Mission Postings

After spending the morning installing a makeshift bounty board near the heath in the great hall, Tsira posts the first mission.

The note reads:

Yrsa approaches Tsira after the posting. "What are you willing to offer these slavers?" she asks of the dragonborn. "What goods or services can we trade that they can't get on their own?"

"I'll assume you are unaware of the vastness of Genera Empire due to your life on the sea. The Kamatayan is a desert while Genera is not. Lumber, metal, weapons, armor. None of those things are easy to come by in this land, but Genera is full of those resources. Whatever the slavers desire, we will be capable of supplying.

We are running a bare-bones operation right now, out shipments only contain enough resources for us to barely survive. I make one mistake, and we all starve. The capital won't send us more food, but my position as the military governor allows me to control what supplies we do get.

A shipment of quality armor is not worth much in Genera, but in the Kamatayan it could be worth a year's supply of food.

Does that help you understand, Miss Kraken?"

"Yes, m'lady," says Yrsa, remembering to curtsey. The corners of her mouth curl upward and she appears to wink with her eyepatch. "I will try to secure a favorable deal."

Hadari scoffs, his nose slightly upturned. "I will not consort with these... vermin. Use their money if you wish, but leave me out of it."

"I do not mean to eavesdrop but I couldn't help myself, my apologies if I have disrupted you're conversation"

The white Dragonborn walks into the room and stands next to the pirate, he lowers his head before looking at Tsira.

"I request that I go and be the mediator, this group is....a mixed bunch and from what I've seen so far, we need cooler heads to prevail, showing up to these slavers is risky enough but showing up with a small army, a small unpredictable army nonetheless is a death threat, not just to the ones making the deal but to everyone, every man and woman"

He looks towards the Pirate and shrugs slightly.

"No offence to you, I do not know you so this is not directly targeted at you or anyone out there but from first glances holding weapons I can see why people would suspect the worst is coming, you may be calm and collected people, each and everyone of you but these are not merchants, these are not people to take lightly"

Kalimonsore looks back to Tsira

"I know the side that these people work on, I know how to approach and speak to these people, the fact that we are going to them for a deal shows we have the weaker hand, they will sense and pray on that weakness, we need something more than them and like you said one mess up and we will be struggling beyond are means, people and yourself aren't just depending on this going right, it has to go right! I will make it go right!"

Kalimonsore took a deep breathe, he was passionate about making this situation work, he did not know who had been asked to go or volunteered to either, he was determined to go even raising his voice slighter at the end, one step out of line or one false move could collapse the deal, he wanted the burden to fall on him not on Tsira, he stood there his head bowed as he waited for a reply.

"Yes," says Yrsa dryly as her one good eye takes in the ceiling. "You certainly demonstrate a way with words."

"As of right now the roster consists of Magnus, Yrsa, and Kalimonsore. Regrettably, our cleric Hadari doesn't want to consort with the slavers."

She takes a drag on her pipe, and blows the smoke out of her snout.

"I appreciate Hadari's sentiments. During the mission, events might unfold that reveal other solutions to our problems. If the party I send returns with an equally effective solution, I won't have a problem with it."

Leilara shifts back and forth onto her heels, clearly thinking hard. After a while, she speaks cautiously. "I think I can handle this. It's not normally my thing but... I do want to learn about the area..." Then, a wide, reckless grin spreads across her face. "Besides, it might give me a chance to talk to a lot of people! I'll bet they all know something about the local arti... I mean, folklore!"

Shortly after meeting Nalu, Tsira posts a new mission on the board.

"HAR! Finally some action!"

"I shall help soothe the pixies with my music!"