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<blockquote data-quote="megamania" data-source="post: 2124472" data-attributes="member: 9255"><p>EBERRON</p><p>03/26/05</p><p>SEGMENT 058</p><p>“RAIL WRECK” PT IX</p><p> </p><p>Sara looks out and looks displeased. She doesn’t care for the police nation of Karrnath. She is unwanted in Thrane AND here. She just hopes that certain clerics and military officers are not here. Cedious looks out and takes it all in. He looks again at the car. He swallows hard. He spots a lone green leather covered finger that was missed under a far table. The soldiers are already boarding! Too late!</p><p></p><p>Bludgeon returns to his place of storage in the Cannith bag of holding. The two ½ Giants go to the bunkrooms to “sleep” while the others hang out and try to look casual. The war priest doesn’t bother to knock as he enters the car. A wand held out being used for detection purposes. The druid tries to determine what but can only make out detection magic. Perhaps secret compartments or magic.</p><p></p><p>“This is the property of House Cannith. You are not allowed on board this car as such.” States Beth d’Cannith to the cleric as his guards spread out. The druid spots Emerald Claw symbols on two of the guards. He quietly curses to himself and hopes the cleaning spell worked completely and Blu’s mental reprogramming of the rail and waitress staff works. Maybe the ½ giants are prepared to fight their way out of Rekkenmark, but he is not.</p><p></p><p>“I will inspect and do anything I wish to this car and the people within it. You are on Karrnath land now Maker.” Retorts the cleric. He reaches behind his back under his cape, which has the fighter reach for his weapon. “If you draw that blade- you will die” calmly states the cleric as he pulls out a scroll and opens it. He has a soldier hand it to Beth.</p><p></p><p>Beth reads it carefully and sighs in defeat. “We carry no one of this description.” </p><p></p><p>“I will be the judge and jury of this and my wraith will be the executioner if required.” The cleric returns to waving his wand through the car’s first room.</p><p></p><p>“I wonder what they are looking for?” asks Cedious as he notes the standard search and recovery patterns by the military.</p><p></p><p>“Not what but maybe whom.” Answers Sara.</p><p></p><p>Cedious is surprises as out of the corner of his eye he sees her hand become plumb and less dexterous. Turning to face her, she now looks like a fat female halfling with a wart on her cheek and light hair. He gulps as the first thing he wonders is which was the disguise- the beautiful gnome or the ugly halfling. They can hear the soldiers outside.</p><p></p><p>“uh-oh….very bad.” Mumbles Sara.</p><p></p><p>“What is it?” Cedious says as he stares at the new and less than improved Sara.</p><p></p><p>“That sounded like bad history to me. Please- Please Olladra- Please let that not be Lord Rikus. The world is too big for it to him here and now.” She seems to sink into the seat recalling that name and remembering the incident that occurred with him.</p><p></p><p></p><p>“What is your purpose d’Cannith?” commands the priest as he slowly sweeps the room with his wand. The druid notes where he slows down and hesitates. These may be secret compartments with magic within. Beth did suggest there was magic here. </p><p></p><p>“We travel to the Talenta Plains to locate a missing Cannith member.” She states.</p><p></p><p>“Really? That is a long way to go. Why was this member there?” He steps into a room and checks it out. He notes there are signs of more people than the ones he sees here.</p><p></p><p>“He sought a relic. We fear he has died. We are there only to retrieve him if we can. The house doesn’t believe the relic is worth the human life at risk.”</p><p></p><p>Looking at the druid and his wolf, the cleric comments. “So you use non-humans?”</p><p></p><p>“This is our guide.”</p><p></p><p>“Humm. Yes I guess he is. What is behind this locked door?” </p><p></p><p>“My personal room.”</p><p></p><p>“Nothing is personal. Open it. Now.”</p><p></p><p>Clenching her teeth, she uses her ring of Cannith to unlock the magical lock. He enters and stops. “What is in the bag? Show me NOW.”</p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p>The guard scans the diner car then calls over his shoulder- “Clear Lord Rikus.”</p><p></p><p>Sara’s gulp is nearly audible.</p><p></p><p>A heavily armored man with a beard and red cape enters the car. He has a wand in one hand and the other hand rest on the handle of his war mace. He looks around a bit and sees only four occupants. Two halflings and two Thrane officers.