[Hexville] The Docks
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				Title: <strong>[Hexville] The Docks</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RedPhoenix</strong> on <strong>04-09-2020, 05:02:36</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 24pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>THE DOCKS</strong></span></span><br><strong>Currently in Control:</strong> NOBODY (Contesting: Alwyn/Kieri/Niles the Nerdist Alliance, Mother Freya/Shanira Treyan Alliance) <br><br>(https://i.imgur.com/27D6qFV.jpg)</div><br>Hexville's Docks sit on a deep natural harbor that permits blue water ships to docks easily. Unfortunately it also makes it vulnerable to periodic sea monster attack. The ships that sail here used to be well-maintained, well-equipped, and owned by explorers, merchants, and folks of leisure all looking for something on the sea. That was before King Fred croaked.<br><br>Now, Hexville's Docks are largely overrun with pirates and criminals, and the self-appointed Dockmistress makes no secret of the fact that she's one of them. One must be very bold, very tough, or both to survive here. <br><br><em>The sailor and people of the docks are much more stylish of late, the influence of Chevis the Chic felt as it is not unusual to see one's ensemble critiqued as much as one's weapons!</em><br><br><em>The work of Alwyn, who has tried very hard to bring order back to the Docks, has not gone unappreciated, with a renewed sense of community and spirit noticeable in many places!</em><br><br><em>In the spirit of Shanira, many of the old guards have turned back from pirating and dug their old uniforms out, and now patrol to keep the docks safe rather than loot them!</em><br><br><em>The ship of captain Selevahn the Sensational has been permitted to dock in a rather prestigious spot, due to the rising stature of the captain! ... or at least it was until it sailed off!</em><br><br><hr><br><em>Special Rules:</em><br><br>None currently!<br><br><hr><br><em>Aspirant Status:</em><br>- Alwyn is EMINENT <br>- Chevis the Chic is PROMINENT <br>- Niles the Nerdist is ESTABLISHED<br>- Kieri is ESTABLISHED <br>- Shanira Treyan is CONTESTING CONTROL
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				Title: <strong>[Hexville] The Docks - NPCs</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RedPhoenix</strong> on <strong>04-09-2020, 05:03:06</strong>
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				<em>Important NPCs:</em><br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Went Off to Fight Like a Pirate</div><div class="spoiler_body"><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/iQBFoCZ.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Dockmistress Brandy <br><br><strong>Role:</strong> Bitterly resisting attempts to control the docks!&nbsp; <br><br><strong>Motivation:</strong> Freedom<br><br><strong>Brief Description:</strong> Why is Brandy in charge of the docks? Because Brandy says she is. Those who disagree tend to get a real good look at the bottom of the harbor. <br><br><strong>Background:</strong> A pirate, most certainly, but the details? Dead men tell no tales. </div></div><br><br class="clear_left"><br><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/csSvgou.jpg?1)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Jele&nbsp; <em>ALLY OF ALWYN</em><br><br><strong>Role:</strong> Undersea Diplomat. She has friends in very low places, friends who may have useful gifts for you! <br><br><strong>Motivation:</strong> Harmony<br><br><strong>Brief Description:</strong> Jele likes to hang out at the docks, making friends and allies for her undersea people. She is the official representative of the merfolk and tritons who live in the bay that Hexville sits nearby. <br><br><strong>Background:</strong> Jele is an adventurer and explorer who made good friends with many surface dwellers in her travels. When one of her companions became King Under the Sea she agreed to serve as his diplomat to the surface. <br><br><br class="clear_left"><br><br><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/Irmf5pA.jpg?1)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Sergeant Jacqueline Roux <em>ALLY OF SHANIRA</em><br><br><strong>Role:</strong> Peace Officer. She is struggling in a losing fight against the lawlessness of the docks. <br><br><strong>Motivation:</strong> Civilization<br><br><strong>Brief Description:</strong> A rather busy looking woman whose sword arm is quick and whose command is fierce. <br><br><strong>Background:</strong> Jacqueline was appointed to keep the peace in the docks by King Fred, and she is damned if she is going to abandon her post just because the King is dead and law and order are memories! <br><br><br class="clear_left"><br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Fled the Game</div><div class="spoiler_body"><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/6IgoBYw.jpg?1)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Brogre <br><br><strong>Role:</strong> Pirate. If you need mayhem, he'll bring the thunder. <br><br><strong>Motivation:</strong> Power<br><br><strong>Brief Description:</strong> An ogre pirate whose exceptionally girthy ship was banned from the docks, or at least it was until Fred passed on and nobody can (or perhaps wants to) enforce the rules anymore.&nbsp; <br><br><strong>Background:</strong> He filled the scuppers glut with a rotting red, put a bosun's spike to an admiral's head, freed his crew with fiery lead, yo ho ho and a bottle of rum. <br><br><strong>Notes:</strong><br>- Turn 3 Denounced by Alwyn<br>- Turn 3 Denounced by Chevis the Chic<br>- Turn 3 Denounced by Selevahn <br><br><br class="clear_left"></div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: [Hexville] The Docks</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elizabeth Ecsed</strong> on <strong>07-09-2020, 02:59:37</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://pbs.twimg.com/media/EWE6P0qUMAQQMih.jpg)</div><br>Posters had begun appearing all over the docks, placed by glowing orbs of magical power. The text at the top of the poster shouted EQUALITY!! in big easily visible letters. <br><br>Beneath the text, was a drawing of as many species as could fit on the paper holding hands, surrounded by torches. The flames on the paper were enchanted to gently twinkle, sparkling and seemingly shifting in the light, and glowing gently and welcomingly at night.<br><br>And finally, finishing the thought from above, were the words LIGHTS UP THE WORLD! underneath the proclamation, in probably much too small letters, easy to overlook, was a time and an address.<br><br><br>At the given location and just a few minutes before the time, a small redhead woman mounted the stage. Nervously pushing her glasses up her nose, she surveyed the crowd. Small was generous, but at least it was diverse. The torches did lovely things for her hair, shimmering brightly from the amazing mass of red. Her best black leather work dress shone in the light, having been polished within an inch of its life. <br><br>Clearing her throat, the little mage began to speak.<br>"Good evening ladies, gentlefolk, and sentient beings of all kinds! I'm Alwyn the mage. Many of you may recognize me from my little magic shop in the marketplace, where I use spells to help people.." Nobody present knew that, actually..&nbsp; <br><br>Pushing up her glasses, the small woman continued.<br><br>"One of the things that makes Hexville unique and wonderful is its diversity! Our spectacular city is home to many different species. We all have unique talents and abilities that can contribute to the common good of our city! But if you look at the slums, they are filled with what humans and humanoids often call monsters! And the closer a being is to the 'human ideal' the more likely they are to be in power! And that is not right, nor is it acceptable! Through unity, we can amplify our voices!"<br><br><em>That's actually a really good idea, I should use magic so more people can hear me next time... </em><br><br>"The elite use our differences to keep us sperated! They like to make us think that we are more alien than alike! That because we look different, and think differently, that we can't have common goals! Goals of dignity and respect for all!"<br><br>And, pushing up her glasses, the speech went on into the night, torches cheerfully burning.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: [Hexville] The Docks</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Intimate Ink</strong> on <strong>08-09-2020, 00:13:56</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/p7uOZ6q.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Chevis the Chic<br><br><hr><br><strong>“It is the year of the salmon!”</strong>&nbsp; Chevis declared to the fishermen and some notably more unsavory-types who were within earshot.<br><br><strong>“Well, maybe not the year, but definitely the month, the week.&nbsp; Who am I to say??!&nbsp; Fashion is my mistress and she is a fickle bitch!”</strong><br><br><strong>“It is definitely the… <em>time</em> of the salmon, though!”</strong><br><br>Inspiration had hit Chevis as he puzzled over a variety of dyes of pink, coral, and orange.&nbsp; He had fretted wondering why salmon was such an elusive color for him to make.&nbsp; He was far too attractive to have such a pedestrian problem… well, any problem, really.<br><br>That was when it hit him.&nbsp; He had it all wrong; <em>everyone</em> had it all wrong.&nbsp; Salmon was not supposed to be some boring drab color amidst all the other pretenders.&nbsp; <br><br>Salmon was special.&nbsp; Salmon was zazzle.&nbsp; Salmon needed to POP from each sole fortunate enough to adorn it.<br><br>“Allow me to demonstrate,” Chevis dramatically pulled his cape across his chest, as if there was any other adverb to pull one’s cape across their chest with.&nbsp; <strong>“Mo-DEL!”</strong>&nbsp; He cried out, leaving the latter syllable in a pitch so high that only the local dogs and youngest children could truly hear and appreciate his heavenly voice.<br><br>She stepped onto the docks and captivated every eye without a trout.<br><br>Chevis’ inspiration for the piece was undoubtedly the bustier.&nbsp; She was truly a vision, whole salmon fish bound together by fishing net and form-fitting to her angelic skin.&nbsp; The fish were aligned carefully in a vertical fashion, so that their still floundering and flipping tails formed a fashionably scalloped waist.&nbsp; (Rest assured, no scallops were hurt during the making of this fine dress!)&nbsp; Realizing that he needed color variation and support for the bust, Chevis had skillfully commissioned a resident oyster-shucker to clean, skin, and fillet two salmon, leaving their beautiful pink flesh visible.&nbsp; The appropriately salmon-colored salmon fillets wrapped around and covered the model’s breasts in a show of Chevis’ divine inspiration.<br>Even as some of the salmon still twitched and flittered in the tight-fitting net, the smell was… absolutely exquisite, and proof that Eros’ breath was truly with them in this world-changing moment.<br><br><strong>“I present to you… the start of my latest collection.&nbsp; I call it, ‘Sofishtication!’”</strong><br><br>Chevis responded with a slightly tearful bow to all of the applause within his head.&nbsp; He was quite certain there was even a greater show outwardly.<br><br><strong>“My dear friends at the dock, I, humble and radiant Chevis the Chic need your help!&nbsp; I will get to work on the collection right away, however I will need as much support and willingness to band together, and abandon other projects.</strong> (He particularly encouraged abandoning the routine of mugging Chevis each time he wandered the docks.)&nbsp; <strong>Thiis way, we may have adequate fish for my upcoming fashion show.&nbsp; In turn, my work will bring you customers and increased prosperity.&nbsp; It will be a marvelous affair; I am sure in no time fish will be flying from the shelves as young and old will want my couture as their own!”</strong><br><br>Tapping his teeth once, Chevis reached into his pocket and quickly began waving a salmon-skin fan that he had fashioned just for this occasion.&nbsp; (The beautiful scaly covering of his salmon bustier had to be put to some aesthetic use!&nbsp; He was no monster!)<br><br><strong>“Come my model, we betta get to work!&nbsp; We must not squander this opportunaty.”</strong><br><br>And with that, Chivis the Chic was off.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: [Hexville] The Docks</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Metro Mech</strong> on <strong>09-09-2020, 04:38:35</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://www.creativeuncut.com/gallery-11/art/aion-snow-centaur-male.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Iheion<br><strong>Action:</strong> Spreading the Word<br><hr><br>A voice called over the hustle and bustle of the docks, a powerful commanding voice that reverberated off the buildings as he spoke. Standing in the middle of a square flanked by his minions, the various fey folk that stood watchful gaze over the small crowd that had gathered around the rather mighty looking centaur. Flexing one of his hands to the crowd he spoke once again, pushing out his chest proudly. <strong>"Do you not see that our supposed leaders have brought us to ruin, these elites of our society sought only their own benefit and not care for the common man in the quest for their own hedonism."</strong> <br><br>Taking a breath he would look towards another part of the crowd, adjusting his position with his hoof clopping against the small wooden platform. <strong>"They only wish to aggrandize themselves at your expense, they seek to undo the balance that both the gods before them and the nature they derive their authority from. I Iheion have descended from the mountains on high to deliver a message to the people seeking a better way of life that does not have the common man working day after day for scraps while those rich and powerful dine at your expense. We must together bring our prayers to the mother earth that bore us all, share together our burden and stand against those that would seek to lower you down to the level of chattel. An educated mind is a powerful mind that cannot be control and I seek to educate every man or woman who comes to me, I seek to alleviate your burdens sharing the load and be the shoulder for you to rest upon if the world seems ever to cast you down." </strong><br><br>Motioning to his fey followers they would filter through the crowd, distributing leaflets and sweet smelling flowers necklaces that would help those with any sort of nasal issue they had, masking the scent of the dock with the scents of nature. Giving those who wanted it hugs and kisses on the cheeks before returning to Iheion, the massive centaur would give the crowd a respectful bow. <strong>"I give my sympathy for you, common folk of Hexcity for you labor under this faithless and uncaring government, but now it is time to retake your rights as men and women, standing tall against this forsaken corruption. Together we stand!" </strong> He said raising a fist above his head, his eyes moving between the members of the crowd, keeping there for a moment before he would walk off the platform, shaking the hands of the folks with a large beaming smile on his face.
