Death in Freeport

Anton arrives at Lucius' house and sees Brother Egil along with a few others he doesn't know.

Brother Egil! I received your letter this afternoon to meet you here tonight. It sounded urgent.

Then, turning to those he doesn't know,

I'm Anton Forbeck, an old friend of Brother Egil. His letter sounded urgent and I thought he might be troubled by something. I brought a little something from my family's store. he says, holding up a bottle of fine brandy.
 

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Arcata lifts an eyebrow and gives Egil an arch smile.

"Reinforcements? And I didn't get you anything..."

She turns in her seat to face Anton; a pretty young woman with golden hair and clear blue eyes. Though her clothes are the plain garb of a server, her posture and speech are more precise than one might expect from such.

"If you are a friend of Brother Egil's then you are a friend of ours. I'm Arcata."
 

Anton addresses the young woman. He smiles at her charmingly.

it is a pleasure to meet you Miss Arcata.

He bows slightly and lifts her hand to his lips, placing a gentle kiss upon it before letting go.

Forgive me for asking but does your family own an Inn? I admit to being somewhat puzzled. Your attire suggests that you work in an Inn yet you are clearly educated.
 


Another human enters the building. This one seems a little bit weird. He has a not focused view and wears a studded leather armor, but seems more like a scholar than a warrior.

"Good to see you, Egil. Your letter seemed rather urgent. Did you need one who will brings a new angle of view to this."
He addresses Brother Egil.

Than he seems to see the others for the first time. "Where are my manners. My name is Wilbur Warrington. Are you other associates of Brother Egil?"
 

Dogrynn, good to meet you. A friend of Brother Egil is a friend of mine. Though, I have never before met anyone of your type. Most of my business dealings have been with humans, dwarves, and gnomes.

Anton then looks at the newcomer.

Wilbur is it? Are you a cleric or merely a scholar? Anyhow, it seems as though Brother Egil is calling in all his friends. It must be very important indeed.
 


Arcata nods at Wilbur in greeting then answers Anton's question.

"I work in an inn for now," she says, a bit carefully. "The war...has taken a toll on my family."

She looks away, momentarily pensive.

"And on me."
 

The Kind-hearted young scholar Brother Egil's blue eyes light up as the two newcomers enter "Anton, Wilbur, thank you for coming!" He gestures to the fourth person who has not introduced himself, a tall swordsman whose furs and braided hair mark him as a barbarian, "And this is my friend Hinjo."

"Anton, Wilbur, let me explain my trouble.

A few days ago one of the librarians from the Athenaeum, a close friend of mine named Lucius who was reared by the Athenaeum as I was since our early youth, has gone missing.

When I went to the loremaster's assistant, Milos to request an excusal from my duties for a few days to search for Lucius he denied my request and added on to them with Lucius' duties. For reasons that are not entirely clear the high loremaster has declined to look into the matter and I have been ordered not to pursue it myself or bring it up again with any member of the Athenaeum. I am bound by my oaths of obedience, but I am worried, this is not the first time Lucius has gone missing.

"I have known Lucius for most of my life. We were both brought up in the Athenaeum and grew up together. He became a librarian and I, a scholar. Six years ago something strange happened to him. He seemed to change overnight. One day he was my friend of many years, and the next he was a complete stranger. He asked bizarre questions, seemed to remember nothing of our friendship, and treated the Athenaeum as his own personal library. Some months later he was caught violating the sanctum and was expelled. Shortly thereafter, he left Freeport entirely and was gone for four years.

"When Lucius reappeared, he was like his old self. He came to the chapterhouse and begged to be readmitted, saying that he had no memory of the previous five years. Thuron, the high loremaster, seemed adamant about refusing Lucius’s petition but changed his mind after a private meeting with him.

"Lucius returned to the Athenaeum, and it was just like old times for eight or nine months. Then he started to look haggard, and he told me he wasn’t sleeping well. Something was disturbing him, but he wouldn’t say what. He started asking a lot of questions about what he had been like right before his expulsion. The high loremaster talked to him about it, but Lucius wouldn’t let it go.

"I grew increasingly worried for my friend. He was constantly on edge and obviously exhausted, but pursued his researches with what appeared to be increasingly obsessive desperation. He seemed on the brink of insanity, as if one small thing could push him over the edge. Two days ago, he failed to come to the chapterhouse. I went to his home and found it empty. I searched all over but could not find him. The Athenaeum seems to deny it, but I know that something has happened to Lucius.

"I asked Arcata, Dogrynn, Hinjo, and some others to help me out and they agreed. We went to Lucius' home and it was dissheveled covered in books of travelogues of far off places and logbooks of various ships. Arcata found a to do list mentioning meeting with Captain Scarbelly, the infamous orc pirate captain whose ship is currently moored at the harbor. There was something about taking an Uraqi dagger. It also mentioned picking up turnips I think it was. We split up for the night and agreed to meet back here tonight. I am a little concerned that the others have not returned yet. I have made some inquiries that I think might soon please Aidan."

"Arcata, Hinjo, and Dogrynn found some taverns where Lucius had been asking after Scarbelly. And one where he met and had a discussion with an orc, though the barkeep denied it.

"I am bound by my oaths not to search for Lucius now or bring it up with members of the Athenaeum, but even as often as you study at the Athenaeum archives Wilbur, neither of you are members of the Athenaeum and therefore my oaths do not bind me from asking you for help. Will you be willing to help find out what happened to him?"

 

Hinjo

"Brother Egil" Hinjo says "Since I came to this island your Athenaeum library has been my greatest joy, reading about the far off places of the world. I have studied the Uraqi in the Athenaeum archives. They are an ancient civilization of the far off Southern Continent. Once a great empire whose rule once extended across the sea, now reduced to ruins and a single prominent city state conquered generations ago and technically still ruled by the Tarsisian northern continental empire, one of its farthest outposts. The tarsisians considered the Uraqis slaves to a dragon devil Tiamat, while according to one text the Uraqis claimed Tiamat, the Chaos Dragon of the Deeps Below, was the mother of the Gods and every living thing and that the very Earth is her body. There are said to be sites of power in Uraq and its ruins, ancient artifacts. The barkeep we talked to mentioned Lucius' 'stone knife'."

He pauses "I will go to the Athenaeum and see if I can figure out anything more about this Uraqi blade. I am familiar with some of your texts and will see if I can find out more that might be useful."
 

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