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Topic: Destiny's Flight - A Serenity RPG
Subject: Put it together and what do you get? Well, nothing good
Catie raised her hands in a noncommital gesture. "I think it's safe to say that this particular situation is quite volatile. Evidence, however, does point to a particular scenario... and it is not a pretty one. We can say with a high degree of confidence that Lilliana is not being happily wed. As I recall, it will take a few days to get there. As time progresses, it's almost guaranteed that she will get more desperate, regardless of any action on our part. What that will result in, well, I couldn't say at this point."
Catie crossed her arms and frowned, "However, there is something that does not fit. Arranged marriages are one thing, putting aside their morality for the moment, but it's entirely another for people to intentionally try to cover it up."
She paused a moment to try to organize her thoughts on the matter, "We know, for a fact, that the so called wedding planner purposefully tried to occupy our Captain's time. Considering that, I believe it was Angela who mentioned that the two other men did not exhibit displays of trained personnel, it's possible that they were actually provided to try to do the same towards other members of the crew. I recall that it was Jon, Angela, Tess and JC at the negotiation, right? Consider the 'wedding planner', the two men, and the bodyguard as the people to correspond to that."
Catie's pace sped up as she went, perhaps a bit of an indication of an underlying nervousness regarding either the whole situation or the missing information, "Of course I'm reaching the limits of what is safe to conjecture based on this considerable lack of key pieces of information but I believe it is a possibility that should be considered. Worst case scenario doesn't look very good but then worst case scenarios aren't called 'worst' for no reason. Either way I believe we need more information in order to decide whether a non-interference policy though the best option from an entirely business perspective might be detrimental in the long term for all involved parties."
Catie took a breath, "Sorry... I tend to talk faster when I get a bit nervous. Something here just does not add up. I don't want it to bite us when we're not expecting it."
Yet for all that she said, Catie kept her main suspicion internalized. She didn't have any proof to support her instinct, and even if it was true, there were limits as to what they could do at this point.
Posted on 2014-03-31 at 14:22:11.
Edited on 2014-03-31 at 16:31:03 by Reralae
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Topic: Alder Vale Campaign Q/A
Subject: Meow
Hm, or is it 'chitter'?
Definitely isn't a 'squeak'...
Any ideas for squirrel onomatopoetic sounds?
(Yes, still around, even if being kind of crushed by homework) 
Posted on 2014-03-17 at 03:22:02.
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Topic: Destiny's Flight - A Serenity RPG
Subject: Poor Stephanie, that was a lot more fragmented than I had anticipated
((Catie does show her the note))
"NO!"
Catie jumped, visibly surprised. She had gotten through her mind wave, and now was wondering if there was something she did wrong. Stephanie looked rather confused so maybe it wasn't entirely coherent... that wouldn't surprise Catie. She had been known to be less than coherent during one of her mind waves.
"No you do not want to do that right now, maybe later but ... ummm... Grace is right now searching the luggage for any dangers or surprises and she has auto-locked all the passengers doors."
Catie blinked, "Isn't that a bit..."
Stephanie continued, "I know! But she has done this before and it has saved our life so trust me on this! If you go up there, they will quickly discover that. No, she is not going anywhere and neither is the Bodyguard. We need to show this to Jon and quickly. Come on, we will go find him and I can fill you in on the events that have occurred recently that may shed some light on this note."
Catie nodded, "Okay. There are other things going on as well then? Somehow, I am not surprised..."
She will go with Stephanie to see if they can locate the potentially elusive and apparently popular-with-the-help Jon.
Posted on 2014-03-09 at 19:18:36.
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Topic: Destiny's Flight - A Serenity RPG
Subject: Revelations or the lack thereof
"I got your note Catie. I take it you have met our Lady in White?"
Catie started to nod, but suddenly caught herself and stopped, "Maybe. I'm not sure what I saw. By that name, she fits the description..." She looked up, "White is a difficult colour."
