GG4 – We meets the neighbours


Last week was another talky rather than crunchy session.

Actually, no. There was a fair bit of crunch getting the crime empire going. It took a while because this was our first session running the “Crime Pays” rules. Then Andrew had to run off, so we just had an arena fight between our characters.

I monoplolised the DM’s time building the crime empire, so I made an effort to hold back a bit when we started game, and that’s party why I forget what Nick was doing with Corves and a few other details.

Going back though the mail on the mailing list, the DM seems to have ruled that we now control the bazaar. So I’ll write from that POV. The soundtrack for this post is “Daddy Cool”, by Boney M. Yes, I really am that old.

So anyways, we ‘ad the Bazaar pretty much sewn up. Well – we ‘ad kicked out most of the Tarkanan boys, anyways. We ‘ave cash from our legit jobs, but stugglin ter make The Service profitable.

When we gets this knock on the door. A ‘uman kid, I fink. ‘E as a package which ‘as a nice big ruby innit and some geezer’s mitt. Nah, I knows a warning when I sees one. “Yer can do this the easy way, or the ‘ard way” is wot they is sayin’.

Kid wants ter take us ter meet someone, so we (that’s me, Kashana, Gauthak, Corves an’ Idem going clockwise around the table) kits up and ‘eads out ter the ‘Ollow Tower in ‘Areth’s Folly, just ter the norf. I figure it could get tasty, but probably not. ‘Ooever it is ‘as a flair for the dramatic, an probably belives orl that feeve’s honour bullshit. I mean, “‘Ouse Tarkanan”, right? Wants ter be one of the noble ‘ouses, wiv all titles an shit. They’ll play “‘ospitality in my ‘ome”.

Well, we is gambling on that, anyway.

It’s a big day – it’s pretty much orlways a big day at the ‘ollow tower. There’s a griffin joust on, an Kashana lights up. I knows there is going ter be trouble. We gets taken ter a side door, and up some stairs an shit ter a private box, an there is this old moll there ‘oo, ter cut a long story sort, is not real pleased abaht our movin’ inter the Bazaar.

She asks me ter be direct, and then answers back orl in circles, like “I recently had some unwanted visitors in my house”. Typical. I should ‘ave said: “Lady, I is a bit fick, on account of I is a orc. You just asked me ter be direct wiv you, ow about you return the favour, eh?” Yer knows ‘ow it is. Wot I actually said was “Sorry, but I didn’t come ter the big city fer an easy life.” Gauthak tries ter loom over ‘er a bit, but I don’t even bother. Moll like that didn’t get where she is by bein orl terrified by big lads.

About this time someone says “Where the fuck is Idem?” and someone else says “What the fuck is that griffin rider doin?” One of the jousters ‘as jumped off ‘is griffin in midair and as tackled the rider on the other giffin. The arena is goin nuts. They is fuckin’ flying loop-the-loops, someone’s is just ‘angin on by the stirrups. Not proper joustin’ is wot I am sayin.

Now, I seen Idem run up and over a 50 foot wall, so I recognises the style. The moll calls over some boys, and it’s time ter leave. Gauthak shifts into ‘is bear shape an starts layin abaht. Eventually ‘e jumps out of the private box an starts getting stuck inter the citizenry.

Don’t remember wot Corves wos doin. I fink ‘e found anuvver bar. Might ‘ave ter keep an eye on that, if ‘e is hitting the bottle ‘arder than ‘e should. Tricky ter tell, ‘im bein a warlock an all.

Me ‘an Kashana takes advantage of the distraction ter head dahn ter the pens. While she tries ter find ‘erself a griffin, I looks for ‘ow we will get the fing out of ‘ere. I’m orlso finking abaht where the fuck we is going ter keep it. It’s goin ter have ter be at Lorne’s place, an I don’t know what ‘e is going ter fink. It bein ‘ot an all, we might ‘ave ter paint it.

Anyways.

Kashana fails ter persuade one of the griffins ter come wiv ‘er. I breathes a little sigh of relief, and we ‘eads back ‘ome, pickin up Corves on the way.

So, wot was orl that abaht, then?

Well, two fings. First, we ‘ave a nice ruby wot we can fence fer about 10 bags ‘o sand. Second, now we knows that ‘Ouse Tarkanan is based in Aref’s Folly. This means we can expand south ter Storm’old. Not a lot of action there, but a good strategic move, I fink. Below us at Precarious an Gallestan is orl the Sand King, wot we is mates wiv. Not sure ‘oo runs The Stores – if it ain’t the Sand King, then it’s probably Darsk, because that would complement their import/export business. Don’t want ter ‘ave a go at them yet – not wivout everyone back from the reaches.

So that’s the plan. Expand at The Bazzar, move souf inter Storm’old at some point in the future. If we take too much revenue from Tarkanan, they will ‘ave ter move upwards ter ‘Opes Peak, wot will probably set them against Boromir ‘oo runs most of the upper wards (Temples is very profitable). That could go either way, cause Boromir might come after us, wot I don’t want ter ‘appen.

Be good ter start seein some gold come in, wot with all the work ‘an expense.

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