[pnpgm] Game Update #107 - File #415 - Diplomatic Incidents
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HT Aliaver/Player DS Character Name Type Status/Notes Sex
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R1.John Haight.......HY..Arawn.............Druid .Normal/Alfar .. Ma
--.Tobie Bonahoom....YY..Fremea............Sidh....Normal/Faerry.. Fe
R3.Mark Murtha.......HN..Kell..............Trader..Normal/Human....Ma
R1.David Sanders.....HN..Kiet.Sunan........Acrobat Normal/Human ..Ma
R4.J H Hooten........YN..Raban.Usherwood...Bard....Normal/Human....Ma
W4.Wout Broere.......YY..Unali.............Ninja...Normal/Human ..Fe
R1 John.Stowman......YN..Will..............Hunter..Normal/Human....Ma
R4.Alex Koponen......YY..Z'leyra...........Healer..Normal/Human ..Fe
-- Npc...............YY..Etain.............Teacher.Normal/Elf......Ma
Animals: Corona [Eagle] Z'leyra, Squirt (Ferret) Kell, Wolf - Will
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[Recap]
From Fremea: [Re: Actions]
<Ok, been out of it a bit lately. Just too many things hit
at once. Something had to give way a little.>
Fremea quietly says that if they die, it won't matter much.
"We do need every scrap of info we can get, I am not
GM: Ack.
From Z'leyra: [Re: Actions]
Z'leyra is not fond of torture, though she knows that
sometimes it may be necessary. Thus she hopes to avoid by
using bluff then if needed, magic to convince the individual
to tell his secrets.
GM: Ack. Like I said last time you will have to get with Kiet
or Fremea or all to decide if magic, bluff or torture is to
be done. I can't decide it for you guys. So far based
on group views torture is assumed since you're the only
one to mention magic at this point.
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[New Stuff]
[Sepes 29th, 1634TH]
[Location: City of Samma, Donara]
[Kiet/Unali/Kell/Fremea/Raban Group]
[Time: 11:45:00 am - Samma city, Donara]
Fremea quietly says that if they die, it won't matter much.
Obviously Grosis is no longer a major part in the slave trade,
but he still has valuable intel that can help to destroy it, or
at least hinder it for a long time. This Mavac is the one that
pushed Grosis out of it, so he definitely has a lot of intel
that he is not wanting to give up. Now, she knows they can be
just killed out right, but it would be even better if they are
done in by the very organization that they work for. It will
look better all around and not lead to us being in the mix.
Though she never wanted to learn this type of tactic, it seems
that there is a use for it.
Fremea eyes the two men in the corner. Grosis is still
out but Mavac clearly showed sign of recognition and a
big enough sneer that both men aren't too friendly toward
each other. But the idea of using them and letting the very
people they work for kill them is just sweet justice. It would
be even better if the slaves did them in but one can't be
too picky.
"We do need every scrap of info we can get, I am not completely
sure out what questions to ask, as I was only pushed to kill
people, not extract info. The main thing is that we need to
learn who the bosses, or what resembles the bosses, of the
organization are. Then we can set it up to have Mavac destroyed
by and even killed by them. As for Grosis, he does not matter
anymore." Still very quietly, so that the prisoners don't hear
any of this.
"Kiet, as to your question of the torture, I have never really
been shy of it, it is just can remind me of my time having it
done to me. These ones do not deserve pity though and I really
don't think they care that much."
"It would be good to find out where they have any of their
actual wealth too. We could use that to create new factions and
send misinformation and misdirection to the different branches.
Along with get more for our own coffers of course." She smiles at
Kiet with that last one.
As Fremea finishes up Fremea, Kiet and Z'leyra turn to see
Mavac yelling.
"I will kill you! You slimy pig. You did this to me!"
Mavac is yelling at the now awaken Grosis who is looking
around to gauge what is going on.
