The Rone Resurgence - 2018-08-25 - Rysus' Resolution and the Sparrows' Setup (log)

Phoenatos 25-26, 5118

by Florania Autumnwind of the [[::The_TownCrier|TownCrier]]

Summary

• Rysus appears in Town Square Central, saying he's a little sick to his stomach to be discussing the news of Ta'Vaalor's outpost and an [[::Turamzzyrian_Empire|Imperial]] being let in as the town marshal. He says to rest assured that no Imperial or or [[::elf|elven]] influence will expand too far in the area. Mayor Lylia says the Empire itself has declared the spread of Ta'Vaalor off-limits; Rysus says the Empire talks, but "we will actually do it."

• Throughout the night, Rysus also discusses other topics raised by the gathered crowd, such as that he looks well and doesn't appear to be dying as Stephos DeArchon [[::Mayor%27s_Minutes_-_A_Proposal_by_Stephos|had claimed to hear]], whether he's recruiting for the [[::Brotherhood_of_Rooks|Rooks]], and whether he knows Prax. Before Rysus leaves, he briefly takes one of Puptilian's longswords and says that if he stabs anyone it'll be with that weapon, saying he'd hate for Vaalorians to accidentally blame an outspoken opponent and ex-mayor.

• Later on, a [[::Wehnimer%27s_Landing_Militia/saved_posts|militia]]man arrives with news that some Lords of Idolone have responded to [[::Thadston_Andrews|Thadston]]'s missive regarding the [[::Estoria#White_Sparrows|White Sparrows]]' [[::The_Rone_Resurgence_-_5118-08-04_-_White_is_the_New_White|recent attack]]. After an investigation was conducted, the White Sparrows claimed they had been attacked when coming to shore and never attacked the Landing--and the Lords are now requesting a response from Thadston. Shinann and Stormyrain say they'll pass word along.

Log

Rysus Regarding the Vaalorians

[Town Square Central]

This is the heart of the main square of Wehnimer's Landing. The impromptu shops of the bazaar are clustered around this central gathering place, where townsfolk, travellers, and adventurers meet to talk, conspire or raise expeditions to the far-flung reaches of Elanith. At the north end, an old well, with moss-covered stones and a craggy roof, is shaded from the moonlight by a strong, robust tree. The oak is tall and straight, and it is apparent that the roots run deep. You also see some stone benches with some stuff on it and an herbal remedy donation bin.

The sky begins to fill with huge clouds, dark and grey on the bottom, pale and white atop, their puffy crowns ascending toward the heavens.

Rysus leans against an oak tree.

Rysus asks, "Rain again huh?"

Rysus grins.

Stormyrain surreptitiously glances at Rysus.

Stormyrain offers, "Always."

Speaking to Rysus, Stormyrain states, "You look..well."

Rysus grins at Stormyrain.

Stormyrain says, "As good as new, really."

Thrassus asks, "I thought you were supposed to be dying?"

You see Rysus.

He appears to be a Half-Elf.

It is difficult to properly see his features as the hood of his cloak is pulled down over his face.

He is in good shape.

He is wearing a crystal amulet, a hooded black cloak, a black wyrwood long bow, a smoky shadowglass ring, a small canvas bait pouch, some black pants, and some slouched black leather boots.

Rysus says, "I am well enough. A little sick to my stomach...with the news."

Speaking to Rysus, Stormyrain inquires, "News?"

Rysus says, "As if embracing imperial overlords wasn't enough..."

Stormyrain raises her eyebrow, the dark bloodjewel half-ring set within only enhancing her skeptical expression.

Mayor Lylia just arrived.

Stormyrain says, "Ahh."

Stormyrain nods slowly.

Rysus asks, "Now we're climbing into bed with Vaalorians?"

Rysus shakes his head.

Speaking to Rysus, Maylan asks, "What's wrong with Vaalorians?"

Speaking to Rysus, Lylia says, "Oh, how good to see you."

Rysus grins at Lylia.

Lylia grins at Rysus.

Rysus says, "Nothing's wrong with them, so long as they stay on their side."

Rysus nods at Maylan.

Speaking to Rysus, Maylan asks, "Their side of the...bed?"

Maylan blinks at Rysus.

Lylia lightly says, "I believe that 'getting into bed' with them is a bit of a misnomer. For one thing, I am woman wed."

Lylia grins at Rysus.

