S7S: A Band of Rascals!
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				Title: <strong>S7S: A Band of Rascals!</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>01-06-2014, 18:27:00</strong>
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				Crail, the City of Seven Sours, is the great crossroads.&nbsp; All the nations under the dome of the sky, great or small, come here sooner or later, to get luxuries that are otherwise out of reach and to sell their own common resources that others find valuable.&nbsp; But of all coin known, the most precious is information, and so Crail is a hotbed of intrigue as well as a hub of trade.<br><br>This makes the risks of a visit from the fleet in being from a royal house in exile worth the trouble, at the cost of making life more interesting for the agents assigned to shore leave!<br><br>Tonight, a pair of such chosen men race across the Crailese skyline toward the Tower of Smoke, but a mere hop and step ahead of their pursuers...club-armed Barathian thugs in service to the House that seized their home island of Zorin fifteen years ago!&nbsp; That much you gathered from the badges upon their breasts before they began the chase.<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Duel</div><div class="spoiler_body">Go for cinematic broke!&nbsp; This is a Duel.&nbsp; You are being pursued by a pair of mook squads, one apiece.&nbsp; They are Good (+2) Barathi thugs, and there are five of them in each squad...so they get +4 to their attack and defense rolls in all.&nbsp; You may also use the Flashy Challenge mechanics if, instead of fighting, you wish to whittle down their numbers by some grand act of acrobatic derring-do!</div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: S7S: A Band of Rascals!</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MasterMischief</strong> on <strong>04-06-2014, 00:53:45</strong>
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				Dominique scurried across the tiles of a Crailese house.&nbsp; He risked a glance over his shoulder to judge the distance of the closing Barathians in hot pursuit.&nbsp; A smile painted itself across his face as he looked to his companion.&nbsp; "Considering our current situation, maybe it was unwise of you to point out that Princess Guntroda's nose is two sizes too large."&nbsp; The distraction cost the Koldun his footing and he slipped to one knee before regaining traction.&nbsp; The thugs gained several paces in the split second.&nbsp; Dominique closed his eyes and reached into the mind of the nearest Barathian.&nbsp; There he crafted an illusion moving the center point of the tiled roof exactly six inches to the left.<br><br>OOC Flashy Challenge using Expert Koldun [+4] and Basilisk tech to make the thug slip and slow their pursuit.&nbsp; Rolled 7 + 4 = 11 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=59136)
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				Post by: <strong>Zeth</strong> on <strong>04-06-2014, 02:47:06</strong>
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				Diego scurries along the roof tiles with Dominique of the Crailese house. "If I kept my mouth shut then we would not be enjoying a wonderful night time stroll now," retorts Diego. He glances over to see his comrade momentarily stumble, then use his arcane gift. The former swarthy pirate draws his rapier and says,"c'est la vie. We might as well give these chaps a sound thrashing. They obviously can't let us go. Even though half oof them snickered at my comment on Princess Guntroda's nose." He then attacks the men/minion squad NOT hit by Dominique's spell. <br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">Strong Attack Bonus Die From Raiper<br>At 2014-06-03 19:42:12, Diego Inigoson (uid: 46037) rolls: 3d6k2 Result: 9 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=59148)<br>At 2014-06-03 19:42:54, Diego Inigoson (uid: 46037) rolls: 2d6k1 Result: 5 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=59149)<br></div></div>
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				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>05-06-2014, 04:50:03</strong>
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				With a sharp cry, the first fellow in the loose line following Dominique finds the roof he thought sure to hold him slipping away and with a sharp cry of fear finds himself sliding toward the brink...and then over!&nbsp; His scream is cut off far too soon, though--no doubt he has landed on a balcony much closer than the hard cobblestones?&nbsp; Still, the rest now approach with greater caution and greater attention to their footing.<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Flashy Challenge</div><div class="spoiler_body">Mooks roll&nbsp; 1, 6 +4 = 11...and lose one member, since PCs win ties.&nbsp; One of them goes for a tumble, poor fellow.</div></div><br>At the same time, Diego has his hands full as the rascals, being ungentlemanly, do not bother trying to take him one at a time, but instead rush him en masse!&nbsp; He deftly skewers a few of them, but is left battered and bruised for his pains as they push mercilessly forward.&nbsp; Surely not even an unkind word about a woman's regrettable facial features is worth all this?&nbsp; But these are Barathi, known to extract an usurious amount for any revenge they pursue.<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Swordfight</div><div class="spoiler_body">Roll 5 Keep 3 Favoring Attack<br>Result: 2, 1, 2, 6, 2<br>6+2+4 = 12 vs 5...ouch!&nbsp; 7 Damage Ranks to Diego.<br>2+4 = 6 vs 9.&nbsp; Three of five mooks down!</div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: S7S: A Band of Rascals!</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MasterMischief</strong> on <strong>05-06-2014, 18:27:25</strong>
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				Dominique was certain Diego was toying with the unfortunate Barathian thugs. It was just the sort of ploy the former pirate would use: let it appear an opponent has the upper hand, then finish them with a single flourish. Now was not the time to be showing off. The insult had been bad enough, drawing unwanted attention to their presence and possibly compromising the entire mission. Dominique had hoped to slow or even stop the Barathians and avoid a confrontation. Now, they would <em>have</em> to fight.<br>&nbsp;<br>Dominique stood up easily balancing himself on the crest of the roof. His right, gloved hand slowly withdrew his rapier from its sheath while his left raised to his temple. Again, Dominique reached out his mind into that of another. He targeted the nearest thug and attempted to plant another illusion, this time of himself approaching closer to his opponent. He hoped the Barathian would swing at the illusion placing himself off balance as he met no resistance and opening himself up for a counterstrike.<br>&nbsp;<br>OOC 1d6 for Attack, 2d6 for Defense (playing it cagey) Expert Koldun +4, Good Quick with the Blades +2. I am posting from my phone which makes it a real pain to do dice and then copy and paste results and such. Would it be too much to ask you to roll for me, MadPanda?
