(2109) At the Archive - Hunt details

[Rhodes]

Mantle spinning leaves and whispers, Rhodes moves over by his Archive, setting the horn down on a shelf next to which is a manilla folder and several paperclips. Even by usual standards, he looks keen, engaged; something about the noble baring of the Fairest is alight with him today.

He settles, collecting a drink and waiting for those that would take up the challenge.

This is for the Autumn Hunt! I will be making the formal Oath with a week to go on the Coronation - All who want to partake will need to bind to the pledge. Additionally, don't forger to sign up your hunting party in the OOC thread here!

[Roshon]

"Your Majesty," Roshon said as she strolled over to join the hunt, pausing to give a dramatic bow as she came up to Rhodes.

"I can't speak for R'lyeh, but if I manage to get my teeth into the prey first, all I'd ask for is the public announcement that I'm an amazing Hunter slash Genius. Although, if you wanted to wear matching outfits to an event, I'd be open to that, too. We could pretend like it wasn't on purpose and act all offended. I'd lose Who Wore It Best, obviously, but I'm alright with that. Could be a lot of fun, that's all I'm saying," she finished with a shrug.

She wasn't exactly trying to take the piss out of the Autumn King, but she was Courtless for a reason.

[Ashley Green]

The grey Wizened sidles about in the wake of the displaced hunting horn, following Rhodes to his destination without trying to seem to obvious or desperate about it.

"King Rhodes. I believe when last we spoke you mentioned you might have jobs for me and knowledge of the occult to share. If you remember that conversation. I wouldn't blame you if you didn't. I suppose it was a while back ago now. And I don't leave the most distinct impressions. But! This may be an opportunity for me to show my use! It... probably wasn't what you had in mind when you mentioned either offering. But it would be shameful of me not to take this opportunity when presented to me."

...Also, what a riotous grab bag of animal parts the Changeling beside her was. But she looked pretty spiffy in a suit.

[Gerrit]

Continued from (2109) Autumn Equinox...

Gerrit waited for an opportune moment to speak to Rhodes and it was only then that he noticed two unknown Lost talking to the Dread Lord. An Elemental? A Wizened? The grey elf made some buried memories of the Ogre flash briefly - walking into the Hedge with Ethan and returning without him, planning to plant flowers in Vivian's garden - but he forced them away. Get a grip.
The other one looked vaguely familiar, but Gerrit couldn't quite place them. He hadn't talked to them yet, that much was for certain.. but they were an impressive sight to behold. 'Majestic' came to mind, as well as 'curious' and 'wild'. Gerrit did his best not to stare - something made easier by Rhodes' magnetic and striking appearance.

He looked even more enchanting than usual - it reminded him of a less pronounced version of what Seraphina did at her Coronation and Gerrit was incredibly thankful to have a Darkling as Monarch - and both his attire and his posture demanded respect and admiration. When nobody else was speaking Gerrit meekly took a step forward and actually bowed his head.
"Dread Lord Rhodes, Ashen Sovereign and Director of our Freehold. I won't bore you with explanations or excuses, but I would like to apologize for my tardiness. I would also like to congratulate you for this coming season of your reign - may your knowledge and expertise keep us safe not only this season, but for the whole year and I hope we can continue working together as we did lately."

failure

Date	Action	Roll	Result
2021-10-05 11:56:54	Gerrit rolls 3 to hold a speech (Pre 1 - 1 untrained Expression + WP) (10 Again, WillPower)	2, 3, 6	failure

The words were right, but although Gerrit tried his best to make up for his faux-pas he was anything but a great speech-giver. In any case, it would have to do.

He waited for Rhodes' response before going anywhere else or socializing with the Freehold's other residents.

[Rlyeh]

Continued from (2109) Party Animals...

R'lyeh comes skulking behind Roshon. Eyes darting and lips attached to her fingers and she gnaws on the meat she'd swiped from the food table. Quickly she finishes it up, eyeing Gerrit as he speaks. She nods. He sounds good. She's licking her oily black fingers and chewing on stubborn meat bits and the grease left behind.

Wiping her hands off on the seat of her pants, she looks up and, "....hi...." comes her voice, enforced by a oil-black hand raised as she waves.

ST Note: Cayce remember you need to feed 1 Glamour into the Wyrdstone as a Courtless ling to keep Status 1 for this Season!

[Rhodes]

The Director watched the interested partied gathering around. Roshon as given a curious look - clearly the reference was lost on the Dread Lord. Though still, he smiled. "You do not have to declare your desire straight away. I recommend thinking on it - I don;t give these things out freely, you know."

