A Dockside Meeting: Trader Mazorn
GM Quilic plays out a scene with Mazorn in River’s Rest. The Fleet Captain and the trader discuss … infrastructure.
Category: Towns
Topic: River’s RestDate: 06/28/2018 03:23 PM CDTFrom: GS4-GALENESubj: A dockside meetingThe Fleet Captain harrumphed to himself as he shifted his weight uneasily from one foot to the other. His gaze was across the water and out into Maelstrom Bay, the creaky dock underfoot rocking back and forth under his prodigious weight. The object of his scrutiny maneuvered slowly into the mouth of the river, it movements erratic as it fought against the current. The Captain raised one hand and waved, and a figure on the deck of the magnificent vessel returned the wave, a wide grin on his face. The ship was guided slowly but expertly into place alongside the tiny dock, and a gangplank was lowered by a team of hardy men.A well-dressed man made his way down the gangplank, his hair blowing in the evening wind. The rocking of the dock underfoot bothered him not in the slightest, but he spared a moment for a sour glance down, surveying the wobbling surface. He shook his head slightly, then focused his attentions on the Fleet Captain. A broad grin sprang across his face and he made his way towards the waiting man, his hand outstretched. The Fleet Captain shook the newcomer’s hand, and mustered the best smile he could, though it did not reach his eyes.
“Welcome, Trader Mazorn. Were there any issues?” the Captain asked.
Trader Mazorn’s grin widened further as he examined the man closely. “None to speak of on the way in, though I think the first thing we’d need to do is improve this dock, wouldn’t you say?”
The Fleet Captain dropped any pretense of a smile and removed his hand from the Trader’s grip at the same time. “This dock has served quite well for us to this point, Trader…”
Mazorn waved his hand in front of his face as if shooing away a foul smell. “Of course, of course. I just mean that if I am truly going to expand to the Rest, we’ll clearly need better infrastructure. The Chouresska here is almost more than this little dock can handle, and I hesitate to think of what might happen if we were to attempt to unload delicate cargo on something so unstable.”
The Fleet Captain narrowed his eyes slightly at this, clearly thinking it over. “And would you be expecting the town to fund this… infrastructure, then?”
“Of course not!” Mazorn laughed, his eyes crinkling in delight. “I’ll happily cover any of the costs. It’s all part of the expense, after all.”
The Fleet Captain nodded once, then turned to make his way back towards the town. Trader Mazorn fell in beside him and the two clomped up the dock in silence, though Mazorn’s eye lingered long on the dock as they stepped back onto land.
First tha fool opens the boot back up, now this. Too manna mainlandas settin foot in my town an meddlin wit it… I dun like it one bit. If yea ain’t bled fer tha town, yea dun get a say in it. Tha includes yea, Captain… yea snivlin coward.
Starchitin, the OG
A severed gnomish hand crawls in on its fingertips and makes a rude gesture before quickly decaying and rotting into dust. A gust of wind quickly scatters the dust.
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One of the vines surrounding you lashes out at Wyrom, driving a thorn into his skin! Wyrom flinches slightly.