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				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>06-06-2014, 05:58:54</strong>
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				<div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Rolling for Dom</div><div class="spoiler_body">Attack 2d Defense +6 to both<br>Result: 4, 4, 1<br>Attack: 4 + 6 is 10<br>Defense: 4, 1 +6 is 11</div></div><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Mook Squad</div><div class="spoiler_body">Mook squad favoring Attack +3 to both<br>Result: 2, 1, 5<br>5,2 +3 = 10...versus 11 is a miss.<br>1 + 3 = 4...versus 10 is six out of four remaining Barathian thugs falling down.</div></div><br>It works far better than Dominique has any right to expect, but then he is an Expert at his art, and these are not even properly trained ruffians and thugs!&nbsp; The first man swings wild, clearly believing himself to have the Zorinian koldun at a disadvantage...and his over-extension demonstrates why it is vitally important for multiple attackers to avoid bunching up when their opponent has steel at the ready.
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				Post by: <strong>Zeth</strong> on <strong>06-06-2014, 16:07:29</strong>
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				"I refuse to be outdone by a bunch of no name foot pads and look bad in front of my fellow guard!" shouts Diego. He then channels his gift of the Thunderbird! The swarthy former pirate lets out a blast of wind to knock the foes back and leap into the air like Neo from the Matrix. While air borne above his foes he draws his pistol and takes a shot at anyone still standing and not knocked off the roof by the lift off. Luckily, hee remembered to load his pistol before dinner.<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">OOC: Style dice Cashed in. Catch Your Second Breath.<br>At 2014-06-06 08:22:28, Diego Inigoson (uid: 46037) rolls: 1d6 Result: 4 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=59299)<br>Recovered both ranks of Guard, rank of Thunderbird, rank of Pirate.<br>At 2014-06-06 08:37:59, Diego Inigoson (uid: 46037) rolls: 2d6a+8 Result: 16 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=59300)<br>Attack<br>At 2014-06-06 08:38:28, Diego Inigoson (uid: 46037) rolls: 1d6k+7a+8 Result: 12 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=59301)<br>Defend</div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: S7S: A Band of Rascals!</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MasterMischief</strong> on <strong>08-06-2014, 16:42:43</strong>
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				Dominique grimaced at the gunshot which seemed to each throughout Crail.&nbsp; This distraction was taking too long and drawing far too much attention.<br><br>"Are you quite done, Diego?&nbsp; We have business to attend too."&nbsp; Dominique chided.&nbsp; The princess was somewhere in the city and they were no closer to finding out what she was doing here.&nbsp; Was she searching for a Kroyu artifact in the Windfall Desert?&nbsp; Was she trying to broker some alliance with the Zultanate?&nbsp; Or was she merely here to hire yet more mercenaries to bolster Barathi numbers?&nbsp; There were too many unknowns and their master needed information.
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				Title: <strong>Re: S7S: A Band of Rascals!</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>08-06-2014, 16:58:07</strong>
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				<div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Mooks</div><div class="spoiler_body">Comment: Full defense<br>Result: 4, 2, 1 +2 = 9<br>Attack of 2 vs 12 is not even close.<br>Defense of 9 vs Attack of 16 is one down Mook Squad.</div></div><br>Diego doesn't even need to draw his pistol as the sudden gust of wind from his recovered use of his Thunderbird talent is enough to send the club-armed mooks tumbling down to street level (or, as the case may be, to any balconies and awnings between rooftop and cobblestones).&nbsp; Getting a moment to catch his breath, as does Dominique, gives the pair a chance to reflect upon their briefing earlier in the evening.<br><br><em>Flashback!<br><br>The Admiral paces the deck behind his desk, arms clasped behind his back and his aged face in a grim mask of stoic courage.&nbsp; This would be more impressive if it weren't his default expression for all occasions.<br><br>"Word has reached me that the Barathians are trying to get a prisoner out of the Tower of Smoke...someone their beloved Markiz wants alive and in one piece.&nbsp; Apparently whoever this poor victim is, their pain and suffering is a personal matter for Markiz dy Lupini, and on general principles anything he desires, we ought to deny him."&nbsp; He pauses, tries on a smile for size.&nbsp; It doesn't suit him.&nbsp; "To that end, there's a party I want you both to attend.&nbsp; Our contact should be there, and from there you can go on your good-hearted rescue mission."<br><br>Cut to...<br><br>The party, of course, is one of those masquerades at which the costumes are but a flimsy excuse to pretend ignorance of other people's identities.&nbsp; The drinks are watered, the refreshments cut-rate...the merchant house supporting this has fallen on hard times, but appearances must be kept up.&nbsp; And the musicians should have practiced.<br><br>Things the Admiral left out of the briefing include, first, the general nature of your local contact.&nbsp; It's hard to find someone when you don't know who you're looking for!&nbsp; And second, the person of Princess Guntrode, who seems to have crashed the affair with her security detail.&nbsp; Granted, it's amusing to see Viridese mercenaries pretending to be rakes in masks, but why she of all people is at this bush league affair is anyone's guess.<br><br></em>
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				Post by: <strong>Zeth</strong> on <strong>10-06-2014, 01:20:47</strong>
