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<blockquote data-quote="howandwhy99" data-source="post: 2777329" data-attributes="member: 3192"><p><strong>[Session 14]</strong></p><p></p><p>“We’ll be back,” Darius said to the large man at the desk as his friends retrieved their weapons. When he, Dalin, and Grog arrived at The Wyvern only Pax was upstairs. “Where is everybody?” asked Dalin. </p><p>“They all went off on their own shortly after you left,” reported Pax. “No one told me where they were going. I’ve only seen Father Benedict standing out by the privies through the window.”</p><p>“We need to find them. We might have found Tankurd,” said Dalin.</p><p>Dalin went on to explain to Pax about the slavepits under the city. Darius paced around the room silently. Pax was to inform anyone who came back how to enter the pits and to meet them there. </p><p>“Damn it all!” cursed Darius. “It doesn’t matter, if Dram isn’t with us.”</p><p>“What doesn’t matter?” asked Dram as he strolled into the bedroom.</p><p></p><p>Grog was left in the common room as he had already started on the complimentary lunch. Before going back to the secret entrance, Dalin asked to stop in and check on Ormand the Redd and the horses. Strangely the hireling was not in the stables, but they soon found him circling around the street outside. “They’re everywhere!” he exclaimed. Ormond had found sewer openings every one hundred feet down all the roads and alleyways surrounding the stables. Not a one had a cover or a grate.</p><p>“They probably go all over the city,” said Dram. “That Xvart fart could be anywhere by now.”</p><p>Darius ordered Ormond back into the stables and to be ready in case of another attack. Ormond shrugged bored and went inside. </p><p></p><p>The password worked again. Dalin stayed behind as before. And Darius and Dram went down the steps to the slavepits below. The smell was overpowering. Once they reached the large room of slaves Darius could see Dram losing his temper. The scene was one of nightmarish horror. Feces and urine caked bodies were stacked in long rows. There were over one hundred on each side of the room. Long iron chains threaded through wrist and ankle manacles forcing the prisoners into a prostrate position on top of one another. “Not now,” Darius whispered to Dram. “Let us see if we can find your brother Tankurd first.” When they stepped from the cleared walkway to search through the slaves one of the whip-holding, leather-masked slavers approached, but did he not move to intervene. </p><p></p><p>The search took a great deal of time. Some of the slaves had the same build and features as the friends in Hamfast Dram and grown up with. A few even held a distinct resemblance to him and his brother, but Tankurd was not among them. Once Dram was certain Darius took him into the auction room on the far side. The crowd of buyers was still gathered in a circle around a podium where a barker stood. “SOLD!” the man shouted. “For three silver!” A young adolescent boy was unshackled by guards from a large board against a wall. Then he was dragged off to one side by his new owner. Dram and Darius watched as an old woman was brought out and secured to the board. The guards were bringing new slaves from a cordoned off exit behind the podium. Darius studied the audience of buyers. It was made up of mostly humans and from every walk of life. </p><p></p><p>Dram watched in disgust as the woman was sold for a mere copper. He did not want to think about what happened to the slaves that did not sell. Darius strolled over to the guards, so he followed. “I’m only here to buy a smith. Do you have any?” asked Darius. One of the guards shook his head. </p><p>“A group came through here not long ago. They wanted to much for it.”</p><p>“Really? What did they look like? The owners,” said Dram. “We might be interested.”</p><p>The guard stuck out his hand. Six silver described Lavinia and four men. Dram and Darius presumed they were her sons. Four silver more and they learned she had brought twenty slaves with her. Dram continued with the silver one by one until he learned all he could. Lavinia was heading to Aldeweeg. She had sold the rest of the slaves, but had kept the smith. Dram gave the man a goldpiece and told him to say nothing of their conversation. “His word is worthless,” whispered Darius as they exited the auction room. Dram spit in response. </p><p></p><p>Upstairs Dalin was happily collecting Kayla, Rose, Diedre’s weapons. They had just arrived. “Pax told you the message then?” asked Darius. </p><p>“No,” replied Kayla. “We found it on our own. It was not that difficult.” Over in the corner Rose shivered from being so close to so much metal. Darius walked over and helped her to the exit. </p><p>“Let’s talk in private. They do not have what we are looking for below,” he said. Dram had already brushed by Kayla and Diedre and was out the door. The group walked back to The Wyvern. Once upstairs, Dram insisted on washing before anything further was discussed. Darius followed suit.