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<blockquote data-quote="Cafu" data-source="post: 6180192" data-attributes="member: 6692807"><p>Not surprisingly, this flight was uneventful; I hoped that using this mode of travel from now on would save us a great deal of time and trouble. We flew at such speed that it would be difficult to imagine that anything could catch us. We also flew at such a height that we were reasonably inconspicuous; not invisible, but definitely hard to spot from the ground.</p><p> </p><p>As we approached the town of Seaquen, the first thing we noticed were the two armies encamped nearby. They flew the flags of Sindaire and Dassen. That was a pleasant surprise. If Dassen could afford to send an army to Seaquen, that meant that Gallo’s Fend was holding the Ragesian army that was poised at Alydi’s Gap; not only holding it but defying it. Even more impressively, if there was an army from Sindaire here, it meant that somehow, the Ragesians had been defeated in that country and again, that realm felt confident enough to send an army to support Dassen and the Resistance.</p><p> </p><p>As previously, we landed out of sight but nearby and then walked into Seaquen; this time, slipping into town inconspicuously was out of the question. As soon as we began to walk through the outlying houses, a cry went up:</p><p> </p><p>“It’s them! They’re back! They still live! The heroes are here!”</p><p> </p><p>People began to point at us and cheer; it seemed as if we were still remembered; that was pleasantly gratifying. Unfortunately, we could not tarry but I think it was important for people to see us. If we were going to be heroes of the Resistance, then we needed to be seen. There were reasons for that.</p><p> </p><p>We managed to get through to the town, smiling, shaking hands and intermittently answering questions without saying anything; we were under no illusion that this place was still a nest of spies. Once inside the town, more changes became apparent immediately; the first was the sense of unity and co-operation; it was no longer a land divided; the various factions were pulling together now. Instead of a variety of groups all with their own agendas, it now looked as if these agendas had been overridden by a desire to build a new Seaquen and for everyone to become part of this new settlement. The tension that had been so prevalent before was gone and there was a much greater feeling of harmony; again, this was very gratifying. It was good to see all that hard work that we had done yielding some results.</p><p> </p><p>We had gathered quite a throng which was following us to the entrance of the Lyceum.</p><p> </p><p>“Turn around and wave!” I hissed at the others as I did so myself.</p><p> </p><p>The others followed suit, some more awkwardly than others but we still managed this maneuver decently enough that it elicited another cheer before we entered, only to be met by another throng, this time of students, clamouring to know where we had been, what had we been doing, why were we back, and a further flurry of questions.</p><p> </p><p>Finally, Kiernan came out and shooed everyone away; we were immediately ushered into Simeon’s study, with its scrolls and maps and comfortable seats. The loremaster himself was seated casually behind his desk although I was a little shocked by his appearance; he looked tired and lines had began to appear on his face. The strain of leading the Resistance had become very apparent. I hoped that others had told him that he was possibly overdoing it. Also present were his usual advisors, Kiernan, Katarina, the sorceress from Gate Pass and representative of the Resistance as well as Sheena Larkins, the head of the Wayfarers; we also spied the Sindarian ambassador, Cranston Snord as well as his Dassenian counterpart, Kiefer Numhaut. On a far happier note, Torrent, the warrior priestess who accompanied us on that never-to-be forgotten trip from Gate Pass to Seaquen, was also present.</p><p> </p><p>We hurried over to her and I exclaimed:</p><p> </p><p>“Torrent! Where’ve have you been? We’ve been trying to get in touch with you but there’s never been an answer. “</p><p> </p><p>She smiled at us and replied:</p><p> </p><p>“I’ve been with our allies in Sindaire, helping them against the Ragesians.”</p><p> </p><p>Simeon cleared his throat:</p><p> </p><p>“Torrent is being very modest. She has been instrumental in establishing Sindaire as an ally of the Resistance. It is as a result of the efforts of her and her team that the army you saw outside has been able to join us.</p><p> </p><p>Now, please, what can you tell us? The Torch has gained even more importance now. Do you have it?”