[Old] [RP] Denlhor's interview with the Federation of Merchants

Wendell · Post by **Wendell** » Thu Jul 25, 2019 2:04 pm

### In my continued hopes to encourage people to expand on what they can do within the game, I've double-checked with the IMMs that it would be okay to share this. In the past it's always felt discouraged to share House/God interviews, though largely that is to avoid spoilers for things that are currently on-going in the game. This interview involved no current players, and I hope does not spoil anything, only encourages people who may not have been through the process before. Houses are a lot of fun and I'd love to see more people participate!###

# The Auction House
# This chamber is profusely decorated with expensive artwork and antique
# furniture, much of it discreetly labeled with extortionate prices. Several
# rows of bench seating dominate the room, facing a podium set atop a small
# stage. The room is brilliantly lit, allowing excellent views of the
# merchandise for sale here, and seals of Merchant Council licensing are
# prominently displayed. A sign sits atop a table on the side, detailing how
# proceedings occur here. A grand double-doorway opens southwards onto
# Commerce Street.
#
# [Exits: south]
# A messenger strides along the street with a delivery.
# A well-dressed auctioneer is here, examining a list of goods.
# (Charmed) A large granite statue of a man is here.
#
# <1277(1277)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 21:30>
# A messenger places his hands on his thighs, panting heavily.
#
# <1277(1277)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 21:30>
# A messenger wheezes, 'Denlhor?'
#
# <1277(1277)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 22:00>
# Denlhor looks up, nodding at the messenger.
#
# <1277(1277)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 22:30>
# Denlhor asks, 'Yes, what can I do for you?'
#
# <1277(1277)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 22:30>
# A messenger quickly straightens his posture, then clears his throat.
#
# <1277(1277)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 22:30>
# A messenger states, 'I have an urgent message for you. Your presence is requested at the gates of Corvalius Manor.'
#
# <1277(1277)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 23:00>
# You no longer see invisible objects.
#
# <1277(1277)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 23:30>
# Denlhor grunts, checking the time. He remarks, 'Well, commerce never sleeps.'
#
# <1277(1277)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 23:30> wo
# You have 106 platinum, 2 gold, 7 silver, 14 copper, and 518600 experience (23371 exp to level).
# You have 8007 exploration points (0 ep to level).
# You are lightly encumbered by your equipment.
#
# <1277(1277)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 23:30>
# You give a messenger 2 gold.
#
# <1277(1277)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 23:30>
# You say, 'Thank you.'
#
# <1277(1277)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 23:30>
# A messenger smiles happily.
#
# <1277(1277)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 23:30>

### Running to Manor

# <1297(1297)hp 304(320)m 466(492)mv
# 1:00> north
# Before the Palisades of Corvalius Manor
# The road ends at the palisades of Corvalius Manor, headquarters of the
# Federation of Merchants. Barred, brazen gates, their center inset with the
# seal of the Corvalius family, tower to the west. Tall, thick walls carved
# from Brintor stone stretch to the north and south, surrounding the manor and
# its grounds and separating them from both the Lidraeu shoreline and the
# outskirts of Gaald. Set immediately to the northern side of the gates is a
# small guardhouse of matching Brintor stone. A paved road leads south back
# to Gaald.
#
# Various wanted posters are tacked to the stone, listing the active bounties
# on Avendar's adventurers.
#
# [Exits: south west]
# Anarthag, the gate warden for Corvalius Manor, stands here.
# Anarthag quickly straightens his posture before saying, 'Welcome to Corvalius Manor. If you have business with the Federation of Merchants, please request an audience with one of their officers. Otherwise, please wait here.'