((Presuming a bit of confusion))
"White doesn't occur very much. Even if you consider what is called white flour, it's not a pure white. Smoke would be an explanation, but to take that particular form and maintain it?" Catie jumps to her feet, her eyes gleaming, "Something I can't explain. It's really intriguing. But, putting aside everything about the 'what', the part that confuses me is 'why'. Why does she appear?"
((Presuming an incomplete answer, along the lines of appearing with warnings or sometimes just appearing))
Catie frowned, "When she appeared to me, she visibly looked worried. She was reaching her hand out, and I almost touched it, but she vanished. Maybe it was a suggestion for me to be particularly careful. I am trying to be, but the situation is not clear, and that lack of knowledge is potentially the most dangerous thing about this situation..."
((Presuming a question about what situation exactly))
Catie folded the fan with a flick of her wrist and crossed her arms, "I can't speak in the definitive, but for Lilianna to make contact with a complete stranger, to trust them more than the people around her, that is incredibly suspicious. The feelings I get from her, her emotions... they don't fit. There's something more to this situation than just needing a private escort. I know we're not supposed to make it our business, but I don't feel like I can just let it go."
((Presuming a 'There is definitely more' and a bit of a synopsis to bring Catie up to date with the others, as well as a 'what contact?'))
Catie blinked then scratched at her cheek, "Somehow... it starts making a bit of sense. Nothing definitive, yet... from the void, an outline of a picture." She shook her head, "Of course, I could be wrong. Anyway, it was a note that the girl passed to me. A note asking for help."
Catie looks Stephanie in the eyes, "If I had to guess... she doesn't willingly want this marriage. That's making a number of assumptions, however, and the only thing I can try to do right now is get more information to get to the bottom of this."
She rubbed her forehead, "Naturally, it might turn out to be that case where it's better not to know, and you can't un-know after you know, but I'd rather find out I'm wrong. Finding evidence to prove correctness or disprove falsehood is a scientist's job."
Catie put the fan away, "Thank you, I just felt like I needed to talk to someone. I'm going to make some tea and take the tray up to the guest quarters. Perhaps I'll find out if I can get some more information that way... providing the means by which to obtain more notes. If not, well, the tea should help calm her nerves a bit. That girl seems so frazzled."
Posted on 2014-03-05 at 20:53:10.
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Topic: Destiny Flight - QnA
Subject: Not directly related but...
Does anyone have tips when it comes to driving? I don't mean in the sense of the rules, those seem fairly basic or straightforward, but more in terms of things not written down in that small book.
I know the thought of driving actually makes me anxious, and that anxiety is the main reason why I've put off getting a license for so long (effectively I could have applied years ago).
As for a car... if it's big enough to carry the relevant people, and groceries when there are groceries, personally I don't perceive much of a difference between them... but that's me
Posted on 2014-03-04 at 14:39:23.
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Topic: Destiny Flight - QnA
Subject: In my mind...
Catie got rather enthused by the ghosts appearance. She hasn't ever seen one before so it is a mystery and one she wants to solve. Side benefit is Stephanie gets to bring her a bit more up to date too prior to her implementation of her note exchange plan 
Posted on 2014-03-03 at 17:36:35.
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Topic: Kingmaker Q&A
Subject: Paladin Charisma
Sorry to rain on the evil plan, but we all know TNT doesn't work underwater anyway (at least according to minecraft  )
Posted on 2014-03-02 at 09:25:15.
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Topic: Kingmaker Adventure Path 2.0
Subject: Fae to fae conversation? Maybe? Maybe figure out what our pranksters are.
[Backpost]
When Kyrie had knelt beside the fallen Jargon, she thought she was prepared to help stop the bleeding. Yet, as she had worked hastily, when she pressed the wounds to try to subdue the flow, the blood just kept leaking from the bandages. Something had been done wrong. What was it?
