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<blockquote data-quote="Nonlethal Force" data-source="post: 3699043" data-attributes="member: 35788"><p>Ischarus and Charis quietly crept down the stairs. They were careful to walk only where the steps joined with the wall. The immediate support of the wall would minimize any squeaking or groaning protests that the bare wooden steps might offer. It didn’t take either of them long to leave the open air and descend to the first level below deck.</p><p></p><p>Ischarus bent low while he was several steps above the floor below the top deck. In effect, he was looking down the ship’s main hallway from just below the ceiling. <span style="color: LightBlue">“It appears to be clear. Perhaps they gave the crew the night off, thinking that the dock guard and the sentries above would be enough. It doesn’t seem right, though. Allyssa knew that we were alive. That’s got to be why she left the surprise just before the docks. She had to know that we would come after her. If she knew that we were coming, why such a lightly protected boat?”</span></p><p></p><p>Charis whispered in return. <span style="color: Orange">“True, but she’d assume that the assassins would have stopped us. They were a tough fight given that they surprised us. Besides, if she’s trying to keep herself and her faith a secret, I’d imagine that posting too many redundant guards would only draw attention from the dock master. At some point she has to assume that we aren’t going to make it this far without her knowing about it.”</span></p><p></p><p>Ischarus nodded and finished descending the staircase. The hallway was straight, and it appeared that the captain’s quarters were the room at which the hallway terminated on the far end. Just before the captain’s quarters on the right, there was another doorway leading to a staircase descending to the ship’s main storage area. Opposite the hall from that staircase was a door that was closed tight. The rest of the rooms on the ship only had archways and curtains as a means of keeping privacy.</p><p></p><p>This was the first time in Charis’ life that she was aboard ship. <span style="color: Orange">“Surely there is more crew aboard ship than the archways indicate.”</span></p><p></p><p>Ischarus smiled and suppressed the urge to laugh. <span style="color: LightBlue">“Life aboard ship is never dull, and unless you are the captain it is also never private. These sleeping quarters are most likely housing hammocks floor to ceiling. Of course, they’re never full at any one time because on the seas there is always a watch. But yeah, there are many fewer rooms than actual sailors. At that’s assuming that this is a legitimate merchant ship. If this is a ship involved in piracy or smuggling, it’ll have more sailor than that. After all, you’ve got to sail with enough people so that if you lose a bunch in a boarding party you can still set watches afterward.”</span></p><p></p><p>Charis grinned. <span style="color: Orange">“And commandeer the new ship for sale in a nearby harbor, no doubt.”</span></p><p></p><p>Ischarus shook his head in the negative. <span style="color: LightBlue">“Perhaps, but highly unlikely. After a battle, a good bit of the boarded ship’s hull would be torn apart from the ramming process. If so, it would only slow the smuggling vessel down. Not only that, but if it is a local boat, there is a chance that the dock master might recognize that the ship is no longer under the proper administration. Only if it is seaworthy enough and the captain has enough sailors under him that he can trust will a prize crew be established.”</span></p><p></p><p>Charis found this aspect of life fascinating. Life at the seas would certainly be much different than her old life in Quehalost or even her new life at Iasho’s villa in Huetown. <span style="color: Orange">“So we want the closed door at the end of the hall?”</span></p><p></p><p>Ischarus nodded as he moved down the hallway. He didn’t want to risk speaking any further. Charis followed him as quietly as she could. Their lack of equipment certainly made it easier to sneak around the ship. The subtle swaying of the boat didn’t make it easy to remain quiet, however.</p><p></p><p>Less than a minute later, Ischarus and Charis flanked the closed door. Ischarus crouched to the right of the door in the slight depression made by the doorway into the captain’s quarters. Charis knelt on the opposite side. They each remained quiet as they listened to the conversation from inside the closed door.</p><p></p><p>A female was speaking, but it was not the voice of Allyssa. <span style="color: Red">“You are no doubt aware that we have lost contact with your master? We have not received direction from Ankh-Bahl recently. Your master was chosen to be her mouthpiece.”</span></p><p></p><p>Allyssa responded. <span style="color: Red">“Yes, Barrie. I am aware of this fact. While the lack of direction at this crucial time bothers me, it does not have me concerned. We have a job to do, and we will accomplish it.”</span></p><p></p><p>A deep male voice followed up Allyssa’s comment. <span style="color: Red">“Good. I am glad to hear that you still intend on fulfilling your calling. With the disappearance of Opheiluka, this post was in jeopardy for several days. That is, of course, why we were sent here. If your master was unable to arrange for a replacement, we were going to find a new way to accomplish the plan.”</span></p><p></p><p>A second male voice continued the explanation of the first. <span style="color: Red">“Yes, Gallahn. That much is obvious. But assuming that Allyssa can fulfill the desires of the Egoist and the Queen of Avarice herself, there is little need for concern and overanalyzing the situation.”</span></p><p></p><p>The sound of a chair sliding backwards across a wooden plank floor echoed down the ship’s hallway. Gallahn’s voice responded quickly to the one who had followed his speech. <span style="color: Red">“Yes, Tindrahk. If you are satisfied with the wizard’s solution in Allyssa then I will offer no complaint. After all, you are the one who received word from the Egoist to expect Ankh-Bahl.”</span></p><p></p><p>Another third male voice spoke, and this voice was easily the highest voice in pitch of the three men. <span style="color: Red">“If we can assume that Allyssa will fulfill her destiny, what of the rest of the plan? Ankh-Bahl’s silence is a foreboding omen. When I tried to contact Yrraxea this afternoon for assurance, I was unable to make contact. Her fury was acting as a barrier to my appeal. She is not pleased with our efforts.”</span></p><p></p><p>Barrie spoke, and it was clear with her tone that she was speaking through a smile and enjoying the opportunity to poke an insult at the man who had just spoken. <span style="color: Red">“Tahnet, you always worry! And your attempts to contact Yrraxea seldom work the way you want them to anyway. Would you have us stop with the plan because your faith isn’t strong enough to reach out to our queen?”</span></p><p></p><p>Ischarus and Charis smiled as they heard Tahnet’s fist slam down on the table. <span style="color: Red">“You will insult me once more? Remember your rank! When I rise in power, it is you who will need to fall.”</span></p><p></p><p>Tindrahk let a loud laugh flood over the argument in order to drown out the discussion. <span style="color: Red">“Priest and priestess, if you will listen to me and my dominant rank. Yrraxea is pleased at your devotion to personal gain, even at the expense of each other’s dominance. Your fighting keeps you sharp. But this is not the time for fighting. We are in hostile territory. This port is a stronghold for Reah, and geographically speaking we are not that far from Barghost. While your arguments are entertaining, let us remember that here in this place we are not each other’s enemy. There are greater enemies that we must concern ourselves with first.”</span></p><p></p><p>Allyssa continued with the argument as Tindrahk paused. <span style="color: Red">“Such as the pests who ransacked my apartment this morning. My master was supposed to deal with them. I do not doubt Ankh-Bahl’s ability to plan and deceive, but for a demonic assassin I was hoping that she would have dealt with this problem already. To leave it up to us is disgraceful. Fortunately, you brought along enough minions to take care of them.”