Ironsides Family/Bowie/Visit with Hexic
The Basement and the Bile
Preamble
Roleplay from Mathias Ridder
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Mathias and a group of armed guard marched up to the Way of the Dragon Temple. Commanding the attention of all those within the temple Mathias begins. "I have tolerated your presence in my city for far too long, and would have continued to tolerate your misguided beliefs longer had you not begun to attack my priests during their prayer sermon. this can not be forgiven. AS punishment the temple to the Way of the Dragons shall hence forth be closed."
Then turning to the armed guard Mathias continues, "Men! Enter the temple and make sure that no one remains in side. Then board up the temple and make sure no one can enter it again unless I decide to reopen it."
Mathias guard then storm the temple and one could see large groups of people leaving the temple in a hurry. Priest and peasant alike are seen carrying religious relics out of the temple. Though none could know whether they did it to save it or loot it.
With the chaos going on around him and the people running around like headless chickens Mathias continues uncaring as to whether or not they were listening, "You will not be persecuted and shall be allowed to continue your religion in your own homes, but public worship is no longer allowed in my city.
Sir Mathias Ridder
Duke of Port Nebel
The Visit with Duke Hexic
Roleplay from Bowie Ironsides
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Prince Bowie arrived at Duke Hexic's castle and knocked on its grand door. He still had a soar throat and an aching back from the boat ride from Mimer, and a headache from the bottle of rum he finished the night before during his solo festival.
He had hoped Duke Hexic would greet him with a soft voice and allow him to enter then rest on cushions. Or let him find his way back into a bottle.
The Prince,
Bowie Ironsides (Duke)
Roleplay from Mathias Ridder
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Duad slowly walked up to his lord Mathias, "My Lord," he said, "The duke bowie has been quite persistent.He demand that you reply to him via letter. Also my lord we received this...order from him earlier. He commands as the "Prince" of D'Hara that we must reply. He seeks our personal information for his studies."
Mathias stood up and gave a hearty laugh. "HA! he seeks to use us for his own gain. Well then I will give this "Prince what he deserves." Mathis then taking the letter sent by Bowie and ripped them in half. He then repackaged them into a new envelope and sent Duad on his way to see the Duke in the lighthouse.
It took Duad many hours on the Dukes fastest horse to reach the Lighthouse, but upon his arrival Duad sought out the Bowie and brought him the envelope filled with the destroyed contents of his own letters.
Sir Mathias Ridder
Duke of Port Nebel
Roleplay from Hexic Jeckyl
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The gates of the Lighthouse swung open slowly, and Duke Bowie was lead inside by two very well armed guards. They escorted him to one of the basement levels and down a long corridor. As Bowie tread the halls, the faint sound of music greeted him. The guards stopped outside a grand set of double doors, and opened them for the Duke. Music flooded the corridor and was pleasant to his ears.
"Ah, Duke Bowie! Come sit! Enjoy these... exotic dancers with me. They used to be slaves, and are eager to please.."
Hexic Jeckyl
Duke of Qubel Lighthouse, Marshal of the D'Haran Guard
Roleplay from Bowie Ironsides
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Entering this underground dance hall opened the Prince's weary eyes. His back suddenly became straight, his aches suddenly became smiles.
"Dancing slave girls under your castle? You are far more genius than I, fine Duke!"
He sat down and rocked his foot to the rhythm, and bobbed is head along with the rhythm of the women.
"Is this where you spend your free time? I should really visit more often. You know, with the right sort of effort, we can turn this into a commercial venture. I had this one idea for my city across the channel, but it never got the chance to bloom. It would have been Dwilight's first public social club, a brothel more like."
He signaled to one of the escort guards to fetch him a drink. The guard looked at him annoyed, and then signaled a servant to do as the Prince asked.
"I trust you have kept an eye on my city since my absence? And checked your insatiable desires to pilfer it?" he said with a smile.
