The Ancient Paths - Path I

"Not Guilty then." he finished.

... Hrolf's speech ...

Was that the end? It was a rather short trial, and Hrolf's argument was better than needing to explain each crime, but Hildor had no interest in "rehabilitation".
 

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~ The Adventurers ~

Harad nods to Hildor and turns to Hrolf, signaling for the Defense to make its opening statements. Harad listens to Hrolf's presentation of Nae'talis' case and clears his throat before speaking.
"Under treatises with the nation of Thay, Nae'talis is labeled a fugitive in the Silver Marches. Although he has not been convicted of any crimes in Silverymoon, he is subject to the Thayan Deportation Act and is therefore a delinquent under the jurisdiction of this court." Harad doesn't seem pleased in having to admit that, but friendship cannot deter justice. "Motion to dismiss is overruled."
Hrolf moves on to present Hildor's case and Harad seems to follow along with increasing agreement.
"There is little evidence given for the charges brought against Hildor; and I cannot convict him on speculation alone. Hildor did admit to spying on Nae'talis while in the service of the Church of Tyr, however it cannot be proven that he gave any malefactors information of Nae'talis' whereabouts. Nae'talis identified Hildor's contact as a member of the Red Wizards, an organization recognized in the Silver Marches as malefactors, but I do not believe Hildor intended to consort with them. Withholding information from the martial wardens of Silverdown is not the same as conspiring against them if he was not asked to present it. Father Braggi questioned Hildor without proper jurisdiction and without informing Hildor of his rights, which both dissolves the charge of conspiracy and perjury against Hildor. Hildor never gave an oath anyway. Motion to dismiss accepted." He looks at Hildor sternly. "You may stay for the remainder of the trial, should you be needed in the defense of Nae'talis."
 
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~ Dowkan ~

Syrriel narrows her eyes in warning when Dowkan grumbles, but he doesn't notice.
"The area around Silverdown, stretching for many leagues, used to be in the power of a powerful ogre mage." Not really that impressive for all the hype and drama she put around it. "Tsathzar Rho was his name. At the height of his power, he would make even the most powerful mage today look a novice. One of his greatest achievements involved creating one of the first gateways into the Abyss; a feat that up until then would drive a normal soul insane before its completion. And he didn't stop there. After leashing the demon lords of the Abyss, he moved on to greater evil powers." All a bunch of wizard mumbopocus. "I could count off a million things his hubris accomplished, but the most important one is his challenge to the Outer Gods. Tsathzar Rho opened a gate to the space between dimensions and called forth Chaos itself to bow before his might and glory. They came, and with them, the power to twist and corrupt our world till it is nothing more than a floating ball of evil. Tsathzar Rho, his dimensional gates, and the tower they were contained in were sucked into the Void before the Outer Gods could step through to our world." Great, no harm done... "Unfortunately, even though the Outer Gods were stopped by their own dementia, a rift was created between our world and the infinite space beyond. The only thing I've been able to guess that's keeping the rift from letting the Outer Gods through is when all of the magics and artifacts Tsathzar Rho collected in his tower were sucked into the Void, they created some kind of block. I think that block is getting weaker though..."
 

Dowkan sits himself down without waiting for an invitation. "So you be tellin' me that I was in that tower of Rho's?"

"But how can that be? That be in tha void by what you say?"
 

Hildor bows his head to Harad. It was the outcome he'd been hoping for.

Then, looking toward Nae'talis, he considered his position. Tyrrans seemed to have a sense of honor so this probably wasn't a trick, and Hildor and the wizard weren't exactly friends. To add to that he couldn't think of anything he could say or do that would be helpful. By all rights he could just leave.

But there was still some sense of pity for Nae'talis. If it hadn't been for Hildor this might not have come up.

He rolled his eyes as he spoke. "I'll give a minute for the noble then." Somehow he knew he was going to regret the decision.
 

~ The Adventurers ~

Harad looks from Hildor to Nae'talis and then to Hrolf.
"What were your intentions when you entered the Silver Marches and the lands governed under the state of Silverymoon, Nae'talis?" he asks the mage.

