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<blockquote data-quote="el-remmen" data-source="post: 3379857" data-attributes="member: 11"><p><strong>InterSession 1.1 - "A Conversation at the Inn"</strong> (1)</p><p></p><p>Laarus followed Bleys up the steps towards the suites, as the others dispersed to deal with their chores directly from lunch. He walked, holding his hands clasped and limp in front of him, in the style common to the priests of the seminary, and with slow, deliberate steps. He hung his head, cocked slightly to the left, his coutenance one of deep concentration</p><p></p><p>As he arrived on the second floor, he called to the watch-mage who was about to enter the suite on the right. He hurried his pace to catch up. “Bleys. Could we talk for a moment? Privately?"</p><p></p><p>"Certainly, I am at your disposal,” Bleys replied gesturing to the priest to follow him into the suite. “What ails your thoughts?"</p><p></p><p>"It's not what ails mine. It's what ails yours." Laarus paused briefly, as Bleys walked towards a window to lift the sash and let in some of the sea air. "You seem strongly against investigating the plot against Weatherwax. Why? I don't feel your worry is the same as Markos' and Timotheus' was."</p><p></p><p>Bleys abruptly whirled around and casts his gaze at the priest.</p><p></p><p>"Interesting… I am glad you came to me with this, and glad that you came to me with this alone. You do me the honor of avoiding an embarrassing scene. For obviously something does trouble your thoughts, and it is that I am the voice of dissent. And you query if it is to my character; what is it about me that you don't know? Or, it could be that your query may stem from something I <em>do</em> know? And I wonder which?” Bleys spoke in a tone as if simply thinking aloud. He looked up at the ceiling thoughtfully, and then looked back down at the priest. “But be not troubled. While I do not know the concerns of the others, mine is practical. I consider you a man of reason. Is it not reasonable that we should follow the path set before us so obviously? To the Disputed Territories. We are given boons enabling us to stay closer to Sluetelot, in aid of our quests. While the Disputed Territories are not near, they are not so far as Tribunisport. Nor shall they prove as expensive to reach. It seems obvious to me that both Isis, and by your own admission, Ra, give us direction to the southwest. And so, should you decide here and now that you believe it is in the Charter's best interest to hire passage across Drei-Hoek Bay to Tribunisport to follow uncorroborated rumors of a pirate threat from my brother-in-law, the affable ne'er-do-well, who incidentally refuses to provide <em>his</em> source of information… If you believe that the Thrician Royal Navy needs us to save it from a few pirates, then you will brook no further argument from me, and our course is chosen."</p><p></p><p>Bleys the Aubergine stood as erect as a soldier awaiting orders, waiting quietly and expectantly in his deep purple cloak and his crimson shirt.</p><p></p><p>"Southwest? Yes, that would bring us to the Disputed Territories. And yes, the Church of Ra and Liesel of Isis have directed us to the Disputed Territories, but neither have they set a certain path for us. The suggestion to travel southwest was made by one whose interest was in the looting of tombs found there. Is that where your interests lie as well?" Laarus paused again, briefly, trying to read the expression of the so-far inscrutable young watch-mage. But, he continued before the watch-mage could answer. "The interests of the Charter are for us to serve the Crown, its Houses and People and to battle their enemies. Both routes allow us to fulfill our oath. As for not sharing his source, he has sworn to someone not to, it shows Telemahkos to be honorable. I feel his source may be less so, as he requires such secrecy. That does not mean truth lacks or that we should turn a deaf ear."</p><p></p><p>Bleys waited for more, but when the silence became too long, he exhaled and spoke: "Well, of course, my interests lie with the Charter first and foremost. And I believe that those interests are specifically Thricia, her peoples and the Margrave. I also believe that while we do not have specific tasks set before us, we would be foolish to not take advantage of any assets we may have by way of what we have been offered, both in resources and information. But regardless, I thought I was merely making suggestions as to a course of action, and was not adamant or firm as others. As for Telemakhos not sharing his source: It may make you consider him honorable, but I believe it reflects poorly on how he judges our characters. Were he not to trust us, why enter into this pact with us? He could of at least given some insight into his reasoning. Instead, we are to blindly do the wishes of House Briareus? But I digress… I will admit that I have some personal interest in visiting the King Stones, but I do not let this cloud my judgment in the least or most importantly, interfere in my mission: which is serving the Margrave's wishes. As I said, tell me now that we go to Tribunisport and you will have my support. I thought I made that fairly clear."