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				Title: <strong>Re: [Hexville] The Docks</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Captain America</strong> on <strong>09-09-2020, 07:03:49</strong>
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				<hr><hr><div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/236x/5f/d1/d1/5fd1d1615692c5474bd258746d2e3cea.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Selevahn<br><strong>Tags:</strong> Anyone who wants, also maybe some NPCs<br><hr><hr><br>Selevahn, wearing his finest uniform which kept in reserve for when in port, took the spyglass he was offered and looked over the harbor. Pennants were in place that traditionally signified the desire to be directed to an open pier, despite the seemingly unusual lack of traffic. It seemed Hexville's suffering was becoming a little more pronounced since Aonbharr, had last set out for the sea. As if further evidence of the troubled power structure, it seemed Brogre, the pirate captain, was even able to berth pier side. <br><br>Off from the direction of the slums, thick black, smoke signified a fire begun with oil, or perhaps lard, and spread to structures, rose above the roofline. Perhaps the Ogre's crew were on a rampage, or perhaps, the fetching young woman in leathers who seemed to be deep in the throes of some rabble rousing had begun a riot. Perhaps, it was simply an accident. <br><br>Selevahn turned to his First Mate, handing him the finely crafted spyglass as they discussed their docking, even as the crew hands, and stevedores went about their work.<br><br>"Ensure the watch keeps a sharp eye and keen ear for trouble."<br><br>"Aye sir, shall we keep the men aboard and secure liberty?"<br><br>"Nay, the crew needs to disembark and take time from the ship. Ensure however that those who go ashore, are within easy distance should we have need. That smoke on the skyline, and the crowd gathering over on the docks bode of ill tidings. Let the men know that in exchange for a slightly restricted liberty, I will up each hand's prize share by an extra half percent as well as provide an extra half pint of the rum ration. Just...ensure they do not become unable to perform should the need arise.<br><br>Have the officer of the watch assemble fire parties as well, in case this blaze should spread, or anyone should entertain unsavory notions. I am going to go ashore now, and see if I can find our bearings."<br><br>As his orders were acknowledged and acted upon, Selevahn ensured his sword and pistol were properly fastened before stepping onto the pier side gunnel. Sideboys quickly formed up as bells and pipe were sounded, informing the ship that the Captain was disembarking. Then, he simply stepped off the side, a spell quickly whispered which slowed his drop, allowing him to float down, light as a feather to the pier.<br><br>The elf noticed a dirty boy, watching his decent, with wide eyes, from in between some stacked barrels. Walking over with a smile, Selevahn held out an open hand, with a pair of coins sitting in it. <br><br>"Perhaps you would be so kind as to assist me? I would be exceptionally grateful if you might find some capable pairs of eyes and ears who could keep those eyes and ears open for me. Information is of value to me, especially if it includes information on those who are capable, skilled or not, and looking to earn good coin. If you could also steer me towards the city watch, I would also appreciate it. After I speak to the watch, should any need to find me, I will be at that tavern there."<br><br>Selevahn pointed as he spoke. He would look to find if extra hands might be needed to deal with the fire and any other trouble, offering the watch and harbor master the assistance of his crew. He would then make for the tavern and find a place to be found by those who desired it.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: [Hexville] The Docks</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RedPhoenix</strong> on <strong>09-09-2020, 18:22:55</strong>
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				<strong><em>Week One</em></strong><br><br>The Docks are always a busy place, and it should be no surprise that this doesn't change despite the current chaos besetting Hexville! <br><br>A call for unity from a fiery woman is well received, and the glamour of her magic and charisma was noticed by many. <br><br>Likewise the appearance of a peaceful centaur-like figure who denounced the evils of the current rulership found many willing ears, and the fey nature of his assistants seemed to captivate the hard working dock folk. <br><br>The revealing of "Sofishtication" was met with bewildered bafflement. How did anyone have the time to make fish lingerie while the city was practically about to start rioting? Perhaps it was the audaciousness of it all, or the perplexing state of it all, but rumors of a totally crazy fashion designer spread quickly. But it would just be a flash in the pan, or would this style stick?<br><br>Meanwhile it seems that not all of the ships that have docked in Hexville are making tracks the first chance they get. The elven captain of a certain ship is rumored to have begun making inquiries into the state of things, for the purpose of taking control for himself. <br><br>As always the Docks are wild, with rowdy pirates and drunken sailors causing all sorts of problems that few have the time or inclination to put down. With all that is going on no particular Aspirant seems to have risen above the others yet, but with such a busy place it is only a matter of time before someone sticks their head up enough to get noticed. What happens next is anyone guess! 
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				Title: <strong>Re: [Hexville] The Docks</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Captain America</strong> on <strong>13-09-2020, 02:04:05</strong>
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				<hr><hr><div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/236x/5f/d1/d1/5fd1d1615692c5474bd258746d2e3cea.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Selevahn<br><strong>Tags:</strong> Anyone who wants<br><hr><hr><br>It has been a busy week for the Sensational Selevahn, Sailor Supreme of the Seventy Seven Seas. He had managed to make a fast turn around on some of the fish haul, and in only two more days, the rest of it sold along with some gossamer netting, allowing the now empty Oirbsiu to shift remaining goods to his own Aonbharr and set off back to sea to keep his coffers going. <br><br>The Aonbharr, by holding the extra goods would allow him to save on storage fees at the warf warehouses while goods were sold to local merchants and trades people to sell to their own customers in turn, or use them in whatever crafts or business they engaged in. In the meanwhile, Sguaba Tuinne, the last of his downsized "fleet" of traders was due within the next weeks. With good fortune, Aonbharr would have space once more to assist with that haul.<br><br>For now, she was packed tightly with goods, working parties has done outstanding in finding every bit of space in the holds they could, as well as&nbsp; on the weather decks. The deck had barrels and crates of the more easily sold goods, which hopefully would quickly open the space back up. He looked over figures with his purser at a table in the back of the "Don't Fall Inn". As the two of them saw to the ledgers over ale and stew, Selevahn noticed the short, slightly broad cloaked figure walk in and look around as they moved through the space. <br><br>Seeing the two sailors, Tekra, a young orc child, among the various denizens whom the Elven Captain had been giving to, approached the table.<br><br>"Cap'n" she said cheerily with an attempt at a salute as she stood straight at the side of the table. Selevahn smiled despite himself and nodded in return of the salute, motioning to the empty seat between he and his officer, which the child quickly climbed up onto.<br><br>"What is your report apprentice?" the purser asked in good humor as Tekra answered, while Selevahn motioned to have another bowl of stew and some drink brought over.<br><br>"Well, moon touched at the University are buying up lots of fish and... prancing about in them. Nekkit" she offered the last with a whisper, leaning in. The fire in the slums has caused some extra work, and folks are looking for buildin materials. Also...about the school..."<br><br>Tekra leaned in to begin a whispered recounting but paused as a bowl of hot stew was set before her and a cup of water.<br><br>"What's this?" Tekra asked the server as Selevahn answered.<br><br>"It's on me, for you and yours good work."<br><br>"No but...this?" the child handed the cup to the server and put some coins on the table. "I'm a growin girl I can't drink this swill. Rum! Yo ho ho!"&nbsp; <br><br>Laughter, cheers, and other such commotion rang out and looking to the server, the Elf Captain shrugged. As the woman left and Tekra began again. <br><br>"Dem's eggheads lost a book n it sounds special!"<br><br>As the elf listened to the tale of the Grimore he nodded and praised his little spy's work, giving her another coin, as well as a small purse filled with more coins to disburse to the other kids, beggers, and recruits in her new and growing network. Then noting a full purse under her clothing he asked.<br><br>"You know you I am counting on you to use this to pay your people right?"<br><br>"Uh huh" she nodded eagerly with the wide eyes of an excited child "I do! I promise! Pirate honor!" she crossed her heart with her stew sodden spoon.&nbsp; <br><br>"But you been good to us. Especially with the mess in the city. So...we used some of the money to loan out. Them's that short us on the payment gets their teeth knocked out and sent to Lido Caine, that sawbones in the guild district. And with the extra, the boys and I can help feed ourselves and dems with moms and dads. "<br><br>As she recounted her own little enterprise, she put a few coins in a stack on the table. "That's your cut fer lookin out for us till we're old enough to sail the blue with you!"<br><br>Selevahn and the purser just looked at each other as the latter crossed his arms, and smiled down at his bowl.<br><br>"Very well clever one. Then here is your most important task. Find me that book, or a lead on who may have it. Fair or Foul, I mean to make an attempt to track it down."
