Post by Conrad Krause on May 27, 2017 19:08:52 GMT -5
Innes listened to Conrad’s brief account of his travels with more awe than they deserved. Apart from nearly getting himself killed and losing an eye in Tevinter, he had done nothing more noteworthy than stepping on and off of the ships that had been his conveyance.
"I wouldn't be anywhere else," the guardsman said of his homeland, adding with a self-deprecating smile, "But then I haven't been anywhere else, so you might want to take that with a pinch of salt."
“Ferelden seems a place well worth staying in,” Conrad told him. “I plan to explore the land south of Denerim in a few days to see what herbs I can find. I have never been in a forest before; I am looking forward to it greatly.” The oak outside the Chantry already seemed like an old friend, but the idea of hundreds of such towering giants was one that he had trouble wrapping his head around.
"Well, I might not know other places, but I do know this city,” Innes told him. “ If you need to find something, I probably know someone who knows someone. Just if it helps out."
“Have you lived in Denerim all your life, then?” Conrad asked him with interest. “Perhaps you would know the landlord of a vacant shop that I was looking at. It is on the small side street between a cobbler and a chandler. It is in need of repairs, but I would be willing to do the work as part of my rent.”
Post by Innes Cameron on Jun 1, 2017 11:44:56 GMT -5
When Conrad mentioned forests south of Denerim, Innes briefly wondered whether to warn him of the Brecilian. For the most part it was fine and yet... Certain stories seemed to resurface from time to time which never quite disappeared from collective memory. By all accounts, that forest was a strange place, indeed.
Then again, he doubted that Conrad would be travelling quite so far south. So rather than put the man off, Innes remained quiet about his misgivings and instead focused on how he might help with knowledge of Denerim.
“Have you lived in Denerim all your life, then?” Well, all his adult life, but that was close enough. Innes nodded in response. “Perhaps you would know the landlord of a vacant shop that I was looking at. It is on the small side street between a cobbler and a chandler. It is in need of repairs, but I would be willing to do the work as part of my rent.”
His brow furrowed for a moment as Innes sifted through the mental map in his head, searching for a shop which met he parameters given. Once he seized upon it, he grinned. "Oh, I know the one. It's been vacant for a few years now." Why was anyone's guess. However, most people assumed vacant shops and houses were due to the Blight. It was highly likely that the original proprietor had either perished in the Battle of Denerim or moved on in its aftermath. "I do know who owns it though. He's reasonable enough; although he likes to get as much as he can what he can." He chewed on his lip for a moment, considering. "But I think he would accept reducing the rent if you repaired it. Plus, he owns the property that chandler trades out of. Anything that brings additional people into the street would be welcome in his eyes." Raising an eyebrow at Conrad, Innes clarified, "this is for your clinic, yes? You know, when you're up and running, I think I could send some guards your way too. Our healers are good but it's hardly discreet. Some of us would prefer an alternative."
Post by Conrad Krause on Jun 4, 2017 13:12:02 GMT -5
By luck, Innes did indeed know the owner of the shop. “He's reasonable enough; although he likes to get as much as he can what he can.”
“I cannot fault him for that,” Conrad replied, as the guardsman chewed thoughtfully at his lower lip.
"But I think he would accept reducing the rent if you repaired it,” he concluded at length. “Plus, he owns the property that chandler trades out of. Anything that brings additional people into the street would be welcome in his eyes."
“It did look as though it saw little traffic,” he agreed. It had actually been one of the things that had appealed to him. He was accustomed to healing folk in the quiet and privacy of night; a bustling, noisy street outside his window would be distracting, to say the least. “Where might I find him to discuss the matter?”
"this is for your clinic, yes?” Innes asked him. Conrad nodded, and he went on, “You know, when you're up and running, I think I could send some guards your way too. Our healers are good but it's hardly discreet. Some of us would prefer an alternative."
“I will gladly treat them,” Conrad agreed readily, “and you have my word that their privacy will be maintained.”
Post by Innes Cameron on Jun 5, 2017 13:48:08 GMT -5
“I will gladly treat them,” Conrad agreed, much to Innes' relief. He valued his privacy and here was a means to ensure more of it. "And you have my word that their privacy will be maintained.” He could believe that simply from how Conrad had conducted himself this afternoon.
