07-04-2018, 06:16 AM
(This post was last modified: 07-04-2018, 06:23 AM by Magikeeper.)
The waiter nodded towards Darby, and then answered each of the hungry patrons in turn.
To Nathaniel, "Imported Beef will be a little more expensive, Monsieur, as the water mages keep it fresh from Casawek. Will that be alright? If not, I recommend the our Tomato-Garlic Stew with Chicken."
To Jebidiah, "Ah, I know just the thing! It's a favorite of no less than two barons."
To Heulen, "We do indeed. Three lightly seasoned roast chickens and three tankards of Sweetcomb Mead should hit the spot."
To Agnes, the waiter nods and notes "It will be done."
Finally, to Bruce "The usual, Monsieur?"
"That would be delightful, thank you." is the man's reply.
Javier suddenly woke with a start. "We've found Mademoiselle Arielle and her mercenary friend Mademoiselle Tirica."
Bruce practically jumped out of his seat. "There's hardly a need fo- no, no, it is quite urgent." He sits back down. "Please continue"
Javier nodded, picking up a slate and writing on it before the group.
'A: What is it, Bruce? Tell me Hadrian hasn't pulled yet another trick!'
"Not so, my lady. I've met with Monsieur Nathanial and it turns out he arrived with a suitable group."
'A: Truly!? Quick, tell me their names and affiliations. Hadrian's given us a list of everyone he's secretly hired over the years.'
Bruce shared the name of those present, and, if given, any affiliations they may have as well.
'A: They aren't on the list. I'd like to say this is a genuine miracle.. but, and I sincerely request you don't take any offense, this feels a little convenient? An almost complete team made up of completely unrelated individuals, showing up ready and willing at the same time while avoiding every pitfall? I simply must see them in person.'
"Well, as soon as we-"
'A: We've already flagged down a carriage, I'll meet you either at the inn or while on the road as you prefer.'
"That's really not-"
'A: If this fails I might never leave the city again. This is Hadrian we're talking about, I half expect him to keep me in a glass showing box.'
"What? Mademoiselle, he's a scoundrel but there are laws-"
'A: Tirica and I have papers detailing the competition, to the extent such information is available. It is.. disconcerting. Few of these names ring a bell or have ANY history of mercenary work prior to three weeks ago, yet they all seem to be quite powerful! Of the ones with lengthier histories.. something.. something seems off. I think they've been fabricated, but I can't imagine Hadrian wouldn't have a team that truly met his own restrictions. He's a filthy cur but I wouldn't be in such dire straights if he was a dumb one.'
Bruce turned pale at the audacity of a proper mademoiselle calling a fellow noble a filthy cur! The feeling passed, however. She was referring to Monsieur Hadrian, after all. Javier, for his part, didn't look like he had thought anything of it at all.
'T: The carriage is almost here, Arielle. We should give our saviors a chance to ask any quick questions before we set off to meet them in person."
To Nathaniel, "Imported Beef will be a little more expensive, Monsieur, as the water mages keep it fresh from Casawek. Will that be alright? If not, I recommend the our Tomato-Garlic Stew with Chicken."
To Jebidiah, "Ah, I know just the thing! It's a favorite of no less than two barons."
To Heulen, "We do indeed. Three lightly seasoned roast chickens and three tankards of Sweetcomb Mead should hit the spot."
To Agnes, the waiter nods and notes "It will be done."
Finally, to Bruce "The usual, Monsieur?"
"That would be delightful, thank you." is the man's reply.
Javier suddenly woke with a start. "We've found Mademoiselle Arielle and her mercenary friend Mademoiselle Tirica."
Bruce practically jumped out of his seat. "There's hardly a need fo- no, no, it is quite urgent." He sits back down. "Please continue"
Javier nodded, picking up a slate and writing on it before the group.
'A: What is it, Bruce? Tell me Hadrian hasn't pulled yet another trick!'
"Not so, my lady. I've met with Monsieur Nathanial and it turns out he arrived with a suitable group."
'A: Truly!? Quick, tell me their names and affiliations. Hadrian's given us a list of everyone he's secretly hired over the years.'
Bruce shared the name of those present, and, if given, any affiliations they may have as well.
'A: They aren't on the list. I'd like to say this is a genuine miracle.. but, and I sincerely request you don't take any offense, this feels a little convenient? An almost complete team made up of completely unrelated individuals, showing up ready and willing at the same time while avoiding every pitfall? I simply must see them in person.'
"Well, as soon as we-"
'A: We've already flagged down a carriage, I'll meet you either at the inn or while on the road as you prefer.'
"That's really not-"
'A: If this fails I might never leave the city again. This is Hadrian we're talking about, I half expect him to keep me in a glass showing box.'
"What? Mademoiselle, he's a scoundrel but there are laws-"
'A: Tirica and I have papers detailing the competition, to the extent such information is available. It is.. disconcerting. Few of these names ring a bell or have ANY history of mercenary work prior to three weeks ago, yet they all seem to be quite powerful! Of the ones with lengthier histories.. something.. something seems off. I think they've been fabricated, but I can't imagine Hadrian wouldn't have a team that truly met his own restrictions. He's a filthy cur but I wouldn't be in such dire straights if he was a dumb one.'
Bruce turned pale at the audacity of a proper mademoiselle calling a fellow noble a filthy cur! The feeling passed, however. She was referring to Monsieur Hadrian, after all. Javier, for his part, didn't look like he had thought anything of it at all.
'T: The carriage is almost here, Arielle. We should give our saviors a chance to ask any quick questions before we set off to meet them in person."