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The Gate Pass Irregulars: A War of the Burning Sky Campaign
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<blockquote data-quote="Cafu" data-source="post: 5976562" data-attributes="member: 6692807"><p>The time for the War Council had arrived. </p><p></p><p>We were still exhausted and battered after the events in the steam tunnels but the Lyceum requested divine casters to help us with healing as well as several natural fortifying potions which kept us awake. I must confess that I was feeling incredibly tired and I was determined not to make an idiot on myself. </p><p></p><p>“Do not speak, listen and keep your thoughts to yourself.” That was what I kept repeating to myself. </p><p></p><p>We had changed our clothes and made ourselves more presentable. Toma, the elemental druid had played havoc with our attire and our personal appearance as he was battering us on the demi-plane of Vule less than a day ago. </p><p></p><p>As the time of the meeting approached, we could see several figures striding into the courtyard, soaking wet from the rain. These were the Council members. They were led inside the building and subjected to a clever little spell by the Lyceum students. The soaking guests were completely dry in a few moments; very useful as it improved their mood immensely. </p><p></p><p>Once that was done, they were led to one of the taller towers and led upstairs. We lost sight of them after that and were led by Katrina to the Council chamber. This was a large lecture hall in the upper parts of the tower. As we stepped in, we recognized Torrent, Laura Beck Adelsberg, Lee Sidoneth, and Kiernan Stekart, the dwarven mage of the Lyceum. </p><p></p><p>There was also a goodly number of council members who were unknown to us by sight although they had been mentioned by Katrina. </p><p></p><p>One figure immediately drew attention, a man dressed in flamboyant clothes with a beautifully carved staff, fine leather boots and a large, wide brimmed hat. He also had extraordinarily prominent cheek bones, mustachios and a goatee; Katrina whispered that that was Giorgio of the Wayfarer’s Theatre and deputy to Guildmaster Sheena Larkins. </p><p></p><p>A small elderly gnome stood by himself, watching everything and everyone. He looked old and sleepy but I made a bet with myself that he missed nothing. Katrina whispered that that was Cranston Snord, the Sindaire ambassador.</p><p></p><p>Also on her own was a lady who obviously had a great deal of elven heritage; the most prominent feature about her was her arrogant and supercilious expression and her black painted fingernails. She looked as if she would rather by anywhere else but here and although she wasn’t quite sneering, she may as well have been. According to Katrina, this was Kazha Lohnam of Ostalin. </p><p></p><p>Laura was talking to a tall elderly man, obviously military by his bearing. He stood tall and almost as if he was at attention in a military parade. He was listening intently to what the paladin was saying. His focus was impressive. He exuded a natural authority. Katrina whispered that that was Commander Xavius Foebane, leader of the Dessani refugees. </p><p></p><p>Finally, a dignified elderly man was engaged in conversation with Kiernan. He was richly dressed in fine robes and looked every inch the statesman. Katrina then whispered that that was Kiefer Numhaut, the representative of King Steppengaard of Dassen. </p><p></p><p>Almost as soon as Katrina had finished briefing us on the strangers, Simeon walked in. He was dressed in loose, comfortable clothing and looked more like a farmer than ever. He welcomed everyone and then asked them to follow him. I was a little puzzled but Simeon led us out of the Hall and into a smaller side chamber. It looked like a classroom but it was eminently more suitable for the meeting as everyone was much closer and it felt far less formal. The only strange thing was a large stone tree set in one corner. Everyone sat around a table. Kiernan then produced a small, carved, stone rod and placed it on the surface. </p><p></p><p>“It is now impossible for anyone to spy on us. We also have guards set outside and inside for added security; please look at our friend”. </p><p></p><p>With that he motioned to the stone tree. He made a little sign and it moved one of its branches! I nearly fell off my chair!</p><p></p><p>“That is a shield guardian. It is under my control so I hope this will make everyone feel secure.”</p><p></p><p>With that, he sat down and waited. </p><p></p><p>Simeon stood up: “Welcome everyone and thank you for coming. This is a War Council to help us chart a course to resist and ultimately win against the aggression of the Ragesians. For hundreds of years, this empire has been conquering and abusing these lands. Well no more! For the first time there may be hope! Drakus Coaltongue is dead and Leska may be a great magician but she is not a great ruler or general. Her armies march for no reason. She abuses her own people and drives spell casters into the Scourge. It is only a matter of time before all the lands rise against her and we, here in Seaquen, will be the first great shining beacon to all those who would resist the Ragesians. </p><p></p><p>The purpose of this meeting is to give everyone a platform for their thoughts, their ideas and plans to move forward and ultimately to defeat that Ragesians. Now, without further words, I cede the floor to Magister Lord Votberd.”</p><p></p><p>Votberd stood up: “Good day ladies and gentlemen. As I am sure everyone here knows, I run the administration for Seaquen and as such I have bad news. The current system cannot go on. </p><p></p><p>Seaquen was never meant to be a refugee camp. It is a sizeable fishing town but that is all it is. While it has one, in fact now two very good natural harbours, it does not have the facilities to cater to thousands of immigrants coming from every part of the country. These travelers bring their own customs, manners and culture with them and it often clashes with our own. This is creating a great deal of tension. My recommendation to solve these problems is as follows: we should recruit a group of special men, special constables if you like; then the able bodied men among the refugees should be rounded up and given a citizenship test. If this test is passed, then they should be conscripted and made to serve the community. The other refugees ought to be systematically organized into camps which should be laid out far better than the current ones which are frankly a mess. This would allow for better logistics and support such as rubbish collection and it would also cut down greatly on the criminal activity that these…..people always bring with them. All of the above would be organized by the special constables.” </p><p></p><p>Simeon nodded and was about to speak when Laura Beck Adelsberg stood up: </p><p></p><p>“While I agree with many of the things that the Magister states, I think that there are far more urgent needs in the camp at the moment. Rather than worry about citizenship tests and security, we should be looking at the disease which is causing deaths every day, the lack of facilities, the amount of people that keep arriving, the rubbish, the misery, the profiteering and the waste. The crime is a problem but it is not nearly as serious…..