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Post by Sigmund Igthorn on Oct 26, 2017 17:56:04 GMT -5
Participating Characters:Basil of Baker Street Forum Location: Isle of the Tower-Topaz Kingdom of the Lantern-The Snuggy Duckling Time of Day: Early evening Weather: Clear Thread Location: The main bar Premise: Igthorn is scoping out potentially vulnerable areas to conquer and, after a long day's work, is looking for some relaxation and drink
The wood cracked as one Duke Sigmund Igthorn opened the door, clad in his usual garments but with a brown cloak on top. The Topaz Kingdom of the Lantern was a new one to him, of course, but it never hurt to be cautious, and most had treated him without suspicion during the day outside of a few wary glances from guards. But they'd relaxed when he ultimately hadn't done anything particularly suspicious. Today was purely reconnaissance as his ogres continued to attempt to rebuild Drekmore to its former glory.
And it'd been an informative day indeed. Outside of the guards, who were tenacious and plentiful, there seemed to be nothing in the way of a standing army or navy. Of course, that might have something to do with the stories he'd heard of a lost princess, finally found and returned home safely after many years. The kingdom was entering a new era of prosperity and happiness as a result of this "Rapunzel" coming home to her family.
How positively saccharine.
Igthorn unfurled the cloak as he entered, taking a seat at the bar. The room was full of various rough-looking ne'er do wells and thugs, most absorbed in their own pursuits and conversations, though a few gave him a glance as he sat down at the bar.
"I'll take your finest ale!" he declared, settling down to relax.
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Post by Basil of Baker Street on Oct 28, 2017 19:33:50 GMT -5
The famous Baker Street detective (not that one) had decided to become a little more proactive in his crimefighting efforts. When investigating Ratigan's abduction of the toymaker Flaversham he and Dawson had went undercover in a dockside drinking establishment frequented by the criminal element to turn up leads, though it had turned out to be a trap it still led to some results and therefore could be applied as a regular strategy. By compiling a database of the seediest social gathering areas in each Isle the forces of good could gather information, spy on villains or even make counter offers to hired henchmen to turn against their masters.
In the Topaz Kingdom law and order was under the command of Captain Maximus, a noble stallion with swordfighting abilities rivalling any biped. Though he was initially unsure of Basil's plan, an apple as a gift put him in a better mood which led to the events that followed.
Basil entered the Snuggly Duckling, clearly an attempt to hide the true nature of the clients, in one of his crafty disguises. An eyepatch wearing medieval style huntsman with a crossbow over his back, blade on his belt and riding a vicious steed (Toby took a little convincing to tone down his usual friendly manner). When the sinister diners and drinkers turned to glare at the newcomer, Basil and Toby glared right back to show that they weren't intimidated. For now the others seemed satisfied that he would fit in and turned back to their own business allowing the mouse and hound to find a barstool of their own.
"Pint for me and a bone for me war mount."
Now hopefully he could maintain his investigative abilities while drinking ale that either ate through the tankard or hosted a colony of protozoa. As the mug was slammed down in front of him Basil recovered an appropriately sized vessel from Toby's saddle bag and scooped out a serving. Noting the man further down the bar, carrying a heavy cloak. Clearly a man ready to vanish into the crowd if necessary, possibly a wanted man or someone who wished to go unnoticed. "Ye have the lookins of a man not from these parts sir." The detective executed a fake swig of his drink, letting the foam gather around his lips but not imbibing too much. "Got a story worth tellin?"
Post by Sigmund Igthorn on Oct 28, 2017 20:56:49 GMT -5
Into the bar came a rather strange pair of creatures: a mouse riding a dog. And not just any mouse, but one dressed like he certainly came from around these parts. Eyepatch, crossbow, the whole nine yards. He fit right in with this crowd.
Igthorn eyed the rodent as he moved up to the bar and ordered, then addressed him in a rough voice, asking questions. Normally, he'd be suspicious, but the atmosphere of this place did seem suited to conversation. And he was in the market for information and henchmen....
