Mists over the Musarde [IC]
Norzak perks up at the casting of Benn's spell. Though he had no interest in a mirror, if it was magical that was a completely different story. I could bring it back to Darkon for an offering...... Yes.... it'd be mighty pleased with me then.... Hmmmm....
He coughs and looks at Benn and nods, letting him know he'd heard. He mouths "Lemme know" to the big man and waits.
He coughs and looks at Benn and nods, letting him know he'd heard. He mouths "Lemme know" to the big man and waits.
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Cirdan sighs. Time to be honest. "Lamentably, not. I visited his summer residence once, with my father, but the king was apparently ill, or absent for some other reason, and we were commanded to leave. However, each one of us was given a silver cup that now adornates my parent's cupboard in our castle's hall. - If you want, I can take you some day!"ewancummins wrote: '' I've read that the king of Darkon is a powerful sorcerer who lives in an enchanted castle. Have you been to his court? Is it very grand?''
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Evangeline seems impressed by Sir Cirdan's account.
''I'd love to go and visit Darkon! I've spent nearly my whole life here in Richemulot. Papa did take me on a riverboat trip to Arkandale when I was a little girl. I remember it was very hot and humid, and that the people spoke with a strange accent. They had HUGE riverboats that belched smoke like angry dragons. I'm afraid that's all the far-way travelling I've done.''
''I'd love to go and visit Darkon! I've spent nearly my whole life here in Richemulot. Papa did take me on a riverboat trip to Arkandale when I was a little girl. I remember it was very hot and humid, and that the people spoke with a strange accent. They had HUGE riverboats that belched smoke like angry dragons. I'm afraid that's all the far-way travelling I've done.''
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Completely ignoring Norzak, Cirdan, and the fauning Evangeline, Benn stands up from the dinner table, still holding the object before him. "Herr Sancerre, I believe all 3 of these objects are magical. Remarkable." Staring intently into the glassy surface and trying to mentally record every image. Even more strangely, Bennedict starts walking backwards, not even looking at where he's going rather than simply staring at the image in the mirror.
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Benn's eyes never leave the mirror. "Indeed, all 3 of them. The mirror seems to be a tool for divination, perhaps a scrying instrument of some sort..." His voice drifts off as he comes to a halt, pivoting in both directions. "Really quite fascinating," he mumbles and starts walking backwards again, after making a 90 degree turn to the left.
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Evangeline becomes distracted by Benn's antics.
''What is your friend doing, Sir Cirdan? It's quite peculiar.''
''What is your friend doing, Sir Cirdan? It's quite peculiar.''
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Norzak's mention of stonework has steered his host's ramblings in a new direction:
''You see, we don't need to work from scratch here. Oh no, the Old People left us plenty of fine buildings. We just refurbish those. The ones that time has laid low are quarried for their stones, so little is wasted. Every once in a while, we come caross something queer- as when my men found these-''
He indicates the key and scroll, adding a sloppy wave in Benn's direction.
''I wonder if they are from the Old People. It might be so. That hidden space looked like it had been sealed for a long time. Of course, I'm not a mason. I don't know too much about such things.''
''You see, we don't need to work from scratch here. Oh no, the Old People left us plenty of fine buildings. We just refurbish those. The ones that time has laid low are quarried for their stones, so little is wasted. Every once in a while, we come caross something queer- as when my men found these-''
He indicates the key and scroll, adding a sloppy wave in Benn's direction.
''I wonder if they are from the Old People. It might be so. That hidden space looked like it had been sealed for a long time. Of course, I'm not a mason. I don't know too much about such things.''
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Bennedict is continuing to walk backwards, despite the no doubt confused stares from the rest of the room. Just as he is about to bump into one of the walls of the room, however, he stops moving. His eyes unfocus and glaze over for a moment, before Bennedict finally snatches his eyes away from the reflection. He blinks rapidly, seeming for a moment to come back from a deep sleep. He quickly snatches a handkerchief from his jacket pocket, draping it over the face of the mirror and setting it down on one of the tables. He pauses for a moment longer, scratching at the corner of his mustache thoughtfully, before finally lifting his gaze back up to the rest of the room, finally noticing Evangeline and the rest of the people in the room staring at him quizzically.
"Well," Benn says, "That was different."
"Well," Benn says, "That was different."
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Denys turns away from his rambling conversation with the dwarf and asks Ben,
''What did you see? The strange room, yes, but something else besides?''
''What did you see? The strange room, yes, but something else besides?''
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Benn casts a wary glance down at the mirror concealed under the handkerchief. "No immediate danger, I believe. If the mirror posed some sort of peril, I would assume it would have acted by now upon Herr Sancerre." Hearing Norzak's question, he turns to answer him. "No, not eyes in the back of my head. I was merely using the mirror to navigate. Walking backwards through whatever...castle or tower can be seen on the other side of the looking glass. The area seemed benign enough, but still, I would be cautious before looking into it in the future. I can't be certain of what I saw, but I'm fairly confident that someone may have been looking back thought it at me, someone with the power to affect in some way those who use the mirror." He scratches his mustache thoughtfully. "There are legends of such beings, of course, but nothing that can be relied upon, fragmentary tales of witches and the like. Probably concocted by some country folk to explain why their crops died off..." Bennedict's voice drops to a mumble, obviously traveling along his train of thought and not bothering to wait for the others in the room to keep up. At last he looks up. "I would like to examine the scroll and key as well, if it be permitted, herr Sancerre."
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''Certainly you may examine them. ''
The key is of baroque design, with tiny arabesques etched into its flat surfaces. It appears to be made from a solid piece of silver. It isn't tarnished.
The scroll is a piece of yellowed parchment covered with crabbed handwriting and weird diagrams of some sort. The writing appears to be either a cypher of some kind or else a foreign langauge. The back of the scroll is entirely blank.
''Certainly you may examine them. ''
The key is of baroque design, with tiny arabesques etched into its flat surfaces. It appears to be made from a solid piece of silver. It isn't tarnished.
The scroll is a piece of yellowed parchment covered with crabbed handwriting and weird diagrams of some sort. The writing appears to be either a cypher of some kind or else a foreign langauge. The back of the scroll is entirely blank.
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Evangeline fairly leaps up out of her chair.
'' Oh, it's late and I have yet to..''
She darts out of the room, returning a moment later with a cheesecloth bundle.
''I went shopping with my girl this morning and found something lovely for Mesieur Norzak. I am sorry I don't have presents for the rest of you gentlemen, but this was just something I saw and thought- aha, perfect!''
She hands the bundle to Norzak.
''I trust you will like it, mesieur.''
'' Oh, it's late and I have yet to..''
She darts out of the room, returning a moment later with a cheesecloth bundle.
''I went shopping with my girl this morning and found something lovely for Mesieur Norzak. I am sorry I don't have presents for the rest of you gentlemen, but this was just something I saw and thought- aha, perfect!''
She hands the bundle to Norzak.
''I trust you will like it, mesieur.''
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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