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<blockquote data-quote="Cinerarium" data-source="post: 950143" data-attributes="member: 9349"><p><strong>Hammer 8</strong></p><p></p><p>My head pounds with too many ciders this evening. I shall write more in the morning, when the throbbing has subsided.</p><p></p><p><strong>Hammer 9</strong></p><p></p><p>Thankfully journal, the headache is less now. Yesterday morning, after scribing a scroll to help us later, I conferred with Kazir over what to do next. As usual, he discounted my desire to confront Marigold, but let me know he would support me if my path wound that way. We talked back and forth about Sheptin and Marigold to little avail. Soon enough, our talk turned to Sir Gorful, and it occurred to me that we still had heard nothing from him. I decided to check on him at the inns around town, and again at Happy Harlan’s. Also, Kazir let me know that Brom the Belly, the chief of security at Harlan’s, was said to have many contacts amongst the guard. I decided to spend the evening with Brom, and see if he had any information about the people on the list.</p><p></p><p>Unfortunately, the hunt proved fruitless. Gorful had not been seen around town, at any of the inns I checked. Neither had he been seen at Harlan’s. Brom was there, though, and we got deeply into our cups together, matching story for story in a duel of such bull as has seldom been seen. Late in the evening, sensing the time to be ripe, and fearing that soon I would be too drunk to remember, I passed him the list of names in Halfling. He fitted a lens against one of his eyes, holding it in place with the fleshy mass of his cheek and his brow. I translated the names on the list for his benefit.</p><p></p><p>Brom gave a low whistle. “I canna’ say if I’ve met any o’ these men, friend Tryn – I’m pretty sure I haven’t. Just so, just so – I know that first name. Makivios. He was a sergeant what was found to have let some freelance bobbit cutpurses break into a warehouse in his district. He was hanged, I think, about two months ago.”</p><p></p><p>Brom knew little else related to our quest (though I did learn a few new bawdy tales), so late in the night I bid him adieu and retired to the temple. Whom should I find there but our wayward elf, Fineon! And he seemed as drunk as myself! We caught up for the rest of the night over the remainder of his flask, and as my previous day’s entry announced, I was in no shape to write by the time we finished.</p><p></p><p>That is all the time I have to write for now, journal. I shall return later.</p><p></p><p><strong>Hammer 9, Later the Same Day</strong></p><p></p><p>Over a late brunch, the three of us discussed our plans for the day. Finally we decided that Kazir would continue his studies, while Fineon and I looked for Marigold. We also decided to risk a visit to the Library again, despite the machinations of our enemy, to discover if Clifticus had any luck discovering anything more about the Gul-Drimm, or the whereabouts of the missing tome.</p><p></p><p>We had little luck finding Marigold. From all accounts, she had not been seen since we uncovered the necromancer in his crypt. I began to feel a great unease about Marigold, that perhaps she was involved in the plots so far. Unable to find her, we proceeded to the Library of Oghma. The entire time I felt constantly as though Chardin would appear at any moment, raining fire down upon us. My fears were unfounded thankfully, and we soon found ourselves in front of Clifticus. Once the pleasantries were out of the way, we began to ask him about his progress, and whether he had heard from Gorful.</p><p></p><p>Clifticus shrugged. “No, no one’s been looking for you, including any bald men from the Hills estate. Further, things have been relatively quiet. Yet I do have something of note, though I’m uncertain as to whether it pertains to your own issues.</p><p></p><p>“Last night an arcane mark was left on the rear, northern wall of our temple. We have been forced to deal with vandalism there in the past – our rear wall is accessible to any from outside of the city – but normally such fare is confined to paints and pigments. Had the Great Reader not sent a dream to one of our brothers regarding the defilement, we most likely would never have known the mark was made. It was invisible, you see, unless one used magic to detect it.</p><p></p><p>“The symbol itself was simple. ‘Twas of a shield surrounding a volcano – or what looks to be a volcano – painted upon it. None of my fellow Readers had ever seen such a thing.</p><p></p><p>“I have spent the remainder of last night and this morning researching the mark, and I believe I may have located a group which uses such a sigil. The Sect of Cuth, that is their name. Unfortunately, I found only the symbol and the name of the Sect in a book of cult heraldry and religious orders’ symbology. No information is given about the Sect, though I intend to look further in my free time.</p><p></p><p>“I wish I knew more, gentle Deneirite.”</p><p></p><p>I asked him more questions about the mark, and whether any secret doors or other magics had been found near it, but unfortunately found nothing. Neither did he know more of the missing book. I returned to the Temple with Fineon downcast. Where do we go now? What do we do? For now, at least, we have decided to go to Harlan’s for a drink, on Fineon’s recommendation. That elf is one continuous sponge for liquor.