Posted July 3, 2022, 7:57 p.m. by Gamemaster CockRoach (GM) (Robert Archer)
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The regal looking woman gave Marcus a once over as if sizing him up to see if he was worth her time to reply towards. Evidently she found something she liked or found of interest as she shrugged, “..Not I no. The Fey and her two lackies..” She said gesturing with her nose over to the singing elven woman and two male performers. “..were hired by Bray Martikova, the Blood’s owner here in the village.” she replied, then eyed the elven singer who began another harmonious tune that seemed to resonate around the eating area in quite a pleasing way. “..The Fey woman though does, have at least a pleasing voice. So I suppose their kind has some redeeming qualities that are useful..” she said.
After another pause she regarded Marcus again, “..From the looks of you boy, you are of a farming stock, probably some Outlander sort to Barovia I would guess given the slight accent your Common Tongue has, I would say. So let me just as forward to you in reply. What brings you to my table this evening?” She queried.
GM CockRoach
Marcus stooped slightly to give the impression that he knew how to address a woman in this standing, “My lady, I only wish to offer my thanks to such a noble creature for even thinking about addressing me. To that end, if there is anything my party and I can do to assist you around your holdfast, we would only be to happy to oblige in return for just a small amount of gold to get us on our way.” Marcus had always been interested in fantasy fiction as a young boy, so was starting to find his stride in this Tolkien esque village.
-Lieutenant Junior Grade Marcus Anders: Chief of Security-
The woman gave a hearty laugh, covering her lips and mirth with a brown colored cloth napkin. Wiping her lips lightly, she set it down, “..Gold? For working on one of my farm holdings?” She said stifling a chuckle, evidently the idea of paying someone, or a group multiple gold coins for such a task seemed to be far too much to her ideals. “..Just for a day of work I would only provide a single temporary aide like yourself a few copper plus a full days meal and hay bale to sleep on that night. My my you Outlander sorts are always pleasing at least for your fanciful ideas of coin and value of work..” she said mostly the last part to herself.
”..In either case, I have no such work or openings avaible to you or your group currently. First off my holdings are far to the west of here in Borcan territory. Secondly, my father handles such things. If you’re truly in such desire for hard labor then make the several week trek to our lands across the border of Barovia to Borca, its in a little village like this called Sadean. Now, if you or your group,” She said indicating over to the large table where the away team sat, “..would be interested in some other work that involves information gathering, perhaps we can come to an agreement..” she said.
GM CockRoach
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