He unhooked the cloak, putting it on the stool next to him, and more thoroughly looked at the mouse. "Let's just say I'm an enterprising businessman looking to expand my territory," he said with a decided sneer.
He stood now, getting the assorted bar patrons' attention. "In fact, I, Duke Igthorn, have a newly standing offer: any man, mouse, or other beast here who wants to give me information on this kingdom will receive 20 gold sovereigns!" He untied a bulging bag of gold, one of the last remnants of his savings (the rest was being carefully guarded back at Drekmore). "And if you want a JOB, well....that's certainly something we can discuss!"
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Post by Basil of Baker Street on Nov 2, 2017 17:31:38 GMT -5
"Loosely translated, ye be lookin for more than just manual labourers and architects for yer expandin."
Duke Igthorn, a name worth looking up later, made his pitch to those who would listen. A mix of information gathering and hiring of local muscle for his plans of expansion. A respectable strategy but not one that Basil could allow to be carried out with any degree of success. For now he resolved to infiltrate the Duke's plot and foil it either through sabotage or sewing discord.
"My information doesn't come so easily until I divulge it's true worth but employment and the chance of a scrap. Ye'll be lookin far to find a sharper eye, swifter blade, truer arrow or vicious beast."
Toby gnawed at his bone, growling a little more aggressively than he usually did with his food. Before coming into the Snuggly Duckling the detective had instructed his faithful hound that putting on a strong front was vital to fitting in, but that actually attacking was a last resort.
"So what's the job? Bounty Hunting? Assassination? Pillage? Plunder? Arson? Espionage? I didn't last as long as I did in this line of work without knowin what I was gettin into."
It wasn't likely that Igthorn would divulge everything right away, but what information that could be gained could be useful at some point. The gold was another concern, if the villain could somehow be separated from what he had brought with him it could delay his plans in the Kingdom of the Lantern, perhaps force a retreat for now. Then the local royalty could be informed of his potential return and prepare accordingly.
Post by Sigmund Igthorn on Nov 2, 2017 17:52:43 GMT -5
"Well done," Igthorn oozed. "There'll be some laboring, make no mistake, but you're on the ball more than most backwater thugs I've met, Mr...?"
But a name could perhaps come later, he thought, as a few other ruffians started to show interest, and the mouse was asking for more details. He wouldn't quite divulge all of them just yet (best not to show either his or his "comrades" full hand), but a basic overview would suffice, he imagined.
"My fellow brigands, thieves, and scoundrels," he began, pacing through the crowd and gesturing to punctuate his words, "what I'm offering you is a chance to be part of something larger than yourselves and your petty thefts, murders, and squabbles. This is something meaningful. What is the key element for expansion if not power?"
A wide grin. "I can give you power. Join my enterprise, and we will go from being alone, downtrodden, and poor to rich beyond our wildest dreams!" He cackled wildly.
"Which is why I need information about here. My own kingdom is under reconstruction at the moment, but with your assistance, I-*we* can create a stronghold here to operate out of."
Of course, there was also his other benefactors' base, but he would argue that having multiple ones was the wisest course of action.
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Post by Basil of Baker Street on Nov 8, 2017 17:30:09 GMT -5
"Mandrake, Lothar Mandrake." Basil nodded towards Toby. "and this is my mount Flash."
Basil took mental notes of anyone who was showing interest in Igthorn's speech, the usual promises of money and power in exchange for aiding in the overthrow of others. Not to mention the whole part that could easily translate to 'I don't have all of your salary now but do all the risky tasks and I'll pay the survivors'. Sadly it often got results.
"Tell ye what. I'm game for a war or two. Why don't ye show us what ye have so we can get right on to the real fun part of the work."