</p><p> </p><p>Longhelim succinctly told the audience in the room exactly what had happened to us, from the time we had been transported to Ostalin until we arrived back at Seaquen. No one interrupted until the end and then Simeon said:</p><p> </p><p>“Disappointing but not very surprising. So, you say that dark elves probably took the Torch? Shalosha is making an alliance with a Ragesian general? And she still wants to make a treaty with us? You also said you had a cryptic poem? May I see it please? And you saw yet another trillith?</p><p> </p><p>These creatures are very vexing; I realize that we cannot know everything but I find it difficult to believe that that many creatures of such great power had escaped notice previously.”</p><p> </p><p>John was thinking out loud:</p><p> </p><p>“All of the trilliths we have met are named after emotions or their names are descriptive in some way; so far we have met Deception, Madness, Balance and Indomitability that we know of. They seem to be able to possess people and animals; it is impossible to detect them. They are not evil, or at least Longhelim does not detect them as such. They are extremely strong, both physically and magically; Madness was also very strong spell caster; and their ability to walk through walls is most powerful.”</p><p> </p><p>The rogue was silent and the others were obviously thinking about what he had said.</p><p> </p><p>I decided to add my own thoughts to his:</p><p> </p><p>“John, I still think that there is a connection between the gold dragon and the trillith. When Deception was giving his little speech before his grandma nearly ate us, he definitely referred to Syana as his grandmother. That has to be a connection somehow; calling someone a grandparent is a very specific thing. We very much need to research this Syana, and Ycengled, which was what or who she was defending. “</p><p> </p><p>I turned to the others.</p><p> </p><p>“John has his doubts that there is a connection here; he may be right but we need to eliminate this one way or the other. We were also both speculating whether these trillith are emotions or dreams of something, but it would have to be something of such power that it beggars belief.”</p><p> </p><p>Longhelim and others had already heard our speculation so they did not react but the others in the room looked intrigued and hopeful.</p><p> </p><p>Simeon spoke:</p><p> </p><p>“You mention these writings that this man Darius left?”</p><p> </p><p>I went over and handed them to the loremaster. He looked at them and frowned:</p><p> </p><p>“Yes, in their current form, they are difficult to understand.”</p><p> </p><p>Then he smiled and his countenance changed:</p><p> </p><p>“However, I’m a loremaster; solving cryptic puzzles and allegorical prose is what I do and there are several magical tricks we can try on this. May I keep this? I do not have the correct spells today but I will certainly be able to cast something on this tomorrow morning which will hopefully make this more lucid.”</p><p> </p><p>I was intrigued. The abilities of a loremaster were legendary. They were able to take a vast morass of seemingly disparate information and tease extraordinary knowledge out of it; or look at incomprehensible tomes of lore written when the world was young and translate it into language comprehensible to the modern world; and Simeon was famed as being one of the foremost of this Age in this peculiar discipline. Thus, I was very interested to know what he would be able to do with our cryptic prose.</p><p> </p><p>Simeon then continued:</p><p> </p><p>“On a different subject, you say that when you spoke to Shalosha, she stated that she was still interested in an alliance with Seaquen. Did she mention any terms?”</p><p> </p><p>Longhelim answered that question:</p><p> </p><p>“I spoke to her about that. Yes, she still wanted an alliance; the Shahalesti are desperate for any help against the Ragesians; there’s any army wondering around Northern Shahalesti as we speak and Gate Pass has become a battlefield between the two nations.</p><p> </p><p>As for terms, I made sure I did not let it get that far. I felt that once I began to speak of terms, then, in principle, I would have committed Seaquen and the Resistance to something; I made it quite clear that I did not speak for Seaquen in matters such as these.”</p><p> </p><p>I saw several of the diplomats nodding; it was very true: once terms were heard, then the initial hurdle of whether the Resistance wanted or needed this alliance was crossed; and we had no idea as to what the policy of the Resistance was in this case; for all we knew, the Dessanians had insisted that the price of their co-operation was no alliance with the Shahalesti; especially, as initially, the Shahalesti had tried to annex a chunk of what was officially Dessanian territory; until they had lost most of their fleet that is.