Geometric Archipelago:Gangs of Octagon Island/Chapter 20
Chapter Twenty: Information, Acquired!
<mainstreet> ---BEGIN SESSION---
<mainstreet> The sun rises... and is well up in the sky before you all wake up. That's what happens when you stay up late, you know.
<Capn_Ascii> "Bleargh." Ascii sits up in bed, groaning like a zombie. Between his pale skin, unkept hair, and unfocused eyes, he kind of looks like one, too.
<Capn_Ascii> "Morning already? Crap."
Kanzel wanders out of the bathroom. "Actually, it's almost afternoon."
Capn_Ascii blinks. "...afternoon already? Crap."
Brellius slowly stirs and grumbles. "Why can't we just sleep in until it's night again?"
Capn_Ascii stands up from beneath the covers, exposing everyone to his rugged, manly, scar-covered body. "Alright, Kan, what all did you get away with last night?"
Kanzel tosses him the ledger and the figurine.
<Kanzel> "Maybe you'll have more luck with those than I did."
Kanzel reaches into her bag "Oh, and here." She tosses them 670 PP each
<Capn_Ascii> "Alright, let's see." Ascii tries to have his way with the book and the figure.
<Capn_Ascii> Without even looking up from the book, he holds out his left hand, opens the pouch on his belt, and lets the stacks of money fall into it.
<mainstreet> Ascii: You notice that it's a good record of the Church of Hextor's account at the Bank of Octagon. Hmmm... Verpad seems to be a bit low on bank funds... he's spent a lot of cash on "security" and "maintenance". Most recently, yesterday, the last lines, he made two large withdrawls with the notations "theft insurance" and "item replacement".
<Capn_Ascii> Ascii grins. "Hey, Kanzel, looks like Verpad's running scared!" He points at the last entries. "He took out theft insurance after your little visit the other day."
Kanzel chuckles. "He'll need it."
<Capn_Ascii> Ascii shakes his head. "No, he won't, because we're done stealing his crappy temple stuff. We're going for the big enchilada."
<Brellius> "We're going to steal from a restaurant next?"
<Capn_Ascii> "No. We're going to steal directly from their bank account."
<Capn_Ascii> "We break into the bank, find their deposit box in the vault, and drain them dry. Last I heard, banks aren't federally insured in this day and age, so they'll hopefully be SOL."
<Kanzel> "You don't think the bank would have people watching for disguises or the like?
<Capn_Ascii> "Are you saying you can't out-disguise a bunch of bank guards?"
<Kanzel> "I'm just saying I don't liook like an older male elf."
<Kanzel> "Hm.. Let me see that."
<Capn_Ascii> "Pfft. Fine, see if you can do any better."
Kanzel grabs it and tries to actually glean detailed information from it.
<mainstreet> Kanzel: It's a ledger! Ooooh, shiny!
Kanzel sighs and hands it to Brellius. "Here. You try."
<mainstreet> Brellius: Did I say shiny? Actually, it's pretty dull.
<Brellius> "Hmmm, no idea what this is all about...but I'll memorize it anyway."
<mainstreet> Brellius: Memorized the... whatever thing.
<Kanzel> "Whoat about that figurine? Any ideas?"
<mainstreet> Ascii: The figurine is... a horrendous blight on the history of artwork!
<Capn_Ascii> ("Most modern art is.")
<Capn_Ascii> "What the hell *is* it?"
<Brellius> "A monument to the futility of vanity?"
<Capn_Ascii> "Hmm. Alright, first thing, we case the bank. Hopefully learn a bit about who we're stealing from. If we're lucky, we might learn something helpful. I also want to ask abou tthis "insurance" stuff."
<Capn_Ascii> "Kanzel, are you alright with going in solo with a disguise?"
<Capn_Ascii> "I have a potential idea, but it requires me not being seen by the bank staff ahead of time."
Kanzel shrugs. "Couldn't hurt."
<Kanzel> "Bre, if you want a ring, best to get it on the way."
<Capn_Ascii> "Alright, let's motor."
<Brellius> "I should go get that ring of communication for myself. I'll catch up."
<Capn_Ascii> "We have to go wiht you, Brell, the rings have to be tweaked to match."
<Capn_Ascii> "We can stop on the way, no problem."
Brellius shrugs. "Either way. Let's go."
Capn_Ascii leads the way.
<mainstreet> You find yourselves outside an ordinary magicwares shop. "Tom's Magical Items -- Free gift for every customer!"
<Capn_Ascii> "Alright, have at it."
Brellius walks inside while retrieving the necessary funds. "Hello, I'd like a ring of communication."
