Guerrillas In The Mist

Chapter 10
Story 1

Time

  • 1 for Bella
  • 1 for Fallow
  • 1 for Penn
  • 1 for Quinn
  • 1 for Shade

Learning

  • 1 for Bella
  • 1 for Fallow
  • 1 for Penn
  • 1 for Quinn
  • 1 for Shade

Roleplay

  • 2 for Bella
  • 1 for Fallow
  • 2 for Quinn

Aspirations

  • 3 for Quinn (Pursusing Tressex via Lem and Bilg, Lord Grey via fashion, Dad via noble books
  • 2 for Fallow (Hunting down Tressex’s crew, Kill someone)

Adventure Log

  • 1 for Quinn
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Chapter 9
Story 1

Time

  • 1 for Bella
  • 1 for Fallow
  • 1 for Penn
  • 1 for Quinn
  • 1 for Shade

Learning

  • 1 for Bella
  • 1 for Fallow
  • 1 for Penn
  • 1 for Quinn

Roleplay

  • 1 for Bella
  • 1 for Fallow

Rounding XP

  • 2 beats for Bella
  • 2 beats for Fallow
  • 1 beat for Quinn

Aspirations

  • 2 for Quinn (Pursuing Tressex via Thresh, Lord Grey via rumours).
  • 1 for Bella (Proving Herself)
  • 2 for Fallow (Hunting down Tressex’s crew, successfully interrogate someone)
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Busy Days

I am sorry that I have not written more sooner, but the last few days have been so busy. Well that is mostly true. A lot has happened but I have mostly tried to keep my head down. The others were surprisingly sucessful in capturing several members of the Spirit Leaves. Pendlehave took one and even though he eventually had to kill him I still think we learned something.

Sandcrown brought another of their team to the tenement, thus far Sandcrown had failed to get anything from him so I tried a different tactic. I offered him an out and it all seemed to be going smoothly offering him a chance to live meant he gave us everything we wanted. It was not until I went outside to join the others that Shade informed me he was lying through his teeth. This is where it all went a bit wrong. Shade and Sandcrown went to verify parts of his story namely a carpenters shop used for a hide out according to the Skaa. I was left to keep an eye on him but wanting to not alert his suspicions I loosened his bonds slightly. That was the moment he struck pushing past me and jumping out of the window I tried to grab him but I am useless at anything like that and simply fell from the window in a flailing mess.I landed hard in the mud and nearly broke my ankle meanwhile the skaa was off over the rooftops. Luckily Shade and Sandcrown were returning and Sandcrown gave chjase. Unllucikily Quinn was there. How can people think that I am heartless while not reprimanding Quinn. He did not help just stood there and laughed. He does not deserve Valette I should have put him on a date with Darielle. Anyway the Skaa lost Sandcrown in the tumble of streets while Shade and Pendlehave helped me inside HE came back in a towering rrage and I just sat their uselessly telling him I was sorry. Lord Ruler I was a mess. Pendlehave and Sandcrown left to try and sort out the whole mess while I was taken home.

The only good sides are that I managed to push enough to get my Uncle, Valette and the obligators to launch a full out search. Though no new leads were turned up I managed to restrain them from a mass slaughter. With the small amount of information that proved true Sandcrown and Quinn were able to track down where they had likely gone to ground, on a profeste estate…

We need to finsih here quickly as the shipment is likely to even now be leaving the main land and we do not have much time. Regretfully I may need to ask Darielle for help.

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Chapter 8
Story 1

Time

  • 1 for Bella
  • 1 for Fallow
  • 1 for Penn
  • 1 for Quinn
  • 1 for Shade

Roleplay

  • 1 for Bella
  • 1 for Fallow
  • 1 for Penn
  • 1 for Quinn

Adventure Log

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Wasing the doubting of the Trusting

Wasing to expecting the difference. Wasing to following to the trading at the centring of the Pen, and wasing to lying for the lacking. Ising Penn to being of conniving in the doing. Wasing him to the spilling of the hiding of the man in the terrifying, and even to the feeding of the lying for the being. Wasing Sandy to dropping for the telling of the doing and the planning. Wasing the Ott for the watching and the keeping. Wasing to thinking the doubting for the keeping by the Ott. Wasing to doing for the drama in the dropping in the Sand-Pen.

Ising to seeming the planning for the doing with the milking of the planning of the breakers. Wasing to doubting the using of the Quinling in the breaking. Wasing to thinking the using for searching of the breakhome. Wasing to finding the tools and the coins for the guilting and the Greying. Wasing to hoping for the planning for the failing of the Nebby.


Wasing the morning in the coming to the breaking. Wasing and ising the living of the best. Wasing to thinking the suns for shining. Wasing to thinking of the birds for the the chirping, even to thing the skaa for the smiling. Wasing Nebby in the falling in the mud. Wasing the Nebby for leaping and the failing for the sitting in the shitting.

Wasing to thinking of the thanking for the Thresh of the lying. Wasing the Ott Sandy for the convincing of the lying. Wasing then Thresh for the escaping and the causing of the Happying. Wasing then Sandy for the chasing and the failing.

