ArcaneDesperado

Johnny took another drink looking to Junbaari. No rails from Otari to any major city yet, despite the export trade with the fish. It'll come in time I'm sure but the war has prioritized it to more major cities for manufacturing and other political reasons. So it'll be on foot, or horseback. Not sure, if I can swing horses for everyone in the job. But the roads pretty well traveled. Also means its risk of highwaymen. Which is what he'd be there to protect against. Couple days travel because of the multiple wagons and slower movement to avoid damaging the goods. Occasional wandering beastie might come up on the roads, but given the regular amount of people its rare. They'd likely be sick or starving to risk it.

Doallyn McClare / Royal Tactician & Conjurer Male - Human Noble - Neutral Good Wizard (Conjurer) 1 / Duskblade 1 Initiative + 1 / Hit Points: 13 / Speed: 30ft Armor Class: 14 / Touch: 11 / Flat-Footed: 13 Will + 5 / Reflex +1 / Fortitude +3 Doallyn carefully picked up the chair that Racanna had knocked over and got her to sit back down in it. She was slowly regaining her composure after the horrific flashback that had taken hold of her a bit more than she'd care to admit to. She fidgeted with the bottle that she was holding once again. For now Doallyn would remain quiet. He was curious to gauge how the group here in front of him would approach the situation with the Captain of the Guard. He'd only had a brief introduction with her himself before the attack. So a good bit of the conversation with Stormborn would be a first for him as well. The noble would step in if need be but for now he was content to watch things unfold. Doallyn McClare Male Neutral Good Human Wizard, Init +1 HP: 13/13 Speed: 30 AC: 14 Touch: 11 / Flat-footed: 13 Fort +3 / Ref +1 / Will +5 Base Attack Bonus: +1 Abilities: Str 10, Dex 12, Con 12, Int 17, Wis 12, Cha 14 Spellbook Wizard Spells Per Day: Cantrips - 3 Message | Message | Open/Close 1st Level - 2 (1 + Intelligence Bonus Spell ) Spell Save DC: 10 + Spell Level + Intelligence Modifier (+3): Conjuration Spells +1 Summon Monster | Summoner Monster Duskblade Spells Per Day: Cantrips - 4 Detect Magic | Read Magic | Detect Magic | Read Magic 1st Level - 2 Blade of Blood | Resist Energy Spell Like Abilities: 6 (Dancing Lights, Detect Magic, Flare, Ghost Sound, Read Magic)

Johnny watched the Astor come in, escort Davin out, and then seemingly teleport away with him. Well... that just happened. All things considered, I guess it could have been more of us. They either dont see us as a threat without him, or they have no idea whats going on yet and its unrelated. He looked back down at this drink. If we lost out navigator though for the Gateways, I'm guess this puts it more on Medraut's friend for information if we're trying for that now? Or do we just move forward with the plan and work towards traveling to Masero? I can get us the escort job. Gets us to the capital. We stock on supplies, or work a few odd jobs there to save up. We can probably use a church portal to cut down on a majority of the travel but we'll need to be ready for the harsher climate once we're heading north of Frisia. The bard glanced to Kokuten and then the black blade. I'm assuming he'll be talkative again after a bit of time? Be able to track his immortal friend in the Frozen Wastes.

Jason Holloway Spiritmancer - Detective High Concept: Cleveland's Fallen Son Trouble: Debts Up To His Eyeballs Jason shrugged lightly. I'm not going to be translating anything like on Johan's level. But I can hold a fairly decent street level conversation in Mandarin if needed. Picked up a few bits of Korean too, but mostly just for trying to ask a few basic questions. He looked around the area, reminiscing slightly. I got this beat right after I was got released from my FTO. Was around here and the surrounding area for...roughly four years I guess. He pointed down the block with his free hand. That's the restaurant over there.. Kim's Red Dragon. Alleyway is down a little bit further. Then the laundromat, it has two floors of apartments overtop of it. Apartment had a window that overlooked the alleyway right by where the restaurant had there back door to the dumpsters.

