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Post by Admin on Jan 15, 2021 4:30:02 GMT
None of the crew have anything new to report. Ugarte is still recovering from his imprisonment, Yvonne and crew are still making plans for the return to Kasaba.
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Post by Hammett on Jan 21, 2021 4:57:15 GMT
After getting the report Hammett tells them all to get ready for Wormwood's reopening tonight if they want to go, and then has Conrad go and oversee the final details and make sure they are up to his standards.
Word was also going out around town, and all the towns with access, that the club would be reopening tonight.
Hammett then rested a while, then got up and got ready for the night. About an hour before opening, back in his white jacket tux, he takes himself and Pinky through to Wormwood's and settles in.
It might take a few days, or even weeks before word fully got around, but hopefully all his old sources that were still in the business, would start showing up again. Hopefully Martin would as well and save Hammett anymore hassles. It was his destiny after all to eventually end up here.
He signaled a waitress to bring him a drink and waited to see how the night went.
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Post by Admin on Jan 26, 2021 7:08:07 GMT
#s://i~ibb~co/0BZjR5D/femme-fatal-1~png The first night starts slow for Hammett and the staff. For hours all that is heard is the buffing and rebuffing of the glassware by the bartenders and Pinky tapping her heel to the time of one of the hot jazz numbers she picked up in the glory days of Wormwoods. "Bada dee bapa bapa deedy deedy pa," she hums off-key and rhythm. At long last, a few people begin to show: a couple looking for a night on the town, another very young couple dressed in renaissance clothing and looking about the place scared out of their wits, the boy to obviously concealing a vial of poison in his vest, the girl a knife. A group of chavs on a hen-party, a lone tall strongly built man with a well-ingrained tan and shortcut salt-and-pepper hair wearing tan slacks and a grey sportcoat. A short but very long-limbed ape-like man comes in wearing a sleeveless tuxedo; he jumps up to the rafters and makes himself at home reaching down to drop off a few coins and receive a tankard of pilsner in return. Others also come in many of whom are dressed in the common way of Golden Circle realms other sport more outrageous garb. During breaks in the bad's performance, Pinky joins in with caterwauling versions of Take the A-Train, Chatanooga Choo-Choo, and Sentimental Journey eliciting mostly groans from the crowd other than the ape-man who swings from the chandelier and tries to join in. An then, by some stroke of bad luck, two people walk into the room through different doors. One is the spitting image of long-dead Deirdre dressed to fit in with the early 20's vibe of the place but still in black accented with silver. She looks about then chooses a table for herself in a corner. From the other door comes Hammett's never met cousin Edmund. He looks his usual (from what Hamm has heard) woodsman's clothes but he has apparently spent some time trying to clean it up and he has wrapped a blue tie around his neck.
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Post by Hammett on Jan 26, 2021 21:30:10 GMT
“Interesting.” Hammett thinks to himself, he was always told Deirdre died in the war, unless this was a shadow of her, which was also fascinating. He knew that shadow versions of everyone existed but he had never ran into one before. Too bad he had never met the real Deirdre, it would be interesting to see how similar they were.
As for Edmond, well, he was glad news of Wormwood’s had reached some of the family so quickly, especially if it was one of the many cousins he hadn’t met before.
Hammett signaled Conrad to come over and tells him to make sure Edmond received a complimentary glass of the reserved whisky, the bottles of which Hammett kept aside only for his personal use and special guests. He also tells Conrad to keep Pinky in check. Hammett liked having her around, but not enough to put up with her singing.
Hammett let’s everyone settle in for a bit longer, then gets up and descends from the VIP area and begins making the rounds. Stopping by at guest’s tables, thanking them for coming and making sure everything is alright. He assures the young renaissance couple that everything will be alright as family feuds are not allowed in his place, and to just relax and enjoy themselves. Whole new worlds were now open to them. He stops by the hen party and invites them to try their luck in the casino between the band's sets. Everyone was going to be pretty lucky in the casino tonight, Hammett made sure of that. He checked up on the tall man in the sports coat and some of the rest of the clientele, but if no one presses him with any interesting conversations or requests his path will eventually take him to Edmond’s table. Deirdre, he left alone for now in the shadowy corner table, waiting to see if she was going to be joined by anyone, but he did make sure she was also served a complimentary drink from the owner.
Hammett smiles at Edmond, "Welcome to Wormwood's, cousin, and thank you for coming. I'm Hammett and I am glad we finally have a chance to meet." He offers out his hand and also motions to the waiter for another round of drinks.
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Post by Admin on Jan 31, 2021 7:27:45 GMT
#s://i~ibb~co/18nVMHw/edmund~png "Hammett?" Edmund asks in some confusion while looking about the room. After a moment spent looking at Deirdre he gets a gleam of light in his eyes. "Oh yeah, Hammett. Right. I remember hearing some talk about you from my dad.
"What's this all about?" he asks, waving a hand about the place. "And how did I get here?"Hammett notices the pair of hatchets Edmund usually carries are strapped to his sides beneath his coat. Fortunately, his great horse Pinewer, a mirror image to his father's Morgenstern, has not come with him into Wormwood's.
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Post by Hammett on Jan 31, 2021 10:00:01 GMT
"My dear cousin, this is Wormwood's, my club. Everyone comes to Wormwood's. It is a place to relax, listen to music and try your luck at the tables, or maybe discuss business with the other guests. It is neutral territory in the infinite shadows," He makes a slight motions to the hatchets, "As I frown on violence in my place." He hopes Edmond takes the hint.