</p><p> </p><p>Simeon looked thoughtful:</p><p> </p><p>“I understand your reluctance; still, Shalosha was right in one thing; your opinion does have weight. You mentioned that you would recommend an alliance with them.”</p><p> </p><p>Longhelim replied:</p><p> </p><p>“I did say that; but my exact words were: I would recommend an alliance with the Shahalesti………at that time: that time meaning when we were all half burned to death, dripping blood, out of spells and healing, faced with a healthy, powerful elven spell caster and her warrior bodyguard.</p><p> </p><p>That was yesterday: today? Well, today, how shall I put it? If you take the tallest, strongest, heaviest being in Seaquen and then ask a six year old girl how far she could throw him? That is how far I would trust the elves. They wiped out a whole tribe of their kin in the Living Forest of Innenotdar; to the last woman and child. That type of complete eradication takes a particular kind of ruthlessness. We should consider this before we come to any agreement with them.”</p><p> </p><p>Simeon nodded:</p><p> </p><p>“We shall take everything you say under consideration. Now, you say that Shalosha also saw the writings of Darius?”</p><p> </p><p>Longhelim shrugged:</p><p> </p><p>“Yes, we showed them to her; she couldn’t make head or tail out of them either with the exception of a few lines where she suggested that it was us sailing in the sky sled; I didn’t get it myself but as we said, who could tell?”</p><p> </p><p>Simeon shook his head:</p><p> </p><p>“Unfortunately, Shalosha is a powerful spell caster herself and she would have been able to memorise those writings. The elves also have access to spell casters such as I with a strong bent towards divination. They may not be able to obtain as much information I will be able to but they will be able to obtain enough.”</p><p> </p><p>“Enough for what? I am still confused as to what that is supposed to be,” I said.</p><p> </p><p>“If I am right, then that is a series of clues to the whereabouts of the Torch; the strategic end of this game has not changed; whoever gains the Torch will have a decisive advantage in the coming war,” replied Simeon.</p><p> </p><p>I frowned:</p><p> </p><p>“I hope you’re right; because then all the grief we went through in Castle Korstull will have been worth it.”</p><p> </p><p>“Believe me, Faden, your efforts and those of your companions are hugely appreciated; what I was trying to get at is that it has now become a race; the elves will soon have similar information to that which I hope to gain on the morrow. Therefore, it is imperative that you are ready to travel tomorrow. As before, Ms. Larkins is willing to magically teleport you to the closest place which she can.”</p><p> </p><p>I tensed at this:</p><p> </p><p>“Apologies for my reluctance, but last time we attempted to teleport, it left us in a very vulnerable position. I have not studied those strange nodes but they are very powerful and dangerous magic. Wherever it is that you need us to go, well, we would prefer to make our own way there.”</p><p> </p><p>Simeon smiled and replied:</p><p> </p><p>“Your caution is merited, Faden, and I agree, the node magic is a new and disturbing development; but now that we know of their existence, we can at least augur if they will interfere with our movement.”</p><p> </p><p>He looked at me:</p><p> </p><p>“Trust me in this. It will work.”</p><p> </p><p>Rather dubiously, I said:</p><p> </p><p>“So be it. I hope you’re right.”</p><p> </p><p>Simeon settled back in his chair and looked at Kiernan. The latter just gave a tiny shake of his head. I presumed that that meant that the dwarf did not have any further questions. So, Simeon then turned to Jorine, Oller and Grellfinn:</p><p> </p><p>“You have been gallant and brave companions; your attempt to investigate Castle Korstull was extraordinary. I hope you will be kind enough to let me have the name of the alchemist who provided you with the coating which protected your wagon from the Firestorm. Something like that would be incredibly useful to us. I wasn’t even aware that something like that existed. It may even allow us to use magical transport for the time being. </p><p> </p><p>You have expressed a wish to join the Resistance; well, we would be very pleased to have you, if that is still the case. You will be valued members.”