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<blockquote data-quote="Cafu" data-source="post: 6418643" data-attributes="member: 6692807"><p>Sometime later, someone entered into my tent. I was concentrating particularly hard so I didn’t glance up and hoped that whoever it was would take the hint and go away but they didn’t; finally, I came to a natural stop and I glanced up to see Diogenes standing in front of me. </p><p></p><p>I jumped up:</p><p></p><p>“Diogenes! You’re back!”</p><p></p><p>He was looking a little drawn and still weak from his ordeal but he smiled and replied: </p><p></p><p>“Your friend Felix is a powerful priest; he has access to secrets that are available to only a select few.</p><p></p><p>A bit like you but in many ways, you’re still the same; stick a spell in front of you and you’ll pull it apart, put it back together again, see how it works, how it’s supposed to work and then see if you can improve it.”</p><p></p><p>I ran around the table to my pack: </p><p></p><p>“Talking about spells, I kept these for you!”</p><p></p><p>I took out a stack of books; they were his spell books. He took them and stared at the covers for a long time. </p><p></p><p>Then he said with fierce determination: </p><p></p><p>“Things will become normal again! I swear it! Felix brought back Erdin as well. Between us, we’ll put this city back together. Even that rascal, Rantle, has his uses. We owe it to the city and its people!”</p><p></p><p>I grinned back at him and said: </p><p></p><p>“Have you been told what has happened? And what we plan?”</p><p></p><p>“Not yet but Longhelim is meeting with us shortly to do exactly that; we’re trying to find Rantle at the moment and once he gets here, we’ll start. I know what you’re doing so I won’t disturb you any longer but I just wanted to come and say hello.”</p><p></p><p>I grinned back at him: </p><p></p><p>“Hello back to you. I’ll come and speak with you and Erdin properly this evening.”</p><p></p><p>He nodded at me and then left. He sounded unlike the old Diogenes, who had always seemed very world weary. This sounded like a man who had rediscovered a purpose in his life.</p><p></p><p>Happily I went back to my work, thinking that having Diogenes and Erdin around was small step towards normality. It was also a positive move as it would allow us to leave the city safe in the knowledge that there was at least some sort of civic leadership in place. </p><p></p><p>I worked until evening; I hadn’t finished but I was about half way in transcribing that spell into my book. It was a fiendishly complicated formula, mostly because it was so general and encompassed so many aspects of magic. It could enhance attacks, resistances both mental and physical, knowledge, manipulation; gods, it could even allow me to dodge attacks and what was even more extraordinary was that it was something that could be used as a reaction. Someone, somewhere long ago had spent a great deal of time researching that spell. </p><p></p><p>I left the tent, stretched my back and went to join the others for dinner. It was a jolly affair as we were joined by the newly returned Diogenes, Erdin Menash and Rantle, who had finally been located. Vigilance was there as well of course. The fare was meager; we didn’t have better food than anyone else among the population or the army but the three new arrivals threw themselves into plans to start rebuilding the city. Diogenes was already planning how to help using his magic. Although he was debilitated by his ordeal, he was still a very powerful mage and that would help. Erdin, for all of his eccentric behavior, was still a master merchant and Rantle was still well…….Rantle. </p><p></p><p>Towards the end of the meal, we heard the voices around us quieten as a small delegation of elves approached: it was Shalosha and her usual entourage of bodyguards: </p><p></p><p>“My father wishes you to know that he will be ready to leave in the morning.”</p><p></p><p>Then she smiled: </p><p></p><p>“I do not know what manner of creatures attacked us but they were fearsome foes. We saw your combat against the statue of Coaltongue and it was masterly. Even we elves would have been proud to say we overcame such a foe. Father said it took him back to his youth and he doesn’t say that often.”</p><p></p><p>Longhelim puffed his pipe and replied: </p><p></p><p>“They are called trillith and when we return, we will tell you more about them and what they are. Please tell your father that we will be ready but before you go, please join us.”</p><p></p><p>Shalosha hesitated and but finally nodded assent and so our dinner group swelled again. I shook my head; she had been cold and distant previously but now she seemed to be warm and friendly, for an elf that is. Her entourage looked very uncomfortable. I don’t think they got much chance to dine with humans and dwarves. </p><p></p><p>Once dinner was over, the conversation continued and the elves left quite late; Shalosha was a very pleasant companion and spoke extensively to Diogenes and Menash. She was very interested in their future plans for the city. She spoke to Rantle as well but it was quite obvious in a rather short time that she didn’t take him seriously. </p><p></p><p>Menash said happily: </p><p></p><p>“If she becomes queen or takes a more diplomatic role, dealing with the Shining Lands will be far more pleasant than before. What a fine young lady.”