Vayas - Gate to the Red Groves.   Posted by TheDudeAbides.Group: 0
TheDudeAbides
 GM, 115 posts
Thu 12 Jun 2014
at 01:41
Vayas - Gate to the Red Groves
    The city of Vayas was always in a state of perpetual motion. Goods were constantly being received from an endless supply via traders throughout the country. The merchandise was processed and either housed in massive warehouses or placed in shops and stands found in the booming trade district.  Every deal, each sale, was monitored, taxed and controlled by the merchants guild. The overwhelming success of trade throughout Linness had vaulted the guild into an unofficial position of authority. Rumors have been circulating for years of a shadow organization comprised of various figureheads and political leaders. This secret organization was said to have established its headquarters somewhere within the wealthiest district of Vayas.

    The richest of the rich took up residence in the Red Groves, an exclusive and highly privileged district. The Red Groves are contained by a fortified and heavily guarded wall. Entrance into the inner grove is only granted to individuals who either reside within or possess a writ of passage. The gate is triple-reinforced iron and manned by a heavily armed and well trained garrison of soldiers. The walls to the grove stand 20 feet high and are cut from a dense jet-black obsidian giving the area a strange and reflective glow. In sharp contrast to the wall, the men of the watch wear silver and white tabards which glitter and flash against the backdrop of shiny black night.

    Tonight four guards were standing about enjoying a hot cup tea and what appeared to be a flaky buttered roll. Young serving girls would ferry hot meals and drink to the outlying edges of the grove to "maintain moral" or that was what the masters claimed. Regardless the reason, the men appreciated the kindness and took about loudly enjoying their hot repast. Between large bites and slurping noises the guards managed to carry on a conversation about the latest rumors from up north. "Oi! it's a bloody shame this that and the whatnot! Mefinks it's just a rumor meant to scare tha wee folk" Another man abruptly cut in, "Shut yer mouth McNaley! Every time that yapper opens I swear I feel me brain ooze a bit out me ears." The banter continued in this fashion as the night slowly trudged along.

    The road to the Red Groves was paved with smooth river rock and stood several men abreast. Well maintained street lamps provided a bit of light and threw shadows wildly about, ricocheting from building to building in a strange fashion. There was little foot traffic at this time and most people either wandered home from the tavern or were taking up refuge in the many local brothels that lined the byways.


1st day of the 2nd month: 10:00 PM.

This message was last edited by the GM at 20:37, Sun 15 June 2014.

Salinda
 player, 36 posts
 Elven Moon Priestess
 The light in the darkness
Mon 16 Jun 2014
at 18:00
Re: Vayas - Gate to the Red Groves
Salinda had finally arrived in town with enough time to have a nice relaxing bath before her meeting. she was curious, but had a good feeling about things. Or, maybe good isn't the word but hopeful that this was the path she should be on at this moment. Darkness stirred in a way that she had never experienced, but that didn't seem to be putting a damper on her spirits. It was their spirits that held the light within each of them and letting that falter was a way to lose to the darkness both within and without.

Coming to the wall, she overheard the security and wished that the one that thought it all rumors was, in,fact, accurate. He wasn't.

As she stopped, her grey dress with emerald piping did so shortly after. It was clearly an expensive dress, she had a love for nice fashion, had once belonged to the lover of a nobleman that was as good at cards as keeping his mistress happy. That night he failed miserably on both accounts. With a smile, and a display of her invitation, "good evening. I am expected shortly, and since I don't spy any dice in there to pass the time I do have, perhaps another night for that. I know that guards tend to be rather in the know about these things, where might a girl find a few games of chance after my business is taken care of?" She was definitely hopeful that she could find a good, dark, smoke filled back room where those with more money than morals played cards while leering at serving girls. It was a wonderful thing to relieve them of their money, and thus the company of women looking for those with coin more than companionship themselves.
TheDudeAbides
 GM, 180 posts
Mon 16 Jun 2014
at 19:37
Re: Vayas - Gate to the Red Groves
    The guards stopped eating and two even drew their blades as the female elf entered into view beneath the dancing light of the well lit gate. A slightly whiny voice piped up, "What's this aboot dice?" Immediately the harsher voice from before cut him off yet again, "Damn it all McNaley, shut yer hole, Miss ye best come closer and let me see that invitation. We can talk about pleasure and where ye can get yer fix AFTER I know ye ain't about to slit our throats." The man behind the voice stepped forward, he was covered from head to toe in gilt armor polished and shined to perfection. The armor might look pretty but upon closer inspection one could see the countless marks that whispered of a battle hardened veteran. He was a massive man and towered over the elf as he took a few steps forward and loosed his sword in its scabbard. "Our masters pay us mighty well to ensure that any ... undesirables... don't get past the gate."
Salinda
 player, 38 posts
 Elven Moon Priestess
 The light in the darkness
Mon 16 Jun 2014
at 19:50
Re: Vayas - Gate to the Red Groves
"No need to worry about that, see," she handed him the invitation. "I far prefer peace to any sort of conflict. I find life to be too beautiful and precious, full of light." Salinda kept her smile, she was used to men that wished to show their strength, like the ones that were here. Seems those inside would want protection, but they would want it with a more polite tone. The people that lived in such places often kept themselves from the rest of the world, those who truly needed help.

"See, it says the meeting is here, looks like about an hour from now. Seems a bit of a strange time for a meeting, but a lot of parties rarely get into full swing until midnight, anyway."