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Nightfall
Sage of the Scarred Lands
Ban and Varl
Discussions, Introductions, and Dark Prophecy abound
After his meeting with Janus, Ban, though troubled, decided to head back to the Weary Pilgrim. He would then see what trouble Varl had gotten himself into. Ban could always count on Varl on finding some way to annoy the wrong person or just do something that would attract undue attention to himself. The sky was clear, crisp and yet very, very warm, as the sun beat down and a hot wind drifted from the Ukrudan Desert. The street he took back toward the Weary Pilgrim was not as busy as it had been, but then Ban noticed the light had faded slightly. "Probably close to dusk." He thought to himself.
Ban trotted the horse to the Pilgrim and there, had the stable boy take care of his horse. Inside the place was alive with the sounds of drink, food and conversation. With his keen elven sight, Ban spots Varl sitting at a table, eating bread and cheese and drinking ale. Ban waves to his friend and calls out loudly, over the din
"Ho, Varl!"
Varl_Kadek turns and waves back. He then gestures for Ban to join him at the table. Ban_Stormwatcher, after negotiating past a couple customers and sits down. Immediately one of the barmaids comes over to them. Ban orders a Darakenee ale and some cheese.
Varl smiles to his friend "Glad you could join back up with me Ban. I have an interesting proposition I wanted to share with you."
Ban inquires, as he watches the barmaid leave, "Oh really? What is it?"
Varl chuckles and his eyes light up in a way that tells Ban trouble found Varl.
"What would you say if I said I was just given a lucrative job offer by a mysterious stranger clad entirely in black?"
Ban sighs and then says steadily "I say then to be wary, my friend."
Ban gets a feeling that this sounds "meeting" sounds familiar. It reminds him of stories about titanspawn trying to hide themselves from others in many civilized places.
Ban then listens as Varl speaks again
Varl nods and comments, "I am wary and no one's fool my friend. Actually, I am quite certain he'll try to double cross me some how. But I'll be ready for him."
Ban notices a tall comely looking female human, sitting at a table with another human male, apparently talking to each other. As Ban watches, she turns at looks at him, in a strange way. Ban nods to Varl, and with a small turn of his head motions Varl to turn around.
As he does so, Ban comments, "That one seems a fair beauty, for a human, eh Varl?"
Varl, looking over his shoulder, sees the human female. He then turns his head back, nods to his companion, grinning broadly as he does.
Ban then inquires. "This mysterious stranger, did you see his face?"
Varl replied "No, he covered it with a hood, claiming it was an effective disguise. He also had a strange voice. I think he might have something more to hide than a distinctive birthmark."
Ban comments to both Varl and himself "That's very suspicious."
Ban lowers his voice and motions for Varl to lean in. "I've heard tales of titanspawn about."
Varl nods "As have I."
Ban nods and continues "Even filthy slitheren - the worst of that blighted lot apparently are running around in this city unabated."
Varl nods and then says "But... about the job offer. He wishes me to plunder a hidden stash of items. Apparently, there are traps and guards. I need something called a citizen's token to pass the..."
Ban hears what Varl is saying… but his eyes are still on the human female. She is definitely look at them both closely and trying to over hear them in the din of the common room. He also sees a small chain around her neck and notes a small medallion attached to the chain. Ban is a little surprised to see that it's a holy symbol, that of Hedrada, the Lawgiver, the god of Justice, Wealth and Knowledge.
Ban smiles at woman who then smiles back sweetly. Ban then calls out and waves her over. The woman blushes but she then stands and walks over. Ban inclines his head and then says "Hello, lass. It seems you've taken an interest in our conversation?"
The woman, coyly smiles and say "It is a very interesting things you speak of, can you blame me good sir? I have good ears and I try to keep my mind open to all things."
Varl pauses and turns around to look at the woman behind him.
Ban nods "Hmm, I suppose not. I see that you serve the Judge. I take you have an interest in knowing many things then?"
The woman nods "I do. However I find it better to gain knowledge by being charitable. It is hard to speak to people while standing up. Do you mind if I have a seat?"
Varl mutters to himself and frowns "Eavesdropping? Can't a man have a private conversation in a tavern anymore?"
Ban shoots a dirty look at Varl and then offers a welcoming smile and extends his hand to indicate she should sit between
them "Ah, excuse my friend and myself rudeness. Please do sit You are welcome here, of course."
The woman grabs a chair and takes a seat between Ban and Varl.
Ban introduces himself to the woman, "I am Ban Stormwatcher, and my somewhat surly friend is known as Varl Kadek."
The human woman nods to each of you and then smiles. "I am Tinsia Ferio, servant of Hedrada. Over there is my friend Kerrick"
She points to the human male she was sitting with over in the far corner. The man is slightly injured and dress much like some kind of guard. He is nursing mug of ale. He sees Tinsia point to him. He waves to the group and then continues back to his drink.
Ban nods and smiles "Welcome to our table, Tinsia. Your friend Kerrick is welcome as well." Ban then waves to Kerrick and motions him to join them. Kerrick sees this and waves back, but in a gesture that tells Ban he's much preferring where he is.
