The Reconquista: Part I (Shadows over Istivin)

Morley

Morley considers the discussion and finally speaks. "It is most generous of you to take the time to come here and offer your assistance. In that spirit I ask is there anything we can do for you?"
 

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Anastasia Winterheart

She listens intently throughout the conversation. Making mental notes as discussion moves a long. Interesting that they Queen has barracked herself within her own house...
 

Latalya

“I came to Istivin following an invitation by Marshall Velthundle, but now that we learned that there is something going on here, my priorities have shifted some. I will, of course, follow her invitation at some point, but for now our primary concern should be to uncover the threats and foil whatever they plan to do. We cannot let any harm come to Istivin. Unfortunately we know very little still, so we need to find out more for now.”
 

Scotley said:
Morley considers the discussion and finally speaks. "It is most generous of you to take the time to come here and offer your assistance. In that spirit I ask is there anything we can do for you?"
"Thank you for your generous offer, Master Ranger, but nothing springs to mind at the moment. That is not to say that all is well, or that I may not require your assistance in the future. My people have their own troubles in the south. Too many of the holds and fortresses there are still in the hands of giants and their humanoid allies. We simply have not had the numbers to make serious attempts at their recapture, and Istivin has been too distracted by their own internal struggles to be of much assistance. Even if things here were straightened out, the forces under General Terpin or Marshall Velthundle have not recovered their pre-war numbers. I am afraid that we must bide our time and pick our battles in the meantime."

Dumple clears his throat and his brow furrows with concern, "There have also been rumors of a leader among the enemy known to us only as the Azure Prince. We first became aware of him this past winter but our informants and diviners have been unable to discover even what race he is. We do know that he is amassing a force of giants, hobgoblins and goblins at the headwaters of the Davish river. So far the force is not of a size to cause immediate concern, but the inability to penetrate his identity alone presents a worry."

The dwarven prince then turns to Latalya and listens to her. He watches her carefully, breaking into a small smile at the mention of the Marshall.

"Velthundle is one of the most well-respected soldiers of any race in our struggle. You certainly would be wise to eventually take up her invitation." He sighs before continuing, the smile fading from his face. "However, if you have any information which might lead you to discover what happened in Istivin during the war, or what canker still eats at its heart, I implore you to investigate post haste. No body can long live with a bad heart."
 
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Morley

Nodding, Morley responds, "We are commited to rooting out this 'canker' at the heart of Istivin as you put it. If we turn up anything about an Azure Prince you can trust that we will pass it on. I must appologise as we seem to have forgotten our manners this morning. Can we offer you breakfast?"
 

George

Taking the information in and musing it over George then comments "So we have little hard intelligence just speculation, rumor and feelings"......
 

Anastasia Winterheart

"The only bit of Intel we do have Sir, is vague bit of guidance from an old Sage that recides here in town." Reports Anastasia. Her military training taking over as she address the Prince. "In summary Sir, he wishes for us to seek answers within the City's lower level dungeons. Its there, he says, that we will find what we seek. We were given a map and location to enter the dungeons threw the City's sewer system."
 

Mavic's knuckles whiten dangerously at the mention of a new giant chief leading the invasion anew, but he nods with darkened eyes when the Prince mentions the need to stabilize Istivin.

"Truth. Istivin must stand, and stand as the proud heart, if Sterich is to regain her former glory and magnificence. But the Marchioness, if she has covened herself away..." his eyes brimmed with unshed tears, "How her people need her, need a face and voice... These dark years, the people deserve their leader triumphant, not hedged inside her keep!" he all but hissed, his frustration wrote upon his brow.
 

Scotley said:
Nodding, Morley responds, "We are commited to rooting out this 'canker' at the heart of Istivin as you put it. If we turn up anything about an Azure Prince you can trust that we will pass it on. I must appologise as we seem to have forgotten our manners this morning. Can we offer you breakfast?"
The Prince shakes his head, holding up his hands in protest, "Thank you, but no. My group and I have already broken our fast at the home of a local iron merchant this morning. He insisted that we all try this Baklunish dish that I can't even begin to pronounce. It was good but quite filling, I'm afraid."

He gives George a sideways glance as he mutters his assertions, then remarks, "Speculation, you say? Rumors and feelings? It is no rumor that this city is tearing itself apart from within, Captain. That is as plain as your ..." Dumple seems to be about to let loose a string of curses when one of his dwarven advisers clears his throat noticably. The Prince checks himself and turns to listen to Anastasia, but not without giving George one more hard stare.

"An old Sage?" Dumple asks after the paladin of Mayaheine finishes. "Which sage might that be? Whoever it is, I hope that he steers you in the right direction."

He then turns to Mavic and calmly listens, nodding his head when the human finishes. "I agree. I too wish the Marchioness were less reclusive. She has never been a very popular figure in Istivin, not being a native, and her behavior only makes people more suspicious. I can still remember when the Earl brought her home after one of his campaigns up north. I think the mysterious disappearance of her husband struck her very hard. She never thought that she would have to rule a realm foreign to her in his stead."
 

Morley

Morley addresses the dwarf's question. "The sage's name is Algorthas. His belief is that an abyssal presence is growing more powerful by the minute in Istivin or more likely below it. His thought is that we are approaching a cataclysm. Given the effects we've seen and even felt, I suspect he is on to something. Our plan is to venture into these deepest dungeons and see what lurks there."
 

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