private Clover's Rest

[Cupid 57]

Cold and wet Cupid crawled in the mud outside a tavern. She had recently been in a fight with a very angry little "ursa major" baby, having one of her ears chewed on. She took a while to open the tavern doors, but it was locked, on the doors stood “at canterlot, be back in 1 hour” She had taken so much time, with out a fuss about her missing ear let alone her earing. She started screaming, "Help, please I can't stand being a chew toy to some brute"

The silence reassured her that teh ursa major pup was gone. Sadly she was so tired she fell asleep in the rain.

(OOC: I'll update my char Cupid's  profile. I'll start typing it now)

Edited July 20, 2013 by Cupid

[Ampharos 1,009]

@@Silverwisp the Bard,

 

Dust nodded and took the slip of parchment. Heh this is good. Looks like ahm the most trusted right now. He took himself and the address to a random bed and plopped himself onto it. He put the parchment under the small pillow that was there and he closed his eyes. 

[Silverwisp the Bard 2,353]

You awake literally the moment of sunrise, courtesy of Canterlot Castle's 100 trumpets.

In the middle of the floor lie several bundles of various sizes, each labeled with a piece of paper and a name.

 

 

Jabber: a collection of false manes and beards, a small round disc of polished black stone and a ring guaranteed to make a rich stallion fall in love with you

Diamond Dust: a bag containing 50 bits and a map showing the way from Canterlot to Clover's Rest

Braith: a lute and instrument case and well as multicoloured cloak.

Silver Heart: A guard issue medical kit, as well as several antidotes

Discharge: A spear and cloak of the kind usually worn by merchant's guards

 

 

Edited July 21, 2013 by Silverwisp the Bard

[Agent505 661]

The rather sudden awakening hadn't gone without consequence, as Discharge barely managed to peel his eyes open before he rolled from the top bunk and onto the floor with a thud. "Oh...that hurt" he winced, wiping his eyes and standing up shakily. "Time is it? Like...4? Feel like I only just got to sleep." He muttered as he attempted to focus his eyes on the packages in the centre of the floor. 

 

Thankfully however, he was used to waking up early and with little sleep, except he would be better if it was of his own accord, and he had planned on it. He staggered around momentarily, trying to get to the packages before kneeling heavily before one that he could make out with his name on a piece of paper attached.

 

Opening it up, he was pleasantly surprised - and suddenly more awake - at the sight before him. There was a short, yet solid and sturdy spear accompanied by a neatly folded brown fur cloak. "Well I guess this day's not startin' off so bad after all!" 

[SilverHeart 741]

Silver Heart silently cursed Canterlot's trumpeters and rolled over, hoping to catch a few more minutes sleep. Any hope of doing so died when Discharge fell in front of her. The sound of the impact alone was enough to startle her awake. Momentarily speechless, Silver Heart could only watch with some concern as the pegasus walked to the center of the room. 

 

Well, he seems fine enough...I guess there's no real reason to worry. For the first time, Silver Heart took notice of Discharge's deformed wing. Ouch, that looks pretty nasty. Poor guy, I wonder if he can still fly...

 

Silver Heart rolled off the bed and slowly walked towards the center of the room to take a glance at the packages. One of the larger packages had a note with her name on it. She sat down next to Ardent Discharge. She flashed him a smile as she checked the contents of the Medical Kit. "Good morning. Did you sleep well?"

 

The kit contained both a scalpel case and a bandage case. Silver Heart emptied the scalpel case to make sure she had every tool she would need.

 

(OOC: The spoiler contains an inventory list of tools inside of Silver Heart's medical kit. Feel free to skip it.)

 

 

 

Scissors...check.

Three different razors, each a different design. A tongue depressor, and both a large and small scalpel.

One, two, three, four, five...(etc) steel probes of different design...that seems about right.

A few steel pipes for cauterizing hard to reach wounds. Some sewing needles and a carlet. These will work.

A few dental tools...I don't think I'll need these, I'll take them just in case.

A few bone files, knives and a few hooks.

And finally a small salvatory for herbs, ointments, balsams and plasters. 

 

Silver Heart gave the bandage case a quick once over to check what types of cloth they had supplied. 

 

 

 

Well, this looks fairly standard nothing too amazing, I probably should have mentioned that I have my own tools and scalpel case back at home. Well, I guess it doesn't really matter...these are newer anyway. Silver Heart quickly repackaged both boxes and attached both cases to her saddlebags, with the scalpel case on the right and the bandage case on the left.