</span></p><p></p><p>Gallahn again countered Allyssa’s assertion. <span style="color: Red">“Deal with them? You are sure that there was a battle?”</span></p><p></p><p>A subtle pause in the conversation carried an eerie silence down the hallway. Ischarus and Charis both fought the urge to flee as the conversation completely died out while speaking about the party. The only thing that gave Ischarus and Charis the ability to stay put was the lack of footsteps pounding the wooden floor in the direction of the closed door.</p><p></p><p>After several long seconds, Allyssa’s voice broke the silence. <span style="color: Red">“You mean that you did not spot them watching us as we boarded the boat?”</span></p><p></p><p>Gallahn responded intensely. <span style="color: Red">“You mean to imply that you did? Why did you say nothing? Tindrahk and I alone could have used Yrraxea’s power right then and there to defeat them! Then we could act in complete confidence!”</span></p><p></p><p>Another pause followed, but this one was not quite so long. Once more, Allyssa broke the silence. <span style="color: Red">“You would use your dark powers out in the open? And then what would you do? Were you not listening to Tindrahk a moment ago? The town of Fingerdale is a den of followers of Reah. There temple is strong here, and their priests are in command of significant power because the faith of the people is strong. If you would have called upon the powers of Yrraxea out in the public, you would have doomed our plan! If anyone would have observed the act, the priests of Reah would be alerted, and we would have immediately risen to the spot of primary suspect regarding the death of Lord Ironblood. Use your powers in the open and you doom us all.”</span></p><p></p><p>A slight growl seemed to escape Allyssa’s throat as she turned her speech to the leader of the priests of Yrraxea. <span style="color: Red">“Tindrahk, perhaps Barrie should not descend down as Tahnet suggests. Perhaps Barrie should ascend and take the place of Gallahn. Your second shows little ability to understand his impact in the world. While I could care less for his personal gain or safety, the fact that his rashness could impact my standing displeases me.”</span></p><p></p><p>Tindrahk was now in an awkward place. Allyssa had called upon him to either support her claim or denounce her assertiveness. He knew that her argument was correct, but if he chastised Gallahn he would be lending credence to Allyssa’s assertion that Barrie should rise in power. The two were not necessarily as connected as they should be. Gallahn was being rash, but Allyssa seemed to have a vendetta against Gallahn that he could not ignore.</p><p></p><p>Instead, he refused to allow himself to become triangulated in between his loyal followers. Instead, he would chastise Allyssa. His chair scraped backwards as he rose to a standing position. He thumped the table hard with his hand and there was anger in his voice. <span style="color: Red">“Know your place, assassin. Do not attempt to come between me and those who have sworn loyalty to Yrraxea underneath my temple in Tongra. You will not inflate egos where they should not be inflated for the purpose of fueling your own vendetta against my second. Gallahn and Barrie are good servants, and they serve where they serve for a reason. I will not allow the field assassin of another Yrraxean to drive a nail of jealousy into my command. They will settle their own hierarchy issues without your envious influence.”</span></p><p></p><p>Another uncomfortable pause followed. Gallahn, Barrie, and Tahnet were not about to speak while their own master was caught in the rage. Allyssa was also not about to respond and risk feeling the great wrath of an Yrraxean high priest. Instead, it was Tindrahk who continued the conversation.</p><p></p><p>As he continued to speak, the anger diffused out of his voice. <span style="color: Red">“Gallahn, she is right. Your action would have been rash. Your devotion and desire is commendable, but your lack of tactics would certainly have doomed us all. Learn the lesson that you have been taught. As for you, Allyssa, just do your job. Kill Lord Ironblood at the appointed time. And do it with the Ephistaemi daggers as planned.”</span></p><p></p><p>Outside the room, Ischarus and Charis exchanged confused glances. The Yrraxeans were using Ephistaemi daggers in their actions. That sentence echoed back to the information gleaned from the wizard of Eberdeen. That information took their minds back to the smoldering remains of the villa in Huetown.</p><p></p><p>Tahnet was not about to let his name continue in the shame that Barrie had cast it. <span style="color: Red">“And what of this party? Your master brought them into the plan by requiring them to go to Quehalost for the Arum Dracunculus. The drug was necessary so that the Yrraxeans would not be doing the killing and leaving a trace behind in many places. In fact, the only true Yrraxean to partake in an assassination was in Eberdeen. The rest of the murders were to be accomplished through the Arum Dracunculus and the Ephistaemi daggers. But when your master was unable to destroy the party through Opheiluka, much was complicated. They know enough to be dangerous, and they have not been dealt with to our knowledge.”</span></p><p></p><p>Allyssa began to speak, but Tahnet was not finished. <span style="color: Red">“The fact that you saw them enter the building that your apartment is in does not bode well for us. The fact that your apartment was ransacked after you sent one of your own assassins in does not bode well, either.”</span></p><p></p><p>Tindrahk was growing impatient. <span style="color: Red">“What are you getting at, Tahnet?”</span></p><p></p><p>Tahnet spoke his mind cleanly. <span style="color: Red">“Most of you think that I have too much dreamer in me. You think that my imagination is too great. I can see it in how my warning to you all about Yrraxea’s wrath was dismissed. But it matters not, really. I think the wizard of Eberdeen has been compromised. If they knew to look for Allyssa, then they had to get that information through the wizard. They had to get that information through Ankh-Bahl. If they knew to look for Allyssa, then they knew to look for the rest of the servants of Ankh-Bahl as well. What if the whole mission is compromised? What if that is the reason why Yrraxea would only shield herself from me with her wrath when I tried to contact her?”</span></p><p></p><p>Allyssa chuckled, and she was quickly joined by Tindrahk and Barrie. After they had laughed for a few seconds, even Gallahn began to laugh. Allyssa replied to Tahnet’s warning first. <span style="color: Red">“You think that a bunch of nothing fighters from the backwater village of Huetown could take on Yrraxea’s personal demonic assassin and win? Oh, come now, Tahnet. I know that you are a half-breed, but certainly one of parents gave you access to a brain. Either your human or elf parent had to have taught you some ability to think. Those freedom fighters from Huetown are nothing but glorified thieves. They sneak through the tunnels and use guerilla tactics, and that is the only way that they do anything remotely capable of being called winning.”</span></p><p></p><p>Ischarus and Charis couldn’t help but smile at the fact that their resourcefulness was being mocked and underestimated. They knew that Tahnet’s instincts had led him down the path of truth, but the vanity of the others wouldn’t let them listen. From the perspective of Ischarus and Charis, the conversation had just gotten interesting.</p><p></p><p>Tahnet objected once more. <span style="color: Red">“You heard the report from Ankh-Bahl herself through the wizard. They defeated a red dragon of Quehalost. That is no small feat.”</span></p><p></p><p>Tindrahk chuckled once more. <span style="color: Red">“Tahnet, don’t embarrass yourself, and don’t embarrass me for choosing you to be a part of this expedition to Fingerdale. They didn’t defeat the red dragon. A flight of three virtuous dragons from Barghost flew to their aid. The dragons battled one another. If the party had to fight the dragon alone, they would have lost miserably. And that means that there is no way that they could have taken on the wizard. Even if they would have found a way to defeat Allyssa’s master, they would not have been able to get past Ankh-Bahl. They just aren’t that powerful, especially since they would have had to defeat the wizard in a tough battle first.”