Upgrade your account to a Community Supporter account and remove most of the site ads.

Reply to thread

Message: <blockquote data-quote="Memnus" data-source="post: 1520712" data-attributes="member: 14001">The day before Fleck leaves with the others for Lorlynia, there is a knock on the door of the room where they group is staying.  The knocker is a petite female gnome, dressed in messy but rugged traveler's garb.  Underneath the outer layer, though, a suit of leather armor is apparent.  "Spingear Spindlefingers? Business." Fleck accompanies her into the hall, and they can be overheard talking in low, rapid Gnomish."To the homeland and from the oppressors?""Deliverance by the art and by perseverance.""And Grelyk's hands.""I have a message for you, and for your father.""My father is retired. Is it that important?""More important than that. Here.""You're lucky I was headed back home anyway.""I know."  There is a moment of silence."Dreamwalker?""Lillian Lifebreath, Mardnab, Ward of the Solinburg Refuge, at your service.  But I must be back.  Godspeed, Spingear Spindlefingers, Fleck, Final Child of the Age of Gods.""And to you."Fleck returns to the room, looking shaken, but says nothing and evades any question about the nature of his business.  The next night, in the safety of his cart-shelter, he cracks open the letter addressed to him.  The seal dissolves into nothingness, and the letter opens, its contents shifting and quietly changing, no longer a recipe for Caedmon sweetbread.Spingear,We have routed out a refuge of the Ulruzian civil war, who had settled with entourage in the wilds to the south.  This criminal is now quietly in our custody, with three kin freed.  They are of your clan, so it falls to your father to assign judgement to their captor.  They are not yet fit to leave here; your father must return to speak with them.Fortunately, the trip to Lorlynia is fast and uneventful, and after making sure the elves will at least be housed for the night in the cozy Gnomish community in the Silver Hills, he delivers his father's message.Fleck's father Deloric is a very large gnome, almost dwarf-sized, and still powerfully built despite being nearly a century and a half old.  He reads the letter, then frowns.  "This is something I must do.  I was hoping to see you while you were here, my son, but even here, I cannot escape.  You will stay and watch over the household until I return, will you not?" There is no hint of a question in his statement.For the next few months, then, Fleck assumes his father's position as head of household.  It is not a strenuous job, really, and provides him access to all manner of alchemical and arcane equpiment.  He spends his time well, and has many wonders to show his friends when they return in the spring....(P.S. I hope that's all a decent color.  Yeah, I guess it's all fluff.  But E, I could use an actual xp total - I'm going to do some crafting, and would like to know how much I can do and still keep level six.)</blockquote>

Verification