Episode 2

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DMJ

Apr 24, 2018 8:09 pm
The group of seven makes it onto the launch beach. There are a few questions from the monitors at the transportation point, but Ra u nak is able to paper over with the excuses.

Everyone boards up long river boats that ferry them away from the peninsula on which the Garden Palace sits, and back to the plaza ports in the heart of the city.

It was a long night. Everyone is tired and spent, either from being exposed to the smokes and incense of the upper chambers or from fighting and running in the lower hallways, or both.

The night sky is clear. The stars reflect down on the water. It is a beautiful summer night. The setting would be so serene and beautiful, if not for the backdrop of danger and deception that was just experienced.

https://dl.dropbox.com/s/wsh6l1zdn4ef04i/Gelshemish%20boat%20beach.jpg

https://dl.dropbox.com/s/inchcu2tij1z9jn/Gelshemish%20boat%20landing%20stairs.gif

DMJ

Apr 24, 2018 8:16 pm
OOC:
Yo, Players' Club. I've got to leave it there for the day. Please weigh in as you see fit. A lot of experiences by both sub-parties.

Next step tomorrow, I will type up the prep for the meeting, which it will be for the next day for the characters as well.

The first day of Shuvael, which is called Ruet.
The meeting is at the Moons of the Mountain Tea Shop. We know that.
We'll find out a little bit about Ruet and what the heck it means to be "in observance."
Apr 24, 2018 8:35 pm
Rubbing the back of his neck, Ivor turns to Kray. "Was it my imagination or did you fucking BURN my damn neck with your stinking spliff back there?"
Apr 24, 2018 9:20 pm
Kray hinted at a smile. "No thanks are required. You'd have done the same for me."
Apr 25, 2018 11:06 am
Ezeriah says:
Kray was business as usual when he met Bryn. "I trust you met with some kind of success?"
"We are not dead, if that’s what you mean by some kind of success." Bryn said biting off the last word with a slight snarl.

"I was ill-informed about the location of the lockbox and we will need to find out if Palla Ba can further our cause with what he might know."

With his frustration somewhile subsiding and as the group makes their way to the beach, Bryn tells Kray about the Golem "The Sar has some powerful magic at his disposal. We fought a large animated clay creature that almost flattened Trece. I think we need to be careful with how we deal with the Sar moving forward. How did you guys fare at the party?"
Last edited April 25, 2018 11:07 am

DMJ

Apr 25, 2018 12:51 pm
OOC:
interaction and RP can continue. through today I'm going to be posting updates as possible to build up the developments.
Once back at the main section of the city, the groups split up for the night.

Ra u nak and Trece return to the tea shop and their connected living quarters. Ra u nak treats Trece's wounds with soap, water followed by salves, bandages as necessary.

Bryn, Kray, Ivor, Thorn go back to Imin Bash's.

Sizhen makes his way back to his room at Shalamum's.

It is well after midnight by now. Everyone is beat and sleep comes quickly once everyone gets still.

End of Day.
Mechanics: Long Rest (counting it this way, although it is less than 8 hours. We're going with it).

DMJ

Apr 25, 2018 12:52 pm
It is not long though before servants are stirring through the houses and calling everyone to wake at the orders of the masters.

Ra u nak does let Trece rest later into the morning, but Trece gets up fairly early still to see Ra u nak already preparing the shop for the day. He is also setting up a small room in the back with tables and chairs. It is a private room that is not normally opened for use. Baqi and Jattab, the Bishtu workers, are back on the job as well.

Everyone is getting ready for the observances of Ruet, the first day of Shuvael.

There is no direct translation for Ruet in Zutaran nor Yuoric, but some native speakers explain it as being related to ideas of "repentance" or "regret with recommitment". Others say it is more like "sorrow" or "despair".

Kray and Thorn find that Gibon did make it back with Balanser and his team of attendants. But the translator is not so chatty as his usual demeanor. He seems to have been overtaken by the smoke and drink during the event, so this morning he is quite groggy and hung over. Magistrate Balanser and Manager Hasa are in the house but are not yet available to give more detail, but Gibon is accounted for now.

