Diplomatic Immunity: Funeral Procession

"Thats all for the moment." replies Mythweaver.

After leaving the girl to tend her horse, Mythweaver addresses Tiberius, "Its interesting that there appears to be an entire side of this asteroid that no one pays attention to. It would make it quite easy for an intruder to land and escape without notice wouldn't it?"
 

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Tiberius Lucius Magnus, Male Praetor Warmage

“Yes, I was thinking that myself,” Tiberius replies. “So, shall we go question Plydek now as we intended, before the guard found us, or did you want to explore the other side of the asteroid and see whether we should be looking for an unknown intruder?”
 

"I think we'll talk to Plydek now, it would be dark down there if I understand the cosmological movements at work here." replies Mythweaver.
 

*The group heads over in an attempt to find Plydek. They ask around and find that he headed to a secluded glade to meditate at dawn, and he's still there. Heading out, they find him sitting, legs-crossed, arms folded and holding a blade pointing upward, eyes open but relaxed, unfocused.*
 


*Mythweaver's keen mind analyses the fact that Plydek was supposed to have been meditating here since dawn and is still meditating now, and thus he realises that the conditional probability of the meditation ending after a short time, while impossible to predict completely, is probably low.*
 

Tiberius Lucius Magnus, Male Praetor Warmage

Watching Plydek for a short time and wondering how long he can keep his meditation up, Tiberius decides finally that if it’s gone on since dawn he’s not likely to stop without some kind of external stimulus. Crouching in front of him, Tiberius snaps his fingers several times, while calling in his most commanding voice, “Plydek! We need to speak with you, Plydek!”
 

Mythweaver was not sure if Plydek would take kindly to the interruption, but given how long it would probably taken to wait Tiberius was probably right. He waited patiently some more though to see if Plydek would rouse himself after being interrupted.
 

*As Tiberius approaches Plydek and gives a loud shout, Plydek's sword rolls with lightning speed in one smooth motion from its resting place pointing upwards into his hand, the edge at Tiberius's throat.*

"Oh dear, sorry about that. Though you shouldn't startle a man with a sword you know," Plydek points out, lowering the sword immediately.
 

"Apologies Plydek, we've been assigned the task of investigating yesterday's events and in order to conduct our investigation we are interviewing all the guests and staff. I hope you'll pardon the intrusion, but we have a few questions." replies Mythweaver.
 

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