A hush comes across the room and the light grows dim...everyone feels it more than senses it and they soon realize that they are the only ones who can...the other occupants of the tavern seem to be moving in slow motion, oblivious to...whatever it is.
Aleera clutches her head, as if in pain, "The Dagger...it...it has chosen a wielder...someone has it."
Meanwhile, the centaur's eyes glow an off-white, the pupils becoming pits of blackness against the glow.
Within Aodhan's mind...
A voice...one that hasn't disturbed Aohdan for months...not since Silvergard...
The assassins come...for you, and for the one he is meant to protect. Protect him...they will take him if you don't...use him to get to her...should they get to her...all will be lost.
Aohdan sees Renaldo glowing softly. The voice continues...
She bears the blood of dragons...hers is the blood of the cure. She must also be protected...hers is the blood...of the dragonborn.
Aohdan now sees Shayuri glowing softly...then the glow fades.
The light fades from Aohdan's eyes. The light and sound of the room return to normal. Renaldo notes that Dominic seems not to have noticed anything, just like the rest of the tavern's patrons.
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Aohdan's face grows serious, and he leans in close so as not to be overheard. "I offer you a warning, sir. That mercenary in the line earlier, he has some associates- an older orcish fellow seems to be their leader. They intend to deliberately cheat, disqualifying themselves, but maiming other contestants so that their elite fellows have an easy path to lordship." Aohdan waits to see the man's reaction.
Renaldo listens with calm resolve to the centaur, though it is obvious he is greatly intrigued by the information by the eyebrow that raises clear to his scalp line ... practically. he is about to respond when the room goes weird to Aohdan, though Renaldo is completely oblivious to the effect.
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The assassins come...for you, [color=red]and for the one he is meant to protect. Protect him...they will take him if you don't...use him to get to her...should they get to her...all will be lost.
'He?' the assassin is supposed to protect? or was that supposed to be 'you are supposed to protect' ?
Valen springs to Aleera's side. Although his concern for her is obvious on his lean features, his words are in his typical gruff, business-like tone. "Do you know who it is, lass?"
When Aohdan comes to, all humor is washed from his face. "The situation has changed, there can be no doubt now." Aohdan points to Renaldo and Shayuri. "These two are to be included in our coterie. I vouch for them without hesitation." Aohdan pauses a moment. "Let us assure ourselves of our absolute privacy, there is more I would tell. We have reason to fear unfriendly ears."
"Well, if ye say so... Anyways, Ah'm happy someone gets serious about our situation. Ye be all greetin's and formal salutations, and not be listenin' to this dwarf. Maybe a bigger one makes ye hear" The dwarf grumbles, mostly for his own.
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'He?' the assassin is supposed to protect? or was that supposed to be 'you are supposed to protect' ?
OOC: The cryptic voices in the centaur's head occassionally rival Yoda in their ability to confound simple phrases. The "he" in this case refers to Renaldo himself.
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Renaldo listens with calm resolve to the centaur, though it is obvious he is greatly intrigued by the information by the eyebrow that raises clear to his scalp line ... practically. He is about to respond when the room goes weird and Aleera speaks of a dagger, "what is this? a dagger that chooses?"
The look of confusion is only momentary as his hand goes instinctively to his hilt ... and like Aohdan, humor evaporates suddenly like a drop of water in a blacksmith's forge. He looks to the centaur to see his reaction to the visual illusion.
Alaric says "Oh, he just does that sometimes. Nothin' to be alarmed about" with a completely straight face, though his tone suggests a hint of sarcasm. "Let's go talk privately for a moment." He starts leading the others to another room.
The group retires to a small meeting room often used by adventuring groups to plan missions. It features a round table with ten chairs. The table itself is adorned with a carved map of Azgund, with a glass surface covering the map.
OOC: The PCs stand in the private room and stare at each other. Actually, I'm assuming most everyone is probably busy with holiday vacations and such so I'm just bumping this to keep it on the first page.