#
# <1297(1297)hp 304(320)m 465(492)mv
# 1:00>
# Haerdoth has arrived from the west.
#
# <1297(1297)hp 304(320)m 465(492)mv
# 1:00>
# Denlhor nods his head as he enters, saying, 'I believe I was expected?'
#
# <1297(1297)hp 311(320)m 492(492)mv
# 1:30> l haerdoth
# Haerdoth Corvalius IV, heir to the Corvalius family and current Chief
# Merchant of the Grand Federation of Merchants, stands here, his sea-blue
# eyes calmly assessing his surroundings. Though the silver of middle age has
# begun to show in his sandy blonde hair and his neatly-trimmed beard,
# Haerdoth still shows the vigor in his movements that made him famous both at
# the helm of a ship and at the bargaining table. Befitting of his station,
# Haerdoth's lean, athletic frame is dressed from head to toe in the finest of
# Harrudim silks, dyed dark shades of violet and azure blue. A beautiful
# silver scabbard hangs from his waste, its wide breadth clearly designed to
# hold a sword of remarkable size or shape. Most startlingly, the scabbard
# seems to be coated with a thin layer of what appears to be frost.
#
# Like each who have held the station of Chief Merchant, Haerdoth was trained
# in his youth as a templar of Water. With a keen aptitude both for wordplay
# and manipulating the waves, Haerdoth has spent much of his life traveling
# throughout Avendar in search of worthwhile business ventures and, often to
# the dismay of his peers, rare artifacts. However, while his charisma and
# business sense have earned him the respect of merchant houses and guilds
# across the lands, Haerdoth's recent decision to open the Federation of
# Merchants' dealings to those outside of the Corvalius family has been met
# with a mixture of surprise and skepticism. Unconcerned with these
# rumblings, Haerdoth continues to guide the Federations actions with his
# usual confidence and zeal.
# Haerdoth is in excellent condition.
#
# <1297(1297)hp 311(320)m 492(492)mv
# 1:30>
# Haerdoth says, his face breaking into a smile, 'Yes, yes. Denlhor, I presume?'
#
# <1297(1297)hp 319(320)m 492(492)mv
# 2:00>
# Denlhor inclines his head, offering, 'Yes, indeed. You must be Haerdoth.'
#
# <1297(1297)hp 319(320)m 492(492)mv
# 2:00>
# Denlhor extends a hand, saying, 'A pleasure to meet you.'
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 2:30>
# The piercing wail of a god's scream shatters your eardrums.
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 2:30>
# Denlhor grunts, then sighs as he motions towards his ears.
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 2:30>
# A seagull has arrived from the west.
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 4:00> who
# [51 Fig] Denlhor Cuyeren the Lord High General, Twice-Cursed
# [50 WTe] [PK] Savaren Valishul the Lord of the Glacier
#
# Players found: 2
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 4:00>
# Your ball of flame flares brightly.
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 4:30>
# You feel less prepared for combat.
# Your magical flight subsides.
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 5:00>
# Haerdoth looks at you.
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 5:00>
# The ringing in your ears ceases.
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 5:30>
# Denlhor coughs lightly, looking slightly chagrined as he allows, 'I... Hmm, well, that was embarassing.'
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 5:30>
# Haerdoth chuckles politely.
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 5:30>
# The sun rises in the east.
# You feel your grip loosen.
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 6:00>
# Haerdoth says, 'Worry not. It certainly makes for a more interesting conversation.'
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 6:00>
# Denlhor inclines his head, admitting, 'The notoriety involved does at least draw the curious, and that is the first step in drawing a customer, as it were.'
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 6:30>
# Haerdoth says, 'Certainly.'
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 7:00>
# Your ball of flame flares brightly.
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 7:00>
# Haerdoth says, 'Well then, I suppose you know why I have asked you here?'
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 7:30>
# Denlhor replies, 'It is my hope that I have gained your attention, both through my written words, and the increase in trading outside of your oversight.'
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 8:30>
# Haerdoth says, 'Indeed you have. You have gained quite a bit of infamy.'
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 9:00> where
# Players in Corvalius Manor:
# (PK) Denlhor Before the Palisades of Corvalius Manor
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 9:30>
# You say, 'It is a necessary first step in building an empire- Though every time I turn around, Corvalius was there first.'
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 9:30>
# Haerdoth chuckles politely.
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 10:00>
# Haerdoth says, 'We have spent generations working towards just that goal.'
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 10:00>
# Denlhor allows a smile and offers, 'Allow me to offer my congratulations upon the generations of your people, culminating with you.'
# Anarthag glares icily at you.
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 10:00>
# You look and Anarthag and ponder the implications.
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 10:30>
# Haerdoth sighs at Anarthag.
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 10:30>
# Haerdoth says, 'Anarthag, could you perhaps behave yourself?'
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 10:30>
# Denlhor asks, 'Immune to flattery, I suppose.'
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 10:30>
# Snow stops falling around you.
# You are thirsty.
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 11:00> drink chalice
# drink chalice
# You drink water from an everfull chalice.
# You are full.
# The water cools your throat remarkably, tasting as fresh as if it was from a mountain spring.
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 11:00> You drink water from an everfull chalice.
# You are full.
# Your thirst is quenched.
# The water cools your throat remarkably, tasting as fresh as if it was from a mountain spring.
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 11:00>
# Haerdoth says, 'Now, before this conversation goes any further, there are a few matters I would like you to speak to me about.'
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 11:00>
# You say, 'Of course.'
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 11:30>
# Haerdoth says, 'First, perhaps the most obvious of questions, what has drawn you to apply for partnership in the Federation?'
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 11:30>
# Denlhor spreads his hands, saying, 'As I said, every plan I've had- You have been there first. Every shop I seek a piece of, every politician I seek to... grease, has already been. I make a living - a good living - but every true avenue has already been controlled.'
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 12:30>
# You say, 'To put it simply, I need you. But I think you need me as well.'
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 13:00>
# Haerdoth asks, his face adopting a wry smirk, 'Oh? What makes you say that?'
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 13:30>
# Denlhor seems to relax, his hands clasped behind him as he explains, 'Because I have that notoriety you mentioned. People trust me. I make money for my associates, as I make money for myself. When I say a goal will be reached, it -will be reached-. I have laid down my life for my word, and likely will again.'
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 15:00>
# Haerdoth nods.
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 15:30>
# A light mist of rain begins falling from the sky.
# You are hungry.
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 16:00>
# You double over in agony as the god's wrath sears your body!
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 16:00>
# You say, 'I have been willing to take on any job, given time to plan accordingly, and provided it does not disrupt the larger goals that I seek- primarily control.'
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 16:00>
# Denlhor adds, 'That control, however, is exactly what I cannot accomplish without you.'
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 16:00>
# You are hungry.
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 16:30> af
# You are affected by the following:
# Spell: agony : modifies strength by -3 for 3.5 hours
# Spell: detect invis : modifies something for 9.5 hours
# Spell: bark skin : modifies armor class by -68 permanently
# : modifies resistance to weapon by 11 permanently
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 16:30> get pie patchwork
# eat pie
# You get a hot pork pie from a patchwork robe.
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 16:30> You eat a hot pork pie.
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 16:30>
# Haerdoth says, eyes following Denlhor as he doubles over in pain, 'Indeed, your notoriety cannot be denied. Though, it comes with a cost.'
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 16:30>
# Denlhor grinds his teeth, his jaw locked as his eyes water, but he continues in an even tone, 'Even through this, I accomplish what I set out to.'
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 17:30>
# Haerdoth says, 'Certainly you know that there are those who would find your particular form of infamy less than appealing. Both for who you are and the...attention...you have gained.'
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 18:00>
# The falling rain lets up.
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 19:00>
# Haerdoth asks, his gaze growing momentarily distant, 'Partners of the Federation often find themselves at the table with those who disapprove of their lives...'
