Tavern Talk

Maruc had followed the others fairly absentmindedly. The prayer he ha said over the crumbling masonery in the tunnel had left him thougthful. Keen to follow the dwarf Maruc placed faith in his forthright manner. Feldard seemed to cope with the situation more readily than the others. they seemed more self possessed.

In the Inn Marcuc sat down heavily and ordered a strong ale. After todays exploits he deserved a rest so he raxed with an ale in the Rattlesnake while the others busyed themselves.

As he sank further into his seat he dwelt on the red hair of the poor girl and how it had eneded up in so many places?

“What could this mean?” he said aloud. Seeing the confused faces around him he explained himself further. “I mean I personally will investigate further to ascertain the truth.”

“Ascertain where friend Maruc? I have personally ensured we heve missed nothing of import. Still I will glady seek along with you.”

Saeth once again moved to her typical seat against the wall. Her eyes scanned the room. Quickly giving up on finding an individual in this mass of humanity, she looked at floor level, trying to identify the location of the rubbish pit beneath. The pit wouldn’t be in the main room though. Probably in the back behind the kitchen.

Nicolai made his way to the out house as an excuse to scout around the back of the inn.

Feldard also left the party’s table, but he chose to head to the bar and sought out the barkeep. “My good man, I seek a man named Skevlos. Was told he might put me in contact with someone to gain employment. Would he frequent this establishment? And is he here presently?” He sets on the bar one of the coins given him as retainer from Theosius. Seated high on one of the barstools, he glanced over the room looking for anything note – Skevlos, red hair, purple hoods.. anything to further solve this mystery.

Saeth kept half an eye on the dwarf as he strode to the bar. He wasn’t doing a half bad job, not for a humorless dwarf, but he’d need someone to help him out if things went wrong (or even if he just ended up drinking instead of querrying). Someone fleet of wit and foot, more like Lanovar of the Silver Bow than the hero of Rothgar Threehammers and the Queen of Dragons.

“Skevlos?” the bartender thought to himself for a moment. “I’d like to help you friend, but that name is not familiar to me.”

Meanwhile, Nicolai circled the perimeter around the inn, sticking to the shadows. Nothing appeared to be amiss. After searching for several minutes, he returned to the tavern area.

Perhaps, the tunnellers had broken into the refuse pit below by sheer accident and there was nothing sinister going on at the Rattlebone Inn afterall.

As the group sat at the table, they overheard gossip start to spread throughout the room. The news of the tunnels and the death of Lucia Vorloi quickly took over as the main topic of discussion amongst the patrons. They pick up bits and pieces of various conversations.

“The niece of the baron is slain! How could this happen.”

“Did you hear that she insulted the Torenescus? She rebuked Stephanos in front of the entire family!”

“Stephanos deserved it. He’s a pompous snob!”

“They’re all pompous snobs as far as I’m concerned!”

“First, the Torenescu disrupt the Festival of Lucor, and now are no doubt involved with murder. They think their wealth makes them above the law!”

Clearly, these new developments are upsetting to the citizenry.



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28 responses to “Tavern Talk

  1. Feldard (Dwf 1)

    Ordering an ale from the barkeep, Feldard questioned the man further. “Know you then where the dockworkers find their nightly relaxation?”

    He returned to his companions table, with ale in hand, picking up bits and pieces of the gossip going around. He shook his head with a sour look forestalling any questioning from them. Good thing, none had taken him up on his bet! He drowned his disappointment with a quaff of his ale.

  2. Saeth Tegau

    Saeth waited a moment, sipping her own mug, while the dwarf calmed himself. A calm dwarf was a good dwarf. Or a better dwarf, at any rate. After he’d gone through a second ale, she judged he’d cooled off somewhat.

    “I have no sense of the distances underground. With your tunneling… talents–” though the swordswoman saw any talent that required you to be underground as a curse– “have you enough grasp of the distances travelled to see where the pit would be? Behind the bar? In a back room?”

  3. Let me add this:

    Nicolai waited for his moment. The waitresses and barkeep were all occupied. He stealthily made his way to the rear kitchen area. He saw a kitchen worker open a hatch and dump some garbage. With his keen hearing, he could hear the foodstuffs and trash go into a chute and make a plop. The worker returned to other duties, so the youthful rogue made his way to have a look at the chute for himself.

    Opening the hatch, he couldn’t see very far into the darkness. The chute was fairly narrow, probably too difficult to pass through for anyone larger than a child.

