[D2 EM] Whistle while you work - OPEN
- Giles de Braose
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[D2 EM] Whistle while you work - OPEN
A man of habit, Giles was an early riser, he didn't like letting the day get away from him. After performing his ritual ablutions he dressed in his catholic vestments and headed down to the cloisters to work on his latest task assigned to him by prior Henry of Abergavenny.
Unfortunately his mind was still caught up in his failure of last night and his work reflected his inner conflict. With a growl of frustration, he scrunched up the sheet he was working on and started again. It was going to be a long day.
D2 EM Industry. TN13: 1d20 16
Unfortunately his mind was still caught up in his failure of last night and his work reflected his inner conflict. With a growl of frustration, he scrunched up the sheet he was working on and started again. It was going to be a long day.
D2 EM Industry. TN13: 1d20 16
d'Aubigny Vassal * Man of the cloth * Glory: 192 * Romantic * Legend of Mercy * Well read *
Distinctive Features: Dep baritone singing voice, long slender fingers
Carries: Satchel of tomes, writing equipment, first aid kit
French, Breton, Latin, Occitane, Welsh
Distinctive Features: Dep baritone singing voice, long slender fingers
Carries: Satchel of tomes, writing equipment, first aid kit
French, Breton, Latin, Occitane, Welsh
Re: [D2 EM] Whistle while you work - OPEN
Fragments of a conversation echo from the arcade of columns ringing this cloister. In the shade, someone--no, two men--are conversing. From your seat, you hear the words "intolerable" and "miser."
Gm * Man of Angles * Sionnach * Scealai *
Every phrase and every sentence is an end and a beginning,/Every poem an epitaph. And any action/Is a step to the block, to the fire, down the sea's throat/Or to an illegible stone: and that is where we start.
We die with the dying:/See, they depart, and we go with them./We are born with the dead:/See, they return, and bring us with them./The moment of the rose and the moment of the yew-tree/Are of equal duration. A people without history/Is not redeemed from time, for history is a pattern/Of timeless moments. So, while the light fails/On a winter's afternoon, in a secluded chapel/History is now and England --Eliot, Little Gidding
Every phrase and every sentence is an end and a beginning,/Every poem an epitaph. And any action/Is a step to the block, to the fire, down the sea's throat/Or to an illegible stone: and that is where we start.
We die with the dying:/See, they depart, and we go with them./We are born with the dead:/See, they return, and bring us with them./The moment of the rose and the moment of the yew-tree/Are of equal duration. A people without history/Is not redeemed from time, for history is a pattern/Of timeless moments. So, while the light fails/On a winter's afternoon, in a secluded chapel/History is now and England --Eliot, Little Gidding
- Giles de Braose
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Re: [D2 EM] Whistle while you work - OPEN
Rising from his seat, Giles moved to replace the spoiled sheet of paper he had marred earlier, his path drawing him closer to the muttering voices. HE was not an inherently suspicious individual, but for better or worse he was blessed with a healthy dose of curiosity.
He took his time picking through the sheets to try and find just the right thickness and size for the book he was working on, taking the opportunity to try and capture any interesting gossip he may inadvertently overhear.
He took his time picking through the sheets to try and find just the right thickness and size for the book he was working on, taking the opportunity to try and capture any interesting gossip he may inadvertently overhear.
d'Aubigny Vassal * Man of the cloth * Glory: 192 * Romantic * Legend of Mercy * Well read *
Distinctive Features: Dep baritone singing voice, long slender fingers
Carries: Satchel of tomes, writing equipment, first aid kit
French, Breton, Latin, Occitane, Welsh
Distinctive Features: Dep baritone singing voice, long slender fingers
Carries: Satchel of tomes, writing equipment, first aid kit
French, Breton, Latin, Occitane, Welsh
Re: [D2 EM] Whistle while you work - OPEN
"Do you mean to say that Oxford won't spare a single penny?"
