Ch 4: Part 0.6: Return to Riddleport: Session 55.6

[15:37] <@Kilarra> *****Second Darkness*****
[15:37] <@Kilarra> ~~~Intermission Sessions~~~
[15:38] <@Kilarra> -Return to Riddleport-
[15:38] <@Kilarra> Aluthyra and KIlarra thoroughly enjoyed some quality time together while Kjell and Tognik went to speak with Eviana about putting the latter's knowledge and historical experience to work, as he no longer wished to take part in the more dangerous aspects of adventuring.
[15:40] * Aluthyra walks back to her and Kilarra's tent, holding the folded, and clean, robes that were used to get to the pond. She smiles, following beside the cleric.
[15:41] * Kilarra has to keep hiking the hem of the robes up to avoid tripping over them, and is glad to return them to someone they actually fit, quickly redonning her own clothing. Not without giving Aluthyra a last look at her backside of course
[15:43] * Aluthyra chuckles, appreciating the view. She leans down at her packs inside the tent, making sure everything is neat, tidy, and folded snugly.
[15:43] * Kilarra finishes transferring most of her stuff from her old, somewhat raggedy pack into the nice and convenient Haversack she now has courtesy of Tognik.
[15:45] * Aluthyra sits up, strapping her pack to her back and slinging her bow over her shoulder. She nods to Kilarra. "Shall we?"
[15:46] * Kilarra nods after finishing the transfer and stands up. She gives Aluthyra a quick peck on the cheek with a coy smirk before slipping out and heading towards Eviana's pavillion
[15:46] * Aluthyra follows, faint blush and smile present.
[15:48] <@Kilarra> Kjell has just finished speaking with Eviana about the offered reward, and what the party was asking for. She hands him a handful of gems and then goes to speak to an elf cleric about sending for the requested items along with the next supply teleported shipment
[15:49] <@Kilarra> Kjell looks at the two women with a smirk, "I requested one item, and the rest," he notes the gems, "I plan to use to have the enchantment on my Noqual sword improved." He holds up the sheathed cold Iron Sword, "Sadly, I don't think this one will be of much use anymore. I'd rather see it sold to someone who can repair it and find a new bearer."
[15:50] * Aluthyra waves to Kjell, and Tognik, right next to him, as she and Kilarra approach. She smiles, nodding. "Very well." She asks, "How long until the items arrive?"
[15:52] <@Kilarra> Eviana looks back to the group, "Our next shipment is due in exactly one week. Plenty of time for you to run your errands in Riddleport and return while we investigate the ruins and divine what we can about both the Armageddon Echo and the corrupted gate."
[15:53] * Aluthyra nods. "Well, if there is nothing else..."
[15:54] * Kilarra counts off, "Three days there and back, gives us a whole day and night..." She smirks at Aluthyra knowingly.
[15:56] * Aluthyra ignores Kilarra, trying not to blush in the present company. She smiles to Eviana. "Thank you for the items. It is most appreciated."
[15:57] <@Kilarra> Eviana nods, "You are truly the heroes of this campaign, there is no question of that. The value of your reward I'm certain is incomparable to that of the knowledge we will gain, both about our enemies, their plans, and the history surrounding Earthfall."
[16:01] * Aluthyra smiles down to Tognik. "And we will see you soon. Ashame that you will not be joining us any longer but... best luck to you."
[16:01] * Kilarra doesn't press Aluthyra any further, but nods to Eviana, "Hey, I happen to like Golarion, warts and all. No doubt if those drow had their way, we'd all be screwed. Thanks though."
[16:02] <Aluthyra> Tognik chuckles. "I'll be fine, thanks." He smirks at Aluthyra. "And I won't need much luck. Not like sorting through papers is as hard as fighting dragons."
[16:03] <@Kilarra> Kjell chuckles as well, "There was only one dragon, but I suppose for a dragon, one is enough."
[16:04] <Aluthyra> Tognik nods at that, sighing. "Oh what a sight it must have been-- alive, that is."
[16:05] <@Kilarra> Kjell nods, "Most certainly, but not one you want to catch sigh of from that close."
[16:07] * Kilarra dons a slightly smug smirk. Even though Kjell had done most of the work, she did have a bit of self-importance from the fact that her spell took it down before it could hit Kjell again.
[16:07] * Aluthyra rolls her eyes at Kilarra. She doesn't know /what/ Kilarra is being so smug about, but she certainly isn't hiding her smugness.
