Lyssana steps down as Queen in favour of her father King Koloth
Prisha is appointed to the Royal Court, Koloth forms a Council of the Wise.
Koloth plans to send Lyssana with Prisha to Hara to forge an alliance with the Bronze clan.
9/9/47: Lyssana invites Prisha & Kym to the Pool of Nymphs.
joriandrake: ahem... Well, Prisha has this plan: Cast Speak with Dead on the dead assassin, but as the "remnant personality" can decide to lie if it believes the asker is an enemy I assume it has enough personality to be fooled (had to read up on how others handle the 5e spell), so Prisha came up with the idea that with help of castle's resources and Mealia she prepares a disguise as a "Hamarkhis Historian from 200 years later of the Skull Order" asking the dead to tell of his actions before 'the fall of Carchimish and the rise of the 'Great Serpent Empire', but this isn't all, Prisha also wishes to prepare a Zone of Truth ahead of questioning as it may work due to the corpse having a semi-personality, and ask Viola for help with Disguise Self potion or similar to increase disguise, and Enhance Ability (Eagle's Splendor) for advantage on charisma checks
Smon: Nice
joriandrake: sorry, this was as long as one of Sandor's speech parts ! re:Bill, if he's clever he will hire a dozen spellcasters all trying to affect mind/wisdom and such if fighting Hakeem
joriandrake: Simple Command lvl1 spells could be his fall
Smon: GM: OK the day after 'curing' Rado d'Sewer (there is an obnoxious lecturer at my work called Rada d'Souzo & the random inn generator named him Rado, hence...)
joriandrake: lol, I thought it was due to Rado/Rat-o
Smon: Hakeem in berserk rage is immune to a lot of mind affecting stuff
Smon: ofc - pun
Smon: Rada d'Souzo - Rada d'Sewer, Rado's wererat mum
joriandrake: ooc: I assume magic still damages him more than normal weapons, plus dig a hole/make him slip on ice/summon those black tentacles
Smon: Because Rats live in Sewers.
joriandrake: anyway, back to Prisha
Smon: >>I assume magic still damages him more than normal weapons<< mostly no
Smon: ok, dinner eaten, ready to GM!
joriandrake: So, is Prisha's plan good? I assume the king cooperates in finding some dungeon on old cell where the corpse can be moved, Zone prepared and stage set?
Smon: 8/8/47 Prisha has all the preparations in place.
Smon: Yup, a dungeon cell beneath the palace, draped in black velvet for extra evilness
joriandrake: Before I start Mealia and otherscheck the quality of the disguise to be used to not make a terrible mistake
Smon: Corpse is on a wood table moved down here
Smon: Deception check for Mealia
Smon: /roll d20+8
Smon rolls 1d20+8 and gets: 3, (+8) = 11
joriandrake: I have Eagle of Splendor on
Smon: Roll Investigation INT+Prof Pr
joriandrake: deception with advantage:
joriandrake Rolls 1d20+7x2 and gets:
17 (+7) = 24
8 (+7) = 15
joriandrake: investigation:
Smon: OK you are very Hamarkhy
joriandrake rolls 1d20+4 and gets: 6, (+4) = 10
joriandrake: well, at least basic
Smon: You don't notice Mealia's couture errors but your own stuff is at least evocative
Smon: GM: Who is present for the ritual?
joriandrake: and as I prepared the story to be from 200 years in future any small inconsistency should be plausible due to that
joriandrake: Only Mealia and Prisha in the room, behind the cells's walls (in ear distance) also the princess and the mindreader Minkai girl
Smon: And you're masked?
joriandrake: if it fits the disguise then yes, perhaps an elaborate half-mask with cosmetics creating scars and such on face under/nearby
joriandrake: plus the gloomy, dim, half-shadow of room should also help
Smon: Ritual masks like the mask/face on right are common in Hamarkhis cult, Ser Baltek tells you - https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQSNAvYcCtkELosjATEsQOQoD4DVCl2LF1CPCoFGuPi1CUPswKdxl0YUwVgzsXoGlEKLpxHBYf_p8vi4kQ-3urMxN7rmJKAG-iT3_9iHnHPPUTsdcooZKwtt_d5Y-hAKjofDKs5gfaFvI/s200/Hamarkhis+Priestess.jpg
Smon: GM: As you are doing weird magicky stuff, Baltek is guarding Lyssana with Juko Inaba, round the corner out of sight.