</span></p><p></p><p>Tahnet began to object again. <span style="color: Red">“There is a reason you brought me, sir. I can see things.”</span></p><p></p><p>Tindrahk paused for a moment and spoke once more with reason in his voice. <span style="color: Red">“Indeed. You are a dreamer of dreams and a seer of visions. But think about it. This time your imagination has gotten the best of you. The defeat of Ankh-Bahl at the hands of the puny party from Huetown is ridiculous. Even you must admit that.”</span></p><p></p><p>Tahnet didn’t want to admit it, but he silently nodded. The nod put him in his place. He was submissive to Tindrahk. It was as if he were the omega in a wolf pack that had been forced to expose his vulnerable underbelly. He had voiced his mind, and when he was challenged he had been forced to submit. </p><p></p><p>[Sblock=Color-Free Speech Section]</p><p>Ischarus and Charis quietly crept down the stairs. They were careful to walk only where the steps joined with the wall. The immediate support of the wall would minimize any squeaking or groaning protests that the bare wooden steps might offer. It didn’t take either of them long to leave the open air and descend to the first level below deck.</p><p></p><p>Ischarus bent low while he was several steps above the floor below the top deck. In effect, he was looking down the ship’s main hallway from just below the ceiling. “It appears to be clear. Perhaps they gave the crew the night off, thinking that the dock guard and the sentries above would be enough. It doesn’t seem right, though. Allyssa knew that we were alive. That’s got to be why she left the surprise just before the docks. She had to know that we would come after her. If she knew that we were coming, why such a lightly protected boat?”</p><p></p><p>Charis whispered in return. “True, but she’d assume that the assassins would have stopped us. They were a tough fight given that they surprised us. Besides, if she’s trying to keep herself and her faith a secret, I’d imagine that posting too many redundant guards would only draw attention from the dock master. At some point she has to assume that we aren’t going to make it this far without her knowing about it.”</p><p></p><p>Ischarus nodded and finished descending the staircase. The hallway was straight, and it appeared that the captain’s quarters were the room at which the hallway terminated on the far end. Just before the captain’s quarters on the right, there was another doorway leading to a staircase descending to the ship’s main storage area. Opposite the hall from that staircase was a door that was closed tight. The rest of the rooms on the ship only had archways and curtains as a means of keeping privacy.</p><p></p><p>This was the first time in Charis’ life that she was aboard ship. “Surely there is more crew aboard ship than the archways indicate.”</p><p></p><p>Ischarus smiled and suppressed the urge to laugh. “Life aboard ship is never dull, and unless you are the captain it is also never private. These sleeping quarters are most likely housing hammocks floor to ceiling. Of course, they’re never full at any one time because on the seas there is always a watch. But yeah, there are many fewer rooms than actual sailors. At that’s assuming that this is a legitimate merchant ship. If this is a ship involved in piracy or smuggling, it’ll have more sailor than that. After all, you’ve got to sail with enough people so that if you lose a bunch in a boarding party you can still set watches afterward.”</p><p></p><p>Charis grinned. “And commandeer the new ship for sale in a nearby harbor, no doubt.”</p><p></p><p>Ischarus shook his head in the negative. “Perhaps, but highly unlikely. After a battle, a good bit of the boarded ship’s hull would be torn apart from the ramming process. If so, it would only slow the smuggling vessel down. Not only that, but if it is a local boat, there is a chance that the dock master might recognize that the ship is no longer under the proper administration. Only if it is seaworthy enough and the captain has enough sailors under him that he can trust will a prize crew be established.”</p><p></p><p>Charis found this aspect of life fascinating. Life at the seas would certainly be much different than her old life in Quehalost or even her new life at Iasho’s villa in Huetown. “So we want the closed door at the end of the hall?”</p><p></p><p>Ischarus nodded as he moved down the hallway. He didn’t want to risk speaking any further. Charis followed him as quietly as she could. Their lack of equipment certainly made it easier to sneak around the ship. The subtle swaying of the boat didn’t make it easy to remain quiet, however.</p><p></p><p>Less than a minute later, Ischarus and Charis flanked the closed door. Ischarus crouched to the right of the door in the slight depression made by the doorway into the captain’s quarters. Charis knelt on the opposite side. They each remained quiet as they listened to the conversation from inside the closed door.</p><p></p><p>A female was speaking, but it was not the voice of Allyssa. “You are no doubt aware that we have lost contact with your master? We have not received direction from Ankh-Bahl recently. Your master was chosen to be her mouthpiece.”</p><p></p><p>Allyssa responded. “Yes, Barrie. I am aware of this fact. While the lack of direction at this crucial time bothers me, it does not have me concerned. We have a job to do, and we will accomplish it.”</p><p></p><p>A deep male voice followed up Allyssa’s comment. “Good. I am glad to hear that you still intend on fulfilling your calling. With the disappearance of Opheiluka, this post was in jeopardy for several days. That is, of course, why we were sent here. If your master was unable to arrange for a replacement, we were going to find a new way to accomplish the plan.”</p><p></p><p>A second male voice continued the explanation of the first. “Yes, Gallahn. That much is obvious. But assuming that Allyssa can fulfill the desires of the Egoist and the Queen of Avarice herself, there is little need for concern and overanalyzing the situation.”</p><p></p><p>The sound of a chair sliding backwards across a wooden plank floor echoed down the ship’s hallway. Gallahn’s voice responded quickly to the one who had followed his speech. “Yes, Tindrahk. If you are satisfied with the wizard’s solution in Allyssa then I will offer no complaint. After all, you are the one who received word from the Egoist to expect Ankh-Bahl.”</p><p></p><p>Another third male voice spoke, and this voice was easily the highest voice in pitch of the three men. “If we can assume that Allyssa will fulfill her destiny, what of the rest of the plan? Ankh-Bahl’s silence is a foreboding omen. When I tried to contact Yrraxea this afternoon for assurance, I was unable to make contact. Her fury was acting as a barrier to my appeal. She is not pleased with our efforts.”</p><p></p><p>Barrie spoke, and it was clear with her tone that she was speaking through a smile and enjoying the opportunity to poke an insult at the man who had just spoken. “Tahnet, you always worry! And your attempts to contact Yrraxea seldom work the way you want them to anyway. Would you have us stop with the plan because your faith isn’t strong enough to reach out to our queen?”</p><p></p><p>Ischarus and Charis smiled as they heard Tahnet’s fist slam down on the table. “You will insult me once more? Remember your rank! When I rise in power, it is you who will need to fall.”</p><p></p><p>Tindrahk let a loud laugh flood over the argument in order to drown out the discussion. “Priest and priestess, if you will listen to me and my dominant rank. Yrraxea is pleased at your devotion to personal gain, even at the expense of each other’s dominance. Your fighting keeps you sharp. But this is not the time for fighting. We are in hostile territory. This port is a stronghold for Reah, and geographically speaking we are not that far from Barghost. While your arguments are entertaining, let us remember that here in this place we are not each other’s enemy. There are greater enemies that we must concern ourselves with first.”