Gaspar
Established
The perfect butler.
Roleplay posts: 43 
Age: Appears 62, actually much older
Physical Description: The head of the servants of The Palace Des Ailes. Old but still strong this man is always impeccable dressed and groomed. With a clean shaven face, perfectly coiffed hair and a friendly smile.
Clothes and Equipment: What ever a gentleman might require.
Registered: Dec 7, 2015 16:47:15 GMT -8
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Post by Gaspar on Aug 17, 2016 19:49:25 GMT -8
"Your contact will find you shortly after your trial. Once you meet him you will invite him to serve as your body guard. The method by which he make contact will make this decision plausible. You will report to him and he in turn will report to me. He will give you the name Lyle Quistis, so you will know he is the right person."
Gaspar takes The Godmothers teacup and places it on the tray. He then makes the doily disappear to wherever he pulled it from. Picking up the tray he eyes her for a moment. Then he says in that same perfectly polite voice.
"You will be held until the king is ready to hold your trial. No preferential treatment will be given. So far as everyone else in this tower is concerned this conversation never happened. Do not think of betraying the king."
He doesn't make this a threat. Just a statement of fact. She knows what will happen if she does. The cartel may have been the largest criminal gang in Gauldin, but it couldn't stand against the entire kingdom. She couldn't stand against the entire kingdom. Gaspar left then. A few hours later a captain showed up and interrogated her. Mostly just confirming the events in the bakery. No implication that Sasha was part of the cartel. Indeed he acted like she was just a stupid noble who just tried to share fairy dust with the wrong person. After that she was lead to a bare bones cell and left to stew.
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Post by The Kingdom of Gauldin on Oct 26, 2016 19:03:31 GMT -8
The scout ship arrives from the Open field, the prisoner Daedalus aboard. The man is processed, given a prisoner uniform much to everyone's relief and tossed into a cell. For the moment he'd be left alone, until someone of sufficient rank become available to interrogate him. |
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Daedalus
Committed
Roleplay posts: 86
Age: Unknown - Appears to be in his 20's
Physical Description: The golden haired man is tall, standing at about 6 feet 2 inches. He appears to be built quite normally for a healthy and active adult human male. The only thing off about the man is his eyes, which are golden in color and glow faintly.
Clothes and Equipment: He wears clothes, usually. He doesn't really carry anything interesting with him, though.
Player's online availability : Fairly often
Registered: Oct 25, 2016 16:35:39 GMT -8
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Post by Daedalus on Oct 26, 2016 19:38:09 GMT -8
The cell was much less exciting than the flowery field he had been taken from. They had given him clothes at least, one of the words he had learned so far, the word for clothes. The guards seemed to mention that word a lot around him, and they had made sure to give him some quick enough once they got to The Bastille. The clothes made him not feel so cold, so all in all Blank did not mind wearing them.
After exploring the tiny cell he had been left in for a bit, Blank would sit in one of the corners. He would quickly grow bored in the small cell, and restless. He hoped something would happen soon, anything really. He would soon regret not running away when he had the chance.
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Post by The Kingdom of Gauldin on Oct 27, 2016 12:07:29 GMT -8
It would be several hours before someone finally comes to see Blank. It is a man of middling years, with a shaved head, hawk nose, and severe expression. He is in the black, military cute mages robes of the Anti-Magic Task Force. He eyes the young man in silence for several long moments. When he finally speaks his voice is not friendly, but not openly hostile.
"There was a large outpouring of magic in the field you were found in. Our scrying mages indicate you are the only living thing in that field after that outpouring. You are not a Gauldish national and you do not possess proper travel papers. Travel within Gauldin's borders without the proper paperwork is a crime punishable by six months in prison. Not to mention that practicing large-scale spatial manipulation magic, without proper identification papers is considered a hostile act against the crown. What is your name, and how do you respond to these charges?"
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Daedalus
Committed
Roleplay posts: 86
Age: Unknown - Appears to be in his 20's
Physical Description: The golden haired man is tall, standing at about 6 feet 2 inches. He appears to be built quite normally for a healthy and active adult human male. The only thing off about the man is his eyes, which are golden in color and glow faintly.
Clothes and Equipment: He wears clothes, usually. He doesn't really carry anything interesting with him, though.
Player's online availability : Fairly often
Registered: Oct 25, 2016 16:35:39 GMT -8
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Post by Daedalus on Oct 27, 2016 13:48:08 GMT -8
Blank would still be sitting in the corner several hours later, though he would be slumped against the wall, asleep. He seemed to be a light sleeper though as he woke up the instant the door opened, breaking the silence.
