Eve replies We don't know a damn thing you don't ...  but no one has managed to open the gates for free movement since that stunt Runt pulled that got us a day of trade. Maybe you should go back up by the palace and see what you can learn.

"Sounds good," he asked, left and returned to the palace.

Eve asks What Happened? and listens as runt describes Kory's action, her face changing to disbelief and then laughter which she can't control. She helps him onto a bed and removes clothes so she can rub him down with liniment that reeks of crushed plants. She also sees that he gets some soup and some herbal tea that tastes a bit like stewed sock, but she insists he drink it. Then she covers him and puts out the candles before leaving. Kory finds he cannot fight the sleep and doesn't wake until morning, where he finds Eve snuggled up against him. His brain briefly thinks It's fun time ! but that thought vanishes as he tries to move. It's "Oh My how I hurt time", instead.
Eve wakes up, smiles and rises, bare as the day she was born, before throwing on a robe ... You are going to be sore for a few days Kory, I'll do what I can, but it is going to take time. And so you know, after this, it's going to be easier to re-injure your back too.

Kory's expression dropped. " You think its funny, but if I hadn't hurt myself, we'd be good for the next few months or at the very least so we'll defended, that no one would ever try and move in on our territory." said Kory defending himself.

" We'll the mission was a bust, but with this slow time. We can still have Melinda, train up the girls on the crossbow. I don't like them having only to depend on a knife to defend themselves. Women should be ranged fighters, wearing their target down with a storm of death." <red>


<red>"We still don't know how this coup will turn out. I think we should, invest more into hard goods like food and water. Who knows when supply lines will dry up or prices will skyrocket. Tell the girls they should start accepting non perishables for this period too, matter of fact have them insist upon it only accepting currency as a last resort. We can't eat metal and a promise.

People might start noticing our change in policy. Have Ursula and Gail when they got some free time, to each find 3 places to stash our surplus food and medical supplies. If we get hit here I don't want to loose everything in one go.

Also have the girl, make travel packs, just in-case we have to leave here in a hurry."

While I am thinking about it. I want to keep the wagon if possible, tell Inola, if the guild asks for it make up excuses for us delaying its return.

Also, the girls, need to get familiar with driving the wagon. Right now, Melinda is the only one, we got who can drive that thing.

All the loot is loaded into your rooms at the tavern ... so not a complete bust ... yet anyway.

Kory did a rough estimate of the value of the items. He wondered if, it would be more useful to keep them or sell them. Both had risks. Firearms were not something one could get ones hands on everyday.

With the coup was it, if they had the flee they would be useful in a fight. But the things he could get from selling them to the right buyer, would be useful too.

He looked at Eve and said, "I don't Eve, what you think we should do? Sell them or Keep them. I am not sure what direction this coup is heading. If we have to fight our way out the city the guys could be useful; but so could the things we could get by selling them."

She thought for a moment and shrugged.  It's just a choice, we aren't fighters and don't want to be, so it's a bit of money tied up in something we don't care to use.  But if things get ugly, which is still possible, they could take out a single big enemy better than anything else I've seen , it would seem.

"Yeah that's my problem, too. Their value is not something, I can causally toss aside, both in coin and in an emergency. We'll stash this stuff, for a time when we need it, either for money or escape. Kory decided finally and relaxed.

"So whats on the agenda today?" he asked.

Nothing special, business is still slow, but picking up a little. Rumors abound, but someone fired something. Off the palace which seemed to unnerve the enemy and they did withdraw last evening, although they came back this morning..

Kory decided to relax today and let his back heal up. He toured his girls, seeing what they where up to.

Most are out in the tavern looking for business... all have a good bit of their assets on display.

Kory sits down and has a drink at the bar.

Inola comes over and sits close (touching) , Things are slow, I talked with some of my contacts, they say they are very busy. I'm becoming frustrated, you up to rubbing my back on a mattress?

Kory sighed, "If I do, that'll be all we do, jacked my back up, helping some friends move. But come on, I got you" he said standing up and following Inola.

Hey, no problems, you just lay back and I’ll do the work.

"Oh I thought you needed a back rub." he said happy that he was wrong. "So what is the guildmaster up to, what keeps his guys busy. I know the coup, but isn't D'Astard on the retreat?"

Inola responds I want a good screwing, however we make it work.

Then answers- No, He seems to be hanging around outside trying to find a way back in ... the walls have him stymied for the moment and his soldiers have lost much of their bravado. It takes only a small reverse to send them packing and D'Astard knows nothing about instilling confidence and desire to win. Seems you can't threaten them enough to make them want to fight hard, if you try, they desert in squads and platoons; at least that's what Master Black says.

"Not this week hun, I am outta commission, go find Padraig, and tell he that he owe you for putting me out of commission. Send Gail too." Kory grinned "Tell Gail she can only go after your done with him. Have Gail, say he owes her, since he hasn't paid Runt" Kory laughed and grabbed his back "Let her know Padraig, is her safe place, she can let loose like she likes too. Ow Oww Owww"
This message was last edited by the player at 02:13, Tue 10 Sept 2019.

It's been a couple of days and you are moving better... still uncomfortable if you do certain things, but generally you can get around.

Rumor is that the Duke is moving south and cutting off some Noble forces further to the east, he is anywhere from a few leagues away to two days march or more. What it means to you is that the forces around the city are vastly smaller and that food and such are able to sneak in ... in fact trade is up to about 40 or 50% of normal. The Rebel forces are very concentrated and seem unwilling to send out smaller groups to cover all the gates.

Oh, and business is picking up a little.

Kory like hard that things were getting back to normal, with his new loot hidden and his back feeling more normal with every passing day. He started doing his rounds on the girls again.

Checking in on them seeing what problems they had and such. He liked when life was normal it meant he did have many worries.

Perhaps he would seek out a new girl or find a gay guy to join his stables.

He still wanted to purchase battle gear for his girls.

Also he, wanted to increase his emergency supplies.

He could imagine the guild letting him keep the wagon much longer, but with the coup, he  figured they had more important things to worry about.

The problem as he saw it was he was too satisfied and that could lead to disaster.

The Lusty mermaid was a good, tavern, and he had thought of purchasing it.

But would that mean an end of his dream of traveling more.

Travel was good, but so was roots.

Things are changing, Kory is alert, but it seems the Duke is taking steps to remove the rebels.  Kory hopes some just paid soldiers show up.

Kory sits back and sips his drink.

In reply to Kory Dear (msg # 84):

And you are not out in the Tavern with Padraig? Might be time to divy up the guns you took and sell what you don't want.

I'll take what they don't want for share, as I said might be good for emergency, but keeping knives.

Well since everyone else has left it seems...  maybe you should ty and fix the pistol you broke...