Rysus asks, "...and you let in an imperial for the town marshal?"

Rysus shakes his head.

Rysus shakes his head, clucking his tongue.

Speaking to Rysus, Stormyrain says, "He's not an Imperial citizen now. He's one of us."

Stormyrain says, "--and Interim Marshal, if you will."

Speaking to Rysus, Lylia teases, "Do tell me you are not sorry you did not gut me when you had the chance."

Lylia dryly remarks, "And you should have seen the other choices..."

Rysus asks, "Shall we just open our coffers and ship the town's funds directly to the Sun Throne? Or are we still pretending not to?"

Leafiara grins at Rysus.

Speaking to Rysus, Leafiara ventures, "The rumors of your curse problem were greatly exaggerated, I take it?"

Rysus says, "We all know I wasn't going to gut you."

Rysus winks at Lylia.

Rysus says, "You just wanted to be close. So I obliged."

Rysus grins at Leafiara.

Rysus says, "There's always rumors."

Leafiara nods in agreement at Rysus.

Speaking to Rysus, Lylia murmurs, "Clever of you. If I do say so myself."

Rysus says, "Rumors are as abundant in this town as foreign influence."

Leafiara knowingly says, "Never trust Stephos. He's the one who was saying it."

Speaking to Rysus, Maags exclaims, "Are yous recuiting again!"

Rysus says, "We don't need recruitment drives."

Rysus says, "You all bedding imperials and elves is driving them in."

Speaking to Rysus, Lylia says, "Indeed. But all jests aside, if you consider the Imperial outpost a weight upon this town's heart, then the only way to ease that weight is with a sufficiently sturdy lever to pry it up a bit."

Speaking to Rysus, Shinann says, "No, you just force children to do your dirty work."

Rysus asks, "Force?"

Speaking to Rysus, Maags exclaims, "Most of us are not imperials or elfs!"

Rysus waves a hand at Shinann, dismissing her indifferently.

Shinann says, "For food."

Rysus asks, "What have you done for them lately Reannah?"

Rysus peers quizzically at Shinann.

Rysus says, "Sorry...Shinann."

Rysus says, "Shinneah."

Rysus snickers.

Speaking to Rysus, Shinann says, "I help their mothers give birth, for one."

Rysus asks, "Great. Future recruitments?"

Shinann says, "However, I do not have to explain myself to you."

Shinann nods at Rysus.

Speaking to Rysus, Evia asks, "So really, what does bring you out from under your rock this fine evening?"

Rysus asks, "Flax?"

Speaking to Rysus, Evia says, "Doubtful."

Claudaro asks, "So a reclusive outlaw comes out just to shoot the breeze about Vaalorians?"

Rysus says, "It's not breeze I'll be shooting."

Rysus winks at Claudaro.

Speaking to Rysus, Thrassus asks, "Who will you be shooting then?"

Rysus says, "I haven't decided yet."

Rysus grins at Thrassus.

Speaking dubiously to Rysus, Cruxophim inquires, "What happened to your moniker?"

Rysus says, "A King doesn't need to boast. His subjects will do it for him."

Rysus leans against an oak tree.

Speaking nonchalantly to Rysus, Cruxophim comments, "Your subjects have been... quiet lately."

Speaking to Rysus, Evia asks, "I am going to be starting a warm clothing drive, perhaps with some help. Will you be contributing?"

Rysus says, "Cloaks and bird masks."

Rysus nods at Evia.

Rysus says, "In bulk."

Rysus says, "Quiet doesn't mean inactive."

Rysus says, "It just so happens, some foolish decisions require more of our presence from time to time."

Rysus leans on Falvicar, giving him a companionable grin.

Lylia asks, "And this foolish decision is...?"

Rysus says, "Oh, the elves."

Speaking to Rysus, Lylia says, "I never thought I would see the day that you agreed on so much with our former mayor."

Speaking to Rysus, Shinann asks, "So, do you know Praxopius Fortney?"

Rysus asks, "Should I?"

Rysus says, "Sounds like a mouthful."

Rysus leans on Puptilian, giving him a companionable grin.

Puptilian removes a jade-hilted longsword with a viper-etched mithril blade from in his waern skin harness.

Rysus shakes his head at Puptilian and clucks his tongue.

Puptilian settles his wedge-shaped whetstone in his hand and slowly runs it along the edge of his jade-hilted longsword's blade.

