[IC] Graveyard Shift: Session 1

"I'd say we learned more about Vizerion compared to the thief. Man hasn't been robbed in years because of undead, but now someone comes along and steals from him after he's missing? We need to check out his house, bet he's got all kinds of...clues there."
"I'd agree somewhat, the thief may be third party related to someone like merchant based or another well off noble coveting Vizerion's land and/or deal with the church to me would be more likely a path to research versus a random thief trying to just loot.

Vandals access the dangers and risks just like everyone else, a few quick coins for most isn't worth getting killed by the undead over if you're not brazen it's not good business. Either he had something to do with the undead or he had a way to keep them in check... unless they're gone now then well... we'd need to look for illegal document and papers into illegal dark arts. Mind the tone Lady Nera, remember our actions and deeds not only reflect on our job at hand but also the reputation of Lady Argus. What we do in the grey must adhere to the job and the repercussions of said actions is something we need to gauge and shoulder the burden of and plus the strain it may cause in our relationship to Argus." he works out verbally before putting a pause in the discussion for a serious reminder of the rippling effect.

"I don't know what you're talking about." Nera answers in an oblivious naive tone, looking at something in the streets which conveniently catches her eye. "Do not worry Tronus, I do only what is necessary for survival, and right now what's necessary is my keep Lady Argus happy. If that means investigating a literal haunted mansion shrouded in blood and dark magicks so be it."

"I'll let Lady Nera summarize as well but the robbery wasn't done from people of the lower city I don't feel, they're dead set on staying away from the place since the last thief that tried some time back at stealing something there saw undead in the cemetery and went mad afterwards from what he saw before passing... So I don't think things are that random for the robbery. Although it's Lady Argus' case to deal with be mindful of seeing members the Moon Cutters."

"I suspect the Moon Cutters are playing a large part here. Was it revenge, a score, something else? I only can think of more questions, we need to investigate this place, see what we can dig up."

You don't have to wait long to pass through the Hill's Gate; the guards let you by with no trouble upon mention of Lady Argus's name. You drive the horses north along the Greyhaven road for about ten minutes, reaching a steady trot and feeling the breeze on the well-kept road. Eventually, you turn right on a dirt track heading east. Despite the worse condition of the trail, you make good time as you pass by a few fenced-in fields spotted with livestock and horses.As you pass a simple farmhouse--presumably belonging to the neighbor Barribelyn Bonebelly mentioned--a large, three-story, stone house comes into view, perched atop a hill. The horses come to a stop in front of the stone house. While the place looks sound, a few missing roof tiles and some broken glass in a window or two betray the neglect the place must have gone through in Vizeron Dribbage's absence. A sign reading "DRIBBAGE" hangs out front and squeaks in the wind. Just beyond, the headstones of the cemetery peek through the bushes.It doesn't take long before a slim, young woman with raven hair and eyes comes out to greet you. "You're here! I'm so relieved," she says, standing in a manner nobles are known to stand. "I hope you didn't have trouble finding the place. Please, please, come in. The place is still a mess, but I can fetch some tea and refreshments. I haven't had time to send for the servants in Tamalir yet, so you'll have to bear with me..."

"We learned that the burglary wasn't reported to the constabulary. We might want to ask about that. Also apparently there was an incident with Vizeron and the church. He used to be a priest there. We may want to follow up with the neighbors of the property to get more information about the burglary."

"Thank you lady Dribbage, that is very kind of you." Nekurr greets and smiles the Lady as she offers some tea. "The servants haven't arrived from Tamalir yet? It is surely impossible to manage such an estate for long without helping hands."

Tronus smiles and nods cordially before looking to Nera knowingly before looking around. He hops down with a grunt from the cart and then follows the Lady on her invitation scanning the area as he goes.

"I would also like tea." Nera nods politely to Lady Olaire, following after Tronus with light footsteps.

"I know, the place is a mess! Without the servants here, unpacking has just been a nightmare." Lady Dribbage waits for all of you to enter the house, but this takes some time due to the condition of the first room you come to. The room is a mess of open trunks, straw-filled crates, and stacks of personal effects. The noblewoman gestures to some velvet-covered divans and a couple of wooden chairs. "Please do sit down. I'm afraid I don't have enough chairs for everyone." Her cheeks flush red as she grimaces. "I will say that the crates aren't too uncomfortable if you don't shift around too much..." As you all scramble to find seats--or choose to remain standing--Olarie Dribbage moves toward a door that seems to lead to an equally cluttered kitchen. "I'll be back in a moment. Tea shouldn't take more than a couple minutes!"

You assume you probably have two or three minutes before the lady returns.

Mengus goes and runs around the room inspecting it

Nera sits criss-cross on the floor, looking around this room while Olaire is absent. "Hmmm, Mengus do be careful not to bonk your head looking under the table or sofa, it is rather unpleasant." She says in her up to no good sweet voice.

"don't worry Nera"

Tronus moves to crates possibly to sit on and inspects them looking to see their condition and how they were opened and he checks out a couple since he doesn't want to sit on something that will collapse under his weight.

"Milady, would you like some help with the tea?" Nekurr offer his help to Olarie as he hurries to open the kitchen door for her to pass.

Barvek sits on a crate near Tronus and says quietly to him, "Best leave the poking around to the younger folk."