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<blockquote data-quote="rchodges" data-source="post: 8817515" data-attributes="member: 7031385"><p><strong>Part 3:</strong> Tears of the Blessed</p><p><strong>Act 1: </strong>Ghastenhall</p><p><strong>Session 31:</strong> Red in the Ledgers</p><p></p><p>The group arrived rapidly in Ghastenhall, thanks to the Teleportation abilities of Lucius and Idrees. After all the months spent in the relative isolation of the Horn of Abaddon, the rush of people all around was a welcome sight. Bebop was especially excited at all the activity and awakening of his senses. He was almost bouncing with excitement. Donovan looked over at him, counted out several hundred gold into a smaller sack, and handed it over to Bebop. </p><p>“Go have fun, you’ve certainly earned it. Try to learn something useful about the area.”, Donovan spoke, unsure if Bebop even heard the last part of his sentence. </p><p>Lucius chuckled, “Ah, to be young.” After pausing a moment, he continued, “I assume you are going to go meet with Barnabus Thrane now?”</p><p>Donovan shook his head, “Not just yet. I need to know a lot more about the Tears of Achlys before I take any action.”</p><p>Donovan handed money to Lucius, “Take Kirim and go find us an area where our whole group can remain for the time being. We’ll present ourselves to Father’s agent once I know more about what we are working with. Try and gather whatever information you can find.”</p><p>Lucius, Kirim, and most of the others left to find out what they could discover of this city, leaving Donovan, Tamsen, and Artephius behind. </p><p>Sliding up next to Donovan, Tamsen smiled, “Does this mean you are taking me out on a date now?”</p><p>“I would gladly take you anywhere, my love.”, Donovan replied, placing his forehead against hers. “However, we should take some of the time we have to ourselves to understand more about this area we’ve been sent to.” </p><p>With that, they began exploring the streets of the bustling merchant city. After selling off the trinkets that they had received, they struck up conversations with the various shop owners in order to discover more about this town. The two of them heard about the festival of “Princess Iris of Ghastenhall”. Donovan looked at Tamsen upon hearing that name.</p><p>“Iris, that name sounds so familiar, something we’ve heard from our recent past.”, Donovan opened his thoughts to Tamsen, letting his thoughts drift silently to her.</p><p>“Yes, lover. Iris is the name of the individual we found on the wall with a group of other names within the Horn of Abaddon.”, Tamsen’s fingers slid through Donovan’s hair, as she responded to his thoughts with her own. </p><p>Realization struck Donovan, as he quickly fumbled through one of his purses for a small ring. Engraved into the ring were the initials “IoG”. “Of course, now I remember!”, Donovan’s thoughts were eager and excited, even as they continued to listen to one of the shop keepers describe how the upcoming festival included a legend that any individual who could prove the fate of the Princess would be granted a boon by the Duke. Donovan and Tamsen’s eyes locked together, as they smirked silently at each other. </p><p>“That’s a very interesting story.”, Tamsen replied to the shopkeeper.</p><p></p><p>As Lucius, Lucinda, and Kirim took the rest of the family around town to find a place to stay, they came across an individual who was being assaulted in the alleyway. Kirim pushed himself up to the individuals who were accosting the victim, his eyes brimming with a soulless gaze.</p><p>“Perhaps you’d like to fight someone more capable?”</p><p>Looking at his intimidating and burning form, the hooligans decided to reconsider their actions, and fled quickly into the night. Upon their departure, Lucius provided magical healing to the individual. </p><p>“You are good folk,”, the man wheezed out as his injuries began to close up. </p><p>“Why were you the target of those thugs? Did you have something they wanted?”, Lucius responded with a caring smile, as Kirim stared stoically down the alleyway.</p><p>“No, it is the way of the Evil One. He sends people to accost the weaker of us.”</p><p>“The Evil One?”, Lucius queried. “Who might that be?”</p><p>“I dare not speak his name, as he will surely send the vampire lord to take me away!”, the old man seemed agitated, as Kirim scoffed.</p><p>“A vampire lord, how very intriguing.”, Lucius because curious at the information. </p><p>Looking nervously around the area, the man forced himself weakly to his feet. “I have to get out of here, before they come for me!” With that, the man fled into the night. </p><p>Kirim looked unimpressed. “Fables and legends. Everyone wants to blame some creature for their own weakness and cowardice.