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				Title: <strong>Re: [Hexville] The Docks</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RedPhoenix</strong> on <strong>14-09-2020, 04:04:23</strong>
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				<strong><em>Week Two</em></strong><br><br>After the uproar of last week, things have calmed considerably in the docks, which seems to please the Dockmistress just fine, as Brandy is spending more time drinking and less time patrolling the streets looking for people she doesn't recognize to beat up. While there is still the usual flurry of activity it is divided and distracted and no one figure has emerged as significant enough to emerge as any kind of front runner for challenging the pirates and lawlessness that hold sway here. For now, at least. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: [Hexville] The Docks</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Captain America</strong> on <strong>17-09-2020, 04:36:13</strong>
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				<hr><hr><div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/236x/5f/d1/d1/5fd1d1615692c5474bd258746d2e3cea.jpg)</div><strong>Post Type</strong> Actions for the week<br><strong>Name:</strong> Selevahn<br><strong>Tags:</strong> Don't Fall Inn!; Back Table--during the week.<br><hr><hr><br><br>The Captain sat casually in the back of the inn. The deep blue of his coat almost glowed like the far reaches of the ocean, the white was crisp and pristine. Upon his fine mane of well kept hair, a cocked or tricorne hat sat crisp and stiff, the edges perfection and without hint of wear or fraying. Gold braiding and piping on his garments, literally gleaming as if made of actual precious metal. A minor spell working ensured that his clothing loudly advertised, that this was an elf to be reckoned with. His facial whiskers were trimmed and perfect, having earlier made a most unneeded visit to Phuk Niktim, a barber near Alwyn's shop.<br><br>Around the table, place settings were present as might befit a dinner of dignified guests. At those settings were food, and drinks of choice, mostly rum with the exception of that one bubbly ginger water with cherry flavoring. And at the finely set places were rough men and women. Six of them. Formidable Captains who together had 17 and a half limbs, 39 teeth, 78 tatoos, and 156 years of combined naval experience.<br><br>Yakin Hackem, unhear from outside the group, due to the benefit of Selevahn's silencing spell was the first to offer a question. "What about de likes of Brogre's crew?"<br><br>"Well, Captain Hackem, that is a most <em>excellent</em> question! In the event..."<br>Selevahn began with a smile and easy diction, as he had been waiting for this.<br><br>"Fuck that seeping wart on Posideon's left sack!" Foul Annie, the Hobgoblin, in charge of the Dainty Rose growled. "Me 'n mine are sick of that festering canker on Ezili's barnacle crusted tits!" She punctuated the remark by punching the table, as others quickly lifted their drinks lest they spill. Licking her snarling lips she grabbed the Fillet Mignon on her plate in one hand, blood squirting and leaking as she squeezed it in her fist and bit off half, to swallow in one mass.<br><br>"Eloquently spoken!" Selevahn smiled kindly. "I understand everyone's frustration and apprehension of a possible disruption from possibly unsympathetic parties. Hence, the nature of the proposal." <br><br>The meeting had opened with a toast of fine port. Now slicing into his dish, he began to eat a bite, washing it down with a fine rum. Later they would hopefully seal their pact with another toast of Sherry. As they spoke a sly looking Tanuki&nbsp; would make rounds, ensuring all drink cups were filled. He finished chewing and drinking from his cup, giving time to let his words hang and build excitement before he continued, "As you well know the sea lanes are becoming more difficult to travel." Muttering and acknowledgments from all around could be heard.<br><br>"The Princess' rule is..."<br><br>"Shit?" offered a voice before being chastised. <br><br>"Yer sailing inta da wind! Maybe ye fucking Pollywogs could you shut yer jibs so as de Captin can speak his mind. He's feeding and watering your filthy bilges!" May Hamm of the Organ Grinder, snapped harshly as Selevahn continued.<br><br>"In a word, yes. " he nodded. "The harbor is ill kept, and order is breaking down. Other ports are starting to feel that trade with Hexville is less than promising due to policies. Merchant prices are either too low or too high as they try to compensate for lack of stability. Press gangs are roaming freely snatching good crew from our ships and no one can hold down order. The slums are literally on fire and we recently had an open revolt! " Selevahn reminded himself to give Kieri a gift for that good fortune.<br><br>"The time is right for a smart, <em>wise</em>, Captain to make good fortune. That is why I have assembled <em>YOU</em> six first. All of you, are salty dogs of the tide and venerable shell backs.", he could see them nod and make small sounds of agreement and acquiescence to his flattery. "We can ally together. One fleet, under one flag. Each Captain is still that. No loss of power or position, <em>only</em> gain!<br><br>We will join our ships together as one large fleet, and our treasuries as a communal fund. As such we will have a far more prodigious amount of purchasing power and capital. This will allow us to dictate terms of our own making with the merchants and guild houses. We can divvy up amounts and types of cargo and the sea lanes we ply in order to maximize profit and minimize losses had by getting in each other's way and competing amongst ourselves.<br><br>By pooling our ships, crews, and guns, we will provide for a mutual defense that cannot be overcome. We will intermix crew in a roving shore patrol, to help Sergeant Roux. This will help keep and enforce order, as well as gain us gratitude and inroads with the city watch. By force of tonnage, our ships will by arrival or departure influence commerce on a scale unseen. We can overrun the realm with supplies and trade goods and riches, or starve it if the need arise. With enough guns we can police the coast, and if the likes of Brogre and others force it, we can blockade the harbor and bring them to heel or force them to join our ranks.<br><br>With this we can bring stability to Hexville and it's people AND a large and steady influx to our coffers. We will confer with one another regularly to ensure that needs are met, and potential trouble is headed off. The rich and merchant class will be able to invest and ease the burden of our expenses for a percentage, and the poor of the slums will have more plentiful work on the ships, and in the docks and harbor." <br><br>As he continued his plan for each district and each captain, he could see the excitement building. Soon, the others were offering ideas and working together as they fine tuned the particulars. Leaning over to Port Holes, his Tanuki crewman, and the best lookout in his fleet he whispered instructions. With a knowing nod, he set the pitchers down, and quietly left on his appointed task.
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				Title: <strong>Re: [Hexville] The Docks</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elizabeth Ecsed</strong> on <strong>17-09-2020, 05:14:10</strong>
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				Alwyn's personal action for week three. (Minions are busy in marketplace)<br><br>Another rally in the docks, full of torches and this time, food. Alwyn was better prepared as well, having honed her speech and set up magics to amplify her voice. She touched on the same themes, unity, equality, and that a rising tide lifted all boats. <br><br>But this time, in addition to her position against tearing down established order, she added a new, specific target to scold. "And that's why parasites like Brogre should never be tolerated! They bring nothing but ruin to the world, and harm those who are trying to build something good! It's easier to destroy than to create. It often takes many joining together to resist the destructive few! <br><br>In my quest for good, for building and strengthening society, I have an announcement to make! I have secured the Malignant Grimoire. I intend to destroy it as soon as possible!"
