A stranger in Rimwood

DrunkenSolamnic wrote:

"How can Clan Ironhouse be of assistance?"

One of the guards answers Bryanna:

"We come to bring the Shade her trial."

jalmynar wrote:

As soon as they announce their arrival the gurads would know Thane Valtore had standing orders to expect them and given his word they would be treated with full respect and shown inside the Halls to a room they can use while they stay there. He will attend them shortly in the Throne Room of the Clan to discuss the matter of "Shade".

The group would follow Valtore.

\\I hope to do this on the weekend maybe. How about Saturday at 4 or 6 pm GMT?

Bryanna nods. "The Thane is expecting you. Please come with me to your chambers so you can refresh yourselves. The Thane will meet you in the Throne Room as soon as he is able."

DrunkenSolamnic wrote:

Bryanna nods. "The Thane is expecting you. Please come with me to your chambers so you can refresh yourselves. The Thane will meet you in the Throne Room as soon as he is able."

The guard replies: "We are here for the Shade's trial. We do no wish any discussions or negotiations with anyone. Is she here?"

"I will have to look into that. If you'll let me escort you to your chambers?"

drunkensolamnic wrote:

"I will have to look into that. If you'll let me escort you to your chambers?"

The guard looks at Bryanna skeptically and after a moment of contemplation and silent whispering to the wealthy man he guards, he shakes his head:

"We will return to our ship. We came for the Shade, nothing else. If she is not here you better make sure she will come soon and inform us or this deal is over. My boss' patience knows limits."

At that time Sara would have seen them leave the Ironhouse. She shadows the strangers from a distance, if she can and notes down mentally what ship they were using. She would watch from a long distance and seek out a nearby tree and makes use of it's shade where she would settle for the longest of times, contemplating with a fire bomb that she keeps in her hands.

ADM Flumph wrote:

The guard looks at Bryanna skeptically and after a moment of contemplation and silent whispering to the wealthy man he guards, he shakes his head:

"We will return to our ship. We came for the Shade, nothing else. If she is not here you better make sure she will come soon and inform us or this deal is over. My boss' patience knows limits."

"I understand your intent and I as well look forward to the trial and closure it will offer. Yet I would encourage you to enjoy dwarven hospitality over the cramped confines of your ship, of which you are surely growing tired after the long journey here. I would further encourage you to stay as the woman you seek comes and goes as she pleases here. The fastest way to see this done is for you to be here and present so that the next time she is also here and present the trial can begin.

Truly, can you not agree you have much to gain and nothing to lose by enjoying what luxury we can offer you?"

((I'd like to include a diplomacy roll to her attempt to get them to stay with the Clan, a +45 modifier if you'd like to roll it yourself or we can do it IG.))

Perfection wrote:

At that time Sara would have seen them leave the Ironhouse. She shadows the strangers from a distance, if she can and notes down mentally what ship they were using. She would watch from a long distance and seek out a nearby tree and makes use of it's shade where she would settle for the longest of times, contemplating with a fire bomb that she keeps in her hands.

After the longest of time, Sara would return the fire bomb into her pack and leave the vacinity with a slight troubled look.

After some more consideration the group is persuaded to stay in the dwarven halls. The rich looking person in the group keeps his guards around him at all times though seemingly a bit paranoid.

A foreign person would try to stop her:

"Hello, you there. You are the Shade, right? We came for your trial."

The person grins and then says again:

"My lord wants to hold the trial outside where he is not caught between the walls of his enemie's friends."

Soon a corpulent man dressed like a rich merchant leaves his chamber surrounded by well armed guards. The group walks up to Liliany and then the guard who has been speaking to her before says:

"Are you ready? Are you coming alone? No one to defend you, Shade?"

Thane Valtore arrives from his trip to the beastlands. He approaches the group in his normal battle gear.

"She isn't alone Lad. I said her actions in these lands have been honorable and we will stand ta attest ta that. While her past isn't clear what she has done while with me Clan is. She willna be alone." Thane Valtore then turns to a guard and speaks to her in dwarven "spread word that Liliany's trial will take place outside, none are to interfere thought those who wish ta lend their support are welcome." He then waits to join them as they exit the Halls.

The guard just nods to the Thane. The rich merchant in the middle of the small crowd does not talk himself and instead just watches and follows the brief conversation.

"Bring whoever you need."

The guard then says before the group marches on outside.

As Valtore's word spreads around the Hall, Durmla emerges to add her presence in support as well. She eyes the stuffy, saggy merchant Lord much like she might a big fat toad, but remains quiet for now.

Maskedshini wrote:

Liliany smiles to the thane, before taking a closer look, if able, at the so called lord, trying to see if she can remember having met the person before, or anything that would identify what kind of interaction she would have had with that person in the past.

Liliany would not recognize the man and probably has never seen him before.

Sara has decided not to attend even if she does catch word, which was probably for the best.

A large table has been placed outside where the merchant is sitting flanked by some guards. Other tables are placed in front of the large one resembling a court room. When Liliany and her companions walk out they would be pointed to one of the tables.

Thane Valtore takes his seat behind the defendants table. He sits quiet and proud. He silently supports his friend. He awaits others to be seated and the arrival of the judge.