With that established, Innes returned his attention to how Conrad might find the proprietor. From what he knew, the man lived two streets away from the one in which the ruined shop was located. "I think the owner drinks in the tavern on the corner. The Braying Ox. He walks with a stick which may or may not be carved from the handle of a darkspawn's maul." If those weren't identifying details, Maker only knew what was. "He keeps it close by so even if he's sitting, you should spot him."
Raising his mug, Innes toasted Conrad. "Here's to your venture, then," he grinned, pleased to take a little of the credit even if it was really nothing to do with him at all.
Post by Conrad Krause on Jun 10, 2017 11:33:53 GMT -5
Innes gave a good description of the owner of the vacant shop, along with the tavern that he frequented, and Conrad resolved to seek the man out at the earliest opportunity.
“Here's to your venture, then,” the guardsman offered with a smile, lifting his mug in toast as Sylvia brought two plates laden with roast chicken, potatoes and carrots.
“And to your journey,” Conrad responded, raising his own mug. “May it be a pleasant one. When do you leave?” he asked as he dug into his dinner. The cook was competent, if not particularly imaginative: food at the Red Kettle was inexpensive, plentiful and plain, meant mainly to keep folk sitting and drinking longer.
Post by Innes Cameron on Jun 11, 2017 7:54:39 GMT -5
"And to your journey," Conrad echoed the toast with regards Innes' journey. Somehow, Innes had a sense he would need more than one toast, but he was willing to take all the good wishes he could find. "May it be a pleasant one." Certainly, the thought was made more pleasant by the timely arrival of their meals by the pretty barmaid.
Having dealt with common courtesy, Conrad moved into specifics. "When do you leave?” He piled a fork high with food and savoured the mouthful. Innes was of the same mind. Funny how addressing an issue could reinvigorate the appetite.
"The twenty-sixth," he half-sighed. Just because he was pleased to have sought out Conrad's help did not meant he was any more thrilled by the reality of three days aboard a ship. "The day after Arl Eideard's Inaugural Ball. Hopefully it will go smoothly and I won't be required longer than necessary." Over the course of his career, no matter what the event, Innes had found there always seemed to be some near-crisis going on in the background. Hopefully not that night.
"Actually, you might the City Guard to pass by here that night. I think the Arl plans to put coin into a few of the taverns so there everyone can celebrate. You'll have a few more drunks than usual, I expect." He raised his shoulders in an easy shrug, enjoying the tasty simplicity of his meal. "I can pass a message on to the Guard, if you like."
Post by Conrad Krause on Jun 11, 2017 9:46:44 GMT -5
"The twenty-sixth.” Given Innes' earlier confession, it was not surprising that he seemed to view his date of departure with more resignation than anticipation. "The day after Arl Eideard's Inaugural Ball. Hopefully it will go smoothly and I won't be required longer than necessary."
Conrad nodded. “I had heard that was taking place,” he said. Floyd alternately rejoiced over the extra money to be made from the celebrants and bemoaned the damage that inebriated patrons would inflict on the establishment.
"Actually, you might the City Guard to pass by here that night,” Innes went on. “I think the Arl plans to put coin into a few of the taverns so there everyone can celebrate. You'll have a few more drunks than usual, I expect."
“Generous of him,” Conrad remarked. Floyd hadn't mentioned that detail as yet. Perhaps he did not know of it.
Innes tipped his shoulders up in a shrug as he ate. "I can pass a message on to the Guard, if you like."
“That would be appreciated,” Conrad told him, “but they will likely have their hands full enough. I believe I can maintain order here. Just tell them that if they receive a summons from the Red Kettle, it is most likely a serious matter.” He had every intent of following his usual practice of stepping in at the first sign of trouble, and thus far, it had largely served to keep the peace without anyone being thrown out. There had been exceptions, to be sure, and more drunks meant more chances for trouble.
Post by Innes Cameron on Jun 14, 2017 6:12:32 GMT -5
His offer to pass on a good word to the Guard was readily accepted, albeit with some conditions. “That would be appreciated,” Conrad acknowledged, “but they will likely have their hands full enough. I believe I can maintain order here." Somehow, Innes could well believe that. Admittedly, he was now removed from the day to day gossip which came from patrol duty, but the name of the Red Kettle hadn't featured in an scandalous gossip for a week or so at least. Conrad was clearly worth his weight in coin. "Just tell them that if they receive a summons from the Red Kettle, it is most likely a serious matter.”
