Cold Truths (part 1: The Missing Duke)


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You enter into a very large room, brightly lit by lanterns and torches, as well as several large windows along the opposite wall. There are large, evenly spaced pillars all along both sides of the room supporting a highly vaulted ceiling. The floor looks to be marble or some other similar material.
As you enter the center of the room, your attention is drawn is drawn to your right, where you see a wooden platform, maybe three feet high, with wide wooden steps leading up to it. On this platform is a large wooden, high-backed chair that has had cloth draped over it and a large canopied bed.
There is a large, brutish creature sitting in the chair, wearing a suit of fine mail. There are two others on the platform, one to each side, each sporting a large pole-ax that look anything but ceremonial.
The thin one leads you to the base of the platform and speaks to it in their own harsh language.
The one on the chair looks at each of you, meeting your eyes with its' own, seemingly staring into your soul. Varg speaks to the thin one briefly.
"Varg say 'you here to meet him why'"
 

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The thin one speaks for a bit to Varg, apparently relaying this information to him. Varg looks at Tyler for a long moment before replying in the same harsh language.
"Varg say 'We know no Duke, unless you mean one who lived here before we come. That man make war on us before we can parlay. He and men dead now."
 


Again the relay "Varg say 'What bring us here? You not have eyes? Snow north bring us here. We want same thing you want, land to live on and food to eat.'"
 

Tyler

Tyler looks almost sorry, "Humanity is known for it's willingness to work together with other races. If you had just come to us in peace we could have worked something out. Did you sent a message of peace to the Duke? Or did you just come in killing?"
00c: Tyler is trying to detect evil on these creatures. It's a supernatural ability so there's no casting it just happens.
 

Smirking slightly as Gerard gives him a dark look, Aleran watches as Tyler tries to negotiate with these creatures.

"Obviously more used to negotiating with a sword then with words, I better do something or he is going to get us all killed." He thinks to himself as he steps forward bowing low while maintaining eye contact with the creature in the chair.

"What my companion says is true," he states gesturing to Tyler, "there has been no word from this keep in some time and we were sent here to discover why. Obviously the reason is clear now but if the pervious lord attacked you and your kind without an attempt at parlay then it is a just thing that he has been... displaced."

Aleran pauses for a moment before continuing. "We all wish to survive and prosper, if I may be so bold as to offer our 'services' we could hasten back to inform the king of what has happened here, also we could act as negotiators on your behalf. We could work out a deal that everyone can be happy with." Aleran bows once again and looks as if he is about to step back but pauses for a moment once again.

"There is one other thing my lord, we were also requested to retrieve a book, a trivial thing really, it has no great value save sentimental but if you would allow us to retrieve it and take it back with us I am sure it would be veiwed as a gesture of friendship."
 

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