[16:08] <Aluthyra> Tognik smiles. "Well, still. Thank you for taking the head. Just seeing it up close... fascinating, really."
[16:09] <@Kilarra> Kjell nods, "If you wish to keep it, it's all yours. A parting gift, as it were."
[16:13] <Aluthyra> Tognik grins. "Since you offered, I definitely will! Thank you Kjell, again." He chuckles. "Let me know, always can help with a children's party in the future."
[16:14] <@Kilarra> Kjell nods, "I supposed that will depend on how well my meeting with miss Beldusk goes." He smiles, "Wish me luck."
[16:16] <Aluthyra> Tognik smiles. "Good luck, friend."
[16:16] <@Kilarra> Kjell nods, then turns back to Kilarra and Aluthyra, begining to walk towards where their horses had been stabled. "I wonder if this is truly the end of the conflict."
[16:17] * Aluthyra follows Kjell, ready to hit the road.
[16:18] <Aluthyra> Tognik waves to Kjell as he turns, sighing. He turns to Eviana. "Work to be done? Need my help?"
[16:19] * Kilarra follows as well, mounting Precious and patting the horse. "Miss me?" SHe chuckles.
[16:21] <@Kilarra> Eviana nods, "Yes, as it happens." She leads Tognik over to some papers, "These were the papers and documents recovered from the library of Reenai, along with that Information orb, by your group. In needing to tend to the battle, we did not have sufficient time to inspect them in detail. Since you seem to be a linguist, your aid would be appreciated."
[16:22] * Aluthyra climbs up the stirrups of her own mount, sitting upon the saddle. She idly scratches the horse's mane, waiting for the others to be ready.
[16:22] <Aluthyra> Tognik nods, activating his wand of comprehending languages. After a moment to orient himself, he starts to scan over papers...
[16:24] * Kilarra is ready, and coaxes Precious onto the road
[16:24] <@Kilarra> Kjell follows suit with Gallant
[16:26] * Aluthyra then follows behind with Strider!
[16:32] <@Kilarra> The three day ride back to Riddleport is remarkably calm. As though the ending of the drow threat in Celwynvian also calmed the harshness that had creeped into the land between the Meirani forest and Riddleport.
[16:37] <@Kilarra> The party, taking the proper time to rest, arrives at Riddleport as evening is falling on the third day since departing Celwynvian
[16:39] * Aluthyra stretches while atop of Strider, taking in sight of the city. "Certainly is a far stretch from the elven village," she mumbles.
[16:39] * Kilarra looks around, then asks Kjell, "You gonna try to meet Samaritha tonight, or bunk at the Golden Goblin? That half-orc and Katarina would probably put you up for free."
[16:39] <@Kilarra> Kjell nods, "Aye, I intend to tell them what's been going on in Celwynvian as well. If Kwava is around, I might speak with him too."
[16:40] * Aluthyra asks Kilarra and Kjell, "Do you think we would still be able to vendor off our items at this point in the day, or would we need to wait?"
[16:40] * Kilarra nods, "I gotta do the same with Shorafa." She looks to ALuthyra, "You got any problems coming back to my room at the Veil?"
[16:40] * Aluthyra shakes her head, smiling slightly. "I do not."
[16:41] * Kilarra smirks a bit mischievously, "Good. The bed is a lot bigger than those elf mats or a common bedroll, and we'll presumably have more time to use it after I finish bringing Shorafa up to speed."
[16:42] <@Kilarra> Kjell rolls his eyes and urges Gallant onwards. "SHall I meet you two at the Veil the morning after next then?"
[16:42] * Aluthyra blushes, then repeats, "So, think the markets will still be open at this point?"
[16:45] * Kilarra nods, "It's Riddleport, so probably, but the people we'd be selling to might be on the far side of integral. Although that's really only a concern with that staff, the rest of the stuff is pretty... well, not mundane, but reasonably harmless."
[16:49] * Aluthyra nods. "Indeed. It should not be too much of a problem, but I will take care and try to not sell to any particular... undesirables." She raises an eyebrow. "If you two would like, as you both have your own agendas to attend to, would you like me to take any goods of yours to the market?"
[16:55] * Kilarra gives Aluthyra a significant ammount of the drow alchemical ammunition, one of the magic whips, and the staff, as well as the enchanted mace, which she would use to finance a Noqual one for use against the undead.
[16:55] <@Kilarra> Kjell hands Aluthyra the wands he cna't use, as well as the extra protective rings and cloaks.
