Chapter 2 - Set, The City of Gods

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Sep 21, 2024 2:56 pm
Fingas' assessment of the situation was spot on. Not a single one of them even seemed to notice the goblin, much less even mention that he was there. Keeping quiet, he tags along.
OOC:
I've been having some really rough mental health for the past month or so. I'm not planning on dropping out of this game, but I may not be as active as I would normally be - or rather, I won't be trying to take the lead for a while. I will try to input as needed, but for now I just need to quietly follow along.
Sep 22, 2024 3:05 am
"Aye, aye! We’ll put you down for the seventh silver! We’ll get the rest! Call it a welcome gift!" the dwarf says, paying up the silver and assuming it will get back to him later from the goblin and the newcomer.
OOC:
Take your time, Book! Take it easy!
Sep 22, 2024 4:52 am
OOC:
No worries Book, take any time you need.
GM
The unspoken bows as she receives the payment. "Many thanks. Now, welcome to Set. How may I help you? Feel free to ask any questions for we unspoken also serve as tour guides as well. Might as well get your money's worth, right?" she smiles under her cropped brown hair.
Sep 22, 2024 11:29 am
OOC:
I’ve subtracted three silver from my sheet! Anyone else pitching in? Otherwise, I’ll subtract more!
"Spose you’ve heard about the Festival of the Maiden in the Moon and all that mess!" Hargrac says, waiting for the answer.

"Only we’re here on account of that! Don’t suppose you can give us the answers we seek, so we can go and get back on that piddling ship?"
Sep 23, 2024 1:01 pm
GM
...No, I have not heard. Where was this festival held?...Oh, I see. We don't get too many people from such...rural communities. But there was a similar situation here. All of the Sisters of the Moon vanished one night. Some tell stories similar to yours. We thought it was something only to do with this temple. If it is indeed happening all over Rûl..." she rubs her chin in concerned thought. "Well, it wouldn't be good is all I can say."
Sep 24, 2024 1:51 am
"No, I suppose it wouldn’t…" Hargrac says, agreeing with the obvious.

Seven silvers for that…

"Maybe you might show us to the Sisters’ temple. Only go a little slower, would you? I’m still getting my legs back!"
Sep 24, 2024 4:59 am
Mortemiar arched an eyebrow when he heard about Maiden of the Moon being mentioned. "What is this sisters of the moon you are talking about? Did something happen to the order?"
Sep 24, 2024 12:59 pm
"They all vanished," Fingas answers. "Every last one of those cunts. And we're trying to find out why. I've got a lot of my people back home who want to know what happened, and I'm going to find out. When they left, they spoke a prophecy, and that's what guides us."
OOC:
Fingas can show you the prophecy, he has it written down. You can read it in the "notes" spoiler at the top of my character sheet.
Sep 24, 2024 1:46 pm
The unspoken smiles. "That is a common ailment among those newly arrived by ship. I am sorry to say the temple you seek is on the opposite side of the city, in the Seven Towers district. Maybe a little exercise is the medicine you need? My name is Enimpi, by the way. I suppose we should be heading off then." She gives a nod once it seems everyone is ready and turns around with a swirl of her black robes and walks off.

The city is well divided but chaos within it. One can find black-frocked cultists of the New God arguing with peddlers of small gods on a street corner, while a hoary old druid wanders past, followed by a veritable menagerie of animals large and small. Devil worshipers brazenly advertise their devotion, while mad cultists of alien powers shriek and gibber from the rooftops, hoping to call forth their masters from the darkness between the stars. Everywhere you pass are shrines, offerings, masses, processions, and religious artworks. Enimpi is a wonderful guide and fills you in on each point of interest, pointing out historic buildings, telling dark and tragic tales behind a building here or statue there. But most importantly she navigates unmolested you through swarms of proselytizers, paraphernalia hawkers, hucksters, and street urchins.

As you depart the Seawatch district she points out All-Faiths Keep, which is the headquarters of the cities court of law and dungeons; Hall of the All-Father, a grey-and-red temple to Grimnir led by the jotun Snorri Gurdenson; and The Black Ship, a possibly abandoned galleon which has been docked for over a century after its captain, Sora Redhead, paid ten thousand gold crowns to secure that spot until she returned, which she and her crew never did.

Making your way north through the eastern portion of the city you pass through into Red Roofs, the middle-class and most "normal" district in the city, so named for the uniform red tiles that cover the rooftops of the buildings here. Red Roofs is a collection of residential houses and commercial storefronts. Pamela's Coffee House and the Bank are the most notable features in this otherwise unremarkable section.