Blank would stare at the man, obviously interested in how he looked. He looked different from the others. Blank would hold the man's gaze with his own faintly glowing golden one for those long seconds before the man spoke.
Blank could tell the man wanted something from the inflection in his voice, the guards sounded quite similar when they asked him to do things. Still he could not very well understand what exactly the man wanted.
There were some familiar words in the man's speech but overall it was unfamiliar to Blank. Luckily, Blank already deciphered how to communicate this hinderance he had to them as it was something a couple of the guards noticed and mentioned before,
"I don't understand," he said, the words spoken slowly and in turn, as if Blank carefully pieced together the simple statement word by word.
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Post by The Kingdom of Gauldin on Oct 27, 2016 21:11:54 GMT -8
The man's speech is slow and staggered, to the mage this signaled that the man either didn't speak Gauldish or was slow. Either way his question is met with a glare and in clipped tones the man inquires.
"What part did you not understand?"
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Daedalus
Committed
Roleplay posts: 86
Age: Unknown - Appears to be in his 20's
Physical Description: The golden haired man is tall, standing at about 6 feet 2 inches. He appears to be built quite normally for a healthy and active adult human male. The only thing off about the man is his eyes, which are golden in color and glow faintly.
Clothes and Equipment: He wears clothes, usually. He doesn't really carry anything interesting with him, though.
Player's online availability : Fairly often
Registered: Oct 25, 2016 16:35:39 GMT -8
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Post by Daedalus on Oct 28, 2016 14:23:19 GMT -8
Blank frowned slightly, the language barrier clearly being an issue for him. He understood what the man asked him, however, so he would list out the words he did not quite get a grip on yet.
"I don't understand these words yet," Blank would begin listing off the words he didn't understand, counting them off on his fingers as he went along, he was able to pronounce each word perfectly after hearing it once, as he could perfectly recall any memory he had, "Scrying, Gauldish, national, travel, papers, crime, punishable, spatial, manipulation..." At this point Blank would run out of fingers to count on, which would cause him to pause for a moment before just starting a new count with one finger, "Hostile, name, crown, charges."
Blank finally finished his list, and now looked expectantly at the mage to clarify things. Blank figured this method would be much quicker than figuring out these words himself even though he had a good idea about a few of the words already.
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Post by The Kingdom of Gauldin on Oct 29, 2016 13:10:55 GMT -8
Blank is rewarded with a flat look and a heavy sigh. After a moment the mage rubs the bridge of his nose. Wondering how in the sky the blond man knew enough Gauldish to tell the mage he didn't understand, but not enough to know what any of the words meant. After a long moment the mage speaks again sound supremely irritated.
"Scrying, a form of divination magic used for long distance viewing. Gauldish, the possessive form of Gauldin. National, of or belonging to a nation. Travel, moving from one place to another. Paper, processed wood pulp you can write on. Crime, an act that violates a law. Punishable, subject to punishment. Spatial, of or relating to space. Manipulation, to control something. Hostile, with ill intent. Name, what something is referred to. Crown, the governing body of this country as well as headware. Charges, accusations brought against you pursuant to the violation of the law. Does that help monsieur?"
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Daedalus
Committed
Roleplay posts: 86
Age: Unknown - Appears to be in his 20's
Physical Description: The golden haired man is tall, standing at about 6 feet 2 inches. He appears to be built quite normally for a healthy and active adult human male. The only thing off about the man is his eyes, which are golden in color and glow faintly.
Clothes and Equipment: He wears clothes, usually. He doesn't really carry anything interesting with him, though.
Player's online availability : Fairly often
Registered: Oct 25, 2016 16:35:39 GMT -8
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Post by Daedalus on Oct 30, 2016 11:29:21 GMT -8
Blank would nod thoughtfully as he listened to the mage's explanations, the definitions helped him immensely in understanding things, as it turned out. Even though some of the words in the definitions were unknown to him at first, he was able to figure out their meanings using context clues easily enough. As for why Blank could say some simple things such as indicating he didn't understand in Gauldish, while not understanding other certain things it was quite simple really. He had already developed a solid foundation of Gauldish, figuring out how the language's grammar worked as well as learning quite a few of the simple words already. For now, it was only a matter of expanding his vocabulary.