[Agent505 661]

@@SilverHeart, 

 

(Going to attempt a roll, I guess. It will be to show off Discharge's fighting prowess, so I assume I would use his Fight skill, however Dexterity seems feasible too)

 

Standing up with the cloak, spinning once in order to unfold it as quickly as he clipped it around his neck, he sat down again as it fluttered neatly over his shoulders and his haunches. The mare who had apparently woken up second flashed him a rather admirable smile, but being a one of the hardened adventurer types, about the best and most polite response he could muster was a stern nod of his head before a verbal response. "I've slept better under the trunk of a yataevo, but i'm not complaining." he chuckled as he stood up and began swinging the heavy spear around, skilfully attempting to incorporate multiple jabs, parries and flourishes with an invisible opponent.

(D10+) - Roll: 6+F7 = 13

The performances goes off without a hitch, the resulting display somewhat equal parts impressive and dangerous, ending with Discharge standing triumphantly over his imaginary adversary. "So, how about you? Sleep well?"

 

(This raises a question, do we assign our own attempt values? Because a D10+ roll is nigh impossible for most characters, needing a 5/6 to perform, whereas Discharge's 7 fight skill means he needs a 3 at most. Maybe i'm just stupid and missing something.)

[Ampharos 1,009]

Diamond Dust got out of bed wide awake, used to waking up this early. He trotted towards the other two ponies, nodding to them in greeting. He noticed what they had recieved and wondered if he would get a pick axe or something. He opened the bundle to find a map and directions, as well as bits. "Ah guess ahm the navigator then," he said to noone in particular. Dust wondered why he seemed to be the most trustworthy according to those royal guard ponies from the night before. He shrugged, not really wanting to think about it.

[Standard User 2,127]

"Ha-choo!"

Jabber sneezed for what felt like the thirtieth time that morning as he tried on his new collection of wigs. While dressing up wasn't his forte, there had been moments in the past where dressing up in a mullet and beard or a cascade of golden locks had saved his butt from time spent in jail.

It was while trying on a comically oversized beard that grazed the floor when Jabber saw a shiny black stone peeking out from the bag of wigs. He carefully picked it up, examining it closely. 

And then he tried eating it.

When he had confirmed (via sore teeth) that it was, in fact, a stone, Jabber threw it into his saddlebags and began packing up the wigs. Perhaps he could pawn it off on some loser later -- he was already thinking of a story where that stone killed sixteen dragons and a troll with one throw.

With all of his assets in order, Jabber left the room to find breakfast. The others could follow him if they wanted...or rather, they could follow Bearded-Pony-Who-Looks-Exactly-Like-Jabbermouth.

Edited July 24, 2013 by Scoutaloo

[SilverHeart 741]

@@SilverHeart,

 

(Going to attempt a roll, I guess. It will be to show off Discharge's fighting prowess, so I assume I would use his Fight skill, however Dexterity seems feasible too)

 

Standing up with the cloak, spinning once in order to unfold it as quickly as he clipped it around his neck, he sat down again as it fluttered neatly over his shoulders and his haunches. The mare who had apparently woken up second flashed him a rather admirable smile, but being a one of the hardened adventurer types, about the best and most polite response he could muster was a stern nod of his head before a verbal response. "I've slept better under the trunk of a yataevo, but i'm not complaining." he chuckled as he stood up and began swinging the heavy spear around, skilfully attempting to incorporate multiple jabs, parries and flourishes with an invisible opponent.

(D10+) - Roll: 6+F7 = 13

The performances goes off without a hitch, the resulting display somewhat equal parts impressive and dangerous, ending with Discharge standing triumphantly over his imaginary adversary. "So, how about you? Sleep well?"

 

(This raises a question, do we assign our own attempt values? Because a D10+ roll is nigh impossible for most characters, needing a 5/6 to perform, whereas Discharge's 7 fight skill means he needs a 3 at most. Maybe i'm just stupid and missing something.)

Silver Heart watched with interest as Ardent Discharge showed off his prowess with the spear. She politely clapped (should it be stamped?) once he was finished.

"Very impressive. My cousin is fond of the spear himself. I'm sure it was just a joke, but you seem...well-travelled, have you actually seen a yateavo?"