Aohdan takes a slow, quiet walk around the perimeter of the room. He runs his hands over the surfaces of the walls, the furniture, even the floor and ceiling. Lacking trained skills in focused searching, he allows his senses to wander and his intuition to rule his eyes, his ears, and his nerve endings as he makes his circuit about the room.
Spot: 1d20 + 5=24
Listen: 1d20 +5=23
If convinced of their privacy, Aohdan will continue.
Still stunned, Shayuri finds herself hustled into a back room, and for a moment she almost panics, wondering what these strangers would do to her; what they may already have DONE to her. When one starts searching the walls and fixtures, sheer confusion eases that spike of fear.
"What is this?" she demands, strange silver eyes slitted. "What happened in there? A spell? She said the dagger had chosen a host. How could she know that?"
Johen sits in the private room and seems surprised to see Aohdan being as paranoiac as he usually is himself.He smiles briefly then considers thiswoman who talks of the Dagger so openly. Her features were human but her eyes betrayed some other origins Johen had no clue about. However, despite her nervousness, she was graceful and gentle, something that Johen responded positively to. He asked: "hum, now that we have some privacy, would you care explaining how you came about to hear about this "Dagger", please.."
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The centaur notes nothing unusual or out of place about the room other than its unusual level of cleanliness, most likely magic of some sort.
Aleera finally responds to Valen, "No. I...whatever connection I have to that...that thing, isn't under my control. I only know that it grows more dangerous with a willing wielder..." She pauses to regain some compsure, "and more powerful."
"I told you," Shayuri reminds Johen. "Alaric told me. Well, no, he -told- someone else, but I was there too, and by invitation, so it's not as if I was eavesdropping or anything. He gave the basics of the whole story, though he's been very tight-lipped with the specifics."
"Hmm, alright Sha-yuri... Well, there's little point to discuss the 'Dagger' anymore, is there? Or, we're missing some bits.. Alaric? Who was that person? What did she know or say?" asks Johen is an increasingly inquisive tone, his paranoia excited by the discussion.
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"Easy, honored tree-brother." Valen gives Johen a reassuring nod. "From what she says, Alaric has been discreet in his explanations. What concerns me is not knowing who has the dagger... and the fact that Aleera feels it is someone powerful..." He squeezes Aleera's hand supportively before speaking once more in his rough forester's voice. "Yet it seems that is not the only threat we face. It seems each of you has gained information on a different problem we must face. I hope ou all will forgive me if I take it upon myself to get us organized. Let us start one problem at a time. Master centaur, your 'second-sight' gives you great insight. Other than the dagger, have you found aught else we need to worry about?"
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There is so much going on, we need to get organized, and it would be cool to do so in character. Basically Valen will ask each of you, one at a time, the info you obtained, and I will make a list to be posted in the oOC thread. Valen is used to working with small groups of intelligence gatherers, so he feels right at home with this Please let me know if this should be done another way... So... Yttermain, if you are done cleaning your guns, you are up
"Yes, there are other threats aside from the dagger. The One who speaks to me has warned of assassins. They target myself, and one who..." Aohdan wrinkles his brow in concentration. "And one who is protected by Renaldo. A female." Aohdan glances at Renaldo before continuing. "Also, the lady Shayuri... No direct threat to her, but she must be protected. Her blood is somehow involved in a cure for the dragon plague." Aohdan looks directly at Shayuri "Is there something about you? I don't know, your ancestry perhaps, that we should know about?" Aohdan takes a long breath and continues. "Aaaaaand hopefully a smaller matter: the company of mercenaries that Renaldo had a run in with in the line earlier plans to cheat. They attempted to recruit me as a 'breaker'; someone who maims other contestents in the tournament, deliberately disqualifying themselves and paving the way for the companies elite competitors. I told them that I was an elite, not a breaker. They bought it, but will somehow be testing my loyalty soon. I confess I am at a loss as to what to do about it. Any ideas would be welcome."
The "he" in this case refers to Renaldo himself.
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