Smon: GM: OK you begin the ritual - burning incense, chanting, evoking the dead spirit.
joriandrake: A ritual mask then should be fitting, perhaps a skull-resembling one with a whirling serpentine decoration on it //after disguising, Zone of Truth is cast, then Speak with Dead on the corpse, with a few books pprepared nearby, an ink, pen, and a scroll at the ready for this Historian to write down the answers
Smon: OK. 10 minutes later the powerful ritual climaxes (burning a lv3 slot).
Smon: The corpse shudders. The decaying eyelids flick open.
Smon: Dark yellow corpse eyes stare at you.
Sandor Sunneson:
Smon: "YESSS??"
Smon: Says the dead man, the gap in his lower jaw from the dagger blow creating a whistling effect.
Smon: He raises his head slightly from the bier, regarding Prisha.
Smon: Mealia trembles slightly, but tries to remain impassive & behind Prisha.
joriandrake: "I'm a Historian from the Skull Order under orders of the Great Serpent Empire. I need you to answer a few questions from your time, about 200 years ago, before Carchimish fell. AS I understand you were a loyal follower of Hamarkhis."
Smon: "WHYYY DO YOUUU..." he pauses. "YESSS. THAT IS MY FIRST ANSWER."
Smon: "I MUSSST ANSSSWER FOUR MORRRE."
joriandrake: "I have no time to waste, so let's get this done quickly. First question, is it correct you didn't see the fall of Carchimish with your own eyes?"
joriandrake: ooc: that was a statement/Þclaration above, not a question
Smon: /roll d6
Smon rolls 1d6 and gets: 3,
Smon: "NO. I WASSS THERE WHEN THE BRIGAND LORDSSS CAME. THREE MORE."
joriandrake: "Who gave you the orders at that time?"
Smon: (the dead are not charitable)
Smon: "MISTRESS KOLDA. TWO MORE."
Sandor Sunneson:
joriandrake: "What exactly were your orders?"
Smon: "AT THAT TIME, MY ORDERSSS WERE TO SERVE HAMARKHISSS WITH ALL MY SSSOUL. ALSSO TO HELLP KOLDA GAIN THE TRUSSST OF MYTSSSH, THE WIZARD, WHO WAS THE SSTRONGGESSST OF THE BRIGAND LORDSSS."
joriandrake: ooc: Does Prisha know of this Kolda?
Smon: "ONE MORE."
Smon: Prisha can roll DC 10 INT+Prof
joriandrake rolls 1d20+4 and gets: 8, (+4) = 12
Smon: Yes. She was the high priestess of Hamarkis. At the Battle of Krens Cairn the wyvern-riding dragonborn Shieldbiter picked her up and dropped her from a considerable height.
Smon: Splat
joriandrake: Prisha notes in her mind she's being tries to get fooled
Smon: She was an ally of the brigand lords of Carchimish &through them, Yusan
joriandrake: "Who gave you the orders, on which you acted the day you died?"
Smon: "NO ONE ORDERED ME.... I WAS THE SSTRONGESST LEFFT! "
Smon: He seems to struggle with something, glaring at Prisha.
joriandrake: "well, thank you. This is all."
Smon: "THE RED ONE ONLY GAVE ME THE..."
joriandrake: ?
Smon: The corpse falls silent.
joriandrake: persuasion check?
joriandrake: to get him to tell it?
Smon: The head falls back as the spell ends.
Smon: When she's sure the animation is ended, Mealia removes her mask, wiping sweat from her brow.
joriandrake: "Okay, thankfully this can be repeated, but will need a week, now we got that it believed to act on its own free will and not orders, BUT there is a 'Red One', any ideas who that might be?"
Smon: "Hm."
Smon: 10 days
joriandrake: Prisha takes the mask off, thankfull that the corpse can't remember/gain new memories and this can be acted again a wek later if needed
joriandrake: ooc 10 days, ok
Smon: Lyssana emerges from cover.
joriandrake: ooc: Prisha says 2 weeks then
joriandrake: "He tried to avoid clear answers, shifty bastard"
Smon: "Thank you for your efforts, good Prisha." OOC I assume you did the remove curse yesterday.
Smon: Baltek: "I've seen this ritual before - the buggers are always like that!"
joriandrake: ooc: yes we did you also told me of the effect I saw right away
Smon: Lyssana is looking much better. Her father too has been looking better these past few days.
joriandrake: "Maybe I wasn't convincing enough to be a historian from the future 'Great Empire' Prisma says as she puts something on the corpse to get it out of sight
joriandrake: Prisha * (damt lack of coffee)
Smon: Prisha drapes a shroud back over the corpse. Lyssana: "I have something to tell you, Prisha."
joriandrake: "Yes my Queen?" She smiles encouragingly
Smon: Lyssana smiles back. "That's just it. After you cured me, I spoke with father, and we both agreed. That barbarian Sandor was very convincing. Carchimish needs her King back!"