Speaking to Rysus, Puptilian says, "What? I need a sharp sword if it's to cut through a neck properly."

Puptilian put a jade-hilted longsword with a viper-etched mithril blade in his waern skin harness.

Rysus says, "You should find a hammer instead."

Rysus nods at Puptilian.

Speaking to Rysus, Shinann says, "And, you know everything that happens in this town so thank you for answering... that means yes."

Rysus says, "To help break the chains this town continues to find itself bound with."

Shinann shakes her head.

Rysus grins at Shinann.

Speaking to Rysus, Puptilian says, "Nah sometimes a good removal of a head works just nicely."

Puptilian removes a tarnished rolaren longsword from in his waern skin harness.

Puptilian settles his wedge-shaped whetstone in his hand and slowly runs it along the edge of his rolaren longsword's blade.

Rysus shakes his head.

Rysus shakes his head.

Rysus nods at Wolfloner. [A greeting, perhaps, or a private conversation.]

Rysus says, "But rest assured."

Rysus says, "No imperial or elven influence will expand too far in this area."

Lylia firmly says, "Good."

Speaking to Rysus, Lylia says, "For you realize, the Empire itself has declared the spread of the Vaalor off-limits."

Rysus says, "Yes, but the Empire talks...a lot."

Rysus says, "We will actually do it."

Speaking to Rysus, Lylia replies, "Rather more than you do, it is true. You have been far too quiet of late."

Lylia says, "And we used to speak so often..."

Placing her hand over her heart, Lylia sighs dramatically.

Rysus says, "But..."

Rysus says, "Don't worry."

Rysus says, "If I stab anyone..."

Rysus leans on Puptilian, giving him a companionable grin.

Puptilian removes a gleaming diamond-edged warblade from in his waern skin harness.

Rysus says, "I promise to do it with this."

Rysus tilts his rolaren longsword side to side, making the light play off it.

Puptilian leans on his warblade.

Puptilian grins mischievously.

Rysus asks, "This yours?"

Rysus offers Puptilian a tarnished rolaren longsword.

Puptilian accepts Rysus's rolaren longsword.

Rysus says, "Careful."

Rysus nods at Puptilian.

Speaking to Rysus, Puptilian says, "This one is sharper."

Puptilian taps Rysus lightly on his shoulder.

Rysus says, "I'd hate to have Vaalorians accidentally blame an outspoken opponent..."

Rysus says, "And an ex-mayor at that..."

Rysus shakes his head.

Rysus exclaims, "Scandalous!"

Rysus turns around.

Rysus slips into the crowd.

Idolone's Response to Thadston

[Some time later...]

A uniformed Wehnimer's militiaman just arrived!

A militiaman salutes Stormyrain and Shinann.

The militiaman says, "Captains."

Speaking to a uniformed Wehnimer's militiaman, Stormyrain asks, "What is the news?"

Shinann nods to the Wehnimer's militiaman.

The militiaman says, "I sought out the Marshal, but he is not to be found at this time, as usual."

Stormyrain murmurs, "As usual, indeed."

Shinann raises an eyebrow.

The militiaman says, "We received word from his missive south."

Stormyrain raises an eyebrow.

Shinann nods to the Wehnimer's militiaman.

Shinann turns to face a uniformed Wehnimer's militiaman.

The militiaman says, "We received word from some Lords of Idolone."

The militiaman says, "In regards to the recent activity of the White Sparrows nearby."

Shinann says, "Go on."

The militiaman says, "The letter stated they conducted an investigation into the claims presented by Thadston, and while the presence of a group of White Sparrows was acknowledged, they claimed they had been attacked when coming to shore on the Black Sands, and in fact never attacked the town."

Shinann shakes her head.

The militiaman says, "...and they are requesting a response from Thadston in light of this."

Speaking to a uniformed Wehnimer's militiaman, Shinann says, "We will get word to him to reply."

Speaking to a uniformed Wehnimer's militiaman, Shinann says, "Thank you."

Speaking to a uniformed Wehnimer's militiaman, Stormyrain offers, "Then I suppose the Interim Marshal will have to pen a response."

Speaking to a uniformed Wehnimer's militiaman, Stormyrain says, "Thank you for making us aware. We will pass it on should we see Thadston before you."

Stormyrain gives a sidelong glance at Shinann.

The militiaman says, "Thank you."

The militiaman salutes and marches off.