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 19:00>
# Haerdoth says, 'How would you set the minds of these parties at ease?'
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 19:00>
# The sun slowly disappears in the west.
# A few snowflakes begin to fall from above.
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 20:00>
# You feel your agony dissipate.
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 20:30>
# Denlhor slowly lets out a breath, then takes another before explaining, 'As I've had to explain to others, I see this as a continued test of my people. Yes, it has been a struggle, but it is one that makes me stronger as a man. Those who flinch at the wrath of the Gods, should know that we enter an age when They will become irrelevent.'
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 20:30>
# You say, 'Currency and Trade are more potent gods than any that the Pantheon has thrown up. If belief were a measure, the tallest God of them all would be platinum.'
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 21:00>
# Haerdoth chuckles politely.
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 21:30>
# Denlhor shakes his head, explaining, 'I may have the ire of some of them, but I will always be vindicated by my pursuit of that truest goal.'
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 21:30>
# Haerdoth says, 'There is certainly someone inside the Manor who would agree with you.'
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 22:00>
# Snow stops falling around you.
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 23:00>
# Denlhor admits, 'I can understand that some would find negotiations difficult- but that is why you seek increased members, no? I may not be the right tool for every job, but there are others that will be.'
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 23:00> who
# [51 VSc] [PK] Vhoina Undilar the Archmage of Outer Void
# [51 VSc] [PK] Yimkeni Ksarkakra the Archmage of Inner Void
# [51 Fig] Denlhor Cuyeren the Lord High General, Twice-Cursed
# [50 WTe] [PK] Savaren Valishul the Lord of the Glacier
#
# Players found: 4
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 23:30>
# With the passing of midnight, it is now Nimensday, 1st day of The Sundering.
# Snow begins to fall steadily from the sky.
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 0:00>
# Haerdoth says, 'Yes, you would certainly offer a kind of appeal to some potential investors.'
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 0:00>
# Snow stops falling around you.
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 1:00> l
# Before the Palisades of Corvalius Manor
# The road ends at the palisades of Corvalius Manor, headquarters of the
# Federation of Merchants. Barred, brazen gates, their center inset with the
# seal of the Corvalius family, tower to the west. Tall, thick walls carved
# from Brintor stone stretch to the north and south, surrounding the manor and
# its grounds and separating them from both the Lidraeu shoreline and the
# outskirts of Gaald. Set immediately to the northern side of the gates is a
# small guardhouse of matching Brintor stone. A paved road leads south back
# to Gaald.
#
# Various wanted posters are tacked to the stone, listing the active bounties
# on Avendar's adventurers.
#
# [Exits: south west]
# A white seagull struts about, searching for food.
# A tall, blonde man clad in dark Harrudim silks stands here.
# Anarthag, the gate warden for Corvalius Manor, stands here.
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 1:30>
# Haerdoth says, 'You have maintained to catch my interest well enough. Shall we continue this conversation in more comfortable surroundings?'
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 1:30>
# Denlhor nods his head, saying, 'It would be a pleasure.'
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 2:00>
# Haerdoth turns his head towards Anarthag.
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 2:00>
# You no longer see invisible objects.
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 2:30> wear spectacles
# wear great
# You stop using a great helmet.
# You wear a pair of runed spectacles on your head.
# Your eyes tingle.
#
# <1297(1282)hp 320(330)m 492(492)mv
# 2:30> You stop using a pair of runed spectacles.
# You wear a great helmet on your head.
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 2:30>
# Haerdoth says, 'Allow Denlhor into the grounds, please.'
# Anarthag steps slightly to his side and says, 'You are welcome to enjoy the front rooms of the Manor for 24 hours. Please do not stray west of the foyer or upstairs.'