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				Title: <strong>Re: [Hexville] The Docks</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Intimate Ink</strong> on <strong>18-09-2020, 00:04:38</strong>
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				<br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/p7uOZ6q.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Chevis the Chic<br><br><hr><br><strong>“This is simply outrageous!”</strong>&nbsp; Chevis the (very) Chic stood, waving his hands frantically at the docks.&nbsp; A large pirate ship that was parked there seemed to be the focus of his ire.&nbsp; At least, that was probably what one would assume as he alternated between staring at it, pointing at it, and breaking into sloshy sounding sobs. <br><br><strong>”Salmon!&nbsp; Salmon! “</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;He cried, knowing the simple word would cause understanding to bloom in the minds of all who heard.<br><br>He turned around, baffled at the confused look at several of the people who had gathered there.&nbsp; The poor things must be under some terrible enchantment spell for them to not understand.&nbsp; (He would not be surprised if the pirate responsible for the boat was also responsible for such a spell!)<br><br><strong>”Citizens at the docks take note of this crime against fashion and taste!&nbsp; Not only is this large vessel blocking my latest shipment of salmon from docking, but this ship is clearly made of oak wood.&nbsp; As we <em>all</em> know Oak is so very last season!”</strong><br><br>Gesturing to the boats wheel, he flipped and flopped his hands in place of the missing fish. <strong>”And just look at this, this… this… <em>circular</em> wheel.&nbsp; Have you even seen anything so uninspired and insipid?!&nbsp; We are far advanced beyond circular wheels in society; none should still exist that are not triangles, or perhaps particularly squat parallelograms.”</strong><br><br><strong>”This is truly a war on fashion, good taste, and decency I say!”</strong><br><br>As a merchant approached Chevis and offered him tuna in place of his delayed salmon shirmpment, the man truly shrieked.&nbsp; <strong>”You see!&nbsp; You see, the pirate-chanter…&nbsp; has gotten to you too, you poor poor thing!&nbsp; I can’t pair tuna with the brilliant paper from torn-apart school books!&nbsp; Everyone knows tuna goes with tin, and that… THAT… is not a road I will go down again.”</strong><br><br><strong>“NEVER AGAIN!”</strong> Chevis cried, shaking his fist at the sky.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: [Hexville] The Docks - NPCs</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RedPhoenix</strong> on <strong>18-09-2020, 19:23:43</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/6IgoBYw.jpg?1)</div><strong>Brogre (Turn 3)</strong> <br><br>"Captain, captain!" The little halfling pirate screamed in alarm as he scurried up the gangplank. "Captain!"<br><br>"Mrmmf?" Brogre asked, looking up from the entire fried sea lion he was consuming. <br><br>"You've been denounced! Denounced all over the city!" The halfling said, flailing his arms. <br><br>"Bah! Happens all the time." Brogre said, spitting over the side. <br><br>"But Captain, this time you've been denounced by a powerful mage, a captain of great skill and . . . a fashion designer!" The halfling looked like he was about to faint.<br><br>Brogre stopped chewing and looked serious for a moment. Hefting his massive ogre bulk he stood and walked to the ship's prow, staring out at the town of Hexville. "Well, these are the times that try a pirate's character." He said.<br><br>"Yes sir!" The crew echoed, gathering around him.<br><br>"It's time for us to show these forces forming against us what we're made of!" <br><br>"Yeah!" The crew cheered in response.<br><br>"We'll show them what happens when we get threatened by Aspirants!" <br><br>"Damn right!" The crew shouted.<br><br>"Weigh anchor and get the hell out of here!" <br><br>The pirates went wild.<br><br><em>Brogre has fled the Docks, and exited the game. Those involved in his downfall have received an influence boost in the Docks!</em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: [Hexville] The Docks</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RedPhoenix</strong> on <strong>18-09-2020, 20:48:36</strong>
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				<strong>Week Three</strong><br><br>After seeming to calm down last week, the Docks flare up dramatically! A confrontation between various Aspirants and pirates has left the docks less the bulk of on evil ogre and with two new established Aspirants. Both Selevahn and Chevis, Sensational and Chic as it were, now find themselves moving into the power vacuum left by the fleeing of the pirate.<br><br>Brandi the Dockmistress keeps a watchful eye on these developments. She acts as though it's just a few people shifting chairs. Her cunning eyes seem to indicate she knows different. <br><br>Jacqueline Roux seems especially pleased by this turn of events! Her guard are out in greater force than usual and she seems more confident in reclaiming the Docks for law and order! <br><br>Everywhere folks are starting to become much more fashion conscious thanks to the influence of Chevis, and the ship of Selevahn is permitted to move into the spot vacated by Brogre, due to the rising prestige of the captain! <br><br>Is a larger conflict brewing? Or will things quiet down again? Who knows with the way the docks are! 
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				Title: <strong>Re: [Hexville] The Docks - NPCs</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RedPhoenix</strong> on <strong>23-09-2020, 04:27:46</strong>
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				<strong><em>Week Four </em></strong><br><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/iQBFoCZ.jpg)</div><strong>Dockmistress Brandy</strong><br><br>"Oh I see how it fucking is." The dockmistress is not pleased. <br><br>"First, they have to fucking run off Brogre." She growls. "Then they have to get fuckin prissy panties Roux all up in arms thinkin' she can bring law and order back to my piers! Well I don't know who these douchebags are, but it's time they got taught not to fuck with me."<br><br>The pirates around Brandy know better than to advise caution or restraint at a time like this. They wait for what they all know is coming with eager grins and fingers itching for weapons. <br><br>"Call in the fuckin' dogs, let's burn these motherfuckers down." Brandy yells to the delight of her crew. "Who're the biggest shits in this pile?"<br><br>"Alwyn, and Selevahn the Sens-" the pirate catches herself, "Selevahn." <br><br>"Right, anyone who goes after those two fucks can have twice what they take. Spread the word."<br><br><em>Brandy is offering up her own influence. Anyone who SUPPRESSES Selevahn or Alwyn this turn in the Docks will receive influence equal to what they take from either of those two.</em><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: [Hexville] The Docks</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elizabeth Ecsed</strong> on <strong>27-09-2020, 04:49:26</strong>
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				Alwyn does not seem deterred by the emotions incited against her, and can be seen on the docks a couple days of week five. <br><br>She visited Selevahn once, and appeared just to be seen, strolling around and conversing with people. Her helper spirits frolicking around her and receiving plenty of affectionate pets. She also seemed to be gathering a community of lesser known magical beings, sort of the odds and ends of the sentient but rare entites. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: [Hexville] The Docks</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Captain America</strong> on <strong>27-09-2020, 22:04:51</strong>
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				<hr><hr><div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/236x/5f/d1/d1/5fd1d1615692c5474bd258746d2e3cea.jpg)</div><strong>Post Type</strong> Praise Shanira&nbsp; Denounce Chevis<br><strong>Name:</strong> Selevahn<br><strong>Tags:</strong> <br><hr><hr><br>It was a sad state of affairs, Brandy had ambition, strength and an obedient if not quite loyal following. Selevahn could have made use of her as Dockmistress to help set things on a better course but it seemed she had other plans. Luckly, the elf captain was not known for being caught unprepared for the unexpected. Matters such as these were seldom without quickly changing dynamics as various interests revealed themselves. One must improvise and adapt to stay ahead, and now he was speaking with several folks in a small cluster.<br><br><br>"This Chevis is a fine fellow! From all counts, a good citizen, and one who cares to lift the spirits of others with his contributions to the arts. As we can plainly see however, tumult is forthcoming and the powers that be have been unable to keep the citizens safe, protected and prosperous. Chevis may perhaps bring peace and joy to the eye and perhaps some hearts, however this will not keep the hordes at bay, or food in your families bellies and coin in your hand. His ardent supporters would perhaps do better, coming and assisting me in making this a better home for them. There may be few as friendly, yet his ignoring of your grievences is quite frankly, so very last season.<br><br>On the other hand, we have indivduals who like Shanira, one of Sgt Roux's finest, are looked down upon as unfashionable, yet doing so much of the work of providing for your families' welfare without notice, or reward."
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				Title: <strong>Re: [Hexville] The Docks - NPCs</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RedPhoenix</strong> on <strong>27-09-2020, 23:40:13</strong>
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				<strong><em>Week Five</em></strong><br><br>The docks are in a state of uproar! <br><br>Since Brandy declared open season on the alliance that stands against her, fights are breaking out in the streets. Pirates, privateers, honest sailors, guards, criminals, working folks of all races, goblins and merfolks and humans and even some of the more exotic races are seen fighting each other. <br><br>The damage is substantial. Buildings are burned down, barricades are put up in the streets, brawls that become riots are commonplace! <br><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/iQBFoCZ.jpg)</div><strong>Dockmistress Brandy</strong><br><br>"Don't tell me we're fucking losing!" Brandy yells as she kicks a body off of her sword. The poor pirate falls into the brine below the pier with a splash where the ready and waiting sharks pounce right on him. <br><br>"Okay I won't tell ya nothin' then. Just that Selevahn's makin' friends and we seem to be losin' them." Her first mate says with a cheeky grin, puling the trigger on his pistol as a shot takes out another dissatisfied sailor. <br><br>"Fuck you." Brandy snarls, "Tell the streets my offer still stands. I'm not going down without a fight!" <br><br><em>The special rules continue for this week. Anyone who sends their minions to the Docks to suppress Selevahn or Alwyn will be rewarded with Influence equal to that which they take away!</em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: [Hexville] The Docks - NPCs</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RedPhoenix</strong> on <strong>27-09-2020, 23:47:15</strong>
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				<strong>Tagging Selevahn!</strong><br><br>In the chaos that is the Docks these days, Selevahn finds time to meet with a few distinguished visitors.<br><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/csSvgou.jpg?1)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Jele <br><br>"Down here!" The cheery voice calls up from the water at the side of Selevahn's boat. A purple arm and a pretty smile greet the elf as he looks down to see Jele, the merfolk diplomat down in the water below.<br><br>"I'm Jele, Plenipotentiary on behalf of She Who Rules Below!" She delivers this rather impressive title with a casual friendliness, as if she was saying she just baked a batch of cookies or found a great new hat. <br><br>"Hey, I can't stay long." She apologizes. "I just want you to know I've been looking for someone who can bring this place back in line with what it used to be. I'm hearing that might be you?" <br><br>She reaches to a pouch at her side and pulls out a sea shell, tossing it up to the captain she holds up an identical one. "Speak my name into the shell and I will hear what you say."<br><br>And with a splash, she's gone. <br><br><br class="clear_left"><br><br><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/Irmf5pA.jpg?1)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Sergeant Jacqueline Roux<br><br>The second visitor arrives in a bit more of a frantic mood. Gunshots echo through the pier as a squad of ex-guardsmen form a firing line to keep their captain safe from the many lawbreakers who'd like to see her cut down as she races up the ramp to speak with Selevahn.<br><br>She greets him with a hearty handshake. "Look, I know we don't know each other." She says. "I'm Jacqueline Roux, when we had a King I was a Captain of the Guard, but now I'm just a woman trying to put things back together here. I don't know if you're the enemy of my enemy and nothing more, or if we can work together, but I need to take every chance I can to put things right here!"<br><br>A loud blast in the distance makes the former captain cringe. "I'll need to see what that was, people may be hurt." She looks concerned before she turns back to Selevahn and claps him on the back, "Send a message to the old guard quarters if you'd like to talk more, otherwise, thanks to you and your friends for running off Brogre if nothing else!" <br><br>The guards make their way down the street, heroically striding into a war zone to do what they can.<br><br><br class="clear_left"><br><br><br><em>Selevhan may choose one of these NPCS to take as an ally! Let me know which by responding here!</em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: [Hexville] The Docks</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Captain America</strong> on <strong>29-09-2020, 06:33:06</strong>