"Not a one. He rejected me out of hand as soon as he twigged I was going to ask him. Said he had his hands full worrying about his own office, and that cash was all Richard would listen to."
"It's Ferrers, then."
"Ferrers or Salisbury."
"What about Redvers? He's got to be sitting on some cash from his Grandfather's time."
"Possibly, but you have to consider he's going to be on the hook for shipping when the Crusade departs; that's not going to be cheap."
"That's his look-out. Swing 'round to his place tomorrow. I'll get the ball rolling on Ferrers tonight."
"Not a one. He rejected me out of hand as soon as he twigged I was going to ask him. Said he had his hands full worrying about his own office, and that cash was all Richard would listen to."
"It's Ferrers, then."
"Ferrers or Salisbury."
"What about Redvers? He's got to be sitting on some cash from his Grandfather's time."
"Possibly, but you have to consider he's going to be on the hook for shipping when the Crusade departs; that's not going to be cheap."
"That's his look-out. Swing 'round to his place tomorrow. I'll get the ball rolling on Ferrers tonight."
Gm * Man of Angles * Sionnach * Scealai *
Every phrase and every sentence is an end and a beginning,/Every poem an epitaph. And any action/Is a step to the block, to the fire, down the sea's throat/Or to an illegible stone: and that is where we start.
We die with the dying:/See, they depart, and we go with them./We are born with the dead:/See, they return, and bring us with them./The moment of the rose and the moment of the yew-tree/Are of equal duration. A people without history/Is not redeemed from time, for history is a pattern/Of timeless moments. So, while the light fails/On a winter's afternoon, in a secluded chapel/History is now and England --Eliot, Little Gidding
Every phrase and every sentence is an end and a beginning,/Every poem an epitaph. And any action/Is a step to the block, to the fire, down the sea's throat/Or to an illegible stone: and that is where we start.
We die with the dying:/See, they depart, and we go with them./We are born with the dead:/See, they return, and bring us with them./The moment of the rose and the moment of the yew-tree/Are of equal duration. A people without history/Is not redeemed from time, for history is a pattern/Of timeless moments. So, while the light fails/On a winter's afternoon, in a secluded chapel/History is now and England --Eliot, Little Gidding
- Giles de Braose
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Re: [D2 EM] Whistle while you work - OPEN
Tucking his hands in the sleeves of his robes, GIles stepped around the corner towards the men not trying to be stealthy, in fact he was trying to make as much noise as possible with his footsteps.
"Gentlemen," he spoke in a soft but powerful voice as he drew near the conversing pair. "Is there something the Brothers can assist you with on this fine God blessed morning?"
"Gentlemen," he spoke in a soft but powerful voice as he drew near the conversing pair. "Is there something the Brothers can assist you with on this fine God blessed morning?"
d'Aubigny Vassal * Man of the cloth * Glory: 192 * Romantic * Legend of Mercy * Well read *
Distinctive Features: Dep baritone singing voice, long slender fingers
Carries: Satchel of tomes, writing equipment, first aid kit
French, Breton, Latin, Occitane, Welsh
Distinctive Features: Dep baritone singing voice, long slender fingers
Carries: Satchel of tomes, writing equipment, first aid kit
French, Breton, Latin, Occitane, Welsh
Re: [D2 EM] Whistle while you work - OPEN
You round the corner to see the faces of a surprised pair of faces.
The nearer of these is clearly a knight. He is broad of shoulder, muscular, dark of hair, and he has a gem embedded in the scabbard of the knife at his hip.
The other is clad is ecclesiastical robes. It is this man who takes a step forward to address you. "We're alright, brother. Thank you for your consideration."
[Recognize checks might be useful, unless you mean to force introductions. You get a +6 modifier to your skill on the ecclesiastical figure, as he is pretty famous and you saw him at the coronation, and a +2 modifier on the knight (modifiers increase the skill you're trying to roll under, rather than the die roll.)]
