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<blockquote data-quote="drnuncheon" data-source="post: 458963" data-attributes="member: 96">Session Eleven, Part Two: A Meeting of the Minds (I)&quot;Vanished?&quot; said Dru.&nbsp; &quot;What do you mean, vanished?&quot;Di'Fier recognized the edge in her voice.&nbsp; It meant that someone was going to get hurt.&nbsp; Probably very soon.&nbsp; If they were lucky, it might even be whoever was responsible for the disappearance.Her eyes narrowed. &quot;What do you mean, vanished?&quot;&quot;Drusilia.&quot;&nbsp; Kennic's voice snapped Dru back to reality.&nbsp; &quot;We cannot afford for this to become public, not now.&nbsp; Whatever's happened, this meeting cannot be disrupted.&quot;&quot;The hell with the meeting.&nbsp; If Papa's missing, I want to know what happened.&quot;Kennic sighed.&nbsp; &quot;After speaking with you last night...he vanished.&nbsp; Your betrothed as well.&nbsp; No messages, no signs of a struggle...&quot;Vanished...Papa and Galanodel both...they must have done it deliberately - what could have taken both of them without a struggle?&nbsp; Dru's mind raced through the possibilities.&nbsp; And then she remembered the first time she'd met Galanodel, in the restaurant.&nbsp; How he had vanished from the chair, and somehow appeared on the balcony above.&nbsp; Papa trusts him...he could get close....&quot;It must have been an inside job,&quot; she said. &quot;If it wasn't deliberate.&nbsp; Kennic, I know you feel like it's not your place, but I need you to tell me about Galanodel.&nbsp; And Amalyth.&quot;The older elf seemed to crumple back into his chair.&nbsp; &quot;Yes.&nbsp; I suppose you do have that right.&quot;&nbsp; He seemed to be as willing to forget Di'Fier's presence as Dru was, and for the first time, she understood how worried he was.&nbsp; Surely if it was deliberate, Papa would have told him...&quot;Galanodel is a member of a...family, called the Feris.&nbsp; They are not in our line of work, but in one with whome cooperation would be mutually benefical to both the Feris and your father.&nbsp; That was the capacity in which he met your father, in fact, during the war with Kaden and his men.&quot;An assassin, Dru realized.&nbsp; And elven assassins were well known for their patience.&nbsp; She shook her head, not wanting to believe the possibility.&nbsp; &quot;And what about Amalyth?&quot;Kennic refused to met her eyes.&nbsp; &quot;She is your half-sister, as you no doubt have guessed,&quot; he confirmed.&nbsp; &quot;Even I do not know Tensin's reason for fathering her.&quot;&quot;She hates me.&quot; Dru thought back to the only time they'd met face to face - when she had been trying to find someone to translate for her newfound followers, she had looked up Garto's friend, Gothos.&nbsp; Amalyth had draped herself over the half-clad elf, much to his embarassment, and the look she had given Dru was one of pure malice.&nbsp; She's probably behind this.&nbsp; &quot;Is she ruthless?&quot;&quot;Ruthless enough to survive as a half-human in your father's organization.&quot;That b-tch!&nbsp; When I get my hands on her... Dru was jerked back to the matter at hand by Kennic's voice.&quot;We must not let this get out,&quot; he was saying.&nbsp; &quot;The talks with the other leaders cannot be jeopardized.&quot;&quot;We'll need to come up with a convincing reason why Tensin isn't there,&quot; said Di'Fier finally.<img src="http://www.io.com/~jeffj/b2sep.gif" alt="" class="fr-fic fr-dii fr-draggable " data-size="" style="" />&quot;Where's Tensin?&quot; Finn demanded, voicing the question that was on all of their minds.&nbsp; The halfling had been the last of them to show up - his lieutenant, Dunbar, trailing behind like a giant loyal watchdog.Dru let her gaze pass over each of the assembled crimelords.&nbsp; Patch Carty and Bloody Jack were scowling at each other across the table.&nbsp; The longstanding feud between the Cutthroats and the Buccaneers was legendary in the Docks, and she'd busted members of both gangs more times than she cared to count.The muscular, mustachioed Gallowglass was a different story.&nbsp; The Blue Lanterns started as simple smugglers, but they'd grown from those humble beginnings into something to be reckoned with.&nbsp; Rumor had it that Gallowglass had been some kind of mercenary before heading to Freeport and taking over the Lanterns from their previous leader - who had hired him for security.&nbsp; He was a man that bore careful scrutiny.&quot;Tensin is being watched,&quot; she said carefully. &quot;Apparently rumor of this meeting got out.&nbsp; He sent me instead.&nbsp; After all, it's my organization.&quot;&quot;And I assume you have a good reason for bringing the ex-Watchman?&quot;&quot;He's working for us, now.&quot;Finn looked the tall wizard over speculatively.&nbsp; &quot;I should have made you a better offer.&quot;<img src="http://www.io.com/~jeffj/b2sep.gif" alt="" class="fr-fic fr-dii fr-draggable " data-size="" style="" />&quot;This doesn't sound like the Claw,&quot; Finn objected.&nbsp; &quot;I dealt with them in Highgate.&nbsp; They are subtle - they take over their competition through trickery and enchantment, not fireballs and murder.&quot;&quot;About as subtle as a brick through the window,&quot; Galloglass concurred.&quot;This isn't the Highgate claw.&quot;&nbsp; Di'Fier stood, starting to pace back and forth, as he often did when he was deep in thought. &quot;The son is in charge, and he's brought the ones that don't fit in.&nbsp; Maybe he has something to prove?&quot;Gallowglass' voice cut through the room.&nbsp; &quot;Are they here to prove themselves? Or to break away?&quot;</blockquote>

