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<blockquote data-quote="ThirdWizard" data-source="post: 6637854" data-attributes="member: 12037"><p>The group - Mozzy, Mehen, Aurian, and Jer - sat in silence in the Mimir. It was early afternoon, and there weren’t many customers. Esbjorn had let them into a back room to talk privately, busying himself in the back room getting the barrels of mead ready to roll out when the evening rush arrived. Mozzy had related what she had learned that morning to the others, telling the two stories that Berroda had told to her. They had a task to do, and the group deserved to know why they were risking their lives - their very minds - for this one. And, it was a doozy.</p><p></p><p>Aurian spoke up first. “So, Thram was doing research on these stones?”</p><p></p><p>Mozzy nodded.</p><p></p><p>“And, right now the Believers in the Source, the Godsmen that is, don’t have the research. But, they know where it is, and in a fairly safe place. But they’d like to move it to the Foundry. So where is it?”</p><p></p><p>“In his home. A small enclave where he lived with a few other spellcasters to be exact. It’s a large house in the Clerk’s Ward just off Montgomery Street.”</p><p></p><p>“Swanky neighborhood,” said Jer.</p><p></p><p>“And why haven’t they just gone in and gotten it yet?” asked Mehen.</p><p></p><p>“That’s because for whatever reason, everyone there went insane.”</p><p></p><p>The others exchanged looks.</p><p></p><p>“And this is why Godsmen were being attacked?” asked Aurian.</p><p></p><p>“It’s likely, and it adds up. It’s something that’s worth killing for. Especially for Anarchists. Think about what might happen if they got their hands onto something, or things, that could turn their wildest fantasies into reality. I don’t see how they could not go after it.”</p><p></p><p>Mehen shivered, shaking his head. “We can’t allow that.”</p><p></p><p>“But, why were they attacking random Godsmen?” asked Aurian.</p><p></p><p>“Thram is in… a safe place.” She didn’t want to mention Harbinger House. It’s very existence was not pertinent and a closely guarded secret, one that she didn’t know the dark of but still knew enough not to mention. That Thram was there now explained why it was so difficult for the Anarchists to find out anything. Even she barely knew of its existence before Berroda had confirmed it directly when he said Thram was there. “The Anarchists don’t know where he is, and they don’t know how to get to him, although they’ve probably heard rumors about his research. They may not even know that Thram is the one who was researching the sounding stones, just that it was some Godsman high up who disappeared and nobody talks about. And, I expect you not to tell anyone about Thram himself. That is… need to know only.”</p><p></p><p>The others nodded.</p><p></p><p>“So, we go into this crazy house. We find his research. We get out. Seems straight forward,” said Jer, stroking his chin.</p><p></p><p>“There’s nothing straightforward about crazy mages in their own home,” mused Aurian dryly. “Do we have any idea what is driving them insane or if we’ll go insane if we go inside?”</p><p></p><p>“Nope. It’s why no one has gone in yet,” answered Mozzy.</p><p></p><p>“Of course it is.”</p><p></p><p>“How do we know they’re still inside?” asked Jer.</p><p></p><p>“A guard contingent has been posted. I have a writ allowing entrance, and autonomy in how to handle the house itself as well as its inhabitants. It’s all up to my discretion on how to proceed.”</p><p></p><p>“So, they can blame everything on you if it goes wrong,” noted Jer.</p><p></p><p>“Pretty much.” Mozzy leaned back in her chair and sighed.</p><p></p><p>“This gets better and better,” said Mehen.</p><p></p><p>Mozzy concluded the plan, such as it was. “And, once the research is safely in Godman hands, we simply let a rumor go around about it, and the attacks on Godsmen will hopefully stop. Of course, spying and infiltration against the Great Foundry itself will most certainly start up at that point, but that’s better than Godsmen being found dead in ditches by a long shot. Maybe some embedded Revolutionary League will make a wrong move and end up outing themselves. Who knows.”</p><p></p><p>“Speaking of those notes…” said Aurian. “I wouldn’t mind taking a look myself.”</p><p></p><p>Mehen nodded at the thought. He was always very interested in magical knowledge. “Agreed. I think a look would be acceptable. We are, after all, risking our lives. Maybe we can even make a copy for ourselves and keep investigating this independently.”</p><p></p><p>Mozzy shrugged. “I’d be fine with that. I can’t say my interest isn’t piqued.”</p><p></p><p>Jer smiled, “Maybe even get one of those stones for ourselves. I wouldn’t mind my dreams coming true.”</p><p></p><p>“We’ve got to get the research first,” said Mozzy.</p><p></p><p>“But, that’s the whole plan?” asked Mehen, “We go inside, take a look around for some notes, and hope we don’t go crazy?”</p><p></p><p>Mozzy looked at him and shrugged. “We’re going into an unknown situation with limited resources, unsure about exactly what we’re looking for, and unprepared for what we might find. No point in making a plan.”