"Yes, that helps quite a bit, actually," Blank said, somewhat more confident in his words now. Understanding what the man previously said before, Blank found himself to be in quite a bad situation. Hopefully, he could explain himself well enough, though he honestly didn't have much to work with.
"Ok well... I will begin with your original question. I do not have a name, as you call it, as far as I am aware. As for how I respond to the charges, I would say I am clearly guilty and there's no way I can prove otherwise. I would, however, argue that I should be absolved as I was not aware of these laws at the time I committed these crimes, and that I also did not act in a hostile manner. Along with this I do not remember casting this spatial manipulation magic myself."
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Post by The Kingdom of Gauldin on Oct 30, 2016 18:04:40 GMT -8
"Ignorance of the law does not provide an exemption from it monsieur." The mage replies without inflection. "If we accepted ignorance as an excuse we'd have fewer criminals in cells, but far more on the street. I also find it hard to credit that you cast such powerful magic without understanding it. Your story is not adding up. You claim that you do not know how you found your way into that field, but the magic that brought you there takes much skill and power. You acted as though you did not know our language, but you are speaking it fluently now. What is your game monsieur?"
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Daedalus
Committed
Roleplay posts: 86
Age: Unknown - Appears to be in his 20's
Physical Description: The golden haired man is tall, standing at about 6 feet 2 inches. He appears to be built quite normally for a healthy and active adult human male. The only thing off about the man is his eyes, which are golden in color and glow faintly.
Clothes and Equipment: He wears clothes, usually. He doesn't really carry anything interesting with him, though.
Player's online availability : Fairly often
Registered: Oct 25, 2016 16:35:39 GMT -8
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Post by Daedalus on Oct 30, 2016 19:33:11 GMT -8
"I don't remember casting any magic though, only waking up in a flowery field. It is possible someone else cast the spell as well, because I do not think I am capable of casting such magic."
Blank would frown slightly at the mage's comment about him speaking fluently, this confused him, "Well, I did not speak any Gauldish previously, but I have been able to start figuring it out quite well. It was somewhat harder in the beginning but as I learn more things become easier."
Blank had not missed a single word since he first met the Gauldinians, listening to every single syllable and remembering it even if he did not understand what they meant. This allowed him to constantly check back in his memory and make connections between things and figure out the meaning of these memorized yet not understood words through assessing many things in their speech patterns in association with words he already knew.
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Post by The Kingdom of Gauldin on Oct 31, 2016 16:07:44 GMT -8
"You expect me to believe that you have picked up Gauldish in the course of an afternoon?" The commandant gives Blank a flat look. "What is the expression? Why don't you pull the other one?" The mage crosses his arms and then continues. "Can you offer some kind of proof of what you are saying monsieur. I will admit since you were found naked your story has some credibility, but we will need more than that to convince us you were a victim. You are claiming you can learn a new language in a few hours? I set you this challenge then. Do you speak the common tongue?"
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Daedalus
Committed
Roleplay posts: 86
Age: Unknown - Appears to be in his 20's
Physical Description: The golden haired man is tall, standing at about 6 feet 2 inches. He appears to be built quite normally for a healthy and active adult human male. The only thing off about the man is his eyes, which are golden in color and glow faintly.
Clothes and Equipment: He wears clothes, usually. He doesn't really carry anything interesting with him, though.
Player's online availability : Fairly often
Registered: Oct 25, 2016 16:35:39 GMT -8
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Post by Daedalus on Oct 31, 2016 18:50:28 GMT -8
Blank tilted his head slightly in confusion, he didn't know the saying. Still he listened to the mage intently, it seemed he would have a chance to prove himself.
"I do not know the common language, only Gauldish so far. So I can try to learn that I guess," Blank smiled, perhaps this would be his chance to prove he was innocent. Hopefully, the common language wouldn't be too hard.
"So how will we go about this?"
He wondered if they would have people speak in common in front of him or something similar.
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Post by The Kingdom of Gauldin on Nov 1, 2016 17:43:43 GMT -8
The mage-crafted a spell to verify the truth of what Blank said. His logic being thus: If Blank was sufficiently powerful to hide his true intent with magic or suggestion, he could fool divination magic under normal circumstances. But something minor like the knowledge of a language wouldn't be covered under whatever mental defenses the man might have. Somewhat sure that Blank was telling the truth the mage left. A few moments later another person entered and spent an hour talking with Blank in the common tongue to see what if anything the results would be.