[17:01] * Aluthyra nods. "Very well. I will meet you at the veil, Kilarra, and will see you in the morning, Kjell."
[17:01] <@Kilarra> Kjell then heads over to the Gold Goblin to do his thing
[17:01] * Kilarra returns to the Veil to speak with Shorafa, sharing her stories, and finding out a bit about what's happened in Riddleport in their absence
[17:02] * Aluthyra heads to the markets to sell her goods. She makes sure that the staff, especially, is not sold to someone who would use it for ill. That said, if she does not find such a person, she will not sell it.
[17:04] <@Kilarra> Kilarra is informed by Shorafa that, in light of the information in Zincher's ledgers, the current Overlord, Gaston Chromarchy, was able to sieze his assets left in the city, allowing him to steady his position that had been a bit shakey lately. In return, Shorafa had been able to get some city funds diverted to restoring the Veil, which had long been marred by stains from the gas forge fumes.
[17:05] * Kilarra gets a massage while she brings Shorafa up to speed on the drow dealings.
[17:06] <@Kilarra> Aluthyra is able to sell all of the goods for a rather nice sum of platinum. As well, she luckily happens upon a cyphermage willing to purchase the staff for academic purposes, curious about its origin.
[17:07] * Aluthyra smiles as she leaves the market, the sales going quite well for her. She heads for the veil, looking for Kilarra as she enters.
[17:09] <@Kilarra> Aluthyra bumps into Lavender Lil, who was on her way out for a night on the streets. She smiles and directs Aluthyra to the temple area, where Kilarra is getting a massage and talking to Shorafa
[17:09] <@Kilarra> Shorafa chuckles at Kilarra, "So you raised him all on your own, hm? Most impressive progress you have made."
[17:10] * Aluthyra thanks Lil, heading to Kilarra. She seats herself on in a chair nearby, waving to the Kilarra and Shorafa as she begins to divide up the platinum.
[17:10] * Aluthyra purses her lips in concentration as she looks through the platinum. It's quite a lot. It may take a while.
[17:10] <@Kilarra> Kilarra oggles the money a bit, "Damn, how much was that staff worth?"
[17:11] <@Kilarra> Shorafa chuckles, "Enough it would seem. If you have any further need of diamonds for your next adventure darlink, I would be happy to provide. This tale of yours has been quite wonderful."
[17:12] * Aluthyra doesn't look up, still counting. "Two thousand and two hundred platinum pieces from the staff."
[17:15] <Aluthyra> As Aluthyra enters the veil, so does an ifrit rogue. She stares at the woman and her cache of platinum, eyes envious. She slowly approaches, trying to remain hidden and drop in on the conversation.
[17:17] <Aluthyra> If someone were to see the woman, though unlikely...
[17:17] <Aluthyra> The woman stands tall; a little over six feet. Her fair is a mix of red, orange, and yellow, forming the image of a flame; wafting and waving without assistance from the breeze. Her eyes are a single tone of pink. Her armor is made with the texture and form of leaves, dark green, nearly black, quilted to form its entirety.
[17:17] <Aluthyra>  The armor is revealing in some areas; a low-cut neckline showing off her sizable breasts, and open seams of the garment revealing her skin beneath and allowing for more flexibility. Baubles and bottles are strapped to her belt, the trinkets of a varying array.
[17:18] <Aluthyra> Matching her ostentatious clothing, she wears three guady, silver necklaces, each smelted into the form of a delicate flame, different patterns seen on each. Also around her neck, is a pair of small lenses, not currently worn.
[17:19] <Aluthyra> On her back, Kahree has two light maces, strapped carefully so that the two do not chink and cause unwanted noise.
[17:19] * Kilarra whistles. "Damn. I hope you didn't have any trouble getting that away form the market
[17:19] <@Kilarra> ."
[17:20] * Aluthyra shakes her head, the platinum pieces clinking as she sorts and counts. "None, thankfully."
[17:21] <Aluthyra> Kahree chances getting closer, grinning widely at hearing the sound of platinum coins.
[17:24] <@Kilarra> no one seems to notice her slinking about
[17:27] <Aluthyra> Kahree waits for now, hoping to have a chance to lift the platinum... or hear where it came from, being that she can't steal it while it's being counted.
[17:28] * Kilarra looks to Aluthyra, "What do you think the elves will have us doing next?"