Ising to thanking the Lord Ruler for the failing. Ising the Nobs for the failing, not the Scaring. Wasing to need the excusing for the enjoying of the day.

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Chapter 7
Story 1

Time

  • 1 for Bella
  • 1 for Fallow
  • 1 for Penn
  • 1 for Quinn
  • 1 for Shade

Roleplay

  • 1 for Bella
  • 1 for Fallow
  • 1 for Penn
  • 1 for Shade

Flaw

  • 1 for Bella
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A Second Chance

While I’ve learned a lot of things in the past few days most are inconsequential compared to the information we failed to obtain from the pirates. Who is the mastermind of their conspiracy and what are they coming together to steal? Now I hold in my arms a second chance.

It was a long few days getting to this point. Boss is still putting her position above the success of the mission. I understand the relationship. She is employing me and I work for her and therefore she can do what she wants. That said she employed me with an objective in mind so I will not shy away from speaking and acting if she makes decisions that endanger that objective. The most recent such decision is to present the boy to society. I see her thinking, I really do. However, her decision requires the boy, an undoubted asset, to participate in as much training as possible to pass himself off as someone who belongs. I managed to argue for a few days tracking down the gang who are supposed to free Bilg and after one night our investigation has already led to the capture of two of the thieves. If I must argue for the boy’s assistance in foiling the big job on the Profeste, which is due about a week before the ball, that will be the last straw. Yes, we need to cover our tracks with the ridiculous Lord Grey story, but that will be for nothing if we cannot achieve the results we need.

Speaking of which, Thresh. A typical thief, he chose to run rather than fight. The operation made rather more noise than I intended but I have Thresh and Penn seems to have conducted some plan with the other, his information proved useful last time so I see no reason not to let the man indulge. Meanwhile I have Thresh to myself. I dearly hope that the rest of the gang are stupid enough to come and rescue him, but I don’t think this Tressex escaped the attention of the obligators and stole house Profeste’s secret without being cleverer than that. So I’ll have to her whereabouts from him some other way. Luckily for him, Thresh isn’t a pirate and he may prove useful perhaps we could come to some arrangement that is mutually beneficial. An outfit that can infiltrate the Profeste house shouldn’t just be destroyed after all.

Look at me thinking about the future. I mean, it makes sense. Boss won’t be boss for ever, and while the boy will always mean we have to keep each other close her resources won’t necessarily be mine to use for ever either. Besides things go well with Owandise, she appears to be in too much debt to be directly involved with the pirates, and that debt gives me a means to prove myself not only her lover but her ally. If I play this carefully we could both rise from the bottom and give the established houses a start. She really needs to get herself out of the wine business though, even a cursory reading by candle light told me that much…

Anyway my Thresh is waiting.

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Wasing for the chasing in the night

Wasing the waiting for the breathing…ising in the dreaming for the seeing of the betraying. Wasing then for working and the waking for employing in the night. Wasing a good sending. Wasing Ruha for saying the kicking to the wetting in the laxing so to finding of the sending in the new. Wasing it being good. Wasing it for needing to clearing and figuring. Willing to finding then the knowing of the being in the accepting by the Da. Willing in opposing the being likening like the Sand and the Bell. Willing being better?

Wasing for training a chance. Wasing in being the remembering of the contenting in the Tricking.

Wasing Penny for the finding and the telling of the expecting. Wasing to thinking of the betraying, wasing him in spiting for the being of the quiet. Wasing Ruha for saying the being the same of the Skaa and the nobs. Willing all in wanting to surviving.

Wasing easy in deciding of the going. Wasing nebby in thinking to advancing with the planning. Wasing to thinking of the doubting in the successing. Wasing her to thinking of the sending for the dancing of the Greying! Wasing dancing for delaying the looking then the discovering of thr Greyhome. Ising to thinking of the logic without cleverness. Wasing Sandy in saying the doubting of the succeeding. Wasing him in the expecting of the dying of the all. Wasing to thinking the doubting of the readying in the twenty-one. Willing to hoping the fleeing early. Willing to being also the dating of the Valette. Wasing her in being of nebby? Ising to thinking of humour. Willing to dying, willing to being of laughing for the tainting of the Vally and the Nebs.

Ising pirates to being bigger. Ising the ghost leaves to springing and the breaking in the leading of the cloaking. Wasing the aiming for their finding. Wasing to finding the second leaf. Wasing to finding the hiding of the being in the dock. Wasing Manny for being in the friending of speaking. Wasing pen for using the watching while wasing to sleeping.

Wasing then for gathering with the crowned pen for the writing. Wasing intending to be waiting for watching the breaking, but wasing Sandy to finding the doing of the attacking on the Quinling discovery. Wasing Pen in the failing. Wasing then to moving with the quickening against the ghosts. Wasing in failing at the hurting of the seconding with the throwing of clips. Wasing then to cutting the face and the leg. Wasing me and Faller to catching him in the running at the closeness. Wasing him useless. Wasing him not to thinking of the the running and the burning of the man and the boy?