</p><p>Lucius looked at Kirim and pondered, “Perhaps. But if I know Donovan, he’ll want to investigate this matter further. Even the stories of legend come from a word of truth.”</p><p></p><p>Bebop was all too excited to be in this town. The freedom and opportunity that he felt was extended to him was enthralling. He asked the right, or possibly wrong, questions and found his way to a place called the Golden Palace. Upon arriving there, Bebop enjoyed his first taste of the local “blood rum”. While there was no blood actually contained in the rum, the beet roots used in place of sugar also colored the drink their unique shade. Bebop interacted with many individuals throughout the evening. As different options and enticements became aware to Bebop, he overheard discussions of a “fighting pit”. Bebop felt his excitement and eagerness rise, anxious to discover more.</p><p>“Where can I learn more about this fighting challenge?”, Bebop asked the wait staff that was attending to him. </p><p>“You’ll need to speak with Master Vex to hear more about the activities, and see if you can receive an invitation.”, the attractive member of the staff informed Bebop. </p><p>Bebop looked at the money he still had from the evening’s adventures. While he was not yet broke, he doubted he had enough money in order to gain an invitation to an exclusive fighting club, especially not if he wanted to actually participate.</p><p>“Maybe I should go meet back up with Donovan and tell him about this place.”, Bebop mumbled to himself.</p><p>Looking around, Bebop was approached by a lovely creature who seemed interested in sharing her time with him, for the right price.</p><p>“No reason for me to rush though, I’m sure he’s doing something boring anyway.”, Bebop laughed, before accompanying the woman into one of the rooms purpose made for the activity in question.</p><p></p><p>Later that evening, the family convened at a location on the outskirts of the city that Lucius had found for them. Stories were shared between them, as Donovan continued to stare intently at the vial containing the Tears of Achlys. After a while, Lucius spoke up, “I assume you are taking that to Barnabus Thrane, as per our instruction.”</p><p>“Not yet, Lucius. I need to know more about what we are dealing with.”, Donovan responded with an absentminded tone.</p><p>“You all have to come with me to the Golden Corral! There’s a fighting pit there, and that’s a real chance for us to make money.”, Bebop spoke excitedly about his recent trips.</p><p>Without looking, Donovan pulled out several stacks of coins, and set them next to where he was sitting. “Lucius will go with you. See what possibilities are there for us.”</p><p>“And what are you going to do?”, Lucius asked. </p><p>“I need to head back to the Library of Ghastenhall, to learn more about this vampire you spoke of.”, Donovan responded.</p><p>“Gods, you are boring!”, Bebop mocked Donovan, which caused Tamsen to giggle. </p><p>“No, he’s not.”, Tamsen retorted, kissing Donovan sweetly.</p><p></p><p>The next day, the groups headed off their separate ways. Tamsen accompanied Donovan to the Library. </p><p>“You know you didn’t have to follow me around, my love. I’m certain this isn’t a fun thing for you to be doing in this wide city.” Donovan spoke with Tamsen as they walked.</p><p>“I know I don’t have to be with you. I choose to be.”, Tamsen reaffirmed her intentions.</p><p>Going into the Library, the two of them obscured their identity to prevent Thrane from noticing them when they would later return. </p><p>“Alright my love, see if you can find any information related to vampire rumors and legends within the books here. There has to be some reference to this gossip.”, Donovan spoke mentally to Tamsen.</p><p>Tamsen looked around with trepidation before responding wordlessly, “There are so many books here.” </p><p>“You’ll be fine. I’m sure you can find someone to assist you.”, Donovan chuckled as he walked away. </p><p>Donovan began walking across the different aisles where the books were kept. It was an impressive sight, even more impressive than the library of his mother. Working through the different rows of tomes and manuals, Donovan found a reference to the “Tears of Achlys”. According to his research, the Tears were no ordinary affliction, but were instead the manifestation of a Spirit of Disease. Drawings and descriptions of people who were afflicted by this ailment were displayed in the work, and the whole of it turned Donovan’s stomach as he considered what would become of the population of Talingarde should such a plague be released upon them. What would become of his family, both new and old? Donovan felt a growing resolve to attempt to prevent this calamity from befalling his country, as he stood over the pages describing the disease.