Realms of Dread, Chapter Four
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at the orphanage, after Threan leaves-
Jamethon is stunned by Threan's wild accusation of Rardi, so much so that he doesn't speak until the gnome has left him alone with Alain.
''Threan actually thinks that Rardi might be behind the killings at Morningmist Hall? The gnome is no doubt ready to condemn her because she broke the law and acted rashly in the matter of the necromancer. No, these killings were not the work of anyone with goodness in her heart. Unless we have all greatly misjudged her, I cannot see how Rardi could have carried out such heinous crimes. ''
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at the orphanage, after Threan leaves-
"I agree with you in regards to Rardi's character. Threan on the other hand is not burdened by any personal connection to her. What we find offensive even if considered in jest, he see's as a possible logical outcome. Regardless, we have neither the evidence other than our personal statement to disprove any wild accusation at this point.
"Ah, what have I become. I feel like a protagonist in a morality tale. Lets get to work, shall we?"
"I agree with you in regards to Rardi's character. Threan on the other hand is not burdened by any personal connection to her. What we find offensive even if considered in jest, he see's as a possible logical outcome. Regardless, we have neither the evidence other than our personal statement to disprove any wild accusation at this point.
"Ah, what have I become. I feel like a protagonist in a morality tale. Lets get to work, shall we?"
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Alain and Jamethon-
Jamethon claps his old comrade on the back-
''Yes, to work!''
The two men take leave of the orphanage, heading for the King's Tower.
Jamethon claps his old comrade on the back-
''Yes, to work!''
The two men take leave of the orphanage, heading for the King's Tower.
Delight is to him- a far, far upward, and inward delight- who against the proud gods and commodores of this earth, ever stands forth his own inexorable self.
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Once they are close enough to the possible location of the undead children, Breana nods to Blaise and heads for an alley. "I won't be long. Just castin' a detect undead spell, sir."
Removing what looks like dirt from a pouch, she grasps her holy symbol in the other hand. Uttering words in a strange language she gesticulates as well with her hands, thus spending the dirt. Once done, her eyes glow a slight dark blue and she exits the alley towards Blaise. "It's been cast, now let us see what I kin find." Concentrating slightly she focuses her attention on her spell.
Removing what looks like dirt from a pouch, she grasps her holy symbol in the other hand. Uttering words in a strange language she gesticulates as well with her hands, thus spending the dirt. Once done, her eyes glow a slight dark blue and she exits the alley towards Blaise. "It's been cast, now let us see what I kin find." Concentrating slightly she focuses her attention on her spell.
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VAN wrote:Inovidil looks around really fascinated from the place.
"This place is magnificent! I don't wonder why rich people come here, so many ballrooms, good music. I have never been in a place like this before. Lets go ask someone if knows where is the illusionist."
Inovidil waves to a barmaid and when she gets closer she asks:
"Excuse me, do you know if Ms Vindala Chalanther is here and if she is where can I found her?"
The pretty young barmaid answers-
''Who? Oh, the magician lady? Yes, well, she comes here often. Sometimes she'll put on a show. I'll let you know if I see her, but I don't think she's here tonight- not yet, anway. Maybe you should get a table and wait? Can I get you and your cute little friend something to drink?''
The buxom wench leans foward to pinch Glim's cheek [an act that gives the gnome quite an eyeful...]
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Nothing detected, yet...tarlyn wrote:Once they are close enough to the possible location of the undead children, Breana nods to Blaise and heads for an alley. "I won't be long. Just castin' a detect undead spell, sir."
Removing what looks like dirt from a pouch, she grasps her holy symbol in the other hand. Uttering words in a strange language she gesticulates as well with her hands, thus spending the dirt. Once done, her eyes glow a slight dark blue and she exits the alley towards Blaise. "It's been cast, now let us see what I kin find." Concentrating slightly she focuses her attention on her spell.