The Prince,
Bowie Ironsides (Duke)
Roleplay from Bowie Ironsides
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While the conversation began, a messenger arrived with a letter for the Prince from Duke Mathias. Before Bowie opened it he said,
"Ah, finally the Duke replies."
And then he opened it and said,
"What the hell is this?"
He started to piece it together...
"My Census? Aw, that insolent mouse! I am going to have to punch him in the nose for this. Well Duke Hexic, looks like after our soiree I will have another visit to make. So, you were saying?"
The Prince,
Bowie Ironsides (Duke)
Roleplay from Mathias Ridder
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Duad had been searching for Duke Bowie all day it seemed when he finally got information as to his location. He was with the Duke, Hexic in his lighthouse fortress. Quickly straightening his clothing he prepared for an audience with the two.
Approaching the gateway two armed guard came and began to hassle him about why a commoner was approaching the fortress. However upon showing the letter with Duke Mathias' seal on it he was let by the guards and into the fortress. Then bribing his way into the Dukes more...."private" area Duad found Bowie in what seemed to be a brothel of sorts, though he was none to judge what a duke did in their spare time.
Slowly walking up to the duke, Duad presented the letter to Bowie, and awaited what was sure to be hell that followed. However there was no scene no anger nothing only a vacant threat made against the dukes nose. Bowing Duad continued, "My Lord, I beg your pardon, but do you have any response to my lord's letter. Is there anything you wish to let him know?"
Sir Mathias Ridder
Duke of Port Nebel
Letter from Bowie Ironsides
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Just as the Prince was about to return to conversation, the messenger interrupted to ask for a reply to Duke Mathias.
"Will you deliver it personally?" the Prince asked,
The messenger replied, "Certainly Lord, I am his liaison Duad Ferraj."
The Prince knew that name from an earlier letter. He sat back and thought, then sat a bit forward facing Duad.
"Yes. Please relay this to your Master."
The Prince inhaled thick and spit a loogey right into Duad's face. The messenger blinked and stepped back as the Prince laughed, then said.
"Would you like me to spell that for you? Or are you literate enough? Tell the Duke my paper is worth more than his messenger and that his nose will be soar very soon. And also, that Hexic's castle is much more entertaining than his." Bowie looked at Hexic with applause. "That will do for me. Do you wish to add anything Duke Hexic?"
The Prince smiled devilishly at the messenger, no doubt humiliated.
The Prince,
Bowie Ironsides (Duke)
Roleplay from Mathias Ridder
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Duad wiped the spit from his face bowed and thanked Bowie for his patience. then facing Duke Hexic, Duad again bowed and then took his leave to return to his lord.
Sir Mathias Ridder
Duke of Port Nebel
Roleplay from Hexic Jeckyl
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Hexic snapped his fingers and pointed in the direction of Duad. One of the Duke's servants immediately stepped forward bearing a towel.
"One more moment of your time please Duad, I want you to relay what I say to Bowie, to Duke Mathias." Turning on his cushion, Duke Hexic looked to his friend. "As my guest, your behaviour reflects on myself. Duke Mathias is an ally, and my Second-in-Command. I chose him personally. Disrespecting him in my presence, in my very home is not acceptable." Returning to gaze on the curves of his dancers, Hexic waved off Duad, and indicated to his servant to retrieve the towel.
"Now, where were we? Ah yes. As I was saying about my dancers. My friend, they were slaves, they aren't anymore. I frown on slavery you see. But these beauties are so thankful for my hospitality that they desire to please me more so than if they were enslaved. Its two birds with one stone. As for Sallowtown, I requested permission to go out and loot multiple times, but only inquiring about Sallowwild. Having never received any orders from General Nils, I have been left to my own devices. As we speak, two of the D'Haran Guard are travelling to Sallowwild in order to asses the monster threat. If it is negligible, I will be ordering a march, and we will loot Sallowwild primarily for food. As for your brothel idea, brothel is such an ignoble term. How about Gentleman's Club? With a name like that, anyone who isn't a member would assume we drink fine spirits, discuss politics, sporting events, and hold an occasional duel to first blood." The Duke would have continued his monologue, but one of his dancers had started a new move which he had never seen before, and was quite interested.
