Off to War [IC]

"So your saying that you found Tharivol and then lost him to some beast in the woods?" Dellex says incredulously.

"That sounds like Tharivol." Lord Bairan says sitting once more. "I need a new cup! I need to toast a dead friend."

Dellex seems to ignore the remarks as he stares daggers at Jareth. Then he notices the seal and the cold stare becomes one of surprise. Turning to face the others he asks them. "And were you all with Tharivol when he 'fell'?" he asks the rest of the group.
 
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"It was not just some beast. This was a Chimera that had gotten the jump on us. Tharivol told us to keep Ambassador Silniecian safe before trying to fight it. Tharivol's spells blasted apart the ceiling as they both fought." Ern said, looking Lord Dellex straight in the eye as she weaved her part of the story.
 
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The only other time Trinham was in Dellex's presence he had kept quite and pretended to be part of the furniture. Deciding that doing anything different would only make Dellex suspicious he mutters "Yes mi lord" without actually looking him in the eyes.
 

"Is his word not good enough for you?" comes the response from Mal. He did not like this guy, and now he could tell why Jareth did not either.

"What he says is true. We lost him to a chimera. Do not let this loss be in vain, for the ambassador is now to complete what Tharivol requested."
 

Dellex's glare doesn't faze Jareth in the slightest now. The young man keeps his expression calm and cool after recollecting his composure.

He lets the others answer, not seeing any need to elaborate on what they are saying.
 

Lord Bear drains his cup after raising it high. "To Tharivol! Honored friend, AHH!"

"Will we need to prepare then Dellex." the large man says turning to the smaller one. "Our quest has failed. But a new one stands before us. We should..."

"We should not be taking things so lightly." Dellex says in a huff. "They say they have news that will end the war but their motives may not be our own." He continues with a look at the ambassador. His eyes show he knows that something is amiss.

"We need to report to the king anyway. Why not take them along?" Bear asks slightly confused. "To be the bearer of the ambassador and his entourage that stopped the war. And these men seem to attract adventure, battling a chimera in an elven forest, we both could do with a little excitement."

"I am fine thank you very much. Or have you forgot the last time we had an adventure?" Dellex snaps.

Lord Bairan looks to the table a sadness coming across his features. "I remember," he says quietly.

"I am sorry to interrupt but we would like for you and your army to escort us."
Sil says to break the quiet. "I fear Lord Dellex is right we haven't told you everything. Agents who would have the war go on will possible try and stop us from reaching the king. We have need of your protection." The ambassador sits calmly his hand in his lap.

"And you shall have it!" Lord Bear declares. "We will march with all possible speed to Siere and stop both your people and ours from destroying one another."

"The young Kyras may not be joining us." Dellex says with slight sarcasm. "As the new Baron of Kem, he should report to his manor and see to the preparations of his men-at-arms. And more importantly the transporting of the weapon stores there. In case the ambassador's news fails to stop the Treylor from advancing."

"I think that won't be necessary," Sil comments quickly. "Besides Baron Kyras has agreed to protect me, and to help stop the war. Maybe one of the others could go in his place and deliver a message for just such precautions to take place." He then looks at everyone around the table. "Any volunteers?"

"Baron of Kem?" Lord Bear says quite confused.


 

Jareth stands and gives a slight bow to Lord Bear, then holds up his medallion. "Indeed, Baron Kyras. My father was Hugo Kyras, Baron of Kem. He was the ambassador to the Nandirly, many years ago, then sent to the Treylor lands more recently... There, he was murdered, by agents of the same agitators seeking to start and continue this war. As my brother's health and whereabouts are unknown, I have taken on the rule of our Barony. If he should be found alive and returned to health in time, I will return rule of our family lands to him," he declares by way of explanation.

"I can also manage my barony in absentia. My father's old steward, Mordecai, should still be there, where he has no doubt been managing Kem as my father had wished. Arrangements can be made to contact him forthwith. Magical correspondence would be easiest and I believe Brend would be capable of such a spell. Would you please ask him, Lord Vance? And if that is not possible, written communications are still available. A swift horse and rider will get the job done reasonably well."

Jareth absentmindedly cracks his knuckles. "And far more important in my eyes, something I would not expect you to understand Lord Dellex, is the fact that I gave my word to Tharivol and to Ambassador Silniecian. I am honor-bound to see this through to the end."
 

"I can ride pretty quick on a horse. I have learned to travel light, and with my various magical tricks I am to be well protected on the ride. While I agree to Jareth's idea of magical communication as well, for it is instantaneous. " Ern volunteered, seizing the opportunity to borrow a horse. "Afterwards, I can easily catch up to you guys."
 

Trinham stays quite, eyes down so has not to attract the attention of nobles. To a certain extent, this is actually an act. He is actually trying to act as an unsophisticated country bumpkin, in the hopes that the nobles will underestimate him.

That said, at the mention of horse and ride Trinham tries to make himself even more inconspicuous.
 

"Nay lass," Vance says to Ern's remark. "This sounds like something me and my knights should undertake."

Lord Vir coughs up a storm trying to object and eventually has to be taken away by his bodyguard and nurse maid. "If you'll excuse me I need to see to my brother. I'm sure this will not be pleasant."

After Vance takes his leave Dellex stands up and starts to pace. Only after a few quick strides does he turn on the seated group in a fury.

"Alright out with it! All of it! I know your true origins 'A
mbassador Silniecian' and is Tharivol truly dead?" He says in forced control. "What else are you hiding and why do you need to see the High King?"

Lord Bairan looks stricken by the outburst and tries to calm his old friend. "Peace Dellex, peace. Why do you think they are lying about Tharivol? What would they gain by that?"

[sblock=OOC] Bluff checks, Diplomacy, Sense Motive, Aid another the whole ka-bang if you try it. Consider this a skill challenge if you will.[/sblock]
 

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