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<blockquote data-quote="Cafu" data-source="post: 6177435" data-attributes="member: 6692807"><p>As I watched the ground pass under us, lost in my own thoughts, I felt someone gently tugging at my back. It was Drudge; I turned around just as John asked me: </p><p> </p><p>“Faden? Are you with us? We were just discussing what we should do next.”</p><p> </p><p>I was still thinking about everything that we had learned in Castle Korstull, the creatures we had met there, the ramifications of the Shahalesti making an alliance with a Ragesian army and the startling conclusions that Victor had made, suggesting that Leska’s moves had been planned months in advance.</p><p> </p><p>However, I had also thought a little about our short term goals, so I was able to answer that question quickly:</p><p> </p><p>“Well, we have found some treasure in the Castle; normally, I would suggest getting to Seaquen as soon as possible but unfortunately, there is nothing to buy there. It may have the Lyceum there but it is still a village; or was, last time we were there anyway.</p><p> </p><p>Anyway, what I am thinking is that we should use this sled for as long as it lasts; when it lands, we should continue heading west until nightfall; we camp for the night, learn spells the next morning. Felix then casts his spells which allow us to change into vapour; once we achieve that, we fly to Bresk; at the speed of that magic, it shouldn’t take us too long. Once we get there, we purchase what we can and then fly down to Seaquen as soon as possible. Hopefully, with their assistance and their research, we may be able to make some sort of sense out of this cryptic scratching that Darius left behind; even if they can’t, I can guarantee you they will send us somewhere else almost immediately.</p><p> </p><p>Oh, also, if possible, Felix, I think we should use your life giving magic on Grellfinn. He has been a good companion and lost his life in our defence.”</p><p> </p><p>Longhelim looked at everyone:</p><p> </p><p>“Well, that’s pretty much to the point; anyone else have any other ideas? If not, then Faden seems to have summed things up fairly well.”</p><p> </p><p>Everyone else, especially the gnomes, were nodding.</p><p> </p><p>The sky sled flew on for some time but finally, it began to glide down gently and we landed. On the ground, John stared thoughtfully at it; then he turned to us:</p><p> </p><p>“Do you think we could carry it maybe?”</p><p> </p><p>We all looked at him. He already knew the answer to that. It was just too big and awkward to carry any distance. John looked at it again and sighed. Then he hunted out some nearby shrubs and put some branches on it, trying to make it look part of the landscape. It didn’t really work but it made him happy. He did make sure to pull out the diamond out of the face of the sun carved on its front. The stone may have lost its magic but it was still valuable.</p><p> </p><p>Dusting ourselves down and getting into order, we moved out. Victor and Longhelim carried Grellfinn’s body and Drudge ranged far and wide. The land was rolling country side, very green with various shrubs and growths but no proper trees. It was also deserted; John still looked back at the sky sled regretfully every so often then he seemed to accept its loss. Unfortunately, it was so visible, even from a distance, that unless this area was completely deserted, then someone or something would spot it fairly quickly.</p><p> </p><p>We travelled until dark and then set up camp near a stream. Tents were erected and rations brought out and shared with the gnomes, who unfortunately had left all of theirs in their wagon. Once the food was consumed and we all lay around the fire, Longhelim puffing his usual pipe, I asked the others:</p><p> </p><p>“So, about tomorrow.”</p><p> </p><p>I took out a map of the lands we knew and pointed to the location of the city.</p><p> </p><p>“We should prepare spells tomorrow to do the following: we need to help Grellfinn, also we need to find out what all of our magic does and finally we need to be able to get to Bresk and then to Seaquen as soon as we finish; this should all be within our abilities.”</p><p> </p><p>Felix was nodding:</p><p> </p><p>“Certainly, I can learn the spells that will get us to Bresk and Seaquen as fast as the wind; can’t do anything about finding out the functions of all the curious things from the Castle. However, I can do something about Grellfinn, but as we know, it will be expensive.”</p><p> </p><p>Longhelim looked at him and said:</p><p> </p><p>“He can have my diamonds.”</p><p> </p><p>Both Jorine and Oller looked both grateful and awed by that gesture. It was a lot of diamonds.</p><p> </p><p>“And providing we can find a suitable piece of jewelry, I’ll be able to work just what does what, from the castle.“</p><p> </p><p>After that, the conversation was mostly about what everyone had seen in Castle Korstull; their impressions, their thoughts and what they believed was happening. Jorine wanted to know what had happened to everyone after the unfortunate incident in the lift shaft; I asked everyone about Ernest, the halfling that turned out to be a trillith but as usual, no one could tell me anything. There had been no indications that Ernest was anything else but what he claimed to be: a halfling hireling.</p><p> </p><p>Soon it was time to go to sleep and after watches had been set, everyone retired.</p><p> </p><p>The next morning, we all prepared for the day. Felix produced his usual sumptuous breakfast; it is said that breakfast is the most important meal of the day and the priest was certainly proving that. Once we finished, Felix again produced that most astonishing of miracles; I watched in fascination as the cleric performed his ritual and some time later, Grellfinn stirred and breathed again. It really was quite extraordinary magic.