</p><p></p><p>An angry Votberd shouted: “You don’t know what you are talking about, woman…..”</p><p></p><p>Simeon stood up at this point and quietly said: “Laura, your concern and your passion does you credit but those are all details. What this council is trying to determine is the best method of resisting the Ragesians and of possibly taking the battle to them. While I realize that it is important, the refugee problem is but one of the many decisions that we must make. Yes, we have acknowledged that there is a problem within the refugee camps; now we must go on.”</p><p></p><p>At this point, Zavius Foebane stood up and cleared his throat: “The most important and fundamental priority right now is to find the Torch of the Burning Sky…….”</p><p></p><p>I couldn’t help it. I blurted out: “The Torch of the Burning Sky is missing? Since when and how do we know this? Excuse me but we were unaware of this.”</p><p></p><p>Foebane looked at little annoyed until he saw that it was I who had spoken; he turned to me and said: </p><p></p><p>“Our intelligence confirms that the Torch has not been seen or used since the death of the Old Dragon himself. No one knows where it is. Leska is looking for it as well…..quite vigorously from what we can gather. If we get any idea as to where it may be, I have a small group of powerful individuals in mind; they will be sent to retrieve it. With the aid of the mages of the Lyceum, I am sure they will be more than capable of doing so. All that remains is to contact the King of Dassen; if we can gain control of the Torch, then the whole game changes.”</p><p></p><p>He sat down and then Lee Sidoneth stood up: </p><p></p><p>“As the Harbour Master, my concern is the naval aspect. The North harbour is completely full and ships are being sent to the South Harbour. That is also full and it is not even fully built or functioning. The best chance to protect and fit as many ships as possible into the harbours is not to moor them to the piers. It is also the best way to make sure they escape if a sea borne invasion occurs. As regards the conflict, it is imperative that we hold and build our strength. This is long and deep game we play and if we go into it unprepared, we will be sunk.”</p><p></p><p>Next, Giorgio stoop up with a flourish and began to walk around the table, thumping his staff on the floor dramatically as he did so: </p><p></p><p>“We Wayfarers have always been neutral in the conflicts of our lands but we are willing to forego this neutrality if the problems evident with planar travel are resolved. The speed, flexibility and mobility that could be enjoyed by your forces if we regain our powers and put ourselves at your disposal would give you a significant tactical advantage. We would be willing to do so. Please consider this and give it your urgent attention. </p><p></p><p>Also, please accept these…….”</p><p></p><p>He began handing out various tickets for their Theatre. </p><p></p><p>“The Wayfarers invite all of you to a special performance of The Trial of Toteth Topec. It is in your interest to attend. That spectacular beauty, Guildmistress Sheena Larkins believes your presence at this event will significantly boost the confidence of the town. Although the premiere is in a few days, these tickets are valid for a performance in three weeks, by which time the show should be perfect.”</p><p></p><p>Simeon then gave Katrina a little nod: </p><p></p><p>“I am Katrina of Gate Pass. I represent this great city and its people who, as we speak, are valiantly fighting against the Ragesian foe. My brother Rantle is a major figure in the Resistance of Gate Pass and I would also like to name to you Longhelim the Farmer, Felix the Traveller, Faden Tarabond, Salubrious Drudge, Slippery John and Victor Trask. These individuals have become a major thorn in the side of the Ragesian Empire; not only have they defeated an Inquisitor, they have also contributed a set of military secrets stolen from under the noses of the Ragesians and have become so notorious that the Ragesians have sent not one but two Children of Hell against them. More recently, they have just come back from making momentous discoveries in the steam tunnels under Seaquen, solving the problems caused by the dropping temperature and even preventing an army of elementals from sweeping across the land. I will now cede the floor to my friends.”</p><p></p><p>We all looked at each other. This had not been part of the plan and for a moment we froze. Then I whispered: </p><p></p><p>“That’s your cue Longhelim. You are good at speeches.”</p><p></p><p>The Farmer stood up: </p><p></p><p>“Esteemed council member…….” That voice was working fully, firm and commanding as needed in this situation……”my first thought is that we will never defeat the Ragesians unless we are all united. That must be the key. We from Gate Pass work well as a group and we will do our utmost to help the Resistance and defeat the Ragesians but please bear in mind that we are only a small group. We will accept whatever missions are handed to us to further the cause providing they are suitable for a small group. </p><p></p><p>In addition, let me say that it is an honour to meet so many people committed to the cause and I thank you all for seeing us and listening.”</p><p></p><p>Kiefer Numhaut, the Dessani ambassador stood up at this point: </p><p></p><p>“Dessan considers itself to be friends with both the Ragesians and Seaquen. It has no wish to take sides in this affair, either supporting the Ragesians or seeming to support this misguided effort in Seaquen. Dessan wishes to proclaim their neutrality in any forthcoming conflict.”</p><p></p><p>Simeon smiled sadly and shook his head: </p><p></p><p>“Kiefer, my friend, when we finish this meeting, I will take you and show you intercepted dispatches which will state exactly what the Ragesians plan in Dassen and what they think about your vaunted neutrality.”</p><p></p><p>The wizened, old gnome from Sindaire, Cranston Snord stood up next: </p><p></p><p>“We from Sindaire have a direct border with Ragesia and we have to be very careful about arousing their ire. Although the people are angry at Ragesian actions, wiser political heads urge caution. Before any commitment from our land, we would need to see if the Ragesian armies can be defeated in battle. We can however provide one piece of information to this gathering: we believe we know the location of the Torch of the Burning Sky.”</p><p></p><p>This caused an excited murmur around the table. </p><p></p><p>“On the night of the death of the Old Dragon, there was a storm of fire above his castle, Korstull. Since then, the storm still rages, the region has been inaccessible and there are stories of the dead walking the land. We, the Sindaire, are certain that the Torch is in Korstull.”</p><p></p><p>Finally, the half-elven lady Kazha Lohman of Ostalin rose up: </p><p></p><p>“What mighty warriors you all are! What fine words! Strangely, I don’t see many of your armies though. Where are your soldiers? Oh yes, you are going to recruit them aren’t you? I am going to be very interested to see just where you find them. I don’t think any of you know what you are doing. The mighty Resistance of Gate Pass? All six of you? Oh, sorry, forgot the girlie in the red dress but you have a cute dwarf…..well not that cute if you look at him but he only counts for half; and you Adelsberg, can your heart bleed any more?