Kimuriel meditates for a few hours and he understands that he can do nothing to regain faster his mental power, he needed time. After lunch Kimuriel turns back to his room and checks the bullets of his gun. He finds only 27. Considering that he cannot rely only on his psionic abilities he decides that since he is in Borca, which has gun power, it would be better if he gets some more, just in case he needs to use a bit more his gun. So he goes out and asking he manages to get some more. The half-elf remains surprised from the cordiality of the soldiers and from Hans, the guy who gives him the bullets, who makes him a very good price.
After dinner, Kimuriel goes again back to his room; he wants to rest well before their trip to Hazlan.
Treachery, lies and secrets
Kimuriel slept fitfully in his room, he had tried meditating but the stress of the days had made it difficult. It was now night and outside the moon shone peacefully through the dark and drifting clouds. Long silky black shadows stretched over the half-elf's windows and the still lit candles made them dance around his room.
Suddenly a noise outside woke Kimuriel. Some running footsteps and hushed breathing moving closer in the hall made him reach for his pistol. Out in the corridor the running stopped, he guessed just outside his door. There was a fumbling at the latch and suddenly a figure wrapped in bedsheets fell through before moving the door back quickly and locking it. The creature inside the white linen shivered and moved with the quick mannerisms of a hasty search. Underneath Kimuriel could see the white palour of flesh, whoever it was was human.
When the figure turned and saw Kimuriel it gave a gasp and then a laugh that seemed to border on tears. Running towards Kimuriel the woman (he was sure now) stopped as the half-elf raised his pistol.
"It's me..." the woman swayed under her heavy yet revealing cloths, then for a moment her face was in the light and Kimuriel remembered.
It was the young woman who had rushed to him in the torture hall when he first came to Misecordia. She had cut his cheek and tasted it in some macbre action.
"Protect me." the woman whispered as tears rolled down her face "Someone please..."
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Ixevim had been working in his adopted laboratory for only a few hours when he heard the door behind him open. Turning he saw the tall gnome Recki walk in holding a file in his hand.
"Oh its you." the inventor stated matter of factly "Last time I saw you were freezing my mind with that brain of yours. Thanks for that by the way." he added with sincerity in his voice
"Thanks?" Ixevim replied a questioning tone unmistakeable
"You don't know?" Recki almost choked back a laugh "While I was recovering there was an attack on my library and research area. Completely wrecked that side of the royal territory. I heard later it was some giant fire that spread from hidden rooms somewhere in the house. Luckily the guards had taken me to the triage area to recover after you stopped that assassin. Now I've been instructed to assist you here as needed... though personally I like to think its a form of paying you back."
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Heinrich was slumped against the wall when the doctors finally let him in. It was night almost going on day, but he hadn’t slept. Instead his mind had been shifting from one radical idea to another yet central to them all was Nostalia. She was becoming ever more important to him, a kindred spirit in a world that seemed to be loosing its humanity. If he closed his eyes he could almost feel himself slipping away into the void.
He shivered as his memory recalled the emptiness he had experienced being transported by plane shift earlier. It all felt like there was a hole in the world and he was falling into it regardless of how much he struggled.
“So why bother?” he heard himself think as the doors opened in front of him and doctors filed out –in their black uniforms to mask the blood. They reminded Heinrich of a funeral procession and his mind could almost see one wearing a black veil, throwing him back to his own wife’s funeral. He had to blink heavily to realise he was being called in.
She was sitting up in bed, propped up by white pillows and wearing a fresh hospice gown. Her face was pale and he could see shadows under her eyes as she took a small hushed breath upon seeing him. Her dark hair had been brutally cropped short, no doubt to prevent interference in surgery -but there was a small poppy flower behind her ear. Heinrich realised that despite her injuries she had gone to substantial trouble for this meeting and to give herself confidence in her appearance.
“Well Captain, how do I look? I’ve heard we’ve almost won the war. But I’d imagine you would be more truthful than…” she began to cough and her frail shoulders quaked before she regained composure “than those who have just left.” She smiled and a faint tinge of red was on her teeth before she could hide it under a brushing hand.
Suddenly a noise outside woke Kimuriel. Some running footsteps and hushed breathing moving closer in the hall made him reach for his pistol. Out in the corridor the running stopped, he guessed just outside his door. There was a fumbling at the latch and suddenly a figure wrapped in bedsheets fell through before moving the door back quickly and locking it. The creature inside the white linen shivered and moved with the quick mannerisms of a hasty search. Underneath Kimuriel could see the white palour of flesh, whoever it was was human.