</p><p></p><p>"It's not my position to tell you where to go. The Charter granted us all an equal voice. I felt you were reluctant to use it in public. That is why I come to you in private. We must <em>learn</em> to trust in each other. It is not because we already do that the Charter exists; it was created and signed due to politics," Laarus replied. He took a deep breath. “For you, it was the politics of the Margrave that had you sign the Charter. You appear to desire to serve her and her wishes well. What are her wishes at this time?”</p><p></p><p>Bleys began to circle the room, "Alas, I am not one for politics. Perhaps not being of a noble House I am reluctant to drown others out with my equal say… Mayhap that much is obvious already."</p><p></p><p>Stopping at the end of the long table, he laid his hands palms down upon it, "I speak not for the Margrave… I only know that it is as a result of her wishes that I, a Watch-Mage, am here. I don't expect you to tell me what my voice should be, but know I give your station the respect it commands, unlike some… perhaps… I fear that others may not respect stations of importance, be it Sunfather or Watch-Mage, and respect only politics and the importance of their House. As to my reticence to speak in public, fear not for I have not lost my voice. Indeed, I merely wait to speak until my words have gravity. And sometimes that requires patience, so that I might know to the fullest the facts of what I am to speak about. Of my recollection, it was Briareus whom mentioned the King Stones, as you say, and as we know Briareus who brought us the rumors of pirates in Tribunisport."</p><p></p><p>He eased himself on to the end of one of the long benches, keeping his eyes on the priest, "Again, I appreciate this matter being one of privacy, and agree that we must come to trust one another. Indeed, I wish for nothing more… Perhaps it is obvious already that you command my respect. As does the Militant, whose title alone speaks much of her character… Perhaps equally as obvious are my tepid feelings for your cousin and House Briareus. I know nothing of them personally, I still suspect they may be too quick to carouse, and too slow to aid. I am hoping that the road ahead proves me wrong. But know this, while we are in any town proper, should their glib tongues or thirst for drink get them into trouble of any kind, they will receive no support from me."</p><p></p><p>Bleys poured two cups of water from the pitcher on the table and drank deeply. He pushed the other across towards the priest, and refilled his own cup. "Laarus of Ra, you still have yet to tell me what you think our best course of action should be. Do I make you reluctant to choose? You already know my position."</p><p></p><p>"I have not seen yet what is the best path. The troubles in the Disputed Territories cannot be ignored or forgotten. Plus, its investigation comes at the request of my superiors." Laarus picked up the cup of water and took a sip. "Though the situation is grave, it does not appear to be of such immediate importance that we should neglect aiding others. I don't feel our party could handle a pirate attack as well as the navy of House Weatherwax. Such an attempt would be foolhardy. By investigation we could find out the who and when of the plot, aiding House Weatherwax to be better prepared for attacks or to end the plot before it gets that far."</p><p></p><p>He placed the cup back on the table.</p><p></p><p>”And it was Joezyn Barhyte that told us of the King Stones, not House Briareus, though he did tell Telémahkos and Timotheus,” Laarus continued. “What makes you think that is it House Briareus wants us to check into the pirates?”</p><p></p><p>“I meant Telémahkos and his bodyguard specifically when I said Briareus,” Bleys replied. “He was the one that relayed the information to me. As for Tribunisport and the pirates, I am only guessing… My humble apologies if I have misled you. I am unused to the intricacies of political innuendo.” He broke off a hunk of bread and smeared soft cheese on it.</p><p></p><p>“In any event, it seems our decision is delayed and we will be going to New Harbinger first,” Laarus said. “We don't know Telémahkos’ information is true, but that doesn't mean it's false. We need to know more to see which it is.”</p><p> </p><p>Bleys the Aubergine waited as if certain the priest of Ra would say more, but Laarus remained silent.</p><p></p><p>“Is that it then or do you yet have further need of me?" the watch-mage asked.</p><p></p><p>“Nothing more." Laarus finished the last sip in his water cup, sets it down, and began to walk away. After a few steps he turned back towards Bleys. "I have some business to attend to. Thanks for your time…See you at dinner?"</p><p></p><p>Bleys produced a small book from his rucksack and laid it on the table, opening it next to his plate. Without looking up he replied, "You certainly will; someone has to help you keep an eye on the riff-raff. Besides, maybe we'll get lucky and Telémahkos will invite his anonymous companion around to join us. “His delivery was so monotone, Laarus could detect no sarcasm. “I appreciate your candor. Good afternoon."</p><p></p><p> “May Ra’s light shine on you then,” Laarus of Ra said as he left.