Jason Holloway Spiritmancer - Detective High Concept: Cleveland's Fallen Son Trouble: Debts Up To His Eyeballs Jason took his aviators back out of his pocket and slipped them back on. Exiting Christine he gave her a gentle tap and she locks herself up tight. He turned his attention back towards the street and crossing the street into the city's Asiatown. It wasnt early morning, so the businesses were now open and alive with activity. A vibrant energy as the morning sun casts its warm glow upon the bustling streets. The aroma of sizzling woks and steaming dumplings filled the air, enticing passersby with promises of flavorful delights. Streets lined with ornate red lanterns and colorful banners create a picturesque scene, inviting exploration and immersion into the rich tapestry of Asian culture. As the morning progressed, the streets of Asiatown become a lively mosaic of sights and sounds. Local vendors had set up their stalls, proudly displaying a cornucopia of fresh produce, exotic spices, and traditional crafts. The melodic chatter of merchants haggling with customers mixes harmoniously with the occasional clang of pots and pans emanating from the open kitchen windows of bustling restaurants. Locals and visitors alike weave through the vibrant marketplace, their faces animated with anticipation as they sample delicacies and peruse the eclectic array of goods on offer. As the clock inched closer to lunchtime, the tempo of Asiatown quickened, reaching a crescendo of activity. The aroma of sizzling meats and savory broths becomes more pronounced, signaling the impending lunch rush. Families gather at dim sum parlors, eagerly awaiting their turn to indulge in an array of steamed dumplings and savory treats. Meanwhile, noodle shops and barbecue joints bustle with patrons eager to savor authentic Asian flavors. He slipped his arm around one of Marina's as they began to maneuver through the streets. So.. Yeah.. back before I made Detective and was on Patrol. This was part of my regular beat. Spent a lot of time down here. A merchant came out of one of the stalls trying to offer some jewelry, likely to Marina. Jason smiled and politely waved them off with his free hand. Nǐ hǎo, bù, dànshì xièxiè nǐ. He smiled again lightly. Yěxǔ xià cì The merchant paused, surprised for a moment at hearing the response in Chinese. Then just nodded and headed off towards their next potential customer.

Jason Holloway Spiritmancer - Detective High Concept: Cleveland's Fallen Son Trouble: Debts Up To His Eyeballs Jason exhales lightly, as he rested his hands on her hips. Have I told you in the last half hour how luck I am to have you? I feel like I need to make sure to do that on a regular basis. As for the guilt, well that whole genetic inbred Irish-Catholic guilt thing. Don't think I'll ever be able to fully shake it. Keeps the whole "do what makes you happy" thing in check. He gave her a half smile, as he looked at how she was positioned. Shame I didnt go with the parking garage. I could take advantage of this situation so much better. He slipped his hand down and gave her butt a firm grip. But I promise I will not rush into any contracts...I'm not going to take on anything that might hurt you, Nero, or anyone that I consider family. That's been a primary stipulation with all of them. He leaned forward kissed her lightly. Alright mamichula, so unless we're moving this to the back seat, because I doubt the steering wheel jamming in your back is going to work well as a erotic stimulate, should probably focus on why we came here in the first place.

Having run several Gotham City themed games with WoD this managed to catch my eye. Curious to get some more info on plans regarding this and edition.

It is a PTSD flashback. Details mentioned from the scenario can likely be pulled from her in small snippets.

Rackham already has hay and feed comin in. Should be here in the next hour or so. We got some slings ready that we can use too. Like riding in a hammock if we gotta worry about the weather getting a bit windy and rockin the ship. He motioned over to the area that had been set up. I admit I aint the most knowledgeable with transportin' horses. So I'm treatin' a bit like transportin a steam-jack. Just a bit more gentle-like.

Midas nodded and looked over to Rackahm. Get 'em back in a jiffy. The dwarf adjusted the controls and the platform gave a hiss and slowly lifted off the ground again. A gently turn of the dial and the jade crystal glowed again. The platform rose slowly into the ground. Boss almost seemed bored with the concept of the thing moving rather than scared or even jus confused. The horse snorted a bit and just seemed to shrug. A moment or two later the platform would find itself up next to the ship and locked in to allow Boss and Xio to step off and into the cargo hold. Moxi's van was almost secured already. Having straps around all the wheels keeping it very much in place and unlikely to shift at all should the ship start to sway or rock. Alright, there big fella' almost done. He glanced over to Xio. Probably put him on the opposite side. Just for safety. Dont see the wagon comin' loose, but dont need to give a reason for something to cramp the fella either.

Jason Holloway Spiritmancer - Detective High Concept: Cleveland's Fallen Son Trouble: Debts Up To His Eyeballs It's very loud and crowded at times. Those are just the ones that are in my head. Never mind the ones that randomly float around. Generally the stronger ones keep the smaller ones at bay. Doesn't always stop them though. He took the aviators off and ran a hand over his face. I didn't expect her to keep following me. I'd had one other encounter with her after the chopshop. Told her I'd think about it. More to just get her to leave me alone. Like I said, they don't get a lot of human social cues..... Jason turned and looked at Marina. I really didnt mean to have a stray follow me home....Let alone one with impulsive control issues. He folded the aviators and slipped them into his front pocket for a moment. She's a spirit of discord. Troublemaker. Spelled with the big T, not a little t. I seem to have a habit of attracting those more than anything else. She sees us happy and wants to push buttons. Start an argument. She got you flustered. Which is what she wanted. I doubt she even knows the significance of "papi" or even the meaning. Eris can just sense an emotional connection with it, and knew using it would set you off. Jason reached over and took her hand. Again, I'm sorry my... work... is following me home. REALLY sorry in this case. I really didnt think she... It? Maybe I should call them its... Calling "it" a "she" does make it sound like a bad one night stand, that doesnt want to let it go. I dont know. Rati has been better. Most the others are...less problematic. He shook his head. I only even considered it given how powerful she was. Being able to just throw one of these vampires like they're a ragdoll. Drop a car or two on them. It makes this fight so much easier. We could have gone into that fight to rescue Daemon...I could have just chucked that bastard out the window from the start. Right out into the sun. No muss no fuss. If one of those things showed up in our house. Came after you. Could pin it against the wall with the couch.. Jason squeezed her hand again. I just feel losing control of a lot of things right now with work. The suspension is stalled. I havent been fired... but I havent been reinstated either. And that's probably only because they are doing paperwork to make sure I cant turn around and sue them. Firing the officer shot in the line of duty and suffering from PTSD would look bad in the paper. I'm finding myself hitting dead ends with leads. I want to give Eric some peace with his death. I want to be able to protect you. The temptation with Eris is there. I cant lie. To have some sense of control again... She likely could sense all of it for the brief hour or two down there with the temporary deal. Combined with the fact she can see all these others attached like Rati and Coyote. Sees a nice easy ride. Free food. I know the house is okay for awhile with the savings. I know you are okay... even though I still consider this whole situation my fault.... You can tell me fifty times over it was your choice. But I was still involved. I was still the one that asked...I never should have brought you into it. It was wrong on my end.