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="howandwhy99, post: 2777329, member: 3192"] [b][Session 14][/b] “We’ll be back,” Darius said to the large man at the desk as his friends retrieved their weapons. When he, Dalin, and Grog arrived at The Wyvern only Pax was upstairs. “Where is everybody?” asked Dalin. “They all went off on their own shortly after you left,” reported Pax. “No one told me where they were going. I’ve only seen Father Benedict standing out by the privies through the window.” “We need to find them. We might have found Tankurd,” said Dalin. Dalin went on to explain to Pax about the slavepits under the city. Darius paced around the room silently. Pax was to inform anyone who came back how to enter the pits and to meet them there. “Damn it all!” cursed Darius. “It doesn’t matter, if Dram isn’t with us.” “What doesn’t matter?” asked Dram as he strolled into the bedroom. Grog was left in the common room as he had already started on the complimentary lunch. Before going back to the secret entrance, Dalin asked to stop in and check on Ormand the Redd and the horses. Strangely the hireling was not in the stables, but they soon found him circling around the street outside. “They’re everywhere!” he exclaimed. Ormond had found sewer openings every one hundred feet down all the roads and alleyways surrounding the stables. Not a one had a cover or a grate. “They probably go all over the city,” said Dram. “That Xvart fart could be anywhere by now.” Darius ordered Ormond back into the stables and to be ready in case of another attack. Ormond shrugged bored and went inside. The password worked again. Dalin stayed behind as before. And Darius and Dram went down the steps to the slavepits below. The smell was overpowering. Once they reached the large room of slaves Darius could see Dram losing his temper. The scene was one of nightmarish horror. Feces and urine caked bodies were stacked in long rows. There were over one hundred on each side of the room. Long iron chains threaded through wrist and ankle manacles forcing the prisoners into a prostrate position on top of one another. “Not now,” Darius whispered to Dram. “Let us see if we can find your brother Tankurd first.” When they stepped from the cleared walkway to search through the slaves one of the whip-holding, leather-masked slavers approached, but did he not move to intervene. The search took a great deal of time. Some of the slaves had the same build and features as the friends in Hamfast Dram and grown up with. A few even held a distinct resemblance to him and his brother, but Tankurd was not among them. Once Dram was certain Darius took him into the auction room on the far side. The crowd of buyers was still gathered in a circle around a podium where a barker stood. “SOLD!” the man shouted. “For three silver!” A young adolescent boy was unshackled by guards from a large board against a wall. Then he was dragged off to one side by his new owner. Dram and Darius watched as an old woman was brought out and secured to the board. The guards were bringing new slaves from a cordoned off exit behind the podium. Darius studied the audience of buyers. It was made up of mostly humans and from every walk of life. Dram watched in disgust as the woman was sold for a mere copper. He did not want to think about what happened to the slaves that did not sell. Darius strolled over to the guards, so he followed. “I’m only here to buy a smith. Do you have any?” asked Darius. One of the guards shook his head. “A group came through here not long ago. They wanted to much for it.” “Really? What did they look like? The owners,” said Dram. “We might be interested.” The guard stuck out his hand. Six silver described Lavinia and four men. Dram and Darius presumed they were her sons. Four silver more and they learned she had brought twenty slaves with her. Dram continued with the silver one by one until he learned all he could. Lavinia was heading to Aldeweeg. She had sold the rest of the slaves, but had kept the smith. Dram gave the man a goldpiece and told him to say nothing of their conversation. “His word is worthless,” whispered Darius as they exited the auction room. Dram spit in response. Upstairs Dalin was happily collecting Kayla, Rose, Diedre’s weapons. They had just arrived. “Pax told you the message then?” asked Darius. “No,” replied Kayla. “We found it on our own. It was not that difficult.” Over in the corner Rose shivered from being so close to so much metal. Darius walked over and helped her to the exit. “Let’s talk in private. They do not have what we are looking for below,” he said. Dram had already brushed by Kayla and Diedre and was out the door. The group walked back to The Wyvern. Once upstairs, Dram insisted on washing before anything further was discussed. Darius followed suit. [/QUOTE]
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