</p><p></p><p>Well count yourselves lucky. My Khagan has sent you an offer; one time only and turn it down at your peril. He will provide you with an army. All it will cost is a third of your lands. Take it or leave it!”</p><p></p><p>As we looked at this person, suddenly the door opened to reveal a man hurrying in but he was suddenly shoved back violently as if suffering from a magical blow. Kiernan had turned and cast a spell so quickly and expertly that it had happened before anyone even noticed. </p><p></p><p>Simeon looked shocked: </p><p></p><p>“That was Jonan”.</p><p></p><p>The dwarf looked unrepentant. </p><p></p><p>“He should have known better”. </p><p></p><p>The unfortunate Jonan, looking battered and scared, moved into the room. </p><p></p><p>“There’s a big elven ship just arrived in the harbour and there’s a bunch of elves…….ummmm……flying towards us. What do we do?”</p><p></p><p>Simeon said:</p><p></p><p>“Well, we had better get ready to receive the elves. Everyone, please be polite. It is an embassy after all.”</p><p></p><p>It wasn’t very long before a group of seven elves walked through the door. Two of them immediately took up positions at the side of the door, obviously some sort of bodyguards. Two other stood slightly behind but next to the figure at the front, a truly stunning elven lady; insofar as I had read about these things, she was as close to an elven ideal of beauty as one could imagine with long, silky blonde hair, delicately pointed ears, surprisingly full lips, eyes of a very light shade of blue, almost gray and with a slight slant. </p><p></p><p>All of the elves were dressed in perfect silver armour and wore long, straight swords. In fact, their accoutrements looked very similar to those we had already seen but of vastly superior quality. In looks, they were almost as perfect as their leader.</p><p></p><p>“Greetings in the name of King Shalaadel of the Shining Lands of Shahalesti. My name is Princess Shalosha and I speak in the name of my father the King. It is so good to see that there is still the will and capability to resist the Ragesians and their Scourge. We had not thought that any such brave souls were left. As soon as my father heard about this marvelous place, he determined that the seed of Resistance must be watered and grown. To show his good faith he has sent a mighty fleet of no less than seventeen warships to protect and foster this movement. My father invites you to join the Shining Lands as allies and proposes the following: </p><p></p><p>That Admiral Telshanth be appointed as Governor of Seaquen. </p><p></p><p>That the Admiral and his staff be allowed to test the purity of spirit each person in the land to judge their fitness as warriors in the conflict ahead. </p><p></p><p>That the fleet be allowed to inspect and control all marine traffic in and out of the harbours of Seaquen……”</p><p></p><p>At this point everything broke down. As she was stating these “requests”, muttering and voices could be heard rising until various comments were said out loud:” Preposterous”; “ludicrous”; “out of the question”. </p><p></p><p>There was even a “Shalaadel can kiss my………” but I couldn’t catch the rest of it or where that came from although ex-privateers were well known for their salty language.</p><p></p><p>Shalosha stopped speaking and waited until the noise died down. </p><p></p><p>“I see that these proposals do not meet with your approval. That is unfortunate. This will be difficult. Please wait. I will get in touch with my father and see if there are alternatives and we can reach a compromise. However, in the meantime, it is known that there is a Ragesian fleet marauding in the high seas; allegedly, it is on its way to the Sindaire capital but…….; anyway, for security purposes, our ships will still surround Seaquen, for your protection of course.</p><p></p><p>Please understand; there is a strong possibility that that Ragesian fleet is on its way here. ”</p><p></p><p>With that, the elven group left and flew out of the tower.</p><p></p><p>The rest of the Council members broke into little groups and began talking to each other. </p><p></p><p>We retired to a corner. </p><p></p><p>“Well that was interesting,” said Longhelim. “I will tell you this. Shalosha seemed quite uncomfortable in laying down her father’s terms for this “alliance”. She also left awfully quickly after everyone made their objections. Anyone have any thoughts: Faden?”</p><p></p><p>In fact I had been thinking furiously about what I had seen and heard. Facts, people and words swirled in my head as I remembered who said what where and how; I was finding it difficult to vocalize what I thought. Longhelim smiled, took out his pipe and lit it.</p><p></p><p>“It’s all right. Take your time. It’s only us now.” </p><p></p><p>Victor motioned us to one end of the table which was now empty, as everyone else was standing, clustered in groups. All of this calmed me a little. Then I ordered my thinking and began to speak quietly:</p><p></p><p>“Votberd and Laura are purely focused on Seaquen and its region. They don’t know or care what is happening with Ragesian armies in the North. Their attention is very much on internal matters and will remain so; at the moment, their concerns revolve around mainly the refugees, as they both stated. </p><p></p><p>Of course these are important but ultimately they are not our priority. We are here on behalf of Gate Pass. I think that helping the refugees is certainly something we should consider and do as and when we can but we should never forget our priority. </p><p></p><p>Zavius Foebane is here because he is the closest thing that Seaquen has to a general. I have no idea if he is any good. We either have to ask around or find out if he has fought or even commanded in any battles. In my opinion, his information that the Torch is missing is potentially the single most important piece of news that has come out of this Council. I am not surprised that Leska is turning the Empire upside down looking for it. </p><p></p><p>His statement that he has access to some sort of powerful group or team is also interesting. Presumably, now that more information about the whereabouts of the Torch has come out, he will be sending them on a retrieval mission imminently; not sure how they are going to get around the permanent fire storm though. I presume that there is a plan? I am confused as to why Steppengaard has to be contacted about this though; considering that his ambassador has been declaring his neutrality to all and sundry, I would have thought that this is the last thing he would want to know about. At the moment, we are too ignorant about this. </p><p></p><p>He is right in that if we can get hold of the Torch, it will make an incalculable difference to our efforts. </p><p></p><p>Kiefer Numhaut was here purely to tell both us and the Ragesians that Dassen is neutral. Probably quite rightly, I got the impression that he thinks that details of this Council will leak to the Ragesians imminently and he was at pains to point out that Dassen does not want to be perceived as inimical to either side. </p><p></p><p>Cranston Snord was obviously in a difficult position as the population of his country has an antipathy to the Ragesians but vested interests in his lands have no desire to pursue a conflict that they will most likely lose; so their politicians