Before she had the opportunity to rectify her mistake, Miguel's energy poured into the fallen horse, and she quickly regained both breath and life. That was good, yet Kyrie couldn't help but feel that she should've been able to stabilize Jargon's wounds. The farmer didn't have too many marketable skills, yet her ability at farming and first aid were things she did feel proud of. If anything, it was just proof that she was still learning. Maybe only an apprentice nurse.
Afterwards, she didn't feel that she had too much to offer the older warrior in terms of encouragement or advice. Frodrick had shown before that he was more than capable of making decisions and stuck with them, and it felt weird trying to find something of that sort of nature to give to someone who had seen more years than her, when she was nearly the youngest in the group.
Kyrie did, however, doubly check on Jargon's health later on, to make sure there didn't appear to be any malign side effects of the water.
* * *
"Blasted weeds." Kyrie's eyes narrowed as she looked back at the shambler chasing the wagon, even as Zeran steered them away. A curious reaction for Kyrie, given her nature, but in her mind, this was round two, and this time, she was (at least a bit) stronger. She drew her shield at the ready, trying to keep herself steady with the wagon's movement. Yet, there was something a bit off about the whole thing. In the first encounter, the shambler had grabbed the wagon. This one made no move to do so. It was just pursuing.
So preoccupied facing the back, trying to keep an eye out for the shamblers or where they might strike from, Kyrie was nearly thrown out when the wagon suddenly turned and they crashed into the riverbank.
If that wasn't enough, the shambler had caught up to them. Heart pounding in her ears, Kyrie raised her shield defiantly, only for the shambler to pass through the entire group. The ringing laughter afterwards brought her hand to meet her forehead.
Yet, it turned out, the situation was different, being as it wasn't just them and their mischievous pursuers.
“Oi!” A female voice cried out from behind them—their behind of course now being steadfastly pointed into rather than away from the river.
“Just what do you think yer doin' coming in here and making a ruckus in my river?!” Floating a short ways upstream was a small creature, humanoid in form, but with green skin and dark green hair. She couldn't have been more than four foot tall, even with most of her body distorted under the water, and she did not look pleased with what she saw.
Miguel's eyes widened. “Hey, d'you know what that is? She's a nixie—a type of fey that live in the water. They usually prefer to live far away from humanoid settlements”
The nixie was not impressed. “Well isn't that just great? Do you think it's any wonder why, ya big mud monkeys!” She flapped a webbed hand at the wagon in a gesture of contempt.
Kyrie rubbed her forehead. On the one hand, it was nice to meet a different kind of these 'fey' that seemed to be mentioned now and then. On the other, this was definitely not the ideal sort of meeting.
Recognizing the fact that they effectively intruded on her home, Kyrie gave a bow towards the Nixie, "Please forgive us. We honestly didn't mean to intrude. We thought we were being chased, but it seems it was just another joke on us, played by some other residents in the forest that seem to have taken an interest in us. You could probably hear their laughing."
Posted on 2014-03-02 at 00:09:34.
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Topic: Alder Vale Campaign Q/A
Subject: Be gentle on her
She's still a young squirrelmaid 
Yeah, once you got not necessarily-wanted-attention on Violet, she can be kind of predictable in the flight response... I mean, that's why she has wings
Posted on 2014-02-26 at 05:44:18.
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Topic: Alder Vale Campaign Q/A
Subject: Okidoki
That does add some clarification - In my mind I was picturing the scene as her giving an aside to Violet and then Violet's response of 'Huh?' might have warranted a response so I left it open to response, but if she's already moved on, I'll edit my post accordingly
Okay, post edited!
I'm not sure if the squirrels are explicitly staring, but once I realized that Violet was very likely to connect the staring as resulting from her 'wings', she kind of fled. Still open for interaction at her room or on the second floor but she's a bit wary of the two squirrels now.
Posted on 2014-02-25 at 20:12:36.