Tinsia then puts out a hand, appearing to explain "My friend, Kerrick was injured and thus the bandages. They told me that he will have be off duty for while, to recuperate. But to show his and my good will, I will buy you the next round."
Varl mutters to what seems to be no one in particular "Yes, he is welcome... Heck, why not invite the entire tavern to share an ale with us...?
Ban shoots Varl another dirty look and then says to Tinsia in a more pleasant tone, "Ah. That's regrettable. Many thanks for the ale, though."
Varl smiles wryly but says nothing.
Ban notices his friend's distrust and then says "Can you not see that he's a guardsman, Varl? I doubt he could mean us any harm. Besides, it would not hurt to become friendly with some of the guards. Especially if we're end up stay here for a goodly while."
Varl again says nothing but appears still untrusting.
At that moment Tinsia seems to be ill, or at least distracted. She then goes into a small trance and speaks in a voice not her own. "You are both under the Shadow of the Ones that would Rise. Be warned"
Ban blinks his eyes and his faces grows a little cold, but other wise, shows no other outward signs of astonishment. Ban does check around…and feels that no one else notices this incident but himself and Varl. Varl raises an eyebrow at this… Tinsia quickly comes out of her trance and then appears to be very white and upset.
"I am sorry, I think I must lie down for a while. Please excuse me." She goes over to Kerrick and talks to him for a moment and then head away up the stairs.
Varl looks at the departing woman with a mixture of suspicion and disbelief at the incident that just now occurred.
Varl notes in a slightly grim humor "Well... She's a strange one."
Ban, mulling over what just occurred, speaks "If I'm not mistaken, 'The Ones that Would Rise" is a reference to the Titans." Ban pauses, as if taking it in…and then speaks "If so, that's quite troubling. Perhaps we should speak with our new acquaintance later on this evening."
Varl nods "Well that's not good. But I think we should discuss what we both have learned."
Ban nods "Agreed. You first. You were talking about the job…?"
Varl nods and then proceeds to outlines the offer of employment he was given to Ban.
Ban appears troubled by this, as his primary concern has always been Vesh and it's allies, especially Vera-Tre.
Ban then explains to Varl his feelings in no small detail. "I'm not a mercenary, Varl, and I have my duty with the Vigil to see to, as well."
Varl nods "Of course. That doesn't mean however we can't make a profit here and there. I mean I don't care much for Calastia and it's policies but someone has to look out for him or herself as well. I mean I'm not a hero out of legend Ban. Just a poor half elf trying toe eke out a living as best I can."
Ban nods "Of course Varl, but I just had to explain my position. It's a risky thing, trying to chase down treasure. Especially when there might be titanspawn involved.
Varl nods "So what about you? What information have you come up with?"
Ban_Stormwatcher outlines what he was told about the slitheren in Hollowfaust.
Varl shudders and nods "That is worrying Ban. But even so, doesn't deter my goal of finding out just where this map leads. My plan is simple. Get the items, and then have someone with a bow hiding in the shadows when I'm turning them over."
Ban smirks "You always were a great thinker Varl."
Varl smiles "I know but that's what great thinkers do, they think simply." He sips his ale and nibbles, as they continue to discuss their information...
Now I, Nightfall, pause the tale for now, as the strange and deepening darkness surround our heroes. For now it seems shadow, fur, and claw align against them…but more will be revealed, much of it troubling. Will our heroes though be able to see it? Perhaps new allies can shed light into their darkness…or only bring them further into danger and death…? Stay tuned.
Discussions, Introductions, and Dark Prophecy abound
After his meeting with Janus, Ban, though troubled, decided to head back to the Weary Pilgrim. He would then see what trouble Varl had gotten himself into. Ban could always count on Varl on finding some way to annoy the wrong person or just do something that would attract undue attention to himself. The sky was clear, crisp and yet very, very warm, as the sun beat down and a hot wind drifted from the Ukrudan Desert. The street he took back toward the Weary Pilgrim was not as busy as it had been, but then Ban noticed the light had faded slightly. "Probably close to dusk." He thought to himself.
Ban trotted the horse to the Pilgrim and there, had the stable boy take care of his horse. Inside the place was alive with the sounds of drink, food and conversation. With his keen elven sight, Ban spots Varl sitting at a table, eating bread and cheese and drinking ale. Ban waves to his friend and calls out loudly, over the din
"Ho, Varl!"
Varl_Kadek turns and waves back. He then gestures for Ban to join him at the table. Ban_Stormwatcher, after negotiating past a couple customers and sits down. Immediately one of the barmaids comes over to them. Ban orders a Darakenee ale and some cheese.
Varl smiles to his friend "Glad you could join back up with me Ban. I have an interesting proposition I wanted to share with you."
Ban inquires, as he watches the barmaid leave, "Oh really? What is it?"
Varl chuckles and his eyes light up in a way that tells Ban trouble found Varl.
"What would you say if I said I was just given a lucrative job offer by a mysterious stranger clad entirely in black?"
Ban sighs and then says steadily "I say then to be wary, my friend."
Ban gets a feeling that this sounds "meeting" sounds familiar. It reminds him of stories about titanspawn trying to hide themselves from others in many civilized places.
Ban then listens as Varl speaks again
Varl nods and comments, "I am wary and no one's fool my friend. Actually, I am quite certain he'll try to double cross me some how. But I'll be ready for him."