</p><p></p><p>Finally, at the end of the day, I had one more task to do. I had been dreading it but it had to be done. </p><p></p><p>Sitting down, I concentrated and began casting a spell. It took some time but finally, I pictured the face of my mother in my mind and began speaking to her. I asked her where she was and if the family was with her. To my joy, there was a reply! A gasp, followed by a sob and then a gabbled reply that she and my sisters were in a camp just outside Seaquen of all places. </p><p></p><p>I cast the same spell again and asked them not to move and that I would be there the next day.</p><p></p><p>I rushed back to the others and told them. Everyone was happy for me; our families had not fared well in the war. Victor had lost both his brother and father, Longhelim did not seem to have any great interest in finding his sister or father and Drudge certainly didn’t express any desire to try to track down his family. John just laughed and stated that he had one sister he knew of, and that she was away with the fairies, imaginary, not real ones. As for Felix, he didn’t say anything. </p><p></p><p>However, they were happy to go with me to Seaquen to try to locate my family with me. </p><p></p><p>John also said: </p><p></p><p>“Why don’t you ask them to stay at our place in Seaquen?”</p><p></p><p>Everyone else agreed that this was a good idea and after that, we went to bed. </p><p></p><p>We woke up the next morning and went through our usual routine; then we had the unpleasant task of activating the Torch so we could transport the armies to the Shining Lands. I won’t go into details but suffice it to say that the task was accomplished. I did not go with Longhelim to the destination as there was no need and there was plenty of protection at the other end in case of a hostile reception. Thankfully, the transportation of the army went smoothly although as usual it took quite a long time; in fact, bearing in mind that this was a combination of both the Resistance and elven armies, Longhelim and the others did not return until mid-afternoon. </p><p></p><p>That gave me plenty of time to continue to transcribe the spell into my book; I had not quite finished by the time they returned but I had to stop as we were going on to Seaquen next. The magical travel to the city was uneventful and we arrived. </p><p></p><p>Seaquen was being rebuilt yet again. It had been badly damaged by the storms caused by the ice elementals which had attacked the Lyceum. Unfortunately, this time we did not have access to the Green Dragon’s Lyre of Building so the work was going far slower. Yet despite the war and the lack of manpower, some progress had been made and already a great deal of the rubble had been cleared away; actual rebuilding had not begun yet but at least the basic preparation was in full swing. </p><p></p><p>What had also grown were the refugee camps around the city. As Seaquen was the settlement furthest from the Ragesian menace, more and more people congregated there, desperate for a measure of safety and freedom. Thankfully, mostly due to the measures that had been set up by the brave paladin, Laura Beck Adelsberg, Lord Votberd the dwarven mayor of the town, as well as various factions and in a small measure ourselves, the camps were generally clean, well organized and habitable. There was good organization for cleaning and logistics, such as making sure that latrines were dug, rubbish was cleared and burned, food was provided and criminality was kept to a manageable level. </p><p></p><p>Apart from that, the city was still close to the sea with two ample natural harbours, both of which were crowded with ships, suggesting that there was still plenty of marine commerce. The swamp was far less dangerous than previously, especially now that the Three Witches were gone and there were just too many refugees for the goblins; they had retreated deep into the swamp and did not come out. The greatest danger was the Green Dragon but there had been no sign of her either. </p><p></p><p>As soon as we arrived at the outskirts, I took some time to cast my spell to ascertain just in which camp my family was ensconced. I received an answer almost immediately and we quickly walked there. </p><p></p><p>Finally, I saw them!</p><p></p><p>My mother and my three sisters were waiting! I ran towards them and our reunion was all I hoped it would be. There was crying, there was joy, there were squeals, there were questions and there were tales. The others waited while we finished and then my mother led us to their tent. It was a tidy place, well lit, clean and airy. We all sat down and spoke; I told them everything that had happened to me. Finally, with regret I told them about my father. They were not shocked. They knew had had died a long time ago although they were shocked that he had been turned into a wraith; that was news to them. They also told me that my brother had been with my father when they had been captured so it was very likely that he was another of those countless wraiths which frequented Gabal’s Tower. </p><p></p><p>Then I offered them our townhouse in Seaquen. Thankfully, it had not been destroyed in the ice storm and with bad weather possibly approaching, I thought it would be better than a tent. I gave them the news from Gate Pass and again they were not surprised. They had known that the Ragesian siege was going to be bad. However, they were not aware of the depredations of the Red Dragon and I was very pleased that my father had taken the precaution of sending them away before the full horrors of the siege and battle had taken hold. </p><p></p><p>It took them a little while to pack their possessions, which were pitifully few as well as saying goodbye to the friends they had made in the camp. Finally, everything was ready and we walked to the house where they moved in. It was a very substantial residence of three floors so there was plenty of room. Even though we had just reunited, I told them that I would have to go away again very soon. </p><p></p><p>Finally, my mother gently asked me why I had not been in touch. She wasn’t chiding me but she was quite insistent in the way mothers are.