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<blockquote data-quote="Knightfall" data-source="post: 7517307" data-attributes="member: 2012"><p><strong>In the House of the Binder</strong></p><p></p><p>The doors of the temple of Oghma close with a resound. All those gathered hush and wait to here what Keeper Ulraunt has to say. Many of the monks are as in the dark as the refugees who have pinned their hope on Candlekeep and you, the adventurers who led them to the fortress.</p><p></p><p>Each of you finds a seat at the table and their are places for Landor and his companions, although the big man with the face tattoo isn't seated at the table. Emiko is absent. She's at the highest part of the castle the monks will allow her access to in order to try to contact Rebel Three; she partially listens through the comms with Yin Hun.</p><p></p><p>Ulraunt disappears for several minutes before speaking. Landor tells you he wishes to meditate and pray to Oghma for forgiveness. When he comes back, he is resolute in his demeanor but you can tell he is nervous. Many of the monks gathered aren't going to like what he has to say.</p><p></p><p>The Gatewarden, Zorbath Sturon, takes a seat in between Thrak and Landor. He watches you and Ulraunt with a wary eye. Imoen sits next to Landor while you and the others choose random spots around the table. Ulraunt insists upon leaving one seat open. Most assume it is symbolic for his god.</p><p></p><p>He sits and centers himself; then he stands again once he is sure all eyes are on him. <span style="color: #999999">"I know many of the Avowed gathered here are wondering what is happening in the keep and across Faerûn. Many rumors are spreading about an invasion and the death of gods."</span> He pauses. <span style="color: #999999">"While it is true that the lands of Faerûn have been invaded and gods have perished, not everything you've heard is true."</span></p><p></p><p>He looks at Yin Hun and the others and you worry that he's gong to try to spin the truth. He doesn't. <span style="color: #999999">"It is true that these invaders aren't from Faerûn, but they aren't from another part of Toril like you've heard. They come from the stars; an ancient place called the Dragon Empire. The invaders have technology that goes well beyond the devices created by the priests of Gond. This technology is more advanced than the wonders of Lantan. They have powerful ships that can sail through the stars and weapons that can rain down destruction from above."</span></p><p></p><p>The refugees murmur and many of the monks listen in disbelief. Zorbath shifts in his seat uncomfortably. While his face is stern, his face is hard to read.</p><p></p><p><span style="color: #999999">"These invaders have already taken Baldur's Gate and many of the communities in the Dalelands, including Shadowdale."</span></p><p></p><p>"W-what of Elminster?" a nervous voice asks. "Is he dead?"</p><p></p><p><span style="color: #999999">"As far as I know, he is still alive; however, he was in Shadowdale when it was taken, so I can't say where he is now. He may be in hiding with the survivors."</span> The crowd is shocked into silence by that fact.</p><p></p><p>"He could not stop them?" Zorbath asks.</p><p></p><p><span style="color: #999999">"No, the invaders attacked with powerful weapons and the support of the Zhentarim. The people of Shadowdale were overwhelmed and fled into the forest."</span></p><p></p><p>"Damn Zhents!"</p><p></p><p><span style="color: #999999">"Yes, and the Zhentarim of Darkhold have gone over to this empire as well. I have learned that the Zhents now control not only Corm Orp, but also Asbravan, Berdusk, Elturel, Hill's Edge, Hluthvar, Soubar, and Triel. Both Iriaebor and Scornubel have been invaded, but the populace hasn't been subjugated, so far. They fight on. These invaders seem willing to let the Zhents do the dirty work and then move in and finish off those that resist."</span> The Keeper pauses to drink some water. He shakes his head.</p><p></p><p>"By the gods," a voice whispers in the eerie silence.