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Plight of Vacosa, IC

Nym tightened the grip on the fabric. She thought of how many times Ryphle dug them deeper into shit than a Chilean miner. Maybe this time it wouldn’t good as bad. Hanging them upside down from a tree would be fun this time. mMother Mother Mother, by the gods above will this guy ever shut it about mother. As an impulse Nym yelled out the the man. “I’m sorry but I thought you were a grown man that has his own damn free will. But yet your always talking about this Mother, can’t you wipe your own damn ass?!”

Add +4 to that roll
 
Quelanna gives a sardonic smile at the others' chatter. No sign of this conflict de-escalating any time soon, then, she thinks to herself and places her hand more firmly on her rapier.

Rolling for initiative, monkeyboys. If I interpret the dice-roller properly, that's a 10, plus my 4 from dex for a total of 14. Though it may have been a 6 and the 4 already factored in. Should I roll another?
 
"Understand? I know plenty to the goings around here!" The drow's tone drops to a growl. Refusing to let his bluff die, Ryphle stands tall and matches the man's glare with his own. "Do you not know how far Mother's influence has gone beyond the world outside of your walls? How naïve for you to think that little of your Mother's power. Is this the scope of your knowledge?"

"I have crossed great bodies of water and I have faced dragons as grand as the city's spire. I sat amongst great philosophers and heard many secrets of the world. I came to you to share my wealth of knowledge to Mother so that it may serve her for years to come, but unfortunately for everyone, your only concern was the imidiate future with no lasting effect."

For the love of, Ryphle really hopes that whatever he has said sinks into the man's thick skull and turn tail out of the builing. He would regret having to ruin this lovely inn. Fighting the local criminal organization with no clue to who they are in the first day in the city would really.... make life uncomfortable after the fight.

By now, saving poor Pip is probably out of his reach. Ryphle had first thought he could have make a deal, a compromise, with this Mother for whatever Pip owes them but now meeting Mother seems like an impossible task with this asshole in the way. He should try to cut his looses here and scare the guy away in this situation.
 
The gaudy man's face went blank under Ryphle's glare, and the the two goons at his flank also froze. The fury contained in one elf was enough to cause them to doubt themselves, and think that maybe, just maybe, they were out of their depth right now.

"Fine." The gaudy man said, turning away from Ryphle and moving towards the door. "But you're marked, now, friend." He said, either attempting to save face or stick to whatever principles he had. "Mother isn't going to like you getting in the way of her business. Don't be alone if you can't help it."

And with that, he and his fellows were gone.

Pip practically threw himself at Ryphle's feet, speaking words of thanks and praising him as his new savior. The Innkeeper has a dour look on his face, but he also thanks Ryphle and the rest of the group for getting rid of the interlopers.

"That could have been real bad for everyone. I'm glad you were able to resolve it without getting my building trashed." He said, putting a plate of food on the table. "On the house, but you're not going to be staying here anymore after this. Not if you want to keep your skins intact. Find somewhere else to stay if you plan on picking a fight with Mother."
 
She nods in thanks but wonders where they will be able to find a place to stay now after their small little incident with mothers gang members.
 
Once the man and his party left the inn, Ryphle lets out a heavy breath that shakes at the tail end. With it, the tension in his body flees, but as soon as that happens, Pip overwhelmed the drow with his thanks. Ryphle looks at his party and, seeing most of them standing but all ready for combat, he smiles shakily at the girls.

Then the innkeeper breaks the news about their stay. The drow frown but nods at the innkeeper. “Understandable. I apologize for my rash action to help this man out. I didn’t intend for a fight or at least fight indoor.” When the plate of food is offered, Ryphle says, “Thank you, but my friends deserve this much more for putting up with me,” and chuckles lightly. He looks at the food and then falls silent. With no place to sleep, this may have cut short to their plans of living in Vacosa.

“Could you trouble us about the goings around Vacosa, sir?” Ryphle asks, looking up to the innkeeper. “Local news always beats rumours from far off, after all. Are there certain people we should have an eye out for and areas and places of interest? And-” He adds, “do you know where cheap rent for housing may be?” This may tighten their time to get jobs, but getting a place instead of staying in an inn would be good in the long run. He should really talk to the girls.

“And you,” He turns to the halfling, voice stern. He is not angry, per say, but this is a serious matter. “What is your business with Mother?”
 
The Innkeeper shook his head. "No harm, no foul. It's for your own safety that you find somewhere else to stay, now that you've made yourself an enemy of Mother." He pulled out a chair and sat at their table. "News is probably what you heard." Said the Innkeeper. "City's falling apart, the Watch is trying to keep order, but they're stretched thin. Too thin." He shook his head.

"Maxwell is captain of the Watch, but he's got his hands full trying to keep Mother under control and keep the city safe. If you're here for work, go to him. Odds are he wont be able to pay well, but he'll pay reliably, which is more valuable these days.

"Other than him, there's the fops up in the council building. Otta run them out of the city for how the bungled things during the Plague. Kept insisting that everything was fine and we had nothing to worry about, and now we have to pick up the pieces of their mess."

The Innkeeper pauses, trying to think of anyone else whom the group should be aware of. "You've met Mother, or one of her flunkies. Her kind stick to the shadows, think they're a bunch of revolutionaries." He spat in disgust at the idea. "Bah, bunch of thugs is what they are. You lot be careful of them."

Eyes turned to Pip at Ryphle's question, and the Halfling looked equal parts ashamed and grateful for the intervention on his behalf. "I uh, needed the money." He said unhappily. "Needed to buy food for my kids, medicine for my wife. No one has any need for a florist these days." His eyes are cast downward, unhappy and desperate. "I just wanted to do right by my family, so I went to Mother and asked for a loan. I thought once I got back on my feet, I could try to make the money back somehow and be done with this."