</p><p></p><p>I thought for some time. On the one hand, she certainly deserved an answer; on the other hand, giving her the answer would put her and my sisters in danger. Still, it was too late now and they were going to be in danger for the rest of her life anyway; the sooner they realised this the better.</p><p></p><p>I began: </p><p></p><p>“Mum, while I have given you a very brief accounting of what I have been doing, it is a little more complicated and involved than that. We have set ourselves directly in opposition to Leska and the Ragesian Empire; against the Trillith which are creatures which defy description; a green dragon in the nearby swamp doesn’t like us very much either. In short, we have accrued a remarkable list of incredibly powerful enemies in a short time. There are devils in the Hells who know our names and would happily drag us down to their abode. </p><p></p><p>Unfortunately, all of this puts our immediate families in grave danger as any of these individuals would want to use you as leverage against us. That is how they operate. You would not believe just how high Ragesian treachery has reached or who they managed to suborn. The main advisor of King Steppengaard of Dassen turned out to be a Ragesian traitor, Katrina the Sorceress…….</p><p></p><p>She gasped!</p><p></p><p>“Katrina! That lovely red haired girl! Rantle’s sister! Does Rantle know? He’ll be devastated!”</p><p></p><p>I shook my head: </p><p></p><p>“Well, I certainly didn’t tell him but I’m not sure if he knows or not; John may have done. He’s the one who knows Rantle the best out of all of us; even the former harbour master here, Lee Sidoneth who caused the first destruction of the city. He was a Ragesian spy!</p><p></p><p>Anyway, what I’m getting at is that I tried to spare you this for as long as possible. Now, however, we are too well known in certain circles and you can rest assured that elements of the Ragesian army are searching for our families. Hopefully, here in Seaquen you’ll be safer than in some other places but I will leave you money so that you can at least hire bodyguards. Also, please go and introduce yourself to Lord Votberd; he is an irascible dwarf, bad tempered and proud but he knows this place like the back of his hand and if anything untoward was being planned, he’s the one most likely to find out about it. Please also let him know that you’re my mother. He’ll understand immediately. </p><p></p><p>I have to go now, but I’m going to leave you my diaries; I will be back tomorrow but read as much of them as you can so you can get an idea of what is going on.”</p><p></p><p>We still chatted after that and then I said my goodbyes to her and my sisters. </p><p></p><p>Then I joined the others and we returned to Gate Pass where we gathered our possessions. I had one last short session of transcribing the spell into my book in readiness for the ritual and then we went to bed again.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Cafu, post: 6418643, member: 6692807"] Sometime later, someone entered into my tent. I was concentrating particularly hard so I didn’t glance up and hoped that whoever it was would take the hint and go away but they didn’t; finally, I came to a natural stop and I glanced up to see Diogenes standing in front of me. I jumped up: “Diogenes! You’re back!” He was looking a little drawn and still weak from his ordeal but he smiled and replied: “Your friend Felix is a powerful priest; he has access to secrets that are available to only a select few. A bit like you but in many ways, you’re still the same; stick a spell in front of you and you’ll pull it apart, put it back together again, see how it works, how it’s supposed to work and then see if you can improve it.” I ran around the table to my pack: “Talking about spells, I kept these for you!” I took out a stack of books; they were his spell books. He took them and stared at the covers for a long time. Then he said with fierce determination: “Things will become normal again! I swear it! Felix brought back Erdin as well. Between us, we’ll put this city back together. Even that rascal, Rantle, has his uses. We owe it to the city and its people!” I grinned back at him and said: “Have you been told what has happened? And what we plan?” “Not yet but Longhelim is meeting with us shortly to do exactly that; we’re trying to find Rantle at the moment and once he gets here, we’ll start. I know what you’re doing so I won’t disturb you any longer but I just wanted to come and say hello.” I grinned back at him: “Hello back to you. I’ll come and speak with you and Erdin properly this evening.” He nodded at me and then left. He sounded unlike the old Diogenes, who had always seemed very world weary. This sounded like a man who had rediscovered a purpose in his life. Happily I went back to my work, thinking that having Diogenes and Erdin around was small step towards normality. It was also a positive move as it would allow us to leave the city safe in the knowledge that there was at least some sort of civic leadership in place. I worked until evening; I hadn’t finished but I was about half way in transcribing that spell into my book. It was a fiendishly complicated formula, mostly because it was so general and encompassed so many aspects of magic. It could enhance attacks, resistances both mental and