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This was taken from Scene 7 of the main story, where we head back to Bellson for a bit to expand Miranda's story as one of the POV characters. Back in the day, brawling and roughhousing was fairly common, especially in watering holes. This scene introduces some new characters as well as a fight outside a tavern. Hilda smashes a man through the door and threatens to split his skull with that nice, shiny poleaxe she's holding. Hilda is not impressed with the odds. Four on two is hardly a challenge. Level 3 grunts are no match for our named characters. A pounding ensues. If this was a DnD campaign, we'd loot the bodies...
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[COR-FB 3]The Emporium's Delivery Service
CelesAurivern posted a topic in Brethren of the Brick Seas
Of course, how could any self respecting emporium be without it's own delivery service? I threw together some loose parts for the wagon in Scene 3 It sorta ended up minifig scale as I wanted to stack lots and lots of barrels in it, so I couldn't really fit it into the scene (It's bigger than the ship :p) The side railings are just loosely propped up by claw clips as I wanted to show the strain of the barrels making it "burst" at the seams. And we can't have a 10 yr-old whipping a horse, so there's that apple as an incentive :) -
[COR-FB] Miranda's Emporium of Many Wares
CelesAurivern posted a topic in Brethren of the Brick Seas
"Welcome to the Emporium of Many Wares!" My name is Miranda and I'm the proprietress of this humble little trade house by the port of Bellson, Corrington. Our motto is "if it exists on the market, we can get it for you". Our business has only been steadily improving since we embarked on this enterprise five years ago. Other rival tradesman, jealous of our success, often assert that we fence black market goods. All lies and absolutely slander, of course. The nerve of these people! I pay them no heed at this moment, but some day... The reality is that much of the success is owed to the generosity and influence of my kind benefactor, Lord Whitegate. My mother worked as a maidservant in the Whitegate Estate for as long as I could remember. His lordship treated us very well; much better than the average servant, if you asked me. And through that grace, I had the privilege to have received an education, alongside his youngest son, Leonard, who is two years younger than myself. We practically grew up together. When my mother passed on from consumption, five years back, his lordship offered me an opportunity to strike it out on my own. He provided me with the capital and the contacts necessary and well, here we are today. Welcome to the Emporium! And what can we get for you this fine day, good sir? Perhaps we could interest you in some fine tools, both sharp and blunt? Vinegar, you say? Yes, we have some stock in the back. You've brought your own bottle then?