</p><p>Just then, Tamsen set another book on top of the one Donovan was studying. “Look what I found!”</p><p>Donovan’s eyes began scanning the pages. Gaius Vestromo was a member of the well known Vestromo family. The legends told of how his family fell from grace hundreds of years ago, and Gaius was afflicted with the curse of vampirism. Donovan continued studying about this individual, as Tamsen looked at him with curiosity.</p><p>“Are you thinking about growing the family, Donovan? I don’t think he’s going to be interested in our plans.”, Tamsen whispered softly, and giggled.</p><p>Donovan suddenly looked up, an intensity in his eyes. “My love, I’m going to ask you to do something terrible. Can you trust me?”</p><p>A smile crossed Tamsen’s face. “Of course, I trust you with all my heart. But now you have my curiosity. What did you have in mind?”</p><p>Wordlessly, Donovan elaborated to Tamsen about his plans, and Tamsen listened to his voice in her mind. She felt a sense of trepidation wash over her, even as she agreed to all Donovan proposed.</p><p></p><p>Bebop returned to the Golden Palace, with Lucius and Kirim in tow. Lucius was for more effervescent than Bebop, and it didn’t take long before Lucius found way for him and the others to learn about the entry to the fighting pits, and to meet with Mister Martigan Vex sooner than Bebop himself would have been able to do. Upon arriving in the arena like area, Lucius began speaking directly with Master Vex.</p><p>“Master Vex, it is an honor to finally meet you. This whole establishment is amazing, especially this arena.”</p><p>“Why thank you, Lucius. The people of this town need something to look forward to, especially during these troubling times.”, Vex replied with a wide smile.</p><p>“My friend here would be very interested in participating in these matches, if such a thing could be arranged.”, Lucius queried optimistically.</p><p>“Certainly, there’s a small entry fee; but that’s nothing compared to the prizes that are available to those who can handle the challenges within. Of course, you’ll have to wait to see if these other two can beat them first.”, Vex pointed at the two men waiting just outside the arena.</p><p>Lucius smiled and handed Vex the fee. “I’m excited to see what you have brought to entertain the crowds with.” Having said that, him and the others took seats outside the arena.</p><p>A short while later, Vex approached the center of the arena, making his opening announcements. He spent several minutes raising the excitement of the crowd, until the cheers and roars reached a fever pitch as the first contestants were pitted together. The first beast that entered the match was a two headed snake that appeared to be at least twice as long as the man battling it. </p><p>Lucius and the others watched as the man in the arena attempted to battle this exotic creature. Perhaps the size of the creature intimidated the man to the point he was not able to fight properly. Perhaps he was ill equipped to deal with two coordinated attacks coming from the same side. Whatever the reason was, the man found himself being struck again and again by the snakes quick bites and deadly poison. Although he was able to land a few blows on the snake heads, he was soon overwhelmed by the creature.</p><p>Bebop rubbed his hands together in excitement. “Alright, I get to take a crack at this fighting game!”</p><p>Lucius looked pensively at Kirim. “Did you also wish to join him in this sport?”</p><p>Kirim snorted in disgust, “I don’t kill for sport.”</p><p>Lucius nodded, “Then what do you kill for?” </p><p>“I kill for Asmodeus, and for my people.” Kirim stared at Lucius with his soulless black eyes. Lucius chuckled slightly to cover his shudder, then looked away. </p><p>“Donovan was right about this one.”, Lucius thought to himself. “He is a true believer.”</p><p>Down at the entrance way into the arena, Bebop consumed his Mutagen, and felt his body change and shift as the energies took a hold of him. The other individual who had been waiting to go before him reconsidered after seeing the last fight, so Bebop was called into action next.