</p><p></p><p>Allyssa continued with the argument as Tindrahk paused. “Such as the pests who ransacked my apartment this morning. My master was supposed to deal with them. I do not doubt Ankh-Bahl’s ability to plan and deceive, but for a demonic assassin I was hoping that she would have dealt with this problem already. To leave it up to us is disgraceful. Fortunately, you brought along enough minions to take care of them.”</p><p></p><p>Gallahn again countered Allyssa’s assertion. “Deal with them? You are sure that there was a battle?”</p><p></p><p>A subtle pause in the conversation carried an eerie silence down the hallway. Ischarus and Charis both fought the urge to flee as the conversation completely died out while speaking about the party. The only thing that gave Ischarus and Charis the ability to stay put was the lack of footsteps pounding the wooden floor in the direction of the closed door.</p><p></p><p>After several long seconds, Allyssa’s voice broke the silence. “You mean that you did not spot them watching us as we boarded the boat?”</p><p></p><p>Gallahn responded intensely. “You mean to imply that you did? Why did you say nothing? Tindrahk and I alone could have used Yrraxea’s power right then and there to defeat them! Then we could act in complete confidence!”</p><p></p><p>Another pause followed, but this one was not quite so long. Once more, Allyssa broke the silence. “You would use your dark powers out in the open? And then what would you do? Were you not listening to Tindrahk a moment ago? The town of Fingerdale is a den of followers of Reah. There temple is strong here, and their priests are in command of significant power because the faith of the people is strong. If you would have called upon the powers of Yrraxea out in the public, you would have doomed our plan! If anyone would have observed the act, the priests of Reah would be alerted, and we would have immediately risen to the spot of primary suspect regarding the death of Lord Ironblood. Use your powers in the open and you doom us all.”</p><p></p><p>A slight growl seemed to escape Allyssa’s throat as she turned her speech to the leader of the priests of Yrraxea. “Tindrahk, perhaps Barrie should not descend down as Tahnet suggests. Perhaps Barrie should ascend and take the place of Gallahn. Your second shows little ability to understand his impact in the world. While I could care less for his personal gain or safety, the fact that his rashness could impact my standing displeases me.”</p><p></p><p>Tindrahk was now in an awkward place. Allyssa had called upon him to either support her claim or denounce her assertiveness. He knew that her argument was correct, but if he chastised Gallahn he would be lending credence to Allyssa’s assertion that Barrie should rise in power. The two were not necessarily as connected as they should be. Gallahn was being rash, but Allyssa seemed to have a vendetta against Gallahn that he could not ignore.</p><p></p><p>Instead, he refused to allow himself to become triangulated in between his loyal followers. Instead, he would chastise Allyssa. His chair scraped backwards as he rose to a standing position. He thumped the table hard with his hand and there was anger in his voice. “Know your place, assassin. Do not attempt to come between me and those who have sworn loyalty to Yrraxea underneath my temple in Tongra. You will not inflate egos where they should not be inflated for the purpose of fueling your own vendetta against my second. Gallahn and Barrie are good servants, and they serve where they serve for a reason. I will not allow the field assassin of another Yrraxean to drive a nail of jealousy into my command. They will settle their own hierarchy issues without your envious influence.”</p><p></p><p>Another uncomfortable pause followed. Gallahn, Barrie, and Tahnet were not about to speak while their own master was caught in the rage. Allyssa was also not about to respond and risk feeling the great wrath of an Yrraxean high priest. Instead, it was Tindrahk who continued the conversation.</p><p></p><p>As he continued to speak, the anger diffused out of his voice. “Gallahn, she is right. Your action would have been rash. Your devotion and desire is commendable, but your lack of tactics would certainly have doomed us all. Learn the lesson that you have been taught. As for you, Allyssa, just do your job. Kill Lord Ironblood at the appointed time. And do it with the Ephistaemi daggers as planned.”</p><p></p><p>Outside the room, Ischarus and Charis exchanged confused glances. The Yrraxeans were using Ephistaemi daggers in their actions. That sentence echoed back to the information gleaned from the wizard of Eberdeen. That information took their minds back to the smoldering remains of the villa in Huetown.</p><p></p><p>Tahnet was not about to let his name continue in the shame that Barrie had cast it. “And what of this party? Your master brought them into the plan by requiring them to go to Quehalost for the Arum Dracunculus. The drug was necessary so that the Yrraxeans would not be doing the killing and leaving a trace behind in many places. In fact, the only true Yrraxean to partake in an assassination was in Eberdeen. The rest of the murders were to be accomplished through the Arum Dracunculus and the Ephistaemi daggers. But when your master was unable to destroy the party through Opheiluka, much was complicated. They know enough to be dangerous, and they have not been dealt with to our knowledge.”</p><p></p><p>Allyssa began to speak, but Tahnet was not finished. “The fact that you saw them enter the building that your apartment is in does not bode well for us. The fact that your apartment was ransacked after you sent one of your own assassins in does not bode well, either.”</p><p></p><p>Tindrahk was growing impatient. “What are you getting at, Tahnet?”</p><p></p><p>Tahnet spoke his mind cleanly. “Most of you think that I have too much dreamer in me. You think that my imagination is too great. I can see it in how my warning to you all about Yrraxea’s wrath was dismissed. But it matters not, really. I think the wizard of Eberdeen has been compromised. If they knew to look for Allyssa, then they had to get that information through the wizard. They had to get that information through Ankh-Bahl. If they knew to look for Allyssa, then they knew to look for the rest of the servants of Ankh-Bahl as well. What if the whole mission is compromised? What if that is the reason why Yrraxea would only shield herself from me with her wrath when I tried to contact her?”</p><p></p><p>Allyssa chuckled, and she was quickly joined by Tindrahk and Barrie. After they had laughed for a few seconds, even Gallahn began to laugh. Allyssa replied to Tahnet’s warning first. “You think that a bunch of nothing fighters from the backwater village of Huetown could take on Yrraxea’s personal demonic assassin and win? Oh, come now, Tahnet. I know that you are a half-breed, but certainly one of parents gave you access to a brain. Either your human or elf parent had to have taught you some ability to think. Those freedom fighters from Huetown are nothing but glorified thieves. They sneak through the tunnels and use guerilla tactics, and that is the only way that they do anything remotely capable of being called winning.”</p><p></p><p>Ischarus and Charis couldn’t help but smile at the fact that their resourcefulness was being mocked and underestimated. They knew that Tahnet’s instincts had led him down the path of truth, but the vanity of the others wouldn’t let them listen. From the perspective of Ischarus and Charis, the conversation had just gotten interesting.</p><p></p><p>Tahnet objected once more. “You heard the report from Ankh-Bahl herself through the wizard. They defeated a red dragon of Quehalost. That is no small feat.”</p><p></p><p>Tindrahk chuckled once more. “Tahnet, don’t embarrass yourself, and don’t embarrass me for choosing you to be a part of this expedition to Fingerdale. They didn’t defeat the red dragon. A flight of three virtuous dragons from Barghost flew to their aid. The dragons battled one another. If the party had to fight the dragon alone, they would have lost miserably. And that means that there is no way that they could have taken on the wizard. Even if they would have found a way to defeat Allyssa’s master, they would not have been able to get past Ankh-Bahl. They just aren’t that powerful, especially since they would have had to defeat the wizard in a tough battle first.”