</p><p> </p><p>Grellfinn had to be healed and he was given some Felix’s special breakfast. After that, the priest cast his last spells of the morning on all of us; then, as per his instructions, we turned into mist and flew high into the sky.</p><p> </p><p>Again, Felix’s spell was quite incredible. Of course, I was familiar with the sensation of flying but never at this speed. The wind seemed to seize and propel us like arrows through the air; it was dizzying. Thankfully, Drudge, with his uncanny sense of directions, was able to guide us over the landscape. I am not sure how visible we were from the ground but I loved the sensation of speeding through the blue sky and seeing the landscape unrolling under me.</p><p> </p><p>In a lamentably short time, we saw a large city in the distance and a few moments later, it took the unmistakable shape of Bresk with its large castle and huge walls.</p><p> </p><p>We landed nearby but out of sight and then walked in.</p><p> </p><p>My word, the city was different than both previous times we had entered publicly. The first time, King Steppengaard was insane, both with grief and driven so by his gnome advisor, Nina Glibglamer, who proved to be a trillith described appropriately as Madness. Having an insane king had driven the city a little mad as well, mostly by the King’s behavior; no one knew who was going to be arrested next, what capriciousness was going to be declared as a law and how the ruler was going to react to normal, everyday life.</p><p> </p><p>The second time, we entered as part of the entourage of Duke Gallo of Gallo’s Fend just when a state of war existed between the King and his Duke; that led to some tension as well. That sequence of events led to a bloodbath in the King’s Banqueting Hall.</p><p> </p><p>This was the first time we entered into the city as normal travelers.</p><p> </p><p>There were crowds of people walking, on horseback and on carts and carriages; everyone was talking or shouting and there was hustle and bustle everywhere; in other words, it looked as if the city was getting on with its normal life. I was delighted as it meant that no new crisis had hit Bresk while we had been away.</p><p> </p><p>Still, despite this, we determined to stay here incognito as asking for an audience with Steppengaard would inevitably result in a delay which we could ill afford. Frankly, I was surprised we had not received a magical message from Seaquen asking for a progress report already. If Steppengaard had known we were here, he would certainly want a full report about events in Castle Korstull; and rulers operated on a different timeline than anyone else.</p><p> </p><p>So, dodging people, horses and children, we arrived at a reputable inn where we rented a room. Once settled, we set out to find a reputable jeweler, which was not difficult. Once I made my request to him for the very specialized eyepiece that I needed for my spell, he sent me to a colleague who stocked that type of item. It took a little while but I finally obtained a beautiful sapphire set in a gold ring and with a handle made of ivory. The whole piece was expensive but it was needed for my new magic.</p><p> </p><p>Once we returned to the inn, I took out my prize and we began to discern the nature of not only the pieces which we had found in the Castle but also various others which we had collected previously; and there were a fair few. There is no need to go into the details of all the pieces which had found, with one exception.</p><p> </p><p>The exception were the soul gems; as predicted, they proved to be receptacles used in magic which trapped the soul. It was a type of ritual that was so above my knowledge at this time that I had only heard about it; oh, I knew some of the theory but the practice was both unknown and abhorrent to me. The one gem which we examined contained the soul of an old and gentle Ragesian; what the poor being had done to offend Coaltongue was unknown but no one deserved to be trapped in a gem forever like that, waiting until someone decided to use him to power a chariot. However, as we had no knowledge as to how to free them at this time, we had to keep the gems with us until an opportunity arose to do so. </p><p> </p><p>We sold all the other items, including the fount of all chocolate, despite Jorine’s wistful looks; it raised a surprising amount of money; thankfully the new funds allowed us to purchase various items of equipment, especially for the warriors, including poor Victor who had lost so much when his magical bag was burned in the Dark Pyre.</p><p> </p><p>So, both Longhelim and Victor both received a new set of plate mail, highly magical. Victor also obtained a strange new shield, one which, once activated, floated in front of him and acted as normal shield for all intents and purposes. It only lasted for a short period of time and then had to be activated again but it was a fascinating and powerful piece of magic nonetheless. Drudge obtained a new set armour, as did John and Felix obtained a new magical shield. I managed to secure some money which I determined to save to purchase inks which would allow me to scribe new spells into my spell book; when I had the time of course; lack of time for spell scribing seemed to be my main problem right now.