Enimpi leads you through another large gateway in the stone wall into the Garden district. Your guide explains this used to be where the richest of Set lived, but eventually abandoned it as the "riffraff" began to populate the city. It has since been converted into the largest park in the Nine Cities, solely tended by priests of the Old Faith. Points of interest here are the Tree of the High One, a 75-foot tall black willow tree, and Ten Groves Point, a dozen standing stones in a circle surrounding a bronze spear driven point-first into the earth. Enimpi tells you of the legend that it was supposedly wielded by Gomrough Strongarm and the spear is called Bitterness. It is said to be awaiting the one worthy enough to wield it to pull it free, but none have yet succeeded.

And beyond the final gateway is your destination, Seven Towers.
OOC:
This is already a long post so I'll let you guys ask any questions or banter among yourselves for a bit.
Sep 24, 2024 7:58 pm
Mortemiar followed the party and Enimpi as they walked through the myriad districts and promenade of Set, eying the various buildings and locales as well the inhabitants and their bizarre cults. Without knowing he abruptly spoke out, "Fascinating, as a follower of the Old faith, I have never seen such a chaotic assemblage of cults and religions. I guess it is called City of the Gods afterall. So, how is the more eccentric cults handled? (he said eying the devil and alien worshippers) Are there any problems that arise from...I guess...conflict of notions?"

He tried to keep note of any Father Death temples which he planned to visit after the tour completion. "So, this situation regarding the sisterhood of Moon seems troubling. Have you all looked into it?"
Sep 25, 2024 7:55 am
"We found a book," Theodore says with a shrug. "Don't know how it'll help. Only time a book helped me, I threw it at a constable running after me. Ask the goblin. He's the brain of the operation."
Sep 25, 2024 10:10 am
Hargrac’s brow furrows and his mouth creases at the mention of those cunts. He had grown quite fond of the Sister he had known; seeing as how she had pulled him from orcish slave pits along with her armed men!

Hargraf is about to ask what the people of this city classed as food, when mention of the spear is made. As the others go about discussing the facts of the case, he mutters aloud to himself:

"Bet I could pull the thing free!"

It’s a boast and a challenge in one!
Sep 25, 2024 11:53 am
GM
Enimpi nods at Mortemiar's question. "This city is built on conflict. But hostility towards any religion is strictly forbidden. Grudging tolerance is the most common sentiment in Set. Not just because of the religions, although that's a large part, but also being the largest city in the Nine Cities, not everyone will get along. Any religions with a problem are free to speak their minds or bring any grievances to the autarch and the council of religious leaders, but that's all."

At Hargrac's boast, Enimpi covers her mouth and gives a small laugh. "Why not? I'm sure you're as worthy as any other." She looks up at the weapon once wielded by a jotun of antiquity that is twice as tall as Hargrac is and smiles wider. "I'm sure we can all take a moment to watch."
Sep 25, 2024 11:59 am
"No need to stop walking! I’ll have it out in a second, watch!" he boasts, as he settles in to wrestle the thing up and out of its place!
OOC:
Nat20HereICome!!

Rolls

Strength - (1d20+1)

(3) + 1 = 4

Sep 25, 2024 1:11 pm
"Haha! Don't strain your back!" Theodore calls out laughing. "Don't want to have to carry you the rest of the way."
Sep 25, 2024 1:20 pm
"Now just wait a second! I’m getting my legs, I said! I’ll have it free now in a minute! Ready?" he says, getting ready to heave for a second time!
Sep 25, 2024 2:12 pm
OOC:
Don't we have a priest? Give him a prayer boon! Roll a 6 and it's still a success! Of course, this is KCC we're talking about...
Sep 25, 2024 2:51 pm
Looking at the struggling Dwarf, Mortemiar stood with his hand crossed over his chest. "With each step of time your soul inches closer to the embrace of finality. I do not know what you believe in but your kind believes in their honoured ancestors; I bid Father of Death to look after your soul and inch it closer to blessed fate so that you may die without any regret when your time finally comes."
OOC:
Playing as Brok for such a longtime, I have forgotten that priest has prayer. Here take a boon @KCC
Last edited September 25, 2024 2:52 pm
Sep 25, 2024 3:03 pm
OOC:
Booooooon!

Rolls

1d6

(5) = 5

Sep 25, 2024 3:24 pm
Mortemiar looked up at the sky as a group of ravens flew out. "Looks like Father Death is not interested to aid your little venture here."
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