Academy of Drell, Part 7

[Zhure]

Palasant nods while Lyrique explains the workings of the Book of Xargon.

"While I'm no magical expert, I certainly can see how this isn't a good thing," Palasant says. "I'll take the book and turn it in to my superiors and tell them you recommended destruction of it. Thank you all for your hard work."

He holds out his hands for the book.

* * * * *
Slith wanders about the compound on his tiny ectoplasmic legs. But there just aren't any people around to be interesting for him.

Investigating the other dormitories show them to be relatively quiet with only a few students left during this cold winter season. A few of the students can be heard talking in their rooms but no one seems 'partying' or celebrating. Unlike the townsfolk down the hill, the people up at the Academy don't seem in as good a mood.

* * * * *

Travellios can make a KN: Arcana roll. The small creature - while lacking a lot of detail - seems to be waiting patiently still, and doesn't respond to his voice.

* * * * *


Ffleuder wags his tail at Rallyn, but doesn't respond. The rest of the house is quiet. Soft snoring can be heard back in the bedrooms.

* * * * *
Kith stares around at the simple interior. Ffleuder gives him a passing sniff, then goes back to trying to get Rallyn's attention.

* * * * *

Keith and Charlotte continue their private conversation. While it seems as if they are recognized by the people inside the bar, they're given their privacy.

 

[Argent Silvermage]

Lyrique stops. "Lord Palasant before I hand over the book there is one last thing. What about the Drow and mage who are coming to Drell for it? How are we to insure that Drell will not be harmed if the book is not given to them?"

 

[Jeremy]

Rallyn will cease his bear hug of the dog and creep towards the back of the house, poking his head into his Da's room. If he is asleep he will come back out with a finger pressed to his lips for quiet and head into the kitchen to start making up some dinner.

 

[Dalamar]

It's your fault!
What is?
That there are no people here.
You gotta be kidding me...
I'm serious. There's only a few people here, not counting the so-called 'Heroes'!
Forget I said anything...

Slith scampers back to Sildarin's room, sure that he's been condemned to live at the most boring place on the whole universe.

 

[Velenne]

Grr..ate my post. 9 + 7 = 16 on the Arcana check. But you'll have to fill me even cuz even I don't know what it is!

"I see. Well, carry on then. I am at your service as it were."

 

[Jarval]

Mortimer nods in agreement with Lyrique's words.

"Aye, they did seem most confident in their ability to reclaim the book, and one identified himself as an arcane caster of at least moderate power. They seemed little troubled either by ourselves, or the many townsfolk of Drell we had with us."

 

[GnomeWorks]

Keith
"The task may be too large for one, but perhaps with two, you could succeed where one would be overwhelmed. My sword and my talents are at your disposal, milady."

Charlotte smiles.

What do I say to that?

Keith
"I was trained for one thing, Charlotte, to be a killer, a house assassin for my family, to take the role that my master had once filled, she trained me well, perhaps too well. I came to this school to learn more refinement to fit in better at the court, so as to better learn about my targets and gain their trust if need be. Perhaps if I had not met you, then that is the path I would have taken. I have no talents for the arcane disciplines or the mental arts."

Charlotte's eyebrows raise in surprise, though she remains quiet.

Assassin...? By the gods... do I really know him? Do I really know Keith?

...yes. He said that I've changed his path... but is that enough? I wonder...

Keith
"But now after what has happened here, after meeting you and the others, perhaps that is not the path for me. Or perhaps killing people for others and not for the right reasons is not something I wish to do. But the will of the Kinain household is strong. My father would not like my change of heart, but there are more precious things then the approval of my parents. More precious things indeed,"

Charlotte smiles, and nods. "So we are both outcasts from our family... it is good to know that we aren't alone in the world."

No, there is nothing to wonder about. His heart is true... he wouldn't lie to me. But could he be holding back? He could be telling me what I want to hear... no. I can't continue to doubt him. I love him... and I trust him. He won't deceive me...

 

[Tokiwong]

Charlotte smiles.

Charlotte's eyebrows raise in surprise, though she remains quiet.

Assassin...? By the gods... do I really know him? Do I really know Keith?

...yes. He said that I've changed his path... but is that enough? I wonder...

Keith notes her look of surprise, “I see that my past surprises you, I have not told anyone this for good reason. It would not be prudent to tell future targets that I may one day be their killer. But I trust you, Charlotte, and I hope you can trust me, in knowing that I will not follow that path.”

Charlotte smiles, and nods. "So we are both outcasts from our family... it is good to know that we aren't alone in the world."

No, there is nothing to wonder about. His heart is true... he wouldn't lie to me. But could he be holding back? He could be telling me what I want to hear... no. I can't continue to doubt him. I love him... and I trust him. He won't deceive me...

“Alone is something I thought I would always be honestly, the path chosen for me, was one not for friendships or bonds. I can promise you that for as long as you live, if you will have me, you will not need to fear of being alone. You have my heart, and my sword,” he finishes with a simple nod, devoid of emotion.

“We are not outcast, for we have found each other. Perhaps that is all the family we need. Now you have me speaking like a spoony bard,” he says with a slight curl of his lips, before returning to his normal demeanor, “I must say you handled yourself well against the giants, and despite the few flaws in your fighting techniques you handled the spear well. Though it could use some improvements, mainly in your footwork and fundamentals.”

 

[evileeyore]

Seeing Rallyn's shushing motion, Kith nods and follows him quietly into the kitchen.

Kith helps out with food prepping, as best he can.

"So you gave me the short, so here's the short version. I know people in my 'home town' would like to see me dead and buried. Possibly my own family. So whenever I have to return I wear a disguise to look older. I figure any sneaky throatslitters show up looking for the old 'SerKalin' will atleast be surprised by my youthfulness. Might give me a running start."

Kith shrugs.

"So Rallyn, the long version spill it."

OOC: I'll email you Kith's long version and the few specific questions I have for Rallyn. Just repond in email format... Unless you really want to do a recap Rallyn style for everyone.

Editted: Okay Jeremy, email me, as enworld doesn't know what your eddress is. It does however know mine.

 

[Jeremy]

Rallyn makes supper quietly allowing the sounds, and-more importantly to gnomish noses-the smells to awake his father. He greets him warmly and sits down with Kith to dinner.

"The long version? Good thing we're sitting down I guess. You'll be so proud of us Da."

Rallyn spins out the entire story in as much detail as he can, somewhat confused by the strange looks his father gives him as he tells him and Kith about what has happened.

Send it to jairevans at netscape dot net.