Smon: "So, I'm going to abdicate. I'll be a Princess again. My father will rule again as King Koloth."
Smon: She looks hard to see Prisha's reaction. "He has come to value you very much, Mistress Acharya."
joriandrake: Prisha nods. "If this is your own, true wish then I have nothing to say against it." Then pauses for a moment "It might also mean we get more time to get to know each other better, without curses affecting you."
Smon: "He plans to announce that you are our Chaplain - a kind of House Priest. And he is forming a Council to advise him..."
Smon: Lyssana nods. "It is my wish. I don't want to be a plaything of men any more, to be married off for my lands. When I marry, I want it to be for love."
Smon: She looks down.
Smon: "If anyone will have me..."
joriandrake: "How is your father? Has he also changed since the spell was cast and Meroya's protective charms given?"
joriandrake: ooc was typing slow
Smon: Baltek: "Pshaw! Princess Lyssana, a thousand swains would pay dear for your love!"
Smon: Lyssana looks up, eyes bright. "He seems much better. It's as if that horrid barbarian gave him back his fire!"
joriandrake: Prisha touches her face and raises her head smiling. "If you wish, I can tell you about my journey from Popolva to here, and of the faith of Meroya, Goddess of Love. I believe it might help you find your true calling."
Sandor Sunneson: OOC: They listened :O,cheeky XP please
joriandrake: Prisha also Smiles at Baltek on his remark
Smon: Lyssana nods keenly. "I would love to hear all about it - about both. And more..."
joriandrake: ooc: and ignores the evesdroppers
Smon: "...Father wants you on his Council, along with Ser Baltek, Ser Oghrin and the Fool - the man whose agents caught that cultist."
joriandrake: Prisha nods "I will give my lessons to Mealia today, I believe it could be done in your room. I also believe while I'm here she would be a good hmm... 'lady in waiting' is it called? Or rather, a clever girl with good eyes to act as a bodyguard?" ooc: consider the princess recruited?
Smon: She smiles. "And me, too! He says I need to learn how to rule, for when he's gone."
joriandrake: "I will have to decide my answer to your father, I should be able to stay at least as ling the temple is ready and staffed."
Smon: OOC: I wouldn't really class her as your Henchman, though she is allied.
joriandrake: "I don't think I will be leaving anytime soon however" Prisha smirks a bit
Smon: Lyssana nods. "I can help with that. Anything you need for the temple..."
joriandrake: ooc: that means Prisha needs more work onher then
Smon: Lyssana beckons Prisha to come with her.
joriandrake: Prisha smiles mischieviously "I also still have to decide what my 'One wish' is which the King promised to fulfill"
joriandrake: and Prisha takes Lyssana's hand and goes with her
Smon: "Father is making announcements this evening... But we can spend time together first. And tomorrow I want to show you the Isle of Nymphs, where men are forbidden to go..."
joriandrake: calling Mealia to come too... just let's leave the costumes here to avoid misundertandings
joriandrake: "That sounds interesting." Prisha says about the Isle
Smon: GM: A costumeless Prisha & Mealia go up to Lyssana's room for some instruction in the arts of Meroya/princess rumpy-pumpy....
Smon: ok you can roll sexual technique
joriandrake: still less than a hour since the speak with dead?
joriandrake: if yes, advantage due to Eagle of Splendor:
Smon: "The island islovely! I swim out there with my handmaid, we bathe among the lillies..."
Smon: ok
joriandrake Rolls 1d20+10x2 and gets:
8 (+10) = 18
15 (+10) = 25
Smon: Prisha is glowing
Smon: OK the princess is hopelessly enslaved by your ars amatoria, you can take her as henchee #5 I think it is?
joriandrake: After this great... event, Prisha believes all three of them will be positively glowing
joriandrake: ooc: #5 yes, and taken, and also Priestess trainee (ideal would be for her to lead a temple here
Smon: (king may have other ideas for his daughter - he wants a grandson!) That evening, a quite exhausted/very satisfied Prisha, Lyssana and Mealia assemble in the grand hall.
joriandrake: Prisha starts to introduce the Kamasutra to the Wilderlands with Mealia's aid
joriandrake: ooc: she can still marry so that's not ap roblem for a future Priestess-Queen
joriandrake: "GHretings your Majesty"
Smon: Lyssana is in what would be a scandalously revealing gown, were not the other women in the hall except Prisha entirely nude.
joriandrake: "I heard you requested our presence" Prisha bows slightly
Smon: Koloth beams. "I hear the interrogation had limited success, but Baltek tells me the dead git said he was their leader. That's good."