</p><p> </p><p>All three of them nodded. They were quiet, looking around them, obviously trying to assimilate faces; as soon as Simeon finished, they were approached by the Sindarian ambassador; I had no doubt that they would in for a thorough debriefing later.</p><p> </p><p>Simeon called the meeting to a close:</p><p> </p><p>“We have done enough here for tonight. Let us retire and convene again early morning. We should be able to glean something from the information you found by then, hopefully.”</p><p> </p><p>We were very tired at that point and we all retired to our rooms in the Lyceum.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Cafu, post: 6180192, member: 6692807"] Not surprisingly, this flight was uneventful; I hoped that using this mode of travel from now on would save us a great deal of time and trouble. We flew at such speed that it would be difficult to imagine that anything could catch us. We also flew at such a height that we were reasonably inconspicuous; not invisible, but definitely hard to spot from the ground. As we approached the town of Seaquen, the first thing we noticed were the two armies encamped nearby. They flew the flags of Sindaire and Dassen. That was a pleasant surprise. If Dassen could afford to send an army to Seaquen, that meant that Gallo’s Fend was holding the Ragesian army that was poised at Alydi’s Gap; not only holding it but defying it. Even more impressively, if there was an army from Sindaire here, it meant that somehow, the Ragesians had been defeated in that country and again, that realm felt confident enough to send an army to support Dassen and the Resistance. As previously, we landed out of sight but nearby and then walked into Seaquen; this time, slipping into town inconspicuously was out of the question. As soon as we began to walk through the outlying houses, a cry went up: “It’s them! They’re back! They still live! The heroes are here!” People began to point at us and cheer; it seemed as if we were still remembered; that was pleasantly gratifying. Unfortunately, we could not tarry but I think it was important for people to see us. If we were going to be heroes of the Resistance, then we needed to be seen. There were reasons for that. We managed to get through to the town, smiling, shaking hands and intermittently answering questions without saying anything; we were under no illusion that this place was still a nest of spies. Once inside the town, more changes became apparent immediately; the first was the sense of unity and co-operation; it was no longer a land divided; the various factions were pulling together now. Instead of a variety of groups all with their own agendas, it now looked as if these agendas had been overridden by a desire to build a new Seaquen and for everyone to become part of this new settlement. The tension that had been so prevalent before was gone and there was a much greater feeling of harmony; again, this was very gratifying. It was good to see all that hard work that we had done yielding some results. We had gathered quite a throng which was following us to the entrance of the Lyceum. “Turn around and wave!” I hissed at the others as I did so myself. The others followed suit, some more awkwardly than others but we still managed this maneuver decently enough that it elicited another cheer before we entered, only to be met by another throng, this time of students, clamouring to know where we had been, what had we been doing, why were we back, and a further flurry of questions. Finally, Kiernan came out and shooed everyone away; we were immediately ushered into Simeon’s study, with its scrolls and maps and comfortable seats. The loremaster himself was seated casually behind his desk although I was a little shocked by his appearance; he looked tired and lines had began to appear on his face. The strain of leading the Resistance had become very apparent. I hoped that others had told him that he was possibly overdoing it. Also present were his usual advisors, Kiernan, Katarina, the sorceress from Gate Pass and representative of the Resistance as well as Sheena Larkins, the head of the Wayfarers; we also spied the Sindarian ambassador, Cranston Snord as well as his Dassenian counterpart, Kiefer Numhaut. On a far happier note, Torrent, the warrior priestess who accompanied us on that never-to-be forgotten trip from Gate Pass to Seaquen, was also present. We hurried over to her and I exclaimed: “Torrent! Where’ve have you been? We’ve been trying to get in touch with you but there’s never been an answer. “ She smiled at us and replied: “I’ve been with our allies in Sindaire, helping them against the Ragesians.” Simeon cleared his throat: “Torrent is being very modest. She has been instrumental in establishing Sindaire as an