drehnifusbahi: (*concerned look*)
Vanyel Greyjoy (The Dragonborn) ([personal profile] drehnifusbahi) wrote in [community profile] nexus_crossings2016-10-10 09:33 pm

Because Heroics Don't Have to Be Big and Loud and Dramatic

Here's a face that hasn't been seen around the Nexus in quite some time - since the mass de-aging event, in fact. But that's long since passed, and the Dragonborn is back to his usual self, if a little more warmly dressed in deference to the autumn chill. (Armor without true sleeves is perfectly fine for Snow Elves, not so much for southborn Imperials.)

He's currently seated at a Convenient Nexus Table&trade, on which he's set up his alchemy equipment. There's a satchel full of ingredients on the bench-like seat beside him, which he dips into every now and again, grinding and blending and decanting in fluid, repetitive movements. He works steadily for a while, by all appearances absorbed in his task, churning out potions to cure disease, along with more general healing potions.

After a certain point, though, he sits back, idly rubbing feeling back into hands that are starting to cramp. "I can't promise they'll be entirely effective against diseases that aren't actually of Tamriel," he says, addressing the Plaza at large, "But I've potions of Healing and Cure Disease, for any who need them, and also a healing spell I could try."

[So, as stated, Van's brewed up some healing potions and is also willing to make with the Healing Hands for anyone who spoke to -or just got too close to- Rotund'jere. But it'd be a little boring if he could just fix it all in one go, right? So to make this a little more interesting, and avoid god-modding on my part, I figured we could let the RNG decide how effective his attempts are or aren't on a scale of 1-10, with 10 being 100% healed and 1 being a complete failure.]
deathpulse: (SICKEN AND DIE)

[personal profile] deathpulse 2016-10-11 07:36 pm (UTC)(link)
Rotund'jere watches the drinking with vague...disgust? Unease? It's not a terribly pleased expression like he'd been wearing when he pulled that arm-touching business. Maybe he's just worried the guy's going to poison himself right in front of him.

"Oh, bravo!" The results still illicit a smile and a polite, brief clap. "I can barely mix a decent drink on the best of days. Or nights." Was that a wink? "And here you are, whipping up healing potions like it was nothing! I'm very impressed."

Vanyel might be thankful (or bewildered?) to feel that strangely chilling aura withdrawing ebbing. Maybe it's his potion working its magic! Maybe it was just a bad crossbreeze earlier.

"Lucky for you, I'm a man of my word. If I said 100 coins, I shall pay a 100 coins." Necrophos pulls a richly embroidered purse from his sash, pulling the ties and beginning to count out the gold on the table.
deathpulse: (NO MALINGERING)

[personal profile] deathpulse 2016-10-11 08:19 pm (UTC)(link)
What the heck kinda wheat are they growing in Tamriel.

The priest does indeed seem to have a surplus of money; he's counted out several hundred in denomination now for all the bottles. And he still has plenty left over by the time he cinches the purse closed again. "While not a hundred actual coins, per se, I assure you they're worth that much back where I come from. I'm not in the habit to cheat handsome merchants, especially if I hope to do returning business."

Though Rotund'jere pauses, tapping a long finger against one cheek. "Are you terribly familiar with this place, by the way? Been here long? I'm a fresh arrival myself and now I worry I won't know my way around as best to help others." Where is he going with this.
deathpulse: (OF COURSE)

[personal profile] deathpulse 2016-10-11 08:45 pm (UTC)(link)
"Maybe all the more reason to have a look about together? I'm sure your table and belongings will be fine for just a short walk." Is there an anti-theft field? Here's hoping. Protect the wheat!

"If nothing else, there's a lovely place down the way that serves a marvelous mulled wine. Quite nice with the growing cold."
auspex_caelo: (Listening)

[personal profile] auspex_caelo 2016-10-11 11:49 pm (UTC)(link)
It's fortunate for some that the nearest thing to an anti-theft field is headed towards the new stall. Stratos only intends a friendly check in, of course. Happening to spoil someone's fun along the way is merely his natural gift.

Either way, there's a Legion officer strolling over to inspect your new commercial enterprise, Vanyel. He nods politely to both Dragonborn and customer; he may be gauging their interaction before interrupting, but he does have the air of expecting due attention...
auspex_caelo: (Listening)

[personal profile] auspex_caelo 2016-10-12 12:34 am (UTC)(link)
Relieved, hm? That's... not an unusual reaction, from fellow legionnaires or nobles hoping he'll take a problem off their hands. Stratos's eyebrows rise for a just a moment, but he smoothes his expression before he takes another glance at the robed... mage? High priest? Vanyel was serving previously.