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 2:30> nod anarthag
# You nod at Anarthag.
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 2:30>
# Haerdoth beckons for you to follow.
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 2:30> fol haerdoth
# You now follow Haerdoth.
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 2:30>
# Haerdoth leaves west.
# You follow Haerdoth.
# The Courtyard Gardens
# The gates open up into a lush, beautiful garden. Immaculately kept green
# grass spreads carpet-like across the grounds, and domed topiary lines each
# side of the carriageway. Rows of red rose bushes line the southern lawn,
# and to the north small beds of dahlias and marigolds dot the northern lawn.
# To the east are the manor's palisades, a small stone guardhouse at its side.
# Northwards, the manor walls open into the Merchants' private pier, while a
# short paved road leads south to a vast stone warehouse.
#
# [Exits: north east south west]
# A tall, blonde man clad in dark Harrudim silks stands here.
# A member of the Merchants' household guard stands here.
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 491(492)mv
# 2:30>
# A few snowflakes begin to fall from above.
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 3:00>
# Haerdoth leaves west.
# You follow Haerdoth.
# Before Corvalius Manor
# The carriageway ends hear, running directly up to the entrance of
# Corvalius Manor. Built of white stone imported from the ancient valley near
# Castle Nathli, the manor stands three stories tall. Marble statues,
# depicting the early patriarchs of the Corvalius family, flank the ends of
# the carriageway. To the west, a short, barrel vaulted entryway leads to a
# pair of heavy doors of Nendorin oak, their handles made of etched bronze and
# their centers bearing the bronze crest of the Federation of Merchants. To
# the north, a short, paved lane leads to a small, square building, built from
# the same white stone as the manor proper.
#
# [Exits: north east west]
# A tall, blonde man clad in dark Harrudim silks stands here.
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 491(492)mv
# 3:00>
# Haerdoth leaves west.
# You follow Haerdoth.
# The Foyer of Corvalius Manor
# This tall, rectangular room marks the entrance to Corvalius Manor,
# headquarters of the Federation of Merchants. The floor is marked with
# gleaming white marble tiling, the edges of the room are lined with brass
# filigrees, and the center of the room is marked by a violet rug, imported
# from Ashta Harrud. The towering ceiling of this room reaches high, allowing
# the second story landing to look down into the foyer, and the room is
# illuminated by the flickering light of pair of heavy bronze chandlers.
# White marble stairs, draped with a crimson carpet, lead upwards into the
# Manor's second story. On the right of the western stairs, an archway leads
# directly to the inner manor, while a heavy oaken door to the north leads to
# the dining hall. To the south, white oak double doors lead the manor's
# parlor.
#
# [Exits: north east south west up]
# A tall, blonde man clad in dark Harrudim silks stands here.
# Faresta, the ethron lieutenant of the household guard, stands here at the ready.
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 490(492)mv
# 3:00>
# Your ball of flame flares brightly.
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 490(492)mv
# 3:00>
# Haerdoth beams a smile at Faresta.
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 490(492)mv
# 3:00>
# Haerdoth says, 'This is Denlhor. He is our guest for the day.'
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 490(492)mv
# 3:00>
# Denlhor extends a hand, saying, 'A pleasure to see you, again.'
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 3:30>
# Haerdoth says, 'Denlhor, this is Faresta. She helps direct the Manor's guard.'
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 4:00> l ethron
# Her olive-toned skin clashing with the brazen hue of household guards'
# armor, Faresta holds her post here in the foyer of Corvalius Manor. Her
# build is lean for her race and profession, and combined with the
# short-cropped style of her brown hair and the sharpness of her facial
# features, her frame has the illusion of thinness. In addition to the bronze
# breastplate and greaves common to the members of her company, Faresta's
# attire is also marked by an azure cloak, signaling her as an officer of the
# guard.
#
# Like many in her company, Faresta began her career as member of an organized
# guard. In her case, Faresta was trained as a templar of earth by Qilarn's
# Eqiril clan in order to help guard the border between the forest and the
# cursed Plains of Shargob. Yet, despite excelling in this role, Faresta was
# frustrated by the clan's continual failure to promote her to a higher
# position in the clan's highguard. Resigning from her station, Faresta found
# herself often employed as a bodyguard for merchants traveling between Var
# Bandor and Gaald, where her reputation for safeguarding her caravans from
# shura earned her the attention of Barresh. Despite her deserved reputation
# for fairness as an officer in Barresh's company, Faresta's skill with her
# fauchard is nonetheless without question.
# Faresta is in excellent condition.
#
# Faresta is using:
# <worn on torso> a breastplate stamped with the Corvalius crest
# <two-handed> a long steel fauchard
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 4:00>
# Haerdoth says, 'Now then, Denlhor, are you one to partake in a drink or two?'
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 4:30>
# Denlhor allows a easily smile as he says, 'I have been known to, now and then.'
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 5:00>
#
# The piercing wail of a god's scream shatters your eardrums.
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 5:00> You think, 'A drink is always a way to loosen shoulders and tongues, as it were.'