<mainstreet> The man behind the counter -- presumably Tom -- nods. He reaches under the counter and grabs one. "Here you go. That'll be 2000 gold."
Brellius hands over the gold and takes the ring. "Thanks. The sign outside mentioned a free gift. What kind?"
<mainstreet> Tom nods and smiles. "Ah, yes, the gift..." Tom walks back to a shelf, grabs something, and returns with a metal canteen. "TOM'S MAGICAL ITEMS" is printed on the side. "A simple canteen, for as much water as you want."
<Brellius> "That should come in handy," Brellius takes the canteen and starts walking out of the store. "That's all I need for today."
<mainstreet> "Come back soon!"
Brellius returns to the others. "The ring came with this canteen."
<Capn_Ascii> "What's it do?"
<Brellius> "I think it makes water."
<Capn_Ascii> "Well, geez, I can do that."
<Capn_Ascii> "Ah, well. Free canteen is free. Let's go, I want to hit the bank soon."
<Brellius> "Think of it as a labor-saving device, then."
<Brellius> "But yeah, there's more important, and more profitable stuff to do."
<Kanzel> "You guys think this will work?"
<Brellius> "What could possibly go wrong?"
<Kanzel> "Knowing our luck? the building will collapse."
<Capn_Ascii> "Alright, look. Just put on a disguise and go in there and scope the place out. Ask a teller about theft insurance...say you're thinking about opening an account and are thinking about how safe your money will be. Find out if they offer it or if it's done by a third party insurer."
Kanzel sighs heavily. "Always with the heavy lifting." she changes her duisguise to long black hair, and changes her appearance to make it look like she's twenty years older. She also changes her clothes and hides her weapons with the disguise.
<Capn_Ascii> "Hey, you knew what this job was when you took it."
Kanzel holds her ring out . "Who reads the fine print these days anyway?"
Brellius also holds his ring out
<Capn_Ascii> Ascii produces his ring.
Kanzel turns and hobbles over to the bank.
<mainstreet> "FIRST BANK OF OCTAGON -- Moondale Branch" is written on the front of this building.
<mainstreet> A pair of Green goons are loitering outside, as are a pair of Orange goons.
Kanzel hobbles past them and up to the door.
<mainstreet> A security guard, dressed in all black, is standing at the door. He opens it for you.
Kanzel hobbles past him "Thank you, young man."
<mainstreet> The bank looks like a normal banking establishment. A few offices ("LOANS", "NEW ACCOUNTS", "PREMIER BANKING", "MANAGER'S OFFICE") trail on the sides, with the main "BUSINESS" and "PERSONAL" teller lines in the middle.
Kanzel goes up to the "NEW ACCOUNTS" office and peers inside.
<mainstreet> The office is currently staffed by a single gnome lady, who seems to be examining some paperwork on her desk. No one else is inside the room. A few file cabinets line the walls, and a potted plant is in the near corner.
<mainstreet> There is also a desk that is empty at this time. Apparently that particular person is out.
Kanzel goes up to the staffed desk "Excuse me miss, I was wondering if you could help me."
<mainstreet> "Well, if you're looking to create a new account here at the Bank of Octagon, ma'am, I believe you've come to the right place."
Kanzel nods. "That is what I've come for. I'm only worried about the bank's securities. I just moved to this town recently, and I'm worried about all the gang activity I've been seeing. Do you mind if I ask you a few questions?"
<mainstreet> "Yes ma'am."
<mainstreet> "Er, I mean, no ma'am. Ask away."
Kanzel nods again. "You see, I recently inherited more money than I can count from my poor uncle Geoffrey. I was wondering if this bank has been robbed before, and what happens to your client's money if it does."
<mainstreet> "Our bank hasn't been robbed in over twenty years. At least, not succesfully. Those gangs you mentioned? They're very good deterrents... you see, all the gangs watch this place, and we have a representative from each on call... someone tries to rob us, they usually don't make it out."
<mainstreet> "As for what happens... well, it doesn't, but if it did... we'd do our best to recover the funds, and we make sure that any losses are distributed primarily out of the bank's reserves, and are generally distributed to avoid hitting any one client too hard."
Kanzel nods, interested "The gangs protect the bank you say? Much more honor than the gangs I had to deal with back in my hometown. Filthy Vermin. They'd sooner rob you than greet you." she chuckles. "Well, thank you so much for your time. I know my money will be well-protected here. I'll be back to open an account in a few days."
<mainstreet> The lady nods. "I hope to see you."
Kanzel nods and excuses herself.
