Tarek leaned against the wall in the afternoon shade. He reveled in the sights, sounds, smells and purses of Modron. These last weeks travelling with Marcus from Tegel to the port City-state had been everything he hoped it would in both good and bad ways.
The battle if it could be called such, with bandits just outside the village of Sunlitten had energized them all. The bandit leader turned out to be wanted and was sold for a sack of gold to an Altanian bounty hunter. The strange sea-trade affected by the "fishermen" there was a new expierence as well. The encounter in Seastrand with the Jarls chief thane Rangott, had put Tarek ill at ease. Memeories long supressed had risen and the young thief fought an innner battle to not put his friends at risk.
Young Tyrrian found the port especially exciting, for Sashu had a dominate temple here. The Temple boasts a small coliseum from which justice is dispenced in the open air for the public to see.Much of his days and some nights have been spent there conversing with the Priests.
Moep has gained quite the noteriety as a celebrity Chef of unique cuisine. Marcus allowed him full run of the villa's kitchens and since the first night a stream of local high ranking Merchants and Guildsmen have been clamouring to be invited for a chance to sup with Marcus and the "Heroes of Eros".
The rest of the party have wiled away thier time in the comforts of the villa itself or roaming the shops and markets of Modron. The ability to squander coin on luxuries that a few months ago were beyond the wildest dreams of a peasant have overcome them.
Alexander has been surprised to find how popular he has become amongst the common citizens of Tharbrain descent. It seems he has been likened to an ancient wizard called Shadankin. The live eel living inside his glass staff has been a favorite among the children. The leader of a troupe of performers has begged the young wizard to join them onstage in the part of Shadankin himself, as they tell the old stories in honor of the Tharbrian founding festival of Modron.
Lars gains a few notable contacts through introductions from Marcus among the back alleys of Modron. An entire network of black market dealers, smugglers and fences are revealed as well as how to deal with corrupt city officials.
It seems good times are to be had by all.....
Having the opportunity to speak with the Priests of Sashu and to watch Justice being dispensed have been exciting. Also volunteering at a local smithy is helping to keep the skills sharp and the muscles trained. This is truly a better place with far more opportunities than little Tegal could ever have provided!
ReplyDeleteTarek: "It seems good times are to be had by all...." That's just when the rug get's pulled out from under your feet.
So, there's tales of a mermaid queen, I've never been with a mermaid before....
Oh well, at least there is good drink, pipe weed, and fat purses for the plucking here in Modron, even if it doesn't last forever. Sooner or later, we will need to make our way to the City State of the Invincible Overlord, anyways.
Shadankin. Who was he?
ReplyDeleteA Tharbrian wizard who lived long ago....
DeleteWould Marcus show me around to the local business men?
ReplyDeleteYes, the post has been edited above.
DeleteSally: Is there a temple or shrine to Mesha?
ReplyDeleteThere are many shrines throughout Modron. Mesha does have some here, mostly outside the city amognst the local farmers and herders.
DeleteAnyone ready for a nice show and story?
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It seems that I was up staged by Alexander-Shadankin.
ReplyDeleteI start spreading rumors that Alexander is Shadankin's son.I start spreading rumors that Alexander is Shadankin's heir. I start spreading rumors that Alexander is Shadankin reborn. I start spreading rumors that Alexander is Shadankin's avatar. I start spreading rumors that Alexander is Shadankin in disguise. I start spreading rumors that Alexander is Shadankin with amnesia after a great undersea battle.
Alex-Shadankin.
These rumors are running rampant all over the city in no time.
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DeleteHave I made any friends since the Tharbrian founding festival of Modron?
ReplyDeleteWhy yes, in particular there are Madame Sota the fortune teller. She is desperate to get you in for a reading. Dubious Deletter, owner and operator of The Philosophers Stone, an alchemy shop of repute and the only one in the City.
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