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 5:00>
# Denlhor purses his lips, looking frustrated as he motions towards his ears.
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 5:30> af
# You are affected by the following:
# Skill: toggleoffaff : modifies something for 20.5 hours
# Spell: detect invis : modifies something for 22 hours
# Spell: bark skin : modifies armor class by -68 permanently
# : modifies resistance to weapon by 11 permanently
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 6:00>
# Haerdoth leaves south.
# You follow Haerdoth.
# An Opulent Parlor
# White oak double doors open into an extravagant parlor. A marble-tiled
# floor, covered at its center by an intricately woven bjorcha fur rug,
# reflects the flickering candlelight from an exquisite crystal chandelier.
# The western wall of the room is lined with fine oil paintings, and the
# southern wall is dominated by a single, woven tapestry. The eastern wall of
# the chamber is defined by a tall, arched window, allowing the parlor's
# occupants a clear view of the manor's gardens. The center of the room is
# opulently furnished, with two antique sofas and a pair of matching armchairs
# providing both Merchants and their guests alike ample room for seating. In
# the southeastern corner of the room is a small, unobtrusive bar, its crystal
# glassware hanging above the marble bar top. Near the bar sits an antique,
# oaken inlaid chessboard, its pieces crafted to depict historical members of
# both the Champions of Avendar and the Coven of the Shunned.
#
# [Exits: north]
# A tall, blonde man clad in dark Harrudim silks stands here.
# The well-dressed Annaphae surveys the room from behind the bar.
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 491(492)mv
# 6:00>
# Haerdoth beams a smile at Annaphae.
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 491(492)mv
# 6:00>
# Haerdoth looks at Annaphae.
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 491(492)mv
# 6:00> l annaphae
# With milk-white skin and a fall of blonde hair, Annaphae comfortably
# manages the parlor in Corvalius Manor. Her features are delicate and her
# eyes are a piercing blue, making her Ilodaiyan heritage undeniably
# transparent. She is dressed fashionably, taking her cues from the
# continent's most prominent designers, and highlights her ensembles with
# exquisite smoky eye makeup and oxblood lipstick. Her frame is predictably
# slender, made ever-reedier by the spread of her black-tipped feathers.
#
# While most who work in the Manor do so under the command of Captain Barresh,
# Annaphae was personally selected by the Chief Merchant to attend to visitors
# and merchants alike. It is a bit of an open secret that she often reports
# things she has overheard to Talsikin, in whom she frequently confides.
# While she has traveled extensively, she often finds herself at the bar,
# proffering both perfectly-prepared drinks and expensive, foreign tobacco.
# Her swift hands and effortless gait show tremendous confidence in her
# skills, be it at mixology or salesmanship.
# Annaphae is in excellent condition.
#
# Annaphae is using:
# <worn on torso> a loose black shirt
# <worn on head> a pair of pearl drop earrings
# <worn on legs> an angle-cut, two-layered skirt
# <worn on feet> a pair of fragile heeled shoes
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 491(492)mv
# 6:00> smile anna
# They aren't here.
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 491(492)mv
# 6:00> look
# An Opulent Parlor
# White oak double doors open into an extravagant parlor. A marble-tiled
# floor, covered at its center by an intricately woven bjorcha fur rug,
# reflects the flickering candlelight from an exquisite crystal chandelier.
# The western wall of the room is lined with fine oil paintings, and the
# southern wall is dominated by a single, woven tapestry. The eastern wall of
# the chamber is defined by a tall, arched window, allowing the parlor's
# occupants a clear view of the manor's gardens. The center of the room is
# opulently furnished, with two antique sofas and a pair of matching armchairs
# providing both Merchants and their guests alike ample room for seating. In
# the southeastern corner of the room is a small, unobtrusive bar, its crystal
# glassware hanging above the marble bar top. Near the bar sits an antique,
# oaken inlaid chessboard, its pieces crafted to depict historical members of
# both the Champions of Avendar and the Coven of the Shunned.
#
# [Exits: north]
# A tall, blonde man clad in dark Harrudim silks stands here.
# The well-dressed Annaphae surveys the room from behind the bar.
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 7:00>
# Denlhor smiles at Annaphae, wandering around the room to admire the paintings.
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 7:00> l painting
# You do not see that here.
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 7:00> l paintings
# You do not see that here.
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 7:00> l western
# You do not see that here.
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 7:30> l tapestry
# You do not see that here.
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 7:30>
# The ringing in your ears ceases.
# A bamboo vial has evaporated from disuse.
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 8:00> pm turns back around, nodding his head.
# Denlhor turns back around, nodding his head.
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 8:00> say Again, I am most apologetic.
# You say, 'Again, I am most apologetic.'
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 8:00> who
# [51 VSc] [PK] Vhoina Undilar the Archmage of Outer Void
# [51 VSc] [PK] Yimkeni Ksarkakra the Archmage of Inner Void
# [51 Fig] Denlhor Cuyeren the Lord High General, Twice-Cursed
# [50 WTe] [PK] Savaren Valishul the Lord of the Glacier
#
# Players found: 4
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 8:00>
# Haerdoth says, 'Do not apologize for anything that you have earned, Denlhor.'
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 8:30>
# Denlhor fiddles with the chess pieces before him as he admits, 'It is something to give strength, but also, as you fairly pointed out, a hinderance at times.'
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 10:00>
# Haerdoth says, 'Now then, Annaphae here provides only the finest of drinks. Feel free to request anything that you would like.'
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 10:00> list
# Annaphae tells you, 'I have a thrice-filtered Hakuran gin, a fine single-malt whiskey, a rare champagne from Ilodaiya, and a bottle of Gaald absinthe. Name your drink, and I'll prepare it for you. But if you want tobacco, you'll have to pay for it.'
# [Qty Price ] Item
# [--- 12p 1g 5c] an embossed black cigarette package
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 10:00>
# You say, 'Ah, I would quite enjoy the single-malt whiskey, I think.'
# Annaphae says, 'A personal favorite.'
# Annaphae deftly pours the whiskey into a small crystal tumbler.
# Annaphae gives you a glass of single-malt whiskey.
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 10:30>
# Haerdoth smiles happily.
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 10:30>
# Haerdoth says, 'A wise choice.'
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 10:30>
# You are thirsty.
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 11:00>
# Denlhor raises a glass of single-malt whiskey, nodding his head at Annaphae.
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 11:00>
# Haerdoth says, 'And I would like a gin.'
# Annaphae says, 'With pleasure.'
# Annaphae scoops a cube of ice into a glass before pouring the gin.
# Annaphae gives a glass of thrice-filtered Hakuran gin to Haerdoth.
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 11:00>
# Haerdoth holds a glass of thrice-filtered Hakuran gin in his hand.
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 11:00> wear glass
# You stop using a rune-covered onyx shield.
# You hold a glass of single-malt whiskey in your hand.
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 11:00>
# Haerdoth says, 'Take a seat, if you would.'
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 11:00> drink chalice
# You drink water from an everfull chalice.
# You are full.
# The water cools your throat remarkably, tasting as fresh as if it was from a mountain spring.
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 11:00> drink chalice
#
# Haerdoth sits down in an antique armchair.
# You drink water from an everfull chalice.
# You are full.
# Your thirst is quenched.
# The water cools your throat remarkably, tasting as fresh as if it was from a mountain spring.
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 11:00> l
# An Opulent Parlor
# White oak double doors open into an extravagant parlor. A marble-tiled
# floor, covered at its center by an intricately woven bjorcha fur rug,
# reflects the flickering candlelight from an exquisite crystal chandelier.
# The western wall of the room is lined with fine oil paintings, and the
# southern wall is dominated by a single, woven tapestry. The eastern wall of
# the chamber is defined by a tall, arched window, allowing the parlor's
# occupants a clear view of the manor's gardens. The center of the room is
# opulently furnished, with two antique sofas and a pair of matching armchairs
# providing both Merchants and their guests alike ample room for seating. In
# the southeastern corner of the room is a small, unobtrusive bar, its crystal
# glassware hanging above the marble bar top. Near the bar sits an antique,
# oaken inlaid chessboard, its pieces crafted to depict historical members of
# both the Champions of Avendar and the Coven of the Shunned.
#
# [Exits: north]
# Haerdoth is sitting in an antique armchair.
# The well-dressed Annaphae surveys the room from behind the bar.
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 11:00>
# Denlhor pushes at one of the armchairs dubiously before moving on to the sofa.
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 11:30>
# You sit on an antique sofa.
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 11:30>
# Denlhor sits gingerly, testing his weight.
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 12:00>
# Denlhor relaxes a bit, sitting back and smiling.
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 12:00>
# Denlhor admits, 'It is not every where that I can simply crash down, armor and all. Much stronger than they look.'
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 12:30>
# Haerdoth smiles happily.
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 13:00>
# Haerdoth says, 'Only the finest here, my friend.'
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 13:00> drink whiskey
# You drink whisky from a glass of single-malt whiskey.
# You are full.
# Your thirst is quenched.
# The whiskey has a sweet, mellow flavor, marked with subtle fruit notes.
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 13:00>
# Denlhor pauses his glance at the whiskey in appreciation before returning his attention to Haerdoth, 'Now, you had some more questions?'
