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<blockquote data-quote="Cinerarium" data-source="post: 864669" data-attributes="member: 9349"><p><strong>Seeking Knowledge, cont.</strong></p><p></p><p>We expressed our thanks to Omad, and he left us for the moment. Presently an elder priest of Deneir entered the room. Stooped with age, he waved us to sit as we stood in his presence. He ponderously made his way over to the chair that Omad had occupied.</p><p></p><p>“Hello,” he rasped, “I am Reader Ells Three-Words. They call me Three-Words because I have discovered three words of the Metatext!” The elderly priest beamed with pride. “I would have found a few more, if I hadn’t fallen asleep after too much mead one night as a younger priest. The candle I had been studying by fell over, and badly burned a tome I had been studying. Ah… the misfortunes of youth! Now, what is it I can do for you?”</p><p></p><p>“Reader Ells, I am Goetryn Pater, lately of Cymeria. This is my companion, Kazir al’Goram. We are honored to meet you! Three words of the Metatext! I must say, it is an honor to know you, Glyphscribe. </p><p></p><p>“We understand you spoke yesterday with a Sir Gorful. We are old acquaintances of his, and would like to know, if we could, more about your meeting. Why was he here in the Sevencity? We saw him at the Hills Estate but a short time ago.”</p><p></p><p>“Sir Gorful?” asked the elderly Reader. “Ah yes, young fellow. He was here looking for some people, now let me see… yes, he said something about looking for a strange mix of people, something about a Gordian, a gnome, and an elf, if I remember correctly. I’m not sure why in heavens he sought them out here. Seemed he almost took up the orders of Deneir as a younger man, before entering into the service of Lord Byron. Most peculiar.”</p><p></p><p>“An – an elf, a gnome, and a Gordian? Did he perhaps mention an Aradeeti, a Valusian, and another elf?” I asked, incredulous that he could have been looking for us.</p><p></p><p>“Why yes, I think he did. Is that important?” asked Three-Words.</p><p></p><p>I paused, and exchanged a glance with Kazir. “I believe it may be, elder. I believe he was seeking us. My other companions include those you mentioned. Do you know why he sought us?”</p><p></p><p>“He sought you? I heard that we had your journal, young Goetryn. Now I must read it myself! I look forward to discovering the circumstances behind such a motley group assembling! Well, Sir Gorful. I think he said something about you possibly being in danger. Oh my, but that does sound dreadful.”</p><p></p><p>“We thank you greatly, Reader Ells Three-Words. If you could excuse us, we need to see if we can find Gorful at all.”</p><p></p><p>“Not at all, young one. And make sure, when you write about me in your journal, that you mention why I’m called ‘Three-Words!’”</p><p></p><p>Kazir and I took our leaves of Three-Words (thank you again, elder) and decided to go to Happy Harlan’s in case he had tracked us there. On our way, we came across a bowyer that caught my eye. I had heard stories of the skilled crossbow craftsmen of Harren, and decided to quickly look over the bowyer’s wares. The worst of his crossbows put my worn crossbow to shame. With money in my pocket from our adventures in the sewers, I decided to buy one of his masterwork creations. I haggled a decent price, and he even threw in a few of his masterful bolts as well. For the rest of our journey to Harlan’s I felt a bit safer, knowing I had such a fine weapon at my side.</p><p></p><p>Hara didn’t look pleased to see us, as I expected. Again though, the half-orc Begeth Toth started as we entered the bar. Ignoring him for the moment, I headed straight for where Hara stood at the bar.</p><p></p><p>“Hara, I’d like to again apologize for the incident yesterday. If it’s any consolation, we’ve found another place to stay the night.”</p><p></p><p>“Well, ye paid, so all’s forgiven, but that kind of foolishness will scare off customers.”</p><p></p><p>“Agreed. Again, my sincerest apologies. I must beg a question of you though. Have you seen a man in here lately asking after my companions and I? He would be a large Luc Valusian, bald but armed and wearing armor, most likely.”</p><p></p><p>Hara gave me a look, and I knew she’d try to get some more coin out of me before this was over. “No, I saw no such man looking for you.”</p><p></p><p>“Could I ask you then to give him a note if he appears and asks for us?”</p><p></p><p>“Aye,” she said, and I could predict her next utterance before it left her lips, “in exchange for a few crowns.”