~ Dowkan ~

"Even though the rift has been blocked, it may still be able to alter reality here on Toril. What you saw may very well have been Rho's tower as it was, but most likely, what you experienced was nothing more than a lucid dream... The closer to the rift you are, the more power it has over your reality. If you were dreaming close to the rift, it's possible that it affected what you were dreaming about." She looks thoughtful for a moment before continuing. "Father Braggi told me that Hrolf and the others were sent to the cave to slay an ogre named Logbrag; I think the Tyrrans knew about Tsathzar Rho however. I think they were unwittingly sent to investigate the region for any signs of the rift's opening. Or maybe their facts weren't straight. Maybe they thought Logbrag was Tsathzar Rho come alive again..." She considers the dwarf mercenary and steels her features. "I've answered your questions, yes? Now let us discuss what you can do for me."
 

Nae'talis glanced at Hildor as the elf's case was dismissed. It mattered not either way. The young Thayan would have rather he went, and never returned. It was quite evident at this point that one of them would have to go. Nae'talis did not particularly care which, whether himself or the elf, but he could not be near him now; not with his connections to the Red Tower, no matter how "innocent" Hildor made himself out to be. Though he might not need Hildor's "curse" to be near him to send him back to his brethren if this trial did not go his way.

Once you mixed with the wizards of the Red Tower, you were not done with them, until they were done with you...

Nae'talis had fought for the past few years trying to prove that addage wrong. It might all come to this. He felt pity for the Tyrran's if they indeed planned to honor the Thayan Act. Even acknowledging such a thing when you were in another land brought you into the Reds' grasp. These "men of justice" would be further enthralled if they chose to make the contact necessary to return him to his lands. The wizard knew that explaining this to the Tyrran's would do no good. To them, Justice was blind.

Looking up to regard Harad and his questioning, Nae'talis answers in a low, serious voice. "My intentions were solely to get away. To put as much distance between the tower and myself so I could pursue my studies in peace and at my own pace. I did not appreciate their strict rules structures. This may abhor you, Justice, but I am a man that follows his own set of rules, no one elses. I follow my own code of laws."

Nae'talis pauses for a moment to let the statement sink in before continuing, "At the moment, and throughout the foreseeable future, I am only interested in furthering my knowledge. To reiterate, back with my own kind, I felt stunted when it came to this and so I left. Did I know that this was not allowed? Yes, but I did not care. Just like I suspect that you do not care. So why must I be asked to go on like this? It certainly seems like you have all the information you need to make your decision, so I suggest that you get on with it."
 

Syrriel said:
She considers the dwarf mercenary and steels her features. "I've answered your questions, yes? Now let us discuss what you can do for me."
"A dream ya say? Well that still don't explain how I ended up in the caves now, do it?" he grumbles, but says nothing further. "Now what could an axe wielding dwarven mercenary possibly do for you?"
 

~ The Adventurers ~

"You are subject to the laws of the land, no matter your code; whether you choose to obey them or not is the difference between being an abiding citizen and a criminal." Harad eyes Nae'talis suspiciously. Whatever the Justiciar thought of him before, blatant disregard for the law wasn't winning the wizard any wars. "You have just admitted to willingly breaking the law. You are guilty." Harad shakes his head in disbelief. There is nothing he can do to prevent Nae'talis being booted from the Silver Marches. "Bailiff? Muster a guard to escort Nae'talis to a holding cell. He will wait there until arrangements can be made for his departure."
The bailiff straightens from the wall and walks out of the courtroom, carefree. All in a day's work.

~ Dowkan ~

"Do you know how long you were dreaming, Dowkan?" Syrriel asks the still confused mercenary. "Maybe the Hrolf phantom was more than a phantom. Maybe he carried you there..." She lets him think on that for a moment before getting to business. "I need you to convince the others to...investigate the caverns further. Hrolf and Hildor might be willing to help me, but I can't trust Nae'talis to be so altruistic. He might if you ask..."
 
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"What is it that you would expect us to find in the caves?" asks Dowkan. "If it be something magical or powerful, then maybe Nae'talis could be convinced."

"I'm sure he'd go there if he knew more of the history of this palce and you be a thinkin' that there be a connection with them caves."
 

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