When the figure turned and saw Kimuriel it gave a gasp and then a laugh that seemed to border on tears. Running towards Kimuriel the woman (he was sure now) stopped as the half-elf raised his pistol.
"It's me..." the woman swayed under her heavy yet revealing cloths, then for a moment her face was in the light and Kimuriel remembered.
It was the young woman who had rushed to him in the torture hall when he first came to Misecordia. She had cut his cheek and tasted it in some macbre action.
"Protect me." the woman whispered as tears rolled down her face "Someone please..."
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Ixevim had been working in his adopted laboratory for only a few hours when he heard the door behind him open. Turning he saw the tall gnome Recki walk in holding a file in his hand.
"Oh its you." the inventor stated matter of factly "Last time I saw you were freezing my mind with that brain of yours. Thanks for that by the way." he added with sincerity in his voice
"Thanks?" Ixevim replied a questioning tone unmistakeable
"You don't know?" Recki almost choked back a laugh "While I was recovering there was an attack on my library and research area. Completely wrecked that side of the royal territory. I heard later it was some giant fire that spread from hidden rooms somewhere in the house. Luckily the guards had taken me to the triage area to recover after you stopped that assassin. Now I've been instructed to assist you here as needed... though personally I like to think its a form of paying you back."
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Heinrich was slumped against the wall when the doctors finally let him in. It was night almost going on day, but he hadn’t slept. Instead his mind had been shifting from one radical idea to another yet central to them all was Nostalia. She was becoming ever more important to him, a kindred spirit in a world that seemed to be loosing its humanity. If he closed his eyes he could almost feel himself slipping away into the void.
He shivered as his memory recalled the emptiness he had experienced being transported by plane shift earlier. It all felt like there was a hole in the world and he was falling into it regardless of how much he struggled.
“So why bother?” he heard himself think as the doors opened in front of him and doctors filed out –in their black uniforms to mask the blood. They reminded Heinrich of a funeral procession and his mind could almost see one wearing a black veil, throwing him back to his own wife’s funeral. He had to blink heavily to realise he was being called in.
She was sitting up in bed, propped up by white pillows and wearing a fresh hospice gown. Her face was pale and he could see shadows under her eyes as she took a small hushed breath upon seeing him. Her dark hair had been brutally cropped short, no doubt to prevent interference in surgery -but there was a small poppy flower behind her ear. Heinrich realised that despite her injuries she had gone to substantial trouble for this meeting and to give herself confidence in her appearance.
“Well Captain, how do I look? I’ve heard we’ve almost won the war. But I’d imagine you would be more truthful than…” she began to cough and her frail shoulders quaked before she regained composure “than those who have just left.” She smiled and a faint tinge of red was on her teeth before she could hide it under a brushing hand.
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Kimuriel gasps by his turn, as he sees the woman and realizes who is. Then looks nervously around and immediately goes at the door and putting his ear towards it, gets a moment to listen carefully if there is anyone outside. He doesn’t heard anything so he lowers his gun, remaining tensed though ready to react if anything goes wrong and whispers:
“Who are you and from whom I should protect you?”
“Who are you and from whom I should protect you?”
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"Welcome Recki, and thanks for your assistance" Ixevim replied. He quickly informed the gnome on what they should do, taking care to insert a couple of errors in the process, in a way that the scientist would be unable to produce cracking gel by himself. Those errors however were easy for Ixevim to correct, when alone.
After finishing the process and chatting a bit with Reki about inventions and technology (early in the night) Ixevim went to sleep. He decided to call it night early because in fact, he wasn't sure what the day or night would throw at him.
OOC> Ixevim doesn't want humans (or gnomes) to use the Cracking gel as a weapon. He didn't tell the gnome the initial steps required for the creation (although the materials needed are easy to identify). Also Ixevim uses a special cantrip to make the pulverized material more sorbent. He didn't cast that in front of Recki or even mentioned it.
After finishing the process and chatting a bit with Reki about inventions and technology (early in the night) Ixevim went to sleep. He decided to call it night early because in fact, he wasn't sure what the day or night would throw at him.
OOC> Ixevim doesn't want humans (or gnomes) to use the Cracking gel as a weapon. He didn't tell the gnome the initial steps required for the creation (although the materials needed are easy to identify). Also Ixevim uses a special cantrip to make the pulverized material more sorbent. He didn't cast that in front of Recki or even mentioned it.
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knock, Knock, Knock
Ixevim woke up as someone was knocking the door gently. The moon was up, it was night. He hasn't been sleeping for more than an hour or two at most and he didn't like to be waken.