Edited on 2014-02-25 at 20:28:46 by Reralae
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Topic: Destiny Flight - QnA
Subject: Well... that's a reaction
Catie's plans just got foiled by her own brain going into overdrive at something that she is extremely intrigued by
My apologies for the lateness of that post. I actually didn't spot the meanwhile section earlier, and between vacation, homework, and midterms I'm a little bit behind on my posting.
Posted on 2014-02-25 at 19:50:19.
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Topic: Destiny's Flight - A Serenity RPG
Subject: Goodness... I just saw something that I cannot explain
Catie's plan had to be put into motion. This stage was a delicate stage, one where lack of information was a detriment to potentially everything. But how to get more information... and for that matter, how does one verify the integrity of the information gleamed in such a manner?
She made her way to the galley, preparing herself mentally for what she surmised would happen once she went up to the guest quarters.
Prepare the tea. Offer to him first as a way of acknowledging that he has the right to inspect what is given to his charge. Potential places for additional notes include under the saucer, between the cup and the saucer. Should be sufficient space. Go in, after getting okay, leave the tray. No notes from my end. Interception too high of a probability and cannot be explained.
Suddenly, Catie heard a noise. It was sort of like a venting of gas or air. At the sound she turned around.
There, in the galley was a white figure of a woman wearing a formal dress. She wasn't very clear, more like a ghost than a person. A woman in white that seemed to be looking at Catie with a look of concern and care.
Catie stared, stupefied a the apparition in front of her. While she herself appeared frozen, her mind raced.
Image is unclear, distorted. Optical filter? What is going on? Everything has an explanation. Sound of air. Form does not appear solid, unlikely to have material component. Gaseous component?
Her train of thought broke as she saw the figure reach out her hand as if to touch Catie. Catie found herself raising her own hand as though to accept the gesture, and she wanted to know if there was actually something there to accept. Yet, without warning, the figure simply vanished, as though blown away by a breeze.
No disturbance of the air. Catie noted, quickly assessing the environment around her, and the lack of a sense of wind, or at least what her sense of touch told her, Illusion? Source of illusion. Optics require light. Material?
She stared at her hand briefly, the one she was going to use to accept the hand of the apparition. No trace.
Catie stepped forward a few paces and knelt, exactly where she interpreted that the apparition would have stood. She examined the floor, and the immediate wall nearby, looking for vents or other sources of potential air movement. Nothing immediately caught her eye.
Mundane explanations exhausted. This is something I don't understand. Catie thought in acknowledgement, Therefore, non-mundane explanations cannot be ruled out.
"Hello?" She questioned of the room around her. Catie strained her ears to listen, yet there was no sound.
White ghost. A woman? Where had she heard-
"Wait until you meet our lady in white - that will get you thinking."
Stephanie! She told her about this! Maybe they were acquainted? Now that she actually knew what Stephanie was probably talking about, Catie needed more clarification.
Tea nearly forgotten (Catie put the tray to the side temporarily), Catie backtracks to the infirmary.
Even if I don't get an explanation, and I don't expect one, the way she talked about her, it sounded like she might like to know if that person appeared.
Catie nearly paused midstep.
Wait, is it a person? Insufficient data. Need more information.
Catie didn't see Stephanie at the infirmary. She rubbed her forehead absently. What to do now? Her mind was peaking with questions and the need to talk to someone about it. She could be patient though.
Leaving a short note for Stephanie to let her know when she got back and that she'd be at her room, Catie left the infirmary and returned once more to her quarters. Unpacking a bit more, she retrieved one of her ornamental fans. Taking a breath, she opened it using her thumb and forefinger, sitting on a cushion on the floor in the middle of her room.
Catie closed her eyes, and began to think further on her encounter.
Why appear to me? Not to mention, that didn't look like a greeting. Concern? Why would- Catie paused, I will think of her as a she, because in the event that it is a person, it is more respectful to think of them as one. But why would she be concerned... or rather, what was she concerned about?