[Agent505 661]

@@SilverHeart, 

 

"More than I care to count" he sighed in a strained way as he sat down, sliding the spear into a holding strap that lay just above his right wing. "Horrible things, weird too. Indistinguishable from a normal tree to the untrained eye, but step too close and you'll know the difference. Or at least, you'll get to see it briefly before yer sucked inside of it to be slowly digested alive, anyway. No hope of getting out once you're in there either, the insides are coated with something weird that stops weapons from cutting, and the bark itself is hard as iron." He nodded as if he was confirming his own sentence as the rather suave stallion they where with before left the room without saying a word. "Yer not bailin' out on us already are ya handsome?" he shouted after him in a joking way - at least it would be joking to him, to others he would probably just sound grumpy. 

 

Figuring she just hadn't heard his question or she was ignoring it, he knew better than to ask again in either case, and decided to turn the topic onto her instead of himself. "Been travelling for as long as I can remember...years of training and travelling to some of the extreme places of the world. There's always that thrill of discovery, y'know?" there was a glint in his eye as he talked about his passion, one that indicated just how much it meant to him to be able to be free to continue in his ways "Can't describe it unless yer've been there but, i'm sure it's not a tale you'd be interested in anyway. How about you? How long you been...practicin' medicine, from the looks of it?"

[SilverHeart 741]

Silver Heart nodded back to Diamond Dust before returning her gaze to Ardent Discharge.

 

"That's how my mom described them too. I've always been hoping she playing a joke on me. Apparently not. She was quite the traveller before she met my dad. She's seen a lot. You must have some interesting tales too..."

 

Silver Heart trailed off for a brief moment before continuing. "And yes, I'm a surgeon. Mom is an alchemist. As I said she's travelled quite a bit in her life, which lead to lots of practice and experimenting. I studied under her for the first...nine years of my life. Normally, I would have learned magic under my dad...however family politics kind of got in the way of that.

 

"After I finished learning herbalism and alchemy from mom, I studied under an Earth Pony surgeon in Canterlot for ten years. I learned most of my knowledge of wounds and treatments from him. So despite being a Unicorn I actually know very little of Unicorn medicine."

[Agent505 661]

@@SilverHeart,

 

As Silver Heart mentioned unicorn medicine, Discharge's eyes widened as he looked up from her bag of tools to her horn, as if looking at her properly for the first time. Indeed, she was a unicorn as he had feared, and his attitude immediately changed. Looking away from her as he stood up, he began making his way out of the room, stopping in the door way to talk to her before leaving. "I'm going for breakfast. I'd suggest you grab a meal too."

[SilverHeart 741]

(OOC: Typing for phone. My italics probably won't work)

 

"Umm...alright. I'll do that. Thanks...." Silver Heart replied dumbly as Discharge walked away. What was that? Did I say something wrong? I don't think I committed any kind of faux pas...

 

Silver Heart turned to Diamond Dust, "We'll since we are going to be journeying together I think it would be nice to get to know each other. Would you like to grab some breakfast with me?"

[Standard User 2,127]

"Yer not bailin' out on us already are ya handsome?" he shouted after him in a joking way - at least it would be joking to him, to others he would probably just sound grumpy. 

 

 

Jabber stopped in his tracks before turning abruptly with a huff. "Why, and miss the chance to converse over a lovely Canterlot meal with a beauty such as yourself, Miss Silver Heart?" 

 

And now to turn on the charm, Jabber thought to himself. Smirking, he sashayed up to Silver Heart. "And might I say, a pretty mare such as yourself coupled with the bearded, handsome ruggedness of myself would cause QUITE a stir in the city." He eyed Discharge before continuing. "I suppose you can be the help. A butler, or a maid, perhaps. My love and I must have an air of sophistication about us after all, right?" He asked, raising an eyebrow at Silver Heart.

[Ampharos 1,009]

@@SilverHeart,@,

 

Dust nodded. "Eeyup. That would be a good idea." Dust put the map and the bits back in the bundle, swinging the whole thing onto his back. "Let's go then." He walked towards Silver Heart until he was right next to her. "Ah don think ah caught yer name." When Jabber walked back in and made his remarks, Dust walked straight up to the stallion, towering over him. "Hey ya wanna know somethin funny? That stallion fella over there called ya handsome, not the mare. And trust me bud, if anyway were the butler ahm sure it would be you." The words that were coming out of Dust's mouth were very alien to him. But this stallion was too full of himself, and had to be put in his place.

[Standard User 2,127]

@@Ampharos:

Jabber laughed heartily. "Ooh, look at me, I'm positively shaking in my little beard." He giggled, lightly bopping Dust on the nose. "You're funny and adorable. I like you." Jabber once again turned to the door, making his way out into the hallway beyond. "Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm famished. Let's go get breakfast, yes?" He called to the rest of the group.