</p><p> </p><p>Many of the items were purchased at the most eminent magical armourer in the city; there was a possibility that we may have been able to bargain a little harder somewhere else, but we did not have the time for that. As it was, this establishment worked in the manner that the prices were fair but set; if you wanted to bargain, there were plenty of other establishments but this one had the best reputation for quality.</p><p> </p><p>Best of all for Victor, we managed to obtain a magical falchion for him. John was kind enough to hunt one down for him while he was being fitted with his armour; Victor was a little unhappy that he wasn’t able to choose his own weapon but the armourer was adamant that if he left now, the armour would not be ready.</p><p> </p><p>When John returned to the armoury, the package that he held was wrapped; Victor was dressed in two arm greaves and the front half of his breastplate while the armourer was trying to fit the rear. The rogue waited until the armourer had finished and then grinning, handed the package to the warrior. Victor hefted it and then, looked at John, his face wordlessly asking a question.</p><p> </p><p>“Well, open it!” exclaimed John.</p><p> </p><p>Victor did so and as he revealed the weapon my eyes widened. It was a falchion; but the metal that it was made of; it was adamantite; we had seen so much of it in Castle Korstull that we all recognized it immediately. Despite its many appearances in the Castle, it was incredibly rare and hugely prized; for John to have been able to find a weapon made out of it in such a short time was a great boon.</p><p> </p><p>Victor looked at the rogue and inclined his head: “Thank you. Thank you very much indeed.”</p><p> </p><p>The other major pieces we purchased were a set of powerful healing wands; one of these was also for the gnomes. Although we had already spent a great deal of money in bringing back all of them from the dead, we felt that it was fair that they had some ability to heal themselves.</p><p> </p><p>So, once we had spent all of our money and obtained all of our items, we all sat down for a mid afternoon meal. Once that was over, Longhelim turned to the three gnomes:</p><p> </p><p>“Now that we have finished here, we are planning to fly to Seaquen; you are very welcome to join us or this would be a convenient place for you to plan a journey back to Sindaire. We would certainly speak to the Resistance about your contribution and your abilities but at the same time and I don’t doubt for one moment that they would dearly like you to become members but we don’t want to influence you unduly. You have to want to join.</p><p> </p><p>So, have you thought about what you would like to do next?”</p><p> </p><p>Jorine answered without hesitation:</p><p> </p><p>“We certainly have thought about it and we want to join the Resistance! The Ragesians have to be stopped and your behavior puts us in huge debt to you although please don’t think that we are doing this purely from a sense of obligation. We think we can make a difference and we think the cause is just!”</p><p> </p><p>Longhelim smiled:</p><p> </p><p>“So be it! Welcome! We’ll all fly back together and then we will introduce you to the leadership.”</p><p> </p><p>Saying that, we paid our bill and left the inn; once we were out of sight of the city, we turned into mist and began the flight South to Seaquen.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Cafu, post: 6177435, member: 6692807"] As I watched the ground pass under us, lost in my own thoughts, I felt someone gently tugging at my back. It was Drudge; I turned around just as John asked me: “Faden? Are you with us? We were just discussing what we should do next.” I was still thinking about everything that we had learned in Castle Korstull, the creatures we had met there, the ramifications of the Shahalesti making an alliance with a Ragesian army and the startling conclusions that Victor had made, suggesting that Leska’s moves had been planned months in advance. However, I had also thought a little about our short term goals, so I was able to answer that question quickly: “Well, we have found some treasure in the Castle; normally, I would suggest getting to Seaquen as soon as possible but unfortunately, there is nothing to buy there. It may have the Lyceum there but it is still a village; or was, last time we were there anyway. Anyway, what I am thinking is that we should use this sled for as long as it lasts; when it lands, we should continue heading west until nightfall; we camp for the night, learn spells the next morning. Felix then casts his spells which allow us to change into vapour; once we achieve that, we fly to Bresk; at the speed of that magic, it shouldn’t take us too long. Once we get there, we purchase what we can and then fly down to Seaquen as soon as possible. Hopefully, with their assistance and their research, we may be able to make some sort of sense out of this cryptic scratching that Darius left behind; even if they can’t, I can guarantee you they will send us somewhere else almost immediately. Oh, also, if possible, Felix, I think we should use your life giving magic on Grellfinn. He has been a good companion and lost his life in our defence.” Longhelim looked at everyone: “Well, that’s pretty much to the point; anyone else have any other ideas? If not, then Faden seems to have summed things up fairly well.” Everyone else, especially the gnomes, were nodding. The sky sled flew on for some time but finally, it began to glide down gently and we landed. On the ground, John stared thoughtfully at it; then he turned to us: “Do you think we could carry it maybe?” We all looked at him. He already knew the answer to that. It was just too big and awkward to carry any distance. John looked at it again and sighed. Then he hunted out some nearby shrubs