The Lamentation of Lolth - Chapter II

[Verbatim]

Entering the Sheriff's shop, Ayden wastes no time in filling him in with everything that has happened thus far to them.

As he mentions the slain corpses from the mill, Ayden pulls the daggers, darts, and banner from his pack and offers his theory that they were to be gifts to the Council, as the blades seem to be of superior craftsmenship.

At the mention of the Urthar and the attack at the campsite, Ayden does not leave out the fact that they let the remaining guards go, as well as their warning to them should they remain.

In the end, Ayden will implore the Sheriff to gather all of the Council members willing to see this evidence of third party interference for themselves.

OOC: As always, Diplomacy check is in effect..

 

[Majin]

Trond listens silently throughout all of this, the look on his face only becoming more grim as Ayden went on. "I am appalled that all of this has happened right outside of our village and has escaped my eye. It just has not been safe to venture that far out of town since the lizardfolk threat has started. It is regretful that the others were let go but this Urthar here will pay for their crimes. As for the council accompanying you most will probably refuse. The majority of the council are not adventurers Mr. Wyvernspur. They fear the swamp greatly. It is dangerous out there, but I'm sure that Father Ernest will at least come with us. We will leave at once. Please, I will take Urthar into my custody and have some of my guards hold him, while I fetch Ernest. We will make our way to this reservoir with all the guards I can spare and see first hand what is happening out there. I would ask of you to only delay no further than informing the mayor of whats happened before following us. He was an adventurer back in his day. Perhaps he will come with you as well."

 

[Verbatim]

"I will do so at once Sheriff."

Looking to the others, Ayden feels a great deal of satisfaction at what they have accomplished this day. While they have not located the gnomish engineer who designed the pump to drain the swamp, Ayden felt confident that after the council saw the proof, he and the others could begin their search afterwards.

"Hopefully, I will be just a moment at the Mayor's if you all want to help the Sheriff."

Pausing for a moment and smiling at the thought of the garish blade the mayor had, Ayden voiced his thoughts to the others.

"I'm afraid that the Mayor will not be able to join us either, as his sword looked far more ornate these days than pratical."

With that, Ayden began looking for the Mayor's house pausing only for a moment for any who wished to come with him to do so.

 

[Majin]

"The mayor's house is a renovated theater Mr. Wyvernspur. It would be hard to miss, and I really need no help here. My guards are more than enough. Please go, the mayor I'm sure would like to congratulate you all on a job well done and reward you. What you have done so far will almost certainly quell hostilities with the lizardfolk," Trond says with a smile.

 

[hippocrachus]

Calenthang thanks Trond and leaves with the others. When outside he addresses Ayden. "Sheriff Trond seems capable, but I still suggest we go back to the swamp when we are through speaking with the Mayor. To be honest, my curiosity has been piqued by all of this," he adds with a laugh.

 

[Manzanita]

Drogo

"Yes, let's talk to the mayor. I want to see his face when he hears the news. Then we'll go back to the swamp with whomever will accompany us."

 

[Verbatim]

Smiling back at Calenthang, Ayden could not agree with the warrior more.

"I was thinking the same thing a few moments ago. Even after the council sees the proof, we still need to find the Broken Axe clan and let them know what all has transpired and hopefully repair the damage that has been wrought. However, we still need to locate the cowled ones and their gnomish engineer as I think they hold more answers as to who is really behind this escapade."

Heading towards the former theater, Ayden smiled at the obvious sign that the house represented.

~Perhaps after this is all over Uncle, their might be room for two faiths in this town, and the theater might once be opened for those in this town...~

Forcing his thoughts back to one thing at the time, Ayden walked boldly towards the house and once there, he knocked on the door smiling to them all as he did so.

 

[Velmont]

Sielwoodan is near the well, giving water to Felmir and talking to him. "Well, that was hard work for you. Carrying a dead human is not pleasing, I know, but he has to find peace, only the gods can judge a man, even a human. Take a break, I think our friends will want to go back in the swamp soon."

He looks away and see the group getting out of Trond's establishment and follow them with the eyes.

 

[Majin]

OOC: Velmont did you mean to stay with Trond during that last post or not? I'm assuming everyone else will leave at Trond's request. Chaos, you still with us?

Dominating a leafy side street is a large cream-colored building. Approximately 50 feet tall, it has the word "THEATRE" chiseled into a stone sign above the door. The garden is full of bushes ornately trimmed into the shapes of woodland creatures. An impressive rose-covered trellis occupies the right side of the house and climbs up to a large picture window. Three large guard dogs patrol the walled garden. At the front of the house is a large, black wrought-iron gate with a bell-pull. At the rear of the house is a small wooden gate.

 

[Verbatim]

OOC: Guess I got a little ahead of myself on the last post. Sorry about that guys..

Approaching the gate, Ayden is impressed with the skill of the gardner that sculpted the green statues before him.

Reaching up to tug on the bell-pull, Ayden gives it a firm tug and waits for the Mayor to come out.