are being very cautious. The purported location of the Torch was his justification for even attending the Council as otherwise he would have had nothing to contribute. It is a fairly large bone to throw to us though. I am not sure why he is stressing the point that Sindaire has a border with Ragesia; everyone has a border with Ragesia. He is right that the Ragesians will lay waste to his land if the Sindarians decide to resist but I believe that that is happening already? I suspect that some people’s plans are going heavily awry there. </p><p></p><p>Which brings us to Kazha Lohnam who really didn’t have anything to contribute although it could be that her Khagan is crazy enough to convince himself that his proposal was reasonable…..I suppose. I cannot think of any other reason for her proposal. I suspect she is only here because they want to know what’s going on and Simeon cannot afford to alienate anyone who is not a Ragesian, insane or not. </p><p></p><p>Lee is an expert in the local marine conditions as we thought although I suspect that his attendance here was a matter of courtesy to his rank as Harbour Master and his standing in the local community more than anything else. I am not sure what the marine conditions and the amount of ships have to do with anything. Anyone can already see that there are a huge amount of ships in both harbours. His advice not to moor them to the piers seems a little counter intuitive but then, what do I know about ships?</p><p></p><p>Katrina surprised me. I thought she did a very good job in selling Gate Pass and what we had done and offered. Let us not forget, there are only six of us and she really pushed our achievements. We are by far the weakest of the factions in this Council. I could be wrong and there may actually be more to her than the red hair and large chest. </p><p></p><p>Shahalesti obviously wants to annex Seaquen. We knew that already but I am not sure what we can do about it. A fleet of seventeen warships is a very substantial force. Also, let’s not forget that the coinage in the swamp that was found in the tiefling’s lair, the payment for the Tidereaver’s Tears, was of Shahalesti denomination. Those potions would be extremely helpful for a marine landing in stormy conditions. To be blunt, I believe that they could take us whenever they wanted but I think they are trying the diplomatic approach first. I suspect that they know far more than they are telling about the Ragesian fleet that is somewhere on the high seas and they feel they will need every ship before too long. </p><p></p><p>That leaves Giorgio and the Wayfarers. They are obviously desperate. They need to find out what is happening to planar travel at the moment. They have pretty much stated that they are willing to help us if the Lyceum discovers what is going on. Again, not surprising; the vast bulk of their power and wealth relies on this magic and without it, well they are just a bunch of…..actors with tricks. The major carrot here is that they have specifically stated that they will forego their neutrality if we help in returning their powers. That is a pretty irrevocable step; although one does wonder if another Wayfarer ship in Ragesian waters has made the same proposal to the Ragesians; if there is another Wayfarer ship of course. We don’t know a great deal about them. </p><p></p><p>As a slight aside, I cannot figure this: why are they so keen for everyone to attend this new performance? He seemed almost desperate to have everyone there. I would have put it down to a sales gimmick if he hadn’t been giving the tickets away for free. As he was, I have no idea what is going on there…..but it does seem quite odd that they want so many important people in the same place at the same time though.”</p><p></p><p>The others were all looking thoughtful and Longhelim was puffing away on the pipe. Victor was looking around at everyone else in the room but I knew from past experience that he was listening to everything that was being said. He grunted and I looked up to see Simeon approaching us.</p><p></p><p>“Thank you for attending and your contribution. I need to get the Shahalesti off our backs and once I have done that, I would again ask you to do something for us. It will take some time though.”</p><p></p><p>Longhelim pulled out his pipe and puffed: </p><p></p><p>“Of course Simeon. We are at your disposal.”</p><p></p><p>After that, Simeon walked away.</p><p></p><p>Then I began speaking about an idea I had thought about albeit briefly. </p><p></p><p>“Right, I have an idea which I want to put in front of you. Simeon said that he wouldn’t commit the Lyceum magicians without an army to support them. What do you think of beginning a recruitment drive amongst the refugees? We could use Foebane’s Dessani and Makung Shaftabam’s Ostaliner mercenaries as a cadre who would train other recruits. That way, we could potentially have an army for Simeon and the Lyceum magicians could begin to make a difference.”</p><p></p><p>John immediately replied: “Faden, you are talking through…..let’s just say you don’t know what you are talking about. Most of the refugees are untrained and we would be able to get maybe a thousand recruits if that. Put that against a Ragesian army and they would last less than an hour.”</p><p></p><p>I replied: “Do we know how big a Ragesian army is?”</p><p></p><p>Victor said quietly, staring into the room: “No, but we know a man who does”. </p><p></p><p>We followed his gaze and saw Commander Foebane, talking to Torrent at the moment. </p><p></p><p>We all rose and approached the pair.</p><p></p><p>Longhelim spoke first as usual: “Forgive us for interrupting commander but we were hoping you would be able to help us. Your experience in military matters is well known and therefore, you are the most qualified person in this room to answer our question: Do you know how big a Ragesian army is?”</p><p></p><p>He looked at us with a slightly questioning look but then said: </p><p></p><p>“Gentlemen, first, let me congratulate you on your achievements. I have been talking to your friend here and what you have done is impressive. As for your question well, we have a fairly accurate description of the army that was sent against Gate Pass in fact. That army was over ten thousand men with auxiliary units of Wyvern Knights, the Red Dragon and his Riders and unspecified monstrous allies.”</p><p></p><p>I was shocked. John was absolutely right. Against that sort of force, even if we managed a thousand recruits from the refugees, they would barely provide a morning’s sport for a force like that.</p><p></p><p>Foebane continued:</p><p></p><p>“Tell me gentlemen. You are obviously interested in military matters. Have you ever heard of Conquest? No? It is a game of strategy and skill and taught to junior army officers everywhere. Would you care to learn it?”</p><p></p><p>John and Longhelim nodded and thanked him. </p><p></p><p>After that, the Council broke up.