and put some branches on it, trying to make it look part of the landscape. It didn’t really work but it made him happy. He did make sure to pull out the diamond out of the face of the sun carved on its front. The stone may have lost its magic but it was still valuable. Dusting ourselves down and getting into order, we moved out. Victor and Longhelim carried Grellfinn’s body and Drudge ranged far and wide. The land was rolling country side, very green with various shrubs and growths but no proper trees. It was also deserted; John still looked back at the sky sled regretfully every so often then he seemed to accept its loss. Unfortunately, it was so visible, even from a distance, that unless this area was completely deserted, then someone or something would spot it fairly quickly. We travelled until dark and then set up camp near a stream. Tents were erected and rations brought out and shared with the gnomes, who unfortunately had left all of theirs in their wagon. Once the food was consumed and we all lay around the fire, Longhelim puffing his usual pipe, I asked the others: “So, about tomorrow.” I took out a map of the lands we knew and pointed to the location of the city. “We should prepare spells tomorrow to do the following: we need to help Grellfinn, also we need to find out what all of our magic does and finally we need to be able to get to Bresk and then to Seaquen as soon as we finish; this should all be within our abilities.” Felix was nodding: “Certainly, I can learn the spells that will get us to Bresk and Seaquen as fast as the wind; can’t do anything about finding out the functions of all the curious things from the Castle. However, I can do something about Grellfinn, but as we know, it will be expensive.” Longhelim looked at him and said: “He can have my diamonds.” Both Jorine and Oller looked both grateful and awed by that gesture. It was a lot of diamonds. “And providing we can find a suitable piece of jewelry, I’ll be able to work just what does what, from the castle.“ After that, the conversation was mostly about what everyone had seen in Castle Korstull; their impressions, their thoughts and what they believed was happening. Jorine wanted to know what had happened to everyone after the unfortunate incident in the lift shaft; I asked everyone about Ernest, the halfling that turned out to be a trillith but as usual, no one could tell me anything. There had been no indications that Ernest was anything else but what he claimed to be: a halfling hireling. Soon it was time to go to sleep and after watches had been set, everyone retired. The next morning, we all prepared for the day. Felix produced his usual sumptuous breakfast; it is said that breakfast is the most important meal of the day and the priest was certainly proving that. Once we finished, Felix again produced that most astonishing of miracles; I watched in fascination as the cleric performed his ritual and some time later, Grellfinn stirred and breathed again. It really was quite extraordinary magic. Grellfinn had to be healed and he was given some Felix’s special breakfast. After that, the priest cast his last spells of the morning on all of us; then, as per his instructions, we turned into mist and flew high into the sky. Again, Felix’s spell was quite incredible. Of course, I was familiar with the sensation of flying but never at this speed. The wind seemed to seize and propel us like arrows through the air; it was dizzying. Thankfully, Drudge, with his uncanny sense of directions, was able to guide us over the landscape. I am not sure how visible we were from the ground but I loved the sensation of speeding through the blue sky and seeing the landscape unrolling under me. In a lamentably short time, we saw a large city in the distance and a few moments later, it took the unmistakable shape of Bresk with its large castle and huge walls. We landed nearby but out of sight and then walked in. My word, the city was different than both previous times we had entered publicly. The first time, King Steppengaard was insane, both with grief and driven so by his gnome advisor, Nina Glibglamer, who proved to be a trillith described appropriately as Madness. Having an insane king had driven the city a little mad as well, mostly by the King’s behavior; no one knew who was going to be arrested next, what capriciousness was going to be declared as a law and how the ruler was going to react to normal, everyday life. The second time, we entered as part of the entourage of Duke Gallo of Gallo’s Fend just when a state of war existed between the King and his Duke; that led to some tension as well. That sequence of events led to a bloodbath in the King’s Banqueting Hall. This was the first time we entered into the city as normal travelers. There were crowds of people walking, on horseback and on carts and carriages; everyone was talking or shouting and there was hustle and bustle everywhere; in other words, it looked as if the city was getting on with its normal life. I was delighted as it meant that no new crisis had hit Bresk while we had been away. Still, despite this, we determined to stay here incognito as asking for an audience with Steppengaard would inevitably result in a delay which we could ill afford. Frankly, I was surprised we had not received a magical message from Seaquen asking for a progress report already. If Steppengaard had known we were here, he would certainly want a full report about events in Castle Korstull; and rulers operated on a different timeline than anyone else. So, dodging people, horses and children, we arrived at a reputable inn where we rented a room. Once settled, we set out to find a reputable