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"First," says Blaise, "there's to be none of this 'sir' bandied about. That's someone else. Possibly me - on a different day, with different clothes - but definitely someone else." He looks around the area, even while he still directs his comments to Breana. "Where are you from? You're not a local, of that I'm sure. That accent... Daggerdale? Yes, Daggerdale, that must be it!"tarlyn wrote:Once they are close enough to the possible location of the undead children, Breana nods to Blaise and heads for an alley. "I won't be long. Just castin' a detect undead spell, sir."
Removing what looks like dirt from a pouch, she grasps her holy symbol in the other hand. Uttering words in a strange language she gesticulates as well with her hands, thus spending the dirt. Once done, her eyes glow a slight dark blue and she exits the alley towards Blaise. "It's been cast, now let us see what I kin find." Concentrating slightly she focuses her attention on her spell.
He focuses his attention for several seconds, trying to sense any traces of arcane activity. "Hmmm, if we don't find anything soon, I may have to go back to my first plan: Find a tavern."
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OOC: As they walk, Blaise will use detect magic to scan the warehouses that they pass by.
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"I've been around the realms a little, but now make me home here in Marsember. Well if tha spell don't work, we kin get a pint at a tavern then? As fer ye name tis fine. I call ye Blaise ye call me Breana, deal?," and she says it with a wink.
Ken, if Blaise is using his detect magic ability let me know!
Ken, if Blaise is using his detect magic ability let me know!
Inovidil gives a few coins in the woman as tip and says:
"Thank you very much, I'll appreciate of you inform me as soon as she arrives. A table near the stage will be fine. I'll have a glass of red wine while waiting. What do you prefer to drink Glim? The 1st round is on me."
"Thank you very much, I'll appreciate of you inform me as soon as she arrives. A table near the stage will be fine. I'll have a glass of red wine while waiting. What do you prefer to drink Glim? The 1st round is on me."
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The barmaid leads Ino and Glim to a table near the main stage.
Glim orders a mug of mulled wine.
He seats himself after pulling out a a chair [nearly his height!] for Inovidil.
''Thanks for the drink, Inovidil.''
The barmaid leads Ino and Glim to a table near the main stage.
Glim orders a mug of mulled wine.
He seats himself after pulling out a a chair [nearly his height!] for Inovidil.
''Thanks for the drink, Inovidil.''
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Blaise smiles at Breana as he responds. "Fair enough, then... Breana. I take it you're using some sort of priestly spell to sniff out the presence of undead, yes. That is, I hope you're using a spell -- using your nose to sniff out undead can be dangerous. Anyway, let's keep looking until the efficacy of your spell fades, and see what reveals itself."
He wrinkles his nose. "Another reason not to use your nose, my dear -- this district's odor is positively vile. Which church do you belong to, by the way?"
As he walks, Blaise continues examining the warehouses. "Let's look for signs of recent break-ins..."
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He wrinkles his nose. "Another reason not to use your nose, my dear -- this district's odor is positively vile. Which church do you belong to, by the way?"
As he walks, Blaise continues examining the warehouses. "Let's look for signs of recent break-ins..."
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Blaise and Breana come across a warehouse with a damaged front door. Two workmen are engaged in repairs.
Blaise and Breana come across a warehouse with a damaged front door. Two workmen are engaged in repairs.
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Blaise walks over to the two men and says, "Good day to you! Do you need a hand? My name is Blaise, this is Breana - we're acting on behalf of the militia, investigating a series of thefts and break-ins in this area. Did this damage happen last night?"
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One of the two workers answers Blaise-
''Yes, it happened last night. Somebody broke the door. Nothing's missing, so the owner didn't bother reporting it. He just sent for us to fix this door.''[/i]
One of the two workers answers Blaise-
''Yes, it happened last night. Somebody broke the door. Nothing's missing, so the owner didn't bother reporting it. He just sent for us to fix this door.''[/i]
Delight is to him- a far, far upward, and inward delight- who against the proud gods and commodores of this earth, ever stands forth his own inexorable self.
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