A CROWN RETURNED GAMEPLAY THREAD

"Yeah, you don't look like you've stayed here too long." Fira grinned at Trent, slipping the mug over to him. "You don't have the grime and stink of this place around you." Grime and stink she'd grown all too familiar with; you could move away from the Darkmoon Wood, but a part of it always stayed with you. "Hey, maybe I'll settle down, put my nose to the grindstone, and get to work at the cutyard. I keep thinking I have too many limbs left, anyway." She raised one muscular arm, flexing it for emphasis. "It shouldn't be too hard to land a spot, I heard there's a scary beast lurking around, taking people's heads off..." She felt like a child again, telling scary stories to intimidate the other kids (or more likely, acting the part herself). "Guess those slackers finally had enough, making up any damn excuse to get outta work."

It is now heading towards noon on your first day in Falcon's Hollow.

The sun is shining in through the tavern windows which have now been opened to let the fresh air roll through. However, it is having the 'real' desired effect as the smell of the freshly baked pies fills the room and wafts and into the street. Locals begin to come in at regular intervals to buy the pies that seem to be almost flying out the door. It is not long before the bartender, whose name you have now discovered to be Ergin, heads out and posts a worn out parchment notice on the noticeboard on the opposite side of the entrance door to the Darkwood Leaf sign that reads Pies Sold Out.

As she walks back in and wipes down the bar with a clean cloth, a leather hooded man enters through the door carrying a dark brown, worn leather satchel. He places it on the bar and talks to Ergin in a quiet whisper. She laughs a little bit, takes the satchel given to her and stows it under the bar. She then reaches over further, under the bar and hands over a similar satchel to the man and tosses him a pie. He smiles at her and turns to head back out the door.

Ergin turns to Rhaemy and says, "That'll be one silver to you my friend."

The man continues out the door. walks over to his horse, mounts and begins to ride down the street towards Roots and Remedies.

The brown leather satchel is slung over his left shoulder as he rides slowly. He does not look around and seems somewhat comfortable in his surroundings.

There is a longbow attached to the rear of the horse and a longsword in its scabbard is wrapped around his bedroll. There are twin saddlebags on the rear of the horse. One seems fuller than the other.

You all see this as he passes by the large, now open windows of the tavern. They would have been closed, shuttered and locked up a few days ago when the heavy rain showers pelted the countryside on your way to the town. The last few days of making your way here was wet to say the least. However, the shining, warm sun is a most welcome relief and the blue of the skys lifts the spirits and warms the heart.

"Um .. it depends on whether you say my name right or not and also what it is that you are delivering." Ergin laughs a little at the somewhat awkward moment.

He's the delivery guy around here. Sometimes he does some work for the businesses in and around Falcon's Hollow. Other times he is working for 'others'. Now, before you ask, I don't know who the 'others' are and nor is it any of my business. As long as he delivers my things in a timely manner, he is ok with me."

Ergin moves away further down the bar to serve a customer.

Ergin asks Rhaemy, "May I ask the nature of your personal business, again I may be able to help?"

Ergin turns to Rhaemy and says, "Don't you mean the Temple of Iomeade? That Lady Cirthana Gensar, always trying to convert someone. She tried to convert me but, I'm just not into it."

Fira, for her part, leans on the bar, raising her eyebrow in amusement. "The temple of Iomedae? That's still here?" She scoffs. "And what have Lady Gensar and Iomedae's oh-so-brave crusaders done to help this place lately? I hear there's something prowling the woods, snatching people..."

Ergin turns to Sapphira and says, "Yes! Despite anemic competition from other faiths and a demonstrated care for the town's residents, the Lady Gensar continues to struggle to win converts in our beleagured town. She definitely requests assistance from others in her quest to help the 'endangered' souls of Falcon's Hollow. She does look after the hardworking souls of Falcon's Hollow though."

Ergin serves another customer. An old man in farmers dungarees, soiled from a days hard work. Ergin turns back around to the bar and puts away a few mugs before returning back to Rhaemy.

She says to Rhaemy, "Do you know where the Temple of Iomedae is?"