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				"You make it sound like I enjoy this sort of thing Dom," replies Diego as he holsters his pistol. He looks over to the fallen mooks to see they are alive but incapacitated. "I belive we should get going while the going is good," states the ex-pirate. Then with a flourish of his cape he is off.<br><br>Flashback!<br><br><em>Diego like parties,but sadly this was not a party. It was a half hearted attempt at one that allowed Barathi's to fling insults and gather intelligence on each other. Just then Princess Guntrode crashed the affair with her masked rakes. "Don't tell me...she is the contact?" Diego asks Dominique in a hushed whisper.</em>
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				Post by: <strong>MasterMischief</strong> on <strong>13-06-2014, 03:27:08</strong>
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				"Well, I am sure how you could see how I would&nbsp; get that impression."&nbsp; Dominique replied grateful the encounter seemed well in hand.<br><br>"Agreed."&nbsp; The Koldun followed quickly after his companion.<br><br><hr><br><em>Masked balls.&nbsp; Dominique was convinced their sole design was directed at intrigue.&nbsp; A Barathi masked ball was sure to be doubly so.&nbsp; Still the mystery added to what would have been a boring assignment.&nbsp; Their last mission involved a dock tavern the Koldun was sure would collapse on top of them at any minute.&nbsp; And the ale?&nbsp; No man's constitution was meant to bare such a burden.<br><br>The occasion did give Dominique the opportunity to don some of his finery.&nbsp; Unfortunately for him, the Prince's exile had kept him busy on more important matters and his clothes were at least two seasons out of fashion.&nbsp; Dominique was more than a little self conscious of the smiles and twitters directed at him.<br><br>While mingling as best he could, he searched through the crowd trying to locate their contact.&nbsp; The information they had been given was vague at best.&nbsp; Of course, if it were an easy thing, Dominique and his companion, Diego would not have been sent.&nbsp; Dominique made his way closer to Diego.&nbsp; The former pirate was the first to spot who they thought was their contact.<br><br>"I must admit, I did not see <strong>that </strong>coming."</em>
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				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>14-06-2014, 16:59:37</strong>
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				<em><strong>That</strong>, specifically, was the brightly clad young woman in a domino-style mask, a street performer's peasant blouse and skirt, and a wide grin, who strode up to them and hooked her arms through both of theirs.<br><br>"Gentlemen!&nbsp; Welcome to Crail!"&nbsp; Her accent, all back-alley and underworld, seems as much an affectation as the mask.&nbsp; She pecks each of you on the cheek and says, much more quietly, "Long Live the Crown."<br><br>She leans back and giggles.<br><br>"But why haven't you gone to find our uncle?&nbsp; He's up in the Tower of Smoke, and the poor fellow has lost the key to his own door, so you will probably need to help him out a little.&nbsp; Won't that be fun?"</em>
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				Post by: <strong>Zeth</strong> on <strong>16-06-2014, 16:37:31</strong>
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				Diego, being a sly bastard he is, turns his head when she goes to kiss him on the cheek&nbsp; so their lips meet briefly. He then smiles to the charming new comer and says to Dom,"Shall we depart then? I'm not sure where the Tower of Smoke is, but I'm sure this lovely lady will&nbsp; show us."&nbsp; The ex-pirate wanted any excuse to ditch, to be honest. Maybe they could find some decent rum or wine along the way.
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				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>19-06-2014, 05:54:02</strong>
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				<em>"There is that," the Crailese woman laughed.&nbsp; "But I should warn you that some unwanted company is like to follow you.&nbsp; You see that woman there?"<br><br>She gestured to a slightly homely yet ornately dressed noblewoman across the room, surrounded by sycophants and flatterers.&nbsp; By the expression on her face, she was bored to tears by the whole business.<br><br>"She has long wanted to see our beloved uncle's head on a plate, and will like as not seize the least provocation to see to it that he meets an untimely end.&nbsp; She suspects you are here on his behalf...but then, as a Barathi, she suspects everyone and everything.&nbsp; It's why she's still alive."<br><br>Her grin grew.<br><br>"Now, as it turns out, the Falcons are quite understanding when a gentleman such as yourselves are forced by circumstance to defend themselves after an ill-considered jest is voiced unknowing within earshot of a hotheaded foreigner or two."</em>
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				Post by: <strong>MasterMischief</strong> on <strong>24-06-2014, 03:01:22</strong>
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				"You are not suggesting we start a brawl like common street thugs, are you?"&nbsp; Dominique queried with a smirk.&nbsp; "And here I thought we were disciplined royal guards.&nbsp; Glad that delusion was dispatched quickly."<br><br>"You will forgive my ignorance.&nbsp; How will that aid us in helping our uncle?"
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				Post by: <strong>Zeth</strong> on <strong>25-06-2014, 03:40:47</strong>
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				"Yes, my friend is right. I don't see how pointing out that woman's dress is last season, her suitor's look like ladies themselves, or that her nose is two sizes too large for her face will help us in our cause," Comments Diego. He then notices the party grind to a halt and become so silent you could hear a pin drop. He then looks around the room and finally the Barathi woman he just insulted offhandedly. "I believe I should be going now. Thank you for a lovely evening all,"&nbsp; says the royal knight and he tries to calmly head for an exit.