</p><p></p><p>We briefly discussed what to do next. The drink which perked me up, whatever it had been, was wearing off, and I was getting dreadfully tired. I told the others that I had to get some rest and I had to finish my spell so I planned to spend the rest of the day in the Lyceum. </p><p></p><p>John and Longhelim had accepted Foebane’s invitation and disappeared with the old Commander. Drudge, Victor and Felix decided to go into town and try to sell some of our spoils of war and potentially buy some more pieces to help us. Unfortunately, they returned a little tired, a little grumpy and disenchanted as they had found very little that would be of use to us. </p><p></p><p>Longhelim and John returned. They said that the game was complicated and interesting and they had been thoroughly beaten. If Foebane was as good a commander in real life as he was in the game, then according to them, he was a gifted general. </p><p></p><p>Finally, we had a discussion at the end of the day as to what our next course of action would be. We decided that we, or rather I, needed more rest; after that we would go to the swamp to see if we could deal with the goblin menace and simultaneously try to prove or disprove this mad rumour about the dragon with its magical instrument.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Cafu, post: 5976562, member: 6692807"] The time for the War Council had arrived. We were still exhausted and battered after the events in the steam tunnels but the Lyceum requested divine casters to help us with healing as well as several natural fortifying potions which kept us awake. I must confess that I was feeling incredibly tired and I was determined not to make an idiot on myself. “Do not speak, listen and keep your thoughts to yourself.” That was what I kept repeating to myself. We had changed our clothes and made ourselves more presentable. Toma, the elemental druid had played havoc with our attire and our personal appearance as he was battering us on the demi-plane of Vule less than a day ago. As the time of the meeting approached, we could see several figures striding into the courtyard, soaking wet from the rain. These were the Council members. They were led inside the building and subjected to a clever little spell by the Lyceum students. The soaking guests were completely dry in a few moments; very useful as it improved their mood immensely. Once that was done, they were led to one of the taller towers and led upstairs. We lost sight of them after that and were led by Katrina to the Council chamber. This was a large lecture hall in the upper parts of the tower. As we stepped in, we recognized Torrent, Laura Beck Adelsberg, Lee Sidoneth, and Kiernan Stekart, the dwarven mage of the Lyceum. There was also a goodly number of council members who were unknown to us by sight although they had been mentioned by Katrina. One figure immediately drew attention, a man dressed in flamboyant clothes with a beautifully carved staff, fine leather boots and a large, wide brimmed hat. He also had extraordinarily prominent cheek bones, mustachios and a goatee; Katrina whispered that that was Giorgio of the Wayfarer’s Theatre and deputy to Guildmaster Sheena Larkins. A small elderly gnome stood by himself, watching everything and everyone. He looked old and sleepy but I made a bet with myself that he missed nothing. Katrina whispered that that was Cranston Snord, the Sindaire ambassador. Also on her own was a lady who obviously had a great deal of elven heritage; the most prominent feature about her was her arrogant and supercilious expression and her black painted fingernails. She looked as if she would rather by anywhere else but here and although she wasn’t quite sneering, she may as well have been. According to Katrina, this was Kazha Lohnam of Ostalin. Laura was talking to a tall elderly man, obviously military by his bearing. He stood tall and almost as if he was at attention in a military parade. He was listening intently to what the paladin was saying. His focus was impressive. He exuded a natural authority. Katrina whispered that that was Commander Xavius Foebane, leader of the Dessani refugees. Finally, a dignified elderly man was engaged in conversation with Kiernan. He was richly dressed in fine robes and looked every inch the statesman. Katrina then whispered that that was Kiefer Numhaut, the representative of King Steppengaard of Dassen. Almost as soon as Katrina had finished briefing us on the strangers, Simeon walked in. He was dressed in loose, comfortable clothing and looked more like a farmer than ever. He welcomed everyone and then asked them to follow him. I was a little puzzled but Simeon led us out of the Hall and into a smaller side chamber. It looked like a classroom but it was eminently more suitable for the meeting as everyone was much closer and it felt far less formal. The only strange thing was a large stone tree set in one corner. Everyone sat around a table. Kiernan then produced a small, carved, stone rod and placed it on the surface. “It is now impossible for anyone to spy on us. We also have guards set outside and inside for added security; please look at our friend”. With that he motioned to the stone tree. He made a little sign and it moved one of its branches! I nearly fell off my chair! “That is a shield guardian. It is under my control so I hope this will make everyone feel secure.” With that, he sat down and waited. Simeon stood up: “Welcome everyone and thank you for coming. This is a War Council to help us chart a course to resist and ultimately win against the aggression of the Ragesians. For hundreds of years, this empire has been conquering and abusing these lands. Well no more! For the first time there may be hope! Drakus Coaltongue is dead and Leska may be a great magician but she is not a great ruler or general. Her armies march for no reason. She abuses her own people and drives spell casters into the Scourge. It is only a matter of time before all the lands rise against her and we, here in Seaquen, will be the first great shining beacon to all those who would resist the Ragesians. The purpose of this meeting is to give everyone a platform for their thoughts, their ideas and plans to move forward and ultimately to defeat that Ragesians. Now, without further words, I cede the floor to Magister Lord Votberd.” Votberd stood up: “Good day ladies and gentlemen. As I am sure everyone here knows, I run the administration for Seaquen and as such I have bad news. The current system cannot go on. Seaquen was never meant to be a refugee camp. It is a sizeable fishing town but that is all it is. While it has one, in fact now two very good natural harbours, it does not have the facilities to cater to thousands of immigrants coming from every part of the country. These travelers bring their own customs, manners and culture with them and it often clashes with our own. This is creating a great deal of tension. My recommendation to solve these problems is as follows: we should recruit a group of special men, special constables if you like; then the able bodied men among the refugees should be rounded up and given a citizenship test. If this test is passed, then they should be conscripted and made to serve the community. The other refugees ought to be systematically organized into camps which should be laid out far better than the current ones which are frankly a mess. This would allow for better logistics and support such as rubbish collection and it would also cut down greatly on the criminal activity that these…..people always bring with them. All of the above would be organized by the special constables.” Simeon nodded and was about to speak when Laura Beck Adelsberg stood up: “While I agree with many of the things that the Magister states, I think that there are