Whatever Igthorn had planned he clearly wasn't going to carry it out in a tavern he didn't own, even if it was as sinister as the Snuggly Duckling. The detective would have to sign up for as long as it took to find out where the Duke (if he indeed even had such a title and wasn't just granting nobility upon himself) had set up camp in the Lantern Kingdom. If he had funds they should be disposed of, if he had troops they should be demoralised, his councils divided, weapons sabotaged and devices confounded. Hopefully he wasn't a practitioner of magic, Basil's research wasn't panning out well on that front.
For now at least, he'd have to keep up the charade a little longer. Play to Igthorn's ego and let him brag enough to let slip some useful and actionable intelligence.
Post by Sigmund Igthorn on Nov 8, 2017 18:08:14 GMT -5
Igthorn's grin grew. "Lothar Mandrake," he repeated. "A pleasure, my little mercenary." Pun not entirely intended, but let him figure that out.
"Oy," a large muscled man with a scar running down one side of his face said, coming up to the bar with Igthorn and Lothar. "Figure I'd like to be in on this action meself, yer dukeship. Name's Varkon."
"But of course!" Igthorn moved slightly to make room for the big man and then he heard Lothar's question about where to start. "I hail from the Isle of the Crown. Plans are already in place to spread our influence there. But I'm quite interested in this place. So peaceful and calm after years of sorrow."
Varkon nodded. "That's right.King an' queen mourned for their lost li'l princess, then she turned up again right as rain with her new beau in tow. Some former big-shot thief." "Intriguing," Igthorn mused. "I don't suppose he's an option for recruitment?"
The large man shook his head. "Nah. Proper reformed citizen of society now, that one. Wouldn't have anything to do with the likes o' us anymore."
Igthorn shrugged. "More's the pity. Lothar, what do you know of this kingdom, hmm?" He seemed local enough as well, and more sources of information were always good.
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Post by Basil of Baker Street on Nov 11, 2017 19:46:20 GMT -5
A couple of thugs seemed interested in the deal, thankfully not everyone in the tavern but enough for concern. According to some research Basil had carried out this 'reformed thief' they mentioned was aided by several Duckling patrons so there was a good chance that these men actually had a sense of honour or a line they wouldn't cross. Could be useful if Basil needed backup.
"Lots of forests, plenty of buildings with an onion dome architecture type in the capital, famed for a lantern festival held annually on the birthday of the Princess. I could share more but never for free and not unless I know it's worth my time."
Some applied psychology, provoke Igthorn slightly and hopefully have him show some of his hand in the hope of seeing what 'Lothar' could give him in the way of intelligence. It was a risky strategy, one that could cause the targeted villain to depart negotiations out of anger that things weren't going their way, but the most egotistical were bursting at the seems to show off their plots and resources. The trick was striking a balance between being provocative and flattering.
"What I means to say my good Duke. Is that a lot of men come through taverns waving bags of gold but a hired sword like myself don't last as long as we do working for people who flash currency and sit back to provide nothing else."
A few of the thugs thought about this and either nodded or murmured in agreement at the statement. They were immoral and greedy, possibly backstabbing and treasonous but they'd rather survive to collect their payment.
Basil took his blade out and one of his crossbow bolts, using one to sharpen the other while he awaited the response. Plus it was wise to have a weapon handy in case the Duke had a short temper and tried to smash the detective. He certainly had the height and mass to back up his bravado.
Post by Sigmund Igthorn on Nov 14, 2017 23:37:44 GMT -5
Igthorn listened the information with keen interest, but an ugly scowl appeared on his face as the mouse cut it off, explaining his reasons to the murmured agreement of others in the tavern.
Blasted sellswords. Always fretting about their next payday.
Still, he'd come here with at least 200 sovereigns (he still had at least a few hundred more back at Drekmore; hopefully Narissa or the others would be able to provide at least a little cash should the need arise). He was at a disadvantage here, outnumbered and, while he was no slouch as a fighter, raw strength only counted so far.
And he'd named his price.
Scowl shifting into a falsely pleasant veneer, he opened the bag and grabbed a handful of coins, plunking them down on the table. "There you are," he declared, "20 gold sovereigns, as promised, for the pair of you."