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				<hr><hr><div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/236x/5f/d1/d1/5fd1d1615692c5474bd258746d2e3cea.jpg)</div><strong>Post Type</strong> IC: The Rum Punch Massacre<br><strong>Name:</strong> Selevahn<br><strong>Tags:</strong> For Civilization! Huzzah!<br><hr><hr><br>Selevahn and another of his men, rushed from a burning building carrying a child and an unconscious man, laying them near where others were gathered behind an over turned cart. He was doing his best to see to the care of citizens as the chaos raged. Breaking off pieces of wood and debris, they were set in an orderly pile for the making of splints, braces, and crutches. Tekra had gathered several of her spy network who were finding, and in some cases pillaging bandages, or cloth with which to make them, wine and liquor for cleaning, any weapon or piece of garbage that could be improvised, and every able body who felt some sway of loyalty to the captain.<br><br>He briefly touched the seashell he had been given by Jele and pondered the emissary from below. She had said that he was apparently seen as one who might bring order to Hexville, and that gave him hope. The idea that others were taking heed of his words and perhaps seeing the promise in them, was encouraging. He would have been content to have ensured a little order so as to continue his trade along the sea routes. All he wanted to see was steady rule, but given the past several weeks of trouble in the streets of Hexville, Selevahn had come to see that the chaos had turned civilized people into savagery as they tried to survive.<br><br>This could not conintue, he knew. The realm would tear itself apart and that could not be allowed. Brandy, imbecile that she was could have been a great help in bringing order and even cementing her position in the town. She had been top choice for those he saw as vital to correcting Princess Red's inequities. But now-- quickly he ducked as he heard a shot ring out and he saw a chunk of wall come off of one of the houses. Shifting his position slightly, he turned and from behind the barricade let two arrows, one after the other fly swiftly into the bodies of some of Brandy's men.<br><br>Putting the call out to his allies, Selevahn sent runners to them to let them know they would be needed. With a concerted effort, he could turn Brandy's enticement against those who were vying for power by having setting his people to work to muster any and all they could in the docks, while having his cohorts attack the influence base of any who could be foolish enough to move against he and lady Alwyn. <br><br>In the end it would be a simple battle of attrition. They could not actually hope to over come him, and the effort required to do so would mean the loss of that power and influence which allowed their efforts. They would be effectively stalemated while he could dedicate to securing the docks from this hell bitch and her army of rabble.<br><br>"CANNON!" He heard a cry as someone pointed frantically. Looking over the makeshift barrier he saw that yes, a cannon was in fact being pushed into position so as to be able to control the street. Sergeant Roux had just made her way to him and introduced herself.<br><br>"One moment, fair one." He began to methodically send arrow after arrow from his exquisitely carved bow as he picked off those trying to push the cannon. "Apologies," he turned back to her with a smile of one who was comfortable in battle "You were saying something about working together? I do believe this would be the wisest course of action. The fact is, I believe the only way we can bring victory for civilization and order is to work together Sergeant. You need to speak on my behalf and help advance my cause. In return it is vital that I ensure that you and the guard are in a position to bring order and law to the citizens. Only in careful and diligent work can we undo the damage wrought by the Princess. One moment if you would ..."<br><br>Selevahn paused as another crew began to run in a zig zag for the cannon to try and take up the task of moving it into position. The scattered pops of shot being fired punctuated the air as one of Tekra's helpers brought another quiver of arrows that the elf had given them coin to purchase from a nearby shop keep. As the bullets flew, it was almost a strange sight to see so many bodies felled by the infamous elven archery. A nod of thanks, and a pat on a youngster's head as he moved the new quiver near him. Waiting however, for the six or seven he spied to reach their cannon, he rose to his feet.<br><br>"Captain! Ye'll get shot!" Tekra the orc child exclaimed, even as Hacksaw Henry pulled her back and could be heard telling her "shush child, captain needs to concentrate." <br><br>Whispering a few words that were likely unheard in the din, those around the elf could feel hair on their napes and arms rise, and the smell of ozone or thunderstorm for a brief moment before a light of starkest white blinded most who did not know to look away, and a fierce bolt of lightning flew from his hands down the street at the cannon, heat, and a buzzing zap, being replaced by a deafening thunder clap and the smell of burned flesh as the new cannon crew died upon contact with the metal conductor.<br><br>"I plan on ending this slattern's stupidity most expeditiously Sergeant. Are you saying that I can count on you? Because that captaincy could surely use filling by competent hands." Suddenly another blast could be heard as Roux began making way to see what happened. Motioning to a pair of his men, Selevahn ordered them to go with the gaurdswoman and assist her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: [Hexville] The Docks</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elizabeth Ecsed</strong> on <strong>30-09-2020, 20:24:12</strong>
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				Alwyn, all minions and herself marching on the docks in the name of <em> progress</em><br><br>Alwyn was sitting in on a meeting of the Society of Humans Whom Think Other Species Are Pretty Nifty and Should Be Protected! It was.... Ridiculously boring, full of neighborhood gossip and busybody ladies and bored housewives. But they had time, and resources, and they cared, in their own unique, somewhat self centered way.<br><br>But the mage's thoughts were drifting, traveling far beyond the confines of the meeting.&nbsp; Her quest was still noble, worth doing, but there were forces working against her. Unrestrained freedom was chaos, the kind of violence she abhorred. The pursuit of power was the same, endless gnawing hunger for more, more. And almost inevitably, it came at the price of others, taking from the weak. No, Alwyn would never venture down that path.<br><br>The musing of power led her to think about the law of the jungle, red in tooth and claw, amoral and churning in an endless cycle. But there was a way to tweak the chain, learning, knowledge, building. That was important. Learning meant experience, and that meant active, doing, even if it was just chosing to<br>&nbsp;read or research. <br><br>Violence was anathema to progress, there was ongoing violence, and there was something she could do about it now. Standing up, interrupting the meeting, she gestured grandly. "We march on the docks. All of us. Humans up front, everyone else in back, healing and support." Maybe the humans who ruled the docks would be less likely to hurt their own kind. Shitty logic, but needs must. And it wasn't her fault that using a wall of housewives was an effective tactic. Hopefully none of her people would get hurt, but something had to be done.<br><br>"We stay peaceful, no matter what. No weapons, no threats. Just unity, everybody working together. Keep the line in order, we're working for peace and stability. There's no reason anybody needs to bleed, we're going to help the city and not throw matches at volatile chemicals."<br><br><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: [Hexville] The Docks - NPCs</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RedPhoenix</strong> on <strong>02-10-2020, 18:57:47</strong>
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				<strong><em>Week Six</em></strong><br><br>The madness continues! Brandy's pirates and scum are fighting tooth and nail for control, but she's slipped and lost it! With the chaos that envelops everything it becomes clear <em>nobody is in control of the Docks</em> anymore!<br><br>With his new ally Jacquline Roux, and his devotion to civilization, Selevahn's base on his ship becomes a small corridor of protection, which many of the folks who live on the docks, or who are stranded here because their ship was disabled or left without them, start to flock to. The reassuring and far more frequent than usual presence of Alwyn has helped to greatly expand this little bloc of safety, so much that it nearly, very nearly, controls enough of the Dock to put their alliance in charge!<br><br>On a rather different note, the influence of Chevis the Chic is becoming very apparent, and no small portion of the dock dwellers have decided that, in the spirit of their idol, if things are unsafe and insecure and nothing is certain - it's party time! The sound of laughter and celebration becomes mixed with the gunfire and screaming. Is this inspirational? Encouraging? Horrific? Preposterous? Well, fashion is in the eye of the beholder after all!<br><br>Whispers of other aspirants starting to have some sway here remain but whispers for now.<br><br><em>Although she's lost control, she still has resources! Brandy continues to make her offer to all who suppress Alwyn and Selevahn in the Docks!</em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: [Hexville] The Docks - NPCs</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RedPhoenix</strong> on <strong>02-10-2020, 19:09:08</strong>
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				<strong>Tagging Alwyn and Chevis the Chic!</strong><br><br>Fate is funny sometimes. For reasons that are completely unplanned Alwyn decides to go down to a pier one day, just on the edge of the area controlled by her alliance, to scout out reports of magical occurrences there. At the same time Chevis the Chic has decided to visit this pier for as many and as varied reasons as the mercurial fashionista ever does anything! <br><br>The two do not realize they have bumped into each other until it almost literally happens, and both stand there for a moment regarding each other. The awkwardness of this moment is interrupted though, as bubbles emerge from the water below and a friendly purple face pops up.<br><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/csSvgou.jpg?1)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Jele <br><br>"Oh hey! You're both here! Great!" Jele the merfolk says happily, either unaware or unconcerned about the fact that these two might not be friends.<br><br>"So wow, all sorts of things are happening around here, huh?" She continues, just as happily, "I mean awful things mostly," a cloud passes over her features but briefly before she cheers up, "But the waves know these parts needed a change! First that awful pirate gets driven off and now Brandy's lost control, hopefully for good, and wow, I just know both of you would be better than her!" <br><br>Her smile seems a <em>tad</em> forced as if she isn't entirely sure of what she just said, but very much wishes it so.<br><br>"So um, yeah if either of you wants to work together, you know, just give the word! The Queen Below has authorized me to help those who are worthy after all!" <br><br>She awaits the response from the Aspirants.<br><br><em>Both of you let me know if you'd like to attempt to recruit Jele by respond here. If both of you say yes, she will decide based on who she feels more loyal to!</em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: [Hexville] The Docks - NPCs</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RedPhoenix</strong> on <strong>02-10-2020, 19:27:38</strong>
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				<strong>Tagging Selevahn!</strong><br><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/Irmf5pA.jpg?1)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Sergeant Jacqueline Roux<br><br>Jacqueline rides up to Selevahn after a successful skirmish against a group of Brandy's buccaneers, and easily dismounts her horse to clap the pirate on the shoulder and cheer their victory. While the sergeant doesn't drink, she seems less ill at ease with Selevahn's allies doing so as time goes by. <br><br>"I'm glad you've decided to better yourself." Jacqueline says, the elven sailor's recent revelations about his motivations having been reflected in his approach to things in a way that Jacqueline clearly appreciates! "It makes me feel much better about working with you!"<br><br>"With the way things are going, my squad is almost back to full strength." She reports. "And we're ready for orders. We've been fighting here in the docks for some time, but we can go elsewhere if you think that's for the best."<br><br><em>Jacqueline will PATROL in the district that Selevahn assigns her to. Jacqueline's presence will be a boon for law and order, a detriment to the power hungry and chaotic, and have no effect on the pursuit of knowledge or symbiosis with nature. <br><br>Let me know which district Selevahn is asking Jacqueline to patrol by posting here!</em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: [Hexville] The Docks</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elizabeth Ecsed</strong> on <strong>03-10-2020, 18:15:43</strong>