</p><p></p><p><span style="color: #999999">"I don't know whether the communities east of Iriaebor have fallen yet, but I do know that Cormyr is under seige by the invaders. These Dragon Imperials are also attacking all the northern cities of the Sword Coast from Luskan to Waterdeep. I have no idea what is happening in Silverymoon, however. As for the lands south of here, this empire is trying to negotiate with the leaders of Amn and Calimshan. The last I heard, the Imperials are offering a similar deal to that given to the Zhents. I have no idea if it will be successful."</span></p><p></p><p><span style="color: #663333">"It will not,"</span> Landor replies. <span style="color: #663333">"My visions see as much war in the south as in the north. Besides the Zhents, I only see the Mulhorandi willingly going over to the Empire."</span></p><p></p><p><span style="color: teal">"You can't know that for sure,"</span> Rodan notes. <span style="color: teal">"The Dragon Empire can be very persuasive and when that fails, they will use intimidation. And believe me, there is nothing more intimidating than seeing a massive starship blotting out the sun over your city."</span></p><p></p><p><span style="color: #999999">"I agree,"</span> Ulraunt adds. <span style="color: #999999">"It is too early to know what will happen in those lands, but if Amn and Calimshan go over to the empire, it will be very bad for Tethyr, the Border Kingdoms, and for Candlekeep."</span></p><p></p><p>The Avowed begin to murmur amongst themselves while the refugees hold each other and pray to the gods.</p><p></p><p><span style="color: #663333">"In every vision I've had of Calimshan, the city is under the protection of Shar. Yes, what I've seen is murky, but it is always the same."</span></p><p></p><p>Landor stuns the crowd silent with his words.</p><p></p><p>"Yes, what of the gods? What of Oghma? What happened to Mystra?" The questions ring out from Avowed and refugees alike.</p><p></p><p><span style="color: #999999">"Quiet, please!"</span> Ulraunt urges. <span style="color: #999999">"Yes, it is true that some of the gods have gone silent and some of them might be dead. But we can't know for sure!"</span></p><p></p><p>Ulraunt seems to be losing his willingness to speak the truth. You can tell he is worried about causing a panic.</p><p></p><p><span style="color: teal">"He should not have invited everyone to these precedings,"</span> Rodan says to Yin Hun.</p><p></p><p><span style="color: #33ffcc">"We will know more once the Emissary arrives,"</span> the Magister shouts over the crowd. Shes a simple spell to augment her voice.</p><p></p><p>"What Emissary?" the Gatewarden insists. "I haven't been told about another newcomer! Keeper I must protest so many people being in the keep at once! This is getting out of hand!"</p><p></p><p><span style="color: #999999">"Do you doubt Oghma, Zorbath?"</span></p><p></p><p>"Yes! And I believe you aren't thinking clearly. You are being mislead by outsiders and reckless adventurers. For all we know, this raptoran is a spy for the Zhents sent to Baldur's Gate to sow dissent and this man is obviously from the Unapproachable East." He points to Yin Hun. "A spy of the Red Wizards or an agent of the Shou."</p><p></p><p>"You forget you place, Gatewarden!" An aged monk yells at him. "You will not speak to the Keeper that way."</p><p></p><p>"If he refuses to protect books before people, he doesn't deserve to be Keeper!"</p><p></p><p>The murmuring is replaced by shouts of anger, threats of revolt, and refugees crying in fear. Ulraunt tries his best to calm everone down but Zorbath's voice is louder. Then, he produces a blade that was hidden under his tunic.</p><p></p><p><span style="color: #33ffcc">"You would dare draw blood in Oghma's temple!"</span> The Magister places herself in between the man and the Keeper and mumbles arcane words.</p><p></p><p>"You are just another invader trying to steal Candlekeep's knowledge for your goddess," he sneers.</p><p></p><p>Just he is about the strike and the Magister is about to cast her spell, the doors to the temple swing open. Two guards push them open quickly and you worry more guards are coming to the Gatewarden's aid. Instead, a massive man enters the House of the Binder strides forward through the chaos. As he passes, refugees and monks alike gasp and fall to their knees in reverence.