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<blockquote data-quote="drnuncheon" data-source="post: 376432" data-attributes="member: 96">Session Six, Part Four: &quot;We're going for a little sail...&quot;Alust looked over the remains sourly.&nbsp; &quot;Exploding runes,&quot; he informed them.&quot;It must be a powerful spell,&quot; muttered Ellerand, still slightly smouldering.&nbsp; Strangely, he looked in worse shape than Dru, even though she had been right next to the blast.&quot;Not particularly.&nbsp; No more difficult than a fireball.&quot; The wizard stood at the doorway, looking distastefully at the charred remains, and covering his face in a futile attempt to filter the stench of burned flesh that pervaded the room.Since when is fireball easy? thought Dru, as she prodded her tender skin.&nbsp; He must really be progressing in his studies.&nbsp; A moment later, she added, Or just arrogant.&quot;Will they be able to follow his body back here?&quot; Dru asked.&quot;Possibly.&nbsp; I've got a scroll that will throw them off the trail, but we'll need to get rid of the body before it wears off.&quot;&quot;We can put him into the storm sewers,&quot; Ellerand suggested.&nbsp; &quot;He'll be washed out to the harbor.&quot;Dru scowled. &quot;That seems disrespctful.&quot;&quot;I think Adan would understand.&quot;<img src="http://www.io.com/~jeffj/b2sep.gif" alt="" class="fr-fic fr-dii fr-draggable " data-size="" style="" /> Dru ran a hand through her singed hair. So much for letting it grow out, she mentally grumbled, then reached for the door.&quot;Papa.&nbsp; You've been briefed on what happened?&quot;Tensin nodded. &quot;You did the right thing, disposing of the body.&nbsp; We can hope that they do not yet know of this location, but I suspect that if they do not, they will soon.&nbsp; I trust the meeting with Finn was profitable?&quot;It seemed like days ago.&nbsp; &quot;It was.&nbsp; He agrees to the idea, and wants to meet you and the other leaders.&quot;Ellerand's quiet voice cut in. &quot;We must be careful.&nbsp; This would be a good place for someone to remove all of the leaders at once - whether that someone was the Dragon's Claw...or the Watch.&quot;Tensin nodded, motioned for Dru to continue.&quot;He also mentioned that he had encountered the Dragon's Claw before - when he was in his 'adventuring days'.&quot; Dru stifled a smile at the very idea.&nbsp; &quot;That could prove useful.&quot;&quot;Any information could prove useful,&quot; Tensin agreed.&nbsp; &quot;We are fighting a war with an enemy who is almost a complete unknown to us.&quot;Dru nodded.&nbsp; &quot;I'm not certain if this is the case, but...&quot; she began, then hesitated.&nbsp; She hated to bring half-formed conclusions to Papa, but he needed to be aware of the possibility. &quot;The tactics and spells that the Dragon's Claw uses reminds me of someone else that we've dealt with.&nbsp; When we were investigating the missing contracts.&nbsp; Kenzil.&quot;&quot;Interesting,&quot; her father said.&nbsp; &quot;Kenzil was one of Gallowglass' men, although they seem to have had a falling out subsequent to his arrest.&nbsp; Thank you, Drusilia.&quot;<img src="http://www.io.com/~jeffj/b2sep.gif" alt="" class="fr-fic fr-dii fr-draggable " data-size="" style="" /> Di'Fier leaned back in his chair and picked up the Shipping News again, staring at its front page.&nbsp; &quot;Ghost Ship sighted,&quot; he read yet another time, and sighed.&nbsp; Something was nagging at the back of his mind, and it wasn't just the idea of adventure that a ghost ship represented. No, it was something more.&quot;What if?&quot; he asked himself.&nbsp; &quot;What if it were a real ship?&nbsp; It wouldn't be able to sail into the harbor - not without a pilot, and certainly not in this weather.&nbsp; But why would they be sailing around out there and not contacting anyone? Unless...unless maybe they already had.&quot;&nbsp; He sat abruptly forward, the chair slamming to the floor.&nbsp; &quot;Katya?&quot;&nbsp; He stood, moved to the door.&nbsp; &quot;Katya! We're going for a little sail...&quot; <img src="http://www.io.com/~jeffj/b2sep.gif" alt="" class="fr-fic fr-dii fr-draggable " data-size="" style="" /> Dru sat down heavily, exhausted from the day.&nbsp; Her eye happened to light upon the latest edition of the Shipping News, and she picked it up.&nbsp; &quot;Leaderless?&nbsp; Di'Fier's not going to like that.&quot;&nbsp; But her eyes moved back to the lead story.&nbsp; Ghost ship sighted near Milton's Folly...Dru knew when something was up.&nbsp; And something was.&nbsp; &quot;Ellerand?&quot; She smiled grimly. &quot;Trance this afternoon.&nbsp; Tonight, we're going for a little sail...&quot;- End of Session 6 -Next time, on drnuncheon's Freeport Story Hour: How not to buy a boat. &quot;I don't know why anybody in their right mind would be out in this.&quot; Rowing in circles. &quot;That's no way to treat a lady.&quot; and more...</blockquote>