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				The mage blinked, adjusting her glasses and seeming rather startled. "Oh. Chevis. Hello." She gave the man a small bow, hands folded in the second degree sign of respectful&nbsp; greetings from triangle town..<br><br>"I must say, denouncing yourself was an actual stroke of genius. And such a wonderful piece of Street performance art!"<br><br>Fortunately, the meeting was mercifully interrupted by a voice from the water. Alwyn's wave of greetings this time was much more fluid, mimicking the swaying of an undersea plant. Her aquatic allies assured her this was a greeting of genuine respect and pleasure in seeing the other person. "Merfolk Jele! Greetings! I hope your currents are fast and bubbly." More things that her teammates assured her meant well wishes and success. <br><br>"I apologise that I have not yet had a chance to meet with you. I also sincerely regret any difficulty Brandy's intransigent behavior has caused you and your people. I also send greetings to the Queen Under the Waves, and trust her envoy will speak highly of me. I would be thrilled to have such an adventures like you on my side. I accept your offer of council and assistance gratefully. "<br><br>Unable to resist, she glanced at Chevis, adjusting her glasses again. "How goes the salmon dresses thing?" An unsubtle reminder to Jele that allying with the fashionista might have drawbacks for aquatic types. <br><br><hr><br>More work on the docks. Her heart yearned to be with Kieri, helping her pact mate in her territory. But the fighting had to be stopped. Nobody should die just because Brandy wanted more than her fair share of things. Never trust someone who would burn down things she couldn't have, so nobody else could have them either. <br><br>Despite the urgency, though, only three groups of her minions were working. The orb friends were with her, floating quietly by her side. They seemed dimmer and less quick, spinning slowly in the air. Frequently, Alwyn paused what she was doing, stroking them, talking to the orbs, feeding them little bits of magic and healing. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: [Hexville] The Docks</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Intimate Ink</strong> on <strong>06-10-2020, 22:40:31</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/p7uOZ6q.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Chevis the Chic<br><br><hr><br>Name: Chevis the Chic<br><br><br>”A stroke of genius?&nbsp; My, that does sound like me…,” Chevis mused. <br><br>He was quite confused, though.&nbsp; Surely she wasn’t speaking of how he denounced that other Chevis the Chic that people had gone around saying such terrible things about.&nbsp; Chevis had heard some stories, and let him tell you that it was absolutely necessary to throw pastries at that palace-loving fool!&nbsp; Even worse was that uppity upstart had the nerve to steal his face and his name for political purposes.<br><br>Chevis sighed, pitying the poor girl’s ability to tell the difference between Chevis the Chic that could do no wrong and the other Chevis the Chic that was simply a failure.&nbsp; Still, he had recently been to the Manor District and knew the importance of etiquette.&nbsp; It was best to pay her a complement.&nbsp; ”Thank you, my dear, and let me tell you that your choice of wearing those fetching boots on your feet rather than your head is a mark of true intuition!&nbsp; Why, did I ever tell you about the time I had declared boots the new earring??&nbsp; &nbsp;It was a splendid, splendid fashion show until my poor models began to show signs of concussions from being kicked in the head by their own jewelry…”<br><br>’”Huh, I wonder…” Chevis paused mid-story, beginning to wonder if it was not he, but this other Chevis the Chic that had made such a terrible choice.&nbsp; It certainly would make sense given how smooth of imperfections Chevis the Chic was.<br><br>And then, EGADS! whom should appear but a mermaid!!!! <br><br>Chevis, of course, had a history of not being fond for mermaids.&nbsp; He much preferred the Sircod’s and Ma’amkral’s with their beautiful. fashionable fish heads and leggy bottoms, perfect for showing off pearled pleated pants.<br><br>Chevis breathed in, exasperated by the poor thing that was wearing a purple fit for last season; what’s worse, was that she had a human head fastened to her shoulders, bobbing around like some eyesore.&nbsp; That head would likely start singing at any moment.&nbsp; He couldn’t possibly handle that.<br><br>”You help me, my dear?&nbsp; Oh no, no, no , no, no, no, no, no, NO, NO, NO, NO , NO, NO , NO, NO, NO, NO!!!!”&nbsp; Chevis gasped, flailing his hands to the sky in either inspiration or a seizure.&nbsp; It was difficult to tell.<br><br>”It is I who will help you!!!!”<br><br>And so he went off with quite the run (yet not a word,) first having his brilliant minions stitch and sew a brilliant fish mask to cover all the ugly human facial features mermaids have.&nbsp; The Sircods that worked for him were all quite pleased at Chevis’ charity work: they too, felt bad for the poor unfortunate souls that walked around lacking the face of a trout.&nbsp; With much salmon-skin and fishing net they were able to forge the mask, though.&nbsp; Then, as a finishing touch they used thick-bellied mackerel around the mouth to create the look of full, kissable lips.&nbsp; (More importantly, as far as Chevis was concerned, they were lips that would not move, so Jele would not have to feel compelled to do any of that dreadful mermaid crooning.)<br><br>He considered giving her a thingamabob to fix in her hair, but he reasoned that she already had twenty.<br><br>”Now my minions, we need to help with her dreadful fish legs, bring me a two-knee-fish!<br><br>”Do you mean a tuna fish, sir?”<br><br>”No, no, no, no… heavens know.&nbsp; a Two-Knee Fish!&nbsp; She needs to look like she can walk!&nbsp; How would a tuna fish help with that?&nbsp; We must fashion a dress of fish legs!”<br><br>”Oh… right…&nbsp; His minion looked a bit skeptical about the existence of this fish, yet went right to work.<br><br>Though late in the day, Chevis returned to Jele’s favorite spot.&nbsp; He hoped that she hadn’t done some terrorist act to take control of the docks, such as break into a power-ballad.&nbsp; With a flourish he presented her fish mask and two-knee-fish dress, so that she pass for the more fortunate variety of sea creature.<br><br>”You my dear are ever so welcome!&nbsp; No need to sing your thanks, please, please!&nbsp; He kissed the air, hoping that the other Chevis the Chic had not done anything to undo his altruism and rapport.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: [Hexville] The Docks</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RedPhoenix</strong> on <strong>07-10-2020, 01:15:50</strong>
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				<strong><em>Week Seven</em></strong><br><br>Brandy has had enough, and so has Selevahn. The two of them have spent more time bickering with their supposed lackeys who can't leave well enough alone than they have doing what they came to do! <br><br>And so the two both scowl at the world and set out to find each other.<br><br>"YOU!" They yell at the other when they finally spot their prey. "Let's settle this like pirates!" They both shout at once, then do a double take, "Well okay!" They again both shout at once. <br><br>Pausing only to make sure nobody else was going to say anything in concert, the two stalk to their ships and prepare to set sail into the harbor. Jacquline Roux, one of the lackeys who Selevahn couldn't get to do as he said, protests this, and the pirate dismisses her, telling her to go and find work with Shanira. She blinks in confusion and then stalks down the gangplank, leaving the pirate to set sail for his naval battle. <br><br>Brandy and Selevahn's ships sail into the harbor, shooting cannonballs and muskets and lobbing rocks and insults at each other as they sail towards the horizon.<br><br>Neither comes back.<br><br><em>Brandy's special offer is no longer valid for the Docks!</em><br><br><hr><br><strong>Tagging Alwyn!</strong><br><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/csSvgou.jpg?1)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Jele <br><br>Jele looks back and forth, confused, perplexed, befuddled as both Chevis and Alwyn make their "pitches." <br><br>"Oh you both offer so much..." she can't seem to decide who to follow. <br><br>However when Chevis presents her with the two-knee fish dress she simply stares at it dumbfounded. <br><br>"I'll uh, let you know what I find..." She says to Alwyn, carefully passing the dress back to Chevis, staring it with a mix of horror and astonishment. <br><br><em>This was actually a coin toss, but Jele has decided to aid Alwyn!<br><br>Jele does not need any specific instruction, she will let Alwyn know if she can provide resources from under the sea each turn!</em><br><br><br><br class="clear_left"><br><br><hr><br><strong>Tagging Shanira!</strong><br><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/Irmf5pA.jpg?1)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Sergeant Jacqueline Roux<br><br>Jacqueline and Shanira have many mutual acquaintances, and one of them is able to pass a letter on to summon the aspirant to the docks. Once there Jacqueline explains to Shanira that she's been able to rally together the folks that used to follow Selevahn for Shanira to take charge of, as was the pirate's last wish before he sailed off to engage in naval warfare. <br><br>"So." She says to Shanira. "I suppose this means I work for you too now, right?"<br><br>While she could, in theory, go work for Chevis, it does not seem that Jacqueline is realistically considering that option, unless Shanira turns her down.<br><br><em>Let me know if you'd like to take Jacqueline as an NPC ally!</em><br><br><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: [Hexville] The Docks</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RedPhoenix</strong> on <strong>07-10-2020, 02:16:36</strong>
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				<div align="center"><strong><em><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font">Random Event! <br>When the Customs House Walked Away!</span></span></em></strong><br><br>(https://i.imgur.com/XQYZ6FC.jpg)</div><br>The Docks are so loud and noisy these days, the shaking didn't even get noticed at first. No it wasn't until the ground underneath the large grounds of the Custom House starting shaking back and forth in a much more peculiar manner than usual that people started to sound the alarm and evacuate. They had plenty of time to get out, mostly, but a few hard workers and especially slow people were still inside as the ground underneath the old building revealed itself to be a spectacular tortoise!<br><br>"So noisy...so loud...so fast..." the turtle rumbles, as it slowly gets to its feet again, taking the large house on its back with it. <br><br>Moving slowly, very, very, slowly, the gigantic tortoise begins to plod towards the city walls where it seems to intend to go out into the woods and lay down somewhere more quiet, taking a very important building with it! <br><br><em>Anyone can respond to this event! Please respond in this thread and pick one of the following:<br><br>A) Try to save the people inside<br>B) Try to save the important documents, and money, inside<br>C) Loot it! <br>D) Try to stop the turtle by means of force<br>E) Try to stop the turtle by peaceful means<br>F) Ignore this completely and use it as an example in a speech about why you deserve to be in charge (if you wish to do this, make the post in the district you wish to have the most impact in!)<br><br>Also if you choose any option besides F, let me know if you'd like to WORK WITH, WORK AGAINST, or IGNORE anyone of the other aspirants who may get involved!</em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: [Hexville] The Docks</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>c0i9z</strong> on <strong>08-10-2020, 02:25:33</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/6D60Uq7.jpg)</div><br>The turtle was huge. Enormous! such wonders were in this city, all ignored or even driven away by the non-understanding humans. But this one, Kieri didn't intend to let go easily. Thankfully, it was slow and its scales provided a good grip enough that it was little worse than climbing a rock face. Perhaps a rock face in inclement weather, but still...<br><br>Eventually, Kieri managed to make her way to the top of the turtle's head. "Cities can noisy, yes. And sometimes unpleasant. But are there not good things about them, too? Is that not why you have stayed here for so many years? And now, now, I am trying to create a better city, too. One where non-humans like ourselves can live peacefully. Is that not something worth waiting for just a while longer? To use just a bit more of the great patience you obviously have?" She thought a bit more. "That and... I know someone who might be able to help, too. He is working on something else now, but soon, he might be able to come here and help make your stay more pleasant or more comfortable."<br><br>(Kieri is choosing option E, Try to stop the turtle by peaceful means. She will assist anyone who does the same, work against anyone who tries to loot or stop the turtle by violent means and ignore the rest.)
