Shackled City - Chapter II
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Majin
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OoC: It might be awhile before the party finds out why Kazmojen never pulled that lever. 
If the rest of the party wants to meet up now coming the other way, the way will be clear back to the entrance, so I'll leave it up to the two groups to decide where they wish to see each other again.
If the rest of the party wants to meet up now coming the other way, the way will be clear back to the entrance, so I'll leave it up to the two groups to decide where they wish to see each other again.
hippocrachus
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For the most part, Orpheus allows Althron and Alinis to lead the way beneath the complex, but as they get closer to the elevator and sees Zeric and Raven with an elf they have apparently taken captive, the bard quickens his pace.
"Who's he?" Orpheus asks Zeric, indicating the captive with his head.
Innocent, no doubt, if the idiot hasn't killed him...
"Who's he?" Orpheus asks Zeric, indicating the captive with his head.
Innocent, no doubt, if the idiot hasn't killed him...
Approaching the lift, Zeric stopped when he saw the others stepping off of it. While he would never admit it to the others, he envied the brightness to their eyes and their returned vigor in their steps.
"He has given the name of Leanthas, and claims that he has been locked in library for nearly fifty years. While I will allow High Priestess Urikas to verify if his words are true or not, I will say that the lever to open the room was in Kazmojen's treasure vault and I find it highly odd that the slaver never thought to see what the lever did."
Pausing for only a moment, to weigh wether he could speak freely in front of the elf, Zeric decided to press on.
"Kazmojen's vault holds the coin of much wickedness, but I would rather we deliver it to the church to have them decide on its fate than leave it here. The weapons the slaver amassed though, I do not feel the church will begrudge us our right to claim and sell. The same with the paintings and the chest of copper we have stored above in the upper city."
"He has given the name of Leanthas, and claims that he has been locked in library for nearly fifty years. While I will allow High Priestess Urikas to verify if his words are true or not, I will say that the lever to open the room was in Kazmojen's treasure vault and I find it highly odd that the slaver never thought to see what the lever did."
Pausing for only a moment, to weigh wether he could speak freely in front of the elf, Zeric decided to press on.
"Kazmojen's vault holds the coin of much wickedness, but I would rather we deliver it to the church to have them decide on its fate than leave it here. The weapons the slaver amassed though, I do not feel the church will begrudge us our right to claim and sell. The same with the paintings and the chest of copper we have stored above in the upper city."
Althron nods in greeting to the newcomer, he really didn't know what to think about this man. He was pretty scrawny, didn't look like he could take a punch but then again some elves were like that, especially casters, and by the looks of him he just that.
He didn't relish the fact about having to go back to the church having just come from there but Zeric's concern was justified. If this man was part of Kazmojen's crew it would be best to find out quickly one way or the other.
"If it is as much as you say we will need to make sure the area is clear before heading back to the surface with it, we wouldn't want to be ambushed while we were burdened with it. As for giving it all to the church I would think some here would have a problem with that. Although I am sure no one would complain about donating a portion of it to the church and the orhanage." Althron takes a step towards Zeric and before he can say anything he continues talking. "It seems fitting that Kazmojen's blood money will be used to equip us so we can continue to dispense St. Cuthbert's justice."
He didn't relish the fact about having to go back to the church having just come from there but Zeric's concern was justified. If this man was part of Kazmojen's crew it would be best to find out quickly one way or the other.
"If it is as much as you say we will need to make sure the area is clear before heading back to the surface with it, we wouldn't want to be ambushed while we were burdened with it. As for giving it all to the church I would think some here would have a problem with that. Although I am sure no one would complain about donating a portion of it to the church and the orhanage." Althron takes a step towards Zeric and before he can say anything he continues talking. "It seems fitting that Kazmojen's blood money will be used to equip us so we can continue to dispense St. Cuthbert's justice."
hippocrachus
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At the news of the treasure trove founded and Zeric's intentions of giving it away in tithe, Orpheus watched as the others subtly expressed what they wished to do with the loot.
"The money is not yours, Zeric. Your church is not ours. You do with your portion what you please, but as Althron has mentioned, it will do us all a world of good to use it to better equip ourselves." Not even interested in what he has to say in return, the bard turns to the captive elf.
"What is your name?" he says in Elven. "Please forgive my companions, they lack a certain finesse when it comes to these matters," he continues.
"The money is not yours, Zeric. Your church is not ours. You do with your portion what you please, but as Althron has mentioned, it will do us all a world of good to use it to better equip ourselves." Not even interested in what he has to say in return, the bard turns to the captive elf.
"What is your name?" he says in Elven. "Please forgive my companions, they lack a certain finesse when it comes to these matters," he continues.
Gritting his teeth in frustration, Zeric tried to calm himself before he spoke next.
"When I spoke of turning the blood money to the church, it was not to take the coins from your purses, nor gems from your hilts. I had assumed that you all would at least wish it to look as if you had compassion for those who had been taken as slaves and forced to work with the promise of death held constantly over their heads. As it seemed that once more my assumptions have rubbed some of you the wrong way, I will keep such thoughts to myself and as it was put choose to do what I will with my share."
Drawing the bone handled dagger from his boot sheath, Zeric turned towards the elf and slashed the rope that held his hands in front of him.
"You will be released to your own actions and judged by one of Cuthbert's own. Your deeds will show your measure, even though some may doubt your words."
The irony of repeating the very phrase that High Priestess Urikas spoke to him as she healed him was not lost to Zeric, but there was little time to dwell on such things now.
"We shall show you the lair of the slaver and resume our hunt from there."
"When I spoke of turning the blood money to the church, it was not to take the coins from your purses, nor gems from your hilts. I had assumed that you all would at least wish it to look as if you had compassion for those who had been taken as slaves and forced to work with the promise of death held constantly over their heads. As it seemed that once more my assumptions have rubbed some of you the wrong way, I will keep such thoughts to myself and as it was put choose to do what I will with my share."
Drawing the bone handled dagger from his boot sheath, Zeric turned towards the elf and slashed the rope that held his hands in front of him.
"You will be released to your own actions and judged by one of Cuthbert's own. Your deeds will show your measure, even though some may doubt your words."
The irony of repeating the very phrase that High Priestess Urikas spoke to him as she healed him was not lost to Zeric, but there was little time to dwell on such things now.
"We shall show you the lair of the slaver and resume our hunt from there."
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