(Casual D&D) A Game of Trust

yes, crap indeed.

Aerda nods and shakes the man hand as he introduces himself. He regards fendric, "Sadly, yes. We left a letter in the company of a priest, it is very important. Our business here is to deliver another letter. Have you heard of Sir Exantrius?"
 

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"Of the Holy Circle? Even in my dreams I hear stories of his legacy -- it is through his deeds that we who carry on his noble cause find always humility..." He seems lost for a moment at the mention of the name, but soon returns to himself. "In any case, what is this letter you have to deliver me? How does it pertain to the Knight Most Valiant?"
 


"Well, Father Premule, it is a sad story. I shall try to make it brief:

Our company met the Holy Warrior during his stay in Hedrogura, where he enlisted us to assist him, Pelor be Praised, on a mission he was undertaking for the Holy Circle.

He said to us, 'A knight of my order, Lord Thedoric, has commited a great act of betrayal.' According to Sir Exantrius, Lord Thedoric has been travelling the land to stir up seeds of rebellion in the population, for no good reason. He did not think Thedoric was necessarily tainted, but that he might perhaps have come under undue evil influence.

Our mission is to try to get word of this sedition to communities so they could prepare for it, Sun willing. Unfortunately, Sir Exantrius passed away from natural causes almost a week ago, but before he died, he entrusted us to deliver letters to important people, including you, Your Holiness.

We have not opened any of the letters, but yours awaits you in Jance, where we have left it with Father Lathias. We have another to deliver here, to King Cheraul, which is what brings us to your fair city.

I regret to say we chose to leave your letter in Jance, rather than risk not being able to find you here in Bethel, where Father Lathias told us you were. I hope we have not jeopardized Sir Exantrius' quest, but I fear we may have done so. May the Radiant Light forgive us...
"
 

Aerda: As Fendric talks, you get a sudden sinking feeling -- secrecy seems very important now, and he seems to be revealing far too much.

(React to this as you will -- for continuity/clarity purposes, the impulse becomes really evident as he says "on a mission he was undertaking for the Holy Circle," although the first twinges began even as the first words came from his mouth...)
 

[Is Aerda the only one feeling this sense of dread at Fendric's candor? 'Cause in my mental picture of this scene, Fendric must have failed the Sense Motive check, and as he's talking to 'Father Premule,' he can't really see anybody else, unless they get his attention, or interrupt him. Otherwise, his sense of trust in the goodness of men could seriously hamper this mission.

The good news is, he's said everything he's going to say about the mission without some kind of response from 'Premule.']
 


Merrim supresses the urge to squeak in amazement at Fendric's words. She stays quiet, but starts to fidget, obviously aware that the hole that they are digging is starting to get bigger.
 

Well

(this is if you allow retro posting.)

Aerda, one who listens to both impulse and intellect, reacts to the feeling, which of course he assumes to be from the lately inactive ring. He looks over at fendric, even still forming words, the very first ones in his summary. He interrupts, "The streets and alleys have ears. Let us talk of such things in some other, less sinister setting."
 

[Thank you.]

Fendric stops in mid-paragraph, "Ah, yes, you're exactly right, my trueblooded friend. Father Premule, please excuse me if I continue this conversation later."

[Fendric looks the man over for any vestments or other indications of Heironeous.]
 

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