</p><p></p><p><strong>"It seems I have arrived just in time, Lady Magister,"</strong> the man booms. The voice resounds through the temple with an intensity that feels quiet unnatural. More an more people fall to their knees when they see the man's visage: Torm the True.</p><p></p><p>Landor and his allies are soon on their knees, as well as the Magister. Once he gets close enough to her, he shakes his head and motions for her to stand. <strong>"There is no need for that, my dear Talatha. You know I'm not a god anymore."</strong></p><p></p><p><span style="color: #33ffcc">"You are still Torm the True,"</span> she insists, but she stands.</p><p></p><p>"It, it cannot be true," Zorbath begins weeping as he falls to his knees.</p><p></p><p><strong>"It seems you have let zealousness get the best of you, Gatewarden,"</strong> Torm says. <strong>"I could hear you yelling outside. Now, I think you could learn from the monks and be silent until I tell you otherwise."</strong></p><p></p><p>The Gatewarden bows his head in silence.</p><p></p><p><span style="color: #999999">"Lord Torm,"</span> Ulraunt is in shock.</p><p></p><p><strong>"Keeper Ulraunt,"</strong> the ex-god replies. <strong>"Please sit down. And the rest of you, please get off your knees and sit. I am not a deity anymore, although Tyr has made me one of his Chosen."</strong> Torm sits in the empty chair. The monks comply but many of the refugees and soldiers continue to kneel.</p><p></p><p>Rodan watches the people with interest. The religious fervor of Faerûnians reminds him of his own world. He didn't kneel to the man when he entered by he bows in respect before sitting. Zorbath stays on his knees and remains quiet.</p><p></p><p><strong>"Now, what was all that ruckus about?"</strong> Torm asks casually.</p><p></p><p><span style="color: #999999">"The people are worried about the gods,"</span> Ulraunt says uneasily as he sits. <span style="color: #999999">"They, we're not sure what to believe. Some say that all the gods have died or have been stripped of their godhood by Ao.</span></p><p></p><p><strong>"I assure you that not all of us perished due to Ao's betrayal. However, many of the lesser gods were destroyed by his Reckoning. Turned to ash by his will. We know he was secretly tied to the Dragon Empire, and he boasted that he was actually known as The Warrior, an Aspect of their twelve overgods. Besides myself, Beshaba, Lliira, Loviatar, Milil, and Tymora all became humans. Finder, Mielikki, Nobanion, and Umberlee were all transformed into huge savage beasts. In his savage state, Nobanion attacked and killed Beshaba before anyone could stop the great lion."</strong> The ex-god sighs.</p><p></p><p><strong>"Lord Kelemvor now leads the gods of Faerûn. Akadi, Bane, Chauntea, Cyric, Gond, Grumbar, Helm, Ilmater, Istishia, Kossuth, Lathander, Oghma, Selune, Shar, Silvanus, Sune, Talos, Tempus, Tyr, Ubtao and Mask survived but all were affected by Ao's Reckoning, although it is strange that Mask wasn't turned into a mortal or killed outright. But, he's always been slippery. Bane was irate and shifted away in a howling rage. And I doubt we can count on Cyric to behave; he has gone to ground and is likely scheming somewhere. Surprisingly, Shar has accepted Lord Kelemvor's leadership, for now."</strong> He looks at Silhouette with a wry smile. <strong>"The Shadow Weave remains intact despite the death of Mystra and the Weave. The Goddess of Magic died before the Reckoning. Ao tied her power and the Weave into his own, so when these Imperial bastards arrived in Realmspace, he used the Weave to tear her apart and then he collapsed the Weave. It is gone. If she hadn't given tons of her power over to her Chosen, all of the magic would have been lost. The Shadow Weave would have likely collapsed as well. Shar might be destined to become the new Goddess of Magic, but she would have to modify the Shadow Weave and her avarice for power before Lord Kelemvor gives her power over Mystra's Chosen. He seems to have gained divine energy from the dead goddess somehow. Of course, they were close as mortals, so their essences have always been intertwined. Lord Kelemvor has taken Milil into his fold as a Chosen and the new Scribe of the Doomed."