</p><p></p><p>Tahnet began to object again. “There is a reason you brought me, sir. I can see things.”</p><p></p><p>Tindrahk paused for a moment and spoke once more with reason in his voice. “Indeed. You are a dreamer of dreams and a seer of visions. But think about it. This time your imagination has gotten the best of you. The defeat of Ankh-Bahl at the hands of the puny party from Huetown is ridiculous. Even you must admit that.”</p><p></p><p>Tahnet didn’t want to admit it, but he silently nodded. The nod put him in his place. He was submissive to Tindrahk. It was as if he were the omega in a wolf pack that had been forced to expose his vulnerable underbelly. He had voiced his mind, and when he was challenged he had been forced to submit.</p><p>[/Sblock]</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Nonlethal Force, post: 3699043, member: 35788"] Ischarus and Charis quietly crept down the stairs. They were careful to walk only where the steps joined with the wall. The immediate support of the wall would minimize any squeaking or groaning protests that the bare wooden steps might offer. It didn’t take either of them long to leave the open air and descend to the first level below deck. Ischarus bent low while he was several steps above the floor below the top deck. In effect, he was looking down the ship’s main hallway from just below the ceiling. [Color=LightBlue]“It appears to be clear. Perhaps they gave the crew the night off, thinking that the dock guard and the sentries above would be enough. It doesn’t seem right, though. Allyssa knew that we were alive. That’s got to be why she left the surprise just before the docks. She had to know that we would come after her. If she knew that we were coming, why such a lightly protected boat?”[/Color] Charis whispered in return. [Color=Orange]“True, but she’d assume that the assassins would have stopped us. They were a tough fight given that they surprised us. Besides, if she’s trying to keep herself and her faith a secret, I’d imagine that posting too many redundant guards would only draw attention from the dock master. At some point she has to assume that we aren’t going to make it this far without her knowing about it.”[/Color] Ischarus nodded and finished descending the staircase. The hallway was straight, and it appeared that the captain’s quarters were the room at which the hallway terminated on the far end. Just before the captain’s quarters on the right, there was another doorway leading to a staircase descending to the ship’s main storage area. Opposite the hall from that staircase was a door that was closed tight. The rest of the rooms on the ship only had archways and curtains as a means of keeping privacy. This was the first time in Charis’ life that she was aboard ship. [Color=Orange]“Surely there is more crew aboard ship than the archways indicate.”[/Color] Ischarus smiled and suppressed the urge to laugh. [Color=LightBlue]“Life aboard ship is never dull, and unless you are the captain it is also never private. These sleeping quarters are most likely housing hammocks floor to ceiling. Of course, they’re never full at any one time because on the seas there is always a watch. But yeah, there are many fewer rooms than actual sailors. At that’s assuming that this is a legitimate merchant ship. If this is a ship involved in piracy or smuggling, it’ll have more sailor than that. After all, you’ve got to sail with enough people so that if you lose a bunch in a boarding party you can still set watches afterward.”[/Color] Charis grinned. [Color=Orange]“And commandeer the new ship for sale in a nearby harbor, no doubt.”[/Color] Ischarus shook his head in the negative. [Color=LightBlue]“Perhaps, but highly unlikely. After a battle, a good bit of the boarded ship’s hull would be torn apart from the ramming process. If so, it would only slow the smuggling vessel down. Not only that, but if it is a local boat, there is a chance that the dock master might recognize that the ship is no longer under the proper administration. Only if it is seaworthy enough and the captain has enough sailors under him that he can trust will a prize crew be established.”[/Color] Charis found this aspect of life fascinating. Life at the seas would certainly be much different than her old life in Quehalost or even her new life at Iasho’s villa in Huetown. [Color=Orange]“So we want the closed door at the end of the hall?”[/Color] Ischarus nodded as he moved down the hallway. He didn’t want to risk speaking any further. Charis followed him as quietly as she could. Their lack of equipment certainly made it easier to sneak around the ship. The subtle swaying of the boat didn’t make it easy to remain quiet, however. Less than a minute later, Ischarus and Charis flanked the closed door. Ischarus crouched to the right of the door in the slight depression made by the doorway into the captain’s quarters. Charis knelt on the opposite side. They each remained quiet as they listened to the conversation from inside the closed door. A female was speaking, but it was not the voice of Allyssa. [Color=Red]“You are no doubt aware that we have lost contact with your master? We have not received direction from Ankh-Bahl recently. Your master was chosen to be her mouthpiece.”[/Color] Allyssa responded. [Color=Red]“Yes, Barrie. I am aware of this fact. While the lack of direction at this crucial time bothers me, it does not have me concerned. We have a job to do, and we will accomplish it.”[/Color] A deep male voice followed up Allyssa’s comment. [Color=Red]“Good. I am glad to hear that you still intend on fulfilling your calling. With the disappearance of Opheiluka, this post was in jeopardy for several days. That is, of course, why we were sent here. If your master was unable to arrange for a replacement, we were going to find a new way to accomplish the plan.”[/Color] A second male voice continued the explanation of the first. [Color=Red]“Yes, Gallahn. That much is obvious. But assuming that Allyssa can fulfill the desires of the Egoist and the Queen of Avarice herself, there is little need for concern and overanalyzing the situation.”[/Color] The sound of a chair sliding backwards across a wooden plank floor echoed down the ship’s hallway. Gallahn’s voice responded quickly to the one who had followed his speech. [Color=Red]“Yes, Tindrahk. If you are satisfied with the wizard’s solution in Allyssa then I will offer no complaint. After all, you are the one who received word from the Egoist to expect Ankh-Bahl.”[/Color] Another third male voice spoke, and this voice was easily the highest voice in pitch of the three men. [Color=Red]“If we can assume that Allyssa will fulfill her destiny, what of the rest of the plan? Ankh-Bahl’s silence is a foreboding omen. When I tried to contact Yrraxea this afternoon for assurance, I was unable to make contact. Her fury was acting as a barrier to my appeal. She is not pleased with our efforts.”[/Color] Barrie spoke, and it was clear with her tone that she was speaking through a smile and enjoying the opportunity to poke an insult at the man who had just spoken. [Color=Red]“Tahnet, you always worry! And your attempts to contact Yrraxea seldom work the way you want them to anyway. Would you have us stop with the plan because your faith isn’t strong enough to reach out to our queen?”[/Color] Ischarus and Charis smiled as they heard Tahnet’s fist slam down on the table. [Color=Red]“You will insult me once more? Remember your rank! When I rise in power, it is you who will need to fall.”[/Color] Tindrahk let a loud laugh flood over the argument in order to drown out the discussion. [Color=Red]“Priest and priestess, if you will listen to me and my dominant rank. Yrraxea is pleased at your devotion to personal gain, even at the expense of each other’s dominance. Your fighting keeps you sharp. But this is not the time for fighting. We are in hostile territory. This port is a stronghold for Reah, and geographically speaking we are not that far from Barghost. While your arguments are entertaining, let us remember that here in this place we are not each other’s enemy. There are greater enemies that we must concern ourselves with first.”