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				Title: <strong>Re: [Hexville] The Docks</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rummy Tum Tum</strong> on <strong>10-10-2020, 03:19:06</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/theathaschronicle/images/3/3c/78d56837c65dd199791a76dc0a5a6558.jpg/revision/latest/top-crop/width/360/height/450?cb=20171023104112)</div> <strong>Niles the Nerdist</strong><br><br><em>Niles and his automatons will work to get people out safely (A). He will aid any who choose the same option or try to stop the tortoise peacefully and will work against anyone trying option C or D.</em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: [Hexville] The Docks</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elizabeth Ecsed</strong> on <strong>11-10-2020, 03:07:56</strong>
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				<br><div class="floatleft">(https://pbs.twimg.com/media/EWE6P0qUMAQQMih.jpg)</div><br>Alwyn, for once, was in a different outfit. It was basically a two piece swimsuit, showing more skin than usual. Her incredibly pale skin was covered in markings, much like those of her friend and lover, Kieri. The biggest painting was indeed a sun bursting through raging stormclouds on her stomach, cleverly incorporating some of the scratches for sunrays and lightning bolts. <br><br>Her right shoulder had markings similar to her magical tattoos, but in Goblin, including one of an evil looking book on fire. One eye was circled in the paint, making it look extra huge behind her glasses. The other was hilighted by jagged curls, making her look surprisingly fierce. <br><br>A smooth, tightly curled line worked it's way up a leg. She had no idea what it meant, but it was cute. <br><br>The little mage was carrying something that seemed to be giant cotton balls on a bendy stick, tossing it up to Kieri. "Here, those are magical earplugs. It can magically take them on and off at will. Might help. Wow, that's a big turtle, cool..."<br>&nbsp;<br><br>((Option E, peaceful means. She will Assist anyone else peaceful, and resist violence.)
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				Title: <strong>Re: [Hexville] The Docks</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>c0i9z</strong> on <strong>11-10-2020, 04:44:16</strong>
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				<em>Storytelling</em><br><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/6D60Uq7.jpg)</div><br>Kieri was glad to see her pact-mate and lover embrace goblin culture so much. Not only had she accepted her attendants' presence, she had apparently even let them paint her in a way that was both beautiful and fitting. Of course, the true, full effect was best displayed when one was naked, but perhaps Kieri would be able to request a... private viewing later. But certainly she grinned at the parts where the design spoke of her. Was Alwyn even fully aware of what they said, she wondered. <br><br>But that was all for consideration later. For now, Kieri took hold of the strange device that Alwyn had tossed to her, strapping it to her back as she climbed. She hoped that, as well as controlling its effects, Alwyn could control its size as well, given that the tortoise's head was the size of a small building. She did, once she was on top, offer it to the turtle, in addition to her other promises.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: [Hexville] The Docks</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Blackcat792</strong> on <strong>11-10-2020, 19:00:35</strong>
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				Image: <div class="floatleft">(https://data.whicdn.com/images/326888879/original.jpg)</div> <strong>E) Try to stop the turtle by peaceful means.</strong>&nbsp; Going on the personal belief that the giant turtle was a being of intelligence, she would attempt to reason with it. If it's old position was getting too noisy, perhaps something could be arranged to keep the area quiet during certain times or even find a new spot in the city. While the position change might inconvenience people a bit, surely that would be better than the turtle going into the forest?
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				Title: <strong>Re: [Hexville] The Docks</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RedPhoenix</strong> on <strong>12-10-2020, 02:38:04</strong>
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				<strong><em>Week Eight (Non-Turtle Activities)</em></strong><br><br>If one were to ignore the fact that a gigantic turtle emerged from the ground and began slowly ambling towards the wilderness, it was an otherwise uneventful turn in the Docks. Ah, things you can only say of Hexville. The growing influence of various aspirants is minor, but enough to propel some close to breaking new ground. The triple alliance seems to have backed off of the Docks for the time being after the departure of Selevahn. Will that continue to be the case? Meanwhile the star of the moment in Shanira Treyan, who Jacqueline Roux is delighted to start working for, and Jele seems rather indifferent towards. <br><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/csSvgou.jpg?1)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Jele <br><br>Jele reports to Alwyn that she wasn't able to get anything useful this week. "Don't worry!" She says with a confident purple smile, "The Liege Beneath the waves will come through eventually!" And then dives back down below to go try to convince the undersea kingdom to cough up some resources for their ally above.<br><br><br class="clear_left"><br><br><br><strong>Tagging Shanira!</strong><br><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/Irmf5pA.jpg?1)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Sergeant Jacqueline Roux<br><br>"Ready to serve!" Jacqueline tells Shanira happily. "You tell me where and me and my squad will go make sure they know to respect law and order!"<br><br><em>Jacqueline will PATROL in the district that Shanira assigns her to. Jacqueline's presence will be a boon for law and order, a detriment to the power hungry and chaotic, and have no effect on the pursuit of knowledge or symbiosis with nature.<br><br>Let me know which district Shanira is asking Jacqueline to patrol by posting here or telling me in PM!</em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: [Hexville] The Docks</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RedPhoenix</strong> on <strong>12-10-2020, 03:39:20</strong>
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				<div align="center"><strong><em><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font">Random Event Part 2! <br>When the Customs House Stopped to Chat!</span></span></em></strong></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/XQYZ6FC.jpg)</div> <strong>Name:</strong> A Big Ol' Turtle with a Customs House on His Back <br><br>Alwyn, Kieri, Niles the Nerdist, and Shanira Treyan rush to the scene to help! <br><br>Niles, with the aid of his automatons, quickly begins to evacuate people from the building on the top of the shell. Many are quite nervous about the process of being carried, climbing down from, or jumping off a giant turtle's back, but he is able to coax them to safety. Thanks to the others helping him out by making sure the turtle is holding still for this, he is able to evacuate everyone safely! <br><br>The people are very happy about this! While they thank him kindly, they also slip him a few coins, perhaps from the treasury, in thanks. <br><br>His part in this done, Niles returns to the University to ponder his next move. <br><br><em>Niles will earn an additional +10 influence in the Docks this coming turn, additionally, he may use this cash to choose one group of minions and make their roll a 6 in their assigned task this turn.</em><br><br>Meanwhile, Alwyn, Kieri, and Shanira try to stop the turtle peacefully. <br><br>The big ol' turtle nearly has to cross his eyes to see Kieri sitting on his nose. <br><br>"Sooooo noiiiiisy." He agrees. He ponders Kieri's suggestion for patience. "Buuuut allreeaaaady awaaaaaake." He protests. If a turtle was capable of pouting one can almost picture he would be.<br><br>Alwyn's earplugs seem to calm the turtle down, however it soon becomes apparent that he can't hear the aspirants either with those in, so they are removed again quickly before he starts wandering again.<br><br>The turtle listens to Shanira's suggestion too and seems interested. "Quieeeet gooooood." The turtle agrees.<br><br>He's listening, but he hasn't made any move to return to the Docks just yet.<br><br>As the three women speak to the turtle, through its mannerisms they realize, this creature is still actually very young. How big will he be when he grows up?!?! Well, at least it will certainly take a long time. The aspirants have come up with some ideas, but it seems they must choose one to rally behind if they are to convince this turtle to stay. <br><br><em>Alwyn, Kieri, and Shanira (only) choose: <br><br>A) Offer to build accommodations for the turtle that may make its stay a happier one<br>B) Offer to arrange with the people of the docks to keep things quiet as possible around the turtle<br>C) Do all you can to make sure the turtle can't hear or be bothered by what's going on around it!<br>D) Oh my god I am not this turtle's mom solve your own problems (Leave the event) </em><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: [Hexville] The Docks</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>c0i9z</strong> on <strong>12-10-2020, 19:28:53</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/6D60Uq7.jpg)</div><br>With the people being safely out and the turtle being, well, slow, Kieri had plenty of time to fetch Snuffles, who was increasingly becoming indispensable, to consult on this matter. The operations of the Docks were loud, there was no helping that. Ships coming in, people yelling orders here and there and so on. And the busier it got, the louder it would get. But there was a solution, perhaps not to extinguish all noise, but to help tremendously. A simple arrangement of baffles, spread here and there, throughout the section, especially near the docks proper and the custom house. They would cut down on echoes, stop noise from spreading so much and generally make the place a lot quieter. For the turtle, yes, but also, incidentally, for other residents. Kieri liked the proposal and presented it to the turtle, as well as to the two who were helping her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: [Hexville] The Docks</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Blackcat792</strong> on <strong>12-10-2020, 19:51:18</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://data.whicdn.com/images/326888879/original.jpg)</div> <strong>A) Offer to build accommodations for the turtle that may make its stay a happier one</strong><br><br>Shanira is all for building the young giant massive gargantuan collassal turtle a home to make it's stay more comfortable. It's a good thing that turtles tend to be slow growing since imagining how big it would get is enough to make her shudder. If the turtle agrees to this, Shanira will likely rangle some recruits to help in the building. Community service is a part of training, after all!
