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For Liona and Eirys...
July 2015
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Jun. 30th, 2015
Pack it up
Who: Kaia and Liona
Where: The villa
When: Around midday
Kaia had refused - well, 'refused', politely, calmly and subversively - to handle the brew tasting that was supposed to be going on today. Yesterday's little stall had been good enough for her, and she would rather stay inside today, well inside - away from the people. Eventually, however, not even yet midday, the ale was running low outside and Kaia was sent to bring more to the barmaid offering samples. As she made her way down the steps muttering about freeloaders the woman had found herself surrounded by children with painted faces, one of them brandishing a roll of parchment. Kaia hadn't needed to listen to them to know who this was from, neither did she watch them leave, merely knowing that when she next looked down they had gone. Having read the message quickly she refilled the samples and went back inside to tell her boss that she needed the day for Order business.
As usual, there hadn't been a problem. Not too long after, Kaia found herself at the villa preparing herself and her things, arranging for a horse, and making a list of things she needed to purchase later in the day. For right now, she found herself outside in the courtyard taking care of her traveling clothes - a little thicker than her usual ones: thin skin pants and a light leather cuirass that was more like a corset than anything else. Armor was good, but overheating on the way to a job was not.
"Boots, boots, new boots..." She murmured under her breath, looking around. "Anyone here know of a shoemaker that can fix me a pair of boots for tonight at the latest?" Otherwise she was going to have to bring her old ones which were, well, old. As balls. Barely there anymore. Off the corner of her eye she saw a blonde figure pass by. The one priestess of Kijas whose presence actually demanded respect out of Kaia, and she had no idea why to this day.
"Liona." She greeted. "Know a shoemaker who works fast?"
Where: The villa
When: Around midday
Kaia had refused - well, 'refused', politely, calmly and subversively - to handle the brew tasting that was supposed to be going on today. Yesterday's little stall had been good enough for her, and she would rather stay inside today, well inside - away from the people. Eventually, however, not even yet midday, the ale was running low outside and Kaia was sent to bring more to the barmaid offering samples. As she made her way down the steps muttering about freeloaders the woman had found herself surrounded by children with painted faces, one of them brandishing a roll of parchment. Kaia hadn't needed to listen to them to know who this was from, neither did she watch them leave, merely knowing that when she next looked down they had gone. Having read the message quickly she refilled the samples and went back inside to tell her boss that she needed the day for Order business.
As usual, there hadn't been a problem. Not too long after, Kaia found herself at the villa preparing herself and her things, arranging for a horse, and making a list of things she needed to purchase later in the day. For right now, she found herself outside in the courtyard taking care of her traveling clothes - a little thicker than her usual ones: thin skin pants and a light leather cuirass that was more like a corset than anything else. Armor was good, but overheating on the way to a job was not.
"Boots, boots, new boots..." She murmured under her breath, looking around. "Anyone here know of a shoemaker that can fix me a pair of boots for tonight at the latest?" Otherwise she was going to have to bring her old ones which were, well, old. As balls. Barely there anymore. Off the corner of her eye she saw a blonde figure pass by. The one priestess of Kijas whose presence actually demanded respect out of Kaia, and she had no idea why to this day.
"Liona." She greeted. "Know a shoemaker who works fast?"
Jun. 26th, 2015
Who: Conlan and Eirys
What: Mission prep
Where: The Stone Song/Shopping!
When: Mid-morning
( On the road again )
What: Mission prep
Where: The Stone Song/Shopping!
When: Mid-morning
Jun. 25th, 2015
TIME UPDATE
Wednesday, June 3nd
Weather: Things are slightly overcast today, hinting that there may be rain in the future.
Events: Once again, different districts are celebrating in their own ways. Today in Ravenspeak, many of the district's taverns are offering brew tastings to try and entice people inside.
Missions: Several characters will get a summons for a mission today. The summons comes via a few small children with painted faces, none of whom seem to know anything other than 'the man said to give this to you!' At which point they will hand over a roll of parchment and run off.
The information given is rather basic. All trade caravans headed for the village of Redacre have gone missing, and there has been no contact with said village for a couple of days. People heading there don't seem to be coming back, so something's definitely up. Those given a summons are instructed to spend the day preparing for travel, and meet at the manor at dawn tomorrow to go investigate. Redacre is about a day's travel west.
MOD NOTE: Each player is allowed to sign up one character for this mission, but you must opt in within 24 hours of this post. If opting in, please be sure that you'll be available for plotting and scening with the rest of the group for the next 3-4 weeks. Thank you!
Weather: Things are slightly overcast today, hinting that there may be rain in the future.
Events: Once again, different districts are celebrating in their own ways. Today in Ravenspeak, many of the district's taverns are offering brew tastings to try and entice people inside.
Missions: Several characters will get a summons for a mission today. The summons comes via a few small children with painted faces, none of whom seem to know anything other than 'the man said to give this to you!' At which point they will hand over a roll of parchment and run off.
The information given is rather basic. All trade caravans headed for the village of Redacre have gone missing, and there has been no contact with said village for a couple of days. People heading there don't seem to be coming back, so something's definitely up. Those given a summons are instructed to spend the day preparing for travel, and meet at the manor at dawn tomorrow to go investigate. Redacre is about a day's travel west.
MOD NOTE: Each player is allowed to sign up one character for this mission, but you must opt in within 24 hours of this post. If opting in, please be sure that you'll be available for plotting and scening with the rest of the group for the next 3-4 weeks. Thank you!