[/Color] Allyssa continued with the argument as Tindrahk paused. [Color=Red]“Such as the pests who ransacked my apartment this morning. My master was supposed to deal with them. I do not doubt Ankh-Bahl’s ability to plan and deceive, but for a demonic assassin I was hoping that she would have dealt with this problem already. To leave it up to us is disgraceful. Fortunately, you brought along enough minions to take care of them.”[/Color] Gallahn again countered Allyssa’s assertion. [Color=Red]“Deal with them? You are sure that there was a battle?”[/Color] A subtle pause in the conversation carried an eerie silence down the hallway. Ischarus and Charis both fought the urge to flee as the conversation completely died out while speaking about the party. The only thing that gave Ischarus and Charis the ability to stay put was the lack of footsteps pounding the wooden floor in the direction of the closed door. After several long seconds, Allyssa’s voice broke the silence. [Color=Red]“You mean that you did not spot them watching us as we boarded the boat?”[/Color] Gallahn responded intensely. [Color=Red]“You mean to imply that you did? Why did you say nothing? Tindrahk and I alone could have used Yrraxea’s power right then and there to defeat them! Then we could act in complete confidence!”[/Color] Another pause followed, but this one was not quite so long. Once more, Allyssa broke the silence. [Color=Red]“You would use your dark powers out in the open? And then what would you do? Were you not listening to Tindrahk a moment ago? The town of Fingerdale is a den of followers of Reah. There temple is strong here, and their priests are in command of significant power because the faith of the people is strong. If you would have called upon the powers of Yrraxea out in the public, you would have doomed our plan! If anyone would have observed the act, the priests of Reah would be alerted, and we would have immediately risen to the spot of primary suspect regarding the death of Lord Ironblood. Use your powers in the open and you doom us all.”[/Color] A slight growl seemed to escape Allyssa’s throat as she turned her speech to the leader of the priests of Yrraxea. [Color=Red]“Tindrahk, perhaps Barrie should not descend down as Tahnet suggests. Perhaps Barrie should ascend and take the place of Gallahn. Your second shows little ability to understand his impact in the world. While I could care less for his personal gain or safety, the fact that his rashness could impact my standing displeases me.”[/Color] Tindrahk was now in an awkward place. Allyssa had called upon him to either support her claim or denounce her assertiveness. He knew that her argument was correct, but if he chastised Gallahn he would be lending credence to Allyssa’s assertion that Barrie should rise in power. The two were not necessarily as connected as they should be. Gallahn was being rash, but Allyssa seemed to have a vendetta against Gallahn that he could not ignore. Instead, he refused to allow himself to become triangulated in between his loyal followers. Instead, he would chastise Allyssa. His chair scraped backwards as he rose to a standing position. He thumped the table hard with his hand and there was anger in his voice. [Color=Red]“Know your place, assassin. Do not attempt to come between me and those who have sworn loyalty to Yrraxea underneath my temple in Tongra. You will not inflate egos where they should not be inflated for the purpose of fueling your own vendetta against my second. Gallahn and Barrie are good servants, and they serve where they serve for a reason. I will not allow the field assassin of another Yrraxean to drive a nail of jealousy into my command. They will settle their own hierarchy issues without your envious influence.”[/Color] Another uncomfortable pause followed. Gallahn, Barrie, and Tahnet were not about to speak while their own master was caught in the rage. Allyssa was also not about to respond and risk feeling the great wrath of an Yrraxean high priest. Instead, it was Tindrahk who continued the conversation. As he continued to speak, the anger diffused out of his voice. [Color=Red]“Gallahn, she is right. Your action would have been rash. Your devotion and desire is commendable, but your lack of tactics would certainly have doomed us all. Learn the lesson that you have been taught. As for you, Allyssa, just do your job. Kill Lord Ironblood at the appointed time. And do it with the Ephistaemi daggers as planned.”[/Color] Outside the room, Ischarus and Charis exchanged confused glances. The Yrraxeans were using Ephistaemi daggers in their actions. That sentence echoed back to the information gleaned from the wizard of Eberdeen. That information took their minds back to the smoldering remains of the villa in Huetown. Tahnet was not about to let his name continue in the shame that Barrie had cast it. [Color=Red]“And what of this party? Your master brought them into the plan by requiring them to go to Quehalost for the Arum Dracunculus. The drug was necessary so that the Yrraxeans would not be doing the killing and leaving a trace behind in many places. In fact, the only true Yrraxean to partake in an assassination was in Eberdeen. The rest of the murders were to be accomplished through the Arum Dracunculus and the Ephistaemi daggers. But when your master was unable to destroy the party through Opheiluka, much was complicated. They know enough to be dangerous, and they have not been dealt with to our knowledge.”[/Color] Allyssa began to speak, but Tahnet was not finished. [Color=Red]“The fact that you saw them enter the building that your apartment is in does not bode well for us. The fact that your apartment was ransacked after you sent one of your own assassins in does not bode well, either.”[/Color] Tindrahk was growing impatient. [Color=Red]“What are you getting at, Tahnet?”[/Color] Tahnet spoke his mind cleanly. [Color=Red]“Most of you think that I have too much dreamer in me. You think that my imagination is too great. I can see it in how my warning to you all about Yrraxea’s wrath was dismissed. But it matters not, really. I think the wizard of Eberdeen has been compromised. If they knew to look for Allyssa, then they had to get that information through the wizard. They had to get that information through Ankh-Bahl. If they knew to look for Allyssa, then they knew to look for the rest of the servants of Ankh-Bahl as well. What if the whole mission is compromised? What if that is the reason why Yrraxea would only shield herself from me with her wrath when I tried to contact her?”[/Color] Allyssa chuckled, and she was quickly joined by Tindrahk and Barrie. After they had laughed for a few seconds, even Gallahn began to laugh. Allyssa replied to Tahnet’s warning first. [Color=Red]“You think that a bunch of nothing fighters from the backwater village of Huetown could take on Yrraxea’s personal demonic assassin and win? Oh, come now, Tahnet. I know that you are a half-breed, but certainly one of parents gave you access to a brain. Either your human or elf parent had to have taught you some ability to think. Those freedom fighters from Huetown are nothing but glorified thieves. They sneak through the tunnels and use guerilla tactics, and that is the only way that they do anything remotely capable of being called winning.”[/Color] Ischarus and Charis couldn’t help but smile at the fact that their resourcefulness was being mocked and underestimated. They knew that Tahnet’s instincts had led him down the path of truth, but the vanity of the others wouldn’t let them listen. From the perspective of Ischarus and Charis, the conversation had just gotten interesting. Tahnet objected once more. [Color=Red]“You heard the report from Ankh-Bahl herself through the wizard. They defeated a red dragon of Quehalost. That is no small feat.”[/Color] Tindrahk chuckled once more. [Color=Red]“Tahnet, don’t embarrass yourself, and don’t embarrass me for choosing you to be a part of this expedition to Fingerdale. They didn’t defeat the red dragon. A flight of three virtuous dragons from Barghost flew to their aid. The dragons battled one another. If the party had to fight the dragon alone, they would have lost miserably. And that means that there is no way that they could have taken on the wizard. Even if they would have found a way to defeat Allyssa’s master, they would not have been able to get past Ankh-Bahl. They just aren’t that powerful, especially since they would have had to defeat the wizard in a tough battle first.”