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				Post by: <strong>MasterMischief</strong> on <strong>26-06-2014, 00:06:19</strong>
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				Dominique was not sure if the dress was, in fact, last season.&nbsp; His own apparel had been the point of more than a few smirks and giggles.&nbsp; The off handed comment came a little too close for Dominique's comfort, but then it was Diego.&nbsp; His companion was spot on regarding the questionable gender of her 'suitors' and the woman's nose was entirely too large for her face.&nbsp; All of these comments could have easily been forgiven had Diego taken the precaution of keeping his voice down.&nbsp; Again, that was Diego.<br><br>Dominique cursed under his breath at the former pirate, but kept close in case any of the Barathi scum decided to make a scene at the party.
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				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>26-06-2014, 04:54:51</strong>
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				<em>Their contact's answer to Dom's question was simple:<br><br>"When chased, you run.&nbsp; And if perchance you happen to flee in the direction of the Tower of Smoke, the guards will be less likely to think you up to mischief.&nbsp; Especially if you then manage to get yourselves brought in for questioning...but not arrest.&nbsp; Surely a couple of bright and resilient young men such as yourselves can handle that?"<br><br>She slipped away, fan hiding her grin as the insults began...<br><br>And while the noblewoman in question glared daggers, and more that a few of the other partygoers looked on in alarmed amusement, nobody stopped them from exiting.<br><br>Instead, they were given a ten minute head start, possibly out of some sadistic impulse to make the matter more sporting, since otherwise five-to-one odds might seem overboard.<br><br>End flashback!</em><br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Style Awards</div><div class="spoiler_body">+1 Style to Diego for the insults, and +1 Style to Dom for doing his best to be chivalrously correct in the face of certain doom.</div></div><br>Which brings them here, panting and gasping, to the very shadow of the infamous Tower of Smoke, in which a purported uncle of theirs is being held for the time being.&nbsp; What that lovely contact <em>means</em>, of course, is that someone incarcerated therein would be highly useful to the Cause, if only they can be sprung from durance vile and convinced to help work the downfall of certain Barathian nobles.<br><br>Is Fate with you? For there is no sign of your approach being noticed, nor any alarm sounding, and certainly no more hue and cry than one might normally find...<br><br>Ah.<br><br>Look there, down at street level.&nbsp; A party of Falcons marches forth, escorting a hooded and manacled man between them.&nbsp; Perhaps he is the dubious relation you are meant to seek? <br><br>
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				Post by: <strong>Zeth</strong> on <strong>02-07-2014, 00:52:42</strong>
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				"Dom, you see the Falcons escorting that prisoner there? you think that is the 'Uncle' we must rescue? I&nbsp; could use my gift to perhaps lift him into the air but I doubt those Falcons would take to kindly to a pair of dashing rogues snatching their prisoner. You got any ideas my friend?" asked Diego spying the hooded man being led out of the tower by a party of Falcons. It would be a lucky break to rescue the target on the outside instead of busting in the tower. But how can they be sure it is the right man?
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				Post by: <strong>MasterMischief</strong> on <strong>02-07-2014, 03:51:50</strong>
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				Dominique hazards a peek over the edge of the roof between pants.&nbsp; He rather liked the odds.&nbsp; He sucked in a few more gulps of air before responding to his companion.<br><br>"Fortune be with us, it <strong>is</strong> our dearest uncle and our rescue is made so much the easier by simply dispatching a handful of foul.&nbsp; Should Fortune not be so generous, we find ourselves with authentic disguises with which to make our entry into the Tower easier and we free an unknown captive.&nbsp; Either way I see advantage to us.&nbsp; We might want to do this without gunplay this time.&nbsp; Best not let the Tower know something is amiss.&nbsp; Agreed?"&nbsp; Dominique turned a stern expression on Diego in contrast to his playful tone.
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				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>03-07-2014, 05:29:02</strong>
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				The Falcons number a baker's dozen in all, but their formation is loose and sloppy, with one on horseback and the other twelve in two loose groups of six....or perhaps three groups of four, given one party just ahead, one behind, and one clustering around the manacled prisoner.&nbsp; He, for one, is like to be no trouble for them at all in his current state.<br><br>And as luck would have it, there's a fair place for an ambuscade not too far ahead.&nbsp; The urban planning in the City of Seven Sours is haphazard at best, and this particular side street makes a sharp jag around an urban estate whose owner was too stubborn and too rich to be forced out of the way of anything so crass as the greater good of the Falcons.&nbsp; While it is not a great deal of room, it is enough...and for the brief span, the patrol will be out of sight of any watching from the Tower.<br><br>Assuming, that is, that our heroes dare to test their fortune in such violent fashion!
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				Post by: <strong>Zeth</strong> on <strong>07-07-2014, 02:40:48</strong>
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				"I agree, guns tend o lack finesse and this job requires finesse. Don't want to accidentally shoot our uncle, now do we?" Asked Diego. He then points to the side street that takes the patrol out of sight. "That is the best place to retrieve our uncle it seems. Fighting them might be a bad idea, I don't want to be FALCON PUNCHED! My gift allows me limited flight and lightning control. When they head to the side street, I could put on a&nbsp; distraction so they chase me and you use your gift to grab uncle in the confusion? You got many gifts isn't one running fast?"suggests the former pirate. He will kill when push comes to shove, but he prefers tto avoid it. Hence why he is a <strong>former</strong> pirate.