"As to why you are here, only you can answer that. You must have had a reason to enter through one of the doors. Maybe you were looking for someone... Or following someone?"
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Post by Admin on Feb 4, 2021 5:11:01 GMT
#s://i~ibb~co/18nVMHw/edmund~png "Mysterious magic door suddenly appears on the wall in front of me. How could I not walk through and why wouldn't I bring a bit of assurance against a trap. How would I get out of here? How much do the drinks cost? Answer the second question first."He hitches a thumb towards Pinkey. "Ya called that singin'? Let's hope you earn enough in this racket to pay for her vocal lessons."
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Post by Hammett on Feb 4, 2021 7:24:54 GMT
"For family, and in honor of our recent re-opening, the drinks are on the house tonight. As for leaving, when you are ready, just exit through the door you entered from, and you should be right back where you were, and where was that exactly?"
Hammett didn't bother to answer the part about Pinky's singing, he utterly agreed with his cousin, but it still irked him that the man was so boorish as to bring it up.
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Post by Admin on Feb 5, 2021 6:59:34 GMT
#s://i~ibb~co/18nVMHw/edmund~png Hammett had barely finished in his words to Edmund when the man yells out: "Hey, over here! Three fingers of whiskey with an egg cracked into it!"He sits at a table and kicks a chair out to Hammett. "Take a load off.
"I was in Kashfa having a look around when the door materialized across the square from the Temple of the Unicorn. That place can get quite busy - you'll be getting some good business from there. But I don't see anyone else dressed like a Kashfan in here." he observes while looking about.
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Post by Hammett on Feb 6, 2021 3:18:30 GMT
Hammett signals the bar for a drink for himself as he sits down.
“It’s only our first night reopening, after the unfortunate events in Kasaba. It will take time for the word to get around, especially amongst people that have never been to the original location. Which I expect is a lot of the residents of Kashfa.”
Their drinks arrive and Hammett “clinks” his glass against Edmonds, “What is the word around Kashfa these days? Are they readying for war, like Begma? And did you visit with any of our extended family there? I have business taking me there soon and would like to know what to expect.”
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Post by Admin on Feb 15, 2021 6:15:39 GMT
#s://i~ibb~co/18nVMHw/edmund~png "There's talk of war and some preparations; they seem to think Begma is mobilizing to seize Ereginor then push into Jidrash. Some think it is a ploy to force a more official, legal marriage between Rinaldo and Coral or Nayda, and others say it's a full-on coup with one of the sisters ending up ruling the place.
"I didn't see any of 'em. The King was out of town; no one knows where, Coral is still missing, and Nayda wasn't taking visitors. I could have forced the issue, but before I could do so, I saw your door..." He finishes his drink and calls for another. "So the doors of this place lead to other shadows? Handy, but it must take a lot of effort to keep the power balanced."
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Post by Hammett on Feb 15, 2021 10:13:15 GMT
"Well, if everything works the way it should, you'll always end up back where you entered when you leave, so it is more an issue of cataloguing then power or balance. And the doors themselves are little more then trump sketches given a bit of animation, and sketches are the first thing anyone studying trumps learns. But yes, the power to run the whole operation is considerable, but then there are lots of power sources out in shadow if you know where to look or are lucky. This was always a goal of mine, even when running the original Wormwood's, but the unfortunate events in that shadow forced me to alter my plans. For now at least. Once we get that shadow liberated from the those who threaten Amber, I'll have to decide what to do next."
He finishes his drink and signals for another round for them both, "And what of you? I would have thought your father would have summoned you back to the castle to help with the planning and defense of the realm? When I was last there, right after Gerard's death and then the explosion that killed King Random, that seemed to be the way the winds were blowing."
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Post by Admin on Feb 16, 2021 5:02:02 GMT
#s://i~ibb~co/18nVMHw/edmund~png Edmund gives Hammett a level, cold stare. "Best not pry into subjects which are no concern of yours. If anyone wanted you to know about my business they'd have told you by now.
"What about you? Didn't Benedict give you a job or doesn't he believe your story about Random's death?"
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Post by Hammett on Feb 16, 2021 14:46:24 GMT
Hammett doesn't even acknowledge the sudden change in tone, and keeps up his usual casual charm, “Well, I’d hope the safety of the realm was of all our concern. And I am on the job, a few of them in fact, it is just my talents are currently better lent to gathering information from sources that don’t make their way to the castle halls, rather then wielding a sword or commanding a ship.”
Hammett takes a sip of his drink, “For example, who would have imagined that our dear, supposedly departed, aunt Deirdre, or someone pretending to be her, would be out wondering shadows? This is the sort of information that those back at the castle might find of interest. I, myself, am intrigued to find out the story there.”
Hammett keeps an eye Edmond's expression, to see if there is any unusual reaction, he still found it slightly suspicious that both of them showed up at almost the same time.
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Post by Admin on Feb 21, 2021 5:23:27 GMT
#s://i~ibb~co/18nVMHw/edmund~png Edmund's expression does not change. "She's dead and everyone knows it. Shadows of ourselves are always wandering here and there. Maybe this construction of yours touched upon something she was involved with before her dive."He makes gestures with his hand of someone stepping to the edge of a cliff then falling off. "I wouldn't gt too worked up about it unless she skips out on her tab. Looks like she's getting ready to leave with that guy."If Hammett looks over he can she Deirdre chatting with one of the men who arrived earlier in the evening.
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