physical, knowledge, manipulation; gods, it could even allow me to dodge attacks and what was even more extraordinary was that it was something that could be used as a reaction. Someone, somewhere long ago had spent a great deal of time researching that spell. I left the tent, stretched my back and went to join the others for dinner. It was a jolly affair as we were joined by the newly returned Diogenes, Erdin Menash and Rantle, who had finally been located. Vigilance was there as well of course. The fare was meager; we didn’t have better food than anyone else among the population or the army but the three new arrivals threw themselves into plans to start rebuilding the city. Diogenes was already planning how to help using his magic. Although he was debilitated by his ordeal, he was still a very powerful mage and that would help. Erdin, for all of his eccentric behavior, was still a master merchant and Rantle was still well…….Rantle. Towards the end of the meal, we heard the voices around us quieten as a small delegation of elves approached: it was Shalosha and her usual entourage of bodyguards: “My father wishes you to know that he will be ready to leave in the morning.” Then she smiled: “I do not know what manner of creatures attacked us but they were fearsome foes. We saw your combat against the statue of Coaltongue and it was masterly. Even we elves would have been proud to say we overcame such a foe. Father said it took him back to his youth and he doesn’t say that often.” Longhelim puffed his pipe and replied: “They are called trillith and when we return, we will tell you more about them and what they are. Please tell your father that we will be ready but before you go, please join us.” Shalosha hesitated and but finally nodded assent and so our dinner group swelled again. I shook my head; she had been cold and distant previously but now she seemed to be warm and friendly, for an elf that is. Her entourage looked very uncomfortable. I don’t think they got much chance to dine with humans and dwarves. Once dinner was over, the conversation continued and the elves left quite late; Shalosha was a very pleasant companion and spoke extensively to Diogenes and Menash. She was very interested in their future plans for the city. She spoke to Rantle as well but it was quite obvious in a rather short time that she didn’t take him seriously. Menash said happily: “If she becomes queen or takes a more diplomatic role, dealing with the Shining Lands will be far more pleasant than before. What a fine young lady.” Finally, at the end of the day, I had one more task to do. I had been dreading it but it had to be done. Sitting down, I concentrated and began casting a spell. It took some time but finally, I pictured the face of my mother in my mind and began speaking to her. I asked her where she was and if the family was with her. To my joy, there was a reply! A gasp, followed by a sob and then a gabbled reply that she and my sisters were in a camp just outside Seaquen of all places. I cast the same spell again and asked them not to move and that I would be there the next day. I rushed back to the others and told them. Everyone was happy for me; our families had not fared well in the war. Victor had lost both his brother and father, Longhelim did not seem to have any great interest in finding his sister or father and Drudge certainly didn’t express any desire to try to track down his family. John just laughed and stated that he had one sister he knew of, and that she was away with the fairies, imaginary, not real ones. As for Felix, he didn’t say anything. However, they were happy to go with me to Seaquen to try to locate my family with me. John also said: “Why don’t you ask them to stay at our place in Seaquen?” Everyone else agreed that this was a good idea and after that, we went to bed. We woke up the next morning and went through our usual routine; then we had the unpleasant task of activating the Torch so we could transport the armies to the Shining Lands. I won’t go into details but suffice it to say that the task was accomplished. I did not go with Longhelim to the destination as there was no need and there was plenty of protection at the other end in case of a hostile reception. Thankfully, the transportation of the army went smoothly although as usual it took quite a long time; in fact, bearing in mind that this was a combination of both the Resistance and elven armies, Longhelim and the others did not return until mid-afternoon. That gave me plenty of time to continue to transcribe the spell into my book; I had not quite finished by the time they returned but I had to stop as we were going on to Seaquen next. The magical travel to the city was uneventful and we arrived. Seaquen was being rebuilt yet again. It had been badly damaged by the storms caused by the ice elementals which had attacked the Lyceum. Unfortunately, this time we did not have access to the Green Dragon’s Lyre of Building so the work was going far slower. Yet despite the war and the lack of manpower, some progress had been made and already a great deal of the rubble had been cleared away; actual rebuilding had not begun yet but at least the basic preparation was in full swing. What had also grown were the refugee camps around the city. As Seaquen was the settlement furthest from the Ragesian menace, more and more people congregated there, desperate for a measure of safety and freedom. Thankfully, mostly due to the measures that had been set up by the brave paladin, Laura Beck Adelsberg, Lord Votberd the dwarven mayor of the town, as well as various factions and in a small measure