Knightfall wrote:"Terger," Oakfirst says once he's had some wine and nibbled on some dry bread. "Once you're ready, just head out into the corridor and Carter will show you the way down to where Rhodes is, resting. And don't worry about Lady Pomander. She's aware of the situation. Like I or anyone else could keep this development from her prying eyes and ears."
"I have no doubt that she's aware," Terger responds. "With her position and talents she probably knew nearly the same moment that we did. Given that she is quite displeased with me right now I would not be surprised if she had one of her agents scrying me even in my sleep. It's happened before after all. However, given that I am quite...intimately familiar with how she can get when she is angry, angrier than she is now, I would rather remain on her good side for the time being." Strangely Terger smiles at this statement and seems to drift away for a moment as if lost in a pleasant memory.
Oakfirst grins behind his cup of wine.
Knightfall wrote:"I'm going down there with him," Custodio insists, still standing. "He's a dangerous man. You shouldn't be down there alone." He sees the displeasure on Terger's face. "Don't worry, I'll stay out of sight. I'll just be there to back you up should he become hostile."
"I am quite certain that Rhodes will be hostile, at least at first," Terger tells Custodio. "He would be useless to our mission if he were not a man of action and violence. However I'm counting on him to have enough sense to wait for me to initiate a fight. After all he will be just as useless if he's the type to lash out without thinking first."
"Oh, he's definitely a thinker, but he's no rogue scholar. He was born into a noble family after all. He can bluff with the best of them, and he knew his way around an elegant soirée, probably can still pull it off. However, he was always rough around the edges and spirited. Being in prison has just made him more, fiery," Oakfirst replies.
"If he's that hostile, shouldn't more of us be down there?" Elkgrar asks.
"No, definitely not," Oakfirst says.
"And I'm not going to be interacting with him," Custodio adds. "I'll just stay within earshot in case something goes wrong, which I don't think it will, but it is better to be safe."
Tellerian Hawke wrote:
Tim replies, "The honor would be mutual, I am always eager to make new friends. I don't discriminate between wine and ale, I consume moderate amounts of both on a regular basis. Since I am new here, I will gladly follow any recommendations you might have as to where to start; you said the stout was good, so let's begin there," Tim says, with a wide grin.After Lavia pours Tim some stout, he quaffs it eagerly, finding it to his liking. "Thank you," he says.
Elkgrar wrote:"Aye, a drink," Elkgrar replies. "Sir Tymbeck, we would be honored if you join us."
You are welcome, traveler," Lavia replies.
"I'm glad it's to your liking, "oakfirst says. "I will have to drink vicariously through you."
Elkgrar smiles and raises his mug in a silent toast to Tim, with a nod of his head.
Tellerian Hawke wrote:
Tim smiles, and says, "When I catch up to him, this Phelix will harm no one else, I give you my word on that. As for contacting my homeland, your offer is more than generous, even if contact proves impossible. The fact that you offered is a compliment in my eyes."
Oakfirst wrote:"I'm glad you are with us on this problem," Commander Oakfirst says in response. "The cause is just. an evil madman is on the loose and we don't know what he's planning. There's already been to much death and misery because of Phelix. And you have my word that if we can find a way to contact your homeland through magic, I will have it done."
"Think nothing of it," Oakfirst replies. "It's only fair. You are here and in the city's service for the foreseeable future. We should try to help you, as you help us. I will tell your tale to The Five. I'm sure they'll be able to ask one of the resident priests of Lusos if there is anyway to communicate with your world. The Traveler is known for his dealings on other planes, or so I've heard. And while I encourage your enthusiasm, I suggest caution when it comes time to face Phelix. He is a dangerous foe, as you will soon learn. His crimes have broken many, including a paladin who now refuses to step outsider her sanctuary in the Temple District."