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				Post by: <strong>MasterMischief</strong> on <strong>09-07-2014, 15:26:29</strong>
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				"Even with a distraction, that bunch around their captive are likely to stay with him.&nbsp; There will be swordplay.&nbsp; The one on the horse is likely to actually know how to handle a sword too."&nbsp; Dominique cocks his head as the wheels turn within it.<br><br>"Do you suppose you could create a fog bank to give me some cover?&nbsp; I think I have a plan."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: S7S: A Band of Rascals!</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zeth</strong> on <strong>12-07-2014, 18:21:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Yes I can Dom. I brought a smoke bomb with me and can stoke it into an instant fog cloud. What is your plan then?" Diego asked his fellow royal guard. He shows Dom the smoke bomb in his pocket. It is truly an age of wonders people live in when such things can be made or bought. The dark haired hero gives&nbsp; Dominique a mischievous grin and says,"I tend to keep one around in case I must run away in a manly way."<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">OOC: 1Style Die Spent to change a minor fact. Diego has a smoke bomb.</div></div>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: S7S: A Band of Rascals!</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MasterMischief</strong> on <strong>16-07-2014, 03:21:29</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"I am going to alert our friend." Dominique tapped his temple with a finger.&nbsp; "Then drop a rope to him under the cover of your smoke bomb.&nbsp; Once he has secured the rope, I shall marshal my strength and lift him to the roof...hopefully silently enough that those poor birds will have no clue what happened once the smoke clears."<br><br>"I had originally thought we would have to fight...as I said...but speaking it aloud felt like a challenge to my wits."&nbsp; Dominique grinned.&nbsp; "I could not let that go unanswered.&nbsp; Even if it were I that issued the challenge.&nbsp; It simply would not do."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: S7S: A Band of Rascals!</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zeth</strong> on <strong>16-07-2014, 15:21:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Challenging yourself is good friend, but be wary of talking to yourself. It leads to some bizarre conversations." says Diego. He then gets into position and says,"Let's get dangerous!" Once Dominique gives him the signal, Diego lights the smoke bomb and drops it by the ground. A gray cloud appears much like&nbsp; fog. The royal guard uses the gift of the Thunderbird to coax the fog cloud to cover&nbsp; a larger area then it normally would. Thus giving our heroes a chance to grab the prisoner..well hopefully.<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">OOC: I rolled it like a normal challenge. <br>At 2014-07-16 08:12:29, Diego (uid: 46037) rolls: 2d6a+2 Result: 7 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=61411)</div></div>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: S7S: A Band of Rascals!</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MasterMischief</strong> on <strong>16-07-2014, 17:57:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Dominique reaches out his consciousness searching out the mind of the prisoner down below.&nbsp; -Be not afraid.&nbsp; We are attempting to free you from your captors.&nbsp; We are on the roofs above.&nbsp; When the smoke encircles you, I will lower a rope for you.&nbsp; Wrap it around yourself and hold fast.&nbsp; I shall hoist you up.&nbsp; Keep quiet so your guards do not hear.-<br><br>Dominique waits for the smoke to engulf the group, then drops one end of the rope for the prisoner.&nbsp; Dominique then uses his indomitable will to command his body.&nbsp; Muscles tense and strain as mind tells body to ignore pain.<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">1 + 2 + 4 = 7 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=61420) Trying to reach out to the prisoner.<br>5 + 3 (dropping the other 3) + 4 = 12 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=61421) Trying to hoist the prisoner up quickly and silently.<br><br>I screwed up the first roll.&nbsp; I thought mod was added once, but it is added to each die.&nbsp; Sorry about that, MadPanda.</div></div>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: S7S: A Band of Rascals!</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>17-07-2014, 05:03:44</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				While the smoke billows and attracts more than enough attention to distract the guards, it also puts them on alert that something is afoot!&nbsp; However, a rope from the rooftops above and the sudden sound of one of their own folding up when the man they're escorting spins himself up into the coils and then lashes out with both booted feet to land in the belly of one of their own...<br><br>That was definitely not expected!&nbsp; And so Dominique finds himself the newest friend of a man in desperate need of a sudden gain in altitude.<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Escape Artist</div><div class="spoiler_body">Result: 5, 5 Total: 10 +4 for <strong>14</strong>&nbsp; versus Guards' Result: 1, 4 Total: 5 +2 = <strong>7</strong></div></div>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: S7S: A Band of Rascals!</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zeth</strong> on <strong>19-07-2014, 05:26:37</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				&nbsp;Diego cursed to himself and drew his sword. He then rushed in the cover of smoke to&nbsp; give him the element of surprise and fight his way to 'Uncle'. By the gods, Diego would shove the man upward himself if he had to. Once the clash of steel began he said loudly in his best Barathi impression,"You can't win. We are Barathi bastards!" Hopefully after this stunt the guard will question the Barathi people while Diego and Dom do their business.<br><br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">Surprise Initiative!<br>All out AttackAt 2014-07-18 22:18:49, Diego Inigoson (uid: 46037) rolls: 3d6a+5 Result: 20 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=61548)</div></div>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: S7S: A Band of Rascals!