Visitor
Continued from The Lodge
About 3 p.m. on the 6th of August, Sven is keeping watch from the roof when he calls out, "VISITOR COMING!" He relays that a lone man on a donkey has approached to some 600 yards and has stopped. While Sven watched, the stranger lifted his arm and made a slow waving gesture. He hasn't attempted to move any closer.
Lexent: I look at Sven and Pandred, "Do you think we should go out and see what he has to say?"
Sven: "We hold someone back here to protect Hamish. He's far from recovery. I suggest a parley, to find out what he wants. If he intends to threaten us, he must have an army waiting somewhere beyond our sight."
Lexent: "I'll go. Pandred, Be ready for trouble." I head outside.
Pandred: "Always am." I'll make sure to don my armor, etc. Arduin will assist if need be.
The DM: how close do you wish to get? Comfortable speaking distance is six combat hexes.
Lexent: I move up half the distance between us, so 300 yards and wave back.
Stranger: “Identify yourself!”
Lexent: "I am Lexent. Who are you? And what business brings you here?"
Stranger: “You may call me Tacitus.”
The DM: It’s plain that the stranger is Norwegian, and that the name is likely an alias.
Lexent: "And your business here?"
Tacitus: “You have removed Hamish Ross from Bergen, have you not? That is what brings me here.”
Lexent: "I have removed no one from anywhere. If you'd like though, you are welcome to come up and talk."
Tacitus: “Not until I know who you are and your motives.”
- The DM: He grins.
- Tacitus: “You could be a collection of true villains, couldn’t you?”
Lexent: "I'm no more of a collection than you are, and as for villainy I assure you I only seek to assist those around me. I see, however, that we are both wary of one another's motives, so how shall we solve this impasse?"
Lexent: Does he carry any visible weaponry?
The DM: No. He’s not very tall, either; perhaps 5 ft. 3 for a human. And rather unpossessing sitting on his donkey.
The DM: Okay, I'm pretty sure at this point that people are waiting to see what happens with Vafrandir. I did intend to run both pages at the same time, but I'm kind of glad I don't have to.
Lexent: I was waiting to see Tacitus' response to my question.
The DM: Somehow, I utterly missed your first line; I tagged onto your question about visible weaponry and failed to see that you had spoken. I was waiting for you to answer Tacitus' question. Ah, well. Apologies. I'll return your question: are you wearing any visible weaponry?
Lexent: I am not.
Intermission
The DM: We'll pick this up tomorrow, then.
The DM: Sorry all. I've got a contract job today. I won't be in. Problems of the real world.
Lexent: Bummer. Heads up, I'm not sure what my availability for Friday will be. I'm travelling to a family reunion at some point, but I'm not sure when I'll be in the car and whether or not I'll be able to play from my cell phone.
The DM: Okay, well let us know when you know, and we'll be fine. I have to take these contracts when they arise; steady work only occurs when they occur.
Lexent: In. I should be good for an hour at the very least, we'll see what happens after that.
The DM: In. Yay, I have time.
Continuing On
Tacitus: "Perhaps I should trust you then. Lead on to your domicile."
Lexent: I head back up.
The DM: heading back at the lodge, Tacitus will inquire whether or not he can see Hamish Ross in the flesh.
Lexent: As we reach the door I respond, "Yes, assuming he is willing to see you."
The DM: Entering, Lexent, you see Sven and Pandred, but no sign of Hamish.