[Time: 11:48:00 am - Samma city, Donara]
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[Arawn/Jordi's Tavern]
[Time: 12:15:10 pm - Samma city, Donara] - Arawn
Arawn felt mixed emotions over the gaffe, at once disconcerted
at the embarrassment brought upon the elves yet also annoyed at
the lack of open honesty. He understood the intrigues of court
and the politics of nations but it did not mean that he was a
fan, much less a supporter, of such games - he felt that such
things stood in the way of inner and spiritual truth. However,
in this particular case it was not his nature but his lack of
intimate knowledge regarding the aftermath of the Climan affair
proved the source of the current kerfuffle. The 'cat was out of
the bag', as he'd heard the mortals say, and he would have to
tread carefully for his words could prove a powerful lure or a
nasty obstacle towards an alliance.
Arawn suddenly feels a bit warm. Maybe the room I just
hot but he glances around for some water. Spots a empty
glass and some water jug. He pours himself some water and
collects his thoughts. He drinks and uses the time to check
as much of his Alfar abilities and training to read the
crowd in front of him. The Elves are stalling and eager to
hear Arawn speak. The Elf general it seems even flashed the
faintest smile on his face but a half second later it left
as quickly as it came. Could the general be enjoying this?
The humans are clearly startled by the news of this thing
called the air ships. But Arawn can also detect something else
that is just below the surface. He can't pinpoint it. Maybe
his lack of being around humans is the issue.
"The air ships...," Arawn echoed, followed by a deep breath
before a slow exhalation.
"I can't claim to know the details, that privilege belongs to
the small but elite group responsible. This team, a gathering of
races and backgrounds, were also those responsible for the
liberation of the ambassadors, some of whom may have also been
witness to the existence of the air ships," he said, his eyes
dancing across the table for a sign of hidden knowledge amongst
the humans. "But I am personally aware of this group and can say
that from their reports a small handful of air ships had been
successfully constructed and held in a secret base. Through their
efforts the base was decimated and the ships dealt with."
"Very, very few outside of this group would have known such
information as anything more than rumor. I don't imagine
discussing rumors and hearsay a normal part of negotiations or
a proper thing for hosts to do but as I know some of the
individuals involved I feel comfortable attesting to this
story. Perhaps that is why the gods have seen fit to guide me
here, to bring to light the gravity of the Climan threat and
allow everyone to realize the price that might come from ignoring
their power and peril."
Standing on the other side of the long table Jordi turns around
briefly and covers his mouth as if to sneeze. But Arawn can
see a glint of a smile as he turns. Arawn doesn't know why
but Jordi almost laughs at the word gravity. Since it seems
the Climans captured elemental creatures that had control of
the gravity force that lifted the ships aloft. Arawn turns
around and calms his facial features. Arawn gets the slightest
bit of annoyance at Jordi laughing at his expense. But then
it flies away as he also sees the humor in a demi-god making
mistakes.
Arawn hoped that his words would help pull any doubt away
from the elves and allow the weight to rest upon his shoulders.
"I imagine there's likely concern as to whether they can renew
this project but from what I understand they are no longer
capable of production. They are bereft of the rare resources to
recreate such vessels, such assets thankfully no longer able to
be found upon the face of this world."
Jordi shifts a bit at the word of resources. He eyes the humans
and hope this new mistake doesn't come back. If they question
these resources it could lead to nations searching for such
things for their own means. But Jordi is relieved to see little
reaction on the humans.
"But, personally, I would not sit and wait, I would not give
them more time to rebuild. Their fuel source is gone but I would
not wait to see if they should somehow find it again. If they're
allowed to keep this Fort, if they're allowed to accumulate wood,
then you allow them one-half of what's needed for them to raise
such a fleet again - no matter how unlikely that might seem to
be - or at least add to a navy that could become a juggernaut
upon the sea."
At this the Elves all nod slightly in agreement as does the
human from Xan. They all seem to agree on that point at least.