</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MasterMischief</strong> on <strong>30-07-2014, 17:10:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Dominique focuses his mind to strengthen his body.&nbsp; He braces one foot against a lip in the roof and pulls with all of his might.&nbsp; Before this night, he never really understood why they always wore gloves.&nbsp; In all his clashes and training, the sword never blistered his hand.&nbsp; However, tonight, he was quite grateful for them.<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Roll</div><div class="spoiler_body">Dominique rolls: 2d6a+4 Result: 13 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=62150)&nbsp; Better than the last roll and without an extra die.</div></div>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: S7S: A Band of Rascals!</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>31-07-2014, 17:45:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Another 'oof' warns Diego that the prisoner, now well aloft of the fray, took out another of his foes...and so he merely has to face a couple, backed by their officer, who seems to be holding back to watch the fray!<br><br>In truth, the Falcons he faces, while swiftly and easily dispatched, land a number of good blows with their blades, and while Diego is still standing (and they are not) by the count of ten, he feels each and every sore wound!&nbsp; Worse, there is still the officer with whom to contend, and that worthy is clapping slowly, sarcastically.<br><br>"A valiant effort," the man says, his voice oily and smooth, the very etiquette on his lips chilling in a way that threat and bluster would not be.&nbsp; "Yet you are not Barathi...or at least do not use their usual style.&nbsp; May I ask your name, sirrah?&nbsp; The better to know what to have carved upon your memorial."<br><br>He draws his blade with a flourish and gives a mocking little bow.<br><br>"Duty demands that I stop you in your flight.&nbsp; Injuring a number of Falcons is a serious offense to our fair city!"<br><br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">Roll Result: MadPanda rolled: 5d6<br>Comment: Five mooks add four Attack 2 Defend 1<br>Result: 3, 6, 4, 6, 3,<br>Attack 14<br>Defend 10<br>Squad Wiped Out...Diego takes 9 ranks of damage in the process...</div></div>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: S7S: A Band of Rascals!</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zeth</strong> on <strong>02-08-2014, 07:07:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"My name?&nbsp; I am Gogandantess, the greatest swordsman of all demons," replied Diego. Of course the officer would know Diego was being a wise ass. The ex-pirate glanced over to 'Uncle' once the man was cleared Diego planned on spooking the horse with his gift then running away. His gaze returned to the swordsman then he spoke to buy more time,"I just single handedly bested your lads. What makes you think you will fare any better?"<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">At 2014-08-01 23:51:08, Diego Style (uid: 46037) rolls: 1d6 Result: 6 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=62344) Style to recover ranks.</div></div>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: S7S: A Band of Rascals!</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MasterMischief</strong> on <strong>10-08-2014, 15:04:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Dominique concentrates at the task at hand: hoisting the prison up as quickly as possible.&nbsp; The prisoner does his best to keep his feat to the wall and shoving off in unison with each powerful jerk.&nbsp; Unfortunately, the rhythm is inconsistent and the prisoner swings into the wall on his side more than a few time eliciting a grumble under his breath regarding vertical travel as a most inconvenient mode of transport for man.&nbsp; Despite its gracelessness, Dominique succeeds in lifting the prisoner from the streets below in mere seconds and soon the prisoner is standing on the second story roof next to the guardsman.&nbsp; Dominique quickly removes the hood and cuts any remaining bind loose.<br><br>"I apologize for the rough travel."&nbsp; Dominique says.&nbsp; "I thought speed more important at the time.&nbsp; Are you injured?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: S7S: A Band of Rascals!</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>10-08-2014, 18:23:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The prisoner's first words, his accent lying somewhere between Crailese and Barathian, are "I'm fine, thank you, and better to be away from Captain Tarek and his brute squad."<br><br>However, Dominique gets a moment of shock, because the man beneath the rough cloth bears a powerful likeness to a villain he and every other Zorinian would just as soon see dead of some embarrassing and painful ailment...this not exactly the dread Markiz Lupini, needing at least a haircut and a shave to come closer, but there's a family look about them.&nbsp; They are kin, to be sure, and if not than Vaoz Himself is playing a joke upon the world!<br><br>"Carlo Spideri, at your service," the man says with a hint of a rakish grin as he holds his Fetters up.&nbsp; "Any chance you've got the key to these?&nbsp; I'm not exactly a koldun, yet they seem to think I need these."<br><br>+ + +<br><br>The officer risks a glance upwards and a scowl crosses his handsome face for just a moment.<br><br>"And now you have stolen a highly ranked nobleman's property to boot!&nbsp; Be you the prince of demons or, more likely, a japesome layabout with pretensions of glory, I cannot simply let you depart.&nbsp; You bested my Falcons, which means you have some skill.&nbsp; Good.&nbsp; That will make this more interesting!&nbsp; Do you require another moment to rest yourself?&nbsp; I shall not have it said I did not extend you every proper courtesy, no matter your rank."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: S7S: A Band of Rascals!</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zeth</strong> on <strong>10-08-2014, 22:11:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Indeed you are a noble fighter who displays good form. But sadly demons like myself do not have such notions of gallantry," says Diego. While the officer was dismounted, the Pirate makes a break for it. He runs away and leaps. As he leaps he uses the gift of the Thunderbird to Propel him farther an onto a roof top where he continues to run.<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">At 2014-08-10 17:26:03, Diego Inigoson (uid: 46037) rolls: 2d6a+2 Result: 11 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=62728)</div></div>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: S7S: A Band of Rascals!