</p><p>Once more, Master Vex made the introductions, and it was now Bebop’s call to enter the pit. Bebop watched as the two headed snake once more slid into the arena as he had seen it do previously, but Bebop was ready. His muscles were coiled, having spent the last several weeks always being ready to explode into combat in a moment’s notice. And then, Bebop exploded into his action. In a matter of moments, Bebop had dashed over to the other side of the pit where the snake was approaching, and unleashed a torrent of claws, fangs, and hooves. It happened so fast, the audience could barely react to what had taken place. They watched as a creature that had selectively overwhelmed the previous combatant fell limp onto the arena floor. Lucius slapped his forehead in annoyance. He had been trying to set up a long set of wagers in order to get people to start betting on Bebop, but a fight with that quick of an ending wasn’t going to elicit a lot of enthusiasm from the fight coordinator.</p><p>There was a delay as everyone finally realized what had just taken place. Quickly, Vex dashed back into the arena, regaining the enthusiasm of the crowd, and celebrating Bebop’s overwhelming victory.</p><p>Bebop smugly returned to the group, as Lucius stared at him in disbelief.</p><p>“Which part of holding back did you not understand, Bebop?” Lucius chided Bebop for his impatience.</p><p>“I was holding back!”, Bebop insisted as Lucius rolled his eyes. </p><p>Almost as if on cue, Vex arrived with a sack of coins in his hand. “Here you go, your winnings for tonight’s showing.”</p><p>Lucius stepped forward, “We’re not accepting that money, Master Vex. We’d prefer to donate it to your staff for their efforts in taking care of these fine animals.”</p><p>Bebop interjected, “I’m sorry about that. I didn’t mean to win the fight so fast.”</p><p>Vex produced his signature smile, “Well, sometimes the audience does like to see a powerful victory like that. It gives them something to get excited about. But you are right, it’s an expensive proposition to put in all that work on finding exotic animals like these only for them to be destroyed in an instant.”</p><p>Lucius stepped closer, “About that. It occurred to us that perhaps I could provide you a source of exotic creatures that are easier to come by, and would not require the same level of care and feeding you are currently putting into them.”</p><p>Vex raised an eyebrow, “What did you have in mind?”</p><p>Lucius smiled, and began to describe his plans in detail to Martigan Vex.</p><p></p><p>Later that evening, the gathered back together outside of the Barcan Cemetery.</p><p>“Why are we here, Donovan?”, Bebop asked with a sense of concern in his voice.</p><p>Donovan responded dryly, “We’re here to meet a vampire, hopefully.”</p><p>“Damnit! Of course, that’s what we are doing! I can’t believe you made me leave the Golden Palace for this!” Bebop seemed more annoyed than afraid.</p><p>“Can I ask why we are meeting with a vampire?”, Lucius chimed up.</p><p>“Not yet, I’m sorry.” Donovan looked at Lucius with eyes full of regret and determination.</p><p>With that, Donovan began walking in to the cemetery, with Tamsen and GrumbleJack directly behind him. After getting further inside the cemetery area, Donovan spoke up once more.</p><p>“GrumbleJack, you have the ability to Detect Undead, correct?”</p><p>“Yes, boss.”, GrumbleJack nodded.</p><p>“Now would be the time to start.”, Donovan spoke quietly to GrumbleJack, then spoke out much louder than everyone expected. “My name is Donovan Thorn. I seek an audience with Prince Gaius Vestromo.”</p><p>A short while later, GrumbleJack grunted to Donovan, “That way.” He pointed in a direction, and Donovan began walking towards it. The group arrived at the entrance into a mausoleum. Two humanoid creatures were standing outside the doorway, their hands pointed to the entrance. </p><p>“I guess we’ve been given an audience.”, Donovan murmured to the group in Infernal. </p><p>The entrance was too large for GrumbleJack to enter, so him and Artephius were instructed to wait outside as the others made their way into the ruined edifice. As the last of the group began making their way down a long set of stairs, one of the creatures placed a slab against the entrance, smothering what small remnants of light still remained. Nervously, Lucius activated a Light cantrip, as he was the only one in the group without any sort of sense that would allow him to see with such poor lighting. The group continued down into the mausoleum, now expanding into something else. Donovan realized that they had connected to a set of tunnels that ran under the city. Against one of the walls of these tunnels, a crude throne like object had been erected, and a gaunt humanoid creature dressed surprisingly well sat there. The creature stood up and approached the family.</p><p>“You smell delicious.”, the creature said with a dignified accent. “But, you don’t smell Mitran. Perhaps you could explain what you are doing here before my family feeds on you?”</p><p>Donovan stepped forward, “Prince Gaius Vestromo, my family and I come to you tonight with a matter of grave urgency. As a long time ruler of this land, I know you seek to ensure the well-being of Ghastenhall. I seek your aid on matters of both this town, and the country of Talingarde.”