</strong></p><p></p><p>That last bit of news causes many of the monk's to gasp in dismay.</p><p></p><p><span style="color: #999999">"So many of the gods lost,"</span> Ulraunt shakes his head. <span style="color: #999999">"I- I hadn't realized that so many were killed by Io."</span></p><p></p><p>"What about the other gods?" A tiny voice squeaks out from somewhere in the back. The girl's mother shushes her.</p><p></p><p><strong>"It's all right,"</strong> Torm says. He turns his chair and motions for the child and mother to come forward. <strong>"It is a good question little miss. We aren't sure exactly what has happened to them. They weren't present during Ao's betrayal, so my guess is that most of them are okay. Does that answer your question?"</strong></p><p></p><p>"I think so," the girl replies. "My daddy is an elf, so I'm worried about him. He's an adventurer and worships Corie."</p><p></p><p><strong>"Ha Ha Ha!"</strong> Torm laughs. <strong>"Well, I have Lord Tyr keep an eye on him too. Okay?"</strong></p><p></p><p>"Thank you," she runs out of her mother's arms and hugs the ex-god. Her mother falls to her knees and looks ready to burst out laughing or crying.</p><p></p><p><strong>"Oh my,"</strong> Torm's face betrays his emotions. <strong>"I forgot how emotional being mortal can be."</strong> He gently hugs the little girl back and then sends her back to her mother who scoops her up and takes her back into the crowd. The rest of their family gather around the little girl like she is the Queen of Cormyr.</p><p></p><p>Torm clears his throat and turns his chair back towards you. His face is red. <strong>"Ah, mortality, it's been so long. I'm still getting used to this new form."</strong> He sighs. The ex-god actually looks tired. <strong>"It took some time to come here from Mulhorand even with Tyr's help. I'm actually going to have to sleep soon. Hmm, that will be interesting."</strong></p><p></p><p>Ulraunt is wide-eyed with a half-smile on his face. Torm looks at Zorbath still on his knees and orders the man to get up and be seated. The Gatewarden does so without speaking a word.</p><p></p><p><strong>"Now, I think I should learn the names of these heroes that Lord Kelemvor has chosen to play a part in this conflict. While he hasn't told me everything, I do know you are tasked with finding out some secrets of this Dragon Empire that could prove useful in the fight. Tell me all you can so that I can warn other mortals. After this meeting, I'm, to go to Tethyr and prepare its people against the evils of this star empire."</strong></p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Knightfall, post: 7517307, member: 2012"] [b]In the House of the Binder[/b] The doors of the temple of Oghma close with a resound. All those gathered hush and wait to here what Keeper Ulraunt has to say. Many of the monks are as in the dark as the refugees who have pinned their hope on Candlekeep and you, the adventurers who led them to the fortress. Each of you finds a seat at the table and their are places for Landor and his companions, although the big man with the face tattoo isn't seated at the table. Emiko is absent. She's at the highest part of the castle the monks will allow her access to in order to try to contact Rebel Three; she partially listens through the comms with Yin Hun. Ulraunt disappears for several minutes before speaking. Landor tells you he wishes to meditate and pray to Oghma for forgiveness. When he comes back, he is resolute in his demeanor but you can tell he is nervous. Many of the monks gathered aren't going to like what he has to say. The Gatewarden, Zorbath Sturon, takes a seat in between Thrak and Landor. He watches you and Ulraunt with a wary eye. Imoen sits next to Landor while you and the others choose random spots around the table. Ulraunt insists upon leaving one seat open. Most assume it is symbolic for his god. He sits and centers himself; then he stands again once he is sure all eyes are on him. [COLOR="#999999"]"I know many of the Avowed gathered here are wondering what is happening in the keep and across Faerûn. Many rumors are spreading about an invasion and the death of gods."