Finding Marta

Ludo picked up his backpack and followed the guards out of the Court Room. Breathing a sigh of relief he turned to his companions. “I think we should get Feldard a sword as soon as possible, no doubt Golthar is aware of our presence and if he true to form he will try and make our lives as difficult as possible. I also think we should avoid that court at all costs, personally I think that Curate is as crooked as a dogs hind leg, and he was just looking for an excuse to throw us in the clink.

Hasan filed out of the court, as silently as he had stood within. The human justice was strange. In his own hard village, those who challenged the Quiet Way would have been sent into the forest, to return nevermore. This judge had imposed some crazy restriction against axes and bows, but not against a sword, whip or … well a pike for that matter. The elf left happily enough, and finally spoke, as the party assembled in the street outside the court. His tone was weary. “Let’s us flee this settlement and the rot that infests it! There is nothing for us here.”

“Agreed,” Stephan said to the elf prince. “Aside from long-held obligations,” Stephan referred to the task of delivering Nicolai’s ashes, “we really don’t need to tarry here. We’ve enough supplies to get us going. Let’s get out of this town. I’ve a bad feeling about this place.”

Feldard nodded his agreement to the overall sentiment. “Bah, buying a sword would be a waste of time. I just said that to make my point. Let’s just find this Marta and deliver Nicolai’s last wish.”

The group exited town hall. Standing in the plaza outside, they began to discuss their next steps. The town hall was at the south end of the plaza, and the Temple was to the west.

The dwarf glanced about and, spotting a group of youths, Feldard made his way over to them. “I’ve a coin for the one who can direct me to the dwelling of Marta, mother of Nicolai.”

“Sorry sir Dwarf, we’d love your coin, but we ain’t heard of her,” responded one of the boys.

In a town of 5000 folk and a large number of wayfarers, perhaps this would take some time.

“Stephen I agree with you, even though I have no way of knowing I feel that Golthar has a lot of friends in this town and we have none. This is a dangerous place for us, I felt safer in Xitaqa. I think that the Curate has been paid off, not the first time that the clergy have fallen to evil for personal gain. The sooner we leave and head north the better. I do need to restock some arrows, replenish some rations and gather some extra supplies. May I suggest we see to Nicolai’s ashes and fulfill our obligations, get the supplies and be gone from this town before nightfall. I do not want to remain in this town any longer.

Miklos had also remained silent during the exchange. He filed out with the others keeping a close eye on Maruc’s resolute face. When they were out of earshot he murmured. “So you hoped he’d help us then?”

“I sought to get the measure of him. I needed to know how bigoted he was,” Maruc’s smile broadened into his familiar grin. “And that my friend is alot less than I thought. He did not ask if one of us was a wizard. We are not incarcerated. We challenged him—a wise and powerful ruler in his one citadel and he was lordly and predictably haughty. But he was not evil, nor crooked he did not penalise us. He has no need to follow us, fore he can see that we are resolute and of noble heart. He was not troubled by us. We have a tacit sanction to pursue our errand but not to turn the city upside down in the process.”

“Hmm. Ok” Miklos said absently. “I don’t know about you lot but a night or two in a boat is enough to warrant a bed. We are all travel stained tried and irritable. If I was Nicolai’s mother, I would expect so respect from his companions, and that means being clean and fresh. And that means a good nights sleep in a quality Inn. No one knows where they are going. We need information about the road ahead and we need to ensure Golthar isn’t following us.”

On the way to the Town Hall, walking from the docks to the east, the group had passed quite a number of inns, most streets had at least one.



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9 responses to “Finding Marta

  1. 1:30pm, Lunadain, the 6th of Flaurmont, 1001AC
    Moderately cloudy, calm

    Maruc: 10xp
    Miklos: 10xp
    Feldard: 10xp+5xp
    Hasan: 10xp+5xp+10xp
    Stephan: 10xp+5xp
    Ludo: 10xp+10xp

    Maruc: 24,065/24000
    Miklos: 24,035/40000
    Feldard: 24,300/34000
    Hasan: 23,435/32000
    Stephan: 23,350/32000
    Ludo: 22,890/40,000

  2. Feldard

    The dwarf chuckled at the youths reply. “That may be so but I have no doubt you lads know this city better that most adults. This coin and its partner will go to the lad that can find this Marta, mother of Nicolai for me first. I’ll be waiting… ” Feldard glanced about a moment and then pointed to the nearest Inn, “there at that Inn.”

  3. Stephan

    Stephan followed Feldard’s gaze to the inn. “Da. Looks good to me.” He hefted his bag making ready to go but waiting on group consensus. “We can also ask inside about Marta. And look, they have some outdoor tables. Spring is in the air and we can watch for the lads’ return.”

  4. Hasan

    “Very well,” Hasan agreed, reluctantly. The elf watched as seven youth fanned out in different directions. He summoned the waiter, a slender, man who approached the group gingerly. “A flagon of your finest ale for the dwarf, who is king of the street children. Your coolest white grapewine for me. Right away, now!” The elf slouched in a chair and waited for the news to trickle back. It would be five hours until nightfall.

  5. Ludo

    Ludo watched as the group head into the inn, deciding that the day would be better spent getting supplies, he turned to Maruc, I am going to gather some supplies, arrows and such like, I will meet you one hour before dusk in the inn. I will also look for Nicolai’s family, perhaps Arthol the guardsman will know her, Nicolai was a rogue after all, his family might be known to the law in this town. I might head down to the Hook and Hatchet and do some investigating. with that comment he heads off into the crowd blending into the throng of people.

  6. Feldard

    Feldard watched as the kids scattered to their task, then followed the elf to the Inn, smiling as the elf knew him well enough to order an ale for him. Feldard sat down across from Hasan. He glanced about the room before settling his eyes on the slouching elf. “Don’t worry Hasan! I doubt we’ll be here more than a night or so, if that. I suspect Miklos already has notions as to where the quest leads next.”

  7. Ludo

    Ludo wandered around the market street, picking up the ocassional supplies as he came across them, after the riverboar fight he was in desperate need for some arrows and a few extra strongs for his bow would also come in handy. He felt quite safe as he explored the town centre, he doubted Golthar would try anything in broad daylight. As the afternoon wore on, he made his way to the Hook and Hatchet to see if Arthol had finished his shift. It was time to make some enquieries.

  8. Maruc

    Maruc nodded to Ludo. He followed the others into the tavern and ordered up an ale. He sat on t able with his back to the wall. If anyone was going to locate Marta with speed and subtly, Ludo would. He watch Miklos book rooms and eye’d the locals for suspicious actions.

  9. miklosdostevar

    Miklos passed a few coins to the barman and booked rooms for the night and a hot meal. “I am looking for the Filandov family. Have you heard of where abouts they live?” he asked.

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