[QUOTE="drnuncheon, post: 458963, member: 96"] [b]Session Eleven, Part Two: A Meeting of the Minds (I)[/b] "Vanished?" said Dru. "What do you [i]mean[/i], vanished?" Di'Fier recognized the edge in her voice. It meant that someone was going to get hurt. Probably very soon. If they were lucky, it might even be whoever was responsible for the disappearance. Her eyes narrowed. "What do you [i]mean[/i], vanished?" "Drusilia." Kennic's voice snapped Dru back to reality. "We cannot afford for this to become public, not now. Whatever's happened, this meeting cannot be disrupted." "The hell with the meeting. If Papa's missing, I want to know what happened." Kennic sighed. "After speaking with you last night...he vanished. Your betrothed as well. No messages, no signs of a struggle..." [i]Vanished...Papa and Galanodel both...they must have done it deliberately - what could have taken both of them without a struggle?[/i] Dru's mind raced through the possibilities. And then she remembered the first time she'd met Galanodel, in the restaurant. How he had vanished from the chair, and somehow appeared on the balcony above. [i]Papa trusts him...he could get close...[/i]. "It must have been an inside job," she said. "If it wasn't deliberate. Kennic, I know you feel like it's not your place, but I need you to tell me about Galanodel. And Amalyth." The older elf seemed to crumple back into his chair. "Yes. I suppose you do have that right." He seemed to be as willing to forget Di'Fier's presence as Dru was, and for the first time, she understood how worried he was. [i]Surely if it was deliberate, Papa would have told him...[/i] "Galanodel is a member of a...family, called the Feris. They are not in our line of work, but in one with whome cooperation would be mutually benefical to both the Feris and your father. That was the capacity in which he met your father, in fact, during the war with Kaden and his men." [i]An assassin,[/i] Dru realized. And elven assassins were well known for their patience. She shook her head, not wanting to believe the possibility. "And what about Amalyth?" Kennic refused to met her eyes. "She is your half-sister, as you no doubt have guessed," he confirmed. "Even I do not know Tensin's reason for fathering her." "She hates me." Dru thought back to the only time they'd met face to face - when she had been trying to find someone to translate for her newfound followers, she had looked up Garto's friend, Gothos. Amalyth had draped herself over the half-clad elf, much to his embarassment, and the look she had given Dru was one of pure malice. [i]She's probably behind this.[/i] "Is she ruthless?" "Ruthless enough to survive as a half-human in your father's organization." [i]That b-tch! When I get my hands on her...[/i] Dru was jerked back to the matter at hand by Kennic's voice. "We must not let this get out," he was saying. "The talks with the other leaders cannot be jeopardized." "We'll need to come up with a convincing reason why Tensin isn't there," said Di'Fier finally. [img]http://www.io.com/~jeffj/b2sep.gif[/img] "Where's Tensin?" Finn demanded, voicing the question that was on all of their minds. The halfling had been the last of them to show up - his lieutenant, Dunbar, trailing behind like a giant loyal watchdog. Dru let her gaze pass over each of the assembled crimelords. Patch Carty and Bloody Jack were scowling at each other across the table. The longstanding feud between the Cutthroats and the Buccaneers was legendary in the Docks, and she'd busted members of both gangs more times than she cared to count. The muscular, mustachioed Gallowglass was a different story. The Blue Lanterns started as simple smugglers, but they'd grown from those humble beginnings into something to be reckoned with. Rumor had it that Gallowglass had been some kind of mercenary before heading to Freeport and taking over the Lanterns from their previous leader - who had hired him for security. He was a man that bore careful scrutiny. "Tensin is being watched," she said carefully. "Apparently rumor of this meeting got out. He sent me instead. After all, it's my organization." "And I assume you have a good reason for bringing the ex-Watchman?" "He's working for us, now." Finn looked the tall wizard over speculatively. "I should have made you a better offer." [img]http://www.io.com/~jeffj/b2sep.gif[/img] "This doesn't sound like the Claw," Finn objected. "I dealt with them in Highgate. They are subtle - they take over their competition through trickery and enchantment, not fireballs and murder." "About as subtle as a brick through the window," Galloglass concurred. "This isn't the Highgate claw." Di'Fier stood, starting to pace back and forth, as he often did when he was deep in thought. "The son is in charge, and he's brought the ones that don't fit in. Maybe he has something to prove?" Gallowglass' voice cut through the room. "Are they here to prove themselves? Or to break away?" [/QUOTE]

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