PROLOGUE - Radiza   Posted by Dungeon Master.Group: 0
Dungeon Master
 GM, 16 posts
Sat 8 May 2021
at 09:44
PROLOGUE - Radiza
PROLOGUE
Stray Cat Blues


It was an odd and unfamiliar feeling. Entirely uncomfortable and a bit resentful of the position she had put herself in Radiza slammed the rickety wooden door behind her. Three weeks ago, she had been out on the prowl and attending to the usual business; a job not unlike any other. It was supposed to be a quick in and out, a few hours of midnight work for some easy gold. She had done it many times before, although this time she had not even made it to the 'in' part. As careful as she was, as thorough in her work, there were still things she missed; things she didn't expect. The crossbow trap in a second storey window was one of those things. Radiza was meant to recover a jewelled ink pen however all she got that night was a crossbow bolt lodged in between her shoulder blades and a ten-foot fall from the window which knocked the breath out of her. Fortunately, she had the awareness to roll against the side of the building, avoiding the lanternlight of a curious guard.

While she recovered from the bruised ribs quickly it took three weeks for that shoulder wound to heal. Radiza would not risk a visit to the common temples, any healer would remember a black Tabaxi. There were already rumours around the Gem District, the new money nobles worried about the 'Night's Shadow'. Radiza was unsure if the rumours referred to her however the name was certainly spoken among the marks she usually sought. She could ill afford any potential indiscretions, especially not while injured. So, she sat in the River District atop the remains of the frame of an old wooden crane, her lair for the most recent months, and licked her wounds. That period of recovery is when she met the sewer witch, the odd druid with an affinity for vermin. Poultices and tinctures had helped the healing along, but they were no substitute for magic.

Which is what led her here, in a foul mood and standing outside the sewer outlet that the strange druid called home. Working for nothing was never a happy thought but perhaps this once exception could be made. The druid had healing magic, was a recluse of the sewers, and was not going to gossip about her clients. Tonight, Radiza didn't work for gold, she worked for a favour. One which she expected, and would ensure, that was repaid appropriately.

An albino rat. Two foot long. Fangs. Claws. That was what the druid was after. For whatever twisted reason she wanted the creature alive was her own business, Radiza would find the rat and return it to the druid.

Having just exited, she stood at the door to the druidís sewer culvert. Left or right. Shadows of grey played across the dark interior of the sewer as Radiza studied the area. 20ft to the left the sewer branched left and right, to the right the depth of the sewer was lost in darkness after 60ft.
Radiza
 player, 8 posts
 Tabaxi Rogue
Sat 8 May 2021
at 12:10
PROLOGUE - Radiza
Send a cat to find a rat.
Radiza could almost hear the thought said out loud by some pudgy faced human, and imagined clawing that face up a bit. The reality was it wouldn't be that easy. She could easily smell a hiding rat but the sewers were overflowing with them and an albino probably smelled the same. And while she could see in almost total darkness, actual total darkness was beyond even her eyes, and the underground sewers would be such a challenge. And she needed her eyes to figure out the color of the rat's fur. So she had brought a few things. A strap of leather to strangle it with because the woman wanted the thing alive, a sack to carry it in and a scrap torch, currently unlit. All three made with what the street provided of course. She wasn't going to earn a copper on this, so she wasn't going to spend any.

Her natural stoop was an advantage as she ducked into the tunnels, making almost no sound as she padded on soft paws. She tried not to think too hard on what she was walking in, even though her nose told her that tale very plainly. Studying her surroundings she came up with no real plan except to just wander about until she came across the damn rat. She would just head towards where most of the blighters were gathered. Finding those spots wouldn't be too hard. So she turned left, then right, to head into the deeper sewer.

For a moment her whiskers trembled as her wound ached. A crossbow trap was a new low. Nobody cared about a dead thief and the rich bastards knew it. The worst thing was she couldn't visit any punishment on the bastards, except maybe try and succeed the next time. But even taking some of their sparkly toys was a poor compensation for the pain she went through. Falling from on high, crawling to the shadows and back to the river district to have a street seamstress stitch her up for a silver in a back alley with nothing for the pain but a branch to bite down on. That sort of pain was not the one felt for a stolen trinket. But thoughts of vengeance were meaningless. Anyone who crawled their way up in the River District knew the world was unfair and without justice. Here, coin mattered more then life or right and wrong.

She would be back. Be better prepared. Take all their toys. Maybe leave a nasty surprise of her own. Not too much to upset the powers that be, but to leave a message of her malcontent. There was no sense in getting hunted down like a dog for taking vengeance but having a little pride restored at their expense would feel good.