[/COLOR] He pauses. [COLOR="#999999"]"While it is true that the lands of Faerûn have been invaded and gods have perished, not everything you've heard is true."[/COLOR] He looks at Yin Hun and the others and you worry that he's gong to try to spin the truth. He doesn't. [COLOR="#999999"]"It is true that these invaders aren't from Faerûn, but they aren't from another part of Toril like you've heard. They come from the stars; an ancient place called the Dragon Empire. The invaders have technology that goes well beyond the devices created by the priests of Gond. This technology is more advanced than the wonders of Lantan. They have powerful ships that can sail through the stars and weapons that can rain down destruction from above."[/COLOR] The refugees murmur and many of the monks listen in disbelief. Zorbath shifts in his seat uncomfortably. While his face is stern, his face is hard to read. [COLOR="#999999"]"These invaders have already taken Baldur's Gate and many of the communities in the Dalelands, including Shadowdale."[/COLOR] "W-what of Elminster?" a nervous voice asks. "Is he dead?" [COLOR="#999999"]"As far as I know, he is still alive; however, he was in Shadowdale when it was taken, so I can't say where he is now. He may be in hiding with the survivors."[/COLOR] The crowd is shocked into silence by that fact. "He could not stop them?" Zorbath asks. [COLOR="#999999"]"No, the invaders attacked with powerful weapons and the support of the Zhentarim. The people of Shadowdale were overwhelmed and fled into the forest."[/COLOR] "Damn Zhents!" [COLOR="#999999"]"Yes, and the Zhentarim of Darkhold have gone over to this empire as well. I have learned that the Zhents now control not only Corm Orp, but also Asbravan, Berdusk, Elturel, Hill's Edge, Hluthvar, Soubar, and Triel. Both Iriaebor and Scornubel have been invaded, but the populace hasn't been subjugated, so far. They fight on. These invaders seem willing to let the Zhents do the dirty work and then move in and finish off those that resist."[/COLOR] The Keeper pauses to drink some water. He shakes his head. "By the gods," a voice whispers in the eerie silence. [COLOR="#999999"]"I don't know whether the communities east of Iriaebor have fallen yet, but I do know that Cormyr is under seige by the invaders. These Dragon Imperials are also attacking all the northern cities of the Sword Coast from Luskan to Waterdeep. I have no idea what is happening in Silverymoon, however. As for the lands south of here, this empire is trying to negotiate with the leaders of Amn and Calimshan. The last I heard, the Imperials are offering a similar deal to that given to the Zhents. I have no idea if it will be successful."[/COLOR] [COLOR="#663333"]"It will not,"[/COLOR] Landor replies. [COLOR="#663333"]"My visions see as much war in the south as in the north. Besides the Zhents, I only see the Mulhorandi willingly going over to the Empire."[/COLOR] [color=teal]"You can't know that for sure,"[/COLOR] Rodan notes. [color=teal]"The Dragon Empire can be very persuasive and when that fails, they will use intimidation. And believe me, there is nothing more intimidating than seeing a massive starship blotting out the sun over your city."[/COLOR] [COLOR="#999999"]"I agree,"[/COLOR] Ulraunt adds. [COLOR="#999999"]"It is too early to know what will happen in those lands, but if Amn and Calimshan go over to the empire, it will be very bad for Tethyr, the Border Kingdoms, and for Candlekeep."[/COLOR] The Avowed begin to murmur amongst themselves while the refugees hold each other and pray to the gods. [COLOR="#663333"]"In every vision I've had of Calimshan, the city is under the protection of Shar. Yes, what I've seen is murky, but it is always the same."[/COLOR] Landor stuns the crowd silent with his words. "Yes, what of the gods? What of Oghma? What happened to Mystra?" The questions ring out from Avowed and refugees alike. [COLOR="#999999"]"Quiet, please!"[/COLOR] Ulraunt urges. [COLOR="#999999"]"Yes, it is true that some of the gods have gone silent and some of them might be dead. But we can't know for sure!"