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[Trissy-Tama]

[Redacted at Request]

[Weirdsound]

Mr. Shredder escorts Sormias to the museum and into the gala, and quickly points out the collection of art for sale. "I should spend some money before socializing, to show I am serious, my dear. I think I shall spend 100 gold on art, which I shall bring on the next voyage in case we meet friendly Aliens. I could either give it as a token of good will, or try to sell it for a profit. You are the expert, gorgeous, I'll defer to your choices if you care to help me shop."

Despite his fancy language, one look at Hel-Shredder's face would show that he is wound up tight with nerves. He was investing alot to get this opportunity, and he didn't want to blow his investment.

[zomara0292]

Atil, not liking the flashy ways of the upper crust, finds himself moving farther and farther away from the ‘safe’ parts of the city, and into a more impoverished neighborhood. There were a number of people talking about a fighting pit, and, out of curiosity, he went to check it out.
(Pitfight in Lower Tavick’s Landing.)
While he did not care to promote himself, he went through the preliminaries, and first fight, living in a rented room, tossing out the bed and furniture with his own hands, and replacing the ragged and unnatural things with warm hay, buying meat when he was not at the pits, getting ready for what was to come.

Athletics= 23 (19+4)
Dexterity= 8 (6+2)
Wisdom= 16 (17-1)

[Cynicalwhovian]

Stella spends 18 days in Lower Northedge crafting eight potions with a crafting team, spending 10 gallifars and 8 sovereigns for housing and pay.
+8 healing potions

[Cynicalwhovian]

She will then spend the remaining 2 days learn how to tinker with a teacher for 1 gallifar and 2 sovereigns.

[Tinkers: 6/56]

[retromach]

The subject of tonight's show was religious art, celebrating the Sovereign Host. Shredder and Sormias were offered champagne on a silver platter as they considered a few paintings.

The first was a colorful expressionist piece titled 'Arawai's Fate'. It depicted a beautiful, kind, but deeply sad looking woman made from a sea of wheat.

Another, titled 'As Above', was a brightly colored piece made with magical paints in honor of Aureon, the Sovereign of Law and Lore. Light streamed from it as though a stained glass window had been hung on the wall, in a brilliant mix of colors, which seemed to flow out into the world. The imagery was arcane and abstract, but left you thoughtful, as if peace and order were a kind of knowledge you could study and learn by staring into this painting.

A third, 'Hlied', is a tribal art piece from the Uldra, a group of nomads that wander the icy pole in the far north of Eberron. Scholars believe that their goddess Hlied is an aspect of Olladra, the Sovereign of Feast and Fortune. The piece depicts a stylized whirlpool, with three stained pink watercolor triangles surrounding it, making an image like a surreal flower.

[Weirdsound]

"Hmmm.... Actually, these paintings fall under my area of expertise, dear. I won't take back my offer to let you pick, but do feel free to bounce questions off me on the subject matter." The Hobgoblin comments as he gives the art a close inspection.

(Religion Roll = 15+5)

[retromach]

Stella d'Vadalis found herself a home in a boarding house in Northedge. It was clean, simple living. A list of chores were written up and passed around, and everyone had to pitch in their part, doing the dishes or making the meals on certain days, looking after the laundry at set times, and so on. Meals were shared with other semi-permanent residents, including an orcish apprentice watchmaker in a paisley vest, an old widow who worked at a weavers and appreciated good company, and a halfling potter looking to establish a demand for Talentan styles in the neighborhood. One of them was a young woman travelling with a small girl who was here hoping to find an apprenticeship before her money ran out. Her daughter pestered Stella to show off her Vadalis powers every day.

Her team were mostly local residents attached to the shop. They seemed pretty pleased for the work order. On breaks, sandwiches and stories were shared, with most being curious about airship travel and alien planets.

The tinker teacher was an delightful gnome who you suspected might be a lunatic. Certainly, he always seemed a little manic, and most of his inventions seemed to lack anything like a purpose. Still, they functioned exactly as he described them, and was able to begin to teach Stella the rudiments of their construction.

[retromach]

Arawai is a harvest goddess, associated with fertility, plants, abundance, and the wild lands. The Sovereign of Life and Love is revered by rangers, druids, farmers, and sailors. Her brother is one of the Dark Six, the Devourer, who represents the raw destructive power of nature - hurricanes, famines, pestilence, and so on. According to legend, she was forcibly taken by her brother and made to spawn the Fury, a dreadful monster and another of the dark six, who is herself the mother of madness, extremes, vengeance, and impassioned anger. This act, known as the Schism, began the war among the sovereigns. In that context, the painting's meaning is somber: that war and suffering are inseparable from life.

