[Taocow PBEM] Chapter V: A Stranger And His Knowledge

Troy Imlach troy_a_i at yahoo.ca
Tue Aug 2 23:34:56 PDT 2005

Talas turns to Rob Black and says "Well Mr. Black it
would apear that you my by able to help my in more
ways that one. Firstly It is obviose that all though I
know the names of the people in this company I do not
know of there perfesions and what talents they bring
to this group. perhaps you would be as so kind as to
enlighten my on this manner. But as for the use of
your own mystic talents, if the storeys that I have
heard are true. I was hoping that I could have my
Particle beam weapons converted to mystic energy
rather that the mundane energy that powers them now."

Talas Follows Kyle into the nearby shop and quietly
stands back and listens as Kyle speaks to the shop
--- Aaron Clausen <mightymartianca at alberni.net> wrote:

> > > [Talas]
> > > "I agree with Lady Amanda. Mr. Grizz should be
> questioned." Talas 
> > > looks at Amanda and says "Shall we > go for a
> stroll my lady?" Talas 
> > > get up, buts his plate away. Then stops and
> turns to the boy "Edig, Do
> > > you know of any um... techno mage's? I would
> like to see about 
> > > acquiring the services of one."  Talas then
> whats to see if anyone 
> > > else is coming along to go speak with the shop
> keep.
> > > [/Talas]
> > [Rod Black]
> > "Aye, I have an idea where one might be found. 
> What kind of services 
> > you lookin for?"
> > [/Rod Black]
> > [Arden]
> > Arden nods to Lena, gathering up his belongings,
> joining the max exodus.
> > "So it begins..."
> > [/Arden]
> [GM]
> Lena gathers up her own belongings, and follows
> Arden.
> [/GM]
> > [Alex]
> > The red haired scout looks towards the Dog Boy, "I
> think we may wish to 
> > talk a bit more later. Curious, are you from Lone
> Star as well?"  She 
> > grabs the rest of her stuff and follows everybody
> else out.
> > [/Alex]
> [Bongo]
> "Yes, that's where I was... born." Bongo replies. 
> "Looks like we're
> from the same part of the world, neighbor!"
> [/Bongo]
> [...]
> > > [GM]
> > > Kyle's trained eyes dart up and down the road. 
> It's now a busy morning,
> > > the shops are open, market stalls erected, and
> everything from potions
> > > to fruit are on sale.  Kyle looks back down the
> road towards the harbor
> > > and the O'Hare and Sons weapons shop.  He
> notices that the sign on the
> > > door says "Closed".  It appears that their
> friend Griz has decided to
> > > take off early... very early.  It's only about
> 10 o'clock in the morning!
> > [/GM]
> > [Kyle]
> > "Thats odd.  its a bit early to be closed."  Kyle
> heads of towards the 
> > shop and will go to one of the nearby shop.  He
> enters and ask the 
> > shopkeep  "You wouldn't know how long Griz will
> be?  I need to pick a 
> > few things up and he isn't open today."  If the
> person seems like a 
> > talkative person Kyle will try and get some
> background info on Griz.
> > [/Kyle]
> [GM]
> The neighboring shop is a small import shop, full of
> baskets, ornaments,
> jewelry and other goods proclaiming to be from such
> far off lands as
> China, North America, Atlantis and the Phoenyx
> Empire.  The shopkeeper
> is a young blonde-haired man with a thick, curly
> beard.
> "I saw Mr. Griz leave, I did." the young man says. 
> "Seemed in a wee bit
> of a hurry.  Looked urgent, too.  Can na' explain
> why he'd be heading
> towards the ol' West Road.  Nothing there but
> faeries, and they be a 
> dangerous and mischevious lot.  Still, he's a
> strange one, Griz.  Keeps
> strange friends, mainly visitors; merchants,
> smugglers and the like."
> "Comes into my shop once a month, imagine that!  Not
> ten feet away, and
> he stops by once a month.  Says, 'Byron, my boy,
> what news have you heard
> from afar!' and things like that.  I've got contacts
> in a few places,
> I'll confess, but he's always most interested in
> those coming from the
> Americas."
> The shopkeeper stops and looks thoughtfully out the
> window.  "Come to
> think of it, just a couple of nights ago, he did
> have a visitor.  I was
> locking up for the night when a tall figure in white
> robes, shiny white,
> mind you, came up.  Could'na see his face, but he
> says 'Is there a Griz
> around these parts?'  I answers, 'Aye, 'tis common
> knowledge.  Right next
> door here, though he be closed.'  The man knocked on
> the door, but there
> was nay answer.  I kept my eye on 'im.  Could have
> been a faerie trick,
> they do that sort of thing from time to time.  He
> walked away, not even
> saying thankyou for my assistance.  I forgot about
> it 'til now.  Griz
> gets lots of visitors, though none so strange as
> that, I'll wager."
> [/GM]
> --
> Aaron Clausen	mightymartianca at alberni.net
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