It was obvious that his plan had failed.
 
"What are you going to do now?" Quelanna asks Pip, "that man is going to come looking for you again tomorrow, and I doubt we'll be there to protect you then. He might even come after your wife and children. Debts owed to people like this Mother don't just go away," she says. I should know, she adds mentally, but keeps her peace.

To the others, she muses, "if the watch is not bogged down by the city bureaucracy, then I suppose it's possible they may actually have a chance at improving things around here. May also help with a roof over our heads and a few more swords between us and the revolutionaries' annoyance."
 
"We can go to the Watch and see if we can help out a bit for cash once we find a place to stay, although he said it may not be much it is at least some. If anyone else has a different idea do pitch in," she tells her compainions, sitting down at the table, glancing to the halfling.
 
Three names with three different circumstances, Maxwell, Otta, and Mother. Ryphle nods towards Quelanna. “I like that idea, Quelanna. Visiting the Watch may be our best option.” He says, but his lips quirk to a side. If the Watch does room them then there is a high chance that he will be separated from everyone and he will be alone with strangers.

“I rather do good with my bow than with words.” He grins cheekily at his party, thoughts quickly vanishing. “You all know how I am with them.”

He looks at Pip. Flowers. Indeed, nobody has any need for them in these times. Having saving this man, Ryphle feels that leaving the halfing and his family to their fate would be a waste of his effort. Having no other ideas in mind, he blurts out, “Maybe we can room with them.”

“Wait, isn’t hafling’s home tiny?” He quickly asks, mostly to himself and looks at Pip. Now, he is curious to how a halfing’s home is like in the city.
 
Nym Shrugged. “I’m down for anything we choose at this point, we should get a move on before we attract anymore attention.” She bit her lip, staying with a person they saved... “We’ve caused enough trouble today Ryphle.”
 
"True, I had actually expected the trouble from me, but I guess it's not for today." She mumbles to herself. "I'm not sure pip here would have enough space in his home for us Ryphle, but it's certainly an option for us." She directs to Ryphle, thinking about how she is pretty much twice the size of the halfling.
 
Ryphle looks at the two girls with amusement crinkling his face. If he's not the cause of trouble of the day, he can count on someone else would. They are a bunch of wild sorts after all.

"But what other choice Pip have? We already know Mother won't leave him and his family alone and he doesnt have coins to spare for bodyguard. Maybe one or two of us stay with them if space is limited." He looks at the taller folks at the table. "Of course, this is just a temporary soltion. Pip will have to think of something to fix his problem instead running away from it."
 
"I'd rather not live in a penniless halfling's hovel," Quelanna says. "No offence," she adds to Pip, though her tone would suggest that she would be hard-pressed to care less of whether or not he took offense. "The watch may be able to help, and otherwise, there's sure to be other taverns. I'm for getting a move on."
 
Ryphle hums and looks out the window of the inn. The day is still bright and the group has spent enough time here. "True. We have all day to figure out where to sleep." He sighs, looking at the halfing and away from him. Whatever the halfing will do will be his choice. Ryphle now realizes that he was getting attached to this little man, and probably still is. He has answered a called in need and that is all he should be doing. He has his own people to think about and to survive with them in Vacosa, and his lady friends deserve a good place to sleep. Getting to know a person with a death warrant will only hurt him in the end.
 
"I'm going to try and get out of the city." Pip said to Quelanna. "I don't need this, I have a brother who might be able to take me in, and hopefully I'll be out of Mother's reach." He seemed to be trying to convince himself more than anything else. Still, it was rare for a newly formed criminal organization to have reach beyond their initial territory so soon, so perhaps he was on to something.

"I can take you to the Watch, if you like." Pip said, listening in on the conversation. "It's the least I can do to help you out." He said. The Halfling looked eager to repay his debt and put this mess behind him.
 
"Let's go then," Quelanna says, giving any of her fellows who aren't looking ready to go an impatient glance.
 
As much as Ryphle wants to offer a hand to Pip, the drow looks away sheepishly and avoid looking at the dark haired high elf.

"That would be much appreciated, Pip."
 
"Alright, I'm ready to go when you all want to leave," She says standing up, getting ready to leave when they are ready.
 
Pip guides you to the city watch's headquarters. The building is in somewhat better shape than the rest of the city, if only just. Inside is a group of men and women talking amongst themselves. Snippets of conversation can be heard, but not enough to discern their current topic.

"Here we are." Said Pip, gesturing to the interior. "I wish you well on your own endeavors, and thank you again for your aid." Giving a bow of gratitude, Pip would soon depart, leaving you to your own devices.
 
"Thank you, Pip," Ryphle replies. He pauses for a moment, looking at the hafling with concern. "I'm sure you already know, but becareful. If I had the time, I would have liked to escort you and your family out of the city, but there is much to do here."

"Get out of here quick," Ryphle warns Pip but his tone is light and there is a small grin on his lips. "I hope you well to your brother's place."
 
Avala nods in agreement to Ryphle hoping the man gets there safely, before turning her attention towards the members of the watch.
 
You approach a group of Watchmen who are discussing patrol routines and swapping stories of being out on the beat. When they notice you, one of them breaks off from the rest of the group and approaches.

"Yes? How can I help you?" He asks.
 
"We're given to understand that you are trying to impose something like peace and order on this city. We, in turn, are looking for gainful employment. This leads us to believe that an arrangement might be made that benefits not only you and us, but also the people of Vacosa in general," Quelanna says, clearly uninterested in wasting any more time.
 
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