The mention of more gods makes Terger down the rest of his drink and get up from the table. He notes that Relgar seems to be making some headway into something
he's working on.
dfryer36 wrote:Terger then leads Custodio out of earshot of the others. "When I speak to Rhodes I may have to reveal certain information about myself that is a closely guarded secret in order to gain his trust. You will be one of less than a dozen people, including the Five, that are privy to that information if I do. You must swear to guard my secrets with your life if you accompany me."
"Everyone has secrets, Terger Alela. I will keep your secrets, well, unless you reveal your a demon and change shape into a balor," Custodio replies with a thin smile. Then his face turns more serious. "And if you ever learn any of my secrets, I hope you will do me the same favor of keeping those secrets to yourself. Now, shall we go?"
The duo head down the corridor to where the halfling male, Carter, is waiting for them. (Terger notes that Carter looks very much like Livia. Twins, perhaps?) Carter leads them through another hallway and down a spiral staircase to the lowest part of the manor. It is cramped but clean. The long corridor that stretches out before them is spartan and there are an equal number of door on each side, 10 in total. The doors have small windows with single, solid, horizontal iron bar. As Carter leads them down the narrow path, Custodio stops half way down and nods to Terger, as to say, 'I'll wait here'. The Vanquisher cleric stands against the wall, at ease.
Carter and Terger continue down to the end of the corridor. Carter motions to the last door to Terger's right. The halfling moves to the cell and unlocks it but doesn't open it. He hands Terger the key. "Do not open the door until after I leave," Carter strongly suggests. "While he is unarmed, he is not chained to the wall. We didn't want to give him anything that he might use as a weapon. That key will not unlock any of these other doors and Master Oakfirst would appreciate it if neither of you
looked in them while you're down here." Carter turns and looks at Custodio to make sure the cleric hears him as well. The halfling then quickly walks back the way they came and almost scurries up the spiral stairs.
Custodio and Targer watch him leave. Custodio turns and looks at Terger with a raised eyebrow. He stands more at attention and keeps one hand on the hilt of his bastard sword and readies his shield, just in case. "Go ahead."
willpell wrote:"That's GOT IT!!!" Relgar announces with a final, triumphant flourish of the pen, leaping upright while tossing his compass and protractor onto the desk. Having made such a spectacle of himself in the heat of the moment, he realizes that the entire room is looking at him, and that he doesn't remember what he's doing here, and turns beet-red as he searches his memory to figure out what has been going on around him, while he worked out a theoretical problem in thermokinetics which would be impossible to even explain to anyone who doesn't share his particular arcane education.
The first thing he notices is that the one called Terger and the human cleric are no longer in the room. (for some reason, Terger's name and face seem clear to him in his mind.) He remembers the name Rhodes and that Terger was going to speak to the man alone. Yet, the cleric went with him to guard his back. The two of them seem to have a prior connection. What was it, again?
The rest of those gathered stare at him in there own, unique, ways. The dwarf seems curious about Relgar's actions, but he remains quiet. Commander Oakfirst looks at Terger with a grin. Several servants taking care of the food on the table look at him with concern. The halfling woman stands next to him with her hands on her hips, tapping her foot. "Please try not to make a mess, Mister Aspergim."
Relgar looks on the floor to see that he knocked a plate of food off the table. It had been sitting near him, but he didn't remember putting it there. Searching his memory again, he recalls that Oakfirst had put it there for him. The plate seems intact, but the food is scattered. A piece of bread is underfoot.
"It's all right, Livia," Oakfirst says. "He was deep in thought. Give the meat to the dogs and the bread to the pigeons on the roof."
"Yes Master," she sighs. She motions for several of the servants to help her clean up the spilled food.
Relgar notes that there is someone else in the room. A large man with some interesting physical features. He arrived after the others. Brought from another plane of existence. Relgar remembers hearing that part of the conversation more clearly than the rest. Blood magic. Risky stuff, and painful. The cleric of Mirella must have suffered greatly to bring this newcomer to Kulan.
"Finished your equation, have you, Relgar?" Oakfirst asks. He looks at Tim and motions to Relgar. "Sir Tymbeck Valencia of Vrocia, this is Relgar Aspergim, a wizard of Bluffside."