Ban notices a tall comely looking female human, sitting at a table with another human male, apparently talking to each other. As Ban watches, she turns at looks at him, in a strange way. Ban nods to Varl, and with a small turn of his head motions Varl to turn around.
As he does so, Ban comments, "That one seems a fair beauty, for a human, eh Varl?"
Varl, looking over his shoulder, sees the human female. He then turns his head back, nods to his companion, grinning broadly as he does.
Ban then inquires. "This mysterious stranger, did you see his face?"
Varl replied "No, he covered it with a hood, claiming it was an effective disguise. He also had a strange voice. I think he might have something more to hide than a distinctive birthmark."
Ban comments to both Varl and himself "That's very suspicious."
Ban lowers his voice and motions for Varl to lean in. "I've heard tales of titanspawn about."
Varl nods "As have I."
Ban nods and continues "Even filthy slitheren - the worst of that blighted lot apparently are running around in this city unabated."
Varl nods and then says "But... about the job offer. He wishes me to plunder a hidden stash of items. Apparently, there are traps and guards. I need something called a citizen's token to pass the..."
Ban hears what Varl is saying… but his eyes are still on the human female. She is definitely look at them both closely and trying to over hear them in the din of the common room. He also sees a small chain around her neck and notes a small medallion attached to the chain. Ban is a little surprised to see that it's a holy symbol, that of Hedrada, the Lawgiver, the god of Justice, Wealth and Knowledge.
Ban smiles at woman who then smiles back sweetly. Ban then calls out and waves her over. The woman blushes but she then stands and walks over. Ban inclines his head and then says "Hello, lass. It seems you've taken an interest in our conversation?"
The woman, coyly smiles and say "It is a very interesting things you speak of, can you blame me good sir? I have good ears and I try to keep my mind open to all things."
Varl pauses and turns around to look at the woman behind him.
Ban nods "Hmm, I suppose not. I see that you serve the Judge. I take you have an interest in knowing many things then?"
The woman nods "I do. However I find it better to gain knowledge by being charitable. It is hard to speak to people while standing up. Do you mind if I have a seat?"
Varl mutters to himself and frowns "Eavesdropping? Can't a man have a private conversation in a tavern anymore?"
Ban shoots a dirty look at Varl and then offers a welcoming smile and extends his hand to indicate she should sit between
them "Ah, excuse my friend and myself rudeness. Please do sit You are welcome here, of course."
The woman grabs a chair and takes a seat between Ban and Varl.
Ban introduces himself to the woman, "I am Ban Stormwatcher, and my somewhat surly friend is known as Varl Kadek."
The human woman nods to each of you and then smiles. "I am Tinsia Ferio, servant of Hedrada. Over there is my friend Kerrick"
She points to the human male she was sitting with over in the far corner. The man is slightly injured and dress much like some kind of guard. He is nursing mug of ale. He sees Tinsia point to him. He waves to the group and then continues back to his drink.
Ban nods and smiles "Welcome to our table, Tinsia. Your friend Kerrick is welcome as well." Ban then waves to Kerrick and motions him to join them. Kerrick sees this and waves back, but in a gesture that tells Ban he's much preferring where he is.
Tinsia then puts out a hand, appearing to explain "My friend, Kerrick was injured and thus the bandages. They told me that he will have be off duty for while, to recuperate. But to show his and my good will, I will buy you the next round."
Varl mutters to what seems to be no one in particular "Yes, he is welcome... Heck, why not invite the entire tavern to share an ale with us...?
Ban shoots Varl another dirty look and then says to Tinsia in a more pleasant tone, "Ah. That's regrettable. Many thanks for the ale, though."
Varl smiles wryly but says nothing.
Ban notices his friend's distrust and then says "Can you not see that he's a guardsman, Varl? I doubt he could mean us any harm. Besides, it would not hurt to become friendly with some of the guards. Especially if we're end up stay here for a goodly while."
Varl again says nothing but appears still untrusting.
At that moment Tinsia seems to be ill, or at least distracted. She then goes into a small trance and speaks in a voice not her own. "You are both under the Shadow of the Ones that would Rise. Be warned"
Ban blinks his eyes and his faces grows a little cold, but other wise, shows no other outward signs of astonishment. Ban does check around…and feels that no one else notices this incident but himself and Varl. Varl raises an eyebrow at this… Tinsia quickly comes out of her trance and then appears to be very white and upset.
"I am sorry, I think I must lie down for a while. Please excuse me." She goes over to Kerrick and talks to him for a moment and then head away up the stairs.
Varl looks at the departing woman with a mixture of suspicion and disbelief at the incident that just now occurred.
Varl notes in a slightly grim humor "Well... She's a strange one."
Ban, mulling over what just occurred, speaks "If I'm not mistaken, 'The Ones that Would Rise" is a reference to the Titans." Ban pauses, as if taking it in…and then speaks "If so, that's quite troubling. Perhaps we should speak with our new acquaintance later on this evening."
Varl nods "Well that's not good. But I think we should discuss what we both have learned."
Ban nods "Agreed. You first. You were talking about the job…?"
