The road to Vrux.

Calondor (half-elf bard)

Calondor looks at the rest of the party each in turn then sighs and says "What exactly do you want us to do?"
 

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Rell Half-Giant Soul Knife

Rell enjoys the food and smiles broadly at Forr, "My friend you've outdone yourself once again." As the talk turns more serious he tells Golaer, "I would like to learn the truth behind this as well, I don't like being used and lied to. Besides, I owe you all my life."
 

Looking back at Calondor Golaer answers. "Help me... Help me figure out what's happening in the village. "

Fror seems to get excited by the Golaer revelation. He even forget to pay attention to Rell comments. "If not for gold, then for what"

"That is my problem, I don't know"
 

Makas (dwarf warrior)

Makas nods thoughtfully as the chicken juices ooze through his beard. "It can't end well with humans and elves involved, but aye, I've come this far and it has me intrigued. I'll be in it."
 

Rell Half-Giant Soul Knife

Rell considers for a moment, "Golaer, tell us a little about this area, what do the people here produce, how much temporal power do the rulers here wield. There must be something here that someone is after, something they feel they can only get by making the people here slaves. Is there something that the will of the people here prevents? Something that could be overcome by making them slaves? Tell us about the rulers and laws here."
 

The village is currently ruled by Vr'rult the wise and his very young wife. I don't know much about her other than her entire body is covered with tatoo and that she wields her sword like no one in our group. She seems to be protecting Vr'rult. I personally don't know her much, Vr'rult met her a bit after our group rebelled.

Vr'rult is a powerfull arcanist, he once blew away half of our group by himself. But he is physically very weak due to his age, some say he is around 700 years old. The only industry in our village is the Silver mine that has been running for 20 years and still has at least 30 years of silver left.

The laws followed in the village are the strict and just Axyrian law. They are still in place Vr'rult as he always did continue to make sure they are respected. That is the main reason Axyrian official didn't report anything strange or out of control when they investigated the village at our request. After their report, we went from freedom fighter to outlaw. It is now legal to kill us if needed.

Other than giving them their gold I don't see much other reason to break the villager will.

The baker of the village is a man coming from the east southern colony. You can't miss him is around 6'6'' and his skin is as black as coal his name is Dreai. His used to be a good friend of mine, I don't understand what happen, why he continue to prepare the bread for them.

In the last months we lost contact with the village and none of us are too aware of the latest news and development inside. They don't know you so maybe you could at least give us news from our family. My wife and children now live with her brother at 54 Dali Engatnomal in honor of the famous Sorceress, she was born on that street. It's the main street you can't miss it.

OOC Mithran Bardic knowledge +4, Knowledge History +4 roll 6+4, 18 +4; ) Mithran remembers a story about a very powerfull story about a sorceress queen that was controlling indirectly, through her few but powerfull followers dispersed through out the world, most of the known world at the time. That happened many centuries ago, her society always stayed secret and not much is now about it. Mithran also known that she was vanquished by the king of Mergovia (A small but highly militarised country that still resists the Axyr empire, located north of the empire). He doesn't know much more about her faith. One last thing comes to his mind he remembers that it is said that she was wearing tatoo all over her body.
 
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Rell Half-Giant Soul Knife

"Thank you, I don't know how it all fits together, but if we are to solve this puzzle we need all the pieces. I will inquire about your wife and daughter when we get to the village. I think we also need to visit this baker, Dreai."
 

"You have already had an official investigation!? That's going to be a problem. We are going to need irrefutable proof, or no one will believe your story. The drugs are not enough, we will need evidence of their use.

Golaer, do you think that one of your men could deliver a note to the capital for me? I would really like to inform my mentor about what has happened, so that Nadour cannot have us branded as outlaws before we tell our side of the story. In fact, we may be able to have Nadour branded outlaw, and if he is silly enough to return to the capital, arrested."
 

To Rell
"Please do, but don't hurt him he is a good friend of mine and I would be deeply saddned to learn that anything happen to him because of me. And thanks in advance for my family

To Morrison

"No problem Morrison, I will ask Yv'vus to give us access to his helm of comunication so that we can tell our contact in Axyr to deliver the information to your mentor. Just give me the message and where he can be reach, I will take care of the rest.

As for the helm Yv'vus stole it from the mayor office, greatly enhancing our capability. We are advised quickly when our contact notices an expedition being prepared against us. It also allows us to be aware of the latest news.

So Morrison you come with me?


Golaer seems very excited to show you the magical device. The more he was talking about it the more it seemed excited.
 

Calondor (half-elf bard)

Calondor looks a bit troubled by all this talk, then his face takes on more content look and he says "While they are off doing that... I'll offer my only talent that seems appropriate at the moment, music?"
 

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