Perhaps a warning to tread carefully. Catie surmised, It's the simplest explanation, and so the most likely, but there is the possibility there is something more that was intended.
Catie held the fan in one hand, and felt the contours of the design with the other. Why appear and disappear so abruptly? Is it something that takes a lot of effort? It would make sense, but no way to get data on that.
The more she thought, the more enthralled she became with the idea. It was the first time she had actually seen an apparition. Maybe it was something that could finally help her prove (at least to herself) that there were things still beyond current understanding. That science had not yet explained everything.
Posted on 2014-02-25 at 19:46:36.
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Topic: Alder Vale Campaign Q/A
Subject: Connectivity
That sucks Astrid 
One thing I can suggest is that you leave the webpage open, and actually type the post in a separate program (ie notepad). That way when it comes to actually posting, you can login, copy/paste your post and submit right away. Makes it more likely for the post to be successful because if you could log in your connection will probably last a bit. In addition, post failure doesn't lose your writing
Posted on 2014-02-25 at 17:22:54.
Edited on 2014-02-25 at 17:24:30 by Reralae
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Topic: Alder Vale Campaign Q/A
Subject: In my case...
Combination of homework and upcoming midterms means slightly reduced post rate
My plans are for Violet to find out what was meant (I just have the impression Violet was never one to actually be a person of interest in that manner, so this is kind of new to her) and depending on how she feels, she'll either see what happens with the other squirrels or shyly avoid them. Currently she's leaning towards the latter.
Afterwards her intent is to get a good sleep then can begin their trek to the quarry with Weldon and the others.
Posted on 2014-02-25 at 10:14:25.
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Topic: Destiny Flight - QnA
Subject: 2 credits
I think I would have to agree on the d2 minimum for those 'basic knowledge' skills - If I think about it in terms of Catie's case in particular, I wouldn't be surprised if there was mandatory courses regarding emergency knowledge of how to pilot/land/etc. Wouldn't be enough to do fancy maneuvers or anything like that, but would be enough to know how to land the ship in an emergency, or emergency jury-rigging to be able to land in the first place.
To add to that... Catie has Eidetic Memory, so she can potentially remember those emergency procedures.
To conclude, it makes sense to me. Maybe even part of the crew manual (Ody, we *do* have a manual for each crew member, right? )
Posted on 2014-02-25 at 01:24:27.
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Topic: Alder Vale Campaign Q/A
Subject: Violin?
Speaking of which... did it take water damage? Hope not. Violins are expensive
(I really want to learn how to play violin RL...)
Speaking of violin, I can picture Violet playing this song (well the violin part) in her spare time at the top of a tree somewhere...
PS. 6 is one of my favourite numbers Ayrn 
Posted on 2014-02-24 at 18:44:37.
Edited on 2014-02-24 at 18:45:31 by Reralae
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Topic: Tales of Alder Vale -- Spring
Subject: Meep!
"Thank you Fenrir," Violet responded as she held the offered cloak around her relatively small form. The fabric definitely provided more warmth than her shawl could provide on its own. In addition, it actually helped to cover her form more, keeping her 'wings' hidden, for which Vi felt more relaxed. Still, the oversized cloak probably looked a bit comical on her, with only her face and the one paw visible as she helped herself to the supper when it arrived.
The warmth spread through her body, and Vi felt a bit of relief knowing that perhaps this would help stave off whatever ailment it was that was trying to assert itself over her. During the song her ears perked up and she leaned back in her chair, closing her eyes a moment, footpaw tapping lightly to match the rhythm.
She could see it in her mind, the story woven in the air. Vi couldn't help but feel her cheeks redden under her fur slightly. A very romantic song. That was something she wasn't too used to, with Oltovian's song preferences. She was quite tempted to pull out her violin and play with the song, but she wasn't exactly sure how to match the rhythm, and for that matter she was unfamiliar with the song, and didn't want to ruin it.
