IC - Mad King's Monkey II


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Ullara raises an eyebrow. "If we have to go through the Netherworld to reach those cities, that may be more trouble than it's worth. We did all right getting out, but getting in was nearly lethal. I don't care to have to bushwhack my way through hostile, sentient plants as a permanent part of my travel plans. As for the letters, we'd need to find someone else extremely trustworthy, and with a swift mount. Is there a Guild of some sort around here that would be able to do that?"
 

Bayar shook his head firmly. "The letters be our task, and not be for the bonded carriers. We must be delivering them over escorting if we be choosing."

Herr Bourne's return from his daydream did not give Bayar any more clarity. The names were familiar enough, but how they all linked together was lost on him. Life be easier when the Carls be making these choices...he thought, only a little wistfully, while looking at Herr Bourne with a blank expression.

"I think, Herr Bourne, if you be showing us the fastest way we be escorting you to your tower. This be fair?"
 

Ullara nods at Bayar's words. "Giving the letters into another's hand would be far down in a list of preferences, but I wanted to know all our options. It seems likely that the letters involve the very thing we experienced directly. Here and now, we might have a way to see what the problem is." She looks back at where they had come back into the real world. "If we must fling ourselves back into that thornbush, I want to get my armor at the very least."
 

Bayar grins at Ullara's words. "Aye, I be glad to do the same. Mebbe we be using the tradesmen's door tomorrow," he added before turning serious again. "It not be for us to fix things, I think. This be too big a problem that we beat be helping by finding people. "

In his mind, Bayar was already worried about the mercenary companies that might not be able to get through. There was a lot of potential for armed and disciplined men to cause trouble for the Baron. By extension, that meant trouble for the Chancellor and, in turn, trouble for him too.
 

"As much as I would like to help Herr Bourn investigate the problems with the Netherworld, delivering the letters is our task. The only thing we can do is get back here as quickly as possible." Libros pauses before continuing. "Unfortunately if there is trouble in Russ, that my be easier said than done. So we can't count on being back here anytime soon."

OOC: Take 10 on Knowledge (Netherworld) +9 = 19
 

"But if the Netherworld is changed for the worse, it means travel and commerce, feeding people, getting necessary crafted equipment, it all is put on hold. Something is very amiss here."
 

Day Four, Evening, inside Herr Bourn's Residence

Herr Bourn looks a little frustrated at the party's insistence on delivering the letters. But he is quickly distracted by the by the suggestion that the whole Netherworld has been affected in the same way his path has been.

"I ... I think that the effect a local one. But you're right, that is just my assumption based on what I suspect may be happening. I do not really know. We need to find out. Yes.

"If the effect is widespread, then it would be, could be catastrophic. As you said," he says with a nod in Jan's direction, There are places only reachable via portals, and cities entirely dependent on portals for their food and commerce.

"It would also make delivering the letters ... difficult. It may mean that resolving the problem here could be the fastest way to ensure delivery of your other letters.

"We need to find out. There are a couple of public portals not too far away. You could visit them on your way to collect your gear."

He looks stunned when the Steward mentions that it is past first evening bell.

"But we only left ... it was early afternoon ... six hours?"
 

Li Thuan, male human monk

Thuan merely stands by waiting for the others to make up their minds.
 

"We are duty bound to deliver these letters, Sir, So we must do that first. There may be others trapped in the neverworld, and we also need to do a little scouting to determine to what extent is this change occurring. It may give us greater insight as to how to make it right if it is possible."

Jan's words are intoned to sway the Baron to allow us to complete our duty for the greater good.

1d20+3=18
 

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