</p><p></p><p><strong>End of InterSession 1.1</strong></p><p>------------------------------------------------------------</p><p><strong>Notes:</strong></p><p></p><p>(1) This exchange was played out via e-mail between Sessions #1 and #2.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="el-remmen, post: 3379857, member: 11"] [b]InterSession 1.1 - "A Conversation at the Inn"[/b] (1) Laarus followed Bleys up the steps towards the suites, as the others dispersed to deal with their chores directly from lunch. He walked, holding his hands clasped and limp in front of him, in the style common to the priests of the seminary, and with slow, deliberate steps. He hung his head, cocked slightly to the left, his coutenance one of deep concentration As he arrived on the second floor, he called to the watch-mage who was about to enter the suite on the right. He hurried his pace to catch up. “Bleys. Could we talk for a moment? Privately?" "Certainly, I am at your disposal,” Bleys replied gesturing to the priest to follow him into the suite. “What ails your thoughts?" "It's not what ails mine. It's what ails yours." Laarus paused briefly, as Bleys walked towards a window to lift the sash and let in some of the sea air. "You seem strongly against investigating the plot against Weatherwax. Why? I don't feel your worry is the same as Markos' and Timotheus' was." Bleys abruptly whirled around and casts his gaze at the priest. "Interesting… I am glad you came to me with this, and glad that you came to me with this alone. You do me the honor of avoiding an embarrassing scene. For obviously something does trouble your thoughts, and it is that I am the voice of dissent. And you query if it is to my character; what is it about me that you don't know? Or, it could be that your query may stem from something I [I]do[/I] know? And I wonder which?” Bleys spoke in a tone as if simply thinking aloud. He looked up at the ceiling thoughtfully, and then looked back down at the priest. “But be not troubled. While I do not know the concerns of the others, mine is practical. I consider you a man of reason. Is it not reasonable that we should follow the path set before us so obviously? To the Disputed Territories. We are given boons enabling us to stay closer to Sluetelot, in aid of our quests. While the Disputed Territories are not near, they are not so far as Tribunisport. Nor shall they prove as expensive to reach. It seems obvious to me that both Isis, and by your own admission, Ra, give us direction to the southwest. And so, should you decide here and now that you believe it is in the Charter's best interest to hire passage across Drei-Hoek Bay to Tribunisport to follow uncorroborated rumors of a pirate threat from my brother-in-law, the affable ne'er-do-well, who incidentally refuses to provide [I]his[/I] source of information… If you believe that the Thrician Royal Navy needs us to save it from a few pirates, then you will brook no further argument from me, and our course is chosen." Bleys the Aubergine stood as erect as a soldier awaiting orders, waiting quietly and expectantly in his deep purple cloak and his crimson shirt. "Southwest? Yes, that would bring us to the Disputed Territories. And yes, the Church of Ra and Liesel of Isis have directed us to the Disputed Territories, but neither have they set a certain path for us. The suggestion to travel southwest was made by one whose interest was in the looting of tombs found there. Is that where your interests lie as well?" Laarus paused again, briefly, trying to read the expression of the so-far inscrutable young watch-mage. But, he continued before the watch-mage could answer. "The interests of the Charter are for us to serve the Crown, its Houses and People and to battle their enemies. Both routes allow us to fulfill our oath. As for not sharing his source, he has sworn to someone not to, it shows Telemahkos to be honorable. I feel his source may be less so, as he requires such secrecy. That does not mean truth lacks or that we should turn a deaf ear." Bleys waited for more, but when the silence became too long, he exhaled and spoke: "Well, of course, my interests lie with the Charter first and foremost. And I believe that those interests are specifically Thricia, her peoples and the Margrave. I also believe that while we do not have specific tasks set before us, we would be foolish to not take advantage of any assets we may have by way of what we have been offered, both in resources and information. But regardless, I thought I was merely making suggestions as to a course of action, and was not adamant or firm as others. As for Telemakhos not sharing his source: It may make you consider him honorable, but I believe it reflects poorly on how he judges our characters. Were he not to trust us, why enter into this pact with us? He could of at least given some insight into his reasoning. Instead, we are to blindly do the wishes of House Briareus? But I digress… I will admit that I have some personal interest in visiting the King Stones, but I do not let this cloud my judgment in the least or most importantly, interfere in my mission: which is serving the Margrave's wishes. As I said, tell me now that we go to Tribunisport and you will have my support. I thought I made that fairly clear." "It's not my position to