Matters of Property (BrieCS)
Gräfin Ursula Mannpurtz has been spending a lot of her time working on business for the development of Far Point, much of it leading to her exhaustion, but it is primarily coming to fruition. She spoke to Inquisitor Merrennin Greenbeard whom she had worked with in the past (in the Deepwell murder investigations) about some of his relations coming to work with her miners in Far Point. As very talented gnome sappers, the team would blow away the permafrost and rock preventing her dwarven miners from mining out the diamonds.
She also commissioned a boat from Duke Francis Deepwell, hired a number of sailors and a captain, and many workers for Far Point. In a spur of inspiration, she posted a request at the Church of the Protector for any down-on-their-luck tradesmen to come to her scribe to see if they were a proper fit to be given properties in Far Point. The offer was well-received by a small group, and Ursula is hoping that this – combined with other efforts – will bring more lustre to Far Point.
She also spoke to the High Priest of Pact at the Church of the Nord about building a temple in Far Point, inviting their blessing on the new developments. She also spoke to some of the people at the University of the Archmage about bringing some of their more daring researchers to the Keep in Far Point.
Leg Work (jimtheduckie)
With his absolution achieved, his brain went into overdrive planning out his immediate future. Doing some VERY dirty leg work, he was able to track down the story of the man who sold him the sword, along with information about his unfortunate demise and the man who now held the 600g purse. Accompanied by Tobias, Terasian Goldbraid stole into the house, killed a sleeping guard, then made a fantastic attempt at stealth making his way upstairs, succeeding in alerting his target of his presence. Failing to impersonate the deceased guard led to a sword fight. Using the dark house to it’s fullest advantage though, the two rogues were able to slay the man, and his remaining cohorts, not feeling particularly confident, fled the scene. To the victors, spoils included the majority of his gold back, a magic dagger and a young girl bound up on a floor mat. The last of these he decided not to keep, and instead freed her and motioned for her to go home. Forced sex, after all, isn’t nearly as satisfying as sleeping with someone who thinks you’re a prince.