The Key to Victory

[Aldern Foxglove]

"Well I suppose I've already tagged along for the ride. And in any case I am all for giving a chap his freedom - I presume this fellows a captive right? I am handy with a lock and with stealth, just not so much with zombies." Aver says as he checks over his wounds wincing and frowning.

[sblock=Healing]I assume it only goes up to half HP right? The Dragon Shaman aura?[/sblock]

 

[Dragonwriter]

Jareth nods to Mal, apparently accepting the state of things. As Ernestine speaks, Jareth gets curious, but also skeptical. "A month? Where were you when the Treylor arrived?"

Before there is a chance for her to answer again, the young man looks straight at the weaselly-looking elf. "Yes, he's imprisoned and to be executed. The charge amounts to treason. Still interested?"

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Sense Motive check for Ern's story, if she's telling the (whole) truth, etc. No, Jareth does not trust easily.
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[Aldern Foxglove]

"Oh people have threatened to execute me dozens of times. In my experience if they are really serious they just kill you without all the ballsing about. But I'm in anything to live in interesting times, and besides I need to salvage my bruised ego by demonstrating I am not wholly worthless after that display of dazzling ineptitude." Aver replies lightly.

 

[Fangor the Fierce]

"Now, another question would be just how you were able to appear to our aid so fortunately? Last we knew, you could not escape a few ropes. Now, you are teleporting about."

Mal wonders just what secrets Jareth holds as well.

(Yes, heal to 1/2 max HP due to Aura)

 

[HolyMan]

"She's lying, Jareth." Tira states walking up to stand beside the warrior. Standing side by side everyone can see the slight resemblance of the two people. If Tira's ears weren't pointed or perhaps Jareth's were they would look like brother and sister.

"There has been no Treylor this side of the river. And she is human and would not be allowed to venture into the forest far enough to be sleeping near any cave that could lead here this deep into the Ways."

The fiery red-headed half-elf still holds her sword with the gore of the zombies still on it. "And yet she is here. That I can't explain and she looks like she has been here a long time. What did you do teleport in like Jareth or sneak in some other way?" Tira asks sword held in a firm grip.

 

[Dragonwriter]

Jareth shrugs at Mal's question. "Magic. Got held up after being released from that false imprisonment, then figured out a way to find Tira and get here quickly. If you want more detail, it'll have to wait. I want to hear answers to my half-sister's questions."

The young man's eyes grow hard as he watches Ernestine.

 

[jackslate45]

"No Treylor?" Ern repeats, more stunned than anything. With a loud gulp, she goes a little pale. But, then... it must be...

Shaking her head a little she looks up at Tira and says "I am by no means able to teleport myself around at will, or else I would be far from this place already. I am this far back because I have been wondering around lost for a month. This cave is hard enough to navigate. I was not able to find a way out. As to why I came into this cave, I was attacked by a group of people. I thought them to be Treylor, and escaped to the Ways. If you say that no Treylor was here, I can only think of one other group that it could be."

 

[HolyMan]

"And who could that possibly be." Tira asks sounding like she already feels the lie coming on.

 

[jackslate45]

With a pained expression, Ern says "Vester's Reavers, of course."

 

[HolyMan]

*gasp*

"No that can't be. Why would they return here?" Tira asks going ashen.