The nearer of these is clearly a knight. He is broad of shoulder, muscular, dark of hair, and he has a gem embedded in the scabbard of the knife at his hip.
The other is clad is ecclesiastical robes. It is this man who takes a step forward to address you. "We're alright, brother. Thank you for your consideration."
[Recognize checks might be useful, unless you mean to force introductions. You get a +6 modifier to your skill on the ecclesiastical figure, as he is pretty famous and you saw him at the coronation, and a +2 modifier on the knight (modifiers increase the skill you're trying to roll under, rather than the die roll.)]
Gm * Man of Angles * Sionnach * Scealai *
Every phrase and every sentence is an end and a beginning,/Every poem an epitaph. And any action/Is a step to the block, to the fire, down the sea's throat/Or to an illegible stone: and that is where we start.
We die with the dying:/See, they depart, and we go with them./We are born with the dead:/See, they return, and bring us with them./The moment of the rose and the moment of the yew-tree/Are of equal duration. A people without history/Is not redeemed from time, for history is a pattern/Of timeless moments. So, while the light fails/On a winter's afternoon, in a secluded chapel/History is now and England --Eliot, Little Gidding
Every phrase and every sentence is an end and a beginning,/Every poem an epitaph. And any action/Is a step to the block, to the fire, down the sea's throat/Or to an illegible stone: and that is where we start.
We die with the dying:/See, they depart, and we go with them./We are born with the dead:/See, they return, and bring us with them./The moment of the rose and the moment of the yew-tree/Are of equal duration. A people without history/Is not redeemed from time, for history is a pattern/Of timeless moments. So, while the light fails/On a winter's afternoon, in a secluded chapel/History is now and England --Eliot, Little Gidding
- Giles de Braose
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Re: [D2 EM] Whistle while you work - OPEN
Giles manages to keep his eyes from widening as he recognizes both of the individuals before him.
"As you will m'lords," Giles answers, offering a dip of the head to the knight and a full bow to the priest.
D2 EM Recognize. Knight TN7 Priest TN11: 2#1d20 7 8
((Crit success on knight, success on priest))
"As you will m'lords," Giles answers, offering a dip of the head to the knight and a full bow to the priest.
D2 EM Recognize. Knight TN7 Priest TN11: 2#1d20 7 8
((Crit success on knight, success on priest))
d'Aubigny Vassal * Man of the cloth * Glory: 192 * Romantic * Legend of Mercy * Well read *
Distinctive Features: Dep baritone singing voice, long slender fingers
Carries: Satchel of tomes, writing equipment, first aid kit
French, Breton, Latin, Occitane, Welsh
Distinctive Features: Dep baritone singing voice, long slender fingers
Carries: Satchel of tomes, writing equipment, first aid kit
French, Breton, Latin, Occitane, Welsh
- Hugh de Puiset
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Re: [D2 EM] Whistle while you work - OPEN
Experience check on Recognize and +3 Glory to Giles de Braose.
The bishop, for bishop he is, gives you a somewhat rushed blessing in return. It seems Hugh de Puiset's mind is back on his neighbor, Lord Bigod of Norfolk.
The bishop, for bishop he is, gives you a somewhat rushed blessing in return. It seems Hugh de Puiset's mind is back on his neighbor, Lord Bigod of Norfolk.
Bishop of Durham * Henry the Young King's Henchman * Rich as Croesus * Bastard Children? Oh, you mean those Bastard Children *
French, English, Latin, Greek
French, English, Latin, Greek
- Lord Roger de Bigod
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Re: [D2 EM] Whistle while you work - OPEN
For his part, Bigod looks unworried by your presence, even giving you an amiable smile and a return nod.