</p><p></p><p>I grimaced. This harpy had taken every opportunity to come between us and our coin. I thanked Deneir and Omad for giving us another place to stay. If I ever have the coin to start my own inn, I will make it my mission to drive this uppity scullion out of business!</p><p></p><p>“Very well. Two crowns to deliver this note to Gorful, if he should come looking for us.” I quickly drew out a sheet of paper, my ink and pen. Kazir suggested simply drawing the symbol of Deneir, reasoning that Gorful would know where to seek us out if he saw that. I agreed, and sketched a simple rendering of my Lord’s personal glyph, his eye underneath a candle. I folded the paper carefully, and dripped a bit of candle wax to make a seal. I handed the note with the crowns to Hara. “Thank you for this, Hara.” She grimaced and walked away to serve other patrons.</p><p></p><p>No sooner had I turned around to talk with Kazir than I found myself face to chest with Begeth Toth, the large half-orc towering half a head over me. “Can I help you?” I quipped, reeling internally from his stench.</p><p></p><p>“I gots information you want,” Begeth growled. “You makes it worth my while, and maybe I’ll tell it to you.”</p><p></p><p>“Information? What information?” I asked, stalling for time to think.</p><p></p><p>“First, you buy me some Margiven mead. Then we be talking.”</p><p></p><p>Kazir had told me of Begeth’s fondness for mead, and of his semi-frequent brawls with Jorthio Twicebow, a Larren clansman who also hangs about Harlan’s. I was relatively sure that by getting Begeth into his cups, I might be provoking Hara further, but at this point I didn’t particularly care, and figured that the coin we’d given her would still persuade her to give our note to Gorful if he should arrive.</p><p></p><p>With a mead in hand, Begeth was more agreeable to talk. I won’t bore you, dear journal, with the bartering that went on. Other than learning that Begeth’s skills with arithmetic were seriously lacking, we got precious little information out of him, other than a few slanders towards myself and my god. Eventually we agreed to hire him out at eight crowns a day, upon conclusion of which he would tell us what information we had. We agreed to pick him up the next day for a mission we were planning.</p><p></p><p>Exhausted from running all over town, we ate a quick meal and retired to our cell in Deneir’s Temple. As promised, Five-Crossings had returned my journal, presumably having kept a copy for himself. I shall have to buy a new one, however, if I keep writing at this rate.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Cinerarium, post: 864669, member: 9349"] [B]Seeking Knowledge, cont.[/B] We expressed our thanks to Omad, and he left us for the moment. Presently an elder priest of Deneir entered the room. Stooped with age, he waved us to sit as we stood in his presence. He ponderously made his way over to the chair that Omad had occupied. “Hello,” he rasped, “I am Reader Ells Three-Words. They call me Three-Words because I have discovered three words of the Metatext!” The elderly priest beamed with pride. “I would have found a few more, if I hadn’t fallen asleep after too much mead one night as a younger priest. The candle I had been studying by fell over, and badly burned a tome I had been studying. Ah… the misfortunes of youth! Now, what is it I can do for you?” “Reader Ells, I am Goetryn Pater, lately of Cymeria. This is my companion, Kazir al’Goram. We are honored to meet you! Three words of the Metatext! I must say, it is an honor to know you, Glyphscribe. “We understand you spoke yesterday with a Sir Gorful. We are old acquaintances of his, and would like to know, if we could, more about your meeting. Why was he here in the Sevencity? We saw him at the Hills Estate but a short time ago.” “Sir Gorful?” asked the elderly Reader. “Ah yes, young fellow. He was here looking for some people, now let me see… yes, he said something about looking for a strange mix of people, something about a Gordian, a gnome, and an elf, if I remember correctly. I’m not sure why in heavens he sought them out here. Seemed he almost took up the orders of Deneir as a younger man, before entering into the service of Lord Byron. Most peculiar.” “An – an elf, a gnome, and a Gordian? Did he perhaps mention an Aradeeti, a Valusian, and another elf?” I asked, incredulous that he could have been looking for us. “Why yes, I think he did. Is that important?” asked Three-Words. I paused, and exchanged a glance with Kazir. “I believe it may be, elder. I believe he was seeking us. My other companions include those you mentioned. Do you know why he sought us?” “He sought you? I heard that we had your