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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Brimshack" data-source="post: 4227984" data-attributes="member: 34694">So, Louie opens the door and stands to the side. Once again, there is that great big symbol of goodness on the wall directly behind the door. I smiled, knowing that I was going into the best place I knew in this whole city. So, I stepped into the door and turned left to go into Loui’s study. Carla came too, and I started to watch her. The Waggie came in and promptly crawled under a couch. I was checking to make sure he didn’t eat anything valuable, when I heard Seamus tell the others he would stand outside.After everyone came into the study, everyone but Seamus that is, Louie entered the room with a slight frown on his face. He was clearly thinking hard about something.We told Louie that we had done what he asked.“So, I am told. Congratulations.”...mind you, this was less than an hour after the conclusion of the battle.Louie continued, “I think you should be sure and tell Lord Methgar about this. he will need to know as soon as possible.”“Oh yes, we were planning on going to see him next.” Tom was back to his old self. I studied him carefully, trying to discern what the halfling had seen in this seemingly wonderful man. Could this have been the man who shot a helpless dwarf in the last battle? I just don’t know.“I have something for you.” Louie reached out to me with something small in his hand. I took it, and found myself looking at a small ceramic figure symbolizing the power of healing. When I looked up at him, he smiled and nodded. “You may one day need it for a special healing spell.”Oh! This was wonderful. I knew exactly what he was talking about. You see, the item would serve in place of an assistant for the only spell that could save a fallen friend. It always takes two healers to bring someone back from the brink of death, you know. Well, with this, just once I could do it myself. This would one day save one of us. I could have kissed Louie right then and there.He gave someone else something, I don’t remember what, because I was so busy studying my fetish familiar. Turning to Carla, he said; “Excuse me, that goes over here.” Seeing her produce a book with as slightly sheepish grin, we all got nervous for a moment there. Louie forwned a bit and placed the book carefully its proper place. He then began rifling through the books on his wall and selected a volume. “You may have this one as a gift.It’s title read, “The Pleasures of a Virtuous Life.”Carla tucked the book into her belongings, and Louie headed into another room for a moment.And then he brought out a Great Sword, saying “Give this to someone good and honourable.”My eyes lit up, knowing that Seamus would make good use of a magical sword. Surely, he had proven himself more than honourable in all of his dealings. The way he protected those women! The waggie looked up from the couch and blinked at it. I think August too nodded his head, knowing exactly where that sword was headed.Michael and Tom looked uncomfortable, as did Carla. Kristen’s eyes darted back to the doorway, her lips pursed.I looked out the window to see Seamus standing in the street. It dawned on me now that Seamus hadn’t been with us the first time we visited Louie. So, he had never walked through Louie’s door. My heart sank.“No-one else in our party uses a great sword.” Carla was practical as usual. For myself, I brushed away a tear. Had Seamus not been the perfect gentlemen? Had he not looked after the helpless when he needed to? How could he be unworthy of the values attached to the sword? It made no sense....except perhaps for the problems in healing him.“And if someone is not good or honourable...” Michael did not get a chance to finish the question.“Then they get less value from the weapon.”“I realize that, but what...”“What if they are opposed to its values?” Louie appeared to be catching on.Michael nodded, his eyebrows raised, almost as if to apologize. “Then they can’t use it , right?” He almost cringed as he said it.“No, they can use it. ...I mean, he can use it.” Louie too cast his eyes toward the door. “If he shares some moral value with the weapon, he will even get full benefits from the magic, but if he is in some way opposed to the sword...”“...then, he will have trouble in all other things.” Kristen sat down on the couch, her shoulders slouched in resignation. A faint squeek could be heard beneath her. “He would be powerful on the attack, but his defense could be weakened severely.”“...and every task would become a chore.” Louie appeared quite displeased. “Is he really your only candidate for the sword? It is an extremely powerful weapon. Had I known...”“I am afraid so.” My voice was weak as I wiped away another tear. I was NOT concerned about the loss of an opportunity here. “Seamus is the only one who could wield it effectively.”“Have I misread your...” Louie was clearly beginnig to have second thoughts.“This is the first we have heard of it...” Patty did her best to appear reassuring.“But I can heal evil people. That’s not how it...” Oh Cheese! Did I say that out loud?Everyone stared at me for a moment.Carla strapped the sword to her back for the interim as the room grew a bit more quiet.“I really don’t know what to tell you. You may come into trouble because of this raid, and I had thought to aid you with these gifts.” There was a long pause as Louie searched for something else to say. And finally, with a trace of resignation and a strong hint that it was time to say goodbye, “I wish you the best of luck.”Seamus must have noticed that no-one looked him in the eye as we came out of the building.</blockquote>

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