Smon: Koloth nods. The crowd of assembled veterans, Juko by his side, Ladies Sumata & Rosaria naked among the crowd.
Smon: Koloth turns to the crowd:
Smon: "Friends! Today is a great day!"
joriandrake: "Well, limited indeed, we got to hear about a "red one", and can try again in two week, of course until then other means of search can also happen"
Smon: He nods to Lyssana, who steps forward.
Smon: Lyssana: "Friends! I will be Princess again. I name my father Koloth as your sole ruler - and King!"
Smon: There are cheers from the crowd, obviously expecting this.
Smon: Koloth smiles, waves for silence
joriandrake: Prisha smiles, quietly waiting for him to continue.
Smon: "Now, my first act is to appoint an Advisory Council, to whom I name my daughter Lyssana, Sers Baltek and Oghrin, Priestess Acharya, and the Wise Fool. They all have more than proved their worth!"
Smon: Clapping and cheers. Mealia whispers in Prisha's ear: "Congratulations, Mistress."
Smon: Koloth: "There is more!"
Smon: Silence falls.
joriandrake: "Thank you, but this is still just the first temple on the continent" she whispers back
Smon: Koloth: "A week ago, Priestess Acharya spoke to me. She convinced me that in my soft heart, I had been too merciful to those traitorous sluts, Sumata and Rosaria!"
Smon: The two traitor nobles pale.
joriandrake: I raise an eyebrow
Smon: Koloth: "Accordingly, I now strip them of all lands and titles and sentence them to slavery, for the rest of their natural lives!"
Smon: More cheers.
Smon: The two women look faint.
Smon: Koloth on his throne turns to Prisha.
joriandrake: She patiently waits for hr time to speak
Smon: "And, Lady Acharya, I now grant one of these slave whores to you, to serve for the Glory of Meroya. On condition only that you neither free her, nor grant her clothing..."
Smon: He catches his daughter's eye.
Smon: "...Perhaps a loincloth, if she is very good. Oh yes, that remind me - the ban on female clothing in the palace is rescinded! It is enough that the slaves go naked, to know their place."
Smon: Slight disgruntlement from the men, there.
Smon: Koloth turns to Prisha.
Smon: "So, which do you choose? The viper Sumata, who liked to whip my dear daughter with cane when she was held captive by Marnt the brigand lord? Or Rosaria, her more foolish but equally vile accomplice?"
Smon: The two women look beseechingly to Prisha, they must think her soft hearted or easy to manipulate.
Smon: Or at least a better prospect than the King's Hall.
joriandrake: Prisha takes the hand of Lyssana and steps before the two women, then turns to the crown. "What these women did to your beloved home is hard to impress by words, but the love of Meroya is great and her benevolence is renown, as is her patience. Hear me good people, a new temple will be opened to Meroya, and one of these ladies will come and serve there. They lost their nobility, but their lives are spared by the good king and by the will of Meroya, Princess Lyssana will choose herself with my blessing as new Court Priestess which of these two should have a better treatment and a second chance at the new temple. See the wisdom and kindness of your ruling dynasty, people of Carchimish!"
joriandrake: crowd*
joriandrake: expüress by words (sorry for typos)
Smon: roll CHA+prof
joriandrake rolls 1d20+7 and gets: 18, (+7) = 25
Smon: The crowd seem very impressed, clapping enthusiastically, even Oghrin!
Smon: Lyssana looks a bit taken aback by being put on the spot.
joriandrake: Prisha looks at the people and seems satisfied herself with the result
Smon: She turns to Sumata. "You never missed a chance to humiliate me, Lady Sumata. If not for Odo, you would have slit my throat. Let you be humiliated in turn."
joriandrake: ooc: I assume Lyssana knows the one she doesn't pick has the worst situation sticking here instead at the temple
Smon: She turns to Rosaria. "You are a weak, vain, foolish, prideful woman. You did as Sumata said - you used your body and your wiles to win the favour of the Brigand Lords...."
Smon: (looks like)
Smon: Lyssana pauses.
joriandrake: Prisha awaits the decision
Smon: "...But I do not think you are truly evil. By the grace of Our Lady Meroya, By Her Infinite Love, perhaps your worthless life might come to have some meaning. Might even be redeemed. You shall serve at the Temple of Love."