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				Title: <strong>Re: [Hexville] The Docks</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elizabeth Ecsed</strong> on <strong>14-10-2020, 04:04:29</strong>
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				(A) Offer to build accommodations for the turtle that may make its stay a happier one)<br><br>Now that there was no risk of the turtle being hurt or other, less important things (or people) getting hurt, the mage took a moment to appreciate the wonder of the giant turtle. Slipping an arm around her lover, she smiled at Kieri, then the turtle. It was rare for the redhead to smile, but it lit up her face and enhanced her beauty. <br><br>"How amazing... What wonders this city holds! " Leaning down, she brushed her lips against the beautiful goblins. "Thank you, pact mate... You make all of this so much easier.." <br><br>Almost skipping, helper spirit orbs just behind her, she went to ask the turtle all sorts of questions about his diet and hobbies and needs, anything she could think of to make his stay in town more comfortable.
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				Title: <strong>Re: [Hexville] The Docks</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RedPhoenix</strong> on <strong>16-10-2020, 02:54:54</strong>
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				<strong>Tagging Alwyn</strong><br><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/csSvgou.jpg?1)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Jele <br><br>Jele meets Alwyn at their arranged time at the pier and happily produces an <em>especially delicious clam.</em><br><br>"These are extremely rare!" Jele reports happily. "Whoever gets to eat it will love it!" With a happy wave she dives into the water to keep looking for more helpful stuff.<br><br><em>Especially Delicious Clam added to Alwyn's inventory. It is a one use item, when fed to a minion group that group will roll 2d6 for their action that turn.</em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: [Hexville] The Docks</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RedPhoenix</strong> on <strong>16-10-2020, 03:18:15</strong>
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				<strong>Tagging Mother Freya, Niles the Nerdist!</strong><br><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/Sua1IZf.jpg?1)</div>The nerd squad, as Niles affectionately calls them, arrives at the docks with their noisemakers and their sexy outfits ready to PAR-TAY.<br><br>"HELLO HEXVILLE!" One yells, hands raised high, shimmying her hips as the crew exits a narrow alley into what they've been told is a popular gathering spot around a town well, "Are you ready to get down with the meanest, greenest stud this side of of the Bloodpeaks?" She strikes a pose as a series of exuberant noisemakers go off behind her. A series of joyful yells and proclamations of the greatness of Niles the Nerdist begin.<br><br>There is no answer. In fact, the place is eerily quiet, the tavern empty, the well bereft of water-bearers. A few wooden shudders creak in the wind in the sudden calm as the noisemakers go still. <br><br>"Hey uh, it seem a bit too quiet here?" One asks, pushing up the lenses on his face as he turns around. "Oh fuck."<br><br>Standing in the alleyway they just came out of is a hulking, dark-scaled lizardfolk who has a look on his face. The look of a hunter who has finally cornered prey. <br><br>"Get the - " one yells, but it's too late. Moving with lightning speed Saurus is on them, ripping, shredding, tearing, clawing. A few devices spark, a few try to fight, but they don't have a chance. The screams echo through the docks. <br><br>And then, there is only the sound of a carnivore gorging on a grisly meal. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: [Hexville] The Docks</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RedPhoenix</strong> on <strong>16-10-2020, 03:31:55</strong>
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				<strong>Tagging Shanira!</strong><br><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/Irmf5pA.jpg?1)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Sergeant Jacqueline Roux<br><br>While grisly deeds are afoot in one little corner of the docks, on the other side of the district the patrol of Jacqueline Roux is doing a fantastic job of keeping the area safe. Perhaps the combination of her steady presence, the horror at what might have happened if the lizardfolk had felt free to continue his rampage combines to make the people of the Docks much more beholden to law and order then they have been in months now. <br><br>As believers in civilization, Alwyn, Kieri, and Shanira gain followers as a result of this as do to a lesser extent Niles and Mother Freya. <br><br><em>Alwyn, Kieri, &amp; Shanira - +5 Influence<br>Mother Freya &amp; Niles the Nerdist - +2 Influence <br><br>If you wish to change the district Shanira is asking Jacqueline to patrol by posting here or telling me in PM!</em><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: [Hexville] The Docks</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RedPhoenix</strong> on <strong>16-10-2020, 03:44:21</strong>
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				<div align="center"><strong><em><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font">Random Event Part 3! <br>When the Customs House Got a Private Pool!</span></span></em></strong></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/XQYZ6FC.jpg)</div> <strong>Name:</strong> A Big Ol' Turtle with a Customs House on His Back <br><br>Alwyn, Kieri, and Shanira Treyan thankfully all speak with one voice and agree on a course of action. The Big Ol' Turtle must be made comfortable as possible. Coaxing him back to the Docks, they arrange for a section of the harbor to be freed of ships so that the big guy can happily wade in the nice cool water. A makeshift drawbridge is established that can let the Customs House workers scamper over to the building on his back and do their jobs as he sleeps, and a crew of locals is hired to make sure the turtle stays fed and happy, with imported fruits and vegetables offered to him to munch on, which he seems to enjoy.<br><br>It is not quite the ideal solution, but it seems to be getting the job done. Sure there is a lot more shaky writing on official paperwork, and sure a section of the harbor is now reserved for a giant turtle to swim around in, but that's certainly better than losing the entire custom house! <br><br><em>Alwyn, Kieri, and Shanira Treyan earn +10 influence in the Docks! This concludes the event!</em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: [Hexville] The Docks</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RedPhoenix</strong> on <strong>16-10-2020, 04:42:46</strong>
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				<strong><em>Week Nine</em></strong><br><br>The Docks are once again a hotbed of activity! Between giant turtles finding new homes, merfolk delivering clams, patrolling guards, and horrific slaughter, the Docks have found themselves once more the on the receiving end of great influence gains by the triple alliance, but also from a new alliance. Although Mother Freya has very limited say in the Docks, Shanira Treyan is practically worshipped here, ironically enough, and their new alliance is quickly contesting for control of this area in the same week that the triple alliance has recovered from the betrayal of Selevahn (who left his followers to Shanira!)<br><br>The Docks still find themselves with no true leader, as Chevis the Chic has enough influence here to ensure that neither alliance can take more than half of the territory in this district. Indeed it seems that only Morticia Scott has no pull whatsoever here of the active aspirants! <br><br>Will either alliance get enough power to take charge? Will Chevis' dark horse status get much brighter? Will the turtle decide to walk away again? What could possibly happen next!!<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: [Hexville] The Docks</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elizabeth Ecsed</strong> on <strong>21-10-2020, 21:40:18</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://pbs.twimg.com/media/EWE6P0qUMAQQMih.jpg)</div><br>Harpies, for some reason. Alwyn was long used to interacting with nonhuman species of all kinds. She had helped everyone she could well before joining the alliance to improve her beloved city. And now, unusual beings were coming out of the metaphorical woodworking to join her cause. <br><br>But even the mage was baffled when a tangle of harpies flew down to talk to her. After working her way through the insults, filthy language, and everyone talking over each other, she realized that the bird women were asking for help. Several consultations and grooming sessions later, the personal matter that was too delicate to be addressed directly was fixed, and Alwyn had a new group of followers. When bathed weekly, the price the mage charged for her help, the bird women didn't even smell all that bad. Well, you got used to it. Some of the Humans Whom... Species Are Neat women had already begun giving makeup tips. They were just like that.<br><br><hr><hr><br>Alwyn, once again in her swimsuity outfit, painted by her goblin allies and friends, Meiri and Neiri (Who had taken great delight in adding a giant turtle to the artwork, much to Alwyn's chagrin) sat across the table from Sergeant Jacqueline Roux. The mage had brought food, simple but well made, filling and nutritious. It would keep a busy guard on her feet all day. And of course the coffee was strong enough that Morticia the necromancer might be interested.<br><br>"Thank you for agreeing to meet me... I know this topic is hard. Shanira is a guard, after all. I understand the bonds that can create. You all work hard to keep a rather insane city safe from, well... Everything. Itself even. It's a weird place. Anyway." <br><br>Taking a deep breath, she adjusted her glasses and looked directly at her companion, someone allied to a woman she had been helped by and worked with before."I'm afraid Shanira has lost her way. Bringing order to the city is vital, but not at the expense of freedoms and especially lives. I regret that people chose to use violence on the docks in their struggle for control. Your peacekeeping work is invaluable, priceless. My alliance is committed to peaceful improvement of the city. We are building, creating, helping. <br><br>Shanira.... Unfortunately, I think she has allied herself with someone only interested in her own power. Freya preaches a good story, but what has she truly done to help anyone? Has she helped people and not expected devotion in return? Is she building a religion or a cult? A movement for the people or an army? "<br><br>Hesitating, she looked at her cup, frowning. "So shortly after the fighting on the docks, there was a massacre of Nile's people... There is evidence Saurus was the perpetrator... And there are strong hints&nbsp; he is attached to Freya. It can not be a coincidence that Saurus has attacked my helper orbs, so critical in the destruction of the grimoire, and murdered supporters of Niles. Saurus isn't canny enough to use violence for political means. Freya.... I wonder what she would do for power. What things she would balk at doing. <br><br>You know who we are. What we build... Homes for turtles, aqueducts, freedom from dark magic... Safety. Opportunity. Peace. <br><br>You can join us. Support something without reservation. No late night conversations with yourself about if you are on the right side. Help us build a better future for our city."<br><br>And the mage held out a slender hand.
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