"And to you. It's been a while since we last spoke; I'm glad to see you looking more yourself." Last time, after all, Stratos was rather shorter. "This is a new side-venture, I take it?"
auspex_caelo: (Listening)

[personal profile] auspex_caelo 2016-10-12 09:06 pm (UTC)(link)
"Quite." Stratos smiles a moment. He does approve of those willing to take responsibility and act to help the people around them. Even (and especially) in smaller, less glorified ways. The means matters less to him than he claims.

Further comment is put on hold though, as he pauses at Vanyel's latter words. He gives a distinctly puzzled look after the departing... well. "Monk? Are you sure?"

That's a... very ostentatious monk.
auspex_caelo: (Explaining)

[personal profile] auspex_caelo 2016-10-13 10:09 pm (UTC)(link)
"Would that I could say the same," he notes quietly, mouth twitching in a little grimace. Not that every well-provided-for priest or priestess he's met got that way illicitly, or even by breaking their own tenets. But that level of wealth certainly hints at some power and connections that, in the tribune's particular experience, say nothing good.

There's also the sharp look he gives Vanyel at that title. Looks like he likes the sound of that no better than the Dragonborn does.

"Interesting name. He certainly leaves an impression," he says, then - and he doesn't look like he's teasing, "Was he a pleasant customer?"
auspex_caelo: (Explaining)

[personal profile] auspex_caelo 2016-10-15 03:09 pm (UTC)(link)
For his part, dealing with magical threats is Stratos' primary responsibility... and this isn't Skyrim, but it's literally on the doorstep. If a dangerous mage wants to settle down here, the tribune may not be able to actually drive him off. He's going to have to step up his efforts to keep an eye on the place... and figure out what influence he can exert.

"I see." No more polite little evasions. When someone brings a concern to him - deliberately asking for help or not - he takes it seriously. "Perhaps we should keep an eye on him. I would be interested in hearing of it, should you have any more encounters with the man." He can hardly order Vanyel to report anything; it's more of a quiet invitation, to speak with him if the Dragonborn finds any more cause for concern.

Besides, even if the 'Necrophos' isn't up to anything shady at all, Stratos needs to start keeping better track of significant persons in the Nexus. Which includes Vanyel himself, for that matter.
auspex_caelo: (Harried)

[personal profile] auspex_caelo 2016-10-17 10:38 pm (UTC)(link)
That has the tribune's eyebrows aiming at the skies. He's not going to doubt Vanyel directly, but... he wishes he could be more skeptical.

"That's no minor concern, Stendarr knows. The last thing we need is some new Thrassian plague... How do you feel now?"
auspex_caelo: (Explaining)

[personal profile] auspex_caelo 2016-10-18 09:42 pm (UTC)(link)
Stratos nods, eyes flicking over Vanyel's work-in-progress with an experienced eye. "It's some comfort that we have the means to foil his power. Nevertheless, I would advise you continue taking precautions - some sicknesses have a way of recurring. I may be interested in knowing precisely what type of danger it poses, but I have no desire to see it run its course. In the meantime, should you run short of supplies... we seem to have a curious abundance of vampire dust in stores lately."

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deathpulse: (OF COURSE)

[personal profile] deathpulse 2016-10-12 12:10 am (UTC)(link)
Felix if you cockblock this I swear to god(s).

"But? Oh come now, life's too short for 'buts'. I'd simply like to hear a bit more about you and what you do! A name would be nice as well, all things considered." Eyebrows raised expectantly.
deathpulse: (NO MALINGERING)

[personal profile] deathpulse 2016-10-12 01:06 am (UTC)(link)
Well, he's been playing this game long enough that he's not going to get upset. Instead, he takes up a satchel (sorry, Vanyel, he's borrowing this) and packs up the health potions he'd purchased. "Oh yes, don't let me keep you if you've more business to run. An industrious man is always an attractive quality." Lay it on thick, even when things are coming to a close.

"Should you wish to find me, simply ask around for Rotund'jere, the Necrophos. I'm sure I'll turn up, especially if I hear your name in turn. Until then..." Another knowing smile as he turns and swishes away, his scythe tapping with his steps. Now, where's a good place to destroy and/or dump out these potions...