Varl nods and then proceeds to outlines the offer of employment he was given to Ban.
Ban appears troubled by this, as his primary concern has always been Vesh and it's allies, especially Vera-Tre.
Ban then explains to Varl his feelings in no small detail. "I'm not a mercenary, Varl, and I have my duty with the Vigil to see to, as well."
Varl nods "Of course. That doesn't mean however we can't make a profit here and there. I mean I don't care much for Calastia and it's policies but someone has to look out for him or herself as well. I mean I'm not a hero out of legend Ban. Just a poor half elf trying toe eke out a living as best I can."
Ban nods "Of course Varl, but I just had to explain my position. It's a risky thing, trying to chase down treasure. Especially when there might be titanspawn involved.
Varl nods "So what about you? What information have you come up with?"
Ban_Stormwatcher outlines what he was told about the slitheren in Hollowfaust.
Varl shudders and nods "That is worrying Ban. But even so, doesn't deter my goal of finding out just where this map leads. My plan is simple. Get the items, and then have someone with a bow hiding in the shadows when I'm turning them over."
Ban smirks "You always were a great thinker Varl."
Varl smiles "I know but that's what great thinkers do, they think simply." He sips his ale and nibbles, as they continue to discuss their information...
Now I, Nightfall, pause the tale for now, as the strange and deepening darkness surround our heroes. For now it seems shadow, fur, and claw align against them…but more will be revealed, much of it troubling. Will our heroes though be able to see it? Perhaps new allies can shed light into their darkness…or only bring them further into danger and death…? Stay tuned.
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Nightfall
Sage of the Scarred Lands
Ban and Varl
Shadow Figures, Dark News, Rumors and Treasure
At that moment another strange person appears. A tall lithe human male with dark hair and lidless black eyes, he was dressed in fine black silks, as well as wearing black leather armor. He appears to be a very focused individual, by his quick and decisive manners toward the barmaid that came up to him. Ban could see this was not your typical wanderlusting traveler or wandering merchant. He talks smoothly to the innkeeper, who then points in the direction of both Varl and himself for some reason, Ban could not figure out.
Ban hold ups his hand and then motions Varl to turn his head toward the front of the inn. Varl turns, looking at the tall fellow that just now appeared.
Ban, in a soft but still audible whisper, hisses "Varl, do you see the man at the counter?"
Varl nods, and replies in a lower tone but with certainty. "Yep. That's one's trouble."
Ban nods "Aye, my thought as well."
The man calmly glides across the room. He seems to be walking almost as if on air. He passes many of the patrons without a hint of touching them. The man's calm, confident strides belie his obvious natural grace. He almost appears elvish by his walk, yet he still looked human enough. He then stands over the table; his sable black silks and nearly bland features seem to make him appear to be more of shadow than substance.
The man clears his throat and speaks in a clipped yet precise Ledean tongue. "Are you Ban Stormwatcher and Varl Kadek?"
Ban stands and Varl joins him, as both grasp their hilt of their weapons, and then nod wordlessly.
The man smiles "Allow me to introduce myself then. I am Yarblik Runn, servant to the Lady of Shadows."
Ban narrows his eyes and Varl appears to be gripping his falchion tighter.
Yarblick nods and speaks "I think I have some information that might be important...for both of you." He seems to read both Ban's and Varl's mistrust of him. "I think I should clarify. I serve Drendari, not Belsameth, the Hag-Queen of Darkness."
Varl nods and relaxes slight. "Well, now... We seem to be attracting all sorts of strange folk tonight..."
Yarblick gives off an easy smile and then takes a seat. "Yes well, you are not our typical lot." Yarblik chuckles to himself and then stop suddenly as he sees the joke is not taken by the duo. "Forgive me I don't mean to make light of your troubles. I come for exchange of information."
Varl still mistrusting and not sure what the deal is says in a troubled and slightly angry voice. "Who says we have troubles?"
Yarblick diplomatically nods and then waves them down. Ban and Varl both sit. Yarblick in a less condescending tone says, "Well I know for one that the individual you spoke with Varl is a member of a small group, whom I and my brethren believe are in league with Penumbral Lords." Varl shifts uncomfortably. "I know this for a certainly as one of you spoke took was followed and I know that individual works with someone I and my colleagues to be involved with these Penumbral Lords."
Varl nods and frowns. He taps his falchion as he does so, his distress growing slightly. "That black-cloaked fellow, that's who you are talking about."
Ban frowns and makes a sign against evil. "Penumbral Lords. Clearly, the situation here in Hollowfaust is more complex than we had anticipated."
Yarblick nods. "Aye. Well it's just a smaller number of individuals in a very small group. I believe it only to be one individual that's an actual Penumbral Lord. Normally we wouldn't tell you, just deal with this problem quietly...but since you have attracted this group's attention, and I know of your other companions, I thought it best to warn you."
Varl says nothing but its apparent he's not liking the direction of this conversation.
Yarblick continues onward as he takes the silence for a need for more information. "This particular group of Penumbral lords are vying for control with the other group that lies far to the east, in the Keldars."
Ban nods "My thanks, Yarblick. Perhaps I have misjudged your Lady."