tell you where to go. The Charter granted us all an equal voice. I felt you were reluctant to use it in public. That is why I come to you in private. We must [I]learn[/I] to trust in each other. It is not because we already do that the Charter exists; it was created and signed due to politics," Laarus replied. He took a deep breath. “For you, it was the politics of the Margrave that had you sign the Charter. You appear to desire to serve her and her wishes well. What are her wishes at this time?” Bleys began to circle the room, "Alas, I am not one for politics. Perhaps not being of a noble House I am reluctant to drown others out with my equal say… Mayhap that much is obvious already." Stopping at the end of the long table, he laid his hands palms down upon it, "I speak not for the Margrave… I only know that it is as a result of her wishes that I, a Watch-Mage, am here. I don't expect you to tell me what my voice should be, but know I give your station the respect it commands, unlike some… perhaps… I fear that others may not respect stations of importance, be it Sunfather or Watch-Mage, and respect only politics and the importance of their House. As to my reticence to speak in public, fear not for I have not lost my voice. Indeed, I merely wait to speak until my words have gravity. And sometimes that requires patience, so that I might know to the fullest the facts of what I am to speak about. Of my recollection, it was Briareus whom mentioned the King Stones, as you say, and as we know Briareus who brought us the rumors of pirates in Tribunisport." He eased himself on to the end of one of the long benches, keeping his eyes on the priest, "Again, I appreciate this matter being one of privacy, and agree that we must come to trust one another. Indeed, I wish for nothing more… Perhaps it is obvious already that you command my respect. As does the Militant, whose title alone speaks much of her character… Perhaps equally as obvious are my tepid feelings for your cousin and House Briareus. I know nothing of them personally, I still suspect they may be too quick to carouse, and too slow to aid. I am hoping that the road ahead proves me wrong. But know this, while we are in any town proper, should their glib tongues or thirst for drink get them into trouble of any kind, they will receive no support from me." Bleys poured two cups of water from the pitcher on the table and drank deeply. He pushed the other across towards the priest, and refilled his own cup. "Laarus of Ra, you still have yet to tell me what you think our best course of action should be. Do I make you reluctant to choose? You already know my position." "I have not seen yet what is the best path. The troubles in the Disputed Territories cannot be ignored or forgotten. Plus, its investigation comes at the request of my superiors." Laarus picked up the cup of water and took a sip. "Though the situation is grave, it does not appear to be of such immediate importance that we should neglect aiding others. I don't feel our party could handle a pirate attack as well as the navy of House Weatherwax. Such an attempt would be foolhardy. By investigation we could find out the who and when of the plot, aiding House Weatherwax to be better prepared for attacks or to end the plot before it gets that far." He placed the cup back on the table. ”And it was Joezyn Barhyte that told us of the King Stones, not House Briareus, though he did tell Telémahkos and Timotheus,” Laarus continued. “What makes you think that is it House Briareus wants us to check into the pirates?” “I meant Telémahkos and his bodyguard specifically when I said Briareus,” Bleys replied. “He was the one that relayed the information to me. As for Tribunisport and the pirates, I am only guessing… My humble apologies if I have misled you. I am unused to the intricacies of political innuendo.” He broke off a hunk of bread and smeared soft cheese on it. “In any event, it seems our decision is delayed and we will be going to New Harbinger first,” Laarus said. “We don't know Telémahkos’ information is true, but that doesn't mean it's false. We need to know more to see which it is.” Bleys the Aubergine waited as if certain the priest of Ra would say more, but Laarus remained silent. “Is that it then or do you yet have further need of me?" the watch-mage asked. “Nothing more." Laarus finished the last sip in his water cup, sets it down, and began to walk away. After a few steps he turned back towards Bleys. "I have some business to attend to. Thanks for your time…See you at dinner?" Bleys produced a small book from his rucksack and laid it on the table, opening it next to his plate. Without looking up he replied, "You certainly will; someone has to help you keep an eye on the riff-raff. Besides, maybe we'll get lucky and Telémahkos will invite his anonymous companion around to join us. “His delivery was so monotone, Laarus could detect no sarcasm. “I appreciate your candor. Good afternoon." “May Ra’s light shine on you then,” Laarus of Ra said as he left. [b]End of InterSession 1.1[/b] ------------------------------------------------------------ [b]Notes:[/b] (1) This exchange was played out via e-mail between Sessions #1 and #2. [/QUOTE]
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