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Daedalus
Committed
Roleplay posts: 86
Age: Unknown - Appears to be in his 20's
Physical Description: The golden haired man is tall, standing at about 6 feet 2 inches. He appears to be built quite normally for a healthy and active adult human male. The only thing off about the man is his eyes, which are golden in color and glow faintly.
Clothes and Equipment: He wears clothes, usually. He doesn't really carry anything interesting with him, though.
Player's online availability : Fairly often
Registered: Oct 25, 2016 16:35:39 GMT -8
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Post by Daedalus on Nov 1, 2016 22:03:48 GMT -8
Blank would mostly listen for about the first fifteen minutes to the man speaking common, but soon he would start to understand more. The whole process of learning the common language would also be quite a bit faster, given that Blank already had Gauldish as a reference he could use in learning the common language. Even if neither language were similar at all it helped to understand the concept of a language at least. As it turned out though, there were a lot of parallels to draw between Gauldish and the Common Language.
An hour later, Blank would be able to speak the common language fluently, even if his vocabulary was somewhat lacking still.
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Post by The Kingdom of Gauldin on Nov 2, 2016 19:10:45 GMT -8
Once the mage returns he eyes Blank speculatively. "Well, unless you have a way to fool divination magic through those shackles, which I can't rule out, it seems as though you were telling the truth. Learning a language in an hour, I've never heard of such a thing without magic." The mage rubs his chin and considers Blank. "That still leaves the question of what to do with you. I will drop the hostile magic charges, but you still entered Gauldin without proper travel papers and without reporting to the proper authorities. At minimum that is a three-month sentence."
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Daedalus
Committed
Roleplay posts: 86
Age: Unknown - Appears to be in his 20's
Physical Description: The golden haired man is tall, standing at about 6 feet 2 inches. He appears to be built quite normally for a healthy and active adult human male. The only thing off about the man is his eyes, which are golden in color and glow faintly.
Clothes and Equipment: He wears clothes, usually. He doesn't really carry anything interesting with him, though.
Player's online availability : Fairly often
Registered: Oct 25, 2016 16:35:39 GMT -8
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Post by Daedalus on Nov 2, 2016 21:07:44 GMT -8
Blank would seem to perk up once he heard they would be dropping the hostile magic charges, but then would look a bit disappointed he might still be stuck in this place for three months. The news sure did leave a bittersweet taste.
"Is there perhaps anything I could do to lessen the length of my sentence?" Blank offered. Maybe there was a way, and if there was it didn't hurt to at least try, he figured.
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Post by The Kingdom of Gauldin on Nov 4, 2016 9:25:20 GMT -8
"The sentence can be mitigated to a fine, but you do not seem to have any coin monsieur." The mage rubs his chin considering the man. "There is also the potential of working off your sentence. If you do a week of hard labour, I will forget about imprisoning you. In all honesty, if you are telling the truth I would rather just let you go. But I am not certain you are and beyond which as I said ignorance of the law is not an excuse for breaking it. So this is the compromise the bare minimum sentence under Gauldish law."
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Daedalus
Committed
Roleplay posts: 86
Age: Unknown - Appears to be in his 20's
Physical Description: The golden haired man is tall, standing at about 6 feet 2 inches. He appears to be built quite normally for a healthy and active adult human male. The only thing off about the man is his eyes, which are golden in color and glow faintly.
Clothes and Equipment: He wears clothes, usually. He doesn't really carry anything interesting with him, though.
Player's online availability : Fairly often
Registered: Oct 25, 2016 16:35:39 GMT -8
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Post by Daedalus on Nov 4, 2016 15:41:19 GMT -8
"I will do that then," Blank said immediately. Hard labor for a week seemed much better to him than sitting around doing nothing for three months.
"So how do I start?"
Blank seemed to be in a much better mood now that he had to opportunity to lessen his sentence.
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Post by The Kingdom of Gauldin on Nov 6, 2016 17:15:12 GMT -8
"Follow me." The mage motions and leads Blank out of the cell. The next week Blank is sent to a farm and forced to work the fields. The days are long and the work back-breaking, but he is fed and looked after. At the end of the week, he is issued a set of travel papers, given some plain but sturdy clothing, and even some travel rations. Blank is dropped off on the mainland after his out processing is finished and the mage that sentenced him gives the young man some parting words. "If you follow that road it will take to Travere, that one will take you to Bayonne. Traver is our capital, Bayonne our main port either place will serve you well on your travels, stay safe my young friend. You have an exceptional mind, I expect to hear great things about you one day." With that the mage heads back to the Bastille.
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