Emerald eyes settles on Ashley. "My dear, All who pass through here make some manner of impression. I was hoping we might share of your horticultural expertise and begin growing some Goblin Fruit - perhaps reinforce this Hollow a little with your talents. Any other topics, I'm sure we can discuss as a Court together."

Gerrit's words were clumsy, but the intent was well-made. Besides, the Ogre had shown himself to be a reliable source for the time being. The Autumn King inclined his head. "Not at all, Gerrit. Welcome. Those here are curious in a little tradion I am reviving for this year's Fall celebrations, the Autumn Hunt." He watched the Winter carefully. "Perhaps you would like to partake? Or discuss it with some friends first. But all must register tonight - the hunt ends when the throne passes or the quarry is caught and killed or returned to me - whichever happens first. Think on it - but don't take too long." The easy smile returnes.

The smile draws a little as Ryleh slinks arounf Roshon to observe. "Ah, and it seems your partner in the Hunt has arrived, am I right?" he glances between the Chimra and the living shadow. "Rlyeh, yes? You spoke with the Spring Queen recently. She enjoyed the time you spent together." He watched Rlyeh again. "Fear is a part of you, isn't it? I can tell. There is no shame in that. But if you wish to understand that... even control it - perhaps we should talk a little more, if that concept interests you."

He looke dup and around. "We will gve it a little longer and I will explain the finer details of the Hunt. One announcement is enough for the evening - I'm sure there is much gossip to share besides my little adventure."

[Roshon]

After Rhodes' response, Roshon really wanted to ask for the matching outfits thing, now, but she realized that would probably be a no go. At least for now. Eventually Rhodes might warm up to it.

In the meantime, though, Roshon turned to smile at R'lyeh as she waked up, the mix-matched miner's eyes quickly tracking down to the plate of food held in her friends oily hand.

"Damn, girl, I totally forgot my plate. See, this is why she's the brains in the duo," Roshon joked, gesturing with her thumb back at her hunting partner.

Ima tag the wyrdstone on the way out

[James Turner]

John wasn't much for front and center so he stuck to the back for now, noting the new arrival name Ashley from earlier, occultist, likely Autumn. Stand back, listen, watch. Happy as Gerrit did better than John likely would have at attempting such a public of an apology. He would likely stammer through most of it. He was getting better but it still wasn't anything he liked to do. It was sincere, that was the important part to John.


He stood there, still in the back as the soft introduction of R'yleh caught his eyes. He looked over, tried to make eye contact without pushing for it and offered them a soft smile in return. No words in return, just the soft silence of the moment until more words came and he looked away towards Rhodes. He needed to talk to the oil slick amalgamation and the others, he had to find the time.


"Up to you. I'll let the Thane know it's tonight or nothing." Maybe that had come out stiffer, a little more cold than he had intended. It had been an honest reaction, him reacting as the Winter Monarch instead of John in that moment. Tighter and tighter the webs weave. His stillness held, feed rooted to the floor his thumb and forefinger rubbing at the seem of his pocket as he turned to ask Rhodes the first question on his mind. "Before I bombard you with questions; I take it we're waiting for the appointed hour to disseminate it all at once?"


Then as he waited for his answer he froze but his lips slowly moved as he whispered out quietly before the shadows ate it, and spit it back out to its intended target. The shadows always heard, heard everything, were everywhere. Everywhere.

Whisper To Cassandra

"It's me, If you want in on the hunt sign ups tonight only. It will last until the snows grow cold at the latest when Winter returns."

Cassandra Reeding

Continued from (2109) Autumn Equinox...

[Sonnie Wu]

Sonnie came bouncing over, smiling to herself.

"Hello, hello, hello!" she greeted everyone gathered around Rhodes. "All eager to hunt the wild snipe, eh? Sounds like fun!" She looked among them curiously, "So, we forming teams or something?"

Continued from (2109) Autumn Equinox...

[Colonel Worm]

Worm appears, hot-dog-paper-wrapped present in hand.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I'm here to announce the formation of an unbeatable team," he declares boldly. "Circe, Liam, and Worm. Reporting for duty."

Glancing around. "Is there a sign up sheet or something?"

Suddenly, the Goblin looks as if he's remembered something important: "Oh and congratulations, Dread Lord," a flourishing bow. "I got you a present," he straightens and sets the present down on the shelf next to the horn. It's a fairly large box, but obviously not too heavy by the way Worm handles it.

Continued from Friends At the Table...