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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Systole" data-source="post: 5882308" data-attributes="member: 93930">Ben attempts to answer Cythera's questions, but he seems to be out of ideas. He halfheartedly suggests it might be someone on the losing side of a war that the Brotherhood fought in, or maybe a disgruntled former Brother. Unfortunately, there are thousands of the former, and Ben doesn't know any of the latter. There are things he can research, but for the moment, there's nowhere to go with the information. Eventually, there's nothing left to do but bring him back to the Dunn Wright Inn. The rest of the evening passes without incident, and the morning dawns bright and clear. Cythera heads down to the Whitecloak's station for her meeting with Commander Parsons. She sees Ben on his way out of the commander's office, and he takes a moment to speak with her. His spirits seem to have recovered somewhat, although it doesn't look like he slept much. "I'm sorry to be brief, my lady, but I have to get down to the Lower Guild. I wrote to some of my teachers for information, and I spent the rest of the night looking through my books." He stifles a yawn. "I haven't found anything yet, though. Oh, I almost forgot -- your fee!" He presses a pouch of gold into Cythera's hands. "And now, I'm sorry, but I really must run. Thank you for everything." He bows deeply and hustles away. Inside the office, Commander Parsons sits rubbing his temples. "Signora e'Kiernan," he says. "Have a seat if you'd like. Your associate just finished a very enthusiastic sales pitch of why we should have a chapel to Serroth in every Whitecloak station in every precinct. I did have time to slip in a few questions, however, and it seems everyone's story matches up." He grimaces. "So we know everything, except for who did it and why it happened. We found Targo, the third man who attacked you last night. Unfortunately, someone else found him first, so he won't be answering any questions. The wounds on him match the weapons those wrathspawn were using, so there's little doubt the two incidents were related. In that light, we've got undercover officers keeping an eye on our young priest for the time being." He gestures to several bundles sitting on a table against the wall. "As the aggrieved party in these attacks, the spoils are yours." He opens his desk drawer and withdraws a small jewelbox, which he slides across the desk to Cythera. He rolls his eyes. "Additionally, a certain noble personage has determined that the Whitecloaks are her own personal delivery service, so we've been asked to give this to you."  Inside the jewelbox is an expensive looking diamond and topaz brooch, as well as a card in Emi's handwriting.Such a wonderfully exciting party! I do hope you'll come to the next one!-Emi [GM]Unless there's anything you'd like to add, it's wrap-up time. The first post has the current loot, and I'll put final award post together for approval.[/GM]   <img src="http://i1257.photobucket.com/albums/ii513/pnthffr/Ben_150.jpg" alt="" class="fr-fic fr-dii fr-draggable " data-size="" style="" /> <img src="http://i1257.photobucket.com/albums/ii513/pnthffr/Galen_Parsons_150.jpg" alt="" class="fr-fic fr-dii fr-draggable " data-size="" style="" /> . Benevolent Seeker .... Galen Parsons ..... .</blockquote>

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