Tares Hehrog~
Elusriel finds Tares, she looks like she is concentrating on something, “Archsorcerer, did you happen to notice the magic that just swept over Evoreal and presumably the rest of the world? It was subtle and powerful. A most potent combination.” She speaks to him distractedly.
When you tell her you are leave, she focuses her full attention on you. She pauses and Tares would guess that she suspects he knows more than he is saying, “I am glad you found some success and don’t worry about the inconvenience to me, your presence here was a delight, if all too brief. You are welcome to return at anytime.” She say graciously.
“But I am afraid the First Oaks protection extends to people trying to leave the forest magically as well. Give me a moment to take care of a few issues and I shall get passage for you through the defenses.”
She concentrates quietly for a moment and then turns and smiles at you. She is a spectacularly beautiful woman, especially when she smiles, “The masters of the other towers are concerned about the wave of magic and are on edge, we were conferring amongst ourselves. Please take my hand.” She offers her hand to you and closes her eyes.
“Alright, you may pass through safely. Safe journey to you Tares.”
Arriving back at his tower, he quickly sends a page requesting to see the king at his earliest convenience. He is a little surprised when less than 10 minutes later a page returns to tell him the King will see him now.
The page leads him to the Kings gardens, where, the King seems to be conversing with a fat merchant. He signals Tares over.
“Eckrin, do you know Archsoreceror Tares Hehrog?” King Therdes says pleasantly, as if introducing two friends, Eckrin’s eyes grow as big as saucers, apparently he has heard of Tares.
Therdes turns to Tares, “Eckrin was bringing me up to date on the unfair practices in silk imports from the south. It appears they are under cutting his price and there is a desperate need for protective tariffs. So as you can see, your business with me will have to wait, until Eckrin here can full explain his plight.”
As Tares turns his attention to Eckrin, he nearly wets himself trying to excuse himself, “Um, your Majesty, it occurs to me, I have left matters back at my warehouse unattended. Perhaps we could reschedule?” he says hurriedly.
“Well, if you are sure. Please, feel free to talk to the Chancellor.”
Once Eckrin is out of the garden, Therdes turns to Tares, “I apologize for that. I hope Patris (Patris is the chancellor and responsible for scheduling the King’s appointments) is getting fat over the bribes that arrogant twit is paying him.”
“Now, my friend, what is it I can do for you?” King Therdes is a consummate politician, as he and Tares are not friends, their relationship is better described as allies, yet he sounds like he believes them.
Glangim~
Morda looks at you with what appears to be not disapproval. The closest thing to a smile Glangim has ever seen. The weight of the eyes of all those gathered weigh heavily on his back as he begins the long climb down the stairs.
Just before the doors close ominously, Aegrin says, “Derrick would be proud, lad.” The rest of the journey is in silence.
Ata, Shifter~
As Glangrim and the rest of the pall bearers disappear behind the closing door, the gathered crowd starts buzzing in conversation. Balin Steelbiter, the ruler of Dun Faerin joins Ata and Shifter.
“While I mourn my friend Derrick, my heart is happy. Having dwarves in the deep again will be a welcome change. We may even be able to establish contact with your people Ata.”
“I have quietly been stockpilin’ resource for this for months. Do you know what Glangim is plannin’?”
Dimitri~
Reynni looks abashed, “Do we have to tell my pa? I promise not to do it again...?”
With the news of Dimitri’s leaving, Taliln, looking gravely, “Pelor go with you abbot, I think we can manage here, perhaps not as well with you here, but well enough. What is the nature of the emergency, if I may ask? Are the ghouls returned?”
Elly~
Elly sits and thinks, she has a vague memory of hearing the name before. After a moment or two she realizes it was from the Iserol Odyssey
It was a story about Iserol and his group of companions who numbered amoung his enemies a demon name Klacri. The story concerning him boiled down to Klacri kidnapping Iserol’s bride to be and attempted to use her as a sacrifice in some horrific ritual. Iserol attempts to rescue her, but is too late, but does manage to slay Klacri. Klacri only laughs telling Iserol that he only finished the ritual for him.
As Isorel and his friends flee the horde of demon servants, they fused together to form Shulvoros, whom was so powerful they fled rather than face him.
Presumably, Klacri sacrificed his material form to become Shulvoros, some kind of parasitic spirit that can possess the bodies of multiple other demons.