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 13:30>
# Haerdoth takes a long sip from his glass, then says, 'Denlhor, I find you a pleasant enough fellow to speak with. However, to offer you partnership, I must know much more about your plans for the future.'
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 13:30>
# Denlhor nods his head in return, saying, 'Yes, indeed. Is there any particular point you would wish to know of?'
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 14:30>
# You are hungry.
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 15:00> get pie patchwork
# You get a hot pork pie from a patchwork robe.
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 15:00> eat pie
# You eat a hot pork pie.
# You are no longer hungry.
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 15:00>
# Haerdoth says, 'Perhaps more than anything, we look for those who are willing to build their name and reputation. Tell me dear friend, how would you go about continuing to build your influence across the lands?'
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 15:30>
# You are sober.
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 16:00>
# Denlhor twirls his glass of whiskey, taking a deep smell of it before saying, 'For my own personal financial goals, I have already left behind a budding trade network with my brother. Though small now, he drives a steady business between the farmlands in the north Brintors, and passes on the profits.'
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 17:00>
# Denlhor continues, 'I have already begun moves towards expanding that, with bringing stock to some of these southern cities.'
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 17:30>
# Haerdoth says, 'Yes, it is the wealth you gained from these trades that first gained my attention.'
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 18:30>
# You gaze in horror upon your hands, as you are smitten with a plague!
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 18:30>
# You say, 'It is my hope that I will be able to find investments in all of the key cities, initially. My first move was seeking Ghonst in Var Bandor, at the Beast and Bandit, to move some of the fine stout that was made near the village I lived in. I am hope--'
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 18:30> get syyris patchwork
# You get a Syyris root from a patchwork robe
# You eat a Syyris root.
# Your sores vanish.
# You feel better.
#
# <1282(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 19:00>
# You think, 'Well, this isn't good.'
#
# <1282(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 19:00> drink whiskey
# You drink whisky from a glass of single-malt whiskey.
# You are full.
# The whiskey has a sweet, mellow flavor, marked with subtle fruit notes.
# You discard the empty container.
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 19:30>
# Haerdoth says, 'A fine partnership, yes.'
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 20:00>
# Denlhor nervously empties a glass of single-malt, discreetly wiping the glass before discarding it.
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 20:00>
# Denlhor finishes, 'Well, I am hopeful, however, that we can distinguish ourselves, and build a presence in all of the cities south of us, as a trading organization.'
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 21:00>
# Your ball of flame flares brightly.
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 21:30>
# Haerdoth says, 'Very well. How would you go about building this presence? Where would you begin?'
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 21:30>
# You are sober.
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 22:30>
# You say, 'With initial investments in local business, I think. Once I have heard back from Ghonst, I am sure I will have his ear. Once you have a product like his - that spicy ale - the only thing to do with it is expand. He has word of mouth now, but with increased investments I am sure production could be shipped all around the world.'
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 23:00>
# Denlhor adds, 'And it is not just him. I am not merely looking to peddle alcohol, though it is one thing nearly all cultures imbibe.'
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 23:30>
# With the passing of midnight, it is now Thethelsday, 2nd day of The Sundering.
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 0:00>
# Haerdoth says, 'Yes, I was just about to ask...'
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 0:00>
# Haerdoth says, 'What other goods would you offer?'
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 0:00>
# Denlhor shakes his head, warming to the task, 'There are plenty of trading networks, of course, but there are many smaller operations just like his, that can offer a fantastic product, but limited accounts on their own.'
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 0:30>
# You say, 'With the fortune I have already amassed, I am always looking for ways to invest. Here in Gaald, for instance, you need only look at what it has to offer- Fish, port-of-call, and salt.'
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 1:30>
# Haerdoth takes another slow drink from his glass.
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 1:30>
# Haerdoth says, 'Yes, Gaald is a fruitful choice.'
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 2:30>
# You say, 'Investing in a trading ship, or perhaps bringing in scholars who specialize in chilling food, and pushing those trade routes farther than they already travel.'
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 2:30>
# Haerdoth smiles broadly then asks, 'With that thought in mind, let me ask you this.'
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 3:00>
# Haerdoth says, 'Certainly you know that the Federation's resources are great. Truly, your plans show ambition.'
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 4:00> sage
# You nod sagely.
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 4:00>
# You no longer see invisible objects.
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 4:30>
# Haerdoth says, 'But, how would the Federation's backing change your plans?'
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 4:30>
# Haerdoth says, 'Perhaps knowing that, to the north of this manor is our private dock.'
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 5:00>
# Denlhor presses his fingers together, steepling them before him as he considers his words, 'As I said, every time I look to truly begin something real, and massive, a... legacy, the Federation has been there before me. I could fight you, politically and at arms, but I ask myself- and you- why? Why try to reinvent what has already been laid before me, when I can join with it, and make it- and myself- greater?'
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 6:30>
# A vial of shadowy liquid has evaporated from disuse.
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 7:00>
# You say, 'If you look so for a more concrete, real-world example of what I would gain, then there is also the political influence. It would bankrupt me to get the men I need on the Council in Var Bandor, but if they were already bought...'
