Arranged Meeting - Hoarran Group and Jonathan



  • Rico winces at the poor choice of words.



  • Ashald:

    "Thank you for coming, Sir Galin. Fire away when ready."



  • A large and balding man, still in serviceable full plate and stroking his full beard comes comes in with long strides, a serious look on his face as he works his way through the onlookers to those gathered. Nodding to each of the Senators, and then once towards the Hoarrans.

    Sir Galin Reynolds.

    I offer greetings to the Peltarch Senate, and those gathered. I've been requested to provide truth spells for testimony that is to be given. My sincere apologies for the tardiness, but I was tied to some duties at the temple that I had to attend. If everything is prepared, I will cast before testimony begins, there is a limit to the durations. I will indicate when the spell has passed its time, and renew if necessary.

    Looks to both groups.

    Is all prepared then?



  • Ronan glances about with a lofted brow..

    Is Shannon or Daisy arriving soon?

    ((Bump))



  • Not seemingly too surprised, Jonathan makes a motion back towards the other Hoarrans, and several mages drop their invisibility spells, spaced fairly evenly through the heavier armed of the guards. Almost immediately, shieldmen move in front of them.

    Now. Since that's settled.. where's your truth caster?


  • Legion

    Marty waits patiently for the issue of invisible hoarns to resolve itself one way or another.



  • Unseen by all but the most keen eyes, Raúl observes the scene quietly, watching for other possible Hoarrans sneakers that might be doing suspicous movements and other things



  • Rico Swift passes the scene, and immediately sets his sights on one of the Hoaran trio. Finding the closest friendly ear not involved in the negotiations, Rico points at Vaxin and asks "What is he doing here?"



  • Ronan murmurs, but loud enough for Jonathon and the front Hoarrans to hear, laying a hand upon Rath's shoulder..

    I say let them keep their invisible friends, in case a larger threat decides to interrupt the meeting. Worry not, I'll keep an eye on them and note any odd movements they make, senator. I doubt either side will be foolish enough to attack the other..



  • The next to show up, is Senator Ashald, accompanied by Lord Chadwick Whyte and a number of Seafarer lackies and sycophants who stay back from the main group as Rath strides in, beaming all around him.

    Ashald:

    "Good day, all. Damn good weather for it. Senators Snydders, Fisher and Heffa send their regards, they will not be joining us today."

    Nods to an aide who murmers something to him after taking with Ronan, then addresses Jonathan directly, his handsome features frowning uncharacteristically.

    "Jonathan my boy, the invisible people you have round about the place…not acceptable. Have them reveal themselves, or this meeting ends right now."



  • _After a few people arrive, three figures are seen cresting the hill to the north. As they move closer, the blue color and insignia of the Wavebreakers Pirates is easily made out. Senator Hardin and his escort moving deliberately slow and cautiously as they approach the assembled group..

    Just short of the group, the two Wavebreakers escorting Hardin stop at his command, one of them a large woman with a cutlass at her hip turns her eyes to the Hoarrans present, those eyes narrowing slightly as she watches them with a glare that could melt ice likely, the tips of her fingers dancing lightly along the hilt of her cutlass. The second Wavebreaker, a short yet well built man with an infectious grin covering his face even now has two short swords strapped to either side of his waist, he eyes the area about the meeting place, seeming to ignore the Hoarrans themselves and any Peltarch personnel present.

    Hardin himself seems calm and collected as he walks closer and puffs away on a cigar, the smoke billowing up and around his head. He nods his head slightly to the Peltarch people present then turns his eyes to Jonathon and the other Hoarrans, regarding them closely a moment._

    So, we gonna get this show goin' or what? That be Lisabelle and Darron. Nodding his head to the woman and man who escorted him. Insisted they come with me and all. As did the other crew. They just don' listen well to the Captain anymore.

    With that said, he bobs his head back north slightly again, the figures of a dozen Wavebreaker Pirates near the Shrine armed with bows becoming obvious now to anyone who looks, seeming to be holding their ground a respectful distance from the meeting itself but well within bow shot if required. Hardin gives another puff on his cigar before pulling it from his mouth and tossing it to the ground and stepping on it. Looking back to Jonathon and the other Hoarrans as he addresses them them this time.

    They be fine, so long as ye all be fine too. They won't come no closer unless they got reason to.


  • The Halfling Defence League

    _Seren stays as close as possible to her friend and superior officer, Lycka, watching over proceedings and making sure that the hoarans aren't up to any monkey business.

    Though she avoids getting -too- too close to the meeting, so as not to provoke anyone into acting rashly.*_



  • _Ronan murmurs to the others on his side, informing them that there are several invisible Hoarran mages and warriors about, though not loud enough to let the Hoarrans know he sees them. He also asks that any newcomers to the meeting be informed of this… at least newcomers that come from Peltarch and were invited to the meeting, not random individuals who happen to walk by..

    He then turns his attention to the Hoarrans._

    I believe either Shannon or Daisy will arrive shortly to cast the spells. This was a rather sudden meeting, so apologies if some of us are late..



  • Jonathan waits as others gather, his eyes watching movements. Thomas not wanting to move at all from his place behind the other two, and Vaxin keeping a calm expression throughout. Finally, Jonathan rubs his chin, nods, and then breaks the silence.

    Your show at this point, Peltarch. I assume you have questions, I am willing to answer as is Thomas. Who will be casting your truth spells?



  • _Crisply dressed in Cerulean blue and silver, Lycka stands a step behind Ronan. She dips her head curteously to Jonathan, then takes a close and curious look at his two companions, the mysterious Vaxin in particular.

    Though unarmed, a utility belt at Lycka's waist contains a small number of scrolls and potions to be kept handy at all times. Her recommendation, should any Knight of sufficient skill and trustworthiness be present, would be to use True Seeing to ensure there are no surprises or unwanted company lurking nearby. Should she be the only Knight present, she will reach for one of the potions in her belt to do just that._

    //let me know whether or not to trash a potion of True Seeing


  • Legion

    Marty arrives a little late. She is flanked by her Black and gold clad Senatorial Assistant John (right?) and a large black Panther. The panther seems very well behaved.

    Warmest greetings all! Sorry that I'm a little tardy.



  • From nearby at the shrine, Hammer keeps an eye on the meeting.
    –-
    Alongside Ronan stands Adrian, at his finest in the golden armor and the regal purple cloak, groomed and shining to a fault.
    "Ah, goodday everyone."



  • Ronan stands, arms folded in his robes. An enchantment of "see invisibility" cast on himself at all times, along with protection from the elements and premonition. Inclining his head, he speaks..

    Gentlemen, ladies.. greetings.