[/COLOR] Ulraunt seems to be losing his willingness to speak the truth. You can tell he is worried about causing a panic. [color=teal]"He should not have invited everyone to these precedings,"[/COLOR] Rodan says to Yin Hun. [COLOR="#33ffcc"]"We will know more once the Emissary arrives,"[/COLOR] the Magister shouts over the crowd. Shes a simple spell to augment her voice. "What Emissary?" the Gatewarden insists. "I haven't been told about another newcomer! Keeper I must protest so many people being in the keep at once! This is getting out of hand!" [COLOR="#999999"]"Do you doubt Oghma, Zorbath?"[/COLOR] "Yes! And I believe you aren't thinking clearly. You are being mislead by outsiders and reckless adventurers. For all we know, this raptoran is a spy for the Zhents sent to Baldur's Gate to sow dissent and this man is obviously from the Unapproachable East." He points to Yin Hun. "A spy of the Red Wizards or an agent of the Shou." "You forget you place, Gatewarden!" An aged monk yells at him. "You will not speak to the Keeper that way." "If he refuses to protect books before people, he doesn't deserve to be Keeper!" The murmuring is replaced by shouts of anger, threats of revolt, and refugees crying in fear. Ulraunt tries his best to calm everone down but Zorbath's voice is louder. Then, he produces a blade that was hidden under his tunic. [COLOR="#33ffcc"]"You would dare draw blood in Oghma's temple!"[/COLOR] The Magister places herself in between the man and the Keeper and mumbles arcane words. "You are just another invader trying to steal Candlekeep's knowledge for your goddess," he sneers. Just he is about the strike and the Magister is about to cast her spell, the doors to the temple swing open. Two guards push them open quickly and you worry more guards are coming to the Gatewarden's aid. Instead, a massive man enters the House of the Binder strides forward through the chaos. As he passes, refugees and monks alike gasp and fall to their knees in reverence. [b]"It seems I have arrived just in time, Lady Magister,"[/b] the man booms. The voice resounds through the temple with an intensity that feels quiet unnatural. More an more people fall to their knees when they see the man's visage: Torm the True. Landor and his allies are soon on their knees, as well as the Magister. Once he gets close enough to her, he shakes his head and motions for her to stand. [b]"There is no need for that, my dear Talatha. You know I'm not a god anymore."[/b] [COLOR="#33ffcc"]"You are still Torm the True,"[/COLOR] she insists, but she stands. "It, it cannot be true," Zorbath begins weeping as he falls to his knees. [b]"It seems you have let zealousness get the best of you, Gatewarden,"[/b] Torm says. [b]"I could hear you yelling outside. Now, I think you could learn from the monks and be silent until I tell you otherwise."[/b] The Gatewarden bows his head in silence. [COLOR="#999999"]"Lord Torm,"[/COLOR] Ulraunt is in shock. [b]"Keeper Ulraunt,"[/b] the ex-god replies. [b]"Please sit down. And the rest of you, please get off your knees and sit. I am not a deity anymore, although Tyr has made me one of his Chosen."[/b] Torm sits in the empty chair. The monks comply but many of the refugees and soldiers continue to kneel. Rodan watches the people with interest. The religious fervor of Faerûnians reminds him of his own world. He didn't kneel to the man when he entered by he bows in respect before sitting. Zorbath stays on his knees and remains quiet. [b]"Now, what was all that ruckus about?"[/b] Torm asks casually. [COLOR="#999999"]"The people are worried about the gods,"[/COLOR] Ulraunt says uneasily as he sits. [COLOR="#999999"]"They, we're not sure what to believe. Some say that all the gods have died or have been stripped of their godhood by Ao.[/COLOR] [b]"I assure you that not all of us perished due to Ao's betrayal. However, many of the lesser gods were destroyed by his Reckoning. Turned to ash by his will. We know he was secretly tied to the Dragon Empire, and he boasted that he was actually known as The Warrior, an Aspect of their twelve overgods. Besides myself, Beshaba, Lliira, Loviatar, Milil, and Tymora all became humans. Finder, Mielikki, Nobanion, and Umberlee were all transformed into huge savage beasts. In his savage state, Nobanion attacked and killed Beshaba before anyone could stop the great lion."