Tale of the Clueless - Chapter 1: On the Seas of Air [IC Thread]

[sblock=nalfeshnee and vor]Very well, we appreciate your time Liomann. Please give my regards to your brother thanking him for his welcoming.[/sblock]

Back aboard the Sea Breeze Mir shakes her head. I don't know Vor. I wonder how pleasant they'll be a fortnight from now when we're still days away from our meeting the sheik. Mir turns to the rest of the group. Don't get me wrong, those guys are good folk over there. But I'd imagine they'd be willing to fight to the last man against anybody who gets in their way, and we are very close to being in that way. She pauses, feeling quite uncomfortable at the notion. Anyway, I should report to the captain about what we learned over there.
 

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Beni is leaning over the side of the ship, looking at a flock of birds, while Drahluut is busy behind the wheel. Derrick is nowhere in sight.
 


Beni turns round to the primer and nods. In the sharp light of the Boundless Blue his features look not entirely human - more exotic than they appeared in the gloom of Sigil. 'Been spying on the others eh?' he says with a grin. 'Tell me, what have you seen? Are you planning on deserting me for their just cause?' his grin widens.
 

Well their end in this matter is just, but their motives are altogether personal sir. Their captain and first officer told us more about the enemy they face: a wanton killer who has slaughtered many men, elves, and fey alike. Recently a caravan from their faction was attacked and similarly slain, all of them men women and children from the sound of it. It's as much to them about laying the souls of their brethren to rest as it is about bringing the berks to justice, they said as much. They wouldn't discuss personal matters sir, but it wouldn't suprise me if one or more of their crew lost family in the attack.

All is well aboard their ship for the moment though. They have no current need for medical attention and they have priests and healers aboard if such were the case.

I believe we'll have no reason to fear an attack sir, as long as we do nothing to provoke them. They have explicit orders from their captain not to attack, and I don't think they'd disobey. But many of them, especially their first officer, are eager to get their hands on the hammer and don't seem willing to wait a fortnight and gold to get it. We should watch our attitude and posture carefully, for any unnecessary raise in alarm may be the provocation they need for it to come to blows.
 

Drota expression goes from clam to horrified as Mir describes what she heard. "Children? He killed the children too?" she asks. "People say orcs have no honor, but we know more than some people are born with. Why attack the women and children, they can't hurt him!" she asks, mostly rhetorically. Terrible people do terrible things with little or no reason, that appeared to be a truism of the multiverse.
 

Mir nods at Drota, This villain doesn't seem to care what sort of blood he has on his hands. All those who've talked about him seem to agree there's no pattern or reason to his attacks. What sort of dictator leaves nothing alive in a realm over which to dictate?
 

'I was hopig it would not be this bad. By the Elemental Lords, it really does seem as though this Hammer is needed someplace other than a display hall...' he strokes his goatee as he thinks. 'That you Mir. Your efforts are much appreceated. Did you learn anything else about the Martyrs' enemy?
 

They said something about him fusing with the armor, making him as much construct as living being. That is not good news sir. Magical constructs tend to be far more resilient than other adversaries, and would corroborate their claims of need for the hammer.
 

'disturbing, but good to know. Ill mention it to Derrick.. .speakign of which, do any of you girls know where he is?'
 
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