But first, a rat. A bloody fat albino rat..
Dungeon Master
 GM, 30 posts
Sun 9 May 2021
at 03:12
PROLOGUE - Radiza
The smell of filth overpowered any other scent in the sewer and it was far too similar to the smell of a rat, whatever tracks could have been left were washed away by the flow of water. The albino rat hunt was going to be a challenge, one that wasn't likely to pay off. At least not in gold. Carefully searching the floor of the tunnel Radiza failed to find any trace of a rat, let alone a white one.

Radiza heard the voices before she noticed a dim light appear deeper into the sewer. Two men were taking no care to hide their presence here and from what was being discussed they did not expect anybody else to be roaming around the sewers.

"Where was it? Here?" Radiza heard a noise of something soft repeatedly hitting the stone wall of the sewer.

"Nah, further down. Come on. It's the red one." The voices grew closer and footsteps could now be heard.

Back to the wall and carefully turning to look down the tunnel Radiza noticed the light approaching a T junction from the left, about 30ft from where she was hidden in darkness. The voices made it clear how close the two were and as they appeared Radiza noticed it was two human males, one holding a torch. They appeared to be studying the far wall as they crossed from left to right past the junction. The pair stopped every few feet, the man with the torch kicked the wall a few times then they moved on. They disappeared from view to the right but voices rose again only a moment later.

"Here. This is red." Radiza heard the noise of the man kicking the wall, this time there was a small grind of stones.

"That's it." One of the men coughed, "Bloody stinks down here, put it in and let's get outta here."

"Alright. Alright."

"Careful, only touch the red one." There was a pause, "Wait! That's red? That looks pink?"

"Well what's that one?"

"Oh, yeah. Nah, that's red. OK, go on."

There was a longer sound of grinding stones and the men appeared again at the end of the junction, crossing back the way they came from. Their chatter continued as they moved on and the light faded.

This message was last edited by the GM at 22:48, Sun 09 May.

Radiza
 player, 14 posts
 Tabaxi Rogue
Sun 9 May 2021
at 11:25
PROLOGUE - Radiza
Radiza knew what this was. What luck to have come across it! She crouched silently, letting the darkness take her in as she listened and waited, then waited some more. The rat hunting would have to wait for another day. She might just have scored a huge prize! Finally, sure the men had gone, she tiptoed forward to look down the junction. Then she crouched down and took out her makeshift torch and tinderbox. In moments the oiled cloth caught fire and she held it up. She made sure she left few as few tracks as possible as she went to the part of the wall where she guessed the man had stopped, looking for a loose red stone..
Dungeon Master
 GM, 33 posts
Mon 10 May 2021
at 00:42
PROLOGUE - Radiza
Radiza waited. The men continued back along the tunnel from where they came, eventually the light faded entirely the voices dulled and then stopped and the sewer was once again silent and dark. Only then Radiza moved, quietly, carefully towards where the men had been. In the light of her torch she noticed close to the base of the sewer wall there were a series of five bricks in a cross pattern. Pink, Green, Blue, Purple and Red. The red brick sat to the top of the cross. Fortunate for the torchlight the colors were dull but able to be determined, it would have been a one in five guess if it darkvision had to be relied upon.

It was an obvious drop, but of what? The men were the typical thugs seen around the city and Radiza did not notice any distinguishing markings or tells of which organisation they belonged to, if any. Ensuring the men were truly gone she turned her attentions back to the five bricks.
Radiza
 player, 16 posts
 Tabaxi Rogue
Mon 10 May 2021
at 16:51
PROLOGUE - Radiza
What a nice hiding spot. Shame the folk using it were idiots. Radiza looked over the stones carefully, looking for seams or other signs of use. She knew she had to do something with the red stone, but after the recent experience with the crossbow trap she was careful. As well she should be. It seemed the men were worried about touching the wrong stones, so a trap might be around here as well. Radiza checked around carefully to see if she could discern what it might be. And then it was time to play with the red stone..
Dungeon Master
 GM, 41 posts
Tue 11 May 2021
at 09:06
PROLOGUE - Radiza
Radiza's keen eyes, even in only the torchlight, picked up the glint of steel behind four of the bricks. The red one, however, was clear of any shine of metal behind it.

It was not difficult for Radiza to pry out the red brick, carefully, with a dagger. As the brick was removed Radiza could see that the other four bricks were trapped. The contraptions behind each brick looked like a spring trap with a tiny pouch tied and placed between the spring and the brick. Anyone who removed any of the other four bricks would be in for a faceful of whatever was held in the pouches. However, red brick removed safely and the traps unsprung Radiza looked into the hole left by the brick.

Inside were two keys wrapped in a thin strip of parchment. Drawing them out one key appeared to have no discernible markings, the second key had a question mark on its head. The strip of parchment had writing on it, an address.

16 Tenshire Lane. Gem District.