</p><p></p><p>He continues to look at the floor, walls and tables as walks through the car. Cedious barely catches his whisper to the men. “This is the cleanest car I’ve ever seen.” He walks directly to the halflings. “Identification Papers. Now.”</p><p></p><p></p><p>Bludgeon stands revealed before the priest. He slowly looks up the body of the large warforged and centers his attention on the faceplate. “Charger. Don’t see these often on the rails.”</p><p></p><p>“He is my body guard.”</p><p></p><p>“Why would you need one?”</p><p></p><p>“He is my personal possession. I bring him anywhere I go.”</p><p></p><p>“Hum. Yes. Be careful with these. Chargers tend to be ..destructive.”</p><p></p><p>He continues into other locked rooms. The druid tries to insult the soldiers with small minor actions. Nothing that is unlawful, only disrespectful. They ignore him.</p><p></p><p>“Droaam Beast.” Declares the cleric as he opens the door revealing Black Sand. “More protection?”</p><p></p><p>“It is the land of the predators good lord. It may prove to be required to have extra protection.”</p><p></p><p>“The world is full of predators. The war is over but there is still conflict. What kind of relic was it you seek?” He turns to try the next door.</p><p></p><p>“I am unsure good lord. I believe it involves the use of large lizards. Thus the location.”</p><p></p><p>“Another Droaam creature. You may need protection from your very guards. You should not lie to me Maker. These are not mere bodyguards. They are warriors and dangerous ones at that.”</p><p></p><p>The human fighter tenses up and wonders if he could get in one fatal strike before being blown apart.</p><p></p><p>“Now, why are you here again?”</p><p></p><p>“Janna Freeberry. So halfling of you.” Lord Rikus throws the ID onto the table so that it slides across and onto Sara’s lap. “Cedious. Cedious? No last name runt?”</p><p></p><p>“I am a Sharn Orphan. Parents were killed during the war. Cyre (hoping to gain favor).”</p><p></p><p>Lord Rikus looks it over then throws his ID so that it tumbles across the table. Cedious catches it easily and puts it back into his pocket. Rikus notes the grace of a rogue.</p><p></p><p>“And what of you?!? What is your purpose?” He demands as he turns to the Thrane natives. </p><p></p><p>“Cedious?” asks Sara.</p><p></p><p>“Janna?” answers Cedious.</p><p></p><p>They allow only the smallest of smiles before returning to the fear stricken respectful halflings they were trying to pretend to be.</p><p></p><p></p><p>“That was close. Too close.” Says the Human Fighter as the cleric finally leaves with his guards.</p><p></p><p>“No problem.” Answers Black sand. I would have torn him apart.”</p><p></p><p>“Do not be so sure. Now…about the Claw and the Diner car….”</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="megamania, post: 2124472, member: 9255"] EBERRON 03/26/05 SEGMENT 058 “RAIL WRECK” PT IX Sara looks out and looks displeased. She doesn’t care for the police nation of Karrnath. She is unwanted in Thrane AND here. She just hopes that certain clerics and military officers are not here. Cedious looks out and takes it all in. He looks again at the car. He swallows hard. He spots a lone green leather covered finger that was missed under a far table. The soldiers are already boarding! Too late! Bludgeon returns to his place of storage in the Cannith bag of holding. The two ½ Giants go to the bunkrooms to “sleep” while the others hang out and try to look casual. The war priest doesn’t bother to knock as he enters the car. A wand held out being used for detection purposes. The druid tries to determine what but can only make out detection magic. Perhaps secret compartments or magic. “This is the property of House Cannith. You are not allowed on board this car as such.” States Beth d’Cannith to the cleric as his guards spread out. The druid spots Emerald Claw symbols on two of the guards. He quietly curses to himself and hopes the cleaning spell worked completely and Blu’s mental reprogramming of the rail and waitress staff works. Maybe the ½ giants are prepared to fight their way out of Rekkenmark, but he is not. “I will inspect and do anything I wish to this car and the people within it. You are on Karrnath land now Maker.” Retorts the cleric. He reaches behind his back under his cape, which has the fighter reach for his weapon. “If you draw that blade- you will die” calmly states the cleric as he pulls out a scroll and opens it. He has a soldier hand it to Beth. Beth reads it carefully and sighs in defeat. “We carry no one of this description.” “I will be the judge and jury of this and my wraith will be the executioner if required.” The cleric returns to waving his wand through the car’s first room. “I wonder what