ally of the Resistance. It is as a result of the efforts of her and her team that the army you saw outside has been able to join us. Now, please, what can you tell us? The Torch has gained even more importance now. Do you have it?” Longhelim succinctly told the audience in the room exactly what had happened to us, from the time we had been transported to Ostalin until we arrived back at Seaquen. No one interrupted until the end and then Simeon said: “Disappointing but not very surprising. So, you say that dark elves probably took the Torch? Shalosha is making an alliance with a Ragesian general? And she still wants to make a treaty with us? You also said you had a cryptic poem? May I see it please? And you saw yet another trillith? These creatures are very vexing; I realize that we cannot know everything but I find it difficult to believe that that many creatures of such great power had escaped notice previously.” John was thinking out loud: “All of the trilliths we have met are named after emotions or their names are descriptive in some way; so far we have met Deception, Madness, Balance and Indomitability that we know of. They seem to be able to possess people and animals; it is impossible to detect them. They are not evil, or at least Longhelim does not detect them as such. They are extremely strong, both physically and magically; Madness was also very strong spell caster; and their ability to walk through walls is most powerful.” The rogue was silent and the others were obviously thinking about what he had said. I decided to add my own thoughts to his: “John, I still think that there is a connection between the gold dragon and the trillith. When Deception was giving his little speech before his grandma nearly ate us, he definitely referred to Syana as his grandmother. That has to be a connection somehow; calling someone a grandparent is a very specific thing. We very much need to research this Syana, and Ycengled, which was what or who she was defending. “ I turned to the others. “John has his doubts that there is a connection here; he may be right but we need to eliminate this one way or the other. We were also both speculating whether these trillith are emotions or dreams of something, but it would have to be something of such power that it beggars belief.” Longhelim and others had already heard our speculation so they did not react but the others in the room looked intrigued and hopeful. Simeon spoke: “You mention these writings that this man Darius left?” I went over and handed them to the loremaster. He looked at them and frowned: “Yes, in their current form, they are difficult to understand.” Then he smiled and his countenance changed: “However, I’m a loremaster; solving cryptic puzzles and allegorical prose is what I do and there are several magical tricks we can try on this. May I keep this? I do not have the correct spells today but I will certainly be able to cast something on this tomorrow morning which will hopefully make this more lucid.” I was intrigued. The abilities of a loremaster were legendary. They were able to take a vast morass of seemingly disparate information and tease extraordinary knowledge out of it; or look at incomprehensible tomes of lore written when the world was young and translate it into language comprehensible to the modern world; and Simeon was famed as being one of the foremost of this Age in this peculiar discipline. Thus, I was very interested to know what he would be able to do with our cryptic prose. Simeon then continued: “On a different subject, you say that when you spoke to Shalosha, she stated that she was still interested in an alliance with Seaquen. Did she mention any terms?” Longhelim answered that question: “I spoke to her about that. Yes, she still wanted an alliance; the Shahalesti are desperate for any help against the Ragesians; there’s any army wondering around Northern Shahalesti as we speak and Gate Pass has become a battlefield between the two nations. As for terms, I made sure I did not let it get that far. I felt that once I began to speak of terms, then, in principle, I would have committed Seaquen and the Resistance to something; I made it quite clear that I did not speak for Seaquen in matters such as these.” I saw several of the diplomats nodding; it was very true: once terms were heard, then the initial hurdle of whether the Resistance wanted or needed this alliance was crossed; and we had no idea as to what the policy of the Resistance was in this case; for all we knew, the Dessanians had insisted that the price of their co-operation was no alliance with the Shahalesti; especially, as initially, the Shahalesti had tried to annex