far more urgent needs in the camp at the moment. Rather than worry about citizenship tests and security, we should be looking at the disease which is causing deaths every day, the lack of facilities, the amount of people that keep arriving, the rubbish, the misery, the profiteering and the waste. The crime is a problem but it is not nearly as serious….. An angry Votberd shouted: “You don’t know what you are talking about, woman…..” Simeon stood up at this point and quietly said: “Laura, your concern and your passion does you credit but those are all details. What this council is trying to determine is the best method of resisting the Ragesians and of possibly taking the battle to them. While I realize that it is important, the refugee problem is but one of the many decisions that we must make. Yes, we have acknowledged that there is a problem within the refugee camps; now we must go on.” At this point, Zavius Foebane stood up and cleared his throat: “The most important and fundamental priority right now is to find the Torch of the Burning Sky…….” I couldn’t help it. I blurted out: “The Torch of the Burning Sky is missing? Since when and how do we know this? Excuse me but we were unaware of this.” Foebane looked at little annoyed until he saw that it was I who had spoken; he turned to me and said: “Our intelligence confirms that the Torch has not been seen or used since the death of the Old Dragon himself. No one knows where it is. Leska is looking for it as well…..quite vigorously from what we can gather. If we get any idea as to where it may be, I have a small group of powerful individuals in mind; they will be sent to retrieve it. With the aid of the mages of the Lyceum, I am sure they will be more than capable of doing so. All that remains is to contact the King of Dassen; if we can gain control of the Torch, then the whole game changes.” He sat down and then Lee Sidoneth stood up: “As the Harbour Master, my concern is the naval aspect. The North harbour is completely full and ships are being sent to the South Harbour. That is also full and it is not even fully built or functioning. The best chance to protect and fit as many ships as possible into the harbours is not to moor them to the piers. It is also the best way to make sure they escape if a sea borne invasion occurs. As regards the conflict, it is imperative that we hold and build our strength. This is long and deep game we play and if we go into it unprepared, we will be sunk.” Next, Giorgio stoop up with a flourish and began to walk around the table, thumping his staff on the floor dramatically as he did so: “We Wayfarers have always been neutral in the conflicts of our lands but we are willing to forego this neutrality if the problems evident with planar travel are resolved. The speed, flexibility and mobility that could be enjoyed by your forces if we regain our powers and put ourselves at your disposal would give you a significant tactical advantage. We would be willing to do so. Please consider this and give it your urgent attention. Also, please accept these…….” He began handing out various tickets for their Theatre. “The Wayfarers invite all of you to a special performance of The Trial of Toteth Topec. It is in your interest to attend. That spectacular beauty, Guildmistress Sheena Larkins believes your presence at this event will significantly boost the confidence of the town. Although the premiere is in a few days, these tickets are valid for a performance in three weeks, by which time the show should be perfect.” Simeon then gave Katrina a little nod: “I am Katrina of Gate Pass. I represent this great city and its people who, as we speak, are valiantly fighting against the Ragesian foe. My brother Rantle is a major figure in the Resistance of Gate Pass and I would also like to name to you Longhelim the Farmer, Felix the Traveller, Faden Tarabond, Salubrious Drudge, Slippery John and Victor Trask. These individuals have become a major thorn in the side of the Ragesian Empire; not only have they defeated an Inquisitor, they have also contributed a set of military secrets stolen from under the noses of the Ragesians and have become so notorious that the Ragesians have sent not one but two Children of Hell against them. More recently, they have just come back from making momentous discoveries in the steam tunnels under Seaquen, solving the problems caused by the dropping temperature and even preventing an army of elementals from sweeping across the land. I will now cede the floor to my friends.” We all looked at each other. This had not been part of the plan and for a moment we froze. Then I whispered: “That’s your cue Longhelim. You are good at speeches.” The Farmer stood up: “Esteemed council member…….” That voice was working fully, firm and commanding as needed in this situation……”my first thought is that we will never defeat the Ragesians unless we are all united. That must be the key. We from Gate Pass work well as a group and we will do our utmost to help the Resistance and defeat the Ragesians but please bear in mind that we are only a small group. We will accept whatever missions are handed to us to further the cause providing they are suitable for a small group. In addition, let me say that it is an honour to meet so many people committed to the cause and I thank you all for seeing us and listening.” Kiefer Numhaut, the Dessani ambassador stood up at this point: “Dessan considers itself to be friends with both the Ragesians and Seaquen. It has no wish to take sides in this affair, either supporting the Ragesians or seeming to support this misguided effort in Seaquen. Dessan wishes to proclaim their neutrality in any forthcoming conflict.” Simeon smiled sadly and shook his head: “Kiefer, my friend, when we finish this meeting, I will take you and show you intercepted dispatches which will state exactly what the Ragesians plan in Dassen and what they think about your vaunted neutrality.” The wizened, old gnome from Sindaire, Cranston Snord stood up next: “We from Sindaire have a direct border with Ragesia and we have to be very careful about arousing their ire. Although the people are angry at Ragesian actions, wiser political heads urge caution. Before any commitment from our land, we would need to see if the Ragesian armies can be defeated in battle. We can however provide one piece of information to this gathering: we believe we know the location of the Torch of the Burning Sky.” This caused an excited murmur around the table. “On the night of the death of the Old Dragon, there was a storm of fire above his castle, Korstull. Since then, the storm still rages, the region has been inaccessible and there are stories of the dead walking the land. We, the Sindaire, are certain that the Torch is in Korstull.” Finally, the half-elven lady Kazha Lohman of Ostalin rose up: “What mighty warriors you all are! What fine words! Strangely, I don’t see many of your armies though. Where are your soldiers? Oh yes, you are going to recruit them aren’t you? I am going to be very interested to see just where you find them. I don’t think any of you know what you are doing. The mighty Resistance of Gate Pass? All six of you? Oh, sorry, forgot the girlie in the red dress but you have a cute dwarf…..well not that cute if you look at him but he only counts for half; and you Adelsberg, can your heart bleed any more? Well