House Millithor in the City of the Spider Queen II

[Brother Shatterstone]

Kilcif: Bugbear/Male (Barbarian/Ranger/Rogue)

Drow Common Area

Kilcif looks at the strange humanoid fish and it’s hideous smile with some concern and much suspicion. Kilcif tries to come up with a convincing lie, “Fallowing you? Not really, or at least I didn’t mean to, I was really just observing you as I’ve seen few of your kind up close.” Hoping that sounded good Kilcif decides to change the subject, “So, ahh, what brings you up from the lake?”

 

[Endur]

Gracklstugh
The City of the Blades
Greatest city of the Duergar in the Underdark

The ceiling of the great cavern is perpetually covered with thick, reeking smoke that rises from the city’s countless forges and smelters.

The Council of the King meets.

Present are all the clan lairds, the crown prince Horlgar Steelshadow, the head of the merchant council Durna Thuldark, and the Stone Giant Stonespeaker Hgraan. Missing from the council are the recently deceased King Tarngardt Steelshadow, the High Priest of Laduguer Morndin Gloomstorm, and the Derro savant leader Diinakvil Rylafryn.

The clan laird Borwald Firehand, who is also the Marshal of Gracklstugh’s army, is speaking, “The drow cast spells that could have harmed the Crown Prince. They destroyed over a million gold pieces worth of property that belonged to the Prince. Not only that, but their interference disrupted the treaty talks. We were unable to forge the military alliance with Mithral Hall.”

Stonespeaker Hgraan responds, “Not that there was much chance of forging an alliance with Mithral Hall. Prince Horlgar only made one trip out of Gracklstugh in his life, and during that one trip, King Tarngardt dies of unknown causes. A coincidence, or something more sinister?”

The giant glares at the prince. The prince declines to respond.

The Marshal responds on the prince's behalf, ”The crown prince was nearly killed by these drow hooligans. Even without the power of their goddess behind them, they are dangerous and depraved.”

The High Priest Morndin Gloomstorm enters the room. He speaks , “The divinations are complete! Laduguer has answered my prayers.”

Confusion erupts in the council chambers. Looks of nervousness and speculation on everyone’s face, including the face of the Crown Prince.

The High Priest continues, ”Laduguer has revealed that King Tarngardt was slain by a drow assassin.”

Cries of treachery and demands for war erupt in the council.

The Stone Giant demands in his booming voice, “Who hired the assassin?”

The priest responds, “Laduguer did not say.”

All eyes turn to the Crown Prince.

“The meaning of Laduguer’s message is clear. We march to war against Menzoberanzan. Assemble the army of stone!”

The stone giant scowls, but the duergar clan lairds covet the riches of Menzoberanzan and eagerly leave the council chambers to assemble the army.

 

[Brother Shatterstone]

Kilcif: Bugbear/Male (Barbarian/Ranger/Rogue)

Hallway Female Wing Drow Noble Area

Kilcif stands but leans against the cool cavern wall next to the Matron’s door with his arms crossed over his chest. His mace is in his hand but his large body hides most of it from prying eyes and his own eyes are scanning the hallway, ceiling, walls, and floor for any potential threats. He was slightly disappointed in not being allowed to go to the surface, but at the same time he was more shocked to be given almost single handedly the task of guarding the house matron. His mind wanders while his eyes scans, I’m an outsider but here I stand guarding the House Millithor most prized possession… Have I been accepted or are they just that concerned with giving a strong front?

With his free hand Kilcif knocks against the wall to notify the Matron that all is still clear while his mind continues to wander, I wonder how the raid is going? He can’t help but smile, I wonder if they realize how much snow is on the ground? It’s late in the season in all…

His mood turns serious again, Why in the abyss are we still here? As his mood becomes more and more serious his eyes scan the hallway with more diligence.

OOC: Kilcif would have told the Matron about the vampire attack when they had a chance to be alone. While in the hallways Kilcif will keep tabs of how often guards come through, what their armed with, etc.