Yarblik smiles "Well she's not known for her kindness' I'll grant you, but her enemies are mine, and I know you not to be one of them. But the one you spoke with, the cloaked individual, I and my colleagues fear, is nothing more than a go between, a power broker if you will. He/she serves another group who wishes to use the Penumbral Lord's magics against the city. The Disciples of the Abyss are aware of them...but cannot just yet move against them."
Both Ban and Varl are shocked by these revelations.
Yarblick continues unhindered. "We are still as yet unsure of the reasons for wanting such magics...but again it bodes ill for most here."
Varl, apparently coming out of his revels asks "You know something of the items he wants?"
Yarblick nods and then replies in a calm, unattached tone. "Aye. It's a small cache of magic items that belongs to no one. They were originally some personal effects left here by Taason, the former head of the Disciples of the Abyss. Few have dared to enter there though. They are guarded by undead that have been bound into his service even after all these years."
Varl then says, "The cloaked fellow says they are worth a rather significant sum, for a small cache."
Yarblick nods in assent. "They would be, to some. They are mostly some old journals and a few magic items that control and bind undead. No one wants them since there's plenty of undead now."
Ban asks in a very inquisitive voice. "Mostly?"
Yarblick pauses and then says, "Well there is one rumor. It's not confirmed but it's said that he also left behind a staff, one Taason wielded during the Divine War and once in the defense of the city. This staff was used to bind undead, empowering the staff as well as summoning vast amounts of negative energy."
Varl pauses and smiles, seeing coins float by. "This staff would be very powerful, then?"
Yarblick responds to Varl's question. "Aye. But it's never been found or confirmed. It's probably worth at least a couple kings' ransoms. But you'll not catch me going near there for that small thing."
Ban mutters to himself in disbelief. "This tale grows stranger by the minute."
Varl nods but still sees much loot in his mind's eye. "Yes, you'd think someone is playing a very elaborate prank on us..."
Yarblick doesn't comment on that but does say. "I only know that this group, the ones working with the Penumbral Lord, are not friendly to any of non-divine origin. So be wary."
Varl " The clocked figure also says the undead can be passed with a citizen's token."
Ban raises an eyebrow at the non-divine origin comment, but lets it lie.
Yarblick mulls it over for a moment and then nods. "Mmm, well that makes sense. The token might allow someone to pass through the city unharmed." Yarblick then frowns. "But the two main guards, have orders to kill on sight. I should know. I lost one of my operatives to that beastie. So I don't know why they'd insist on you having them, other than to get through to the Ghost Quarter."
Varl nods and then says. "But the rest would have to be dealt with the old-fashioned way."
Yarblick replies "Perhaps. But I doubt there's any in the city save the Sovereign Council that could get past it...perhaps the Order of Silver. They just got a new Chapterhouse here. But even they would not think to disturb such a place."
Both Varl and Ban appear bewildered. Finally Varl waves his hand "Alright Yarblick, if that's you're name, I think both Ban and I want to know just why you want us? I mean sure, this is a nice tale, and I for one won't be held up by any prospect for a chance at great wealth. But I'd like to know just why you are helping us. That along might make us more inclined to trust you."
Ban nods "Agreed. My friend has the right of it."
Yarblick nods "I understand. My concern here is to find and do away with this Penumbral Lord. The man calls himself the Shadow King. He and his small band have worked their way into Hollowfaust. I, and other followers of Drendari, abhor this Shadow King existence. We also abhor the existence of all Penumbral lords as they act much like many other power mad wizards, living to use their magics for their own purposes. In this case, using shadow magic to possibly enslave and rule all. So we have come here, both to ensure a new shrine for our goddess, as well as to fight them."
Ban "And what does your fight with these Penumbral Lords have to do with us?"
Yarblick "If you'd let me explain, I feel in that it is in both our interests to help each other. You do not wish to cause ill to any and I don't wish to see harm to come to the city. There is where our interests cross. I only wanted to warn you because I felt that perhaps you could be of use in ridding us of what ever wants these treasures of Taason. Also perhaps you can aid us in finding out the location of the Shadow King's minions. Perhaps helping us find the Shadow King's Lair if you are so fortunate.
Varl asks again "What about the staff, is there anything more that might lead you to believe it exist?"
Yarblick nods "I think the fact they are hiring outside help might indicate that. As I said, other than the staff, there is little of interest to anyone...except maybe an ambitious spellcaster. But those are few and far between here. Other than the Shadow King of course."
Varl nods and pointedly states, "But, of course, the cloaked fellow serves a bunch of them..."
Yarblick "Mayhaps. But I think, again, the figure works for this other group I mean. Possibly out of an interest to aid the Shadow King for whatever reason. I ask you to be cautious when doing this deed. I do recommend you do this, for no one other than the guardians there will stop you or hurt you. But I also would say that you tell me through an associate of mine whether your quest was successful or not. Perhaps then we can help each other ascertain the identity of this strange band."
Varl nods but speaks with out enthusiasm "Yes, perhaps..."
Yarblick now pauses and tries to be a bit more friendly without being overtly so. "I can answer some questions you might have about the city, as I know its workings quite well. I mustn't tarry long, however."
Varl then asks his burning question "Now, how can I get one of these citizen's tokens?"