</p><p>Vestromo seemed curious. Who were these individuals who were so confident even in the face of such peril? And who was the man who was speaking with the Prince with such confidence and conviction?</p><p>“Alright, you have my curiosity. I’m willing to hear more.” Vestromo wanted to know what this person would do next.</p><p>“My family and I are wearing objects that allow my conversation to be monitored.”, Donovan responded. </p><p>The Prince tilted his head, “Then what do you propose?”</p><p>Donovan’s eyes traveled to Tamsen. “If you would allow her to connect directly to your mind, I can elaborate further. </p><p>Vestromo looked over the frame of Tamsen. In life, he imagined that such a creature could easily have seduced him. Even now, her eyes betrayed something underneath her gorgeous surface. Still, he sensed no deception from the person speaking to him, so he clasped hands with Tamsen. </p><p>The Prince watched as Tamsen stared into his eyes. He found himself being drawn into her gaze. Was she using hypnotism? No, it was something else, something more intimate. He took in her scent, her form, her smile. Moments later, he could hear her voice inside her head. “Can you hear me, Your Majesty?”</p><p>Vestromo spoke back using his thoughts, “I can hear you, my childe.”</p><p>Tamsen smiled, then looked over at Donovan and nodded.</p><p>Tamsen continued speaking with Vestromo telepathically. “Alright, Prince Vestromo. Donovan is going to say things to me, and I’m going to repeat them back to you. I will relay any questions you ask, but understand only my mind is connected to yours.”</p><p>Vestromo nodded, then listened to the words being relayed by Tamsen.</p><p>“My name is Donovan Westermeyer. My family and I were arrested several months ago, and were sentenced to death. We were saved by an individual named Cardinal Adrastus Thorn. As part of the conditions of his salvation, we were forced into a contract with him in order to overthrow the ruling body of Talingarde. My family and I recently performed a ritual inside the Horn of Abaddon. As part of that ritual, we summoned a luekodaemon that provided us with a disease called the Tears of Achlys. Cardinal Thorn intends to release this disease on the population of Talingarde, in order to ensure that the bugbears will succeed in their military victory to overthrow the ruling government. Because of the contract that we are in, we cannot prevent this action from occurring. However, I know that we are to deliver the vial containing this disease to an individual named Barnabus Thrain who is a scholar at the Library of Ghastenhall.”</p><p>The family sat around nervously looking at one another, as no words were being spoken within this area. Meanwhile, a thoughtful look crossed the Prince’s face.</p><p>“This is very interesting. I take it you all want me to send my minions to kill this man once you have delivered the vial to him?”</p><p>Tamsen continued Donovan’s responses. “I am not suggesting you kill him, Your Majesty. I leave the outcome of that individual to your wisdom.”</p><p>“And the vial, this Tears of Achlys? Are you wishing it for yourself?”, Vestromo shot back via his thoughts.</p><p>“No, Your Majesty. Such a thing should not be in the hands of anyone who would allow it to bring harm to Talingarde.”, Tamsen proxied Donovan’s response again.</p><p>“And what will I gain for performing this task for you, Donovan?”</p><p>“You will ask a service of me and my family, and we will attend to it on your behalf.”</p><p>Vestromo paused for a minute. He could see that this group was both desperate and resourceful. He knew such things to be a dangerous but effective combination. </p><p>“So, what happens now?”, Prince Gaius Vestromo asked Tamsen through thought.</p><p>“Now, we negotiate for the part I want the Cardinal to see.”, Donvan’s response came through.</p><p>A pause, and then Vestromo spoke aloud. “What is you seek from me and my family?”</p><p>Without a hesitation, Donovan continued. “Your Majesty, my family and I seek to bring down the Vale of Valtaerna. You command a powerful group of creatures that could be instrumental in such a task.”</p><p>Vestromo was surprised, as much as a creature that had seen as much of life as he had could be. “The Vale of Vestromo? You seek to bring its destruction?”</p><p>Donovan nodded, “Indeed.”