they are looking for?” asks Cedious as he notes the standard search and recovery patterns by the military. “Not what but maybe whom.” Answers Sara. Cedious is surprises as out of the corner of his eye he sees her hand become plumb and less dexterous. Turning to face her, she now looks like a fat female halfling with a wart on her cheek and light hair. He gulps as the first thing he wonders is which was the disguise- the beautiful gnome or the ugly halfling. They can hear the soldiers outside. “uh-oh….very bad.” Mumbles Sara. “What is it?” Cedious says as he stares at the new and less than improved Sara. “That sounded like bad history to me. Please- Please Olladra- Please let that not be Lord Rikus. The world is too big for it to him here and now.” She seems to sink into the seat recalling that name and remembering the incident that occurred with him. “What is your purpose d’Cannith?” commands the priest as he slowly sweeps the room with his wand. The druid notes where he slows down and hesitates. These may be secret compartments with magic within. Beth did suggest there was magic here. “We travel to the Talenta Plains to locate a missing Cannith member.” She states. “Really? That is a long way to go. Why was this member there?” He steps into a room and checks it out. He notes there are signs of more people than the ones he sees here. “He sought a relic. We fear he has died. We are there only to retrieve him if we can. The house doesn’t believe the relic is worth the human life at risk.” Looking at the druid and his wolf, the cleric comments. “So you use non-humans?” “This is our guide.” “Humm. Yes I guess he is. What is behind this locked door?” “My personal room.” “Nothing is personal. Open it. Now.” Clenching her teeth, she uses her ring of Cannith to unlock the magical lock. He enters and stops. “What is in the bag? Show me NOW.” The guard scans the diner car then calls over his shoulder- “Clear Lord Rikus.” Sara’s gulp is nearly audible. A heavily armored man with a beard and red cape enters the car. He has a wand in one hand and the other hand rest on the handle of his war mace. He looks around a bit and sees only four occupants. Two halflings and two Thrane officers. He continues to look at the floor, walls and tables as walks through the car. Cedious barely catches his whisper to the men. “This is the cleanest car I’ve ever seen.” He walks directly to the halflings. “Identification Papers. Now.” Bludgeon stands revealed before the priest. He slowly looks up the body of the large warforged and centers his attention on the faceplate. “Charger. Don’t see these often on the rails.” “He is my body guard.” “Why would you need one?” “He is my personal possession. I bring him anywhere I go.” “Hum. Yes. Be careful with these. Chargers tend to be ..destructive.” He continues into other locked rooms. The druid tries to insult the soldiers with small minor actions. Nothing that is unlawful, only disrespectful. They ignore him. “Droaam Beast.” Declares the cleric as he opens the door revealing Black Sand. “More protection?” “It is the land of the predators good lord. It may prove to be required to have extra protection.” “The world is full of predators. The war is over but there is still conflict. What kind of relic was it you seek?” He turns to try the next door. “I am unsure good lord. I believe it involves the use of large lizards. Thus the location.” “Another Droaam creature. You may need protection from your very guards. You should not lie to me Maker. These are not mere bodyguards. They are warriors and dangerous ones at that.” The human fighter tenses up and wonders if he could get in one fatal strike before being blown apart. “Now, why are you here again?” “Janna Freeberry. So halfling of you.” Lord Rikus throws the ID onto the table so that it slides across and onto Sara’s lap. “Cedious. Cedious? No last name runt?” “I am a Sharn Orphan. Parents were killed during the war. Cyre (hoping to gain favor).” Lord Rikus looks it over then throws his ID so that it tumbles across the table. Cedious catches it easily and puts it back into his pocket. Rikus notes the grace of a rogue. “And what of you?!? What is your purpose?” He demands as he turns to the Thrane natives. “Cedious?” asks Sara. “Janna?” answers Cedious. They allow only the smallest of smiles before returning to the fear stricken respectful halflings they were trying to pretend to be. “That was close. Too close.” Says the Human Fighter as the cleric finally leaves with his guards. “No problem.” Answers Black sand. I would have torn him apart.” “Do not be so sure. Now…about the Claw and the Diner car….” [/QUOTE]
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