Kanzel exits and returns to her party-mates
<Kanzel> "Well, that was fun."
<Capn_Ascii> Ascii nods as he listens to Kanzel's accounts. "Alright, I guess robbing the bank is a bad idea. We should try to gain access to their account instead. Let's take the ledger to Sphere, he might be able to help us find some info that we can use."
<Capn_Ascii> Ascii heads back to The Sphere's not-at-all-spherical domain.
Kanzel follows, her disguise melting along the way.
Brellius tags along
<mainstreet> The guy behind the counter grunts when you enter. "You guys again... Jimmy will take you back, you know the drill."
<mainstreet> The door opens.
<Capn_Ascii> Ascii leads da way.
<mainstreet> The Sphere is sitting in his usual chair. "Ah... you're back... something new to identify, perhaps?"
<Capn_Ascii> "Sort of." Ascii produces the ledger. "We found some...ah, financial records belonging to a certain group, but we can't seem to make heads or tails of them. Can you help us decipher this stuff, maybe find some info we can use?"
<mainstreet> The Sphere flips through the ledger. "A rather depleted account... hmmm, what, specifically, do you want to know?"
<Capn_Ascii> "Passwords, account numbers, anything that could be used to empty out the balance. Er, hypothetically. Not that we'd do that sort of thing."
<mainstreet> The Sphere chuckles. He points at the front page. "Account number: 652351."
<mainstreet> "As for a password...
<mainstreet> ...well, the Bank of Octagon doesn't really use them. They rely on sight identification inside an Antimagic Field for major withdrawls."
<Kanzel> "How much does this account hold? Would it be considered a major withdrawl?"
<mainstreet> "The account is at... 225 gold. Which ordinarily wouldn't be, but anything over 75% of available funds always is."
<Capn_Ascii> Ascii blinks. Then, blinks again. "...wow. Uh, nevermind, I think we may have already done the job, then." He thinks. "Actually, can you tell us about their financial expenditures? Specifically, how much they're paying to the Temple to keep their little corner of war-ship going?"
<mainstreet> "Let's see... it looks like it's... 200 gold per week."
<Capn_Ascii> Really? I'd have thought it would be more than that. Sh*t." He frowns.
<mainstreet> "That's probably as much as anyone in that Temple pays."
<Capn_Ascii> "I know, I just thought...well, maybe they get a bulk discount or something." He grumbles. "But I guess that's all we need to know either way."
<mainstreet> "Any other items to examine?"
<Capn_Ascii> ".....oh! Actually, yeah." He produces the Aunt's Thing. "Just what the hell *is* this supposed to be?"
<mainstreet> The Sphere blinks. "Well, it's either the worst piece of artwork I've ever seen, or..."
<mainstreet> The Sphere pulls out a magnifying glass and looks at it more closely.
<mainstreet> "Well, 'and' is a better word than 'or'. It's a ritual object," The Sphere points at a couple of small openings. "Hextorian Clerics, and a couple of other religions use something like this... you can put certain incenses in these... meant to enhance emotions... can be anger, can be happiness, can be... ah, arousal... depending on what you put in. Usually they're better designed... either the
<mainstreet> original owner had a fit of rage and ruined this, or... well, something. I'm not sure exactly."
<Capn_Ascii> "So it's a fancy incense burner?"
<Capn_Ascii> Ascii thinks about his choice of words. "...so it's an ugly incense burner?"
<mainstreet> "Well, more like an incense amplifier. It's a lot more efficient than just a candle."
<mainstreet> "...a horribly ugly incense amplifier, yes."
<Capn_Ascii> "Hmm. Any way to know if it's supposed to be like that, or if the artist just screwed up?"
<mainstreet> "I wouldn't pay for it regardless."
<Capn_Ascii> "Me neither." He takes it back. "So, what do we owe you?"
<mainstreet> "2 and a half. Platinum."
<Capn_Ascii> Ascii forks it over from his newfound wealth. "It's good to have money again."
<mainstreet> The Sphere takes the money. "It's a pleasure doing business with you."
<Capn_Ascii> "Same here. We may be back, if we have any more brain farts." Ascii grumbles something about the random number gods as he leads the others out.
Kanzel hesitates "Oh. who can access the account? does it say on the ledger?"
<Brellius> "It's more a question of 'when' than 'if'," Brellius says, and then tags along.
<mainstreet> The Sphere takes a quick look. "Says here 'Knights', whatever that means."
<mainstreet> "And I'll give you that for free, because I'm feeling nice."
Kanzel takes the ledger "Thank you, Sphere." And runs after Ascii.
<mainstreet> ---END SESSION---