Ptolus: The Legend of Longcoat

[Whizbang Dustyboots]

Eror looks up, attempting to find the source of the sound. His watery dark eyes blink furiously, and seem unable to find Maugra right before him until his nurse arrives to take his magnifying lens and slip a thick pair of spectacles before his eyes.

"Oh, hello," he says to Maugra softly. "How can I help you?"

 

[Erekose13]

"I am Maugra Ironcrane, acolyte of Teun, and my companion is Vanden. We seek knowledge about the undercity beneath Ptolus. While exploring the basement of an inn down by the docks we came across a section that looks like it was constructed by Dwarves." she begins.

 

[Whizbang Dustyboots]

Eror works his lips as he listens, and his reply at first is too soft for Maugra and Vanden to hear it until he repeats himself.

"No, no, that's unlikely. Very little construction has taken place beneath the Docks. The logistical challenges of moving all the water and sand out of the way during construction, you see. Other than creating a stable base for the docks themselves, there was very little done there, other than the Prison, of course. I'm afraid whoever told you there was construction there was mistaken, miss. Yes."

His lips working again, he turns slowly back toward his manuscript.

 

[Cthulhudrew]

"Perhaps before the dwarves, then? Do you know of any construction that predated the Tuen arrival? The runes we copied down..." he unrolls the copy he made in the sewers, holding it out towards Eror. "They were written in Draconic, I am told."

 

[Whizbang Dustyboots]

"B-before Teun? Preposterous, she is more ancient than Grail Keep," Eror mumbles, even as he clumsily opens the scroll and peers at it, his nurse sweeping off his spectacles and sliding his magnifying lens in between his face and the writing. After a moment, he reads it out loud in Draconic and then wets his tongue as he thinks of how to translate it. "It says 'to enter or exit the realm of the' ... well, there's not a good word for this. 'Great she-dragon of the waves' is what a bard might say, but that's, well, that's rather flowery. In any case, it continues 'command 'descend' or 'ascend' in the tongue of the builders.'"

 

[Voadam]

As the kid tries to quietly leave unnoticed while Garn is chuckling at the images Ada evokes he makes a mistake and catches Garn's eye. In an instant the half-orc pounces savagely, his expression turned ugly "I'm not done with you yet!" Garn leaps with unnerving speed and grabs the kid again. One hand on the youth's neck starts squeezing and the kid's face starts to turn red. "This Wizard guy who gives you the papers, where can I find him?"

 

[Whizbang Dustyboots]

"The e-e-e-e-end of B-B-B-B-Bay Street!" the paperboy sputters out.

 

[Trench]

"Not a wizard so much as a printing press I imagine, but good work all the same Garn," Ada slaps the half-orc on the shoulder. She looks down at the boy's pants.

"May want to run and get a new pair before hawking your wares boy. I'd do it now before he make you soil the other end."

Assuming the boy runs, Ada walks toward bay Street.

 

[Whizbang Dustyboots]

As if the Skull King himself were chasing him, the boy is off like a hare down the sandy street.

 

[Erekose13]

"B-before Teun? Preposterous, she is more ancient than Grail Keep," Eror mumbles, even as he clumsily opens the scroll and peers at it, his nurse sweeping off his spectacles and sliding his magnifying lens in between his face and the writing. After a moment, he reads it out loud in Draconic and then wets his tongue as he thinks of how to translate it. "It says 'to enter or exit the realm of the' ... well, there's not a good word for this. 'Great she-dragon of the waves' is what a bard might say, but that's, well, that's rather flowery. In any case, it continues 'command 'descend' or 'ascend' in the tongue of the builders.'"

"No not before Teun, but possibly before the Stonelost Dwarves arrived in Ptolus ages ago? Does the the reference to 'Great she-dragon of the waves' mean anything to you?" asks Maugra for one last question before she is ready to head out.