jeweler, which was not difficult. Once I made my request to him for the very specialized eyepiece that I needed for my spell, he sent me to a colleague who stocked that type of item. It took a little while but I finally obtained a beautiful sapphire set in a gold ring and with a handle made of ivory. The whole piece was expensive but it was needed for my new magic. Once we returned to the inn, I took out my prize and we began to discern the nature of not only the pieces which we had found in the Castle but also various others which we had collected previously; and there were a fair few. There is no need to go into the details of all the pieces which had found, with one exception. The exception were the soul gems; as predicted, they proved to be receptacles used in magic which trapped the soul. It was a type of ritual that was so above my knowledge at this time that I had only heard about it; oh, I knew some of the theory but the practice was both unknown and abhorrent to me. The one gem which we examined contained the soul of an old and gentle Ragesian; what the poor being had done to offend Coaltongue was unknown but no one deserved to be trapped in a gem forever like that, waiting until someone decided to use him to power a chariot. However, as we had no knowledge as to how to free them at this time, we had to keep the gems with us until an opportunity arose to do so. We sold all the other items, including the fount of all chocolate, despite Jorine’s wistful looks; it raised a surprising amount of money; thankfully the new funds allowed us to purchase various items of equipment, especially for the warriors, including poor Victor who had lost so much when his magical bag was burned in the Dark Pyre. So, both Longhelim and Victor both received a new set of plate mail, highly magical. Victor also obtained a strange new shield, one which, once activated, floated in front of him and acted as normal shield for all intents and purposes. It only lasted for a short period of time and then had to be activated again but it was a fascinating and powerful piece of magic nonetheless. Drudge obtained a new set armour, as did John and Felix obtained a new magical shield. I managed to secure some money which I determined to save to purchase inks which would allow me to scribe new spells into my spell book; when I had the time of course; lack of time for spell scribing seemed to be my main problem right now. Many of the items were purchased at the most eminent magical armourer in the city; there was a possibility that we may have been able to bargain a little harder somewhere else, but we did not have the time for that. As it was, this establishment worked in the manner that the prices were fair but set; if you wanted to bargain, there were plenty of other establishments but this one had the best reputation for quality. Best of all for Victor, we managed to obtain a magical falchion for him. John was kind enough to hunt one down for him while he was being fitted with his armour; Victor was a little unhappy that he wasn’t able to choose his own weapon but the armourer was adamant that if he left now, the armour would not be ready. When John returned to the armoury, the package that he held was wrapped; Victor was dressed in two arm greaves and the front half of his breastplate while the armourer was trying to fit the rear. The rogue waited until the armourer had finished and then grinning, handed the package to the warrior. Victor hefted it and then, looked at John, his face wordlessly asking a question. “Well, open it!” exclaimed John. Victor did so and as he revealed the weapon my eyes widened. It was a falchion; but the metal that it was made of; it was adamantite; we had seen so much of it in Castle Korstull that we all recognized it immediately. Despite its many appearances in the Castle, it was incredibly rare and hugely prized; for John to have been able to find a weapon made out of it in such a short time was a great boon. Victor looked at the rogue and inclined his head: “Thank you. Thank you very much indeed.” The other major pieces we purchased were a set of powerful healing wands; one of these was also for the gnomes. Although we had already spent a great deal of money in bringing back all of them from the dead, we felt that it was fair that they had some ability to heal themselves. So, once we had spent all of our money and obtained all of our items, we all sat down for a mid afternoon meal. Once that was over, Longhelim turned to the three gnomes: “Now that we have finished here, we are planning to fly to Seaquen; you are very welcome to join us or this would be a convenient place for you to plan a journey back to Sindaire. We would certainly speak to the Resistance about your contribution and your abilities but at the same time and I don’t doubt for one moment that they would dearly like you to become members but we don’t want to influence you unduly. You have to want to join. So, have you thought about what you would like to do next?” Jorine answered without hesitation: “We certainly have thought about it and we want to join the Resistance! The Ragesians have to be stopped and your behavior puts us in huge debt to you although please don’t think that we are doing this purely from a sense of obligation. We think we can make a difference and we think the cause is just!” Longhelim smiled: “So be it! Welcome! We’ll all fly back together and then we will introduce you to the leadership.” Saying that, we paid our bill and left the inn; once we were out of sight of the city, we turned into mist and began the flight South to Seaquen. [/QUOTE]
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