((If it does seems like there is an under-beat that could be complemented by violin and is predictable, then Violet actually might give in and play along. She's more concerned about keeping the integrity of the song than the chance to play along though))
Afterward, Violet's attention was returned to her supper, taking up the spoon once more and taking in the warm elixir. At least, until she realized that the mousemaid was right beside her.
The mouse maid gave a slight sigh and spoke aside to Violet in a low whisper, “They’re a frisky pair, those two. And they’ve been having eyes for you since you stepped in.”
"Huh?" Vi mouthed, the surprise clear in her voice, but Rosey was already gone, having moved on to other customers.
Perhaps it was the chills that kept her from noticing it, but she did feel the tingling sensation at the back of her neck. That sensation of being looked at. Cautiously she looked out of the corner of her eye, and sure enough, she saw the grey squirrels glancing in her direction.
Violet was not entirely sure what that meant. It made her feel uncomfortable. Wait. Were they staring at her because of her 'wings'? Vi was pretty sure she did a good job of keeping them mostly hidden like normal. She ate a bit faster, trying not to look too nervous.
"Guys, I'm going to head up to my room." She said to the others once she finished, "Thanks for the cloak, Fenrir." She added, passing the cloak back to him, with extra care taken to make sure her shawl was doing its job of hiding her 'wings' as she took the cloak off and returned it to him.
With that done she makes her way up to room 6, her heart still racing a bit as she ascends the stairway.
((Pending any interruptions or visits at her room, Violet will probably attempt to sleep early, mostly in attempt to stave off that cold that's in her system, but also because the squirrels kind of scared her off with their staring. She doesn't react well to staring ))
Posted on 2014-02-24 at 18:31:35.
Edited on 2014-02-25 at 20:23:48 by Reralae
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Topic: Destiny Flight - QnA
Subject: Hmm... taking that into account...
Would my intended actions with Catie fall more under Influence (using social skills and misdirection to hide true intent in the expected event that the bodyguard will be present) or Covert (assuming it's going to be a bit more sleight of hand to get a potential note exchange)?
Notes on the insides of paper cranes perhaps, always leaving one on a serving tray maybe
Or maybe I'm over thinking it. I know I have a tendency to do that.
Posted on 2014-02-24 at 18:03:56.
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Topic: Alder Vale Campaign Q/A
Subject: Apologies for lateness
I'm on a small vacation (for once) so haven't been at the computer for very long recently
Posted on 2014-02-19 at 23:00:52.
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Topic: Tales of Alder Vale -- Spring
Subject: Behold signs of ailment
Soon, another mouse, a round and attractive female came from the kitchen carrying a large tray with bowls of steaming hot food. She places the various bowl of food down on the counter (not on the companions’ table). Looking over at the companions, she calls out, “I just need to go get some corn bread from the oven."
Violet half stands up before she is finished, but the next part of what she says gives her pause.
"Would you lads be so kind as to come and bring these bowls to your table.” Looking to Violet, the mouse gives a wink and adds, “You just rest yourself, love. I’m sure the lads will be able to handle it.” She whisks herself back into the kitchen.
"Oh, okay." Violet says sheepishly, settling back down to where she was sitting.
An involuntary shiver passes through her small form before she suddenly sneezes, withdrawing her handkerchief in a burst of speed just in time to cover her face.
"I'm sorry." Violet sniffs, "Might be slight hay fever." She offers by way of explanation, though she has to admit that it's starting to look like it might not be a mere excess of pollen.
She puts her handkerchief back in its rightful place before rubbing her hands along her forearms, getting warmth back along her bones, trying to ward away the chill that was trying to assert its position and usurp Violet's comfort.
Posted on 2014-02-19 at 23:00:09.
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Topic: Destiny Flight - QnA
Subject: Well that's not suspicious at all
... Not at all >. >
Posted on 2014-02-13 at 18:24:00.
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Topic: Destiny Flight - QnA
Subject: Yeah but
Who watches the defenders? (hint: it's Grace, probably  )
Posted on 2014-02-12 at 18:16:51.