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 7:30>
# Haerdoth grins broadly.
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 8:00>
# You gaze in horror upon your hands, as you are smitten with a plague!
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 8:00>
# <1284(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 8:30> eat syyris
# You eat a Syyris root.
# Your sores vanish.
# You feel better.
#
# <1284(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 8:30> get syyris patchwork
# You get a Syyris root from a patchwork robe.
#
# <1284(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 8:30> mumbl
# You mumble incoherently to yourself.
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 9:00>
# Haerdoth stands up.
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 9:00>
# Haerdoth utters the words, 'cure disease'
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 9:00> put root patchwork
# You put a Syyris root in a patchwork robe.
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 9:00> shake
# You shake your head.
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 9:00> say I am fine, now.
# You say, 'I am fine, now.'
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 9:00>
# Haerdoth chuckles politely.
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 9:00>
# Haerdoth sits down in an antique armchair.
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 9:00>
# Denlhor motions vaguely in irritation, 'And others to speak for me, when my notoriety fails me in certain tasks.'
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 9:30>
# Haerdoth says, 'A wise choice of action, yes.'
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 10:00> autoatt
# Autoattack removed. (***I was concerned here that lunar madness might hit me, causing random attacks, haha. Though in truth, maybe it should not be that easy to prevent it)
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 10:30>
# Haerdoth says, 'But, perhaps consider this.'
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 10:30>
# Your ball of flame flares brightly.
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 11:00> who
# [51 VSc] [PK] Vhoina Undilar the Archmage of Outer Void
# [51 Fig] Denlhor Cuyeren the Lord High General, Twice-Cursed
# [50 WTe] [PK] Savaren Valishul the Lord of the Glacier
#
# Players found: 3
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 11:00>
# You are thirsty.
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 12:00> drink chalice
# drink chalice
# You drink water from an everfull chalice.
# You are full.
# The water cools your throat remarkably, tasting as fresh as if it was from a mountain spring.
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 12:00> Haerdoth says, 'Many men and women set out to build their name and the influence of their businesses. Many even succeed.'
# You drink water from an everfull chalice.
# You are full.
# Your thirst is quenched.
# The water cools your throat remarkably, tasting as fresh as if it was from a mountain spring.
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 12:00>
# Haerdoth says, 'As a partner of the Federation, you have more at your disposal than even the most successful of these.'
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 12:30>
# Haerdoth says, 'Knowing that you represent these vast resources, how would you structure your own pursuits?'
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 13:00>
# You are hungry.
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 14:30>
# You are hungry.
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 15:00>
# You are hungry.
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 15:30>
# Denlhor replies, 'Were I a partner, I acknowledge the name that is behind me, as I acknowledge my own. As great as the Federation is, it is through such partnerships such as what I offer that you grow in turn. My actions, and my pride, go towards building my own name, and by being a partner, I will also be building the Federation as well.'
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 15:30>
# You are hungry.
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 16:00> get pie patchwork
# eat pie
# You get a hot pork pie from a patchwork robe.
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 16:00> You eat a hot pork pie.
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 16:00>
# Haerdoth says, 'Yes, of course you would.'
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 16:00>
# Haerdoth ponders the question.
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 16:30>
# Haerdoth says, 'I suspect I should ask like this, then.'
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 16:30> grunt
# You give a low grunt.
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 17:00>
# Haerdoth says, 'Were you to have, for starters, a significant increase in personal funds, a private ship at your disposal, a retinue of guards, and special standing with Avendar's banks, how would you take advantage of these resources?'
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 18:00>
# You gaze in horror upon your hands, as you are smitten with a plague!
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 21:30>
# Denlhor closes his eyes, as if picturing this scenario, then says, 'It is my ultimate goal, through these investments, and trade lines, to gain power in Avendar, and to show the world the true power of what we have made. Through coins, I have already gained leverage over several people who forgot what the true power of currency is. I am not merely seeking to amass wealth to... swim around in it. I want to show my own people that there are new Gods, and they have not been forsaken by them.'
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 21:30>
# You twitch in agony from the plague.
#
# <1282(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 22:00
# <1282(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 22:00> get syyris patchwork
# You get a Syyris root from a patchwork robe.
#
# <1282(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 22:00> eat syyris
# You eat a Syyris root.
# Your sores vanish.
# You feel better.
#
# <1282(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 22:00> get syyris patchwork
#
# Haerdoth chuckles politely.
# You get a Syyris root from a patchwork robe.
#
# <1282(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 22:00>
# Denlhor explains, 'Perhaps it was those very thoughts that left me in this state, but it is true, and I will prove it.'
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 22:30>
# You say, 'My people have spent eons with their heads down, for believing that they could be more, and I wish to show them that it is true, still.'
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 23:00>
# Haerdoth says, 'And what would that look like? A grand manor perhaps? A tower that rises to the heavens? A pyramid akint o the alatharya of old?'
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 23:00>
# You say, 'It would look like a trade caravan. It would look like a small village, who once had nothing, prospering once again as an example to others.'
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 23:30>
# With the passing of midnight, it is now Evenday, 3rd day of The Sundering.
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 0:00>
# Denlhor looks down, frowning as he says, 'It would look like hope, to many.'
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 0:00>
# Haerdoth slowly adopts a wide grin.
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 0:00>
#
# Haerdoth says, 'Very well then.'
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 0:00> You think, 'The hope of my people, and myself.'
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 0:00>
# Haerdoth says, 'Now, partnership is not merely benefiting from the resources of the Federation. It also requires you to protect and expand our interests.'
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 1:00>
# Denlhor nods his head, saying, 'That was something I expected, indeed.'
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 1:30>
# Haerdoth says, 'Do you have any particular plans for ensuring the Merchants' continued influence among Avendar's political landscape?'
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 1:30>
# Denlhor admits, 'I have already made many overtures to those leaving the School, and others who contemplate trade as their way of life. Were I able to speak on the Federations behalf, I imagine there are many that I could influence, many who would consider Our way, and gain more for every one involved.'
