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USS Sentinel

Main Sim - Alien Planet - Landing Party 1 Entering Krezk

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Alin seemed to consider her question a moment, “..Work? Not really, most of the farms in and out of Krezk are ran by the families who rent them from the local burgomasters’ family. Any local work unfilled then goes to those who have such skills from training. Like wine making, smithing, tanning, or the like. So I would not think you will find much help among the farms for your lost brother..” he said.

The other acolyte next to Alin then spoke up, his voice was softer then Alin’s even perhaps somewhat shy like. “..Um, excuse me miss?” he said.

Rand turned toward the other gentleman and seeing his shyness she couldn’t help but empathize with him. She gave him her attention but with less direct eye contact. She understood how being the center of attention was nerve wracking and she tried not to make the man more uncomfortable.

Once having her attention he seemed to be even more withdrawn and shy. Clearly while happy to help others from his faith or such, when being a point of center focus in conversation he fell short. “..Well um, you might have more success in questioning people either within our Temple after Father Daniel’s sermon on local happenings and going ons, or um....maybe at the uh Winner’s Chalice?” he suggested. Then pointed a slightly shy hand/finger down another road to the east from where they were now. “..It is about a block down that way, on the left. Where that uh small tent overhang is in bright brown and tan..” he said.

GM CockRoach

“Thank you both, very much. I must speak to my traveling companions first.” She didn’t want to refuse their offer to attend but she didn’t want to accept without talking to the rest of the landing party. She bowed her head slightly. “Thank you again.”

Nodding in reply Alin and the other acolyte turned away and returned to their duties......

Rand moved back to the main group Redshirt Richards going with her. She kept her voice low to avoid anyone overhearing. “Apparently all the local jobs are controlled by what the acolyte called the local burgomasters’ family. All other jobs are handed out based on skill and training. The temple is offering a service on the local happenings and going ons. They also suggested that the local Inn, the Winner’s Chalice, is a good place to find information.”

Richards nodded, “Both would be good places to get more information. But seeing as how the locals don’t particularly care for the temple folks, perhaps it would be wise to appear to be in disagreement over attending the service. I can go with the yeoman to the temple and the rest can go to the tavern.” Richards punctuated his words with angry hand motions, appearing to passersby that they were in some sort of disagreement.

Yeoman Rand

OOC: Small reply and bump for the rest of those on team 1 to reply and chime in here!

GM CockRoach

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