count yourselves lucky. My Khagan has sent you an offer; one time only and turn it down at your peril. He will provide you with an army. All it will cost is a third of your lands. Take it or leave it!” As we looked at this person, suddenly the door opened to reveal a man hurrying in but he was suddenly shoved back violently as if suffering from a magical blow. Kiernan had turned and cast a spell so quickly and expertly that it had happened before anyone even noticed. Simeon looked shocked: “That was Jonan”. The dwarf looked unrepentant. “He should have known better”. The unfortunate Jonan, looking battered and scared, moved into the room. “There’s a big elven ship just arrived in the harbour and there’s a bunch of elves…….ummmm……flying towards us. What do we do?” Simeon said: “Well, we had better get ready to receive the elves. Everyone, please be polite. It is an embassy after all.” It wasn’t very long before a group of seven elves walked through the door. Two of them immediately took up positions at the side of the door, obviously some sort of bodyguards. Two other stood slightly behind but next to the figure at the front, a truly stunning elven lady; insofar as I had read about these things, she was as close to an elven ideal of beauty as one could imagine with long, silky blonde hair, delicately pointed ears, surprisingly full lips, eyes of a very light shade of blue, almost gray and with a slight slant. All of the elves were dressed in perfect silver armour and wore long, straight swords. In fact, their accoutrements looked very similar to those we had already seen but of vastly superior quality. In looks, they were almost as perfect as their leader. “Greetings in the name of King Shalaadel of the Shining Lands of Shahalesti. My name is Princess Shalosha and I speak in the name of my father the King. It is so good to see that there is still the will and capability to resist the Ragesians and their Scourge. We had not thought that any such brave souls were left. As soon as my father heard about this marvelous place, he determined that the seed of Resistance must be watered and grown. To show his good faith he has sent a mighty fleet of no less than seventeen warships to protect and foster this movement. My father invites you to join the Shining Lands as allies and proposes the following: That Admiral Telshanth be appointed as Governor of Seaquen. That the Admiral and his staff be allowed to test the purity of spirit each person in the land to judge their fitness as warriors in the conflict ahead. That the fleet be allowed to inspect and control all marine traffic in and out of the harbours of Seaquen……” At this point everything broke down. As she was stating these “requests”, muttering and voices could be heard rising until various comments were said out loud:” Preposterous”; “ludicrous”; “out of the question”. There was even a “Shalaadel can kiss my………” but I couldn’t catch the rest of it or where that came from although ex-privateers were well known for their salty language. Shalosha stopped speaking and waited until the noise died down. “I see that these proposals do not meet with your approval. That is unfortunate. This will be difficult. Please wait. I will get in touch with my father and see if there are alternatives and we can reach a compromise. However, in the meantime, it is known that there is a Ragesian fleet marauding in the high seas; allegedly, it is on its way to the Sindaire capital but…….; anyway, for security purposes, our ships will still surround Seaquen, for your protection of course. Please understand; there is a strong possibility that that Ragesian fleet is on its way here. ” With that, the elven group left and flew out of the tower. The rest of the Council members broke into little groups and began talking to each other. We retired to a corner. “Well that was interesting,” said Longhelim. “I will tell you this. Shalosha seemed quite uncomfortable in laying down her father’s terms for this “alliance”. She also left awfully quickly after everyone made their objections. Anyone have any thoughts: Faden?” In fact I had been thinking furiously about what I had seen and heard. Facts, people and words swirled in my head as I remembered who said what where and how; I was finding it difficult to vocalize what I thought. Longhelim smiled, took out his pipe and lit it. “It’s all right. Take your time. It’s only us now.” Victor motioned us to one end of the table which was now empty, as everyone else was standing, clustered in groups. All of this calmed me a little. Then I ordered my thinking and began to speak quietly: “Votberd and Laura are purely focused on Seaquen and its region. They don’t know or care what is happening with Ragesian armies in the North. Their attention is very much on internal matters and will remain so; at the moment, their concerns revolve around mainly the refugees, as they both stated. Of course these are important but ultimately they are not our priority. We are here on behalf of Gate Pass. I think that helping the refugees is certainly something we should consider and do as and when we can but we should never forget our priority. Zavius Foebane is here because he is the closest thing that Seaquen has to a general. I have no idea if he is any good. We either have to ask around or find out if he has fought or even commanded in any battles. In my opinion, his information that the Torch is missing is potentially the single most important piece of news that has come out of this Council. I am not surprised that Leska is turning the Empire upside down looking for it. His statement that he has access to some sort of powerful group or team is also interesting. Presumably, now that more information about the whereabouts of the Torch has come out, he will be sending them on a retrieval mission imminently; not sure how they are going to get around the permanent fire storm though. I presume that there is a plan? I am confused as to why Steppengaard has to be contacted about this though; considering that his ambassador has been declaring his neutrality to all and sundry, I would have thought that this is the last thing he would want to know about. At the moment, we are too ignorant about this. He is right in that if we can get hold of the Torch, it will make an incalculable difference to our efforts. Kiefer Numhaut was here purely to tell both us and the Ragesians that Dassen is neutral. Probably quite rightly, I got the impression that he thinks that details of this Council will leak to the Ragesians imminently and he was at pains to point out that Dassen does not want to be perceived as inimical to either side. Cranston Snord was obviously in a difficult position as the population of his country has an antipathy to the Ragesians but vested interests in his lands have no desire to pursue a conflict that they will most likely lose; so their politicians are being very cautious. The purported location of the Torch was his justification for even attending the Council as otherwise he would have had nothing to contribute. It is a fairly large bone to throw to us though. I am not sure why he is stressing the point that Sindaire has a border with Ragesia; everyone has a border with Ragesia. He is right that the Ragesians will lay waste to his land if the Sindarians decide to resist but I believe that that is happening already? I suspect that some people’s