[pnpgm] Game Update #39a - File #282 - Captain's Rules
pnpgm
pnpgm at comcast.net
Tue Jan 19 08:28:59 CET 2016
HT Aliaver/Player DS Character Name Type Status/N;;tes Sex
-- -----------------------------------------------------------------
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
W2R2.David Sanders.....HN..Kiet.Sunan........Acrobat Normal/Human ..Ma
R4.Wout Broere.......YY..Unali.............Ninja...Normal/Human ..Fe
R3 Panthera..............Pyandalgor........Hunter..Normal/Human....Ma
W3R4.Alex Koponen......YY..Z'leyra...........Healer..Normal/Human ..Fe
Animals: Corona [Eagle] Z'leyra
Game Web Site - http:/nrgcomputers.com/pbem/
Public posts/actions to pnpgm at list.powersandperils.org (mailing list)
Private emails (not public actions) to pnpgm at comcast.net
Game Update #39a sequence (file #282)
----------------------------------------------------------------
Admin Notes: None.
----------------------------------------------------------------
[Recap]
From Z'leyra: [Re: Actions]
Z'leyra knowing that Ticasi IS a peaceful place does not feel
put out by having to leave her weapons but would prefer to have
her staff for spell casting than have to use her wand. She
leaves her armor in her room at the inn and clothes herself in
some of her better dresses. She keeps her satchel and drum
with her.
She asks the innkeeper about where to reserve a room for a
lunch she hopes to invite some important people to. She gets
her best dress cleaned for wearing the next day. She also
arranges for Corona to get a fresh fish each day.
In the morning accompanied by any that wish to she will go to
make to reserve the suggested lunchroom then visit those
teachers of magic and of law that she was acquainted with and
not on bad terms with. She will invite them and an esteemed
colleague if they wished, for a long lunch the next day. She
will act as guide to party members to show the teaching
facilities of Ticasi.
She treats the party to a fine lunch after which she will stop
and visit her father's relatives (though they had referred to
her as ' that barbarian brat') to ask if any further
investigation into her father's death had occurred (and if so
what happened and no she was not looking to grab some
inheritance) and to show by her fine clothes and confident
bearing that she had not exactly done badly in the world. She
also stops by her healing friends and teachers to say hello.
She plans to be back for dinner at the inn.
GM: Ack.
From Arawn: [Re: Actions]
(Assuming I'm reading things correctly and Z'leyra is extending
the invitation to the party, Arawn is very much interested in
meeting with Z'leyra's former teachers...)
"It would be both and honor and a pleasure," Arawn said,
enthusiastically accepting Z'leyra's offer to join her for
lunch.
The prospect of meeting with her former mentors was one the
alfar did not wish to miss out on. For some time he had been
aware of the scholars of Ticasi, Z'leyra's stories serving to
further whet his appetite. Voracious of mind, the chance for
discovery, to explore the depths of knowledge present within
the city's walls and to speak at length with it's erudite
citizens, called to him like a siren's song. However long he
might have to explore Ticasi's myriad stock of lore his hope
was to return at some point to experience the city and further
his education.
GM: Ack.
From Arawn: [Re: Actions]
Public:
[Decalis 23rd .... 6:05 pm]
"What sort of exceptions?," Arawn asked, referring to the
ribbons given out at the Mendev Road garrison.
[OOC: If the guards are unable to give a complete list Arawn
would like to swing by the Mendev garrison to learn what
exceptions are acceptable, if time permits.]
GM: Ack.
From Fremea: [Re: Actions]
Fremea makes sure she has one dagger in her bag that no one
knows about, but puts the rest into the locker with everyone's
weapons. She knows from her training that she can still handle
herself without any weapons, it is just nicer to be away from
those hitting and cause damage.
Asking Z, "So, are Fea accepted here, or do I need to make...
Since this place seems to value magic, she will go with Kell to
see about getting a wand (just something to use till she makes
her own), having watched Z and Kiet use theirs to help with
casting. She will also check to see what kind of herbs are here
for sale.
