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groundrules) wrote2021-02-19 11:25 pm
groundrules) wrote2021-02-19 11:25 pm
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npc inbox: arc iii | house of ravens
Reach out to your (not-so-)favourite NPC here, putting their name in the comment header. Try to keep it to just quick text/audio/written exchanges or inquiries that can accept summarised answers, please!
Previous NPC inbox posts:
 | HOK-SHINN WEISI Honoured, respected and inevitably feared mayor of Ke-Waihu. The velvet-gloved fist of the Hok-Shinn clan, amenable to peace-keeping through bribes and barter. Oily, corrupt, but reasonable and less prone to violence than his brother Sairen, who commands the clan's underground operations. |
 | HOK-SHINN TAKSUI No-good son of Hok-Shinn Weisi, lacking his father's polish or his uncle's efficient appetite for bloodshed. Slated to inherit a role as a high-standing member of Ke-Waihu. Leads a small, petty gang. Sullen, irritable. The party's liaison in Ke-Waihu. |
 | HYANG-TAI Blind priestess and unofficial leader of the serpent-seized wasteland that serves the fortune fetters. Soft-spoken, measured in her words, opaque. Believed by some to be holy. Could be 20 years of age, might be 80. Refuses pity or alms. |
 | HATISSE Revived witch of the Attaryl, partly responsible for the massacre of the Stairs of Sighs. Formerly a court witch of the Attaryl. Manipulative, vicious, a trained seductress. Formidably powerful. Buried with wards and injuries by her own sisters to prevent her return. Somewhat bound to Wrath. |
 | ASGEIRR The ghost of a scholar monk. Haunts the tattered execution cloak that the party stole from the La Rea bank in Sa-Hareth. Once a champion of equality and freedom, he faced ire for converting his followers against the regionally profitable trade of slavery. Soft-spoken but wise and just, slow to regain his strength. Will speak to those who visit his cloak in brief interludes. Favours necromancers. |
| THE MERCHANT The patron |
OTHER CITADELS
| "HALTHAM" | ANURR The undead warlord Anurr, previously posing as gentle-mannered giant Haltham. An embodiment of Sa-Hareth's cold storms and wind, who regained his territory from contender Unhalad with the inadvertent help of the party in Arc I. Frostily rational and amenable to some negotiation. | |
| MACALUSO SPINA Earnest and moderate nephew of Bonaccorso Spina, now leading Doxe of Taravast. Adrift, following the betrayals of his family, Macaluso benefits from support from the witches of Bessis and seeks to rebuild the citadel he secured with the party's help. | |
| VANNOZZA SPINA Beautiful and fierce niece of Bonaccorso Spina, targeted by the old man for possession. Crafty, coy, strategic and cold, she now acts as adviser to her more idealistic cousin, Macaluso Spina after executing her grandfather. | |
| KARSA Currently unavailable | Sorceress, young (?). Employed by the Merchant and deferential to him. Talented but fiery and frequently impatient, intolerant of fools. She will get today's job done yesterday. Struggles to sympathise with men, objections and those who cannot absorb information quickly. Enchanted the group's translation devices. Furtively left the group, bearing injury, at the end of Arc II. |
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( He concedes that much prettily, easily, with the tip of his head and a distant gaze. Beside them, villagers of all stations rush to the duties of the day.
Weisi watches on, then finally points out a girl carrying laundry. )
You see? At her pretty waist. ( A chain of talismans, crudely painted. ) They fear. What do they fear today? Foxes. Bears... wolves... whatever comes from a forest, they decide to fear. And ravens, of course. Let us not forget ravens.
( He seems somehow on the brink of laughter. )
My friend, you are a tall man of some strength. If I had my pick, between you and invisible silhouettes in the sky, I would fear you.
( Yet he drinks, moodily. ) But you might say we have had our troubles with foxes.
no subject
[The rushing is more of a nuisance than anything else. Zishu chooses to ignore it, glancing at the girl briefly.]
How could I forget the ravens? [He chuckles coldly, sensing that he is being...misled? Or at least the problem of the foxes is being belittled.]
Foxes, in some places, are worshipped and said to contain power. I'm not sure the same can be said of bears and wolves, but then again, I haven't visited the entire world yet.
no subject
( He says with nodded agreement, tip of his cup up in silent toast towards Zhou Zishu, before he takes more of the drink into himself.
A strange brew, not altogether unpleasing. He seems well appeased enough, at least, to keep entertaining the conversation. )
I can only hope they don't give you trouble. ( In fact, free counsel: ) If you want advice, my friend, stay clear of their path. No good ever comes of it.