Arawn gave the assembly a moment to weigh his words. As he did
so he gauged both humans and elves, trying to get a sense for not
only their reaction but how his words should flow. Inside he
prayed for the eloquence of Nuada and Lugh and his mother's
insight that he shouldn't prove an obstacle towards the formation
of the alliance.
As he pauses he drinks some more water. The humans seem to be
stirred so far but they are so impassive it is hard to read.
Then Arawn hears the slightest bit of laughter. As Arawn's
eyes dart though none in the room seem to react. But it all
seems that one heard it? Arawn thought it might be laughter
from the tavern in the other room. but no wait it almost
sounded like laughter in his mind or maybe just a faint
whisper in his ear? Could that ghostly laugh be? Nah. He
shakes his head maybe its just his imagination not some unearthly
voice from some distance plane.
"Trying to form an air force is one thing but their kidnapping
of diplomats, forcing them to comply with Climan desires or risk
imprisonment, this is not only a slap in the face of countries
along the Sea of Tears it's a major threat to the stability of
every nation within Climan reach. Left unaddressed it sends the
Climans a message that they can do so with impunity again. I'm
of the opinion that their recent loss is something that would be
wise to capitalize on. They've lost a military force, resources
and a base while angering several powerful nations who surround
them. And as an island nation surrounded by those they've angered
they have nowhere to run. The Climans may lick their wounds now
but you know that it will only be a matter of time before they
strike. They once ruled a huge expanse and ever strive to regain
that glory. And when that time comes they will not only be
stronger but any of you could be the target, and without an
alliance, forced to stand alone against them."
At the words of kidnapping the diplomats all the humans nod
in agreement. The Gom diplomat smiles as well. The Bhamotin
diplomat sips some of his wine and raises an eyebrow. Of the
more others he may be the most civilized so understands this
threat just a bit better.
"Take this Fort, keep them from ever landing on fertile soil
again to deny them the wood they need and bit by bit they will
wither for lack of resources. Without wood, as each ship fails,
they will be unable to replace them."
At this the mix of elves and humans nod in random times and
shrugs as if they all agree but at varying parts of the last
bit of speech.
Arawn turned to face the representative from Bhamotin when
Farseeker's name was brought up.
"I've heard of him, a noble warrior, skilled and with powerful
connections. If he saw fit to speak with one of your nobles it
might well be that you have allies in this quest without
realizing it," Arawn thoughtfully commented before returning
focus to the main body.
The Bhamotin man nods and flicks a finger as if in reflex to
shooing a fly away. A gesture humans seem to do as if they
are deciding something.
"And if some of the countries, whether Marentia, as one of you
mentioned, or another, join in then information or supplies might
prove a boon. And if ships can be provided they do not need to
arrive in time to join the battle for such a force to be useful.
If nothing else they could patrol the waters on the other side
of Clima, acting as a distraction to pressure Clima into
splitting its attention and forces."
At this the group including Jordi all stare at the man who
seems to be neutral to this coalition. It is clear the group
has been urging the large nation to join. The Bhamotin man
just sips his wine more and raises a left shoulder. He nods
and smiles as if smiling at a kid who annoys a parent. Arawn
realizes this will be a long time to sway such things and
no time to deal with the fine points. But it is clear that
the man is considering it.
"The very fact that they were amassing such a force alongside
the kidnappings are a clear indicator that they were planning
to expand their power once again. I can also say that once they
do any one of your nations could be the first to be struck, in
fact those standing alone would pose the most tempting target.
Stand together and you will present a front the Climan's will
think twice about taking on."
The humans all do brief glances at each other as if to see
which nation would be first victor or victim. The Elves seem
to just stare at Arawn as if not to point fingers at some
particular human culture.
"I am not a proponent of violence, far from it, but I can see
the wisdom in preventing an aggressive force access to the
resources they need to inflict harm. And with continued effort I
can see and hope for the possibility of peaceful coexistence and
economic growth for all within this alliance."
Arawn ends and waits for some reaction. Seconds pass. Ten.