Fremea will join with Z on anything she requires, but hopes
she will tell them what might be coming for her too, so that
she can keep a look out for anything.
GM: Ack.
From Z'leyra: [Re: Actions]
In response to Fremea Z'leyra says "Here is where I met ...
GM: Ack.
From David: [Re: Busy]
I'm sorry that I am also late...much going on for my
weekend... which starts Thursday nights here.
Also went to Masada and Dead Sea today...very awesome.
I'll write something for Kiet shortly.
GM: Ack. No need to be sorry it wasn't being upset at
all about being late. But when I get posts late
it delays things. This isn't personal to anyone
just how it goes. Typically I'd want posts by
Monday 6pm EST or Thursday 6pm. But in a perfect
wold I'd LOVE to have posts by Saturday afternoon
and Wednesday afternoon. This allows me to start
work on Saturday after work and Wednesday afternoon
which is my day off. Its not mandatory though just
helps and I know this pushes folks so not going
to complain! So your weekend starts on Thursday?
Wow. Different culture I guess. :) Those museums
or the actual places? I've always been curious on
Masada as a spy group if they are more 'open' over
there or like old '80s KGB as they were known but
kept behind doors. :)
From Kiet: [Re: Actions]
Kiet changes his mind and decides to store his armor, helm and
shield in his room. He chooses a private room for this stay.
Kiet does still plan to perform the magic he previously
submitted.
When Kiet hears of Z'leyras plans for the day, Kiet isn't
real excited. Here we have a new place to explore, and we
get invited to a lunch with a bunch of people we don't even
know. Kiet thinks of a clever way out of this.
"Z'leyra, meaning no disrespect, but I don't really feel up ...
Kiet wakes up well rested after sleeping in a place made for
sleeping. He stretches out and lounges a bit, all the while
thinking about the day before him. He decides on a course of
action, then dresses and heads downstairs to break the fast.
After his meal, Kiet inquires about getting one set of travel
clothes cleaned while he is away...the dirtier set. He makes
arrangements for that, then asks Z'leyra and the proprietor for
their suggestions on how to approach an expert on ancient
civilizations. Assuming they can help him, he follows that
direction.
Before Kiet leaves, he asks where he might find some parchment
and writing instruments. He purchases three sheets of parchment
and quickly sketches out the flag he has back in storage, as
well as anything he can remember about the uniforms. Perhaps
he shall be lucky and his items might be worth something to
these scholars.
Fortunately Kiet already has some Donaran coinage on him,
but he still tries to speak Salaqi as best he can.
Kiet will go into town, and the place of learning, and see
if he can find someone that recognizes either the flag or the
uniforms. He will only take the items normally on his person...
his bags of stuff, and his backpack remain at the inn. Kiet
suspects the flag sketch might be most likely to invite
interest, if any truly exists.
He also asks around to see if there are any shops around
that might sell jewels or gemstones. He is interested in
each. Should there be a shop for jewels and jewelry, he asks
about where he might get tools, and looks to buy gems to later
practice his skills. The quality matters little, just the
experience.
Other than that, Kiet plans to be back in time for dinner...
GM: Ack. Magic magic. I did that already right? I think
I sent a email on that. Ok. Yeah I did. Can't recall
now if I sent results to you. But its recorded and done.
How much to spend on the tools and gems? Any particular
gems or random ones?
------------------------------------------------------------
[New Stuff]
[Hills near Ticasi]
[Decalis 23rd, 1634TH]
[Ticasi City]
[Time: 5:40 pm]
Z'leyra introduces herself to the guards and one of
the guards whispers to another. Kell cocks his ears
hoping to hear but does not with the din of business
at the gate area.
Arawn cocks his own head and tries to also listen
in as well and after a few seconds turns back to watch
the folks entering the gate.