plans are going heavily awry there. Which brings us to Kazha Lohnam who really didn’t have anything to contribute although it could be that her Khagan is crazy enough to convince himself that his proposal was reasonable…..I suppose. I cannot think of any other reason for her proposal. I suspect she is only here because they want to know what’s going on and Simeon cannot afford to alienate anyone who is not a Ragesian, insane or not. Lee is an expert in the local marine conditions as we thought although I suspect that his attendance here was a matter of courtesy to his rank as Harbour Master and his standing in the local community more than anything else. I am not sure what the marine conditions and the amount of ships have to do with anything. Anyone can already see that there are a huge amount of ships in both harbours. His advice not to moor them to the piers seems a little counter intuitive but then, what do I know about ships? Katrina surprised me. I thought she did a very good job in selling Gate Pass and what we had done and offered. Let us not forget, there are only six of us and she really pushed our achievements. We are by far the weakest of the factions in this Council. I could be wrong and there may actually be more to her than the red hair and large chest. Shahalesti obviously wants to annex Seaquen. We knew that already but I am not sure what we can do about it. A fleet of seventeen warships is a very substantial force. Also, let’s not forget that the coinage in the swamp that was found in the tiefling’s lair, the payment for the Tidereaver’s Tears, was of Shahalesti denomination. Those potions would be extremely helpful for a marine landing in stormy conditions. To be blunt, I believe that they could take us whenever they wanted but I think they are trying the diplomatic approach first. I suspect that they know far more than they are telling about the Ragesian fleet that is somewhere on the high seas and they feel they will need every ship before too long. That leaves Giorgio and the Wayfarers. They are obviously desperate. They need to find out what is happening to planar travel at the moment. They have pretty much stated that they are willing to help us if the Lyceum discovers what is going on. Again, not surprising; the vast bulk of their power and wealth relies on this magic and without it, well they are just a bunch of…..actors with tricks. The major carrot here is that they have specifically stated that they will forego their neutrality if we help in returning their powers. That is a pretty irrevocable step; although one does wonder if another Wayfarer ship in Ragesian waters has made the same proposal to the Ragesians; if there is another Wayfarer ship of course. We don’t know a great deal about them. As a slight aside, I cannot figure this: why are they so keen for everyone to attend this new performance? He seemed almost desperate to have everyone there. I would have put it down to a sales gimmick if he hadn’t been giving the tickets away for free. As he was, I have no idea what is going on there…..but it does seem quite odd that they want so many important people in the same place at the same time though.” The others were all looking thoughtful and Longhelim was puffing away on the pipe. Victor was looking around at everyone else in the room but I knew from past experience that he was listening to everything that was being said. He grunted and I looked up to see Simeon approaching us. “Thank you for attending and your contribution. I need to get the Shahalesti off our backs and once I have done that, I would again ask you to do something for us. It will take some time though.” Longhelim pulled out his pipe and puffed: “Of course Simeon. We are at your disposal.” After that, Simeon walked away. Then I began speaking about an idea I had thought about albeit briefly. “Right, I have an idea which I want to put in front of you. Simeon said that he wouldn’t commit the Lyceum magicians without an army to support them. What do you think of beginning a recruitment drive amongst the refugees? We could use Foebane’s Dessani and Makung Shaftabam’s Ostaliner mercenaries as a cadre who would train other recruits. That way, we could potentially have an army for Simeon and the Lyceum magicians could begin to make a difference.” John immediately replied: “Faden, you are talking through…..let’s just say you don’t know what you are talking about. Most of the refugees are untrained and we would be able to get maybe a thousand recruits if that. Put that against a Ragesian army and they would last less than an hour.” I replied: “Do we know how big a Ragesian army is?” Victor said quietly, staring into the room: “No, but we know a man who does”. We followed his gaze and saw Commander Foebane, talking to Torrent at the moment. We all rose and approached the pair. Longhelim spoke first as usual: “Forgive us for interrupting commander but we were hoping you would be able to help us. Your experience in military matters is well known and therefore, you are the most qualified person in this room to answer our question: Do you know how big a Ragesian army is?” He looked at us with a slightly questioning look but then said: “Gentlemen, first, let me congratulate you on your achievements. I have been talking to your friend here and what you have done is impressive. As for your question well, we have a fairly accurate description of the army that was sent against Gate Pass in fact. That army was over ten thousand men with auxiliary units of Wyvern Knights, the Red Dragon and his Riders and unspecified monstrous allies.” I was shocked. John was absolutely right. Against that sort of force, even if we managed a thousand recruits from the refugees, they would barely provide a morning’s sport for a force like that. Foebane continued: “Tell me gentlemen. You are obviously interested in military matters. Have you ever heard of Conquest? No? It is a game of strategy and skill and taught to junior army officers everywhere. Would you care to learn it?” John and Longhelim nodded and thanked him. After that, the Council broke up. We briefly discussed what to do next. The drink which perked me up, whatever it had been, was wearing off, and I was getting dreadfully tired. I told the others that I had to get some rest and I had to finish my spell so I planned to spend the rest of the day in the Lyceum. John and Longhelim had accepted Foebane’s invitation and disappeared with the old Commander. Drudge, Victor and Felix decided to go into town and try to sell some of our spoils of war and potentially buy some more pieces to help us. Unfortunately, they returned a little tired, a little grumpy and disenchanted as they had found very little that would be of use to us. Longhelim and John returned. They said that the game was complicated and interesting and they had been thoroughly beaten. If Foebane was as good a commander in real life as he was in the game, then according to them, he was a gifted general. Finally, we had a discussion at the end of the day as to what our next course of action would be. We decided that we, or rather I, needed more rest; after that we would go to the swamp to see if we could deal with the goblin menace and simultaneously try to prove or disprove this mad rumour about the dragon with its magical instrument. [/QUOTE]
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