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Nothing happens when Edmond waves his guisarme in front of the gem, And nothing further when he touches it. Whatever it is, surprisingly perhaps it doesn't appear to be trap. Or at least not one that acts immediately... Meanwhile, down the corridor, Mhairi and Ignatius skirt the suspicious...

Menexes calls Rexun over to join the discussion, and explains the situation to him. "What do you make of the Lady's suggestion?" he asks. "The rock beneath is Sandstein being," replies Rexun. "At least, from what I see. Tunnels already underneath, where me they were holding, so if we are...

Menexes strokes his ginger beard thoughtfully. "You have a point," he says. "And the Waystation is a valuable resource. I'll commit forces to your aid. I'll need to leave some here to guard the sanctuary, particularly in case the Cobalt Dwarf decides to counterstrike. But I can spare, say...

OOC: Can I just check which symbols are being referred to here? I think Edmond is going to poke the tigers encircling a gem thing in the room with the chests. Is Ignatius using detect magic on the other symbol, down the corridor with the murals (top left of the map)? Or the same?

Al-Korus gives Hang a hard stare. "Hm," he grunts, finally. You can't tell if he's bought the story or not, but he seems satisfied for now. "We'll see." He gives a sort of casual salute with his hook hand. "I'll be seeing you gentlemen later," he says as he turns on his heel and marches off...

OOC: I'm on holiday until 1st Sept. Normal service will be resumed after that!

"Here we have around fifty," says Menexes. "Within a day or two's muster, another couple of hundred. But attacking the waystation, strange lights or not, will be likely the iron dwarves to provoke. It is risky for us to be too involved."

al-Korus looks vaguely disappointed, and a bit bored, by this. "Huh," he says. "Plenty of old ruins in these islands, most of 'em picked dry long ago. Tell you what, we'll give you safe passage, but if you find anything, the Bloodhawks take twenty percent as our price. Deal?"

Old Megan flasp her hands. "Forgive me, young mistress," she says. "My ears are old too! The young lord came back to us about a year ago, so yes, he could be the father if time was the only thing. I'm not so sure he has the inclinations of his youth, though. It seems to me that he avoids the...

"King Eisengrim ordered the waystation closed, some time before your keep fell, when he decided to cut off contact with non-dwarves. I don't know when Schattenstein moved in but it would have been empty for him, although locked. We are ... not so welcome in the Zwergenberg and we have not been...

Fyfe helps Sh'aah nind the captive cobalt dwarf, whilst beer, bread, hard cheese and dried meat are brought forth and set on a makeshift table made from some crates and a board. More crates and barrels serve as seats. "Fanjyr Waystation is a valuable asset," says Menexes. "Whoever holds it...

Megan tugs at her shawl and looks a bit confused. "Did I not see you arrive with him yesterday?" she asks. "My eyes are old, perhaps I was mistaken. But yes, the Lord Meirion resides here mostly these days. In the grand hall."

al-Korus points his hook at Blue. "Alright then," he says. "What's your business? Or whichever of you is giving the orders here. Don't mess me around."

"Easy mate," says Kraken, putting a hand on Hendricks' shoulder. There is concern in his voice, but also a note of warning. With the other hand he draws his falchion, noting with a frown the water that drips from the blade. "Hope this thing's not buggered, eh?" he adds to no-one in particular...

Past the murals of the beast-gods tormenting humanoid figures that look suspiciously like Mhairi and her friends, the hallway turns into an empty room, with a closed door leading away. Another runic symbol is etched onto the floor of this room.

Ignatius opens the door onto a small room with three chests lined up against one wall. Each chest is carved with the tiger motif that is becoming predicatable, and has some writing on the top in the elaborately curled Vudran script. On the wall opposite the chests the entire wall is carved with...

Old Megan looks shifty. "Well, no-one knows for sure," she says. "But there were rumours back then, most of us who knew have died." She pokes the fire, not that it needs it. "But then, I've lived a longer life than most, why do I need to cling to what little I've left? And maybe you will stop...