Smon: Rosaria falls to her knees, head bowed in gratitude. "Your Majesty!"
Smon: Lyssana smiles triumphantly. "No. My Father is the Only Majesty here. Now, go to your new Mistress."
Smon: Rosaria hurriedly rises and moves to kneel at Prisha's feet.
Smon: Oghrin puts a possessive paw on Sumata's haunch, leering possessively.
joriandrake: "This is the first royal decision of Queen Lyssana, and the last one as from today King Koloty regained the throne in all meaning and by all laws. Untill she inherits its or her father grants it back to her. Meroya observed the choice and welcomes Rosaria. Be wise to not waste your second chance."
joriandrake: Koloth*
Smon: roll CHA+prof
Smon: don't get under 10
joriandrake: "As the two women are not nobility anymore even if anyone would attempt to remove the royal dynasty from the throne these two women wouldn't be in the line of inheritance, so those plans are futile."
joriandrake: "/roll d20+7
joriandrake rolls 1d20+7 and gets: 7, (+7) = 14
joriandrake: Then Prisha turns around and bows to the King
Smon: Koloth chuckles. "Indeed not! My Council shall keep me on the straight and narrow. Now, let us feast!"
9:48pm 2018-2-08 Sandor Sunneson Has exited the room
9:48pm 2018-2-08 Sandor Sunneson Has entered the room
Smon: GM: Prisha is invited to High Table w Lyssana & the rest of the Council.
joriandrake: She will ask lysanna where she should sit, by her side, between her and her father, or somewhere else
Smon: Mealia is relegated to the low tables, the only clothed woman there.
Smon: Lyssana sits Prisha to her right, her father to her left.
Smon: Koloth is clearly honouring his daughter, at his right side.
Smon: He eats happily, eagerly - Prisha notes Oghrin tastes all the food Juko brings from the kitchen.
joriandrake: "I hope the coming days will be as positive as today. We still need to look into some things but results are promising."
Smon: Oghrin pats his stomach, grinning. "Stomach of the dwarves! Cast steel!"
joriandrake: Prisha will try to get juko to the table too once she finished with serving, iof the King allows
Smon: Koloth nods. "There is much to be hopeful for - and much cause for concern. We have just heard the news from Ahyf - Hakeem has slain the dragon Matriarx, and sailed to claim her hoard."
joriandrake: "Inaba is very helpful your Majesty, please consider adding her to the council of advisors."
Smon: Koloth frowns at Prisha's suggestion. "She is a dear slave.... but she *is* a slave. And she did fail to read the intentions of that Assassin! Most would have had her whipped, at least."
Smon: Juko clearly 'hears' that, and pales.
9:54pm 2018-2-08 ZardokhasSpoken Has entered the room
joriandrake: Prisha smiles "We were able to rush after the assassin, and at least get it killed and the corpse taken back because she helped with her powers and shared the image of the 'cook' with me. She had a great part in our success my king."
Smon: Oghrin pats the slave girl's rump as she stands by the table. Oghrin: "Aye, the King is right."
Smon: DC 22 CHA+prof
Smon: hi Zardok
joriandrake: "Perhaps not be a part of council then, perhaps have her as a proper servant, a freed slave instead," Prisha suggests her actual planned idea
Smon: Koloth: "But I need her!"
ZardokhasSpoken: Hello, mind if I lurk awhile?
Smon: (sure)
Sandor Sunneson: Also lurking, lol
joriandrake: ooc: was meant to 'barter' first to suggest council spot only to offer freed slave status as true servant next
joriandrake rolls 1d20+7 and gets: 11, (+7) = 18
Sandor Sunneson: Unlucky
Smon: Prisha hears Juko's voice. ~I am happy to serve, Mistress. I have nowhere to go but here.~
joriandrake: "I doN't say to let her leave, just be a proper servant?"
joriandrake: Prisha turns to Juko "I didn't mean to get you out of here. Only to be a full servant with some payment."
Smon: Koloth chuckles, swigs his wine. "If I live long enough to see her get fat, her looks and talent start to fade, most likely I'll reward her for her loyal service with freedom. A little house and land."
Smon: Juko smiles happily. ~Your Majesty is most generous!~
Smon: Koloth shrugs, emptying the goblet. "Yes I am. And one day there'll be some handsome young knight to reward with your hand. But not today."
joriandrake: Prisha nods to the king then turns back to Juko to speak softly "YOu can talk to me any time, you always have some lace to go, here the castle, or by my side if you wish to talk. I still remember my promise to look into that sister of yours as well."
