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Message: <blockquote data-quote="diaglo" data-source="post: 1216049" data-attributes="member: 2885">A fireside chat...the council of war"Let us try the new door," Arendel suggested. "Now that the vampire is gone there is nothing to prevent us from continuing.""First we should discuss some things, Marcus of Tyr," Fiddle interrupted."What were those frog things?" Darian asked. "Can you describe them.""Very well," Marcus of Tyr and Vaesillian drew closer. "We trust you. You have proven yourselves in combat to be worthy. Let us continue together." He then went into detail about the large frog creatures. And he sketched on Fiddle's map all the areas they had explored."I know what they are," Alya piped in. "They are other worldly beings. They are called Salad. There are Green, Chef, Chicken, Tuna, and other varieties. The ones you describe are Caesar Salads. I don't think we should mess them unless we have to. The other door or the pool are our best and safest choices.""The pit was a tight fit," Fiddle mentioned. "I don't think the animals will make it."The party tried to figure a way to get the animals down, but nothing came to them. They finally decided the door was their only option. Maybe it led down also."And there is still the problem of our pursurers and those we pursue," Darian concluded."How so?" Marcus of Tyr asked.Fiddle went into great detail about his theories on whom may be involved. Calrom added a few things. Sully, Darian and Alya got nervous as Fiddle continued to ramble. Arendel still didn't know what to think of the party."You robbed the Vladaam Estate," Marcus of Tyr shook his head. "And you accuse the Harper Nicolon Regis, an acquaintance of mine of framing you. I must think on this. I should take you back to Tilverton immediately, but I am sworn to complete this quest."Fiddle tried to continue with his helpfulness. Darian waved his mace menacingly and raised his eyebrows. The body language spoke volumes. Calrom eventually got Fiddle's attention."How do we get Darian out of the room to steal the sword and necklace of keys from Marcus?" Calrom whispered.  "Should we let Sully in on this?"Fiddle shook his head. He knew the paladin would come to see the light. A little while passed. Marcus and Vaesillian talked."If you will agree to a test," Marcus of Tyr spoke up. "We will get to the bottom of this tale.""Test?" Arendel fidgeted. "What kind of test? Maybe we can wait.""Come now," Marcus of Tyr hurumphed. "It is not painful.""I agree," Fiddle smiled."As do the rest of us," Calrom hurriedly added. "If Darian thinks it best.""I see no problem," Darian shrugged. Marcus of Tyr concentrated. "It is done. You do not lack the moral fiber for which these crimes speak so readily against. I believe you. But we will conclude this investigation later."</blockquote>

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