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Message: <blockquote data-quote="JollyDoc" data-source="post: 4294419" data-attributes="member: 9546">THISTLETOP“This is…unbelievable…,” Mayor Kendra Deverin said as she sat open-mouthed, listening to Wesh’s tale of what he and his companions had stumbled upon in the catacombs beneath the Glassworks.“I would say the same thing if I hadn’t seen it for myself,” the wizard nodded.  “Nevertheless, the fact remains that this is still a potentially dangerous and volatile situation.  I don’t think it would be wise to leave those tunnels unsecured.”“I agree,” the mayor replied, “but how best to do that, that is the question.”“I suggest collapsing the entrance altogether,” Wesh shrugged.  Mayor Deverin shook her head uncertainly.  “I’m not sure that’s the best solution.  If what you have described is true, then we are looking at a remarkable archaeological and historical find.  Who knows what we may learn by studying it?  At the very least, I’m sure the Pathfinder Society would be keenly interested.”“Yes,” Wesh snorted, “I’m sure those overblown grave robbers would indeed.  So what do you propose, Your Honor?”The mayor sat back in her chair, and steepled her fingers.  “We’ll wall up the entrance and post round-the-clock guards.  That way we can maintain security and still have access at a later date if needed.”Wesh sighed and rose from his chair.  “I’m not sure I agree, but I have faith in your judgment.”“And what of you and your comrades?” she asked.“While I know that Sheriff Hemlock requested that we remain in town,” he replied, “circumstances have changed.  We know, or have strong reason to believe, that Nualia Tobyn and her companions are with the goblins of Thistletop.  I propose that our group make a preemptive strike against her, and perhaps we can derail her invasion plans before they ever get started.  I think a small group such as ours has a better chance of infiltrating the tribe than a company of soldiers would.”Mayor Deverin seemed to ponder this for several moments, and then she slowly nodded.  “I concur,” she said quietly, “though I’m fearful for you and your friends.  You have become symbols for the townsfolk.  Your loss would be a tragic blow to them.”“Not to mention us,” Wesh smiled.  “Don’t worry, Madame.  If we see that we’re in over our heads, we’ll retreat.  None of us wants to be a martyr…well, except perhaps for Luther.”The mayor smiled wanly, then rose from behind her desk and extended her hand.“Good luck, Master Baltar.  My prayers go with you.”Wesh nodded, then turned to go.___________________________________________“Father Luther, Brother Adso,” the lithe woman bowed slightly.  “To what do I owe this honor?”“We come bearing a gift,” Luther answered, “and to request your assistance.”“My house is yours,” Sabyl Sorn replied.  “You may avail yourselves of anything you need.”The young monk was the custodian of the House of Blue Stones, a monastery established ten years after the founding of Sandpoint by her father, Enderaki.  After his death seven years prior, if fell to Sabyl to maintain the large collection of old books and scrolls that her father had amassed over the years.  It was the largest private library in Sandpoint, and normally those who wished access to it had to convince Sabyl of their good intentions.  For Luther and Adso, both of whom paid homage to Sabyl’s patron, Irori, there was no question.“We thank you,” the priest bowed, then withdrew from his robe the prayer book they had taken from Erylium’s catacombs.  “You would do well to keep this in a safe place,” he warned.  “It is a thing of evil, though its knowledge may assist those of us dedicated to combating such things.”Sabyl took the book with a grave nod.  “Now, what is it you seek?” she asked.Luther told her an abbreviated version of what they had found beneath the Glassworks, emphasizing the Thassilonian writings, the sinspawn and the strange glowing well.“Well,” Sabyl said when Luther had finished, “I can tell you that ancient Thassilon was no myth.  It was founded thousands of years ago by a wise king who sought to create a paradise of civilization within his own lifetime.  Yet, like many visionaries, it would seem he was ultimately short-sighted.  He entrusted his greatest advisors to oversee various aspects of his empire, yet they were not satisfied with this.  Each sought greater individual power.  These advisors became known as Runelords, and their constant warring against one another inevitably led to Thassilon’s ruin.  It is said that the Runelords practiced magic based upon what are today considered to be the seven cardinal sins:  wrath, greed, sloth, pride, lust, envy and gluttony.  These sinspawn you describe…it is possible that these creatures were created as minions to serve the Runelords, each one associated with a particular sin.“Which means there could be six more types of these creatures?”  Adso asked.Sabyl shrugged.  “In theory.”“Do you know anything of this well which seemed to spawn the creatures?”  Luther asked.Sabyl shook her head, “No, but my knowledge of these things is sketchy at best.  As I said, you are more than welcome to use the library.  Perhaps it will help you uncover some of the answers that you seek.”</blockquote>

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