[Ticasi Vault]
[Time: 6:02 pm]
The party stores their gear inside the small stone
rented vault. But Z'leyra keeps her staff. This is
noticed by the bored guard. He approaches.
"That too ma'am. It is a weapon indeed."
Z'leyra re-explains it is a tool not a weapon. But
the guard stares at the staff where a very dry tiny blotch
of goblin blood is seen. "You will not be allowed into
the city unless you release the staff. You may leave the
city and sleep outside. But you will have to get permission
for any exception by the Council. Your option can leave
it or leave the city."
Kell perks up, "wands are not weapons you would agree?"
The guard turns to Kell, "in most cases from what I have
seen or heard no. One could probably take out a eye
but probably not be fatal as that." He points to the hard
staff. "We don't make the rules here the Council does.
All wizards are under the rules as well. Exceptions
mostly apply for students You would get that said exception
from your professor."
The guard bored by this places a hand on his sword
hilt and waits for Z'leyra. The boy who works here
backs away not wanting to be in the crossfire.
Kell continues, "if this is a weapon less society
why do guards have weapons?"
The second guard stares at Kell. "Seriously?"
The first guard speaks without taking his eyes off
Z'leyra. "We are peace keepers not the National Guard.
Now we could search your bags on your horses as we have
that right to do so and confiscate any weapons or items
deemed as weapons. You would remain here as we did
so. But I'm sure things will be settled here."
The guard in his 30s stares at Z'leyra with that
subtle threat. Z'leyra looks to the others who pleads
with their eyes not wanting things to be search or
taken. It could damage and mess up things including her
own items.
Z'leyra hopes she can get a exception and sighs. She
places the staff in the vault.
Fremea cringes at the possible heated moment until Z'leyra
relents. She 'forgot' her dagger in her bag and would not
want it searched.
[Ticasi street[
[Time: 6:05 pm]
Fuming Z'leyra exits the vault and glares at the
guards as she mounts up. Minutes in the city and she
is already shown bias. Nothing in this city seems to
have changed in two years. Maybe Arawn or Kell should've
been the one to lead the group to show their more civilized
manner. But she vows to show folks she has changed and
is far better than many in this city.
Kell watches the angry healer and rides close, "I'm sure
we can get that exception. Even so maybe a "donation"
could be given to get that exception. Even in this so called
center of class and education coin may rule out."
Arawn hears about the exceptions on the ribbons on the
guards and while at the garrison asks the clerk.
"What sort of exceptions?," Arawn asked, referring to
the ribbons given out at the Mendev Road garrison.
The bored clerk in his 20s looks up and sighs. "We have
two classes. Citizens and Visitors. Visitors are limited
to short term ribbons. These include traders, dignitaries,
farmers and tourists for example. Those ribbons like the ones
you have give limited access. Mostly school classes and
schools themselves are restricted. We don't want the students
to be distracted. Merchants and Farmers who are on a constant
basis of travel to and from here get medium term ribbons
that are months at a time. Ship crews get shorter ones
due to the fights they tend to get in. Even our citizens
are limited from some schools for security and safety. Some
schools could be dangerous to be around."
The clerk then pulls out a book and unfolds it to list all
of the situations and various ribbons. There some 112 exceptions
and situations it seems on the books. The guard shows the
book and assumes the Alfar can read especially since the city
has 90% of the population that can read.
Arawn scans the various lists and smiles at the guard. It
seems the Master Scholar is the only one who does not need
ribbons at all. Must be nice to be powerful.
[Guard Garrison]
[Time: 6:13 pm]
As the party obtains their short term ribbons, Z'leyra
ask the captain on duty about her staff.
The Captain in his 50s shrugs, "Council grants that
permission. It is actually rare for wizards to bring
staves inside the city. Some on the Council believe
all of Ticasi not just the city should have the same
rules. But we are a bit more lenient on the rules
outside the city. Smuggling is a big issue but otherwise
students don't need weapons."