ourselves, the camps were generally clean, well organized and habitable. There was good organization for cleaning and logistics, such as making sure that latrines were dug, rubbish was cleared and burned, food was provided and criminality was kept to a manageable level. Apart from that, the city was still close to the sea with two ample natural harbours, both of which were crowded with ships, suggesting that there was still plenty of marine commerce. The swamp was far less dangerous than previously, especially now that the Three Witches were gone and there were just too many refugees for the goblins; they had retreated deep into the swamp and did not come out. The greatest danger was the Green Dragon but there had been no sign of her either. As soon as we arrived at the outskirts, I took some time to cast my spell to ascertain just in which camp my family was ensconced. I received an answer almost immediately and we quickly walked there. Finally, I saw them! My mother and my three sisters were waiting! I ran towards them and our reunion was all I hoped it would be. There was crying, there was joy, there were squeals, there were questions and there were tales. The others waited while we finished and then my mother led us to their tent. It was a tidy place, well lit, clean and airy. We all sat down and spoke; I told them everything that had happened to me. Finally, with regret I told them about my father. They were not shocked. They knew had had died a long time ago although they were shocked that he had been turned into a wraith; that was news to them. They also told me that my brother had been with my father when they had been captured so it was very likely that he was another of those countless wraiths which frequented Gabal’s Tower. Then I offered them our townhouse in Seaquen. Thankfully, it had not been destroyed in the ice storm and with bad weather possibly approaching, I thought it would be better than a tent. I gave them the news from Gate Pass and again they were not surprised. They had known that the Ragesian siege was going to be bad. However, they were not aware of the depredations of the Red Dragon and I was very pleased that my father had taken the precaution of sending them away before the full horrors of the siege and battle had taken hold. It took them a little while to pack their possessions, which were pitifully few as well as saying goodbye to the friends they had made in the camp. Finally, everything was ready and we walked to the house where they moved in. It was a very substantial residence of three floors so there was plenty of room. Even though we had just reunited, I told them that I would have to go away again very soon. Finally, my mother gently asked me why I had not been in touch. She wasn’t chiding me but she was quite insistent in the way mothers are. I thought for some time. On the one hand, she certainly deserved an answer; on the other hand, giving her the answer would put her and my sisters in danger. Still, it was too late now and they were going to be in danger for the rest of her life anyway; the sooner they realised this the better. I began: “Mum, while I have given you a very brief accounting of what I have been doing, it is a little more complicated and involved than that. We have set ourselves directly in opposition to Leska and the Ragesian Empire; against the Trillith which are creatures which defy description; a green dragon in the nearby swamp doesn’t like us very much either. In short, we have accrued a remarkable list of incredibly powerful enemies in a short time. There are devils in the Hells who know our names and would happily drag us down to their abode. Unfortunately, all of this puts our immediate families in grave danger as any of these individuals would want to use you as leverage against us. That is how they operate. You would not believe just how high Ragesian treachery has reached or who they managed to suborn. The main advisor of King Steppengaard of Dassen turned out to be a Ragesian traitor, Katrina the Sorceress……. She gasped! “Katrina! That lovely red haired girl! Rantle’s sister! Does Rantle know? He’ll be devastated!” I shook my head: “Well, I certainly didn’t tell him but I’m not sure if he knows or not; John may have done. He’s the one who knows Rantle the best out of all of us; even the former harbour master here, Lee Sidoneth who caused the first destruction of the city. He was a Ragesian spy! Anyway, what I’m getting at is that I tried to spare you this for as long as possible. Now, however, we are too well known in certain circles and you can rest assured that elements of the Ragesian army are searching for our families. Hopefully, here in Seaquen you’ll be safer than in some other places but I will leave you money so that you can at least hire bodyguards. Also, please go and introduce yourself to Lord Votberd; he is an irascible dwarf, bad tempered and proud but he knows this place like the back of his hand and if anything untoward was being planned, he’s the one most likely to find out about it. Please also let him know that you’re my mother. He’ll understand immediately. I have to go now, but I’m going to leave you my diaries; I will be back tomorrow but read as much of them as you can so you can get an idea of what is going on.” We still chatted after that and then I said my goodbyes to her and my sisters. Then I joined the others and we returned to Gate Pass where we gathered our possessions. I had one last short session of transcribing the spell into my book in readiness for the ritual and then we went to bed again. [/QUOTE]
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