The party enter the city and begin to look for clues as to how to find ‘Young Griff’. Vaust, the princess and her guard head to a haunt of the young nobles of the city, while Kelp, Sarah and Jon head to the market.
At the market, Kelp managed to upset a few citizens, but luckily not to a great extent. She asked around several stallholders, and despite not gleaning much information she managed to buy a nice war horn for a fair price.
Meanwhile, Jon and Erik spent some time mingling in the crowd and listening in for any gossip, but few people were speaking Westrosi, and those that were discussed mundane issues.
Sarah found a lovely stall full of silks and cloths and bought some purple fabric to make a doggy jacket for woofie. She tried to coax some information from the kindly stallholder, but she hadn’t seen a lad with silver hair. She could however; recommend a nice tavern called the Upside down Duck.
Over in a tavern nearer the center of the city, Vaust spent some time mingling with the locals, while the Princess and her guard had a less-than-acceptable lunch of meat pie. Vaust played some cards with a group of young nobles that were trying to live like the common people. Between his oratory skills and the growing stack of empty tankards he became quite friendly with the gang.
Meanwhile, the bodyguard was listening to the other patrons while making it look as if he were taking care of the Lady. No one paid him any mind, but this far into the city no one was speaking Westrosi except those entertaining Vaust.
Vaust managed to learn that one of the city leaders was dying, one of the Elephant faction. There was another faction in town known as the Tigers, which these boys were a part of. The Tigers seemed a martial bunch, to put it politely, while the Elephants were more sensible. The boys recommended a tavern not far from here where Vaust and his friends could stay the night, but after spending a bit of time with these louts Vaust decided he’d have much better luck finding a place to stay without their help.
Back in the city, Jon decided a good first step would be to buy a slave to translate for him. He found one easily enough in the marketplace, and got her for a reasonable price – the stallholder believing Jon had been here many times. He saw there were only a few more slaves on the stall, and decided to pick those up, too. People tend not to pay attention to slaves, so they could be holding valuable information. He also purchased a couple of items to aid his task, and picked up one of Kelp’s (female) men from the pub before heading toward the warehouse district.
Finding his way around was suddenly much easier than it had been with Babelslave, and he hired a ‘private place to store things’ for 2 hours. With a knowing look the owner of the warehouse showed him to a private room, entered via a trap door in the floor.
I shall skip this next part for all of our sakes -Stace
Suffice it to say, the slaves knew little. One girl had seen a boy with silver hair, accompanied by two men and a dwarf. Another man had seen them heading toward Valayria. The strongest-looking male slave was named ‘Chief of Slaves’.
Vaust, the princess and her bodyguard headed off to find a place to stay, and settled for a room at a clean-looking tavern called ‘The Dancing Doll’. They dropped off all of their stuff, and the bodyguard stayed put to look after the Princess and their things. Meanwhile, Vaust met with the rest of the party outside the temple of R’hollor.
They shared their findings, then retired for the night; but not without noticing a blonde fellow checking in.
The next morning was greeted with a hearty breakfast, and the party had subtle tries at catching the eye of the blonde man from the night before. Sadly, Jon’s friendly offer to show the man his sex slave didn’t go down as well as intended, and he and the stranger exchanged threats. As it were about to come to blows, the bodyguard stepped in to save his friend, and the stranger stormed off to his room, acknowledging the guard’s superior strength. Jon then sent a spiked drink to the man’s room before the party left the inn.
Our heroes ended the session in the marketplace, stocking up with the supplies they may need on the road.
PS. John, is there a way I can refer to your character other than ‘the bodyguard’? It’s getting a bit strange, lol!