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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Plane Sailing" data-source="post: 1447" data-attributes="member: 114">The foul, filthy bites of the giant rats have infected Auriel and Crail with filth fever. Lysander calls upon Asura to heal Crail, but Auriel will have to wait awhile, and she finds her strength starting to fail, so she plans to spend more time resting. Crail, Lysander and Azrin spend a little more time looking around the festival. Crail picks up rumours about deaths down in Southspur, the poorest area of town outside the fortified walls. Also, apparently Tonar, the chief of the guard has disappeared a couple or weeks ago. He was investigating something down in Chatterstreet or Southspur and hasn’t been seen since. They also hear about a foreigner selling exotic weapons near the bell tower, and go to make his acquaintance. The see a swarthy man called Chandra, dressed in a broad-brimmed hat and clothing with fringes along the arms and legs. He greets Crail happily, and shows his Chakrams - exotic thrown weapons that look a little like steel frisbees (think of Xena). Azrin tries to make conversation with him, but Chandra tells him to “keep his stinking Singharese nose out of things.” DM note: Chandra comes from Tillan, a small state far to the west across the barrier range which is continually threatened by the religious super-state of Singh. He is understandably upset when one of his hereditary enemies tries to strike up a conversation with him!The group decide that the exotic weapon looks interesting, and several are purchased. They then pick up Auriel and decide to pay a visit to the strange little bookshop which was going to be selling the Candlemakers spell book for them. Proceeding into West Hill, Azrin is surprised by yet another tirade when a passer by starts shouting at him. “You priests, you say you are looking after our spiritual welfare, but what are you doing about the ghosts around here, eh? What are you doing about the West Hill ghosts? You are just foreign scum trying to get our money and prayers, aren’t you!” Azrin can’t get a word in edgewise, and is bemused - he certainly hasn’t heard of any such trouble, but apparently ghastly moans and gibberings have been heard in the neighbourhood of cheap street and the jewellers mall at night.</blockquote>

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