Act 1, Scene 1: "Together in Harmony" (Game Thread)

[Jenara]

Mira jumps at the touch, her eyes shooting open.

"Oh there you all are. I was wondering.." Fixing her gaze on Cross she shakes her head in a semi warning over the contact. "Thank you, I played just before this last festival.. And Pyros is somewhere... Scary thought, some idiot made the Kender invisible." Shooting Cross another warning glance she grins.

[Nocturno]

Pyros will attempt to climb up.

[OoC: How many rolls for 10' of wall?]

[TristenC]

[OOC: just 1 roll is fine ]

[kerap]

Artanis Auir

Artanis, relaxing for a moment quips: "The last I caught of Pyros, he was heading towards the front. He must have been bumping into people; they would look around confused, trying to determine who bumped or touched them. I could make out his path for a while, but then lost him near the seats."

[Jenara]

"Just great.. " Mira replies her voice getting more and more agitated, "And this is why you should never work with Kender."

[Nocturno]

Wall climbing [1d100] = 59

[OoC:So close yet so far]

[kerap]

Artanis

Artanis' curiosity is now piqued and he asks: "Since Pyros is the first...Kender I have ever met or seen in my life, what is it about him or Kender, that causes you such discomfort at him being on his own like that?"

[Jenara]

"I forget, only a few of us come from Krynn.." That statement still filled her with dread, how.. No it wasn't worth the headache. "There are a few of us that know and thus should know better." Her eyes go to cross as she pulls herself up on her elbows.. Great and she was enjoying the music..

"Kender are.. Unique, there is lots of lore how they became what they are, some think they are dwarves that were warped by a relic called the greygem, the dwarves deny that on any occasion. Others think they were elves, again they elves hate that idea." She glances to Merrick. "Either way they are fearless and curious to the point of suicidal.. Many a Kender has been that bit too curious and ended up dead. Plus they 'borrow' things, never call one a thief because they aren't, most of the time they mean nothing by it.. It just happens, a stern word and a threat to do something horrible.. Like lock one in a room with no door, no bars and NOTHING to do tends to work."

"So right now, thanks to.. I'm guessing you Cross?" She doesn't even look at him this time, "We have a master thief loose with no way of anyone here seeing him. He can cause untold damage.. Not just to him, because somehow he'll come out smelling of roses. But to US.. How many mages do you see? How many people here are different? We stand out and not trying to play my own lute or anything, but you are accepted because of me. My skill keeps the Wolves at bay." Pausing still semi drunk she let's out a huge laugh.. "Damn, I am literally keeping the Wolves from the door."

[kerap]

Artanis Auir

Artanis ponders Mira's remarks regarding Kender and finds them fascinating and quite interesting. Her open comment about the wolves was disconcerting though and thinks to himself: first because it seems like the people here don't openly talk about the wolves, but Mira just blurted it out. Must be the alcohol talking. But holding wolves at bay with music? That is different and odd - nothing like that would work in Neverwinter. Music instead of a sword to deal with a wolf problem - well - considering the wolf he encountered earlier, it appears that the music theory isn't working very well.

"Well, we could just return to the Inn, and any trouble he causes, well, he's on his own. Nothing like a night in a jail cell to adjust one's natural curiosity." Artanis says with a laugh and a smile.

[Jenara]

"I see by your face you took the comment literally and figuratively." Mira grins, "You didn't say it, which is wise.. But I'll say it for you. Here the people are safe, this has been rattling around my head for a few weeks, but I think.." Sitting up more she shifts herself close to Yasir. "The people have walls, safety, they sing songs to ward against the savage beasts', the ones outside.. I suggested performing outside on a night not during the festival and I was.. It wasn't well received." Her mind going back to the dream she carries on. "There may be beasts in the city, only they aren't Savage."

"While we are here, we are safe behind these walls, and protected.. If we rock the boat.. We might end up out there."

"As for Pyros.. He is following his nature, do you mistreat a bird just because it flies? Or a spider for biting you? Besides..." Enclosing Elsa she gives the hafling a little hug and a wink. "I'm enjoying the music."

[spyguy1503]

Cal looks at Elsa. "All right" he says. He sips the cider himself. "The music is wonderful."

[kerap]

Artanis Auir

Artanis chuckles at Mira's comments. "Perhaps that bird will learn not to fly into a closed window. A lesson learned the hard way."

Artanis then remains quiet out of courtesy to the others that want to listen to the concert. Although his mind wanders back to the wolves again.

[TristenC]

It really is, isn't it! Elsa says, excitedly. Cal sips his cider and she considers him. Patting his hand gently she gives him that care-free smile of hers. Thank you, that was sweet of you to offer.

The warrior continues his massage as the Bard and Ranger debate the pros and cons of leaving the Kender to his own devices and potential jail-time. Artanis notices that the space between the party and the rest of the crowd has widened somewhat, though he doesn't specifically recall seeing anyone move... almost as if they had some sort of odor everyone was too polite to point out.

Mira is right about the cold reception in town,Merrick chimes in, only half-paying attention to the conversation. I've been here twice as long as she has and I'm certain I've only been tolerated so well because I have the look of the locals and a relative who has lived here for decades... There are no "small folk" here, Cal. You, Pyros and Elsa are likely the only ones of your kind for miles... the locals just don't know how to take it, so they probably just treat you like odd-looking children so they don't have to think about what you might really be...


Pyros examines the stonework carefully, but the wall of the platform has worn quite smooth over time and he finds no direct way up. Pondering the cliffs themselves, he could probably scale them near the edges of the stage and drop down to it... although it would be more than a 10' drop. There had to be some way for the musicians to access the stage... Eventually the violinist bows the final note which lingers in the air like a physical thing, echoing in harmony with a faint sound that seems to be coming from the mouth of a cave. The opening is not 20' from the Southernmost edge of the stage, and surrounded by a crowd of people listening attentively. As the harmonic dies away, a wave of applause originates from the group there and spreads like a brush-fire to quickly engulf the Amphitheatre and the Green itself.

[Nocturno]

Pyros will back away from the stage as far as he can to watch the performer exit. He will also scan the area to see if there is something he can use to boost himself up with.

[TristenC]

Pyros hustles back up the ramp so he can see the floor of the stage clearly. The violinist takes an elegant bow to the center and each side, finishing with a second small flourishing bow to the fore. Turning smartly on one heel he strides off to the southern edge of the platform near the back, and disappears intothe wall! Watching the spot like a hawk Pyros sees the next performer emerge as the applause subsides. She is a beautifully gowned middle-aged woman with golden hair who practically floats to the center of the stage.

There must be an naturally camoflauged outcropping on stage that leads to a side-passage... Nothing in the area is moveable, so unless he can find a person to give him a boost, there is no way to reach the stage from the front.