"That's fair," Innes nodded. "I'm sure they'll be grateful to know at least one tavern won't call them over the slightest thing." Drunks were drunks no matter the occasion. There would be trouble somewhere regardless.
Finishing up the last of his plateful, Innes pushed the plate away and sat back in his chair, pleasantly full. He would need to be going soon, but he was glad to have at least partly repaid Conrad for his company and expertise (in addition to the deserved coin).
"I'll be back about the sixth of Harvestmere." He made a face before adding tersely, "so long as the sailing is smooth, anyway." The demands of friendship, indeed. "If you need any help tracking down the proprietor of that ruined shop or you just want a hand with the repairs, send word to Arl Eideard's estate. I'll do my best to help." Getting to his feet, Innes patted the pocket where the pouch of herbs nestled and grinned, "only fair for you helping me."
Post by Conrad Krause on Jun 18, 2017 16:37:47 GMT -5
"That's fair," Innes agreed when Conrad simply suggested that the guard treat any summons from the Red Kettle as worth an immediate response. "I'm sure they'll be grateful to know at least one tavern won't call them over the slightest thing."
“I will do my best to ensure that there is no need to summon them at all,” Conrad promised.
"I'll be back about the sixth of Harvestmere," the guardsman remarked, making a distasteful grimace as he went on, "so long as the sailing is smooth, anyway. If you need any help tracking down the proprietor of that ruined shop or you just want a hand with the repairs, send word to Arl Eideard's estate. I'll do my best to help."
“That would be greatly appreciated,” Conrad told Innes as they finished their meals. It was still difficult to get used to anyone being willing to speak with him in public, let alone offer him assistance, but the feeling – helping and being helped in turn – was one that he liked.
Innes stood, patting the pocket where he'd stashed the herbal mix and giving him an easy grin. "only fair for you helping me."
“I am glad I was able to,” Conrad replied with an answering smile. “Safe travels, my friend.”
Cyn: No posts this weekend, sorry! It's D&D crunch time and I've gotta write half a campaign by noon tomorrow or I'm so very screwed
Sept 9, 2017 20:49:59 GMT -5
JWhitey: Is anyone around?
Sept 10, 2017 1:11:36 GMT -5
Innes Cameron: Hello, JWhitey! If you need to speak to someone, PM one of the Staff directly (if you haven't already!) ;D
Sept 10, 2017 4:39:25 GMT -5
JWhiteyGames: Hello! And thanks! I did. I was just looking to see if anyone was on in general. After reading the guidelines and peeking a bit more though, I realized the box isn't used the same as before.
Sept 10, 2017 13:58:14 GMT -5
ann: *peeks head in* So, returning rp'er to the dragon age universe. I was wondering who of the staff one should poke about character concept? Just to run it by and get and oki.
Sept 17, 2017 11:35:05 GMT -5
Innes Cameron: Welcome to WV, ann! Feel free to PM any of us about a character concept and we'll get back to you shortly. If we need to consult with the other Staff about the idea first, we'll let you know ;D
Sept 17, 2017 14:01:09 GMT -5
Marius Whitby: If you're looking at a templar character, hit me up!
Sept 17, 2017 20:28:15 GMT -5
ann: I was originally but given the current state of timeline I went with a slightly different route^^ will keep it in mind, Marius!
Sept 18, 2017 12:00:52 GMT -5
Cyan: Wow I'm surprised this site is still active. Good job people.
Sept 19, 2017 20:49:59 GMT -5
Cyn: Don't thank us, thank Kahrin Quirke Ainsley, she's the one running around here putting out fires and fixing up hull breaches with duct tape.
Sept 19, 2017 21:52:11 GMT -5
hanamene: New to the game! Just wanted to say hello whilst I build my char profile. Any updates to the game's world state I ought to know about? In addition to the OOC info threads, I mean - i.e. active/major story-lines to consider. PM me for the latter.
Sept 20, 2017 12:07:39 GMT -5
Leliana: Welcome to WV, hanamene! If you check out the various links beneath 'Site Links' on the left hand side, that will give you all the information you need to know! If you have specific queries, however, please contact a member of staff.
Sept 20, 2017 12:55:22 GMT -5