One Silver Piece - [Action / Voice]

[arturius]

[Arthur jolted awake, shivering. His first thought was his sword, immediately reaching for it, only to find snow waiting for him. He soon realized he was half naked in the snow. Not good. It must have been an enchantment. His sister's doing, no doubt. All he had to his name was simple pants and a strange book. After yelling for Merlin for a bit, he gritted his teeth, tightened his jaw, and picked a direction. Fortunately a small abandoned outpost wasn't too far away. Inside he found some spare clothing, some food, and a map.

His first stop was the smithy. He had intended to request a weapon, hoping to find some loyalty to Camelot. But after discovering the recently claimed sword in the stone and no staff present, he simply took the weapon back. Far be it for him to deal with thieves. The shirt of chainmail was most likely his as well. He took that back in short order as well, pulling it back on. This was no doubt a town of thieves and sorcerers. They must have abandoned him in the snow, figuring he would freeze to death. Well, they thought wrong. He would be getting to the bottom of this.

And what better place to find bandits than a tavern? He had no gold on him, but he figured he would rectify that problem once he had found his attackers. So sitting down at the bar, he slapped the bar, and ordered a cold tankard of mead, while carefully surveying the occupants in the bar.]

[Voice] (after his time at the bar)

I am Arthur Pendragon, King of Camelot. If there are any other citizens of Camelot still loyal to me, speak up. There are important matters to discuss.

((ooc: so for the record, if you want to action it up, he can be found at Good Spirits or later, in the plaza during his voice message))

Comments

[herotypical]

[ she has all her teeth. they're straight. and pearly. what a catch. ]

...Oh. Marauded you, has he? Tell me. What'd he take? I'll make sure it gets back to you. [ a huff. she doesn't meddle too much in jack's antics but targeting new feathers has always seemed particularly cruel to the slayer. ]

[arturius]

[Send a barmaid to do a knight's job? He has far too much dignity for that.]

I can handle this. [Said with all the authority of someone who says things and then they happen.] Tell me where I can find him and I shall see to it that you are properly rewarded.

[herotypical]

R-rewarded. [ she repeats the word with some amusement. ] Alright. I'll bite. What kind of reward are we talking, here?

[ not that she sincerely is considering turning her boyfriend over to anyone. except, perhaps, herself. she much prefers to be the middle-man when it comes to jack and his pilfering. ]

[arturius]

[Unfortunately he cannot promise a lot. He has a castle to reclaim still and little gold between he and his men.]

I can offer little now, only a few coins. But rest assured, I will see to it you receive more later.

[herotypical]

...Don't need coins. I'm already swimming in gold, back home. You'll need a bit of a higher ante than that.

[ she, too, has a castle she needs to (eventually) get back to. ]

[arturius]

[Wow. This barmaid is a tough one to crack. Unfortunately he can't risk giving away too much. He has never heard of the village of Luceti. It might very well be in the kingdom of one of his enemies. So without coin or castle, all he has left is his word.]

If I should find him, you have my promise that I will repay the favor. [Very sincere. This is a man who will honor his word, even at risk of harm to himself.]

[herotypical]

Just...to clarify -- he accosted you on the bridge, right? Just outside? Like -- west of here?

[ maybe once her shift was done, she'll stop by said bridge and see if she can smoke this thief out and warn him that the newbies were out for...something. revenge. blood. whatever. ]

[arturius]

No, he was not nearly so brave. I was taken in my sleep. All my belongings were taken. My weapon and armor were sold to the armory here, but I have already reclaimed those.

[And. Somehow he received wings. He hasn't worked out how to explain that bit yet.]

[herotypical]

...Oh. Right. Uhm. I don't know how to break this to you gently so...so let me just tell it to you straight. [ she hates catching the new feathers when they're THIS new. ] You weren't robbed. You were kidnapped. You're not in Kansas anymore, Dorothy.

[arturius]

[Yes, well, he had worked out he kidnapped part. It sort of went with the 'being taken in my sleep' bit. So he frowns at her big reveal, feeling that despite her looks, she might be a bit simple.]

You must have me mistaken for another. I am not Dorothy and I've never been to any Kansas. I am well aware I was kidnapped. I cannot return home until I reclaim what's mine. [For instance, his royal seal.]

[herotypical]

You're right about one thing -- you can't return home. At least not on your own. At least not yet. Have you checked the shops? Other than the weaponsy spots, I mean.

[arturius]

[Can't return home? He'll have to ask about that. But first of all:]

No. I've risked plenty taking back what I have. Finding my other belongings won't be as easy. [It's not like he can walk into a store and find his belongings hanging on a rack. They're a bit smaller than a fancy sword.]

[herotypical]

You know, you might have to just deal with the fact that they might not show up at all. I've been here for...almost three years, and I've only ever seen two of my own things turn up here.

[arturius]

[This is really getting him nowhere. Talking about her time in this mysterious village is not high on his priorities. So he's standing now, resting his hand on the hilt of his sword. Not drawing it, but making it clear he wants answers and it's a very bad idea not to give them to him.]

Let me make this as clear as possible. I want you to tell me where this thief is. If you're trying to protect him, then know that I will bring no harm to him, save only to defend myself.

[herotypical]

And please allow me to make my point as clearly as possible, too. If you lost those things while you were out cold? Jack's not behind it. I'm not saying that he probably doesn't steal from the slumbering but...sure, you're pretty and all -- but definitely not his type.

If you're looking to blame anyone? It should be the Malnosso. Maybe. I'm still a little hazy on the hows of it all.

[arturius]

[So she was protecting him. And knows his name. But he will, for the moment, take her word on these other culprits. While standing.]

And who are these Malnosso?

[herotypical]

Some would call them our evil jailers. I'd think of them more like our extremely disgruntled landlords who are probably breaking about a million tenant laws. They're keeping us in this little bubble of a town and they probably didn't want you to have your swag on you when you were shunted into here. I'm guessing these were important things, right? Duh. Why else would you want them back?

[arturius]

[All of these metaphors are a bit annoying, but he's got the basic idea here. And he doesn't really like it.]

What do you mean by a 'bubble' of a town?

[herotypical]

Us. The village. The whole...environs. We're bubbled in here under one great big very suspicious barrier. My money's on magic, though other people have thrown around the suggestion that it's more tech-based. Hell, maybe it's both.

[arturius]

[Oh. Hello, you hit the magic word.]

So it is sorcery. Why am I not surprised?

[herotypical]

Because it's always sorcery? Number one cause of shenanigans, heartache, and bad breath. True facts, right here.

[ oh you'll just love her fast and loose definition of what actually counts as magical, arthur.

hint: not her. ]

[arturius]

[You know what, finally they can agree. He sits down, clasping his cup again.]

Magic has caused no end of troubles for Camelot. And now I'm here. With wings, no less.

[herotypical]

C-Camelot.

[ oh. now she remembers. ]

You're from Camelot.

[arturius]

[Nod.] Do you know how to return there? Once I have made it past this bubble, anyway.

[herotypical]

[ oh sure you just take a left by neverneverland and then THEN, dorothy, you just gotta follow the yellow brick road.

:| ]

I don't. Never been. Once...met a guy from there. But he didn't really pass on a map or anything. S-sorry.