</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MasterMischief</strong> on <strong>01-09-2014, 16:55:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Dominique's eyes grew wide as he looked at the enchanted manacles.&nbsp; It was not that he doubted he could free the man...given enough time.&nbsp; Unfortunately, time was not something they had in abundance just then.&nbsp; His eyes wandered down to the confrontation below where his fellow guardsman was quickly and tactically retreating.&nbsp; Dominique spotted the keys to the manacles on one of the guards below, not three feet from Carlo Spideri.<br><br>"Blast."&nbsp; Dominique cursed to himself.&nbsp; How was he to get the manacles without engaging the man <strong>and</strong> without Diego's assistance?<br><br>"Stay here."&nbsp; He whispered to the captive as he quickly tied one end of the rope he had just used to hoist the man up around a chimney.&nbsp; Dominique gripped the free end of the rope and launched himself off the roof and swung towards the downed guard and keys.<br><br>Summoning the Griffin within his mind again, Dominique focused his attention on the keys as he swung ever closer.<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Dominique rolls...</div><div class="spoiler_body">At 2014-09-01 09:54:21, Dominique (uid: 9061) rolls: 2d6a+4 Result: 9 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=63968) </div></div>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: S7S: A Band of Rascals!</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>06-09-2014, 19:45:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Diego</strong><br><br>"Have at you, coward!" is the cry from behind as Diego takes to his heels, followed a moment later by a none too quiet curse as the Falcon pursues him...and does fairly well for a man who rides a horse to the office every morning!&nbsp; For a moment Diego thinks he's lost the man, but then his hue and cry sounds again, much closer than expected, from a blind alleyway.&nbsp; The pirate is still ahead of the game, to be sure, but it's likely going to take a while to lose this fellow.<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">Falcon Officer, applying his Nationality Forte for the local knowledge bonus, also gets an 11...but PCs win ties!&nbsp; So Diego's advantage.</div></div><br><strong>Dominique</strong><br><br>Dominique is rewarded by the keys flying to his hand.&nbsp; Spideri's eyes narrow a little at this display.<br><br>"Not that I am inclined to question my good fortune at your aid, but are you merely Gifted or one of the Koldun?&nbsp; Having angered some of the latter at one point or another in my long and checkered career, you might understand my caution."&nbsp; He smiles weakly.&nbsp; "Ah.&nbsp; You are of Zorin, and this is some manner of cruel jest by Fate and Fortune, those rascally twins."<br><br>How'd he guess?<br><br>"Figures."&nbsp; His grin grows wider, giving him an almost boyish look of mischief.&nbsp; "Unlock me, friend, and in this matter I shall be your uttermost ally."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: S7S: A Band of Rascals!</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MasterMischief</strong> on <strong>06-09-2014, 21:05:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"To be honest, sir, we believed you to be another.&nbsp; Still, there is no mirth lost in causing trouble for Crailese guards."&nbsp; Dominique glanced down the street hoping to see Diego returning.&nbsp; His eyes returned to the fetters binding Spideri.&nbsp; Dominique produced the key and unlocked the bindings.<br><br>"As a matter of fact, I am a koldun, but as you have done nothing yet to offend me, I shall incline to you the benefit of the doubt.&nbsp; I trust you shall not make me regret it."&nbsp; Dominique smiled back with mischief in his own eyes.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: S7S: A Band of Rascals!</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>06-09-2014, 21:31:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"And I in part shall accept your love like love and ne'er spurn it where there is no cause," Spideri answers with a laugh.&nbsp; "Let us be off, or at least off this rooftop.&nbsp; We are too near the Tower of Smoke for my comfort, and your safety.&nbsp; Your confederate will join us anon, I hope?"<br><br>He stands and stretches.<br><br>"Ayy, me.&nbsp; They did not return the tools of my trade!&nbsp; Pesky Falcons.&nbsp; Well, no matter.&nbsp; I've made do with less.&nbsp; And at the least you are not some plain little bumpkin of a tomboy who shall claim I am her bodyguard to all who ask."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: S7S: A Band of Rascals!</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zeth</strong> on <strong>11-09-2014, 19:30:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				&nbsp;The difference between Diego the runner and the Guard pursuer was Vertical speed. Where Diego could simply leap on to a higher roof or structure the guard would have to climb up slower.&nbsp; This combined with the winding and complex lay out of the city let Diego lose the Falcon, but barely. Finally he joins Dominique and 'Uncle' on the roof top. "I assume this is 'uncle' then? Well Dom I admit he does look a little like you," Diego joked. He then turns serious and says,"We best head for the ship then. I am sick of these roof tops already to be honest."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: S7S: A Band of Rascals!</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>13-09-2014, 22:49:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I cannot argue with that," the released Barathi grins at Diego's suggestion.&nbsp; "Indeed, 'twould be most churlish to try!&nbsp; Lead on, gentlemen, and I shall follow.&nbsp; Be it ever so humble, I doubt your hospitality shall be as lacking as the Commandant's."<br><br>He keeps up with you on the way back to the ship easily enough, for all that his movements are a little stiff and hesitant at times--given the length of his presumed imprisonment, this is hardly a surprise.&nbsp; On the way he casually asks after the string of events that led to your presence in his vicinity, but hastily retreats from pressing for any specific details.<br><br>"I do not mean to pry after particulars," he explains.&nbsp; "Yet the twists and turns of Fortune and Fate are of interest, yes?"