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Aphonion Tales: The Archducal Council -- Unedited notes; later posts are edited transcripts (posts MWF, update 3/1/23)
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<blockquote data-quote="CPaladin" data-source="post: 8244734" data-attributes="member: 7030144"><p>Session 38 [cont'd]</p><p></p><p>Dame Brionna asks the Master of Pages about any results from questioning the kids.</p><p>2 6</p><p>1 3</p><p>11 4</p><p>12 1</p><p>20 16</p><p>10 2</p><p>11 8</p><p>9 1</p><p>18 9</p><p>10 35</p><p>Both of the two really useful kids are male. [I think the numbers were d20 rolls to determine how useful the refugee kids' information was. Not sure what the 35 at the end could mean-typo?]</p><p></p><p>Two knights each bring Dame Brionna a boy, right at, before, or just past puberty.</p><p></p><p>They both bow deeply to Dame Brionna.</p><p></p><p>“Anything you can tell us about where you were and how you got there, so we can stop what happened to you from happening to anyone else. I know you ”</p><p></p><p>“We’re both from the Eastern Trade Federation. We were both transferred by ship. I don’t think we were supposed to wake up, but we woke up in the hold of the ship. It was an old ship, and it leaked. It shouldn’t have leaked. For the first five days they spoke the same language we had been speaking, then the men we had heard left the ship by longboat. There were different men after that—they wore robes, and sailors don’t wear robes. Didn’t talk a normal language either. They woke us, fed us, and unloaded us. They fed us, cleaned us up, and something held us inside, so we couldn’t run. Something broke when you appeared. You couldn’t stop, you just shuffled towards that altar. We knew, but we couldn’t control ourselves. We were like that for days.”</p><p></p><p>“How did you get there? Do you know?”</p><p></p><p>“He doesn’t remember, but I know. The merchant Belvidere is how I got taken. I went to his shop after lessons—I’m having lessons to be a mage. I went into his shop to buy ink and paper, and then I woke up on a boat."</p><p></p><p>“any elven relatives?</p><p></p><p>“My grandmother looks the same age as she did for years."</p><p></p><p>Who was your teacher?</p><p></p><p>He names a magister.</p><p></p><p>Alistair quizzes him on magic theory, figures out he’s probably a first-level mage.</p><p></p><p>Both kids know their parents, who they’re factors for.</p><p></p><p>Some of the kids are silent now.</p><p></p><p>Don’t know how long he was unconscious; 11 days after he woke up. (It would probably take 30 days to sail from the Eastern Trade Federation to the black island)</p><p></p><p>There was someone on board that the men didn’t like. They were afraid of him.</p><p></p><p>Apparently, he ate someone named Francis. They probably meant it literally. And then they were hoping they would get paid, and they were happy when the journey was mostly over, although it wasn’t, it was midway. I think they were pirates. No adult prisoners. Six of us all told. They kept all of us alive.</p><p></p><p>(The smarter kid has an Int of 17 (Alistair detects thoughts). Alistair decides that they will recruit him as an apprentice to a mage in Canberry)</p><p></p><p>Alistair rags on the ETF.</p><p></p><p>Saw docks, the lower guard chambers, and those bizarre mobile walls, at the bottom as you come up from the docks. No gates, the walls just move and I think rearrange themselves.</p><p></p><p>Can you describe the docks?</p><p>Basalt. Black volcanic rock, almost crystalline. Low, low to the water, and partially in caves. We could only see some of the docks from above. The rest are in the caves, that you can reach when the tide is out—that’s where they unloaded us. They brought us to the deck just before they entered the cave mouth. They brought us to the deck. I thought I saw in the distance a voller.</p><p></p><p>Either an island or a peninsula. Almost as soon as they got us unloaded and off the dock, we lost all self-control.</p><p></p><p>Do you know how long you were on the island? Several days, but never let out of the line.</p><p></p><p>What day was it when you went to Master Belvidere’s? (a day about a month ago.)</p><p></p><p>He was cheap. Only about ¾ of the price of any other merchants. I don’t know how he made a profit… oh, maybe I do know…</p><p></p><p>One squid type person at the docks. He was counting, not in our language, but making a mark on a slate.</p><p></p><p>Three ships worth of us—18 in that shipment.</p><p>[cont'd]</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="CPaladin, post: 8244734, member: 7030144"] Session 38 [cont'd] Dame Brionna asks the Master of Pages about any results from questioning the kids. 2 6 1 3 11 4 12 1 20 16 10 2 11 8 9 1 18 9 10 35 Both of the two really useful kids are male. [I think the numbers were d20 rolls to determine how useful the refugee kids' information was. Not sure what the 35 at the end could mean-typo?] Two knights each bring Dame Brionna a boy, right at, before, or just past puberty. They both bow deeply to Dame Brionna. “Anything you can tell us about where you were and how you got there, so we can stop what happened to you from happening to anyone else. I know you ” “We’re both from the Eastern Trade Federation. We were both transferred by ship. I don’t think we were supposed to wake up, but we woke up in the hold of the ship. It was an old ship, and it leaked. It shouldn’t have leaked. For the first five days they spoke the same language we had been speaking, then the men we had heard left the ship by longboat. There were different men after that—they wore robes, and sailors don’t wear robes. Didn’t talk a normal language either. They woke us, fed us, and unloaded us. They fed us, cleaned us up, and something held us inside, so we couldn’t run. Something broke when you appeared. You couldn’t stop, you just shuffled towards that altar. We knew, but we couldn’t control ourselves. We were like that for days.” “How did you get there? Do you know?” “He doesn’t remember, but I know. The merchant Belvidere is how I got taken. I went to his shop after lessons—I’m having lessons to be a mage. I went into his shop to buy ink and paper, and then I woke up on a boat." “any elven relatives? “My grandmother looks the same age as she did for years." Who was your teacher? He names a magister. Alistair quizzes him on magic theory, figures out he’s probably a first-level mage. Both kids know their parents, who they’re factors for. Some of the kids are silent now. Don’t know how long he was unconscious; 11 days after he woke up. (It would probably take 30 days to sail from the Eastern Trade Federation to the black island) There was someone on board that the men didn’t like. They were afraid of him. Apparently, he ate someone named Francis. They probably meant it literally. And then they were hoping they would get paid, and they were happy when the journey was mostly over, although it wasn’t, it was midway. I think they were pirates. No adult prisoners. Six of us all told. They kept all of us alive. (The smarter kid has an Int of 17 (Alistair detects thoughts). Alistair decides that they will recruit him as an apprentice to a mage in Canberry) Alistair rags on the ETF. Saw docks, the lower guard chambers, and those bizarre mobile walls, at the bottom as you come up from the docks. No gates, the walls just move and I think rearrange themselves. Can you describe the docks? Basalt. Black volcanic rock, almost crystalline. Low, low to the water, and partially in caves. We could only see some of the docks from above. The rest are in the caves, that you can reach when the tide is out—that’s where they unloaded us. They brought us to the deck just before they entered the cave mouth. They brought us to the deck. I thought I saw in the distance a voller. Either an island or a peninsula. Almost as soon as they got us unloaded and off the dock, we lost all self-control. Do you know how long you were on the island? Several days, but never let out of the line. What day was it when you went to Master Belvidere’s? (a day about a month ago.) He was cheap. Only about ¾ of the price of any other merchants. I don’t know how he made a profit… oh, maybe I do know… One squid type person at the docks. He was counting, not in our language, but making a mark on a slate. Three ships worth of us—18 in that shipment. [cont'd] [/QUOTE]
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