The Psionicle, Part VIII

[dkoz]

As Desimus is walking toward Ruth's with Jansson he speaks with a concerned whisper.

"Jansson, I wanted to speak with you about Jirlai."

His expression becomes a mix of determination and concern.

"He has heard our plans and knows where we will be going, and that worries me deeply. I know we will run into him again and that event will not be peaceful. He spared your life in the caverns and you spared his in the jungle, any debt between you is paid. Please, keep that in mind the next time you two meet. I know his type and he is set in his ways and ... beliefs. He will stop at nothing to obtain the destruction of psionics and in his folly he will destroy the balance of all."

Desimus pauses and his face grows cold.

"If he crosses us again know this, either he or I will fall. I will not suffer him tarnishing the magic that I love with his own intentions. I will not allow him to destroy the balance of the powers that the Psiconicle will assure."

He looks toward Jansson, attempting to measure his response.

 

[GnomeWorks]

Ruth the Smith

After a short walk and a few wrong turns, you come across a small shop bearing a simple sign in the window, written in simple script: Ruth's Smithy.

The door is unlocked, and opens easily. Inside, a small, cramped space is revealed.

Armor and weapons, of all makes, line the walls - some in better condition than others. A thing counter runs along the back wall, and a closed door hangs in a doorway leading to the rear of the building.

A young man, who had been leaning upon the counter when you entered, quickly stands up straight. "Um..." He says. "Can I, um, help you?"

 

[Jarval]

"If he crosses us again know this, either he or I will fall. I will not suffer him tarnishing the magic that I love with his own intentions. I will not allow him to destroy the balance of the powers that the Psiconicle will assure."

"I know. If we cross with Jirlai again, I will fight against him alongside you. He'd spared my life, so I had to give him the chance to redeem himself, but he rejected it." Jansson's face turns grim.

"I too am worried by his knowledge of our destination. We should expect trouble. Still, at least we deprived him of his most potent weapon." he gestures at Desimus' new staff.

Jansson turns his attention to the man in the smithy. "Is Ruth around? The fletcher sent us here to speak with her."

 

[GnomeWorks]

Jansson
"Is Ruth around? The fletcher sent us here to speak with her."

"Um, well, she's in the back, um, working on some... thing." He says with a little stuttering. "Um... do you want me to go back there and, um, get her?"

 

[Creamsteak]

Animus creeps up... using missive:

"Get Ruth, bring her here, we want to talk now."

 

[Jarval]

"Um, well, she's in the back, um, working on some... thing." He says with a little stuttering. "Um... do you want me to go back there and, um, get her?"

"That'd be good, lad. Thanks." Jansson smiles reassuringly at the young human.

 

[GnomeWorks]

He nods quickly, and goes through the door.

A few moments later, a human woman comes out, her hair in slight disarray. She is wiping her hands on a rag, which appears to be slightly damp.

"I'm Ruth," She says. "What can I do for you?"

 

[The Forsaken One]

She lays down her hammer and the rag, tries to get her hair a bit back like it was supposed to have been this morning (like every morning) and puts up a smile.

Euhm, I'm sorry if I'm kinda in some kind of bad mood but the buisness has been slow and what work there is has been hard on me. So how may I be of service to you good folk?

 

[Jarval]

"We were sent here by the fletcher. Our business is of something of a sensitive nature. Is there somewhere we could discuss matters privately?"

 

[The Forsaken One]

Her smiles fades away like a winter sun before a dark cloud. She regards you for a moment in silence.

Euhm.. I suppose... it's been a while since I've done some of the stuff I think you're supposing... but in the back we should be ok,. Follow me please.

She lets you through a door to the back room where a three forges are burning red hot. She shuts the door behind you.

Eroll, would you mind the store and make sure we are not disturbed? Thanks.