<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">Which is to say, you may decide how much or how little you tell him without having to recap the whole thread.&nbsp; &nbsp;;D</div></div><br>Finally, though, you reach the docks where you are met at the gangplank by the Admiral.<br><br>"And here you are at last.&nbsp; Who is this?"<br><br>The Barathian sketches a bow.<br><br>"Carlo Spideri, a late guest of the Commandant and at your service and disposal.&nbsp; I am grateful to these two for their aid and would repay it, an' it discomfort a certain Markiz Lupini of Barathia."<br><br>The Admiral looks to you two, and by his expression he wants something resembling an explanation.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: S7S: A Band of Rascals!</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MasterMischief</strong> on <strong>28-09-2014, 15:05:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"A funny thing happened on the way to the Tower."&nbsp; Dominique began.&nbsp; "Monsieur Spideri was being escorted against his will and we mistook him for someone else.&nbsp; It was a calculated gamble, as we considered even should we be mistaken about his personage, it would still cause embarrassment to the Crailese."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: S7S: A Band of Rascals!</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zeth</strong> on <strong>28-09-2014, 18:27:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Diego basically nods in agreement with Dominique. "What he said," said the ex pirate. Explaining himself to naval authority figures has never gone well for him in the past.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: S7S: A Band of Rascals!</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>07-10-2014, 05:10:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The Admiral gives Spideri another withering glance.<br><br>"You know the Markiz Lupini?"<br><br>"Certes, I know the man."&nbsp; For a moment, Carlo's eyes flash with something dangerous, and you are reminded that his people tend to take revenge very seriously indeed.<br><br>"Come aboard then, all of you.&nbsp; We cast off in the morning...for Colrona."<br><br>"Ah."&nbsp; Is that reluctance in your new friend's voice?&nbsp; "Bound for the Kingdom?"<br><br>"The Sultanate."<br><br>"Ah," Spideri repeats, slumping a little.&nbsp; "Well, again...I have been there just recently, on business of a discrete manner.&nbsp; You understand?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: S7S: A Band of Rascals!</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zeth</strong> on <strong>09-10-2014, 04:12:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Diego pipes up with a question, "Discreet business? Where you there to pilfer the&nbsp; church coffers or something? I'd like to&nbsp; know what complications&nbsp; I'm going to have to face if seen&nbsp; with you, 'uncle'."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: S7S: A Band of Rascals!</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>09-10-2014, 04:27:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Ah, well..."&nbsp; Carlo grins sheepishly.&nbsp; "Perhaps when we are underway?&nbsp; I have no desire to linger here in Agua Azul."<br><br>The Admiral gives him another withering glance, then nodded.<br><br>"Shall we adjourn to my cabin?"<br><br>"If it please you," the Barathi shrugs.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: S7S: A Band of Rascals!</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MasterMischief</strong> on <strong>11-10-2014, 14:51:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Dominique gives Diego a curious look, but does not hesitate long.&nbsp; He trusts the Admiral and expects all will be revealed shortly.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: S7S: A Band of Rascals!</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>25-10-2014, 23:34:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The Admiral wastes no time in escorting the three of you back to his cabin.&nbsp; Signaling Diego to fetch a bottle of wine and four glasses, and asking Dominique to bar the door, he seats himself behind his desk and pins the scruffy Barathi with his usual piercing gaze.<br><br>"Elaborate on your recent visit, then, if you would be so kind."<br><br>"Gladly," the man musters a wry smile.&nbsp; "I was tasked with contacting a certain learned scholar and purchasing a number of tomes from him.&nbsp; Our transaction was perfectly legal, I assure you, and we parted amiably...I with the books and he with the coin provided by my client.&nbsp; Unfortunately, while I was waiting to depart the Zultanate, certain long-past complications from my dissolute youth reared once more and I had to depart under less auspicious circumstances."&nbsp; He pauses, one corner of his mouth twitching.&nbsp; "I was less surprised than you might imagine to find myself arrested not an hour after my return to Agua Azul, but to be auctioned off to the highest bidder was a bit excessive."<br><br>"What manner of complication?"<br><br>"I bear a powerful likeness, do I not?&nbsp; A regrettable legacy.&nbsp; All too often a cuckold in his rage has mistaken me for the Markiz Lupini and sought to do a husband's duty.&nbsp; Or a father's.&nbsp; Or a brother's.&nbsp; I understand their anger, but do not care to pay the price for another man's sins.&nbsp; Thus and so, I was forced to kill a man.&nbsp; It was not the first time.&nbsp; It will hardly be the last."&nbsp; Carlo grins cynically.&nbsp; "And tales do grow in the telling.&nbsp; I imagine it will be spread about that I murdered that scholar after ravishing his wife and daughters.&nbsp; Difficult to do when the man has neither spouse nor children, and I attest I left him alive and well."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: S7S: A Band of Rascals!</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zeth</strong> on <strong>27-10-2014, 07:35:51</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				&nbsp;Normally, Diego would protest to being used as an errand boy. But these circumstances were NOT normal and he felt everyone could use a drink. The swarthy man fetches the wine and four glasses while listening to the Barathi tell his story.&nbsp; He handed a drink to the Admiral, their guest, then to Dom. With that done Diego knocks back a drink himself. He didn't say anything though. He knew better then to interrupt the Admiral during a conversation.
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