Destiny's Tears-Prologue: A Jewel in the Shadow Part I

[Eonthar]

Abdiel Lyanthra, Mojiin Preserver

All but Molpe:
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In reply to Mhrazhar [in Mojiin][SBLOCK]

"I have spent time looking for more leads and I found that there is a man in the Labourer's Ward that has his ear in lots of affairs and may know of whom we seek.

"That is good, we should seek him out today, or maybe tomorrow before the convocation. Will you be coming to the convocation?"

"The dagger that was in the crimson scaled mojiin has traces of the Taij [corrupted] on it. Who killed her? If we can find this person we might find a good tie as to who might be corrupting the ecomancer and her minions. Is there anyone here that can read the note that was impaled into the mojiin by the dagger? I cannot read it.

"It has traces of the Taij on it? Interesting? Unfortunately we do not know who killed her, we had just arrived on the scene and started looking at the body when we were attacked. You said that one of our attackers was an Ecomancer? What makes you say that? Why would an Ecomancer want to attack us? I have read the main body of the note, it is written in Seelie, it talks about how five Mojiin, have or will be killed, and the various ways that they will be killed.

The text, as I remember it, and translated into Mojiin, read:"

[SBLOCK]Five little Mojiin, looking for the jewel.
First one fell off a [canopy of building, there is no word in Mojiin], how cruel.
Silly Mojiin, What a fool.
Stop your foolish search for the jewel!

Four little Mojiin wouldn't hear my song:
One drank her drink, but oh, what's wrong?
She gasped and fell to the ground before long.
Why couldn't she just listen to this song?

Three little Mojiin couldn't take hint,
Saw the jewel when she did squint,
Fire ends her little stint.
Silly Mojiin, take a hint!

Two little Mojiin stubborn as a log
Wouldn't let their memories jog
Even with the [deadly gas - no direct translation]
Foolish Mojiin, don't be a log!

One little Mojiin crept through the [pathway between structures - again no direct translation - it is where we are]
After the cute girl there made a sally.
With a dagger she did dally:
No more Mojiin left to rally.
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"The Archer mentioned 'Our thief is also a murderer' ... what is that about?"

"I have no idea. I will ask them if you would like."

"Crazan Arris? ....
Abdiel, my dear friend, we have traveled together and you have greatly helped me in finding those who have destroyed our home. I could not have come as far as I have without you. My 'Uncle' was proud of you and saw you as 'family'. 'Abandon this foolishness and come with me the Labourer's Ward. I think this man can help us find justice for Arris.

"Mhrazhar, my friend, my sister, I also thought that the Crazan Arris was but a tale, a myth, a legend of an item that did not exist. Until Selar felt it. As you may remember Preservers are able to sense the Crazan Arris for a tree-height away. Well, Selar shares this bond with me, and seeing as his senses are much stronger than mine, he is able to detect it from much further away. We have been using Selar to track down the location of the gem."

"The Crazan Arris is not a legend. Come with us to find it before it gets away. We can find your contact in the laborer's ward tomorrow. Imagine if we can save Arris as well as get justice for her."

"I believe that the others wish to go to a shrine to purchase potions of healing, so that we may continue the search for the gem. Join us, we could always use your help. In the best case, we will find the Crazan Arris and be able to heal our mother. In the worst case, you will be proven right, that the Crazan Arris does not exist, and I will rejoin you on your quest. Does that sound fair."
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Abdiel finished a rather lengthy discussion with Mhrazhar, and then turns to the rest oft he group and addresses them in Seelie[SBLOCK]"Would finding a shrine that sells these potions be a long detour? If it is, then it may take too much time and we may lose the trace, and not be able to find the gem again."[/SBLOCK]

He then approaches Melody, and asks her quietly, in Seelie[SBLOCK]"Who is the newcomer? You two appear to know each other quite well. Can we trust him to join us?"[/SBLOCK][/SBLOCK]

 

[Rystil Arden]

Everyone Except Molpe:
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*Zykovian says in Seelie:*
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"The Faith Ward is past the Festive Ward and the Merchant's Ward," Zykovian offers, "So if Melody is correct, and it looks more and more like she is, then it isn't really a detour so much as an overshoot. Selar will likely feel the gem on the way, I imagine, and if worse comes to worse I suppose we could pursue it if we happen to get close, though with our current situation, I'm not at all sure if we are strong enough..."