Smon: Juko nods gratefully to Prisha.
Smon: Koloth: "Now, a little business... That barbarian dog plans to set Hakeem against us! We could soon have an army at our walls. We need allies."
joriandrake: "but enough talk for now, let us enjoy the feast." Prisha says at the end and sips some red wine
joriandrake: and Prisha almost spits the wine out
10:00pm 2018-2-08 ZardokhasSpoken Has exited the room
Smon: LOL
Sandor Sunneson:
joriandrake: "well, it is always wise to be prepared and there also those brigands and other dangers the army could gain experience on." She says a while
joriandrake: after a*
Smon: Kololth looks to Lyssana. "Beloved daughter, now that you are no longer Queen, you can serve me best as Emissary. With your Advisor, the Priestess of Love."
Smon: Koloth scowls at mention of local threats.
Smon: "Oh yes, the raiders. Indeed. You see, I have a plan to kill two birds with one stone!"
joriandrake: "Your Majesty, think of those threats as free training we don't have to pay for"
10:02pm 2018-2-08 Sandor Sunneson Has exited the room
Smon: He looks to Prisha, ignoring her miliitary advice. "Have you heard of Hara?"
joriandrake: "hm... unsure, it sounds like another name from the Dragon Isles, perhaps a mercenary?"
Smon: "It is a town. One of three in these parts, with Carchimish and Ahyf."
joriandrake: "Then I'm afraid I didn't." She lowers her eyes, failing the local geography
Smon: "Ruled by the Bronzes. Lord Namelin Bronze is high in the councils of Hakeem, our King-Regent of the new empire."
Smon: The men seem to find Prisha's ignorance rather endearing.
joriandrake: "Is the Princess and me going as ambassadors there then?"
joriandrake: "or rhather, emissaries?"
Smon: "But the true head of the Bronze clan is the Lady Llanet, Namelin's mother, and someone I know well. A formidable woman."
Smon: Koloth nods. "That is my wish. Go there, win the favour of the Bronzes - most powerful family in the Empire. Hakeem will not lightly move against them, whatever that fool tells him."
joriandrake: Prisha nods. "It is always wise to seek allies, and even better if they help ensure peace and prosperity."
Smon: Lyssana: "Namelin is a great man. He woke the dragon, Dyson Logos! Defeated the Black Sun - won the war! But he is married, is he not, father?"
joriandrake: Prisha realizes they look for someone to engage with Lyssana. "Is lyssana to be betrothed?"
Smon: Koloth nods slowly. "He is married, in a way. Has two children by Earani Cor, former ruler of Hara. Usurped her throne, took her for a concubine... But he might be persuaded..."
10:11pm 2018-2-08 Sandor Sunneson Has entered the room
Smon: Koloth shrugs. "And if not, Llanet has other sons."
Smon: Lyssana looks uncertain, but nods.
Smon: "I will do this, father. For you and for Carchimish. If..."
Smon: Koloth: "Yes?"
Smon: Lyssana looks up, a tear glistening in her eye. "If... if I deem the man worthy. It shall be *my* choice!"
joriandrake: "We should be careful to handle this with delicacy, and not anger Hakeem, or trigger a 'civil war' in Hara. New friends and allies are nice, but there is risk, also, we need an escort of guards. I will send Malia for my own sisters in faith to go with us, however they're no warriors."
joriandrake: and Prisha agrees "Lyssana is to become Queen again, and it is important she deems her future husband worthy"
Smon: Koloth slowly nods to Lyssana. "As you say. You are truly my daughter. He turns to Prisha, listening to her words. "Yes. Lady Llanet is the key - be careful with her! A great friend - a terrible enemy! They say it was she who persuaded Namelin to forsake the Black Sun and side with Hakeem." (tbc)
joriandrake: tbc?
Smon: Koloth: "Lyssana will be Queen again when I die - and not a second before! There is time enough... Guards? Yes, of course."
Smon: To Be Continued
joriandrake: ah ok, session is over then?
Smon: no
Smon: I meant had not finished his response
joriandrake: sorry, language barrier stikes
Smon:
joriandrake: ok
Sandor Sunneson: II thought to be confirmed
joriandrake: Prisha seeks Sir baltek and Oghrin with her eyes
joriandrake: "May I request one of Oghrin or Ser Baltek to also join our escort?"
Smon: Baltek catches her eye. "We cannot spare men from Carchimish at present, but the central Vale is quiet. I shall give you a letter to take to Plato, to pick up a contingent there."
joriandrake: ooc: how big is a 'contingent'?