    It appeared that left this avenue of investigation closed. It appeared the refuse pit’s presence in the tunnels was due to happenstance.

  4. Feldard (Dwf 1)

    Feldard considered the Elf’s words for a moment, glancing about mentally orientating himself within the tunnels. Then pointed towards the kitchen area. “The kitchen area.. though if I judge our newest friend Nicolai right, he’s already checking that out.”

    OOC: In which direction was the new tunnel being dug?

    “We need to find this Skevlos fellow. Perhaps down by the docks… ”
    He finished off his second ale and snorted, then looked towards the priest and the mage, “You are men of learning, so what make you of all this?”

  5. The tunnel that the rescued slaves were digging was going towards the west.

  6. Feldard (Dwf 1)

    As the two responded to his query, Feldard looked out the Inn’s small windows towards the west, wondering to himself what could be of interest to the Veiled Society in that direction? For that matter what was of interest at the Thanato house?

    He stroked his beard in thought, still listening but trying to puzzle the mystery out for himself. Puzzles were never his strength, but when confronted with one, Feldard was not of a mind to turn away or give up easily. There were answers to his questions, he just needed to recognize them as such.

  7. Feldard (Dwf 1)

    (ooc poke at me if I’m posting too often .. I’m just REALLY enjoying this : P )

  8. DM: Any chance of marking up the map of Specularum or the docks to show where the marked points on the map found in the tunnels were?

  9. Miklos (Mu 1)

    Miklos spread his map that he’d made of the tunnel network out on the tavern table. Thoughts tumbling through his mind.

    He turned to Maruc.

    “An interesting conspiracy is afoot here. We have the players; the Baron Fortunato Vorloi – Currently at sea and has been for weeks and a close ally of Duke Stefan. His slain daughter Lucia Vorloi – killed violently in her own house and tried to releveal her attackers with the letters BAD/BOA/RAD/RAO which could be Radu?”
    He took a sip of wine, “The Radu are a Traladarian family or clan are are embroilled with tensions that must include the Vorloi – if Lucia’s dieing words are to be believed.”

    “Then there are the Torenescu – why would they wish to make a point disrupting the Festival of Lucor? What connection does there lie in the discovery of the ring? Or is it a plant as Nicolai indicated?”

    “What are the motives of the Velied Society as you can see from my map and compare it with the map the Seath found there appears to be a conspiracy dating back weeks, indeed this times well with the departure of the Baron does it not?”

    “Theosuis, our benefactor is Thyatian as are the Vorloi, perhaps he might be able to enlighten us further on Thyatian politics?”

    Miklos mulled further on his thoughts. “What of the Butcher/Landlord Turano and his tenant dockworker Skevlos?”

    “Does the Landlord of the Rattlesnake know his chute leads to a tunnel network? Does he know that information may be being passed down through his waste disposal?” Hmm, Miklos tried to formulate some sort of pattern that linked all the evidence.

    “Lucia had red hair did she not?”

    “Did Nicolai mention another group – The Iron Ring? Slavers?”

    “Vorloi, Torenescu, Radu, Veiled Society, Lucia’s murder, Baron Vorloi at sea. Dispoiling the Festival. The Ring, The Dagger, Purple Robes.”

    “The Old quarter, why here?” Miklos stared at the map.

  10. Did someone make a copy of the map? You could always return tomorrow to the tunnels to talk to the Tribune (who has the map) and who will still be investigating the matter.

  11. Lucia had blonde hair. You guys have yet to encounter anyone with red hair.

  12. Maruc (Clr 1)

    Maruc listened patiently to the young Mage and allowed him to finish.

    “Ok here is a hypothosis:

    In an atempt to weaken the Duke the local Traladarian clans conspire to cause some sort of coup by planning to assassinate or capture his close ally the Baron. They formulate a new society called the Veiled Society to cover their tracks. They wait until the Baron departs on a long sea journey and they abduct slaves to dig a tunnel from a safe house – The guest house, to the Mansion of the Vorloi.”
    Maruc took a lond draught of ale, “They are not tunneling experts so they go amiss and break into cellars accidentally. Still they carry on. They succeed in locating the mansion but whilest investigating the mansion in order to plan their abduction or murder of the Baron they find out the mansion isn’t empty – they are discovered by Lucia. They have to get rid of her but she recognises her attackers from their looks or accents. She is stabbed to silence her but she manages to write a message and drag herself away so that her murderers do not realise what she has done.”

