Ummm...
isn't the secret passage Julian found IN THE GREENHOUSE?
JMaytr wrote:Roderigo smiles and picks up the blade Goran has thrown him.
"My son."
The man rushes forward and embraces the young ranger. "I am so pleased to see you, though it is terrible that it was because of your grandmother..." Roderigo's voice trails off as he looks at the creature that was once his mother.
"By Ezra's grace."
Julian's fingers trace along the cracks in the floor, finding what he suspected. A small pressure plate in the tile uncovers a passage. Julian, speaking of his earlier discussion with Harold, then rushes out towards the mansion.
As Tahl prepares to go for Tristan, roderigo stops him.
"Tahl, we need to calm this mess down immediatly. My nephew is running amok shouting orders, as has my son apparently. I need this situation to come under control. You are my house guard, I need these swords everyone is rattling quelled now. My mother, for some reason returned to us tonight. I mean to find out why. The hour is late and the lack of rest combined with this horror is making everyone irrational. Magenta's jester is afforded certain liberties in his humors and pranks. He is an expensive performer I am told. His behavior, I am sure, should be taken into the context of his learning; I doubt he has the mind of a warrior or sleuth, and we all know that fools use laughter to mask their fears."
Roderigo reseals the passage in the floor. It makes a sound of stone scraping hard against stone as it closes.
"We won't be able to do much with this darkness still against us. I want this house settled down for the night. We will make sense of things in the morning. Watch my nephew close too. My uncle Saverio, his grandfather, is on his way home from Lamordia. I'm sure he knows Julian has become a Champion in the church of Ezra, but I doubt he understands just what that means. I'm sure my nephew will think that title makes his britches larger than they are."
Roderigo turn to Goran, dismissing Tahl to his duties.
"I'm glad you're back. Like I said, Saverio is on his way here and now that mother is...well, twice dead, I'm sure the old man is going to try and push for control of the family estate and fortune. Obviously, your grandmother intended for me to inherit." Roderigo trails off, a sleepy yawn filling his voice.
"When Harold returns tomorrow, he'll be able to shed some light on things. He's the big scholar, he's bound to know more about this walking dead business than any of us."
Roderigo walks out of the greenhouse, making sure that Tahl and Goran follow. Once the greenhouse is seemingly empty, the Elder Pancrazio closes and seals the greenhouse door.
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Delight is to him- a far, far upward, and inward delight- who against the proud gods and commodores of this earth, ever stands forth his own inexorable self.
Yes, I think that the DM may have made a boo boo- or else Roderigo knows something he isn't sharing with us......
Delight is to him- a far, far upward, and inward delight- who against the proud gods and commodores of this earth, ever stands forth his own inexorable self.
guess I took too much time getting back to the story because I mixed those up
heheheheh..
Well, the thread is flowing along quite nicely now. In PbP games, sometimes you hit a lag period. No biggie.
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Delight is to him- a far, far upward, and inward delight- who against the proud gods and commodores of this earth, ever stands forth his own inexorable self.
Delight is to him- a far, far upward, and inward delight- who against the proud gods and commodores of this earth, ever stands forth his own inexorable self.
Rock wrote:"May we please bury her first, with some respect and a chance for her loved ones to attend?" Harold calls after Julian. "Master Tristan is well-determined to dig her a grave, and it would be a kindness both to the deceased and the bereaved. It need only take a few minutes, sir."
I'm sure that sir was spelled with a C and a U
"Seven Seals...Seven Rings...Seven Brides for the Scarlet King..."
Rock wrote:"May we please bury her first, with some respect and a chance for her loved ones to attend?" Harold calls after Julian. "Master Tristan is well-determined to dig her a grave, and it would be a kindness both to the deceased and the bereaved. It need only take a few minutes, sir."
I'm sure that sir was spelled with a C and a U
Mmmmmaybe. But at least Harold isn't quite annoyed or impolite enough to say it out loud.
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Although I'm sure it will be a tomb around here this weekend, here's the courtesy call to say I will be away Fri-Mon., somewhere in the Catskills, attending a wedding.
So.....Skybolt and I have an exciting idea for the campaign:
Let's become farmers! Tristan's alchemical skills can provide pesticides and fertilizers. Tahl can help out with his elvish rain dance, and his sword makes a handy harvesting tool. Tuke makes a good scarecrow. Agna...um...well, she'd be doing just what she does now.
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Delight is to him- a far, far upward, and inward delight- who against the proud gods and commodores of this earth, ever stands forth his own inexorable self.
Roderigo smiles and picks up the blade Goran has thrown him.