[/b] The ex-god sighs. [b]"Lord Kelemvor now leads the gods of Faerûn. Akadi, Bane, Chauntea, Cyric, Gond, Grumbar, Helm, Ilmater, Istishia, Kossuth, Lathander, Oghma, Selune, Shar, Silvanus, Sune, Talos, Tempus, Tyr, Ubtao and Mask survived but all were affected by Ao's Reckoning, although it is strange that Mask wasn't turned into a mortal or killed outright. But, he's always been slippery. Bane was irate and shifted away in a howling rage. And I doubt we can count on Cyric to behave; he has gone to ground and is likely scheming somewhere. Surprisingly, Shar has accepted Lord Kelemvor's leadership, for now."[/b] He looks at Silhouette with a wry smile. [b]"The Shadow Weave remains intact despite the death of Mystra and the Weave. The Goddess of Magic died before the Reckoning. Ao tied her power and the Weave into his own, so when these Imperial bastards arrived in Realmspace, he used the Weave to tear her apart and then he collapsed the Weave. It is gone. If she hadn't given tons of her power over to her Chosen, all of the magic would have been lost. The Shadow Weave would have likely collapsed as well. Shar might be destined to become the new Goddess of Magic, but she would have to modify the Shadow Weave and her avarice for power before Lord Kelemvor gives her power over Mystra's Chosen. He seems to have gained divine energy from the dead goddess somehow. Of course, they were close as mortals, so their essences have always been intertwined. Lord Kelemvor has taken Milil into his fold as a Chosen and the new Scribe of the Doomed."[/b] That last bit of news causes many of the monk's to gasp in dismay. [COLOR="#999999"]"So many of the gods lost,"[/COLOR] Ulraunt shakes his head. [COLOR="#999999"]"I- I hadn't realized that so many were killed by Io."[/COLOR] "What about the other gods?" A tiny voice squeaks out from somewhere in the back. The girl's mother shushes her. [b]"It's all right,"[/b] Torm says. He turns his chair and motions for the child and mother to come forward. [b]"It is a good question little miss. We aren't sure exactly what has happened to them. They weren't present during Ao's betrayal, so my guess is that most of them are okay. Does that answer your question?"[/b] "I think so," the girl replies. "My daddy is an elf, so I'm worried about him. He's an adventurer and worships Corie." [b]"Ha Ha Ha!"[/b] Torm laughs. [b]"Well, I have Lord Tyr keep an eye on him too. Okay?"[/b] "Thank you," she runs out of her mother's arms and hugs the ex-god. Her mother falls to her knees and looks ready to burst out laughing or crying. [b]"Oh my,"[/b] Torm's face betrays his emotions. [b]"I forgot how emotional being mortal can be."[/b] He gently hugs the little girl back and then sends her back to her mother who scoops her up and takes her back into the crowd. The rest of their family gather around the little girl like she is the Queen of Cormyr. Torm clears his throat and turns his chair back towards you. His face is red. [b]"Ah, mortality, it's been so long. I'm still getting used to this new form."[/b] He sighs. The ex-god actually looks tired. [b]"It took some time to come here from Mulhorand even with Tyr's help. I'm actually going to have to sleep soon. Hmm, that will be interesting."[/b] Ulraunt is wide-eyed with a half-smile on his face. Torm looks at Zorbath still on his knees and orders the man to get up and be seated. The Gatewarden does so without speaking a word. [b]"Now, I think I should learn the names of these heroes that Lord Kelemvor has chosen to play a part in this conflict. While he hasn't told me everything, I do know you are tasked with finding out some secrets of this Dragon Empire that could prove useful in the fight. Tell me all you can so that I can warn other mortals. After this meeting, I'm, to go to Tethyr and prepare its people against the evils of this star empire."[/b] [/QUOTE]
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