He heard a woman's voice
"Dr Xevim, are you inside? Dr Xevim?"
Ixevim woke up fully and got up from the couch he used as a bed. "Here I am, I was sleeping. I'm coming." He used his mind reading abilities to discern the identity and purpose of whoever had come.
The only sentient creature was the woman it seemed, and her thoughts weren't hostile, she was just a maid wanting to give him a message from Kimuriel it seemed. No assailants, assassins or anything.
He opened the door. Thankfully his illusion was still on. He should ask Artemis how to create an illusion like this.
The maid was a short young woman. "Dr Xevim, Mr Kimuriel asked for you to visit him if you can in his room. It is a matter of some urgency he said, but nothing critical."
"OK, lead me there miss." Ixevim said.
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Ixevim woke up as someone was knocking the door gently. The moon was up, it was night. He hasn't been sleeping for more than an hour or two at most and he didn't like to be waken.
He heard a woman's voice
"Dr Xevim, are you inside? Dr Xevim?"
Ixevim woke up fully and got up from the couch he used as a bed. "Here I am, I was sleeping. I'm coming." He used his mind reading abilities to discern the identity and purpose of whoever had come.
The only sentient creature was the woman it seemed, and her thoughts weren't hostile, she was just a maid wanting to give him a message from Kimuriel it seemed. No assailants, assassins or anything.
He opened the door. Thankfully his illusion was still on. He should ask Artemis how to create an illusion like this.
The maid was a short young woman. "Dr Xevim, Mr Kimuriel asked for you to visit him if you can in his room. It is a matter of some urgency he said, but nothing critical."
"OK, lead me there miss." Ixevim said.
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Heinrich smiled down at Nostalia, genuinely glad to see that she still breathed and had not been called from this life, inwardly he thanked Ezra for that mercy. To save her looking up at him and to save his leg, he fetched a chair from the wall and placed it beside the bed. As he sat into it, he took her hand, leabing forward to be closer to her.
"I have not spoken much with the others since the return, I waited outside to hear of news of your recovery. Though I hear whispers that it seems more likely that Lady Boritsi will once again take back control of her nation from those who took it once from under her. But my lady, you should not trouble yourself with these things, now is a time for you to rest and mend, not worry about the affairs of the state, let others worry about those concerns, your energies are better spent elsewhere at present."
Idly he lent further forward and stroke has hand aginst the top of her head, his smile broadening as he did. For this one moment he was truly happy and nothing could take that away, nothing, and if something did try, he would crush it as he had many an enemy in the past.
"I was out there for some time, I was beginning to get concerned as to your welfare, if they had taken much longer I fear I may have battered down the door to hear news on yourself. Actually, I did that earlier, but was carted out like some unruly child, perhaps churgeons know little where it comes to discussing matters with military types... or perhaps they know to much."
Heinrich laughed a little laugh, thinking his own brand of humour funny in some regard.
"I have not spoken much with the others since the return, I waited outside to hear of news of your recovery. Though I hear whispers that it seems more likely that Lady Boritsi will once again take back control of her nation from those who took it once from under her. But my lady, you should not trouble yourself with these things, now is a time for you to rest and mend, not worry about the affairs of the state, let others worry about those concerns, your energies are better spent elsewhere at present."
Idly he lent further forward and stroke has hand aginst the top of her head, his smile broadening as he did. For this one moment he was truly happy and nothing could take that away, nothing, and if something did try, he would crush it as he had many an enemy in the past.
"I was out there for some time, I was beginning to get concerned as to your welfare, if they had taken much longer I fear I may have battered down the door to hear news on yourself. Actually, I did that earlier, but was carted out like some unruly child, perhaps churgeons know little where it comes to discussing matters with military types... or perhaps they know to much."
Heinrich laughed a little laugh, thinking his own brand of humour funny in some regard.
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When Ixevim reached Kimuriel's door he was shown in. Outside he had heard guards moving up and down the corridors with doors opening and closing. He wondered what was going on.
As he closed the door having dismissed the maid, Kimuriel welcomed him. On the bed was a young woman -Ixevim guessed a teenageer, she was sitting on the bed wearing one of the half-elf's shirts and little else. When the mindflayer walked in she recoiled and hid behind the bed so quickly Ixevim thought his illusion might have worn off, but it hadn't. Something else was disturbing the woman -the entrance of strangers.
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Nostalia smiled as one of Heinrich's gloved hands stroked her brow and smiled at Heinrich's misfortunate, humor seemed to come easily when things could have been so very different and worse. Maybe it was just their way of coping.