"Either way, the trail is warm now, so I think it would be best to follow before it dies away, or worse the thief escapes beyond the stars where we will never find her..."
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[OOC: Keia gave me a few roleplaying notes and told me to play for him, in case you're wondering why I did.]
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[Rystil Arden]

Molpe:
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"Do not worry for me, sister; I chose this lot in life--and it is not a thankless one!--my work gains much accolade that makes me feel special and fulfilled! If I can smile cheerfully and consider myself happy, can you do so for me too sister?--because the only thing that is actually starting to make me feel sad is the fact that my life is such that it saddens you. Won't you please smile for me--your smile brightens the room, you know? I'm able to be happy regardless--but today I am especially joyful because I think that maybe I made a friend rather than just another customer--but your worried look makes me feel less excited about it...As for how long: how long has what been? If you mean to ask how long have I worked here, then that would be something like sixteen years now, and I'm still as full of passion and ideas about new designs as ever!"
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[Rystil Arden]

Everyone Except Molpe:
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*Zykovian says, In High Praetorian:*
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"Yes, Alire is the bandit leader of a gang of rogues called the Rosethornes that attacked us here. I'm not sure what an Ecomancer is, but if Alire is one of them, then I'm guessing that they enjoy burning people to death with green flames and acid. If you must know, I trained in archery with an excellent Praetorian master, which is why I may have picked up some of their tells, when it comes to combat. As to a fairytale goose chase, I'm not sure I know what you're talking about. I was hired to get back some jewel called the 'Crazan Arris' that will help your people but was stolen by a skilled thief."
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[Brother Shatterstone]

Molpe Lilypetals: Limnad/Female (Siren)

[sblock]With a slight teasing smile, aimed at both correcting Glamour's misunderstanding at her question and also to ease her worry, Molpe corrected her, “I was actually asking how long has it been since you’ve felt pleasure.” [/sblock]

 

[Rystil Arden]

Molpe:
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"Pleasure at the success of my designs? Happily, I get that pretty much every day! But if you mean physical pleasure, then it must have been at least eighteen years, and probably more like twenty-two or twenty-three--I may look like I'm only twenty-one, but I am older than I look--I've just been too busy to spend enough time to blossom a longterm intimate relationship, at least with most people with whom that sort of thing takes a lot of time."
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[Brother Shatterstone]

Molpe Lilypetals: Limnad/Female (Siren)

[sblock]“Twenty? Twenty three years?” Molpe is shocked, horrified, and confused by Glamour’s confession, yet her tone is strong and insistent, “my poor sister, that’s simply way to long! Its… Its, just ghastly!” [/sblock]

 

[Rystil Arden]

Molpe:
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"Well, I guess the way I can sublimate myself into other interests is something that makes the two of us a bit different. If you ask your Larakese friend, he may not spent quite as long as I, but probably somewhere near that...it is all too common among non-Amaranthians--why, I even know some races that only consider themselves mature enough to find their first pleasure of that sort after over a century--And its not as if I don't sometimes buy a nice massage to work out the knots after a particularly successful week--I just meant no conjugal relations. So please, Sister, do not fret over me!"
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[Brother Shatterstone]

Molpe Lilypetals: Limnad/Female (Siren)

[sblock]“Sister Glamour, I will fret over you like fret over me, it is the way of sisters as is other more physical maters if you so chose,” Molpe smiled fondly and brightly towards Glamour as she propositioned her, “would you like your younger sisters to give you one of these messages you talked about?” [/sblock]

 

[Rystil Arden]

Molpe:
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"You are so sweet, Sister, but it makes me feel awful that I am upsetting you--that's all. Anyways, if you're sure your date will be OK with waiting up for us, then I guess it would be a nice relaxing break from my work today," Glamour grins.
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