The Lamentation of Lolth - Chapter IV

[Seonaid]

Chastity nods in agreement with, and approval of, Calenthang's gentle chastizing. [And would have done so first, had her player been able to get online! ] She then turns to Applebottom again, as interested as the others in what he has to say.

 

[Majin]

"The threat has ended, thanks to you," Osborne says through gritted teeth. "The sword..." he eyes it again and then raises his glance to meet Teleri's, a knowing look in his eyes, "is intelligent... It is embodied by the spirit of a dwarven Princess as that elf there surely knows. I was a member of a group of friends then. We came across it in our travels. Excavations of ancient ruins mostly. I saw it and I wanted it, so I took it. The only problem is it didn't want me. A high willpower that one has," he says once again eyeing the weapon.

"Tyrinth, recently having been cast out of her village by her sister wanted revenge. At first she was going to help me just for that simple reward, but then she learned from Ssirine about my plans, that I needed her as well. She could find other means of getting her revenge she said, that she wanted more to join me. So I gave her the sword, knowing it would never fully accept me. I also agreed to occasionally hire adventurers privately from the city, to send them down there, for her to feed on them. This is the price it cost for her loyalty. Everything was going fine, until you came," Applebottom glares back at Ayden.

 

[kirinke]

Teleri's mouth twitched in a half-smile as he described the sword. Almost to a 'T', she thought dryly. "Indeed. And what where your plans regarding the dam? Controlling a major watersource would draw in a great deal of profits from the local farmers who would vie for irrigation rights. But not only that, you also had a rather large fortune down in that well not just of money but of jewelry and magical items as well, easily enough to fund a small army. And not just of hapless workers," she added. "Would you care to explain that?" she asked politely.

 

[Majin]

Osborne barks a sharp laugh from the back of his throat, "If only it were mine. All the treasure down there was accumulated by Tyrinth, not me. From the fools I sent down there to be her supper, that is where she displayed that sword I gave to her."

 

[Dhes]

“Ok. So if it was all here doing, than what was your role, what was to be your price?”

 

[Jarval]

"...I also agreed to occasionally hire adventurers privately from the city, to send them down there, for her to feed on them. This is the price it cost for her loyalty. Everything was going fine, until you came," Applebottom glares back at Ayden.

Andreas pales at the Mayor's words.

"Just how many did you send to their deaths down that well?" He asks, his voice shaking with anger.

Gods, how easily we could have been added to that tally!

 

[Verbatim]

While he felt relieved that the immediate danger to the town was over with, Ayden could not help but feel that their actions had still came too late.

~All the lives lost just for a soul's greed...~

While his companions began asking questions of their own, Ayden turned and looked at the sword on Teleri's hip. While Applebottom had mentioned that the sword's will had been too much for him to overcome, he wondered if Teleri would face the same resistances from the sword that Applebottom had, especially since dwarves were not known for their open love of elves.

~We will have to look more into the spirit in the blade to see what her wishes are. The soul in the sword must be considered...~

While Ayden waited for Applebottom to answer Dunstand's question, he wondered how he should approach Mayor Trond on his thoughts on how to deal with Applebottom. While there was no doubt in Ayden's mind that the halfling deserved a traitor's fate, Ayden knew he had to keep his word that he would seek a painless end for the prisoner.

~Perhaps Mother Grundy's knowledge of herbs extends into poisons as well...~

 

[kirinke]

Teleri looked at the halfling, musing over what he said. Old memories from childhood tales surfaced. "This halfling has done much evil in the past. Killing him would do little good," she smiled.

"So I propose that we find someone with enough power to curse him. This curse would entail him to help build churches, temples and do other such good works and we hand him over to the local temple to ensure that he does exactly that," she looks at the others. "We would also want whomever we give him to to ensure that he would be well treated between the times he is helping build or whatever and do no harm to anything,"

 

[hippocrachus]

OOC: A geas? Could just ask Ernest...

 

[Verbatim]

"I think the spell you are thinking of is a geas Teleri. While the spell would be fitting the crime, it is not our decision to make. Mayor Trond and the town council have the final decision to make, and in this regard we have to respect their wishes."