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Cinerarium, post: 950143, member: 9349"] [B]Hammer 8[/B] My head pounds with too many ciders this evening. I shall write more in the morning, when the throbbing has subsided. [B]Hammer 9[/B] Thankfully journal, the headache is less now. Yesterday morning, after scribing a scroll to help us later, I conferred with Kazir over what to do next. As usual, he discounted my desire to confront Marigold, but let me know he would support me if my path wound that way. We talked back and forth about Sheptin and Marigold to little avail. Soon enough, our talk turned to Sir Gorful, and it occurred to me that we still had heard nothing from him. I decided to check on him at the inns around town, and again at Happy Harlan’s. Also, Kazir let me know that Brom the Belly, the chief of security at Harlan’s, was said to have many contacts amongst the guard. I decided to spend the evening with Brom, and see if he had any information about the people on the list. Unfortunately, the hunt proved fruitless. Gorful had not been seen around town, at any of the inns I checked. Neither had he been seen at Harlan’s. Brom was there, though, and we got deeply into our cups together, matching story for story in a duel of such bull as has seldom been seen. Late in the evening, sensing the time to be ripe, and fearing that soon I would be too drunk to remember, I passed him the list of names in Halfling. He fitted a lens against one of his eyes, holding it in place with the fleshy mass of his cheek and his brow. I translated the names on the list for his benefit. Brom gave a low whistle. “I canna’ say if I’ve met any o’ these men, friend Tryn – I’m pretty sure I haven’t. Just so, just so – I know that first name. Makivios. He was a sergeant what was found to have let some freelance bobbit cutpurses break into a warehouse in his district. He was hanged, I think, about two months ago.” Brom knew little else related to our quest (though I did learn a few new bawdy tales), so late in the night I bid him adieu and retired to the temple. Whom should I find there but our wayward elf, Fineon! And he seemed as drunk as myself! We caught up for the rest of the night over the remainder of his flask, and as my previous day’s entry announced, I was in no shape to write by the time we finished. That is all the time I have to write for now, journal. I shall return later. [B]Hammer 9, Later the Same Day[/B] Over a late brunch, the three of us discussed our plans for the day. Finally we decided that Kazir would continue his studies, while Fineon and I looked for Marigold. We also decided to risk a visit to the Library again, despite the machinations of our enemy, to discover if Clifticus had any luck discovering anything more about the Gul-Drimm, or the whereabouts of the missing tome. We had little luck finding Marigold. From all accounts, she had not been seen since we uncovered the necromancer in his crypt. I began to feel a great unease about Marigold, that perhaps she was involved in the plots so far. Unable to find her, we proceeded to the Library of Oghma. The entire time I felt constantly as though Chardin would appear at any moment, raining fire down upon us. My fears were unfounded thankfully, and we soon found ourselves in front of Clifticus. Once the pleasantries were out of the way, we began to ask him about his progress, and whether he had heard from Gorful. Clifticus shrugged. “No, no one’s been looking for you, including any bald men from the Hills estate. Further, things have been relatively quiet. Yet I do have something of note, though I’m uncertain as to whether it pertains to your own issues. “Last night an arcane mark was left on the rear, northern wall of our temple. We have been forced to deal with vandalism there in the past – our rear wall is accessible to any from outside of the city – but normally such fare is confined to paints and pigments. Had the Great Reader not sent a dream to one of our brothers regarding the defilement, we most likely would never have known the mark was made. It was invisible, you see, unless one used magic to detect it. “The symbol itself was simple. ‘Twas of a shield surrounding a volcano – or what looks to be a volcano – painted upon it. None of my fellow Readers had ever seen such a thing. “I have spent the remainder of last night and this morning researching the mark, and I believe I may have located a group which uses such a sigil. The Sect of Cuth, that is their name. Unfortunately, I found only the symbol and the name of the Sect in a book of cult heraldry and religious orders’ symbology. No information is given about the Sect, though I intend to look further in my free time. “I wish I knew more, gentle Deneirite.” I asked him more questions about the mark, and whether any secret doors or other magics had been found near it, but unfortunately found nothing. Neither did he know more of the missing book. I returned to the Temple with Fineon downcast. Where do we go now? What do we do? For now, at least, we have decided to go to Harlan’s for a drink, on Fineon’s recommendation. That elf is one continuous sponge for liquor. [/QUOTE]
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