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 3:00>
# Haerdoth nods.
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 3:00>
# You say, 'As for politics, there are many cities that could benefit from the examples that Var Bandor has adopted. I would like to look further in to the political climate of Earendam, for example, and see where we could not... invest in politicians, let us say.'
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 4:00>
# Haerdoth says, 'Excellent.'
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 4:30>
# Haerdoth says, 'Part of being an effective partner is knowledge of the current landscape. I recently returned from abroad, so I am a bit out of touch with the ebb and flow of the world's politics. What do you know of adventurers' interests in the other great houses. And of their gods.'
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 5:30>
# You say, 'Hmmm. Let me see, now. There is the Lady Keeper of the Shunned, who I have had some amount of dealings with, as she can be useful at times. The archmage Eyuard is complicated, though he seemed quite interested in the Federation for some time, as did Namkakra the watcher. Master Tahjik has gone abroad to seek trade lines for the next year or two, he thinks.'
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 8:30>
# You say, 'There have been two spirit templars that I had recent trading deals with. I have approached many others, as well, looking to offer loans, at a standard rate of two gold per platinum borrowed, due within a year.'
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 9:00> who
# [51 VSc] [PK] Yimkeni Ksarkakra the Archmage of Inner Void
# [51 Fig] Denlhor Cuyeren the Lord High General, Twice-Cursed
# [50 WTe] [PK] Savaren Valishul the Lord of the Glacier
#
# Players found: 3
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 9:30>
# You say, 'This ch'taren, hmm. I am unsure what to make of that one, yet. They seem curious about trade, and perhaps they will be useful in other regards, I am not yet sure.'
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 10:00>
# Haerdoth nods slowly as he listens.
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 10:30>
# An eerie pink fire begins to lick at your body, bathing you in its alien light.
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 11:00>
# You say, 'The archmages Yimkeni and Vhoina seem as tied-up within themselves as any other seeker of the Veil as I have seen. They approach me at times to gather knowledge for themselves, and I make what coin from them I can.'
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 11:00>
# Haerdoth leans forward, placing his glass on the table.
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 11:30>
# You are thirsty.
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 12:00> drink chalice
# drink chalice
# You drink water from an everfull chalice.
# You are full.
# The water cools your throat remarkably, tasting as fresh as if it was from a mountain spring.
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 12:00> You drink water from an everfull chalice.
# You are full.
# Your thirst is quenched.
# The water cools your throat remarkably, tasting as fresh as if it was from a mountain spring.
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 12:00>
# Haerdoth says, 'Well, there is but one matter left to discuss.'
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 12:00>
# Haerdoth states as he withdraws a folded sheet of paper from his inside pocket, 'I suspect we should talk about the terms of your contract.'
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 13:00>
# You say, 'Very well, I am curious to hear what you have in mind.'
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 13:30>
# Haerdoth continues, sliding the parchment across the center table towards Denlhor, 'There's a fair bit of the required legal language, but the contract can be summed up thusly.'
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 13:30>
# You are hungry.
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 14:00> get pie patchwork
# eat pie
# You get a hot pork pie from a patchwork robe.
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 14:00> You eat a hot pork pie.
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 14:00>
# Haerdoth says, 'First, that you agree to partnership within the Grand Federation of Merchants.'
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 14:30>
# Haerdoth says, 'Second, you agree to abide by the terms set forth in the Rules of Acquisition.'
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 14:30>
# Haerdoth says, 'And finally, that you understand that, though you are largely given leeway to conduct business as you see fit, you will be operating under the direction of the Chief Merchant of the Federation.'
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 15:00>
# The coronal glow around you fades away.
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 15:30>
# Haerdoth gives you a copy of the Merchant Federation's "Rules of Acquisition".
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 15:30>
# Denlhor nods his head in understanding, asking, 'Do you hold that position, at this time?'
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 15:30>
# Haerdoth says, 'Indeed I do.'
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 15:30>
# Haerdoth says, 'Feel free to review the Rules as long as you would like.'
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 16:00>
# You think, 'Perhaps some day I can earn the title of Chief Merchant, too.'
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 16:00>
# You think, 'I have no problems following orders, but I would rather be the one giving them.'
#
### (I’ll PAFO the book text)

# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 17:30> say
# You say, 'I am curious of one thing, if I may ask.'
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 18:00>
# Haerdoth says, 'Certainly.'
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 18:30>
# You say, 'The stance towards the others Houses. As I said before, I have found some useful in my trading, and others... not. I did manage to assist in destroying the Canyon and its allies, before, as I saw them as a substantial threat to my business.'
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 19:00>
# Denlhor asks, 'Am I to be allowed freedom to decide when that is appropriate?'
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 19:30>
# Haerdoth says, 'Indeed you are. Though, you should understand that you will be held responsible for your decision if it comes to reflect poorly on the Federation.'
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 20:30> nod
# You nod.
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 20:30>
# You say, 'I understand, then.'
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 20:30> get quill
# You get a quill pen.
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 20:30> pm pinches his fingers on the small quill pen.
# Denlhor pinches his fingers on the small quill pen.
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 21:00> wear pen
# You hold a quill pen in your hand.
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 21:00>
# Haerdoth stops using a glass of thrice-filtered Hakuran gin.
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 21:30>
# Denlhor reviews the writing on the contract, nodding his head before adding his name with a flourish, at the bottom.
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 21:30> rem quill
# You stop using a quill pen.
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 21:30>
# You give a quill pen to Haerdoth.
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 22:00>
# Haerdoth smiles broadly and tucks the quill back inside coat.
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 22:00>
# Haerdoth claps his hands together and exclaims, 'Excellent!'
#
# <1297(1297)hp 320(320)m 492(492)mv
# 22:30>
# You have been inducted into the Grand Federation of Merchants.
#