Amit is also available and has been attending to equipment and working with Balanser's and Bash's servants to secure observance garbs and masks for his employers. He brings these outfittings to Kray, Thorn, Ivor, Bryn. Maeriks already has his. Maeriks has been working closely with Magistrate Balanser's staff and has learned that on this day of Ruet everyone has to wear black robes and wraps and also wear a mask.

There will be a grand ceremony of sacrifice at the main square at the Palace District near the Temple.

Meanwhile, servants of Shalanum lay out black garbs and mask for Sizhen as well. Sizhen has had an understanding somewhat in advance that the first day of Shuvael is a day of religious observance for the religion of Goldna ad Dasnish. The day features sacrifices, public ritual and ceremony led by the Dasnishi, an adjustment on all market and labor allowances, and everyone in public dressed in gray and black robes, with solemn masks of clay, metal, or sack cloth hiding their faces.

DMJ

Apr 25, 2018 12:59 pm
Examples of the melancholy masks of Ruet. These are expected to be worn by anyone who goes out in public, along with the wearing of simple black or dark gray garments.

https://dl.dropbox.com/s/e4ke50r1o5z7yg7/mask%20ruet.jpg

https://dl.dropbox.com/s/6slmir2poq4xv34/mask%20ruet2.JPG

https://dl.dropbox.com/s/fvyg82dp7dbzmoj/mask%20ruet3.jpg

https://dl.dropbox.com/s/abah2blg6o0vvjk/mask%20ruet4.jpg

DMJ

Apr 25, 2018 1:12 pm
Shalanum meets with Sizhen and says that attendance to the First Observance is required. It will be held mid-morning at Baqqanum Square, there before the temple.

Master Shalanum asks Sizhen to be a part of his house procession for that. After the sacrifices are over, Sizhen can take his leave as he will. But Shalanum says that the day is a very sacred one for the Heshbaan people and the city. Sizhen must remain "in observance" throughout the day.
OOC:
That means you have to wear the draping robes and a mask of some sort, either clay, metal, or sack cloth.
And everyone in the city is expected to be indoors by sundown. No one is supposed to be on the streets nor in the fields nor on the river tonight unless they are Holy Gilded Armsmen or other approved servants of the Sar.

Shalanum knows that Sizhen has his own religion that is not the same as the people of Gelshemish, but he hopes it might be a day of self-reflection. He says too that Goldna ad Dasnish has right to judge all men who are in the city, even those who do not give sacrifice to him.

DMJ

Apr 25, 2018 1:17 pm
OOC:
Similar to above, ...
Hasa approaches the guests at the House of Imin Bash and delivers Honorable Balanser's request that all join in his procession to the temple, in full observance, to attend the Dasnishi Rituals of Ruet.

At midday, all can go about their own business, but everyone is expected to remain "in observance" throughout the day if they are traveling the city and no one has his blessing to be out in public after sunset and before next sunrise.

Hasa says little about religion, but is clear on the parameters of the expectations. He gives the rally point and time where everyone should gather to move to the temple for First Observance.
Apr 25, 2018 1:27 pm
Trece follows Ra u nak's lead and continues to clean and prepare the shop. Unlike normal mornings, the shop has no customers. Not even one. The door is shut and locked. The windows and balcony door shudders remain closed.

"It is important, Thirteen," Ra u nak says, "We do not go outside today until the sun is late in its route."

The old Seetan speaks seriously. "This day is an important one for the Heshbaan people and the city. Do not venture out unless directed, and even then only under proper cover."

He pours tea and stirs in some herbs. "Aha. Hoda." he says as he finishes the mix, looking satisfied. He hands the full tea cup to Trece on a saucer. "Drink, my boy. This is Lofty Rain, just what you might need to finish a mend."
Apr 25, 2018 9:09 pm
Trece nods at Ra u nak's instructions but is otherwise silent. When the tea is handed to him, he doesn't take it; instead making quick eye contact to acknowledge Ra u nak's presence
[ +- ] Zuturan

DMJ

Apr 25, 2018 9:53 pm
Kray, Maeriks, Ivor, Thorn, and Bryn suit up in the mask and robes and join the group led by Magistrate Balanser.