Z'leyra turns away crossing her arms. She reads the
wall of bulletins on wanted criminals hoping to cool
down. She sees the Sea Star underground is still mostly
wanted from Salaqara. She does notice some documents
on the wall talking about a group freeing slaves but no
information is gained. There is no mention of Roerick
and his group which is great but now the group may be
on their watch list. Looks like there have been arrests
though Donara wide according to the wanted pictures
even some nobles who have been tied to criminal activity.
She wonders if Roerick and his group was involved there.
[Horse Ranch]
[Time: 6:25 pm]
Z'leyra checks her new horse. She had to replace the
old one which was just burnt out and exhausted. This
one seems in good shape. She talks to him so he will
not be concerned. She should see him in a couple of
days if all goes well.
[Full Moon Inn]
[Time: 6:36 pm]
Z'leyra asks where she might can get her best dress
cleaned.
The clerk looks up from his bag. "Many places in town.
When do you need it?"
Z'leyra tells her the day after for a lunch. The clerk
rubs his flabby chin. "Well tell you what. My aunt
does cleaning here with our sheets and such. I can get
the dress and cleaned tonight." He glances at the window
to judge time. "I could have it done by the morning."
The clerk continues, "we are trying to add a small house
to clean clothing in the rear but right now we need good
chain of supplies. Before we build it. So this would be
a good way to test things out."
Z'leyra asks if a boy can feed her Eagle a fish a day
for the next couple days.
The clerk looks a bit taken aback. He looks around then
realizes the bird must be outside. "I don't know. The
bird could harm the lad."
Z'leyra explains he is quite tame and friendly. The
boy might even be allowed to pet the bird. Once he
alerts Corona that is.
Finally the clerk nods, "I will ask my son to do so.
He likes those filthy ferrets things so a bird might
be fun for him. I can add the fish to your final bill.
It would be very little and cheap. Any particular
type of fish?"
Z'leyra explains he likes sea bass but normal fish
should be fine.
Kell perks up hearing about the ferret. If only he
had Squirt to show the boy.
Z'leyra asks the clerk if he knows where she can reserve
a lunch room for a gathering in 2 days.
The clerk considers the date. This time of year there is
usually a convention or two. But it is winter and should
be fine for rooms and space. "The Hard Oyster is a good
place. It is 4 blocks form here to the north. I can send
a boy to reserve it for 2 days. Say between 11 and 1 or
so. It is mostly a oyster bar but they do some fine steaks
imported from Xian. They have a rich cake that will fatten
up a person in seconds." He smiles and pats his above
average stomach.
[Dinner at Full Moon Inn Small Tavern]
[Time: 7:02 pm]
Z'leyra goes over her plans for the next two days. Some
are unsure if they have been invited to this lunch or not.
It is clear that she wants her best dress cleaned so as to
show others who she might be.
Kell looks over to Z'leyra, "a person is not what they
wear or have. It lo their spirit, their personality
and their skills. Their being. You should not have to
prove yourself to these people. In the last two years
you not them have saved the world from a Climan threat
of flying ships and danger to their own diplomats. You
have helped take out a threat to the entire middle world
by taking on the Vong. Who is who and what they have done
or will do is not important. I know you would love to
rub their nose in what you have done. But a true hero does
not gloat or exaggerate." Kell notices Arawn smiling at the
half-Elf. "A trader uses his skills to sell things but he
also sells himself. A merchant could show his wealth by
gold rings and necklaces but sell junk. Just something to
think about."
Arawn can't help but nod at Kell's comments. Then turns to
Z'leyra. "It would be both and honor and a pleasure," Arawn
said, enthusiastically accepting Z'leyra's offer to join her
for lunch.
Arawn finds this whole experience fascinating. Not only
to study Z'leyra here in her home territory but to study
the so called center of learning. Some have said Fomoria
has the better Navigator schools while some say Katai has
the better of history and culture schools. Even in Cerulean
they say they have the best military schools. But here
around the Sea of Tears this place is considered the heart
of education. Even in the Upper World it is known to send
out great scholars and people around the world.