[/Color] Tahnet began to object again. [Color=Red]“There is a reason you brought me, sir. I can see things.”[/Color] Tindrahk paused for a moment and spoke once more with reason in his voice. [Color=Red]“Indeed. You are a dreamer of dreams and a seer of visions. But think about it. This time your imagination has gotten the best of you. The defeat of Ankh-Bahl at the hands of the puny party from Huetown is ridiculous. Even you must admit that.”[/Color] Tahnet didn’t want to admit it, but he silently nodded. The nod put him in his place. He was submissive to Tindrahk. It was as if he were the omega in a wolf pack that had been forced to expose his vulnerable underbelly. He had voiced his mind, and when he was challenged he had been forced to submit. [Sblock=Color-Free Speech Section] Ischarus and Charis quietly crept down the stairs. They were careful to walk only where the steps joined with the wall. The immediate support of the wall would minimize any squeaking or groaning protests that the bare wooden steps might offer. It didn’t take either of them long to leave the open air and descend to the first level below deck. Ischarus bent low while he was several steps above the floor below the top deck. In effect, he was looking down the ship’s main hallway from just below the ceiling. “It appears to be clear. Perhaps they gave the crew the night off, thinking that the dock guard and the sentries above would be enough. It doesn’t seem right, though. Allyssa knew that we were alive. That’s got to be why she left the surprise just before the docks. She had to know that we would come after her. If she knew that we were coming, why such a lightly protected boat?” Charis whispered in return. “True, but she’d assume that the assassins would have stopped us. They were a tough fight given that they surprised us. Besides, if she’s trying to keep herself and her faith a secret, I’d imagine that posting too many redundant guards would only draw attention from the dock master. At some point she has to assume that we aren’t going to make it this far without her knowing about it.” Ischarus nodded and finished descending the staircase. The hallway was straight, and it appeared that the captain’s quarters were the room at which the hallway terminated on the far end. Just before the captain’s quarters on the right, there was another doorway leading to a staircase descending to the ship’s main storage area. Opposite the hall from that staircase was a door that was closed tight. The rest of the rooms on the ship only had archways and curtains as a means of keeping privacy. This was the first time in Charis’ life that she was aboard ship. “Surely there is more crew aboard ship than the archways indicate.” Ischarus smiled and suppressed the urge to laugh. “Life aboard ship is never dull, and unless you are the captain it is also never private. These sleeping quarters are most likely housing hammocks floor to ceiling. Of course, they’re never full at any one time because on the seas there is always a watch. But yeah, there are many fewer rooms than actual sailors. At that’s assuming that this is a legitimate merchant ship. If this is a ship involved in piracy or smuggling, it’ll have more sailor than that. After all, you’ve got to sail with enough people so that if you lose a bunch in a boarding party you can still set watches afterward.” Charis grinned. “And commandeer the new ship for sale in a nearby harbor, no doubt.” Ischarus shook his head in the negative. “Perhaps, but highly unlikely. After a battle, a good bit of the boarded ship’s hull would be torn apart from the ramming process. If so, it would only slow the smuggling vessel down. Not only that, but if it is a local boat, there is a chance that the dock master might recognize that the ship is no longer under the proper administration. Only if it is seaworthy enough and the captain has enough sailors under him that he can trust will a prize crew be established.” Charis found this aspect of life fascinating. Life at the seas would certainly be much different than her old life in Quehalost or even her new life at Iasho’s villa in Huetown. “So we want the closed door at the end of the hall?” Ischarus nodded as he moved down the hallway. He didn’t want to risk speaking any further. Charis followed him as quietly as she could. Their lack of equipment certainly made it easier to sneak around the ship. The subtle swaying of the boat didn’t make it easy to remain quiet, however. Less than a minute later, Ischarus and Charis flanked the closed door. Ischarus crouched to the right of the door in the slight depression made by the doorway into the captain’s quarters. Charis knelt on the opposite side. They each remained quiet as they listened to the conversation from inside the closed door. A female was speaking, but it was not the voice of Allyssa. “You are no doubt aware that we have lost contact with your master? We have not received direction from Ankh-Bahl recently. Your master was chosen to be her mouthpiece.” Allyssa responded. “Yes, Barrie. I am aware of this fact. While the lack of direction at this crucial time bothers me, it does not have me concerned. We have a job to do, and we will accomplish it.” A deep male voice followed up Allyssa’s comment. “Good. I am glad to hear that you still intend on fulfilling your calling. With the disappearance of Opheiluka, this post was in jeopardy for several days. That is, of course, why we were sent here. If your master was unable to arrange for a replacement, we were going to find a new way to accomplish the plan.” A second male voice continued the explanation of the first. “Yes, Gallahn. That much is obvious. But assuming that Allyssa can fulfill the desires of the Egoist and the Queen of Avarice herself, there is little need for concern and overanalyzing the situation.” The sound of a chair sliding backwards across a wooden plank floor echoed down the ship’s hallway. Gallahn’s voice responded quickly to the one who had followed his speech. “Yes, Tindrahk. If you are satisfied with the wizard’s solution in Allyssa then I will offer no complaint. After all, you are the one who received word from the Egoist to expect Ankh-Bahl.” Another third male voice spoke, and this voice was easily the highest voice in pitch of the three men. “If we can assume that Allyssa will fulfill her destiny, what of the rest of the plan? Ankh-Bahl’s silence is a foreboding omen. When I tried to contact Yrraxea this afternoon for assurance, I was unable to make contact. Her fury was acting as a barrier to my appeal. She is not pleased with our efforts.” Barrie spoke, and it was clear with her tone that she was speaking through a smile and enjoying the opportunity to poke an insult at the man who had just spoken. “Tahnet, you always worry! And your attempts to contact Yrraxea seldom work the way you want them to anyway. Would you have us stop with the plan because your faith isn’t strong enough to reach out to our queen?” Ischarus and Charis smiled as they heard Tahnet’s fist slam down on the table. “You will insult me once more? Remember your rank! When I rise in power, it is you who will need to fall.” Tindrahk let a loud laugh flood over the argument in order to drown out the discussion. “Priest and priestess, if you will listen to me and my dominant rank. Yrraxea is pleased at your devotion to personal gain, even at the expense of each other’s dominance. Your fighting keeps you sharp. But this is not the time for fighting. We are in hostile territory. This port is a stronghold for Reah, and geographically speaking we are not that far from Barghost. While your arguments are entertaining, let us remember that here in this place we are not each other’s enemy. There are greater enemies that we must concern ourselves with first.” Allyssa continued with the argument as Tindrahk paused. “Such as the pests who ransacked my apartment this morning. My master was supposed to deal with them. I do not doubt Ankh-Bahl’s ability to plan and deceive, but for a demonic assassin I was hoping that she would have dealt with this problem already. To leave it up to us is disgraceful. Fortunately, you brought along enough minions to take care of them.” Gallahn again countered Allyssa’s assertion. “Deal with them? You are sure that there was a battle?” A subtle pause in the conversation carried an eerie silence down the hallway. Ischarus and Charis both fought the urge to