Sorrying amout this one takeing so long, a little writers block not helpe by getting my mandibular second molar out
So todays filling and scale was fun by comparsion.
I don't trust him. We should consult with the wife. We will take the mission, but. . . . Ask for some cash as well. We want the information, yes, but coin helps us live longer.
Cash 6
D6 cash 3
"I'll do it but right now some coins would help me live longer, after all this is an important task."
"You're right some money would help you, here takes this grease some palms." the Justicar throws a heavy bag of coins at your lap.
Outside it’s dark so you head back the inn.
"...And you trust him?" Æstrid asks you.
"No but it the best lead i've got, so it doesn't matter if i trust him or not does it?."
"Not really honey, but do we have to go on this quest? he gave you her name, maybe someone remembers her?
Look while you do that i'll see about the other side to this story, the princes was due to marry right?
So there’s a groom with a missing bride, there's bound to be some reward from his side as well for her safe return.
While i do that, you can look for someone that knows about your mother.
You spend most of the next morning trying to find out more about Ysmene.
It’s not easy as most seem to be unwilling or unable to but finally you find a man that will.
He’s an old and scared man, in the tavern near to Aquilonian cavalry's stables.
Its a dingy place but the walls are covered in war trophies and banners.
“Hu.. I haven't heard that name in very long time, so what is it bring you and her name to me?
Do you want the tales of war? sarga of the seven, the days of battle.
What the battle of osric where the rivers ran red with blood..
“Uh no, i wanted to know more about her, Ysmene.“ you tell him.
“-why are you interested in more than just tales, that's a little to odd to this old man.“ he squints and looks at you closely for a moment.
“Perhapes with will make thing clearer to you.” You pass your sword to him.
“That's her sword.. How do you have this? Ysmene is dead? What rubbish is this.”
With a stern face he looks you in the eye, you see him think you the thief for a moment before he collapse’s on his stool shaking his head.
“... she must be dead.-” he down his drink pours the last of bottle straight down his neck.
“Now a toast to Ysmene! Up he lot of you.” he thumps a bottle on the table.
As he raises his glass you hear the door open and the hall fall silent.
Before you can blink there stern young woman beside him.
Her worlds come out in a banchee like stream, it’s a list put downs and disappointments going back years..
“..And You! What you think your doing prying him away from his work! and spending all our money on drink!?
Look at him! He’s wreck! Drunk when he should be out working on the boat…”
You tune out most of her tirade, she’s pretty, with soft nut brown hair and blue eyes that take out the sting of her slapping you across the face.
The fisherman stagers out with her, unsteady more from the peg leg then the drink.
As you settle up at the bar your eye cachs a warbanner with a plaque, taken at the battle of osric.
At noon you meet Æstrid at the tavern and she not a lone.
“Greeting Peter, wielder of the Cassiteride bowel ripper, who has faced the Kjallak and lived, once commander of Vraethum's army, slayer of Iewaelle the foul Sorceress, and Regainer of Tarquin's birthright, husband of Æstrid.
I am Gauda son of Hiempsal and grandson of Juba.
Now i have saddled my horses we must be on our way as soon as your ready.
I have the gold she asks for and do not wish to spend another night without her.”
His words come out all most too fast but you can understand his impatience.
Gauda is every inch a south nobleman, his tall powerful ebony frame is drenched in a regal dress of black velvet, trimmed with silver.
It’s half covers the mail shirt above and his sword belt hangs with dozens of silver pendants that glint with jewels.
A) Head to the agreed place for the exchange
B) Try to free the princes from her captors
C) Other
Name : Peter Hudsley
Description : A short man, dark-haired man in simple farmer's clothes.
Gender: Male
Health: Fine
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Possessions
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Cassiteride bowel ripper sword,(Mothers) serrated back with a Aquilonian eagles head pommel.
Cherry wood hunting bow
Red padded jacket with short sleeves.
Bronze snake belt
Map
Your mother's livery collar, Ostgres noble, Enchanted as Amulet of Iron
Plain pottery jar
Mother
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Ostgren noble?
Served as a Aquilonian cavalry officer?
Loot
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Cash 5
CompanionsName : Æstrid the red
Description : A muscular woman with short fiery red hair and sapphire blue eyes.
A scar stretches from the bottom of the left cheek and up to the bone above.
On the other side a broken cheekbone that makers her right eye droop slightly.
Gender: Female
Health: Fine
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Possessions
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Long mail coat
Splinted vambraces and greaves
Fur cloak
2 handed war axe
Horned Svinfylking helmet
Short sword
Painted round shield
Crossbow and bolts