Wasing Pen to moving on thinking to tricking the ghost. Wasing him to taking to the workshop. Ising to thinking the wisdom: willing to following and the zincing for the trusting. Willing to making the safing of the ghost. Then willing Pen for the killing of the ward.

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Chapter 6
Story 1

Time

  • 1 for Bella
  • 1 for Fallow
  • 1 for Penn
  • 1 for Quinn
  • 1 for Shade

Adventure Log

  • 1 for Fallow
  • 1 for Quinn

Misc

  • 1 for Bella (Turning Point)
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Entry 4 - Plots and Plans

Despite a rising tide of problems, I feel relatively at peace with everything. My return shockingly did not result in Father seeing the light and acclaiming my achievements to the house.  I guess those were just silly girlish day dreams. Instead my first dinner back was filled with his recriminations whilst the others laughed behind their hands. This was followed by another altercation with Sandcrown, I confronted him about upstaging me before but all it devolved into was the two of us slinging insults. All in all not the glorious return I had managed in my more foolish moments.

I managed to avoid the majority of the crew for the next few days, in fact I avoided everyone just staying in my room. It gave me a lot of time to think. About the past few months and how quickly everything has gone down hill. I was miserable with a dislocated arm trying to hold together a band of people who hated me so that we could hunt down dangerous criminals all in the name of sidelining me. But I did have to admit that it was not just me who was having a diffuclt run off it. Sandcrown's family is collapsing around him and I am sure that Pendlehave and  Quinn have some sort of Skaa problems, a shortage of gruel maybe? I did miss the times I spent with Valette we had been friends for so long that I just expected her to be there regardless of what happened. Sure ocasioanlly we had spats when we were children but never anything as major as a few months ago…

After a few days Sandcrown came looking for me so I lent him a horse and told him to keep up his efforts wih house Rebou since that would keep him out of my way for a few days. He seemed quite eager at the prospect and rode off swiftly no doubt to a tender welcome. From the little he has told me he gained some insight into their house as Owandise is the last remaining Rebou her parents haviung died recently when her brother went rogue. Their house finances are sinking fast no matter how Owandise tries to keep them afloat. 

Meanwhile Shade and I arranged a few plans and put some wheels in motion. The obligators are looking into Lord Grey as are a number of the noble houses and I worry that one of the Obligators or at least someone within the Canton may be feeding information to the pirates how else could they know of Profeste's shipment. Luckily my cousin, Rayna is part of the organisation in the Canton of orthodoxy. She is devout to the Lord Ruler but the Obligators are not  sect that rewards charity, despite being a few years younger than myself  she is already showing grey hairs and her eyes are shadows.She has always been trusting and honourable I have to admit felt more than a pang of guilt in using her. I explaine dour investigations into the Ship of the pirates indidicated that it (like many others) was made in the Panassian ship yards before being sold to Profeste. Shortly after it disapeared bvut no claim was ever made for it's cargo.  This should at least start an investigation into those obligators who deal with accounts for Profeste, hopefully we can use that to flush them into the open.

Someone is planning to spring Bilg so the other thing we requested from Rayna is that my father would owe the canton a favour if they would allow us to rpelace the guards with those loyal to Panassian. After all we have the largest investment in shipping so the pirates a problem close to our families heart.Rayna agreed to petition the head obligator for this and with the deal sweetened by favours from house Panassian I am sure they will agree. Sandcrown has learned of a thieving crew, they call themselves something ridiculous like the "Spirit Leaves" and are led by Tressex. We believe they are the ones who are going to free him but with the crew disguised as Panassian guards we should be in a position to learn some very interesting information…

I feel like we are on the up our immediate problems at bay and I feel like we have a real chance to close in on the Pirates. I even managed to remain civil with  Darielle for the majority of a conversation. I went to her ostensibly to hear gossip but I as much wanted to spread some of my own. She threw a few choice slurs at me about it not being an achievement to get men to run away from me or how deressing it was that I was already past my "prime" and at first I kept my head , I knew she was just baiting me in. Eventually though I cracked and snapped back. She had clearly been waiting for me to step even the littlest bit out of line, immediately she lashed out at me with her allomancy calling to mind every belittling moment every shameful experience to crash down on me. I might have responded badly, my uncle certainlky thought so when he banished me to my room without supper like I was some little child. "Oh my Darielle would never be mean you ignorant wrecth," what a fool the fact I over turned a table and tea set on her was irrelevant.

But despite this I still feel more cheerful. I took Shade with me, thank the Lord Ruler for Shade I may have to give her a bonus or something one of these days, to a luncheon with Valette. Our reception was… chilly clearly time had not repaired the damage I had done to our friendship. I  apologised and for once I meant it it was not Valette's fault and I let my own anger get in the way. SHe warmed slightly to me then but what really helped ease things was me talking to her about Lord Grey, now Valette is fascinated by him. I have agreed to arrange a date between the two of them when House Panassian host the next ball. I know it's a risk but I do not want to carry on being friendless and miserable. I just now need to find a way to convince Quinn and ensure that his ruse is not found out. 

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