Varkon eagerly took his share, clawing it down the side of the table. "What *else* can you tell me about this place?"
The other man snorted. "I can tell ya that thievin's not always easy 'round here. They have some of the best bloody trained guards I've ever seen. And that captain o' theirs is a right beast. Never slows down before getting 'is man. Same goes for 'is horse."
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Post by Basil of Baker Street on Nov 21, 2017 18:57:48 GMT -5
"Nice to see we can skip the hagglin and get straight to a fair price."
Basil took his coin and called Toby over, tucking his gains into a saddle bag he'd placed on the hound for carrying any extra items that they'd pick up along the way. Even the act of gaining this one small amount of money had a use in the long run. For starters the currency could be used to find out the Isle that Igthorn had been to, or even originated from. Hopefully the Duke had a criminal record, or some kind of reputation with the forces of law that could provide useful information.
Secondly every coin liberated was one less piece of information that could be purchased from the other less than moral pub goers.
Thirdly and most tricky was the approximation of how much gold could actually contained within the bag. Basil could see the approximate size of the bag and he had a few coins to make an initial estimated of how much of the latter could fit within the former.
"Actually the horse is the captain of the guard. Not the kind of lawman you want to get on the wrong side of."
Maximus wouldn't mind a little information getting out, especially publicly known knowledge. If it led to arrests then the stallion would be quite willing and able to help.
"If ye be lookin for a little extra profit ye could get involved in the black market. Quite a high demand in ceramic unicorns these days."
A larger man wearing a horned helmet towards the back of the room perked up, showing off one of his recent purchases of said unicorns. Smiling a toothy grin all the while.
Post by Sigmund Igthorn on Nov 23, 2017 0:32:21 GMT -5
Igthorn grumbled slightly at Lothar thanking him for the coin: "Greedy little mercenaries...."
And the realm's best lawman was a horse? His eyebrows jumped up at that. But then again, he dealt with colorful talking bears on a fairly regular basis, and there were many other newly unusual places and people with Rohandor's expansion.
He supposed that he'd better get used to it.
An annoyed growl at the ceramic unicorns crack. "I'm perfectly capable of getting more money!" he hissed. "Especially without resorting to selling....cheap trinkets!"
The large antler-hatted man gave an annoyed huff at that, but turned back to his fellows at the table, evidently not much caring for the rest of the ongoing conversation.
The Society either had money or power to spread their reach as it was, and there was always theft of others' wealth to add to his own coffers.
Igthorn got up from the bar, taking another swig of his beer mug before looking down at Lothar. "You seem like you could be useful," he finally said. "Your size could help me get into smaller places, which is good for thieving. And you seem to know quite a bit about this realm."
A wicked grin now formed. "How about you join my enterprise full-time, eh?"
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Post by Basil of Baker Street on Nov 27, 2017 18:49:03 GMT -5
Aha, so the Duke had (or believed he had) enough funds that he didn't see the need for any profit making schemes to top up his coffers. Either he had a lot more money that he carried or he had some kind of financial backers. Possibly in direct contact with a high rank villain that supported or commanded him? It was all theory for now, Basil wouldn't let that cloud his judgement until he could gather more evidence.
"Take no offense yer Dukeness. Just a little friendly advice, sometimes you have to lie low with some everyday jobs between wars. Money is money."
Igthorn made his offer, intending to hire Basil (or rather Lothar) as a spy or infiltrator. Not too dissimilar to the usual methods he used as a detective. For once it would actually benefit him having a larger employer look down on him due to his size. Advantageous as the detective would gain a head start on sabotage, maybe even be overlooked as a potential traitor if Igthorn believed him too small to be dangerous. Very well then, let him underestimate.
"Sounds like a plan Duke. Where do we start?"
Hopefully the villain wasn't too ambitious right off the bat. Basil could make a lot of headway infiltrating Igthorn's forces but if he decided to raid the palace or attack an innocent village Basil couldn't just stand by and watch innocents get hurt. For now just follow the 'leader' and take every opportunity he could to gather information or foil plots.
