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The Lamentation of Lolth - Chapter V

Calenthang accepts the short sword as honor it could not bestow on him in the past.
"Aye, revered Ayden. I do believe we should press on with our current dilemma. Our resolve may be strong, but our physique may not be strong enough to challenge this Brotherhood," the warrior gives his opinion that he did not want to mention until someone else had given an agreeable position.
 
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Broddy quickly followed Dunstand and Calenthang to the temple, where to his surpise everyone was gathered as well as an older woman.

Being rather confused as to what is going on, he pauses for a moment to listen to Ayden speak still not sure what is going on his curosity about finding out is overridden by the wands and the bracers that were just given to him.

"Ok, thank you." He says quietly. Studing the objects given to him, he places the wands in his haversack making a mental note to study them further to see is he can determine how many more uses each has. <ooc: any way of doing this without an identify spell?>

Broddy will put on the bracers as he listens to the rest of the priests speech. Once it is over he will cough and get everyone's attention.

"I know I am the new guy here but can anyone tell me who she is," he says nodding his head towards the woman, "and who Andreas and Lady Chasity are, also just what is the White Brotherhood?"
 

Calenthang hears the question from the gnome and smiles, glad to have some of the burden of the situation lifted by innocent questions.
"This is Mother Grundy, friend Broddy," he introduces. "She is a wise woman who has helped us in past grievances. Chastity and Andreas are our former traveling companions. Of the White Brotherhood I cannot say. From what I understand they are some sort of inquisition movement... Their methods are done under the pretense of justice," he says with a hint of sarcasm.
 

Drogo

"This brotherhood frowns on Arcane magic. Is this correct? And even having a magical weapon or item can bring their wrath upon you? They are fools, it seems. But perhaps not past being reasoned with."

"If things are getting grim here, perhaps Therav will willingly leave and thus give us an excuse to leave. I, for one, feel our duty is to our comrades, rather than this place. I do not dispute the evil that is occuring here, and if the group chooses to confront this first, I will stay. For our whole is greater than the sum of our parts."
 

"I do hope that these men can be convinced to see the foolishness of their cause, as I do not wish to see blood spilled needlessly. However, we will have to wait until we reach them until we can see."

Wishing that Drogo desired to stay because he felt it was the right thing to do rather than doing it just to support his companions, Ayden turned and looked at his friend.

"Drogo, while my heart tells me to run to help Lady Chasity and Andreas as quickly as I can, I feel they would be disappointed if we placed them above a darkness that we can hopefully drive away from this place. I feel certain that Lady Chasity would be especially disappointed in our actions, and to be honest, I feel that either way we turn, we lose."

Ayden paused for a moment, sighing slightly as he looked around at the crowds of people who were beginning their day.

"I know that we will not be able to right every foul deed that is committed in this world, as we are simple men and women, but if the elves will not help those people who are now searching for their lost companions, then we must. We know where the cave is, I feel that the female is a spirit of some kind bringing those poor souls to the grimlock cave as she tried to do to Therav. What I do not know is why the elves are not helping those that need it, what has hardened their heart so much that they seem to simply not care? What has made them this way?"

Turning to face Mother Grundy, Ayden reached out and held her hand in his for a moment.

"You have done well Honored Mother, and I owe you a debt that will not be easily repayed for your brave actions. Now, I must ask that you allow us to shoulder this burden and you return to Orchard Meadow and seek out Father Treeroot. Tell him of our plans on heading to Twilight Hollow once we have dealt with the grimlock threat here with the Mellorn and that I will be returning to Orchard Meadows as soon as this business is finished."

~Perhaps running a theater would be an easier path for me to walk for awhile...~
 

Mother Grundy nods softly, a distant look in her old, weary eyes. "I leave it in your capable hands. Whatever path you choose to take, I'm sure it will work out for the best. After you've learned their fate, either goodly or foul, please return to Orchard Meadows and see me. I would wish to know if you were able to rescue them."

OoC: Sorry for the short hiatus guys, but I'm back!

About the charges on the wands though, I don't have the list on hand, but Dhes might have it on his loot list, or perhaps an old copy of one when Andreas was still in the party. If not I'll have to dig through things and get you the exact number. ;)
 

OOC: am back!

IC:
Teleri listens to Mother Grundy's speech with wide-eyed shock. "Perhaps we can garner the aid of Mystra's followers and other deities who deal in true magic? After all, she is the embodiement of the Weave itself. Any cult that wishes to destroy magic would incite her ire. Rushing headlong into this will only get us killed. We need allies, lots of them. Ones beyond reproach. We also need to know their numbers, strengths/weaknesses and whether or not they themselves weild magic under different names."

"But both Ayden and Calenthang are right. We need to deal with the Grimlocks and this Kayris first."

We were both right about the White Council after all. But I will listen to your advice and proceed with caution about them. We are not powerful enough to take them headon as we are. At best, we might make it using hit and run tactics. Perhaps with a combination of defamation? Teleri tells the sword quietly.
 
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Having said his fill, Calenthang remains quiet while the others speak; all the excitement of the morning has made his sword arm tingle with anticipation.
I will need my strength well-honed...
 



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