Location: Nexus- Various Districts
Characters: Joyous Unfettered Ivory, Silent Northern Starfall, Krailyn Zgyr, Tamlyn, Diathias, Forsaken River, Nyela, Silver Rose.
Notable NPCs: Shalrina, The Weathered Old Man, Tank: The Invincible Sun, Forest, Ginger.
Enemies: Pickpocket, Opium Traders (x4).
Ivory and Forest tracked down the pickpocket that stole from her. They then interrogated them to find out where the money was, and then proceded to “liberate” the remaining stolen goods, taint opium and intoxicants, and left. On his way out Forest manages to set fire to the thieve’s den without Ivory noticing. The two then made their way back to the ships, Ivory having an increased sadness at the situation, and the state of the city, though she did not know why.
Tamlyn continued searching for Shalrina, the Daimyo of Faces, getting ever closer to his goal. After asking many of the people in the area, he was able to find a person who had met her, and was able to get one of her masks. The man, Rith, was in his later years, and denied knowing anything about the Daimyo, or her shop. Though, through his superior charms, Tamlyn was finally able to find the location of the shop. Following the directions, he ran to a dead end, only to realize he must have passed the shop, and promptly turned back to find the shop. Upon entry, he held a brief conversation with the attendant, and requested her services to have a mask made. She told him the terms of the agreement, that he would owe her a favor, of her choosing, at a time of her choosing. Finding the terms agreeable, Tamyln told her he was a healer by trade, and she set to work to make his mask better than it was before. While waiting for his commission to be completed, Tamlyn set to work, finding his circle-mates finely crafted mundane masks to match their personalities. For Diathias, he found a tribal mask from a tribe that held similar customs to his that was worn by warriors during battle. Forsaken River, being a stealthy and desiring to remain anonymous, would get a mask of pure white with red spiral and writing running on the outside of half of it. For Krail, his taste being of a finer origin, was given a silver and gold masquerade mask. For Ivory he purchased a mask that resembled a mischievous harlequin. Silent, being of strong body, seemed as though a ox mask made of leather with actual horns would be most fitting. For Ginger, one of his closest friends, Tamlyn bought a noble fox mask made out of beaten silver, with red-orange enameling. Within the hour, the god returned, her work finished. She handed Tamlyn his improved mask, which now was brushed clean, reformed to fit his face better, and included brass accents throughout the line-work of the mask. The mask now featured 2 long brass fangs that ran down his cheeks. After paying for his gifts, Tamlyn set out to return to the ship.
Nyela, having just returned from another scavenging operation, was looking for a place to sell her newly acquired , realize that she was being followed. She ducked into a side alley to confront her stalker. The woman approached her and introduced herself as Ginger, the executive assistant to her master, Krail. She then handed Nyela a scroll of paper, that requested she join her on a ship later that evening for a business opprotunity, as her specific set of skills would be quite useful on the journey her master was embarking on. Nyela said she would give it some thought and left.
Diathas, after being told fighting didn’t occur in the streets due to the city’s very strict laws on violence, went to see if he could find himself a fighting arena. After a few hours of looking he was beckoned by a strange man, inquiring if he was a fighter and was looking to make some money. Diathas followed the man to a weathered trap door that led down into the city’s underground. He had to squeeze a bit to fit himself through the portal, but was soon bombarded by the smells and sounds that accompanied any arena. The man registered Diathas for the next available match, and gave him a quick breakdown of the rules involved for combat. Diathas first squared off against a small human man, Chopper, who quickly began to regret participating in the fight. Diathus, stonefaced, looked at Chopper and told him he had 5 swings, then it was his turn. Swing one Diathus caught the blade with his hand, and crushed the metal into a mangled mess. Swing two was a repeat of the first. Chopper pulled his knife and struck Diathas in the chest, breaking the knife. With this, Chopper believed it better that he not be in the arena any longer and ran. Diathas pursued the terrified man, catching him by his head and “placed” him on the chair. The chair gave way to the sheer force with which he helped the man to his seat and splintered across the floor. Chopper sat in a crumpled mass on the on the floor. Cheers erupted from the crowd, and Diathas watched as a Dragon-Blooded took out five mortals with relative ease. Finally Diathas grew tired of waiting to take on a real challenge called out the Dragon-Blooded, and told him he was allowed to use a his artifacts for the fight. The announcer said that there was approval for such a match, and had the artifact weapon brought to him.
Valkupo continued his test of strength tour.
River took his window to the ship and prepared to take out his mark.
Rose also recieved a letter from Ginger.
Ivory and Diathus were going to return to the arena for some more fighting.