Yarblick smirks and then says, "Ah those! Well why would you want one firstly? They are usually reserved only for the citizens of Hollowfaust so they can walk about at night...not that many of them do."
Varl nods and explains "As the cloaked chap said, it would help pass the undead. If I have to fight a large one, I'd prefer not be scratched by the smaller ones first."
Yarblick nods "Right well I think he was thinking about the patrols...did he say that it would allow you pass by the guardians?"
Varl quickly replies "Yes. He was spinning a yarn there, then?"
Yarblick purses his lips together and then replies with a hint of wonderment "Interesting...but I guess it would make sense. Taason wasn't much for company but he did enjoy experimenting on people...perhaps that's what the papers were for." Yarblick pauses, thinking and then replies "Perhaps. Perhaps not. I can't say for sure. No one has actually thought of doing that. We all assumed they were just told to guard and let only Taason pass. But if it would assuage your fears of me, I can get you one...for a small price."
Varl sighs and frowns. "How small? I've already paid a quite largish sum for the map, and I'd like to eat tomorrow."
Yarblick smiles and waves his hand in a gesture to indicate no trouble. "No more than 10 gold. I'll need as much to bribe some people. But don't worry about that. I would worry more about your necks."
Yarblick then asks "Really? How much? I'd be willing to compensate you for half if I could borrow the map for a short time. Just so I have copy."
Varl" Too much, I'm beginning to think."
Varl pushes ten gold over the table to the man.
Yarblick quickly takes the gold and smiles " Thank you my friend. Now how much to part for the map. I only need four hours with it to do a copy. I can return with that and your tokens in that time."
Varl slowly says, "Well, I paid a hundred gold..." He then digs the map from his pocket and unrolls it on the table.
Yarblick nods "Well then I'll give you five platinum obolous for it. I think that should satisfy your lost gold in no small way."
Yarblick then sees the map and mutters "Mmm"
He appears quite interested in this map, looking it over very carefully. Yarblick then says offhandedly. "This is quite fascinating...I've not seen a map drawn quite this way...It won't add to the time…but it does give me some ideas...I'll be back as I said within four hours with your tokens.""
Varl nods. "Good. And I'd have those platinums now, if it isn't too much bother..."
Yarblick takes the maps, rolls up and hides in his clock. He then chuckles and slaps his head. "Oh yes. Silly me! I'm sorry just this map fascinated me. Here you are." He hands over 5 platinum obolous; each marked with the sigil of Hollowfaust on one side, the other a skeletal hand.
Yarblick smiles "There. I hope are business is concluded for now. I do hope this show of my generous nature makes you trust me a little more. I'm off. And I'll be back in four hours." He stands up and walks out, bidding the propertriss a quick farewell as well.
Ban mutters "Not sure I truly trust this man, Varl."
Varl nods "True, but he pays well. In any case I think I'd trust Yarblick a lot further than our cloaked friend. Especially if what Yarblick says is true."
Ban only nods and comments "I hope that Silas and Opheila are making out better than the two of us..."
And now, I, Nightfall the Sage, pause again our tale as the shadow draw deeper. The plot grows, and enemies and allies walk close by our stalwart heroes. Can they find truth when all is lies? Or will they find their own shining beacon to light the way? n place were the dead walk, what hope do they have of finding a relic long lost? Stay tuned and see...
Shadow Figures, Dark News, Rumors and Treasure
At that moment another strange person appears. A tall lithe human male with dark hair and lidless black eyes, he was dressed in fine black silks, as well as wearing black leather armor. He appears to be a very focused individual, by his quick and decisive manners toward the barmaid that came up to him. Ban could see this was not your typical wanderlusting traveler or wandering merchant. He talks smoothly to the innkeeper, who then points in the direction of both Varl and himself for some reason, Ban could not figure out.
Ban hold ups his hand and then motions Varl to turn his head toward the front of the inn. Varl turns, looking at the tall fellow that just now appeared.
Ban, in a soft but still audible whisper, hisses "Varl, do you see the man at the counter?"
Varl nods, and replies in a lower tone but with certainty. "Yep. That's one's trouble."
Ban nods "Aye, my thought as well."
The man calmly glides across the room. He seems to be walking almost as if on air. He passes many of the patrons without a hint of touching them. The man's calm, confident strides belie his obvious natural grace. He almost appears elvish by his walk, yet he still looked human enough. He then stands over the table; his sable black silks and nearly bland features seem to make him appear to be more of shadow than substance.
The man clears his throat and speaks in a clipped yet precise Ledean tongue. "Are you Ban Stormwatcher and Varl Kadek?"
Ban stands and Varl joins him, as both grasp their hilt of their weapons, and then nod wordlessly.
The man smiles "Allow me to introduce myself then. I am Yarblik Runn, servant to the Lady of Shadows."
Ban narrows his eyes and Varl appears to be gripping his falchion tighter.
Yarblick nods and speaks "I think I have some information that might be important...for both of you." He seems to read both Ban's and Varl's mistrust of him. "I think I should clarify. I serve Drendari, not Belsameth, the Hag-Queen of Darkness."
Varl nods and relaxes slight. "Well, now... We seem to be attracting all sorts of strange folk tonight..."
