Posted by Gamemaster CockRoach (GM) in Main Sim - Alien Planet - Landing Party 3 Inside The Blood On The Vine
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The three in the corner as the landing party would glance that way had since been joined by a woman. The woman in question was draped in a fine looking dress of silver and blue. The only other person the entire room who seemed to match her upscale like dress was the elven singer who seemed about ready to begin her work with the two men. This new woman strode with a confidence of someone who knew what she wanted, and how to get it. She simply strode up to the three hooded men, sat down with barely any acknowledgement and then removed a pouch of leather wrapped papers and slid them over to the trio. The middle figure took it, opened it briefly seeming to glance through it then closed it. He then slid it to the man on the right who pocketed it into a hidden pocket under his jacket it seems, rose without a word and began to move for the door of the room to leave. The two remaining behind stayed, and the other figure next to the middle man took out a pouch of some sort, and slid it over to the woman.

The woman seemed to smile in a way that seemed haughty and pleased, she opened it and seemed to palm what seemed some sort of dried herb or plant before returning it to the bag and zipping it shut, she then tucked it in between the cleft of her amble bosom and said something to both men. Anders slightly closer then the rest could make out a word or two that seemed to be ‘magic’ and then followed several words later with ‘bubble’. What it referred too was anyone’s guess. With her business done the woman rose and moved closer to another empty table closer to the landing party likely to relax and take in the soon to be performers.

Said performers, seemed to catch the attention of many in the Vine, especially once the man at the baby grand piano began to play a slow haunting melody, which was soon picked up by the other man who played a wonderfully crafted violin like piece. The elven woman in the striking fine green colored dress began to sing along in a quality which was equally harmonic to the two players, and yet carried a quality of beauty all its own. Unfortunately it seems their embedded UTs couldn’t yet decipher what the woman was singing, but it didn’t seem like many of the others present knew either only caring it seems about her voice and/or likely eye candy appeal.

GM CockRoach

“That fellow in the corner seems to be some kind of information broker, though any information we want comes at a price, odd jobs and the like.” Marcus glanced at the group in the hoods and arched an eyebrow, “Those lads are stumping me.”

-Lieutenant Marcus Anders: Chief of Security-

Just as Anders spoke the Captain could feel a feel a faint buzzing from her hidden comm unit. It seems the Sentinel was contacting her.

GM CockRoach

Shirley raised her index finger to signal her Chief of Security to hold on for a moment as she felt the vibration of her communicator going off, “One moment Marcus.” She swiftly left the tavern and found a discrete location to answer the call. She did a double take of her surroundings prior to answering because she did not want any locals to spot her on what would appear to them as a bizarre device. Once the coast was clear she dug out her communicator and held it to her lips, “Rogers here.”

• Captain Shirley Rogers

Meanwhile as the Captain was handling a comm call in the bathroom nearby, back with the rest of the landing party in the main room, they would hopefully be finishing up their meal and drinks. The elven singer and her two male performers were wrapping up their second song by this point. The remaining two shady figures in the corner that had met with the more regal woman were currently in a pose which given their covered hooded heads seemed to imply both maybe were asleep? Said regal woman was currently drinking a large glass of alcohol of some sort and was probably well on her way from being buzzed to quite tipsy if not outright drunk. The plumber information broker man that had been studying them earlier and that Marcus had briefly spoke with had by this point, been joined by a stocky dwarf like figure in dark toned plate armor with a hefty looking axe on his back. The dwarf would be seen conversing with the man, who gave him some kind of small leatherbound like book as well as what might have been from the brief peek the group had a white gem of some sort, but it was soon covered up in a bag so they could not tell more. The dwarfish figure would nod and then pocket both before turning to regard the room as if trying to decide something.

GM CockRoach

“It’s like something out of J. R. R. Tolkien.” Anders mumbled to himself in wonder.

-Lieutenant Junior Grade Marcus Anders: Chief of Security