Suspicious check, tn 8: 1d20 15
Suspicious check, tn 8: 1d20 15
Lord of Norfolk * Just * Modest * Indulgent * Valorous * Loyal *
French, Latin
French, Latin
- Giles de Braose
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Re: [D2 EM] Whistle while you work - OPEN
"My apologies for intruding Sirs." Giles replies before he moves away from the highly ranked gentlemen to give them their space after noticing the surprise from Hugh, not wanting to make the men any more paranoid than they seemed to be.
d'Aubigny Vassal * Man of the cloth * Glory: 192 * Romantic * Legend of Mercy * Well read *
Distinctive Features: Dep baritone singing voice, long slender fingers
Carries: Satchel of tomes, writing equipment, first aid kit
French, Breton, Latin, Occitane, Welsh
Distinctive Features: Dep baritone singing voice, long slender fingers
Carries: Satchel of tomes, writing equipment, first aid kit
French, Breton, Latin, Occitane, Welsh
- Lord Roger de Bigod
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Re: [D2 EM] Whistle while you work - OPEN
"Oh, no problem at all," Bigod replies. "Have a nice day!"
Lord of Norfolk * Just * Modest * Indulgent * Valorous * Loyal *
French, Latin
French, Latin
- Hugh de Puiset
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Re: [D2 EM] Whistle while you work - OPEN
The Bishop of Durham nods a little more reservedly. Apparently, their plot to part some noble from some cash seems to play on the good bishop's conscience. Or possibly he is not so much guilty as afraid of the repercussions of discovery. It can be hard to distinguish the two. He bows slightly to you in turn.
Bishop of Durham * Henry the Young King's Henchman * Rich as Croesus * Bastard Children? Oh, you mean those Bastard Children *
French, English, Latin, Greek
French, English, Latin, Greek
- Giles de Braose
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Re: [D2 EM] Whistle while you work - OPEN
"And to you SIr Roger, Bishop de Puiset. May our Lord God's light shine upon your own and our new King's endeavors, that we may together build a stronger England." GIles replied before he wandered away from the pair and back to his work, the gears in his head turning.Lord Roger de Bigod wrote: ↑Fri Sep 10, 2021 1:59 am"Oh, no problem at all," Bigod replies. "Have a nice day!"
d'Aubigny Vassal * Man of the cloth * Glory: 192 * Romantic * Legend of Mercy * Well read *
Distinctive Features: Dep baritone singing voice, long slender fingers
Carries: Satchel of tomes, writing equipment, first aid kit
French, Breton, Latin, Occitane, Welsh
Distinctive Features: Dep baritone singing voice, long slender fingers
Carries: Satchel of tomes, writing equipment, first aid kit
French, Breton, Latin, Occitane, Welsh
Re: [D2 EM] Whistle while you work - OPEN
The two of them soon withdraw into the abbey to go about their schemes, leaving Giles alone with his calculations.
Gm * Man of Angles * Sionnach * Scealai *
Every phrase and every sentence is an end and a beginning,/Every poem an epitaph. And any action/Is a step to the block, to the fire, down the sea's throat/Or to an illegible stone: and that is where we start.
We die with the dying:/See, they depart, and we go with them./We are born with the dead:/See, they return, and bring us with them./The moment of the rose and the moment of the yew-tree/Are of equal duration. A people without history/Is not redeemed from time, for history is a pattern/Of timeless moments. So, while the light fails/On a winter's afternoon, in a secluded chapel/History is now and England --Eliot, Little Gidding
Every phrase and every sentence is an end and a beginning,/Every poem an epitaph. And any action/Is a step to the block, to the fire, down the sea's throat/Or to an illegible stone: and that is where we start.
We die with the dying:/See, they depart, and we go with them./We are born with the dead:/See, they return, and bring us with them./The moment of the rose and the moment of the yew-tree/Are of equal duration. A people without history/Is not redeemed from time, for history is a pattern/Of timeless moments. So, while the light fails/On a winter's afternoon, in a secluded chapel/History is now and England --Eliot, Little Gidding