Yarblick gives off an easy smile and then takes a seat. "Yes well, you are not our typical lot." Yarblik chuckles to himself and then stop suddenly as he sees the joke is not taken by the duo. "Forgive me I don't mean to make light of your troubles. I come for exchange of information."
Varl still mistrusting and not sure what the deal is says in a troubled and slightly angry voice. "Who says we have troubles?"
Yarblick diplomatically nods and then waves them down. Ban and Varl both sit. Yarblick in a less condescending tone says, "Well I know for one that the individual you spoke with Varl is a member of a small group, whom I and my brethren believe are in league with Penumbral Lords." Varl shifts uncomfortably. "I know this for a certainly as one of you spoke took was followed and I know that individual works with someone I and my colleagues to be involved with these Penumbral Lords."
Varl nods and frowns. He taps his falchion as he does so, his distress growing slightly. "That black-cloaked fellow, that's who you are talking about."
Ban frowns and makes a sign against evil. "Penumbral Lords. Clearly, the situation here in Hollowfaust is more complex than we had anticipated."
Yarblick nods. "Aye. Well it's just a smaller number of individuals in a very small group. I believe it only to be one individual that's an actual Penumbral Lord. Normally we wouldn't tell you, just deal with this problem quietly...but since you have attracted this group's attention, and I know of your other companions, I thought it best to warn you."
Varl says nothing but its apparent he's not liking the direction of this conversation.
Yarblick continues onward as he takes the silence for a need for more information. "This particular group of Penumbral lords are vying for control with the other group that lies far to the east, in the Keldars."
Ban nods "My thanks, Yarblick. Perhaps I have misjudged your Lady."
Yarblik smiles "Well she's not known for her kindness' I'll grant you, but her enemies are mine, and I know you not to be one of them. But the one you spoke with, the cloaked individual, I and my colleagues fear, is nothing more than a go between, a power broker if you will. He/she serves another group who wishes to use the Penumbral Lord's magics against the city. The Disciples of the Abyss are aware of them...but cannot just yet move against them."
Both Ban and Varl are shocked by these revelations.
Yarblick continues unhindered. "We are still as yet unsure of the reasons for wanting such magics...but again it bodes ill for most here."
Varl, apparently coming out of his revels asks "You know something of the items he wants?"
Yarblick nods and then replies in a calm, unattached tone. "Aye. It's a small cache of magic items that belongs to no one. They were originally some personal effects left here by Taason, the former head of the Disciples of the Abyss. Few have dared to enter there though. They are guarded by undead that have been bound into his service even after all these years."
Varl then says, "The cloaked fellow says they are worth a rather significant sum, for a small cache."
Yarblick nods in assent. "They would be, to some. They are mostly some old journals and a few magic items that control and bind undead. No one wants them since there's plenty of undead now."
Ban asks in a very inquisitive voice. "Mostly?"
Yarblick pauses and then says, "Well there is one rumor. It's not confirmed but it's said that he also left behind a staff, one Taason wielded during the Divine War and once in the defense of the city. This staff was used to bind undead, empowering the staff as well as summoning vast amounts of negative energy."
Varl pauses and smiles, seeing coins float by. "This staff would be very powerful, then?"
Yarblick responds to Varl's question. "Aye. But it's never been found or confirmed. It's probably worth at least a couple kings' ransoms. But you'll not catch me going near there for that small thing."
Ban mutters to himself in disbelief. "This tale grows stranger by the minute."
Varl nods but still sees much loot in his mind's eye. "Yes, you'd think someone is playing a very elaborate prank on us..."
Yarblick doesn't comment on that but does say. "I only know that this group, the ones working with the Penumbral Lord, are not friendly to any of non-divine origin. So be wary."
Varl " The clocked figure also says the undead can be passed with a citizen's token."
Ban raises an eyebrow at the non-divine origin comment, but lets it lie.
Yarblick mulls it over for a moment and then nods. "Mmm, well that makes sense. The token might allow someone to pass through the city unharmed." Yarblick then frowns. "But the two main guards, have orders to kill on sight. I should know. I lost one of my operatives to that beastie. So I don't know why they'd insist on you having them, other than to get through to the Ghost Quarter."
Varl nods and then says. "But the rest would have to be dealt with the old-fashioned way."
Yarblick replies "Perhaps. But I doubt there's any in the city save the Sovereign Council that could get past it...perhaps the Order of Silver. They just got a new Chapterhouse here. But even they would not think to disturb such a place."
Both Varl and Ban appear bewildered. Finally Varl waves his hand "Alright Yarblick, if that's you're name, I think both Ban and I want to know just why you want us? I mean sure, this is a nice tale, and I for one won't be held up by any prospect for a chance at great wealth. But I'd like to know just why you are helping us. That along might make us more inclined to trust you."
Ban nods "Agreed. My friend has the right of it."
Yarblick nods "I understand. My concern here is to find and do away with this Penumbral Lord. The man calls himself the Shadow King. He and his small band have worked their way into Hollowfaust. I, and other followers of Drendari, abhor this Shadow King existence. We also abhor the existence of all Penumbral lords as they act much like many other power mad wizards, living to use their magics for their own purposes. In this case, using shadow magic to possibly enslave and rule all. So we have come here, both to ensure a new shrine for our goddess, as well as to fight them."
