diaglo
Adventurer
A heavy burden
Fiddle contacted his old friend Tristan. They got down to business and Fiddle eased his mind. It was like being around family again. Fiddle used the 3 emeralds he had picked up from Ashabenford to purchase 15 pearls for Alya. They would be available tomorrow. He was gonna give Alya a pearl necklace. But then remembered Alya was a male now. It must be the ale talking. ... Fiddle shook himself and got back to the conversation. He pulled out a bone Quaan ring. One he had hidden in his haversack for months. One he had pulled off a dead Ogre Mage in the Banewarrens. He told Tristan all he knew about the Quaan, the Pactlords, the cult of Moander, and the White Banshee. He named names. Hedrack top of the list. Finnister, Fextor's evil twin. Father Claw the Dragon. and Chewpach Shaqore the Elder Beholder. Irae the drow priestess. He also told Tristan of the mephit, Vern. In case he needed someone to verify the information. After his long tale and his 4th or 5rh ale Fiddle's mind was calm. It felt good to get it off his chest. He bid farewell and went back to the Windlord's Rest for a nightcap and maybe a bedfellow.... but not Alya he told himself. She was a he now.
In the morning, Fiddle woke to a knocking. A young boy presented him with a note. Fiddle tipped him well.
"Your package is ready. I have some more information you may find interesting."
Fiddle showed the note to Sully as he explained, "I've acquired some pearls for Alya. I'll be right back."
Fiddle scampered across the way and picked up his pouch of pearls. He also found out a historian was interested in his gems. He was given directions to the workplace of Tellios Pryaster.
Fiddle returned to the party room. He deposited the pearls with Alya, who got right to work.
"I have an errand to run," Fiddle blurted. "If anyone wants to find out more about the emeralds... Oops.."
"I have the emeralds," Sully said. He checked. He did, in fact, have some from the Black Manor.
"No, not those," Fiddle started. "But maybe he did mean those. I had them with me last night. My contact says he has a buyer who is very interested in them. I sold him some others I had in exchange for the pearls."
"I'll go with you," Sully nodded. "Alya is going to be awhile. The others are still resting and it is a long day ahead of us."
Fiddle contacted his old friend Tristan. They got down to business and Fiddle eased his mind. It was like being around family again. Fiddle used the 3 emeralds he had picked up from Ashabenford to purchase 15 pearls for Alya. They would be available tomorrow. He was gonna give Alya a pearl necklace. But then remembered Alya was a male now. It must be the ale talking. ... Fiddle shook himself and got back to the conversation. He pulled out a bone Quaan ring. One he had hidden in his haversack for months. One he had pulled off a dead Ogre Mage in the Banewarrens. He told Tristan all he knew about the Quaan, the Pactlords, the cult of Moander, and the White Banshee. He named names. Hedrack top of the list. Finnister, Fextor's evil twin. Father Claw the Dragon. and Chewpach Shaqore the Elder Beholder. Irae the drow priestess. He also told Tristan of the mephit, Vern. In case he needed someone to verify the information. After his long tale and his 4th or 5rh ale Fiddle's mind was calm. It felt good to get it off his chest. He bid farewell and went back to the Windlord's Rest for a nightcap and maybe a bedfellow.... but not Alya he told himself. She was a he now.
In the morning, Fiddle woke to a knocking. A young boy presented him with a note. Fiddle tipped him well.
"Your package is ready. I have some more information you may find interesting."
Fiddle showed the note to Sully as he explained, "I've acquired some pearls for Alya. I'll be right back."
Fiddle scampered across the way and picked up his pouch of pearls. He also found out a historian was interested in his gems. He was given directions to the workplace of Tellios Pryaster.
Fiddle returned to the party room. He deposited the pearls with Alya, who got right to work.
"I have an errand to run," Fiddle blurted. "If anyone wants to find out more about the emeralds... Oops.."
"I have the emeralds," Sully said. He checked. He did, in fact, have some from the Black Manor.
"No, not those," Fiddle started. "But maybe he did mean those. I had them with me last night. My contact says he has a buyer who is very interested in them. I sold him some others I had in exchange for the pearls."
"I'll go with you," Sully nodded. "Alya is going to be awhile. The others are still resting and it is a long day ahead of us."