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Message: <blockquote data-quote="megamania" data-source="post: 1659176" data-attributes="member: 9255">EBERRON: LOST TREASURESSEGMENT 005“In with a Whisper- Out with a Boom”Pesia Clearfield was tired from a long business trip to Breland.  Her father had sent her to Sharn in hopes of opening up new markets for holy charms of any and all sorts from Thrane.  As she dressed to sleep she paused at the small mirror in her room on the Electric Rail.  Her own charm, one of the Silver Flame, seemed to be different to her somehow.  It was cleaner or more reflective.  She passed it off as her imagination as she pulled back the covers for the folding bed in her cabin and closed her eyes.  The charm felt warm to her now.  As she sat up to figure this out she heard a faint noise coming from the door.  She rolled over and saw it open a few inches then a faint raspy whisper issued forth.“Greeting from my employers and myself.” And with that a black gloved hand flicked in a reddish-yellow glass tube.  Before Pesia could issue out a scream of an intruder the vial struck the floor and burst into flames.  The black gloved whispering man closed the door to allow the alchemist’s fire to do its job.In those exact moments prior to this event unfolding, two adventurers began to discuss their planned course of action.  They were of course in the room next to Pesia Clearfield and the adventurers of this tale.  They are Jaykodie Blueheart and Grot Nicklerock.“So why Passage Nic?” asked Jay with some interest (not as much as he showed watching the jungle trees go by at night).“If you must insist on knowing everything Jaykodie Blueheart then I will tell you since we have started our marvelous trip together.  Two months ago, a man named Aaron Lessjust came to a jeweler shop in Passage.  This shop, the Glittering Gem was in fact owned and run by an associate of the Kundarak family.  This member has an uncanny memory for jewels and treasures.  When he saw the necklace presented to him for sale he immediately recognized the insignia as an item from the ir’Neadder family jewels.  Suspicious of the jewels and the man, the family member collected as much information as possible and verified its suspected origin.  He then sent for a messenger from House Orien immediately and of course our own house whom then detained the man.”   The dwarf found it quite exciting to recount this story.  Up until these events unfolded, he rarely left his section in the Kundarak bank’s lower levels.  Because of a common thief he got to leave the bank, Sharn and even Breland.  He did his best to hide this excitement but found he was smiling and being very animate.  Then he remembered his secret and his arm and calmed down.  Jay noted it but was uncertain on the cause.Fearing he offended the tidy and stuffy dwarf of Kundarak, Jay thought of something to say to make amends.  Instead- he looked out the window and saw a glow reflected in the trees and lower branches of brush that should have been removed or cut from the rail system.  A fire!“Nik!  Hurry- there is a fire!”  Jay shouted as he leapt to his feet and bounded to the cabin door.  Jay opened the door and ran into a dark dressed man of a gaunt physique.  Jay apologized many times and even offered to help the man up while moving to the door of cabin 15.  The act instead twisted the man around.  His wide brimmed black hat fell off and the man issued forth a foul curse.  Jay looked over his shoulder and saw a horribly scarred man with red eyes.  These eyes were burning with anger then at Jay.  “YOU!?!” he growled quietly.Jay ignored the angry and ugly man and tried to open the cabin door.  Someone broke a thin piece of metal off in the lock thus jamming it in a locked position.  Jay listened and could hear coughing inside.  “Hold on a minute!  I’m here to help!”  Jay then began to slam the door with his shoulder.  The man in black leather and coat picked up his hat and slowly stood up.  He reached behind him with both hands.  One hand grasping a vile dagger and the other a handle to a door leaving the coach.  “Die agent of Kundarak.  Die at the hand of the Whisper.” And he reaches back to throw the dagger at the young man whom had only dented the door and deeply bruised his shoulder thus far.  Enter the dwarf.  Panicked and acting out of fear, Grot rushed out the door “Oh dear.  We’re on fire!  Stop the rail!  Stop the rail!” and runs squarely into the man forcing him into the jarred door.Grot feels a sudden rush of fresh air and feels the shorter whiskers of his beard crinkle.  The man was gone and the door was open and now began to thump and thud against the rail as it moved through the thick brush.The dwarf is further startled as he hears a thump above him on the roof.  Someone or something is up there!  Jay continues to batter at the door but now uses the opposite shoulder.  “I’ll be right there!  Hold on!”The ceiling begins to bubble and discolor above Grot.  He lifts and adjusts his thick glasses trying to make out details.  A drip and drop of moisture falls through and grazes Grot’s right boot.  A wisp of smoke and a revealing burn suggests a powerful acid.  Grot squeaks and moves back falling into his room.The ceiling section falls in and the figure of the gaunt man known as The Whisper leans over into the hole.  Then a sudden and miraculous event occurs.  Something has struck and landed by the man.  A human or humanoid creature.  Grot can not make out what is said above and Jay takes a moment to rest, “I’ll be…right …there.  Just hold on.”A few moments go by and Grot catches a glimpse of the gaunt man as he falls off the rail and passes by his window.  Then a soft sound is heard just outside the door.  Grot fumbles with his glasses and catches a blur of brown, red and light brown or tan.  “Move aside.” He hears a woman growl at Jay.“I…have it” continues Jay with two throbbing shoulders and a hoarse throat from breathing in the fumes and bit of smoke.A loud crack is heard.  Then another.“Well …yeah.  I was about to try that myself!”Grot stumbles to the doorway just in time to see a possible Shifter leap out of the doorway.  A woman whom is very still, her robes smoking and discolored by magical flames is in her arms.She moves quickly and with great grace towards the next coach while still carrying the still woman.  Jay follows her and Grot waddles quickly after him.  Coach assistants are now rushing towards them.  One with several scrolls in hand prepared for just such an occasion.Pesia comes to coughing and rolls over and becomes sick from breathing in the magic infused ash.  The were-creature looks at the unlikely hero wannabes and nods before leaping and bounding through the open hole in the ceiling.Gone.</blockquote>

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