 

[Serpenteye]

Ki'Willis turns the last page of the book and briefly studies the symbol of Kiaransalee painted on the back of the skin-bound tome. She sits for a while in silent contemplation. Whatever desicion she was going to make would demand the proper preparations. One way or the other Dorina and her mother would become her enemies, but the rest of the city could perhaps be won over. After her first desicive strike many of the remaining inhabitants of Sith Morcane (ooc: she hates that name but it's easier to write ) would be forced to make a choice. She had to make sure that choice would be in her favour.

She walks to the door, opens it and signs for Kilcif to stay at his post. What he told her about Laernan was somewhat disturbing, but in the end it merely proves the lacking discipline and control that Dorina and Irae has over their subjects. Such weakness could be exploited, in due time, but now her disc carries her towards Carcelon's chamber. After exchanging greetings and trying to sense her daughter's mood she asks her to go to the Inverted Tower and appoint a meeting between the Matron and Solom.

 

[Uriel]

Drow Common Area

Kilcif looks at the strange humanoid fish and it’s hideous smile with some concern and much suspicion. Kilcif tries to come up with a convincing lie, “Fallowing you? Not really, or at least I didn’t mean to, I was really just observing you as I’ve seen few of your kind up close.” Hoping that sounded good Kilcif decides to change the subject, “So, ahh, what brings you up from the lake?”

OoC:Sense Motive on the furball.

IC: Kripp continues his shark-tooth smile,all the while eyeing the Bugbear's face, watching for any sign of an attack. By the Deeps, the thing stank. It was almost enough to make him gag. Kripp had to get used to the abominable smell of the Vrol'al'bloorb *, however, for his current endeavor required that he travel amongst them. With a sigh in longing for his Pool that might have passed for a hiss among the Outlanders, Kripp addressed the Bugbear ' To adventure and find riches and excitement,Kripp comes. Slaves Kripp would have, as well as other treasures,my Lord as well, do I seek to Please.Seek companions, do you,Goblyn-Big? '

* Vrol'al'bloorb: The accurssed who walk above. A term of pity and mild disgust for those not blessed with life in the Water. Airbreathers.

 

[Thels]

Dariel dismounts the lizard and abandons it without further ado. A shiver runs over his body as the cold wind strikes him. "Then let's go by foot. I didn't come to this forsaken surface just to watch my lizard collapse. Damn this blasted snow!"

Moving out a little on foot, Dariel searches the ground, wondering if anyone passed here recently, meanwhile pulling his cloak close to him.

 

[Dalamar]

Torellan looks disappointed as the lizards refuse to carry on. However, determination shows more clearly on his face.
"Quertus, you have that magic-hut spell prepared, don't you? I'm considering a prolonged hunt..."

 

[Brother Shatterstone]

Kilcif: Bugbear/Male (Barbarian/Ranger/Rogue)

Female Noble Section

Kilcif nods his head in acknowledgement as he falls in a few steps back and behind of the Matron. Kilcif himself is just happy to be doing something other than just standing staring down the corridors of the noble section, Now I know why I would rather hunt bounties than do guard work, it’s so boring…

 

[Brother Shatterstone]

Kilcif: Bugbear/Male (Barbarian/Ranger/Rogue)

Common Area

Kilcif looks at the fishman through a sidewise glance while trying to sum up his combat prowess, Well it’s strong enough to carry its own armor and desperate times call for desperate measures.

Kilcif sighs heavy before speaking, “Yeah Goblyn-Big’s got companions and they pay good enough. I’m not sure if they’re hiring though… You willing to travel to find out?”

Kilcif turns and starts walking away as he could really careless if the Kuo-Toa follows him as the smell of routing fish is almost too much for the bugbear’s nose to handle. For a creature always in the water you sure smell horrible.

 

[Uriel]

Following the Bugbear, Kripp slips wordlessly in step,donning his helm once more.