</p><p></p><p>“So just like any other day,” said Aurian.</p><p></p><p>Mozzy nodded. “Just like any other day. We’ll meet tomorrow morning in front of the house.”</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="ThirdWizard, post: 6637854, member: 12037"] The group - Mozzy, Mehen, Aurian, and Jer - sat in silence in the Mimir. It was early afternoon, and there weren’t many customers. Esbjorn had let them into a back room to talk privately, busying himself in the back room getting the barrels of mead ready to roll out when the evening rush arrived. Mozzy had related what she had learned that morning to the others, telling the two stories that Berroda had told to her. They had a task to do, and the group deserved to know why they were risking their lives - their very minds - for this one. And, it was a doozy. Aurian spoke up first. “So, Thram was doing research on these stones?” Mozzy nodded. “And, right now the Believers in the Source, the Godsmen that is, don’t have the research. But, they know where it is, and in a fairly safe place. But they’d like to move it to the Foundry. So where is it?” “In his home. A small enclave where he lived with a few other spellcasters to be exact. It’s a large house in the Clerk’s Ward just off Montgomery Street.” “Swanky neighborhood,” said Jer. “And why haven’t they just gone in and gotten it yet?” asked Mehen. “That’s because for whatever reason, everyone there went insane.” The others exchanged looks. “And this is why Godsmen were being attacked?” asked Aurian. “It’s likely, and it adds up. It’s something that’s worth killing for. Especially for Anarchists. Think about what might happen if they got their hands onto something, or things, that could turn their wildest fantasies into reality. I don’t see how they could not go after it.” Mehen shivered, shaking his head. “We can’t allow that.” “But, why were they attacking random Godsmen?” asked Aurian. “Thram is in… a safe place.” She didn’t want to mention Harbinger House. It’s very existence was not pertinent and a closely guarded secret, one that she didn’t know the dark of but still knew enough not to mention. That Thram was there now explained why it was so difficult for the Anarchists to find out anything. Even she barely knew of its existence before Berroda had confirmed it directly when he said Thram was there. “The Anarchists don’t know where he is, and they don’t know how to get to him, although they’ve probably heard rumors about his research. They may not even know that Thram is the one who was researching the sounding stones, just that it was some Godsman high up who disappeared and nobody talks about. And, I expect you not to tell anyone about Thram himself. That is… need to know only.” The others nodded. “So, we go into this crazy house. We find his research. We get out. Seems straight forward,” said Jer, stroking his chin. “There’s nothing straightforward about crazy mages in their own home,” mused Aurian dryly. “Do we have any idea what is driving them insane or if we’ll go insane if we go inside?” “Nope. It’s why no one has gone in yet,” answered Mozzy. “Of course it is.” “How do we know they’re still inside?” asked Jer. “A guard contingent has been posted. I have a writ allowing entrance, and autonomy in how to handle the house itself as well as its inhabitants. It’s all up to my discretion on how to proceed.” “So, they can blame everything on you if it goes wrong,” noted Jer. “Pretty much.” Mozzy leaned back in her chair and sighed. “This gets better and better,” said Mehen. Mozzy concluded the plan, such as it was. “And, once the research is safely in Godman hands, we simply let a rumor go around about it, and the attacks on Godsmen will hopefully stop. Of course, spying and infiltration against the Great Foundry itself will most certainly start up at that point, but that’s better than Godsmen being found dead in ditches by a long shot. Maybe some embedded Revolutionary League will make a wrong move and end up outing themselves. Who knows.” “Speaking of those notes…” said Aurian. “I wouldn’t mind taking a look myself.” Mehen nodded at the thought. He was always very interested in magical knowledge. “Agreed. I think a look would be acceptable. We are, after all, risking our lives. Maybe we can even make a copy for ourselves and keep investigating this independently.” Mozzy shrugged. “I’d be fine with that. I can’t say my interest isn’t piqued.” Jer smiled, “Maybe even get one of those stones for ourselves. I wouldn’t mind my dreams coming true.” “We’ve got to get the research first,” said Mozzy. “But, that’s the whole plan?” asked Mehen, “We go inside, take a look around for some notes, and hope we don’t go crazy?” Mozzy looked at him and shrugged. “We’re going into an unknown situation with limited resources, unsure about exactly what we’re looking for, and unprepared for what we might find. No point in making a plan.” “So just like any other day,” said Aurian. Mozzy nodded. “Just like any other day. We’ll meet tomorrow morning in front of the house.” [/QUOTE]
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