[17:28] * Kilarra is presently naked while being massaged btw
[17:30] * Aluthyra shrugs. "If the drow have not been dealt with, and still seek their plans, then dealing with that. Otherwise..." She shrugs. "I do not see any other reason that they would need us, unless they'd wish for us to help rebuild their city."
[17:32] * Kilarra shrugs, "I ain't a mason. I'd say they should talk to dwarves, but they'd probably prefer their own architecture style wise. PLus elves and dwarves don't really get along culturally. Still, considering what they liberated from one drown controlled city, maybe there's another one they need help pushing with."
[17:32] <Aluthyra> Kahree blinks. Drow? They're talking about myths? She moves closer.. intrigued.
[17:34] <@Kilarra> Shorafa chuckles, "Considering the combination of growth and wealth you obtained by helping these elves, I would not be surprised by your desire to continue. It may very well be the most expedient path to your revenge against your mother. Or at least, the power needed for it."
[17:35] * Kilarra scowls a bit at the mention of her mother, "Yeah."
[17:38] <Aluthyra> Kahree frowns. Elves, always so... boring! And calm! And... not that bad. Still, boring. But... wealth! She wonders what elves they are talking about, wanting in on the wealth...
[17:39] * Aluthyra nods. "Hopefully it will." She finishes counting. "1818 platinum and 1 gold piece for you, Kilarra. That amount for each of us."
[17:40] * Kilarra smiles, "Awesome." She gestures to a currently unoccupied side pouch on her Haversack
[17:45] * Aluthyra moves over with the haul, depositing the amount.
[17:48] * Aluthyra smiles as she finishes, moving back to her seat. "Shall I go to your room, or will your massage still be long?"
[17:50] * Kilarra chuckles, "Well actually, I was hoping to get to my room first." She smirks coyly.
[17:50] * Kilarra blinks, "Know what I just remembered?" She chuckles, "That dragon's hoard is probably still out there somewhere. We should maybe look for it on the way back."
[17:51] * Kilarra sits up, throwing her hooves over the side of the table, stretching a bit and letting out a contented sound.
[17:51] <Aluthyra> Kahree examines Kilarra. "Nice," she mumbles.
[17:53] <Aluthyra> Kahree perks at the mention of a dragon's hoard. She smiles. That would be a nice find, though... she'll need to be careful around these people.
[17:54] <@Kilarra> Aluthyra hears that, and finally manages to notice the fiery looking woman eyeing Kilarra. However, from the immediate view ALuthyra has of her, she seemed to be interested in Kilarra's body rather than her money
[17:56] * Aluthyra blinks, frowning. Her ears twitch involuntary as she hears a hushed tone. She quirks her head, looking for the source, eyes landing on Kahree, who is presently hiding behind a massage table. "Your staring is off-putting." She shakes her head, pointing to the Ifrit. "Kilarra, is this one of the Veil's clerics?"
[17:57] <Aluthyra> The Ifrit's eyes widen. "Shit," she groans, standing.
[17:57] * Kilarra looks at Kahreed, her attention immediately drawn to the neckline. "I imagine she'd fit right in, but she's not from here."
[17:58] <@Kilarra> Shorafa looks a bit cross. "There is no need to be hiding in here miss. If you have a desire for any of our services, you should just ask rather than skulking about. Makes you look," she puts a touch of danger in her word, "suspicious."
[17:59] * Kahree chuckles and throws her hands up dismissively. "Heh. Sorry, my first time in a temple of Calistria."
[18:00] * Kilarra raises an eyebrow, "Your reason for being here is what exactly then?"
[18:01] * Aluthyra frowns, moving a step closer.
[18:01] <Aluthyra> Kahree blinks, then follows with Shorafa's idea. "Thought it was obvious! I want service."
[18:02] * Kilarra narrows her eyes, "Really? Because I get the feeling you were planning on helping yourself."
[18:03] <Aluthyra> The Ifrit frowns. "Not in public, at least."
[18:03] * Aluthyra 's hand goes nearer to her bow.
[18:04] <Aluthyra> Kahree continues. "Look! I told you, I just want service." She clears her throat, pointing to Kilarra. "How much you cost?" ]
[18:04] * Kilarra stands up, her hand glowing a bit. "You have one sentence to convince me why I shouldn't sic a swarm of wasps on those, admittedly lovely, bosoms of yours." She frowns further, "I'm booked for the evening."
[18:04] * Aluthyra frowns, slightly protective. "She is not an option."
[18:05] <@Kilarra> Shorafa stands as well, reaching for her snakeskin whip.