journal, young Goetryn. Now I must read it myself! I look forward to discovering the circumstances behind such a motley group assembling! Well, Sir Gorful. I think he said something about you possibly being in danger. Oh my, but that does sound dreadful.” “We thank you greatly, Reader Ells Three-Words. If you could excuse us, we need to see if we can find Gorful at all.” “Not at all, young one. And make sure, when you write about me in your journal, that you mention why I’m called ‘Three-Words!’” Kazir and I took our leaves of Three-Words (thank you again, elder) and decided to go to Happy Harlan’s in case he had tracked us there. On our way, we came across a bowyer that caught my eye. I had heard stories of the skilled crossbow craftsmen of Harren, and decided to quickly look over the bowyer’s wares. The worst of his crossbows put my worn crossbow to shame. With money in my pocket from our adventures in the sewers, I decided to buy one of his masterwork creations. I haggled a decent price, and he even threw in a few of his masterful bolts as well. For the rest of our journey to Harlan’s I felt a bit safer, knowing I had such a fine weapon at my side. Hara didn’t look pleased to see us, as I expected. Again though, the half-orc Begeth Toth started as we entered the bar. Ignoring him for the moment, I headed straight for where Hara stood at the bar. “Hara, I’d like to again apologize for the incident yesterday. If it’s any consolation, we’ve found another place to stay the night.” “Well, ye paid, so all’s forgiven, but that kind of foolishness will scare off customers.” “Agreed. Again, my sincerest apologies. I must beg a question of you though. Have you seen a man in here lately asking after my companions and I? He would be a large Luc Valusian, bald but armed and wearing armor, most likely.” Hara gave me a look, and I knew she’d try to get some more coin out of me before this was over. “No, I saw no such man looking for you.” “Could I ask you then to give him a note if he appears and asks for us?” “Aye,” she said, and I could predict her next utterance before it left her lips, “in exchange for a few crowns.” I grimaced. This harpy had taken every opportunity to come between us and our coin. I thanked Deneir and Omad for giving us another place to stay. If I ever have the coin to start my own inn, I will make it my mission to drive this uppity scullion out of business! “Very well. Two crowns to deliver this note to Gorful, if he should come looking for us.” I quickly drew out a sheet of paper, my ink and pen. Kazir suggested simply drawing the symbol of Deneir, reasoning that Gorful would know where to seek us out if he saw that. I agreed, and sketched a simple rendering of my Lord’s personal glyph, his eye underneath a candle. I folded the paper carefully, and dripped a bit of candle wax to make a seal. I handed the note with the crowns to Hara. “Thank you for this, Hara.” She grimaced and walked away to serve other patrons. No sooner had I turned around to talk with Kazir than I found myself face to chest with Begeth Toth, the large half-orc towering half a head over me. “Can I help you?” I quipped, reeling internally from his stench. “I gots information you want,” Begeth growled. “You makes it worth my while, and maybe I’ll tell it to you.” “Information? What information?” I asked, stalling for time to think. “First, you buy me some Margiven mead. Then we be talking.” Kazir had told me of Begeth’s fondness for mead, and of his semi-frequent brawls with Jorthio Twicebow, a Larren clansman who also hangs about Harlan’s. I was relatively sure that by getting Begeth into his cups, I might be provoking Hara further, but at this point I didn’t particularly care, and figured that the coin we’d given her would still persuade her to give our note to Gorful if he should arrive. With a mead in hand, Begeth was more agreeable to talk. I won’t bore you, dear journal, with the bartering that went on. Other than learning that Begeth’s skills with arithmetic were seriously lacking, we got precious little information out of him, other than a few slanders towards myself and my god. Eventually we agreed to hire him out at eight crowns a day, upon conclusion of which he would tell us what information we had. We agreed to pick him up the next day for a mission we were planning. Exhausted from running all over town, we ate a quick meal and retired to our cell in Deneir’s Temple. As promised, Five-Crossings had returned my journal, presumably having kept a copy for himself. I shall have to buy a new one, however, if I keep writing at this rate. [/QUOTE]
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