Jason Holloway Spiritmancer - Detective High Concept: Cleveland's Fallen Son Trouble: Debts Up To His Eyeballs It was Greek. I dont know how I understand it.. Probably because she's still a spirit. Brain translates it. It wasnt Spanish. He sighed a bit. You saw what she did with the trash can. That was minor compared to what she can do. Think of it like telekinesis. But its ...all or nothing. She cant push a penny across the dashboard of the car...so she'll pick up the whole car and chuck it across the street. The implication of throwing cars and the comment about the chopshop location filled with ghouls earlier lingered in the air for a moment. Jason had commented about the location and what had happened. Clearly he'd downplayed it. Trying to keep Marina from worrying. That clearly wasnt going to be so easy to hide now. So yeah... She came in handy. I've done plenty of one-time deals. Most get me information for a murder case. Help me find a weapon. Or a piece of evidence. Generally takes a lot more for me to want to do a more long-term contract. Rati was a learning experience to not just go making those deals. I didnt with Eris because I could tell she was ... trouble. However trouble seems to follow me. In this case very literally. Its like the ones in the townhouse. They could smell me. She seems to have gotten a taste on whatever the essence is produced from the deal and wants more.

As Moxi went to settle the van into place with the other ships crew, Midas would lower the platform back down to the rest of the group. He'd look to Xio with a bit of a smile. Aye, Miss. Your beastie fella' is next. Whenever your ready. I'll take it slow just to make sure it doesnt confuse 'em. He might be the toughest warhorse, but if he'd aint never flown before it still enough to give him a spook. Midas readjusted the controls on the platform. Boss was big, but he wasnt nearly as heavy as the bus was. Having it life off with the same counterbalance could send them all toppling over.

Jason Holloway Spiritmancer - Detective High Concept: Cleveland's Fallen Son Trouble: Debts Up To His Eyeballs Eris seemed to giggle slightly at the outburst. Seemed I touched a nerve... She licked a finger with her tongue and made a mark in the air. Eris then sighed and glanced as Juma. Oh joy.. another serious one. Too crowded in this metal carriage. She titled her head over at Jason. I'll be keeping an eye on you... SO much potential for chaos and strife. Mílo tou matioú mouApple of my eye Antio! Eris misted away, leaving behind the scent of apple and cinnamon as the only memory of her having been in the car. Jason just leaned forward and rested his head on the steering wheel. Silently. Waiting for the storm that was Marina's reaction to what just transpired.

Jason Holloway Spiritmancer - Detective High Concept: Cleveland's Fallen Son Trouble: Debts Up To His Eyeballs Eris rolled her eyes and sighed again. Toilet paper? Seriously? She flicked her wrist and a trash can in the parking lot seemed to lift out of nowhere and hurtle across the lot and smacked into another car across from them. The car alarm blaring to life. Trash spilled out into the parking lot and started to blow into the wind. A large dent was now in the side of the car door. When's this next Bram's trip? Maybe I should check out this Daemon. Jason says he's an adrenaline junkie. Likes conflict. Blowing stuff up. Sowing discord. General chaos. She grinned wide. My kinda' man. Jason snapped back a bit. Look, Eris... we havent finalized a deal. There isnt a need for you to stick around. No contract bond between us. You offered services that one night. One time. In and out. It was agreed. Nothing beyond that. She rolled in the air again, her hair whipping around with her. A bit of it hitting Marina in the face. It didnt hurt, but it felt weird as the ectoplasm like energy moved across her. Eris smirked lightly, the action likely on purpose. Marina might have noticed that her hair was styled similar to her own as well. But the others have talked you up so much "Papi". The tone and infliction of saying the word seemed to be a mocking tone in mimicking Marina's way of saying it.