Sizhen accompanies the family and workers of Shalanum's merchant house.

Everyone makes way to Baqqaunum Square. All of the people of the city are dressed in the sad and eerie black robes and masks. The slow silent movement of droves and droves of people, all hidden behind either metal or plaster masks or heads covered in black sacks with stitching of frowns at the mouth - it is a rather shocking scene. Somber and woeful on a mass scale. The entire setting is completely transformed, a community alive and mobile, but appearing as ghosts or the dead lumbering about in the streets, all set on one purpose.

In front of the great temple, the Dasnishiat run animal sacrifices on one major raised platform and several others off to the side. The smell of burnt and cooking flesh fills the air. Columns of smoke rise from the full carcasses of burning pulls and rams.

https://dl.dropbox.com/s/3uimwtg7iw6wt60/burnt%20offering.jpg

Only the Dasnishi are unmasked. They are dressed in their full ceremonial garb as they manage the ceremonies and ritual chanting.

https://dl.dropbox.com/s/0een4t8th0k2snq/Heshbaan%20high%20priest.jpg

https://dl.dropbox.com/s/3ofnwxh0spg03s1/Heshbaan%20priests.jpg

DMJ

Apr 25, 2018 10:01 pm
Covered in the masks and robes, it becomes quite strange to remain so anonymous, and also be surrounded by so many others who are anonymous as well. The look of the crowd is block of sadness and silence. There is no individuality. No one's identity is known, except for the rare few who identified themselves to one another before departure, and even then it is a challenge to maintain clarity of who is who after an extended time of moving and standing in a large crowd that is constantly shifting and swelling.

The Dannein and Yuoric team manages to stay together, but it takes some effort.

After a couple of hours of silently watching and listening to the rituals, and after the entire crowd is splattered with small drops of blood cast from straw brushes, the sacrifices come to an end. Just as silently as it formed, the crowd turns and disperses gradually.

The flow of ghost-like droning walkers pours through the city, as if water seeping out through a draining system.

DMJ

Apr 25, 2018 10:06 pm
Upon return to their benefactors' respective compounds, the foreigners are greeted briefly by their sponsors.

Magistrate Balanser and Master Shalanum both warn their guests again the important of staying in observance throughout the day. They can patronize merchants who are open, but should not bother any merchants who are closed. They also should not consume too much hard drink today either; it is forbidden to be overtaken by wine and liquor today during Ruet.

And lastly, they should be indoors before sunset. Preferably here, but if not here then stay somewhere that can provide housing for the entire night.

DMJ

Apr 25, 2018 10:13 pm
OOC:
Alright, short pause for mechanics attention.

Meeting is coming up soon at the Mountains of the Moon, the Tea Shop of Ra u nak. Palla Ba and Lok are supposed to be there.

You are supposed to go "in observance" which means black robes and mask.

Make decisions now: what do you wear? what do you bring with you? how are you strapped?

Most items can be hidden beneath. Full big-ass backpacks might be a little weird. Same with shields maybe. There is no exact law about what is permitted and not, except for no bows and arrows. But you might predict that rolling around on religion day with polearms, long pikes, ballistas, dungeoneer pack, etc. might attract attention and questions. But you make the call.

We don't necessarily have to get up on the podium and announce a full equipment list or be disqualified or anything, but if you have some things that are rather theatrical or dramatic, be honest and self-report so that we can all have clarity of how everyone is packing and moving.
Apr 25, 2018 10:29 pm
"No more work, my friend," Ra u nak says with a smile. "If you have work, then now it is to drink and take rest." he chuckles and then adds, "...and to sit and talk with an old man."

He sits Thirteen down in the deserted shop and drinks a cup of Lofty Rain himself.

"Tell me. Have you heard of the Yellow City? The very first city ever built by the hands of men?...."

Ra u nak takes comfortable relaxing time to talk with Thirteen, telling him fascinating stories of Nuuth Seeta, the Purple Land, a realm like no other, a land of endless beauty and unmatched terror. And the people of the Yellow City who are by turns the wealthiest, most refined, and most educated people in all the world, yet at the same time capable of the most vile cruelties and unchecked depravities.

