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Message: <blockquote data-quote="talien" data-source="post: 4544525" data-attributes="member: 3285">Silence, Silver, and Secrets: Part 3a – The Witching HourWhen dawn finally broke on the City of Secrets, it was a different world. The usually busy streets were eerily empty. It was as if the whole city was holding its breath, awaiting some signal of what was to come. Only a fraction of the usual traffic walked the streets. The people at the inns and markets were more animated than usual, whispering desperately to each other about the events. Many citizens were fearful; who knew what the repercussions of the Burning Man incident would be? “Are you sure this is the place?” Sebastian asked irritably. Ilmarė had joined Sebastian and Beldin, having recently disembarked from the Bloody Vengeance.  Slogging through the dirty, narrow streets and alleys of the Corpse Quarter was an unpleasant task at best. Trying to find a single missing body among the surly inhabitants of the Quarter was like trying to find a match in a bone-bed. “That’s what my sources said.”  Beldin gripped his axe, equally aggravated.  Questioning the denizens of the Corpse Quarter didn’t help much either. No one had seen a body matching Haron’s description, and most of the shopkeepers and other public folks responded in a surly fashion.“No sign of Kham either,” said Ilmarė.  “And what of Vlad?”“In prison, near as I can tell,” said Beldin.  “They Nierites won’t even disclose where they are keeping him.  I think they’re afraid of another rescue attempt like the one on Kham.  He’s being treated as a political prisoner.”“Vlad?” asked Ilmarė in disbelief.  “Are we talking about the same human?”“What about the Sextant?” asked Sebastian.  “Any luck researching the ssanu archives?”Ilmarė sighed.  “Yes and no.  The Sextant is a means to an end; it won’t open a portal to R’lyeh, it will just lead us to Hell’s Triangle to open the portal.  We’ll need another artifact to do that.”“Of course,” muttered Beldin.“And that artifact is?” asked Sebastian.“The Moonsilver Orb.  I haven’t been able to find out much more about it other than the name.”Sebastian stopped another shuffling, miserable citizen and asked once more if he had any knowledge of von Grebel. “Why should I care about some lost Nierite? They are all lost to begin with. They interfere in Neroth’s worship, but not for much longer. They shall soon enough learn His truth.” “What truth might that be?” asked Beldin.“All things die. It is only a matter of time.” “That’s really helpful,” said Ilmarė sourly. “Stupid human.”</blockquote>

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