[18:06] * Kilarra is sort of bluffing, since her holy symbol is laying with the rest of her vestements, but she could still inflict some hurt
[18:07] <Aluthyra> Kahree opens her mouth to continue her lie, then promptly shuts it. She frowns. "Fine. I mean, all that platinum?" She shrugs. "I /had/ to find the source."
[18:08] <Aluthyra> Kahree groans. "Look, just let me go and I'll leave you alone." She grins. "Unless you're willing to share the wealth."
[18:08] <@Kilarra> Shorafa grips the base of her whip, but waits to see what Kilarra and Aluthyra do, since theirs was the wealth that attracted the rogue
[18:09] * Kilarra snorts, "Why the hell would we do that?"
[18:10] <Aluthyra> Kahree takes a step back, scowling at Shorafa. "And don't get that fucking whip near me."  She turns to Kilarra. "If you were in need of my services, maybe. Need anyone or thing that needs gutting, stealing, poisoning, or spooking?"
[18:11] * Aluthyra frowns. "We most certainly do not need a murderer or thief."
[18:11] <Aluthyra> Kahree rolls her eyes. "More than that. Anything you need, if you have the coin."
[18:12] <Aluthyra> Kahree's hand moves to one of the bottles on her belt.
[18:12] * Kilarra points to the door. "Leave, and I'll let you keep those tits of yours unstung."
[18:14] <Aluthyra> Kahree tries to negotiate! All those platinum pieces... are very enticing. "Hey, heard you mention... drow, was it? Thought they were a legend, but... if there still around, maybe y'need help with those pointy ears?"
[18:16] * Kilarra continues pointing, "You're not making things any better for yourself. We were sworn to secrecy so far as our dealings with the drow. Shorafa is my Madam, and is an exception, but now you admit to knowing something you shouldn't."
[18:17] * Aluthyra draws her bow. "Kilarra, what do you think should be done?"
[18:18] <Aluthyra> Kahree frowns, her finger resting on the stopper of the bottle. "Well then," she nods, "I'm already informed, so... you might as well include me!" she chuckles nervously.
[18:21] * Kilarra doesn't really want to fight without her armour on. "Or we could kill you, but I'd really rather not sour what was supposed to be an enjoyable evening. You are exceptionally lucky that we lost one of our own recently. As you say, since you're already in the know." She looks to Shorafa, then back to Kahree, "I really think it should be up to the one who wanted it kept a secret."
[18:23] <Aluthyra> Kahree frowns deeply. "Well don't think you can just drag me along. If I follow, I follow /willingly/."
[18:25] * Kilarra shakes her head, "Considering what you and I just said to each other, do you really think that will be the case? I suppose forcing you along would be difficult, but if you don't want to come along -willingly-, then you can try to leave and deal with however many arrows Aluthyra can stick in you on the way out."
[18:27] <Aluthyra> Kahree scowls. "Like she even could. And yes, for the potential platinum, I will follow, but if you try to put manacles on me..." She looks to Shorafa's whip with disgust. "Or use /that/ on me, then I'm gone."
[18:28] * Aluthyra nods her head. "Very well. We will be amiable so long as you seem to bare no ill-will. The elves will decide the rest."
[18:29] * Kilarra raises an eyebrow. "Hmm," is all she says. She looks to Kahree, "Well, you want service, you might as well go and get some now. I expect you'll want to stay the night."
[18:30] <Aluthyra> Kahree nods. "Yeah." She looks around. "How much does service cost, anyhow?"
[18:31] <@Kilarra> Shorafa nods, giving Kahree a scowl. "Kilarra has set her terms, and you should know that she does not take lightly to being betrayed, lied to, or stolen from." She fingers her whip, but leaves it curled. "Nor do I like it when my inquisitors are treated as such."
[18:32] <@Kilarra> Shorafa's almost venemous smile lightens a bit, "As for service, I believe we can arrange that." She begins discussing what the ifrit woman was looking for in a companion for the evening. Naturally, she planned to charge her double the normal rate
[18:33] * Kilarra gathers up her stuff and heads to her room, gesturing to Aluthyra where it is. "Follow me in a couple minutes, I need to slip into something."
[18:33] * Aluthyra quirks her head, but nods. Waiting for several minutes before following up.
[18:34] * Kilarra shows Aluthyra an exceptionally good time, first by showing off her exotic dancer's outfit, then following through on her promise to lick every inch of Aluthyra
[18:34] <@Kilarra> -End Session-