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Topic: Tales of Alder Vale -- Spring
Subject: Violet avoids mud
Violet didn't mind the start and stop pacing of the caravans as much as the others might have, but at the same time, that might have been partly to do with the fact that she was not on the ground (if she could help it), but it was also the fact that, if Master Weldon was not in any hurry, then she felt no reason to be too fast either. Go too fast and you miss possible flowers or other plant life. Or strawberry patches. Either way, it's possible to miss a lot just by going too fast.
Unfortunately the trees would only be with Violet for so long, and eventually she'd have to return to the ground.
When she did walk with the group proper, it was as they entered the city. Self consciously, Violet drew her shawl more around her, to make sure there was nothing showing. She would move up to stand beside Fenrir as the other badger came out to meet them. Vi had to do a double take between the two badgers.
"I almost can't believe that you might still be growing, Fenrir. You're already quite tall." Vi murmurred to Fenrir in jest as Weldon and Telfor exchanged words.
“Weldon,” Telfor said gruffly, returning the nod. “Jorge tells me you’ve captured Simon Crag and some of his gang.” The town reeve looked over the captives.
Violet took the opportunity to speak up, "We also tailed the ones that ran a bit. I'm afraid we can't give you an exact location, because we didn't want to give away that we were tailing them, but we followed them to a stone crevice at least. Here." With that she carefully draws from one of her pouches a rolled up scroll, her drawn map from earlier, and offers it to Telfor, careful to make sure that her 'wing' is held close to her arm as she holds it out.
“Very good,” Telfor says, satisfied. “Panir. Jorge.” The hedgehog and badger stand at attention.
“Sir?” the hedgehog, Panir, answers.
“Show Simon and his friends to their new rooms.”
“Yes, sir.”
The hedgehog and badger gather the bandits into a line and march them through the doorway. Master Telfor draws out two cloth pouches and hands them to Weldon. “Your reward, as laid out by the town’s decree.”
“Servin’ the folk b’ reward ‘nough,” Weldon replied. “Though, this will more than cover the costs lost in time.” He gave the reeve another nod. “We b’ grateful for the kindness.” He tosses one of the pouches to Fenir as the companions reward for their assistance.
“Well, a good night t’ ye, Master Telfor,” Weldon said in farewell.
“Thank you,” replied Telfor. “And to all of you as well.” The reeve disappeared back into the building.
Weldon turned his attention to the companions. “Well, friends. The night b’ approachin’ and we best not risk travellin’ t’ the Mine, what with that wicked owl flyin’ ‘bout. Me and me lads needin’ t’ b’ ‘eadin’ ‘ome. ‘opfully, the missus got somethin’ warm waitin’ for we three. Me’d invite ye over, but ye’d end up sleepin’ in the shed with the pack beasts and me b’ thinkin’ ye all could b’ usin’ a soft, warm bed for the night. ‘Cross the street b’ an inn run by likely the kindest mouse couple me ever did meet. Sure they’ll show ye some fine ‘ospitality.”
Violet nodded, "Makes good sense to me. If it's a nightly critter then avoid encountering it by avoiding the night."
“Alright, then,” Weldon said, climbing up onto his wagon once more. “We’ll meet ye ‘ere come mid-mornin’. The good Creator willin’, we’ll get t’ the Mine come lunch. A good night t’ ye.”
"So everyone up for a night at the inn? I don't have any other suggestions, I mean, first time I've been here and all. Unless somebeast has been here before and hasn't shared secret passages or secret spots of secret strawberry patches or secret hidey places." Violet looks to the others. It's hard to tell how serious she is about trying to find a secret hidden strawberry patch even if she's told there isn't any...
((Presuming no disagreement to the inn))
The companions watched the wagon train move on before crossing the street to the inn. The building was about the same size as the reeve’s home, but glass windows around the exterior allow the warm glow from inside to escape, making the place far more inviting.