Fremea asks Z, "So, are Fea accepted here, or do I need to
make sure I am hiding the whole time?" Hoping she can remove
her disguise and fly around.
Z'leyra considers the question. In Donara clearly they
are not welcome. A dead Fae would just be stepped over
in the street and ignored. But superstitious folks are
that way. Here folks are more learned and so accept even
the weirdest things. Even the so called scandal of the
botanist and the tree was weird but eventually forgotten.
She did meet Varange at times here but he was outside the
city in the light woods that serve as a forest. She recalls
that even friends of the Sidh were shunnned but not driven
out of town by hate. Course Varange was an official diplomat
for his people who his status was beyond approach. In many
circles he was just ignored and laughed at. But some schools
including military, history, metal crafting and even magic
seemed to accept him. If only for what the Sidh could give
them like ore from the Dwarves. But for Fremea? She would
probably be stared at but would not be threatened openly.
In response to Fremea, Z'leyra says, "Here is where I met and
studied Sidh magics with Varange and others. While a curiosity
the fae are not hunted here like in Donara, though I wouldn't
suggest showing up at the Donaran Resident's manor, at least
without both an invitation and sufficient friends to guard
against any 'misunderstandings'. There is a small wood west
of town where the Sidh meet."
Kiet drinks his wine and looks forward to his long bath once
this dinner is over. He saw the one who gives massage and
she is very well endowed in body and skills it seems. But
Kiet wonders how obvious one can be to enter a city where he
might even be wanted. What if they think she killed her
dad? A wrong accusation could be dangerous. Going to a lunch
with folks who could turn sour is not fun. While he would want
to protect the Healer he does have some plans of his own.
Kiet puts his wine glass down, "Z'leyra, meaning no
disrespect, but I don't really feel up to parties and such. I
don't have any of my fine clothes with me, just travel gear.
And, truthfully, I don't care for the styles here. I think
I shall pass. I do have some business of my own I would like
to pursue anyway. Thank you, however, for the kind invitation.
I do intend to be done with my business well before dinner and
I should be back for that."
Kell shrugs, "the lunch is in 2 days not tomorrow. You could
not get your things done by then?" A slight grin comes to his
face as he sees Kiet squirm. "So that's in 2 days I guess
you can join us tomorrow!"
[Inn Tavern after Dinner]
[Time: 8:12 pm]
Arawn sees the Bard finish his singing and speeches. He
stands and goes to join him. He offers the man a meal
and drinks.
"The tavern gives me that already for the work." The
Bard cleans his neck from some sweat with a rag.
Arawn offers to sit and talk. Bards are used to folks
wanting to talk. They like bartenders get the most of
all talkers. Give a Bard a few drinks and he would be
nothing but a bartender at times. The Bard agrees and
then heads to a table to get his food.
Arawn and the Bard begin to speak in a tongue that none
in the party knows.
[Tavern]
[Time: 9:25 pm]
With dinner well over folks begin to spread out or go
to rooms. Fremea asks if Kell would help her find a
wand tomorrow.
Kell nods, "I'm sure we can. We will do stuff with
Z'leyra tomorrow and then the next day before the big
lunch find you a wand."
Actions? Comments?
Next Update.....Next Email!
GM: We are already at 500 lines. So I'll divide this up
into two updates for ease of reading. So this will
be the night stuff. Next update the first day.
GM: City Expenses
Ranch - Horse feed per day - 8 BB per horse
Ranch - Open Corral per day- 1 CC per horse
Ranch - Warm Barn per day - 2 CC per horse
Vault - Initial Storage - 1 SC Donaran
Vault - Storage per day - 5 CC Donaran per day
Inn - Room - Common - 2 SC Donaran per night
Inn - Room - Private - 4 SC Donaran per night
Inn - Meals - 2 CC Donaran per meal
Inn - Spa/Bath - 1 CC per session
More information about the pnpgm
mailing list