Post by Sigmund Igthorn on Nov 29, 2017 0:50:55 GMT -5
He rolled his eyes at Lothar's comment about "money is money". "Indeed," he sneered. "I know quite a bit about having to scrounge myself."
Now Lothar was asking where to start first. Hmmm. A good question. There were a number of options that he could take, but, especially since he was working with others now, he'd have to wait a bit to take his preferred approach, the direct one.
It wasn't as if his allies lacked power, but his ogres could only terrorize so much of the populace before this kingdom's apparently quite notable and skilled guards mobilized to take them down, even without the aid of Gummiberry juice like his usual enemies.
He stroked his beard thoughtfully. "I want you to investigate," he said finally. "Gather all the information about the guards, this princess and her former thief, the king and queen.....anything that might serve as a weakness that would allow me to strike at the very heart of this kingdom."
What had nearly led him to victory over the Gummi Bears and Dunwyn before was knowing them. He knew what they wanted, what they would do to get it, and their various weaknesses. That would serve him well here, in an unfamiliar land.
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Post by Basil of Baker Street on Dec 8, 2017 20:31:57 GMT -5
"Sounds like a good task to start off a long term business relationship. Standard rates for this sort of thing of course, half the pay up front so I can cover the seen and unforseen expenses. I'm certain an experience man of conquest like yerself won't have any objection to those terms."
Basil couldn't help but notice one of the other swords for hire pull out a pencil and scribble notes on his hand reminding him to ask for half up front in future. The Snuggly Duckling seemed to attract both the sharp and dull witted in equal amounts.
The initial mission the detective, or rather Lothar Mandrake, was being hired for presented some problems. Of course Basil couldn't provide any real information gathered if it would risk the safety of the Kingdom, nor could he just throw together a series of lies without properly planning them. Ideally he could provide false leads that would cause Igthorn to lose some of his troops and resources in a failed attack, while having a convenient scapegoat handy to turn the blame away from 'Lothar'.
Plus there was always the possibility that the Duke would have Basil followed to make sure he carried out the job. The mouse would have to keep his senses sharp and avoid picking up any pursuers.
"So where will ye be wanting to meet after the job is done? Ye have a camp or something in the area for me to hand over the information? Putting the good company and fine drinking aside it'd be rather foolish to have two meetings in a row in the same location don't ye think?"
Just a little push, stroking the ego and letting Igthorn think he's having all the brilliant ideas. If Basil could find his staging area then he could gather real intelligence on the enemy capabilities that the forces of good could use.
Post by Sigmund Igthorn on Dec 10, 2017 8:51:38 GMT -5
Igthorn nodded at the mouse's price and sidled out another handful of coins. "Half up front, half when you get the job done," he confirmed.
All things considered, this was fairly standard practice even for him, though that Shrubwood fellow had delayed payment in that little encounter.
Perhaps, he thought ruefully, he could have avoided quite a bit of trouble if he'd attempted that from the get-go.
"Oi, what about me?" the big fellow named Varkon pondered. "I'm lookin' to get in on this here enterprise as well. Though I guess you could say I'm a bit more in the muscle department."
"Oh, yes, of course," Igthorn said, pulling out yet another set of coins. This fellow didn't seem to have the cunning of Lothar, but he could still be useful. Definitely smarter than the ogres for one. "You'll be coming to Drekmore with me," he said, then turned back to Lothar. "It's just across the border from Dunwyn on the Isle of the Crown." A slightly bitter smile. "You can't miss it."
Drekmore was a better place to commiserate than the Forbidden Mountain as it was. He doubted the likes of Narissa or Maleficent would appreciate having low-born mercenaries at the place for the moment. But perhaps that could eventually come later.
With that, he got up and Varkon joined him. "I look forward to the results of your work, little rodent."
(OOC: you're fine dude. Feels like we're at a good stopping point, mind playing us out?)
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