Entering into the inn, the companions find themselves in a large common room. A large fire burns in the center of the room, with tables and chairs made of pine much of the space around it. Colored tapestries hang from the stone walls also help to lighten up the drag grey, worked stone. To the left, the friends notice a wooden staircase leads to the second floor balcony that wraps around the common room. Multiple doors along the second floor suggest that the sleeping quarters are up there. To the right, a polished marble counter top set upon wood runs the length of the common room with wooden stools placed before along the way.
From behind the counter, a slender male mouse with spectacles makes his way to the companions. “Welcome, guests!” he greets them warmly. “Welcome. Welcome. Come inside. Come inside. It is so good to see you. Welcome.”
Violet waved, though being careful to again keep her 'wing' close to the arm so as not to stretch it, resulting in a more shy looking wave, "Thank you for your hospitality," She replies semiformally, making sure to try and leave a good impression as she was taught when she was an abbeybabe as she walked up to the counter.
“Well,” the mouse says, catching his breath. “We’ll glad you have come. Glad you have come. I’m Martin, master of our humble home here. My wife, Rosey, should be along shortly. Just keeping the supper from burning, you know.” Martin leads the companions to a table with round table with six chairs close to the fire. “Now, now, what can we do for you fine beasts?”
"I don't know about the guys but I'd like a room and a share of dinner, if there's room." Violet returned, giving a smile.
“Yes, yes! Right away. Right away,” Martain nodded and scurried back to what the companions assume is the kitchen.
Violet scratched at the back of her head as she watched the mouse scurry off, "Oh... wait... uh, think I was supposed to ask if they wanted help with dishes or similar?" She asked, looking back at her companions, not entirely used to the ways of an inn.
((Going to leave it at this for now =) Looking forward to playing more. Apologies for lateness, homework has been a pain lately))
Posted on 2014-02-12 at 06:20:02.
Edited on 2014-02-12 at 07:13:02 by Reralae
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Topic: Destiny's Flight - A Serenity RPG
Subject: Message Received... but what in the whole gorram black am I supposed to do with it?
After Lilliana excused herself, Catie briefly had a troubled expression on her face. The look only lasted an instant, however, before she masked it once more, regaining her composure as self proclaimed Destiny waitress.
It wouldn't be until later, when she was actually alone in her quarters, while searching through her bags to see if she had packed her tea set and serving tray, that she would see for herself what had happened. Naturally, once she saw, she could not un-see.
"Aiya." Catie muttered, pocketing the piece of correspondance where she knew it would be safest. Clearly there was a lot more going on than they had anticipated, less to do with the outside, and more to do with things on the inside.
Now, if she took her orders literally, Catie could go ahead and get more information, as it would be part of ensuring Liliana's potential welfare and comfort. But this was not a situation where things were so clearly cut out. The deal was clearly shadier than any of them were used to, and so they had to tread lightly.
Still, it wouldn't do to draw attention to it at this point. There was a severe shortage of information. Now, Catie could conjecture, that was part of her original occupation as a scientist after all, but there is a significant failing when founding plans only on conjecture.
Under the guise of doing her job, Catie left the room she was in to go to the galley, picking up a serving tray and preparing a light chamomile tea using her tea set. Perhaps this would help with Liliana's anticipation, allowing her to convene more effectively. With that done, she heads upward to the guest room where she expected Liliana to still be, her small teapot and two cups expertly balanced on her tray. If luck was on her side, perhaps there would be another tip. If one thing was certain, none of her companions were allies in Liliana's eyes.
Posted on 2014-02-12 at 04:38:07.
Edited on 2014-02-12 at 18:31:26 by Reralae
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Topic: Destiny Flight - QnA
Subject: All I have to say is
There is so much more going on than people are aware of, this mission seems to be an impending train crash waiting to happen. I can't stop watching 
Posted on 2014-02-12 at 04:19:16.
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