Smon: Koloth: "Oghrin is my bodyguard! Baltek commands the Palace Guard! I cannot spare them. ...That Porkins fellow over in Plato, he's a good chap."
Smon: (several)
joriandrake: "Hm, very well, although we should decide there how many guards we need, we shouldn't look like an invading force isntead of being a diplomatic one."
Smon: Lyssana: "If we take the best men from Plato, that should be enough. With Meroya's protection."
joriandrake: she smiled "And I believe it will do good for the Princess to journey in fresh air under the open"
Smon: GM: The meal winds down. Lyssana chats animatedly about the upcoming journey.
Smon: You meet with Mealia - who now has ex-Lady Rosaria on a leash - as the crowd breaks up. Lyssana: "Tomorrow morning I want to see your Temple! Then we can go for a swim..."
joriandrake: Prisha sides back to Mealia and takes her to a quiet corner to tell her about the situation, asking for the girls to pack up as the training will continue on the journey and Hara as well. The others are still in need to meet Lyssana anyway
10:24pm 2018-2-08 Sandor Sunneson Has exited the room
joriandrake: "Lyssana, the temple is still to be renovated but we can visit it yes, that will be an ideal place to meet up with the others."
joriandrake: Prisha tells of Viola, and how her villa is going to be the temple
joriandrake: "There are also pleasant vineyards around it, which you might be able to hand over to Viola, and her gardener halfling"
Smon: Lyssana looks disapprovingly at slave Rosaria. "You should take that thing back to the Temple and begin her instruction. I expect she'll need a lot of chastisement." Mealia smiles at that, apparently not averse to 'loving chastisement'.
Smon: Lyssana listens. "Yes, it sounds lovely!"
joriandrake: "Viola's potions helped cure lycanthropy, and her potions also helped you... when not sabotaged by some assassin"
Smon: GM: Renovations have started, with Koloth sending workers and materials.
joriandrake: "I believe you will all get along fine" Prisha beams
Smon: Lyssana nods. "Yes, Viola. I hear she's *awfully* shy though?"
joriandrake: I instruct Mealia before she leaves to not be 'too' harsh with her, after all this is a second chance and not pure slavery, even if the king assumes otherwise
joriandrake: Prisha smiles at Lyssana "We're working on getting her become less shy"
Smon: Mealia chuckles softly. "Oh. Prisha. I will be gentler with this slave than with many of my paying clientele!"
joriandrake: "oookay... but don't be surprised if I ask you later about your paying clientele"
Smon: Mealia giggles. Lyssana smiles back at Prisha. "Let's work on making Viola less shy ...together!" She looks thoughtful. "As for the vineyards... Yes, I suppose they could be worked by the followers of Meroya, couldn't they? I'll ask father about that, too."
Smon: Mealia tugs on Rosaria's leash. "Okay, we're going home now... Prisha, I'll see you tomorrow?"
Smon: Lyssana smiles, putting an arm around Prisha's waist.
joriandrake: "Indeed, as far I know the vineyards were once part of the estate, although I may be mistaken. They would be helpful in keeping the costs for alchemical potions low by selling grapes and wine" Before we leave the castle next day Prisha prepares a 'route through the castle from kitchen to lyssana's bedroom, then casts "Detect Poison and Disease" and runs from kitchen to bedroom to to check what she can
joriandrake: Prisha hugsMealia "Yes see you tomorrow!"
Smon: GM: Prisha spends a night of love in the princess's boudoir - a surprisingly tender lover, for before Prisha she had known only the brute Marnt and the indifferent Rey Mercellin.
Smon: The next day Prisha checks for poisons.
Smon: /roll d6
Smon rolls 1d6 and gets: 6,
Smon: LOL
joriandrake: "Be sure to marry only who you truly love, but unlike other religions Meroyana is fine with having more than one partner, husband or wofe, and also oyu can still be a priestess if you wish to become one under my tutelage"
Smon: Finds a fat stash of that white poppy powder hidden in a kitchen cupboard.
joriandrake: "Sigh" Prisha notifies Juko
10:36pm 2018-2-08 Sandor Sunneson Has entered the room
Smon: Lyssana smiles: "So many possibilities! I hear Lord Bronze is a great hero - a little older than me, but much younger than Ser Baltek or Father. I wonder if he'd take a proper wife..."
joriandrake: "Turn the castle upside down while we're gone. If required get the Athena priestess to help as well."
joriandrake: She tells Juko Inaba
Smon: Juko nods. ~We will search hard. I will read minds of all the servants.~
joriandrake: "Lysanna, the world is full with men and women so indeed, so many possibilities." She smiles and giggles at lyssana's comment
joriandrake: Then as earlier mentioned, the villa/temple, and the "Isle of nymphs", then the journey I believe is the list to do
Smon: GM: Prisha gets the impression Lyssana doesn't plan to leave Carchimish for another few days, at least. Time enough to summon a retinue of guards from Plato.