a chunk of what was officially Dessanian territory; until they had lost most of their fleet that is. Simeon looked thoughtful: “I understand your reluctance; still, Shalosha was right in one thing; your opinion does have weight. You mentioned that you would recommend an alliance with them.” Longhelim replied: “I did say that; but my exact words were: I would recommend an alliance with the Shahalesti………at that time: that time meaning when we were all half burned to death, dripping blood, out of spells and healing, faced with a healthy, powerful elven spell caster and her warrior bodyguard. That was yesterday: today? Well, today, how shall I put it? If you take the tallest, strongest, heaviest being in Seaquen and then ask a six year old girl how far she could throw him? That is how far I would trust the elves. They wiped out a whole tribe of their kin in the Living Forest of Innenotdar; to the last woman and child. That type of complete eradication takes a particular kind of ruthlessness. We should consider this before we come to any agreement with them.” Simeon nodded: “We shall take everything you say under consideration. Now, you say that Shalosha also saw the writings of Darius?” Longhelim shrugged: “Yes, we showed them to her; she couldn’t make head or tail out of them either with the exception of a few lines where she suggested that it was us sailing in the sky sled; I didn’t get it myself but as we said, who could tell?” Simeon shook his head: “Unfortunately, Shalosha is a powerful spell caster herself and she would have been able to memorise those writings. The elves also have access to spell casters such as I with a strong bent towards divination. They may not be able to obtain as much information I will be able to but they will be able to obtain enough.” “Enough for what? I am still confused as to what that is supposed to be,” I said. “If I am right, then that is a series of clues to the whereabouts of the Torch; the strategic end of this game has not changed; whoever gains the Torch will have a decisive advantage in the coming war,” replied Simeon. I frowned: “I hope you’re right; because then all the grief we went through in Castle Korstull will have been worth it.” “Believe me, Faden, your efforts and those of your companions are hugely appreciated; what I was trying to get at is that it has now become a race; the elves will soon have similar information to that which I hope to gain on the morrow. Therefore, it is imperative that you are ready to travel tomorrow. As before, Ms. Larkins is willing to magically teleport you to the closest place which she can.” I tensed at this: “Apologies for my reluctance, but last time we attempted to teleport, it left us in a very vulnerable position. I have not studied those strange nodes but they are very powerful and dangerous magic. Wherever it is that you need us to go, well, we would prefer to make our own way there.” Simeon smiled and replied: “Your caution is merited, Faden, and I agree, the node magic is a new and disturbing development; but now that we know of their existence, we can at least augur if they will interfere with our movement.” He looked at me: “Trust me in this. It will work.” Rather dubiously, I said: “So be it. I hope you’re right.” Simeon settled back in his chair and looked at Kiernan. The latter just gave a tiny shake of his head. I presumed that that meant that the dwarf did not have any further questions. So, Simeon then turned to Jorine, Oller and Grellfinn: “You have been gallant and brave companions; your attempt to investigate Castle Korstull was extraordinary. I hope you will be kind enough to let me have the name of the alchemist who provided you with the coating which protected your wagon from the Firestorm. Something like that would be incredibly useful to us. I wasn’t even aware that something like that existed. It may even allow us to use magical transport for the time being. You have expressed a wish to join the Resistance; well, we would be very pleased to have you, if that is still the case. You will be valued members.” All three of them nodded. They were quiet, looking around them, obviously trying to assimilate faces; as soon as Simeon finished, they were approached by the Sindarian ambassador; I had no doubt that they would in for a thorough debriefing later. Simeon called the meeting to a close: “We have done enough here for tonight. Let us retire and convene again early morning. We should be able to glean something from the information you found by then, hopefully.” We were very tired at that point and we all retired to our rooms in the Lyceum. [/QUOTE]
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