Aureon is the pantheon head of the Sovereign Host. He is a god of knowledge, and writing, including both the laws of magic and the laws of society. He represents the transmission of knowledge and reason. Neither good nor evil, Aureon empowers any who would take the time to learn. The Esoteric Order of Aureon is a prominent adventuring society within the city. This painting seems to be abstract, a likely reference to a prayer to Aureon: 'As above, so below', meaning that society should seek to mimic the perfect celestial order of magic.

Olladra is the Sovereign of Feast and Fortune. She's associated with healing, luck, pride, plenty, and feasting, as well as hedonism and hedonists in general. This piece is beautiful for it's cultural authenticity, representing a little known vision of hedonism and plenty from the most barren place on Eberron.

[Cynicalwhovian]

Stella would gladly use her abilities on things like birds, squirrels, and rabbits, although she'd be sure that no harm came to them as a consequence of her actions. She also wouldn't allow them to be kept as pets, if they tried, explaining that the affection is only temporary and it wouldn't be fair to the creature when it wears off.
She would also suggest asking the Lyrandars if they need hired hands on the Astral Kraken or other ships.

Stella would gladly describe the facts about her trip. If they ever got personal, she'd also share her regrets about the capture of the geese. She views control of minds for profit to be abhorrent.

[retromach]

The girl was delighted each time, feeding and gently petting a squirrel. She would not stop talking about all of the animal friends she'd made. As to the apprenticeship with House Lyrandar, that might be nice, but it's not easy without a reference. Stella could talk to Mr. Shredder about it.

She was offered condolences by the little girl about the swan. She agreed it was terrible. She thinks you should go to the Stormwind and apologize to the swan and make friends. It wasn't a very good plan.

[Weirdsound]

Hel-Shredder considers the images. "I think you'd like the god depicted in 'Hlied' dear. She is an aspect of Olladra, a deity of hedonism among other things. I think it is kind of heartwarming to know that they still have room for fun even in the barren north where she is worshiped as Hlied."

The Hobgoblin then turns his attention to the abstract painting. "The title here references a prayer to Aureon, the god I would probably pray to if I were the praying sort. Lord of knowledge, magic, writing, and law both natural and societal. The prayer in question goes 'as above, so below,' arguing that society should mimic celestial order. I'm not so sure I agree with that particular philosophy, but knowledge and magic are my areas of strength."

He speaks little of the first painting, remembering how Sorimas reacted last time conversation turned to the horrors of war. "So, what do you think of them m'lady?"

[Trissy-Tama]

[Redacted at Request]

[zomara0292]

After his matches, and a bit of rest, Atil wondered the streets, looking for interesting work.
(Carouse the LTL.)
Persuasion=16

[retromach]

Atil sat on a comfortable leather stool at the Orien Express taphouse. It was quiet this afternoon, with only a couple of customers.

An old spinster dressed something like a train conductor sat at the bar, as well. Thalia tir'Dain. Atil learned that her husband was with the Brelish Army, and was supposed to come home by rail. She'd booked in to wait for him, but he never came. He's still listed as missing in action, and she's never been willing to leave, sliding into alcohol and dementia. In her time here, she's learned everything there is to know about the lightning rail.

A beggar came in, partway into their conversation. He managed to lay out enough copper and silver to afford a meal - a greasy hamburger topped with a thickly sliced Blackpit Sausage and a whole breaded and fried onion. It was served with about six potatoes worth of fries, and a pint of stout. The beggar quickly went to cleanse himself in the washroom and returned, looking excited for his meal. As they spoke, Atil learned that he'd been a craftsman, but his tools were stolen. He hasn't had a proper meal in weeks.

The two became fast friends. Atil had been drinking all morning, and was moved by this hunter who lacked only for a weapon, this craftsman without tools. He agreed to part with fifty galifars to get his new friend back on his feet. Choose any tool proficiency. You will have free access to tools and training for this tool in Lower Northedge, into perpetuity.

Thalia tir'Dain raised her glass, in a toast to Atil, the savior of Lower Tavick's Landing, with a joking round of applauds, but the craftsman seemed genuinely moved. Does Atil let him hug him?