Ban "And what does your fight with these Penumbral Lords have to do with us?"
Yarblick "If you'd let me explain, I feel in that it is in both our interests to help each other. You do not wish to cause ill to any and I don't wish to see harm to come to the city. There is where our interests cross. I only wanted to warn you because I felt that perhaps you could be of use in ridding us of what ever wants these treasures of Taason. Also perhaps you can aid us in finding out the location of the Shadow King's minions. Perhaps helping us find the Shadow King's Lair if you are so fortunate.
Varl asks again "What about the staff, is there anything more that might lead you to believe it exist?"
Yarblick nods "I think the fact they are hiring outside help might indicate that. As I said, other than the staff, there is little of interest to anyone...except maybe an ambitious spellcaster. But those are few and far between here. Other than the Shadow King of course."
Varl nods and pointedly states, "But, of course, the cloaked fellow serves a bunch of them..."
Yarblick "Mayhaps. But I think, again, the figure works for this other group I mean. Possibly out of an interest to aid the Shadow King for whatever reason. I ask you to be cautious when doing this deed. I do recommend you do this, for no one other than the guardians there will stop you or hurt you. But I also would say that you tell me through an associate of mine whether your quest was successful or not. Perhaps then we can help each other ascertain the identity of this strange band."
Varl nods but speaks with out enthusiasm "Yes, perhaps..."
Yarblick now pauses and tries to be a bit more friendly without being overtly so. "I can answer some questions you might have about the city, as I know its workings quite well. I mustn't tarry long, however."
Varl then asks his burning question "Now, how can I get one of these citizen's tokens?"
Yarblick smirks and then says, "Ah those! Well why would you want one firstly? They are usually reserved only for the citizens of Hollowfaust so they can walk about at night...not that many of them do."
Varl nods and explains "As the cloaked chap said, it would help pass the undead. If I have to fight a large one, I'd prefer not be scratched by the smaller ones first."
Yarblick nods "Right well I think he was thinking about the patrols...did he say that it would allow you pass by the guardians?"
Varl quickly replies "Yes. He was spinning a yarn there, then?"
Yarblick purses his lips together and then replies with a hint of wonderment "Interesting...but I guess it would make sense. Taason wasn't much for company but he did enjoy experimenting on people...perhaps that's what the papers were for." Yarblick pauses, thinking and then replies "Perhaps. Perhaps not. I can't say for sure. No one has actually thought of doing that. We all assumed they were just told to guard and let only Taason pass. But if it would assuage your fears of me, I can get you one...for a small price."
Varl sighs and frowns. "How small? I've already paid a quite largish sum for the map, and I'd like to eat tomorrow."
Yarblick smiles and waves his hand in a gesture to indicate no trouble. "No more than 10 gold. I'll need as much to bribe some people. But don't worry about that. I would worry more about your necks."
Yarblick then asks "Really? How much? I'd be willing to compensate you for half if I could borrow the map for a short time. Just so I have copy."
Varl" Too much, I'm beginning to think."
Varl pushes ten gold over the table to the man.
Yarblick quickly takes the gold and smiles " Thank you my friend. Now how much to part for the map. I only need four hours with it to do a copy. I can return with that and your tokens in that time."
Varl slowly says, "Well, I paid a hundred gold..." He then digs the map from his pocket and unrolls it on the table.
Yarblick nods "Well then I'll give you five platinum obolous for it. I think that should satisfy your lost gold in no small way."
Yarblick then sees the map and mutters "Mmm"
He appears quite interested in this map, looking it over very carefully. Yarblick then says offhandedly. "This is quite fascinating...I've not seen a map drawn quite this way...It won't add to the time…but it does give me some ideas...I'll be back as I said within four hours with your tokens.""
Varl nods. "Good. And I'd have those platinums now, if it isn't too much bother..."
Yarblick takes the maps, rolls up and hides in his clock. He then chuckles and slaps his head. "Oh yes. Silly me! I'm sorry just this map fascinated me. Here you are." He hands over 5 platinum obolous; each marked with the sigil of Hollowfaust on one side, the other a skeletal hand.
Yarblick smiles "There. I hope are business is concluded for now. I do hope this show of my generous nature makes you trust me a little more. I'm off. And I'll be back in four hours." He stands up and walks out, bidding the propertriss a quick farewell as well.
Ban mutters "Not sure I truly trust this man, Varl."
Varl nods "True, but he pays well. In any case I think I'd trust Yarblick a lot further than our cloaked friend. Especially if what Yarblick says is true."
Ban only nods and comments "I hope that Silas and Opheila are making out better than the two of us..."
And now, I, Nightfall the Sage, pause again our tale as the shadow draw deeper. The plot grows, and enemies and allies walk close by our stalwart heroes. Can they find truth when all is lies? Or will they find their own shining beacon to light the way? n place were the dead walk, what hope do they have of finding a relic long lost? Stay tuned and see...
Sanackranib
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interesting . . . too bad you don't live closer between the 2 of us I believe we could have quite a tabletop game . . .
interesting . . . too bad you don't live closer between the 2 of us I believe we could have quite a tabletop game . . .