"I am glad to hear our battle has turned. But what shall you do now? ...You are welcome to stay."
As he closed the door having dismissed the maid, Kimuriel welcomed him. On the bed was a young woman -Ixevim guessed a teenageer, she was sitting on the bed wearing one of the half-elf's shirts and little else. When the mindflayer walked in she recoiled and hid behind the bed so quickly Ixevim thought his illusion might have worn off, but it hadn't. Something else was disturbing the woman -the entrance of strangers.
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Nostalia smiled as one of Heinrich's gloved hands stroked her brow and smiled at Heinrich's misfortunate, humor seemed to come easily when things could have been so very different and worse. Maybe it was just their way of coping.
"I am glad to hear our battle has turned. But what shall you do now? ...You are welcome to stay."
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Ixevim looked to Kimuriel with his black face. However he sent him telepathically an expression of puzzlement. "What is going on Kimuriel? Should I guess that the guards are looking for this teen? Look, I don't know why you chose her to . . . keep you company but I'm sure I don't want to know. Human - halfelven sexual relations aren't within my interersts.
But I believe that you wouldn't call me about that. What's wrong? Do you need my help with the problem she has with the guards? Unless I'm wrong she was in the macabre party that we faced when we came here.
That would mark her an enemy of the state and Lady Borca Kimuriel."
But I believe that you wouldn't call me about that. What's wrong? Do you need my help with the problem she has with the guards? Unless I'm wrong she was in the macabre party that we faced when we came here.
That would mark her an enemy of the state and Lady Borca Kimuriel."
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Heinrish looked Nostalia in the eye, those deep eyes that seemed to swallow him whole, he felt warmth when he looked upon her and even more when he looked into those eyes.
"My lady, times are still uncertain. While we have won a battle there are likely more to come. If the other stay awhile then I will stay with them, if they leave then I must leave also. I am their bodyguard and they employed me in trust, something I cannot abandon."
Seeing the sadness in her eyes, his heart sank with hers.
"Do not dishearted my lady, for if I go then it shall not be for long. I have faced many battles and survived them all, I am still whole. Nothing I have faced has killed me yet so take heart in that. I am not fit to travel yet, so I shall stay while I heal and as you heal. I shall see you blossum and grow healthy once more, I would never leave you unless you were healed as I would be also. Also, if there are battles here yet to be fought, I shall fight for Borca to lift it to the status it once had and ask the others to remain also."
"My lady, times are still uncertain. While we have won a battle there are likely more to come. If the other stay awhile then I will stay with them, if they leave then I must leave also. I am their bodyguard and they employed me in trust, something I cannot abandon."
Seeing the sadness in her eyes, his heart sank with hers.
"Do not dishearted my lady, for if I go then it shall not be for long. I have faced many battles and survived them all, I am still whole. Nothing I have faced has killed me yet so take heart in that. I am not fit to travel yet, so I shall stay while I heal and as you heal. I shall see you blossum and grow healthy once more, I would never leave you unless you were healed as I would be also. Also, if there are battles here yet to be fought, I shall fight for Borca to lift it to the status it once had and ask the others to remain also."
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OOC>Before Ixevim comes in:
IC> “I’m Marion, I…”
Kimuriel doesn’t let the woman continue, his keen ears hear a sound from the corridor and some voices. He immediately gives her a sign that she should remain silent. After a minute and when the psion was sure that the guards are away, whispers:
“I remember you Marion and I think I know why you are hiding and ask my help. There are guards out there who are looking for you. I’ll see what I can do to save you, after all you are all a teenager, but you have to trust me. The half-elf tosses a shirt to Marion and whispers:
“Put this on, I’ll be back soon”
Kimuriel goes out and tells to a maid to call Ixevim.
OOC>After Ixevim’s entrance:
IC> “What are you talking about, I didn’t have any kind of affair with this woman, she is only a teenager!”
Kimuriel replies mentally too, but Ixevim understands that the psion was offended.
Kimuriel continues however:
“You’re right, the guards are looking for her, I think we should help her otherwise she will not see the dawn again.”
Turning to the woman, says:
“Marion this is my friend Ixevim, who will help you for the time. Since the guards are approaching I’ll make you invisible for a couple of hours. We will talk about this when the guards check the room and find nothing.”
Ixevim replies:
I said, I don’t want to know[/i ] if she is an affair or company for this night only. I suggest we pretend to play cards until the guards arrive. We’ll discuss about he fate when we speak with the guards, fishing out information and also hear her out.
Kimuriel nods to Ixevim and makes Marion invisible.