Hexic Jeckyl
Duke of Qubel Lighthouse, Marshal of the D'Haran Guard
Roleplay from Hexic Jeckyl
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A messenger passed Duade in the hall, carrying a letter bearing the seal of Sir Dominik. He heard the voices of two men through an open door. A door which Duade had just come out of. The messenger was stopped at the door by one of the guards. He explained the document he carried, but was denied entry. Something must have gone a foul with the other messenger. He gave the letter to the guard, and departed.
Shortly after Duade had departed one of Hexic's guards came forth bearing a document with Sir Dominik's seal. The Duke was eager to read it, and broke the seal immediately. "Ah, the scout report of Sallowwild that I've been seeking for the better part of a fortnight. Forgive me Bowie, but I can only stay for an hour or so, and then I must depart for Sallowwild."
Hexic Jeckyl
Duke of Qubel Lighthouse, Marshal of the D'Haran Guard
Roleplay from Bowie Ironsides
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After Hexic chewed out Bowie for his "misconduct", the Prince waved his hand in dismissal, then continued to watch the dancers as he listened to Hexic speak about looting Sallowild, and watched as a report arrived on the very subject.
"Well that won't do either." the Prince spoke up, "is not Sallowild just as important to our expansion as the city is? For what would supply the city if not its neighbouring region? I dislike the looting of that region as well. Please reconsider your actions. Can you not venture further? Beyond the desert? It is quite the thorn in the side to have to try and rule over a population of people who hate you. Inevitably, I will rule over those people. These sorts of actions will cause me great difficulties in the future. On another topic, I had considered naming the brothel something vague and unspecific, though its purpose will be quite clear to those who seek it out...but that is an idea for far off. Right now I want to know if you will join the dueling Circuit? In a very short time it shall exist. We need strong fighters, fighters like you my friend. Will you join?"
The Prince waited in anticipation. Wondering all the while where the Duke found such beautiful slaves in the first place. More than that, how did he ever find such beautiful slaves who chose to remain as his pleasure dolls even after being freed. Had they no appreciation for freedom? Or had they just really enjoyed dancing...it was an unanswerable question.
The Prince,
Bowie Ironsides (Duke)
Roleplay from Hexic Jeckyl
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"I have no other choice. The Lighthouse is THE poorest region, and I am not granted any gold when I petition for it. The walls don't repair themselves. I barely have the funds to pay for my unit by the time taxes are done. Worse yet, Port Nebel and Port Raviel need food, yet they do not wish to buy it from me. Having an active military role is ALL I have my friend.... besides having all the food I could possibly eat. The desert is an option, but we do not have enough men to breach it. As for the dueling circuit, I would be happy to host one in the Lighthouse if I had the funds, and I would be a regular participant. It is a far less costly idea than this stupid academy. Not only can half of us not afford it, its closed most of the time anyway. Well my friend, I must be going. Stay and enjoy the entertainment as long as you wish."
Hexic got up and as he did so one of his dancers grabbed his had and whispered something in his ear. Hexic whispered something back and the dancer giggled. She let his hand go and the Duke walked out, leaving Bowie alone with the dancers, some servants, and the guards.
Hexic Jeckyl
Duke of Qubel Lighthouse, Marshal of the D'Haran Guard
Roleplay from Bowie Ironsides
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After Duke Hexic exited his basement, the Prince was alone with the dancing girls and a few servants. He thought a moment on if he should leave or stay. He looked at the women, splashed a bag of gold on the table and waved them all to come closer.
He intended to turn the night into another debauchery, just like he used to in Port Raviel.....
The Prince
Bowie Ironsides (Duke)