    “We happen upon them as they try to bury her corpse.”

    Maruc looked at the Mage as he thought about his theory.

  13. Miklos (Mu 1)

    “You assume that their ultimate target was the Duke himself? Via the Baron?”Miklos rasied an eyebrow.

  14. Maruc (Clr 1)

    ….cheekily stealing the DM’s comment.

    “Lucia had blond hair and the blood was dry that had the red hair in it so this speaks of another murder?”

  15. Miklos(Mu 1)

    “Also, why if they had already reached their goal would they continue digging?” Miklos downed another mouthful of wine. “No, we have only half a theory. What houses of interest lie west of the tunnel network?”

    “When is the Baron due to return? Perhaps this new tunnel was a ‘plan b’ after the murder of Lucia?”

  16. Maruc (Clr 1)

    “Master Feldard, there must be a huge amount of soil that has been excavated by all this tunneling – where on earth has it all gone? It must be obvious to anyone in the area the consant toing and froing of wheelbarrows?” Maruc said downing another mouthfull of ale.

  17. Miklos (Mu 1)

    “If I neede to get rid of a large amount of soil, I’d contract a building firm, these families have alot of connections you know.” Miklos added.

  18. Maruc (Clr 1)

    “Just a thought – Lucia could have been writting ‘Baron’?” Maruc stared darkly into his beer, he felt no nearer to the solution, but it helped take his mind off the deaths in the tunnel.

  19. Miklos (Mu 1)

    DM: Does Miklos know who Stephanos is? And please edit my first post refering to Lucia as the barons ‘daughter’ to ‘neice’ – thanks!

  20. Saeth Tegau

    “The removal of the dirt… it would have to be done through the house where they started, at least for a time. Later possibly up through the rubbish chute here as well, but none of the other cellars would suit the purpose. We should inquire around the butcher’s house, and ask Nicholai about it when he returns from his exploration.”

  21. Saeth Tegau

    “And… Correct me if I’m wrong, Master Dwarf, but I believe that side tunnel to have been started before the murder of Lucia–her body was practically still warm when we found it, and digging is slow business, especially as malnurished as those slaves were.

  22. Note – Fortunato Vorloi is not the baron, and likewise Lucia is not the baron’s daughter. Fortunato is one of the Baron’s cousins. Fortunato is away at sea as mentioned.

  23. Also, the red hair was found in the mask that was in the desk drawer at Turano’s guest house by one of the guards.
    The body was not warm.
    Careful Maruc, you have revealed a plot hole! I didn’t think about where the dirt was going. oops! Those evildoers are clever so I’m sure they had some sneaky way of doing it. haha

  24. Feldard (Dwf 1)

    Feldard brooded as he listened to others discuss the topic. He nods to the elf’s comment. “Yes, the tunnel to the west would have been worked on for some time. It is a shame we did not question the miners more fully, they might have overheard a name or been privy to where the tunnel was intended to head to.”
    He looks to Miklos “I’m not certain I agree with your suggestion that the cellars were breeched accidently. If that were the case, it would have been in their best interest to seal them off again rather than continuing the tunnels through. No these tunnels have been carved out over several years not just weeks. The oldest section is at the guest house..but according to the butcher Skevlos has only been there a year, which would suggest either he is merely taking advantage of the tunnel system that was already in place or that perhaps he isn’t involved at all and that the mask found at the guest house is yet another plant.” He scowled..”Aargh, all this guessing and second-guessing is giving me a headache!”

  25. Feldard (Dwf 1)

    (change mask to purple hood)

  26. Feldard (Dwf 1)

    (grr. and he looks to Maruc not Miklos.. sorry )

  27. Rattlebone Inn:
    Saeth: 10xp +10xp 1st Post
    Maruc: 10 xp
    Miklos: 10 xp
    Nicolai: 10xp +5xp 2nd Post +10xp DM choice
    Feldard: 10xp
    Saeth: 615/4000
    Maruc: 595/1500
    Miklos: 505/2500
    Nicolai: 440/1200
    Feldard: 385/2200

  28. OOC Hehe I know this is way to late and may be covered later on but I don’t want to have to back track. As to where all the dirt went, The next day after starting off fresh the group surveys the tunnles and discovers a few secret entrances to the sewers. It seams that the the dirt was carted into the sewers and down to the docks where they were dumped into the water.

    Or evidence of a dispacment spell is found near the center of each of the larger rooms.

    I would have gone with the sewers.

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