flee as the conversation completely died out while speaking about the party. The only thing that gave Ischarus and Charis the ability to stay put was the lack of footsteps pounding the wooden floor in the direction of the closed door. After several long seconds, Allyssa’s voice broke the silence. “You mean that you did not spot them watching us as we boarded the boat?” Gallahn responded intensely. “You mean to imply that you did? Why did you say nothing? Tindrahk and I alone could have used Yrraxea’s power right then and there to defeat them! Then we could act in complete confidence!” Another pause followed, but this one was not quite so long. Once more, Allyssa broke the silence. “You would use your dark powers out in the open? And then what would you do? Were you not listening to Tindrahk a moment ago? The town of Fingerdale is a den of followers of Reah. There temple is strong here, and their priests are in command of significant power because the faith of the people is strong. If you would have called upon the powers of Yrraxea out in the public, you would have doomed our plan! If anyone would have observed the act, the priests of Reah would be alerted, and we would have immediately risen to the spot of primary suspect regarding the death of Lord Ironblood. Use your powers in the open and you doom us all.” A slight growl seemed to escape Allyssa’s throat as she turned her speech to the leader of the priests of Yrraxea. “Tindrahk, perhaps Barrie should not descend down as Tahnet suggests. Perhaps Barrie should ascend and take the place of Gallahn. Your second shows little ability to understand his impact in the world. While I could care less for his personal gain or safety, the fact that his rashness could impact my standing displeases me.” Tindrahk was now in an awkward place. Allyssa had called upon him to either support her claim or denounce her assertiveness. He knew that her argument was correct, but if he chastised Gallahn he would be lending credence to Allyssa’s assertion that Barrie should rise in power. The two were not necessarily as connected as they should be. Gallahn was being rash, but Allyssa seemed to have a vendetta against Gallahn that he could not ignore. Instead, he refused to allow himself to become triangulated in between his loyal followers. Instead, he would chastise Allyssa. His chair scraped backwards as he rose to a standing position. He thumped the table hard with his hand and there was anger in his voice. “Know your place, assassin. Do not attempt to come between me and those who have sworn loyalty to Yrraxea underneath my temple in Tongra. You will not inflate egos where they should not be inflated for the purpose of fueling your own vendetta against my second. Gallahn and Barrie are good servants, and they serve where they serve for a reason. I will not allow the field assassin of another Yrraxean to drive a nail of jealousy into my command. They will settle their own hierarchy issues without your envious influence.” Another uncomfortable pause followed. Gallahn, Barrie, and Tahnet were not about to speak while their own master was caught in the rage. Allyssa was also not about to respond and risk feeling the great wrath of an Yrraxean high priest. Instead, it was Tindrahk who continued the conversation. As he continued to speak, the anger diffused out of his voice. “Gallahn, she is right. Your action would have been rash. Your devotion and desire is commendable, but your lack of tactics would certainly have doomed us all. Learn the lesson that you have been taught. As for you, Allyssa, just do your job. Kill Lord Ironblood at the appointed time. And do it with the Ephistaemi daggers as planned.” Outside the room, Ischarus and Charis exchanged confused glances. The Yrraxeans were using Ephistaemi daggers in their actions. That sentence echoed back to the information gleaned from the wizard of Eberdeen. That information took their minds back to the smoldering remains of the villa in Huetown. Tahnet was not about to let his name continue in the shame that Barrie had cast it. “And what of this party? Your master brought them into the plan by requiring them to go to Quehalost for the Arum Dracunculus. The drug was necessary so that the Yrraxeans would not be doing the killing and leaving a trace behind in many places. In fact, the only true Yrraxean to partake in an assassination was in Eberdeen. The rest of the murders were to be accomplished through the Arum Dracunculus and the Ephistaemi daggers. But when your master was unable to destroy the party through Opheiluka, much was complicated. They know enough to be dangerous, and they have not been dealt with to our knowledge.” Allyssa began to speak, but Tahnet was not finished. “The fact that you saw them enter the building that your apartment is in does not bode well for us. The fact that your apartment was ransacked after you sent one of your own assassins in does not bode well, either.” Tindrahk was growing impatient. “What are you getting at, Tahnet?” Tahnet spoke his mind cleanly. “Most of you think that I have too much dreamer in me. You think that my imagination is too great. I can see it in how my warning to you all about Yrraxea’s wrath was dismissed. But it matters not, really. I think the wizard of Eberdeen has been compromised. If they knew to look for Allyssa, then they had to get that information through the wizard. They had to get that information through Ankh-Bahl. If they knew to look for Allyssa, then they knew to look for the rest of the servants of Ankh-Bahl as well. What if the whole mission is compromised? What if that is the reason why Yrraxea would only shield herself from me with her wrath when I tried to contact her?” Allyssa chuckled, and she was quickly joined by Tindrahk and Barrie. After they had laughed for a few seconds, even Gallahn began to laugh. Allyssa replied to Tahnet’s warning first. “You think that a bunch of nothing fighters from the backwater village of Huetown could take on Yrraxea’s personal demonic assassin and win? Oh, come now, Tahnet. I know that you are a half-breed, but certainly one of parents gave you access to a brain. Either your human or elf parent had to have taught you some ability to think. Those freedom fighters from Huetown are nothing but glorified thieves. They sneak through the tunnels and use guerilla tactics, and that is the only way that they do anything remotely capable of being called winning.” Ischarus and Charis couldn’t help but smile at the fact that their resourcefulness was being mocked and underestimated. They knew that Tahnet’s instincts had led him down the path of truth, but the vanity of the others wouldn’t let them listen. From the perspective of Ischarus and Charis, the conversation had just gotten interesting. Tahnet objected once more. “You heard the report from Ankh-Bahl herself through the wizard. They defeated a red dragon of Quehalost. That is no small feat.” Tindrahk chuckled once more. “Tahnet, don’t embarrass yourself, and don’t embarrass me for choosing you to be a part of this expedition to Fingerdale. They didn’t defeat the red dragon. A flight of three virtuous dragons from Barghost flew to their aid. The dragons battled one another. If the party had to fight the dragon alone, they would have lost miserably. And that means that there is no way that they could have taken on the wizard. Even if they would have found a way to defeat Allyssa’s master, they would not have been able to get past Ankh-Bahl. They just aren’t that powerful, especially since they would have had to defeat the wizard in a tough battle first.” Tahnet began to object again. “There is a reason you brought me, sir. I can see things.” Tindrahk paused for a moment and spoke once more with reason in his voice. “Indeed. You are a dreamer of dreams and a seer of visions. But think about it. This time your imagination has gotten the best of you. The defeat of Ankh-Bahl at the hands of the puny party from Huetown is ridiculous. Even you must admit that.” Tahnet didn’t want to admit it, but he silently nodded. The nod put him in his place. He was submissive to Tindrahk. It was as if he were the omega in a wolf pack that had been forced to expose his vulnerable underbelly. He had voiced his mind, and when he was challenged he had been forced to submit. [/Sblock] [/QUOTE]
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