Diplomatic Immunity--Preface: Vasha's Discovery

[Rystil Arden]

*The two continue walking for only a few hours before the land starts becoming more hospitable, with small scrub-bushes and other extremely hardy plants showing up first, followed by an area of short grass, leading up to a cliffside that appears to be hollowed out, with homes built into the rock.*

"This is it, at least I think..." Bertram says, looking up at the cliffs as he watches the beautiful sunset light the mesa above with beautiful colours, "What a pretty place."

 

[Bront]

Vasha squeeses Bertram's hand "Yes, yes it is."

"Perhaps he's in the local tavern, we should check there. It might be nice to sleep at an inn as well."

 

[Rystil Arden]

"Yes, I guess that's a good place to start."

*As they approach, a strong-looking draconian creature with dark-green scales approaches from out of the cliffside buildings, a wary eye on the newcomers, as it speaks in Mojiin:*

"Hail there strangers...you are no Dragonlords, or even Valsians, but you are also not Mojiin, so I must ask why you have come here. Are you friends of Arris?"

 

[Bront]

"I was born Valsian of Arris. Ask her, and she will tell you of her love for me and my family. And this is my friend Bertram. We come seeking Gralas." Vasha says.

She holds out her hand, closes it and concentrates for a moment, and releases it, a ball of bright light rests in her palm.

 

[Rystil Arden]

"Yes, I can see Arris's smile in your eyes...a metamorphosis...how curious that, becoming delicate and colourful, like a butterfly--I never knew Valsians were capable of that......You come to seek Gralas? He is here, daughter of Arris, but you may not like what you find..."

"Psst," what is he saying?" Bertram asks.

 

[Bront]

"He says he's here Bertram, but we might not like it."

"My father is of Arris, but my mother was of Nature, and I have followed in her steps as well as those of my fathers. Please, take us to Gralas, perhaps he will still recognize me."

 

[Rystil Arden]

"Very well...I will do as you wish, daughter of Arris...But I did warn you."

*The Mojiin leads them through the homes until they reach a single simple building away from the others.*

"He is inside here...May the Mother be with you, child...I hope you find what you seek."

"That's fine, I guess. We'll just have to be careful."

 

[Bront]

"What is wrong with him?" she asks the Mojin, concern in her voice?

 

[Rystil Arden]

"He is...not quite whole"

 

[Bront]

She nods. "Let's go Bertram." she says as she strides inside.