[QUOTE="drnuncheon, post: 376432, member: 96"] [b]Session Six, Part Four: "We're going for a little sail..."[/b] Alust looked over the remains sourly. "Exploding runes," he informed them. "It must be a powerful spell," muttered Ellerand, still slightly smouldering. Strangely, he looked in worse shape than Dru, even though she had been right next to the blast. "Not particularly. No more difficult than a fireball." The wizard stood at the doorway, looking distastefully at the charred remains, and covering his face in a futile attempt to filter the stench of burned flesh that pervaded the room. [i]Since when is fireball easy?[/i] thought Dru, as she prodded her tender skin. [i]He must really be progressing in his studies.[/i] A moment later, she added, [i]Or just arrogant.[/i] "Will they be able to follow his body back here?" Dru asked. "Possibly. I've got a scroll that will throw them off the trail, but we'll need to get rid of the body before it wears off." "We can put him into the storm sewers," Ellerand suggested. "He'll be washed out to the harbor." Dru scowled. "That seems disrespctful." "I think Adan would understand." [img]http://www.io.com/~jeffj/b2sep.gif[/img] Dru ran a hand through her singed hair. [i]So much for letting it grow out,[/i] she mentally grumbled, then reached for the door. "Papa. You've been briefed on what happened?" Tensin nodded. "You did the right thing, disposing of the body. We can hope that they do not yet know of this location, but I suspect that if they do not, they will soon. I trust the meeting with Finn was profitable?" It seemed like days ago. "It was. He agrees to the idea, and wants to meet you and the other leaders." Ellerand's quiet voice cut in. "We must be careful. This would be a good place for someone to remove all of the leaders at once - whether that someone was the Dragon's Claw...or the Watch." Tensin nodded, motioned for Dru to continue. "He also mentioned that he had encountered the Dragon's Claw before - when he was in his 'adventuring days'." Dru stifled a smile at the very idea. "That could prove useful." "Any information could prove useful," Tensin agreed. "We are fighting a war with an enemy who is almost a complete unknown to us." Dru nodded. "I'm not certain if this is the case, but..." she began, then hesitated. She hated to bring half-formed conclusions to Papa, but he needed to be aware of the possibility. "The tactics and spells that the Dragon's Claw uses reminds me of someone else that we've dealt with. When we were investigating the missing contracts. Kenzil." "Interesting," her father said. "Kenzil was one of Gallowglass' men, although they seem to have had a falling out subsequent to his arrest. Thank you, Drusilia." [img]http://www.io.com/~jeffj/b2sep.gif[/img] Di'Fier leaned back in his chair and picked up the [i]Shipping News[/i] again, staring at its front page. "Ghost Ship sighted," he read yet another time, and sighed. Something was nagging at the back of his mind, and it wasn't just the idea of adventure that a ghost ship represented. No, it was something more. "What if?" he asked himself. "What if it were a real ship? It wouldn't be able to sail into the harbor - not without a pilot, and certainly not in this weather. But why would they be sailing around out there and not contacting anyone? Unless...unless maybe they already had." He sat abruptly forward, the chair slamming to the floor. "Katya?" He stood, moved to the door. "Katya! We're going for a little sail..." [img]http://www.io.com/~jeffj/b2sep.gif[/img] Dru sat down heavily, exhausted from the day. Her eye happened to light upon the latest edition of the [i]Shipping News[/i], and she picked it up. "Leaderless? Di'Fier's not going to like that." But her eyes moved back to the lead story. [i]Ghost ship sighted near Milton's Folly...[/i] Dru knew when something was up. And something was. "Ellerand?" She smiled grimly. "Trance this afternoon. Tonight, we're going for a little sail..." [i]- End of Session 6 - [b]Next time, on drnuncheon's Freeport Story Hour:[/b] How not to buy a boat. "I don't know why anybody in their right mind would be out in this." Rowing in circles. "That's no way to treat a lady." and more...[/i] [/QUOTE]

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