Thirty. A full minute. Arawn draws another sip of water and
shifts in his seat. A few more seconds and then one of the
humans laughs.
Arawn stares to see the Xan man grin and laughing. "Flying
ships. Climans can lie like the best of them. I hear those
witches can do great illusions."
The man from Gom seems to stare at the Xanese and then
grins. Turning back he looks at Arawn. "A stirring speech.
I commend you. I'm expecting the sales pitch next. But
seriously. I'm sure not all of us here are aware of these
things you speak of. To be honest most of us here," he
waves at the humans, "are second and third choices for our
nation. Some I can even assume are not endorsed fully
by their nation. Most see the Elves as noble beings who
talk of good and bad things. Never in between. It is always
the extremes with these guys." He grins but shows no
malice. "Let's face it but most humans would not join such
a thing unless it gives them something in return. Helping
the Elves to kill the fort or conquer it helps the Elves
mostly. Though as has been talked here the wood exports
to our nations would help. The details have to be ironed
out I'm sure." This gets all nods around. "There is
concern that if Clima fades who will replace them? The
Rogizini empire is the best guess. Could we be doing
something good for the future or making things worse?
This is a human thing that we fear the future. The
elves live so long that future is just the next thing
to them."
Jordi finally sits down and relaxes that the mishap
may have been dealt with. "A true nation sees to
their internal affairs first. But a nation who ignores
other people find themselves in trouble later. I'm
sure we can appreciate the words from this wise man."
he nods toward Arawn. "But now we must get to the details
at hand. The more time we waste it gets bad. The winter
is the time to attack since it will not be months before
they can regroup and realize what is going on."
"I think we could use a short recess before we get to the
work we started this morning." The Elf General speaks up.
This causes to nod and some stand.
[Time: 12:22:07 pm - Samma city, Donara] - Arawn
---Ending Time---
[Current time for each group]
[Time: 11:48:00 am - Samma city, Donara] - Fremea/Raban
[Time: 12:22:07 pm - Samma city, Donara] - Arawn
Actions? Comments?
Next Update...Friday...???
GM: A good place to stop for now. Arawn's post is long and
that gives a good read for now. Plus I'm running out
of time. If I don't get it out then it might be a day
or two later. Like with last update was delayed due
to lack of posts and time. Now I got some good posts.
As to this Friday I work Thursday so will not have much
time to work on it but a hour or two Wednesday. So
don't be surprised if can't get update out for Friday.
So stay tuned.
GM: Arawn - Good save. :) I didn't edit any of your stuff.
aside from He to your name for reading purposes. I
did add some of the stuff myself in between to fill
in some gaps. I was going to have a bit more reaction
from Jordi but time is an issue. I'll see if I can
add that next update.
Kiet - Who do you want to question first? Grosis is
the weak fat guy who probably won't last long. Mavac
may be trained and have some work to do. Grosis is
out of the game it seems but Mavac is not. Just
something to consider. No rush on reply if I get
no update out by Friday that gives you a week to
decide. But with your trip no rush if too busy
to reply.
GM: Tasks to do -
* Find mysterious Mage - Upcoming updates
* Sell loot if possible Upcoming Updates
GM: Teams -
Jordi's Inn - Arawn
Barn - Fremea, Raban, Kell, Kiet, Z'leyra
Inn - Etain, Will
GM: Loot -
2766 BB From Grosis's place divided up.
That is 307 BB or basically 3 Silver per person.
Remainder of 3 BB will say given to the beggar
Raban told to go raid his home.
GM: I seem to have skimmed Unali's post. I gathered the
following questions. I will add them here for my
own record keeping (so can answer later) and for Kiet
to ask if need be. Kiet you can add to it.
"Who are you. Where do you live. Who do you report to.
Who are your man. How did you get into the slave trade.
Where do you keep your slaves. When and how do they get
slaves. Who did you sell to. Where do you keep your records.
Where is your profits stashed."
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