[Ampharos 1,009]

Dust was getting more and more frustrated. This little colt thought this was all a game. "At least mah beard is real ya piece of..." he mumbled to himself. He sighed in frustration and followed the stallion out. "Maybe... maybe we got off on the wrong hoof..." Dust concluded that if they were to get anything done, they would all have to get along.

[Agent505 661]

@@Ampharos,

 

Discharge held the spear's pole out across Dust's chest in a gesture to tell him to calm down, as he stood forward and to the side of him, shaking his head. "Aint worth gettin' wound up over. Anyway, if we're lucky he'll get arrested by the guard or somethin' before we can leave." He pulled his spear back, flicking it over and sliding it away swiftly. "After you, let's get somethin' to eat." 

[Standard User 2,127]

"Pfft. The Royal Guard can't catch me! I had a buddy do the math: judging by all of my previous...escapades...in Canterlot, I have only a 67% chance of being caught should I do anything naughty. I like those odds.

"Regardless, I do believe we got off on the wrong hoof." Jabber shook off the previous hours' troubles, almost dislodging the fake beard from where it rested on his chin. Feeling renewed (because a full-body shudder can do that to a pony), he extended his hoof cordially. "The name's Jabbermouth, travelling salespony and occasional lady's stallion. Don't worry about remembering the name or the face: after our little adventure to Clover's Rest you'll never see me again."

[Silverwisp the Bard 2,353]

(Let's get things going)

Before long you find yourselves jostled out of the kitchen and out on the street by the kitchen staff, with some vague directions regarding the address.

 

Even this early in the day, Canterlot's  noble district is bustling with activity: carts and carriages rumble past you, some containing the breakfast for Canterlot's high and mighty, others the high and mighty themselves, while the sidewalks are filled with ponies

. The coarse shouts of the earthponies and bulls getting in each other's way makes for a strange contrast with with the shining marble facades of the mansions lining the street.
After some difficulty (the high and mighty do not seem to believe in house numbers) you manage to locate your destination: one of the larger masion, surrounded by a somewhat neglected garden filled with overgrown statues.

Upon your knocking the high door is opened by an elderly earth pony mare in old fashioned servant's clothing, who eyes each of you with various levels of disapproval.

"Yes?"

[Standard User 2,127]

@@Silverwisp the Bard

By Celestia's rampaging beard gnomes that mare is unattractive. Jabbermouth managed to keep his opinion to himself (for once), however, as disrespecting the help would in no way assist the group.

 

"Ma'am, before we begin, might I just say that seeing your shining...I mean, beautiful...er...face, has deeply troubled me. For after this day I shall never cast my eyes upon such a breathtaking...y'know, that actually might be a bit of a strong word to use. Look, we're here to ask about a Jasper Meadowgreen. Ring any bells?"

[Silverwisp the Bard 2,353]

"Ma'am, before we begin, might I just say that seeing your shining...I mean, beautiful...er...face, has deeply troubled me. For after this day I shall never cast my eyes upon such a breathtaking...y'know, that actually might be a bit of a strong word to use. Look, we're here to ask about a Jasper Meadowgreen. Ring any bells?"

 

"He is not here and I know that mingling with common folk might be the modern thing to doand that the Princess encourages such things, but I do not approve of him inviting his...."

She gives Discharge a hostile glare.

"acquaintances over without ladyship's expressed permission."

[Ampharos 1,009]

@@Silverwisp the Bard,

 

Diamond Dust moved Jabbermouth to the side. "Ahm terribly sorry bout him ma'am. Lemme rephrase what he meant. Do ya happen ta know where Japser is or if he's even here? It's kinda important." Dust smiled at the old mare, hoping she would take his word and give up some information. Jabbermouth had most likely ruined any chance with his stupid rambling, but Dust hoped and prayed this wasn't the case.

[Silverwisp the Bard 2,353]

It's kinda important

A look of concern crosses the mare's face and she gives a quick look over her shoulder before leaning in close to whisper, shedding quite a bit of volume and social class.

"Please tell me, the lad didn't do nothin' stupid. Prissy has been worried sick all week, ever since he left."

[Ampharos 1,009]

@@Silverwisp the Bard,

 

Dust shook his head. "Ahm sorry ma'am ahm afraid ah don't have anymore information. We're just here to find him. Do ya have any idea where he went off ta? Anywhere that he's been wanting to go to? Anywhere at all?" Hopefully this mare gave them some type of clue. At the moment they weren't really getting anywhere, and they needed all the information possible.