As Trece has been told before, it is the place from which his unknown parents surely hailed.
Apr 25, 2018 10:49 pm
Trece sits, cupping the tea with two hands but nay drinking from it. Ever so often during the story, he looks up from his hand to show Ra u nak, he is indeed listening. There is a heavy air of uncomfortableness surrounding him.

DMJ

Apr 26, 2018 1:31 pm
The Meeting at the Mountains of the Moon

Under the cover of the heavy black robes and bland masks of Ruet, the group makes its way through town to the Tea Shop, the Mountains of the Moon.

Ra u nak and Trece are there. There are only two other tables with customers: a group of three Sarcerans, and a pair of Doresh Mensha Heshbaan traders. Both groups have robes and masks hung on tall racks sitting next to their tables.

Sizhen arrives early and is escorted a back room, still wearing his observance cover.

The same for the rest of the team - the Yuorics and Danneins are taken back as a group, their identity never revealed until everyone is closed away in the secret meeting room in the back.

When everyone is out of their covers, attendees are:

Ra u nak
Palla Ba
Lok

Trece
Sizhen
Bryn
Ivor
Kray
Maeriks
Thorn
Apr 26, 2018 1:35 pm
After quick pleasantries, Palla Ba opens up the discussions.

"We meet along different lines, our higher purposes are varied, but under a wild storm of circumstance, I believe that our immediate goals align."

He puts down on the table an ancient gold coin. It is at least three times larger than any known modern coin. It has the visage of a king or a priest perhaps, a man with a tall hat. Certainly it is from an empire long past.

"An Archalasian olbol," Palla Ba says, identifying the coin. "It has enough gold to make nearly four shovals when melted and recast."

"These coins have now been found in possession of a few scattered men within the city. Their distribution may tell many stories, but one thing that is now certain: someone or something has gained access to treasure that has been hidden and locked away for at least eight centuries. And one should surmise that the value of this treasure trove is extraordinary, beyond the wealth of most enthroned kings in our time."

Palla Ba then takes out a rolled canvas and a smaller roll of paper. The canvas is unrolled and presented. It is an elaborate oil painting. An incredible work of art, though horrifying.

"An image painted by a madman, finished just before he took his own life. A man who was a genius, a titan of strength and wisdom, who became both a tyrant and a thrall. A work thought lost, it is the image painted by the ruined Sar Jehu Gedalyahum, the last of the Line of Adriyel. It was his vision of his secret master, the Devil Armaros, called grigor, The Watcher."

https://dl.dropbox.com/s/3nlqru624souml8/Armaros.jpg

As everyone looks at the masterful and dark painting, Palla Ba unrolls the rugged paper scroll, the final exhibit. It appears to be a very old map, a drawn floor plan of some large structure or series of tunnels.

"A map of the Cursed Palace of the Adriyelat Kings, which shows the sealed door that leads to the vaults of the Red Bastion of Midrad."

The old Seetan lets the items speak for themselves during a short pause, but then he summarizes what is surely his proposal:

"Either a single master or a cabal of dark sorcery dwells in the Cursed Palace, the abandoned home of the previous royal line who fell from grace and power nearly a century ago. A devil reigns there as a Secret King, and his realm is ever expanding. He hordes a treasure trove from an ancient era, and has set to use it for the ruin of all men in the city. If I could, I would league with thieves and killers, equip them with all of my knowledge and material that might be useful, and send them into the Den of the Devil, that they might ruin the Pit Fiend and his devices. For this, I would support their claim over a legendary wealth captured."

He looks around at all of the men assembled, his strange dilated eyes do not waver. "Many of you are wanted men after last night. The Korvaran General petitions Our Enlightened Sar for the capture of Lukrayides Lord Mercon and all of his retainers. If taken alive, you would be charged for murder and likely beheaded."

After another deliberate pause, " But I ask if we might instead plan a raid, assassination, theft, and escape. I seek the end of the Devil Iz Jeddriss. For this, all of the lost treasure of the Adriyelat Kings seems a reasonable price to pay."
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