Developments in River’s Rest 17 Koaratos 5118
GM Quilic posts Developments in River’s Rest: three vignettes relating to Trader Mazorn, the Fleet Captain, Zhill, Embriolous, Verid-
Category: Towns
Topic: River’s RestDate: 07/17/2018 06:31 PM CDTFrom: GS4-QUILICSubj: Developments; 17th of Koaratos, 5118Trader Mazorn paced the newly built dock anxiously, his hands clenched behind his back and his gaze firmly on the wooden planks underfoot. One of the new slips was occupied by a midsized vessel, and dockhands scurried to unload it, carrying the crates in through the warehouse doors. Though Mazorn was well known to be approachable, it only took a single look at the man’s face to know that today was not the day to interrupt his musings.The Fleet Captain made his way down from the Stone Eye and across the beach toward Mazorn. The Trader’s pacing came to a halt as the Captain approached, but neither man offered a hand in greeting. Mazorn kept his hands clasped tightly behind his back, where it would take a careful observer to notice the slight whitening of his knuckles. The Captain came to a halt a few feet away and regarded Mazorn suspiciously, his head tilted slightly to one side.
“Well?” the Captain asked.
Mazorn stared back for a long moment, then shook his head slowly, clearly at a loss. His eyes were bloodshot and the man looked as if he hadn’t slept in quite some time.
“As I told you, the matter is entirely out of my control. Veridese… or whatever she wants to call herself these days… and I have history. But that’s all it is… history. We were together for a time, but she refused to consider a life lived on the water. That’s where my life, and livelihood, IS! We parted… I thought amicably… and that was the last I’ve seen of her until the other night. I have no way to contact her, no way to locate her, and no explanation for her actions. I truly don’t know what it is you expect me to do or say.”
The Captain regarded Mazorn for a long moment, his gaze steady.
“You had best figure this out, Trader. I opened up our town to you, thinking you would bring trade and profitability with you, but it seems like all you’ve managed to bring us is trouble. It won’t be allowed, I warn you,” said the Captain.
“Is that a threat, Captain?”
“Take it how you will, Trader. This problem came here with you, and it seems centered on you. In my opinion, that makes you the one to resolve it.”
Zhill strolled into the small clearing and grinned at the sight of Embriolous smearing green paint across the face of one of her creations. He noted with approval that the horde extended out into the trees, but made sure to clear his throat as he approached. It wouldn’t do to surprise her again, after what happened last time.
Embriolous whirled at the sound, one hand reaching for the staff slung across her back, but as she caught sight of Zhill, she relaxed once more and a sneer crept across her face.
“Zhill… I’m surprised to see you here! Are you so anxious to play with my charges again?” she asked with mock curiosity in her voice.
Zhill didn’t take the bait, grinning back at her. “I was told to come and get you. Veride-“
“Do NOT! Zhill, you insufferable… She is the Green Lady… for both our sakes. PLEASE attempt to find at least some small measure of brainpower and assign it to remember that very salient fact,” Embriolous interrupted.
Once again Zhill was unfazed, and picked up his sentence midstream. “-The Green Lady has requested our presence. Apparently there’s planning or something to do, though with her it’s impossible to tell…” Zhill drifted into silence, taking on a bemused expression as he looked behind Embriolous at the horde of undead. “Or maybe she just wants us to track down more green paint!” he said brightly.
The young girl darted through the trees, racing back towards the town. Her breath was hot in her throat, and her chest pounded with equal parts terror and exertion. Behind her, the shrill howls grew louder.
-GM Quilic
“I have a question… possibly two…”