Crossed Paths - Part I

Durvial: "Well, I suspose if you weren't strong swimmers you could use a rope...we didn't do that. I can't recall exactly how long the swim was. Heavy current, shart rocks, dark, have to hold you breath a long time, can't bring any weapons larger than a knife...."

Oskar: "Well, our hunter-scouts reported that there were some Roman archeologists in the region. There is some interesting history what with the Lizard-Melnibone wars, and the Greek city-states of antiquity in the peninsula. I don't know anything about Manticores being involved. We stay away from those flying things, you know."
 

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Ehldannis perks up at Oskar's comments, "I don't suppose you have records or histories from those days in the hold? I'm fascinated with the histories of Melnibone and know only a smattering of the Lizard-men, enough to whet my curiousity."

A thoughtful look crosses Ehldannis's face and he exchanges a meaningful glance with Brioc before turning to speak once more with Oskar, "In fact I would be very interested in finding out more about the old greek cities of the region and also anything you can tell us about these archeologists?"
 
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Oskar

"Yes, we have records that go back to the original dwarven settlement of the area, in the days of the Melnibone-Lizard man wars. I suspect I could get you access. The research would probably take a while. Perhaps when you complete your current mission, you could stay awhile. Our scholars might well be quite interested in conversing with you on the state of the world. Where abouts are you from, and what sort of expertise do you posess? As for the Roman archeologists, I really don't know any more that I've already told you."
 

"I would be honoured at the chance to study alongside your scholars in the future. I have lived all my life in the Elfhome of the Alps. As such my knowledge is mainly limited to academia, particularly history, geography and matters arcane. Unfortunately my knowledge of recent world events is somewhat limited, although my travels of late have certainly been informative."
 

Oskar

"OK. So it seems you are willing to take up the quest. We'll provide you with two 200 foot lenghts of fine silk rope. One for the climb, one for the swim. We'll also provide precise directions and send you off with some fine dwarven traveling food. Any other requests of questions?"
 


“OK, if that’s it, then go back to your quarters now, and…” Says Oskar.

“I have somethings to say, as well, Oskar. But first, “ Berendd interupts. “You are not of Sevastopol. In fact, your origins are far away and apart. You say you have another mission. What is that?”
 

Brioc looks momentarily uncomfortable at this question, but speaks regardless.

"We were indeed on another path before the people of Sevastopol required our help. My father has me search for one of Alexander the Great's lost secrets, but I know little of what it is I am supposed to find. If any of your lorekeepers could aid me in this goal, I would be most grateful."
 

Berendd

"One of Alexander the Great's secrets? Very interesting. Which secret would that be? I wasn't aware Alexander ever came to these parts."
 

Nathaniel interrupts, abruptly.

"I must apologize, friend Barendd... I trust you and your intentions, deeply and sincerely, but we are sworn to an oath that our mission shall not be divulged. That we stand with our oath I hope brings you no offense, but rather demonstrates to some degree our own trustworthiness, that you may believe me when I assure you, our mission shall in no way compromise the safety or well-being of your people, and may in some small way serve to protect it."
 

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