IC> “I’m Marion, I…”
Kimuriel doesn’t let the woman continue, his keen ears hear a sound from the corridor and some voices. He immediately gives her a sign that she should remain silent. After a minute and when the psion was sure that the guards are away, whispers:
“I remember you Marion and I think I know why you are hiding and ask my help. There are guards out there who are looking for you. I’ll see what I can do to save you, after all you are all a teenager, but you have to trust me. The half-elf tosses a shirt to Marion and whispers:
“Put this on, I’ll be back soon”
Kimuriel goes out and tells to a maid to call Ixevim.
OOC>After Ixevim’s entrance:
IC> “What are you talking about, I didn’t have any kind of affair with this woman, she is only a teenager!”
Kimuriel replies mentally too, but Ixevim understands that the psion was offended.
Kimuriel continues however:
“You’re right, the guards are looking for her, I think we should help her otherwise she will not see the dawn again.”
Turning to the woman, says:
“Marion this is my friend Ixevim, who will help you for the time. Since the guards are approaching I’ll make you invisible for a couple of hours. We will talk about this when the guards check the room and find nothing.”
Ixevim replies:
I said, I don’t want to know[/i ] if she is an affair or company for this night only. I suggest we pretend to play cards until the guards arrive. We’ll discuss about he fate when we speak with the guards, fishing out information and also hear her out.
Kimuriel nods to Ixevim and makes Marion invisible.
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It didn't take long until the guards knocked on the door. Bidding them enter Kimuriel returned to his game of cards.
"Excuse us sirs, we are looking for a run away fugitive. She is about so high with darkish hair and looks to be about 17-18. With your permission we would like to search the room?"
From around the corner of the door outside Kimuriel thought he heard something unusual... like a wet pitter patter. He couldn't think of what it could be.
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"You are kind Heinrich. But I know you cannot stay long. Despite my Lady's best intentions she employed you against the corrupt government and it is dangerous for you to stay at this moment while in my present condition I shall not be able to leave with you, and believe me -I would. But there are things needed to be done and justice to put right..."
"Do not press yourself my lady, you are still unwell." Heinrich spoke aware of the frail condition she must be in
"I know... the doctors... they will not look me.." she coughed heavily for what seemed minutes "not look me in the eye." she gasped
"Excuse us sirs, we are looking for a run away fugitive. She is about so high with darkish hair and looks to be about 17-18. With your permission we would like to search the room?"
From around the corner of the door outside Kimuriel thought he heard something unusual... like a wet pitter patter. He couldn't think of what it could be.
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"You are kind Heinrich. But I know you cannot stay long. Despite my Lady's best intentions she employed you against the corrupt government and it is dangerous for you to stay at this moment while in my present condition I shall not be able to leave with you, and believe me -I would. But there are things needed to be done and justice to put right..."
"Do not press yourself my lady, you are still unwell." Heinrich spoke aware of the frail condition she must be in
"I know... the doctors... they will not look me.." she coughed heavily for what seemed minutes "not look me in the eye." she gasped
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Ixevim melted his mind along with the guard's mind to better probe for the answer.
"You are after a fugitive young lady? May I ask why?"
OOC> Ixevim uses detect thoughts. Since he is concentrated in the use of the power and the conversation with the guard, he didn't listen the sound.
"You are after a fugitive young lady? May I ask why?"
OOC> Ixevim uses detect thoughts. Since he is concentrated in the use of the power and the conversation with the guard, he didn't listen the sound.
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"Because sir, we've been ordered to round up sympathisers and past members of the Pietor party. For obvious reasons you must understand they cannot be allowed to wander our chambers while we still fight. May we please come in?"
In his mind the guard seemed to have a strong sense that the girl was inside the room, just not exactly where.
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"Come in of course. You may search the room, although I don't think you'll find anything."
Kimuriel rises as if to strech his legs and "innocently" moves near the door to check the sound.
Kimuriel rises as if to strech his legs and "innocently" moves near the door to check the sound.
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Heinrich's brow furrows deeper with Nostalia's bout of coughs.
"My lady, I would rather not leave at all whilst you are unwell. Just ask me to stay by your side and I would and defend you and the state from whatever damgers arise. Though I would remain your servant, an honourable one and do whatever you would ask of me. To leave or to stay, what you ask if what I would do."
"My lady, I would rather not leave at all whilst you are unwell. Just ask me to stay by your side and I would and defend you and the state from whatever damgers arise. Though I would remain your servant, an honourable one and do whatever you would ask of me. To leave or to stay, what you ask if what I would do."
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