Smon: 9/8/47
joriandrake: Ok, will do, asking for the Porkins guy by name too with a royal runner/messenger
Smon: Work on the temple is proceeding very well it seems, though Viola Narangi is a little agitated by all the disturbance.
joriandrake: Delanie wil also be notified of Ironfist's deed
Smon: (Delanie knows, that was a week ago) Lyssana & Prisha find Viola taking refuge in the swimming pool with another young woman you don't recognise.
joriandrake: Prisha hugs Viola "See, your villa will be renovated and made better, people will come to use your potions to get well, and you might also get the lovely vineyards" then she smiles "of course, you also can come with us to hara if you wish while renovations go on, and join the training for priestesses"
joriandrake: "Hello" she greets the newcomer, then turns to Viola "A friend?"
Smon: Viola nods. "This is Kym - Kym Goodkind,the merchant?"
Smon: https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgS9PI-HFyNieHLf5sH0DE7AHr2pOd6hZ1rk-wSFzkm657hCF0Sx9J1Bc5sZ5fkuVosjRH70zUyyFj1L1Zr4echehWToqR49M9j_1EoEkIE87AMcF3Hoj_redGREkLGpXvHQEbJ4eryd4w/s400/02+Kym+Goodkind.jpg
Smon: Kym smiles and waves up at Prisha & Lyssana from the pool. "Hello milady - miladies?"
joriandrake: "Ah, I believe I heard her name, also a friend to Nightshadow?" (ooc tha's the name Prisha knows Bill's char by, right?)
Smon: yup
Smon: Kym smiles, blushing slightly. "Yes, Nightshadow and I are together."
Smon: (I'll say you heard it by now)
joriandrake: Prisha being not shy around girls anymore swims over to Kym and hugs her as well. "Helo, nice to meet you. I'm Prisha Acharya!"
joriandrake: ooc: still annoyed that almsot all girls around her have bigger boobs though
Smon: GM: Princess Lyssana brought a handmaid slave with her today, Shae - https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5xLAz6mlPVQL_p6PAzn-R0_PRbm5n-DKPu4LrfkooHsUMiJAKhCXR0MD1btTKfQ44boIgjQrx2UGxDg1u70HknvjtRDpqm_YWwlQ2JYNwJKs8KES0Z_dAK7is6YlQjgjJZV69idod-2ZB/s320/Shae+the+Handmaid.jpg
Smon: LOL
joriandrake: o_O
Smon: At least Mealia has the same small half elf bosom
joriandrake: Ok, she greets Shae too
joriandrake: ooc: yep but she's more developed (then again, her boob envy is somewhat anime-ish teenage girl envy as well so it's all fine and well)
Smon: Lyssana: "We're going to the Isle of Nymphs! The waters there are magical! The lilies... You must all come... You too, Kym!"
Smon: (this is pretty anime)
joriandrake: "I'm fine with her joining us... if she or Nightshadow doesn't mind"
joriandrake: ooc: yes, almost an "onsen-scene"
Smon: Kym pushes back a strand of hair from her eyes: "I've never been there... but it certainly sounds interesting!"
10:49pm 2018-2-08 Sandor Sunneson Has exited the room
Smon: GM: OK seems like a good time to say CUT
joriandrake: Prisha will slip back beside Viola in the water and ask again if she would join us on the journey
joriandrake: ok, thank you
Smon: (Yup Viola will gladly go to get away from the builders!) Prisha can have 1200 XP
Postscript, morning 9/8/47
Delanie isn't around at the villa this morning. Her cousin Esmalia comes out to see Prisha by the pool.
"Hi Mistress Prisha! Delanie says she'll be gone a few days, she's going along on a merchant trip with Ironfist and his master Don Nightshadow. Apparently Ironfist couldn't bear to be without her!"
Esmalia smiles.
"She said not to worry, she left you this note..."
Esmalia hands Prisha a poorly written note, definitely Delanie's writing, saying the above, and sorry for any trouble. She will continue teaching Ironfist in the ways of Meroya.
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