</p><p>Thoughts came together in the Vampire Prince’s mind. Perhaps this family could be of use to him, after all. “Since you have been so forward with me, perhaps I can grant a small bit of that to you as well.” There was a notable pause, and then Vestromo continued, “The curse that sustains me through immortality has been weakened. The cursed Mitrans have stolen an important family relic from me, the Chalice of Aurelius. If I were to have such a thing and consume blood from it, my strength and the ability of me to create stronger childer, would be renewed.”</p><p>Donovan nodded, “I understand your request, and my family will see to it being completed.”</p><p>Vestromo offered further, “Additionally, if you are able to somehow acquire the blood of an angel, I would even be willing to grant a member of your family a true portion of my renewed power. Not as these pathetic creatures…”, Vestromo gestured to the spawn standing defensively around him. “But as another of my kind, capable of shaping the world in your own immortal vision.”</p><p>Donovan pondered the Prince’s request, “We will see what opportunity provides us, Your Majesty.”</p><p>Vestromo felt it, something exciting inside of him. Was this hope? Hope that these people could finally allow him to be something more than he had been for centuries? “In exchange for your efforts, I will provide you with ten of my loyal children. While they lack my strength, they are still more than capable creatures who will never fail to do exactly as I command them. They have no fear for self-preservation or personal agendas. They will provide great aid to you, if you use them wisely.”</p><p>Donovan bowed his head, “You are most gracious, Your Majesty. We will contact you when we are ready to make our move against the Vale.”</p><p>Vestromo nodded and smiled, “I’m looking forward to the end of the accursed Mitrans.” Quickly, he sent off a thought to Tamsen, “And what of this Barnabus Thrain?”</p><p>Tamsen’s thoughts returned to Vestromo, “Donovan says he will arrange the meeting with Thrane to be after dark, and will notify you of the location where the meeting will occur.”</p><p>Vestromo extended his arms, and granted the family safe passage back to the surface, providing them with guides to lead them to the original entrance.</p><p></p><p>The family returned to the quarters they had purchased. It was very late now, with dawn only a few hours away. </p><p>“My research is concluded. It’s time for us to meet with Barnabus Thrain.”, Donovan said to the group. </p><p>As the lights were darkened, and the group went to their respective beds, Donovan whispered his thoughts into Tamsen’s mind. “I hope you can forgive me for what I’ve done tonight. I wish I could have left you out of this.”</p><p>Tamsen responded, as her body pressed into his, “Don’t apologize, my love. I know what you are trying to do. It’s the same as you’ve done all the way here. You want to make the world better for us, for the family you and I will bring into this world.</p><p></p><p>The next day, the family passed their time in trivial activities, waiting for the afternoon when they would head to the great Library. As Donovan had already seen Thrain from his previous visit, he was prepared to present the right face for him and Tamsen. Approaching the man, Donovan struck up conversation, and then quickly moved into the all important code phrase of “Whom do you serve?”</p><p>Barnabus Thrian replied as expected, “Only knowledge. If you also seek knowledge, perhaps you can join me this evening for a symposium in the lecture hall.” </p><p>Donovan nodded in affirmation, then exited the building, glancing over at Tamsen with a knowing look. </p><p>Later that evening, the majority of the family gathered for the symposium at the established location, where only Thrain and some of his retainers were waiting. Donovan and the others made their way up to the front of the lecture hall, taking seats within the first couple of rows. </p><p>“We are not to be disturbed.” Thrain spoke to his retainers, who left the room, closing the doors behind them. Once they were gone, Barnabus addressed the group bluntly. “I am the Fifth. Who are you?”</p><p>Bebop spoke up quickly, “We are the Ninth Knot.”</p><p>Thrain nodded in understanding, “I am Brother Barnabus Thrain, and your arrival has been anticipated. Word has spread of the many deeds you have accomplished on behalf of Cardinal Thorn. I understand that you have brought something for me?”</p><p>“Indeed we do, Brother Thrain.”, Donovan replied, and then made a motion to Kirim, who moved to the stage with a bag in his hand. After Kirim removed the vial containing the Tears of Achlys from the bag, Donovan held up his hand, pausing Kirim in his actions. “And what is to happen to this vial once it is in your possession?”</p><p>“Agents are to take this and spread its contents far and wide across the land of Talingarde.”, Thrain said confidently.</p><p>“You mean, after it has been tested, of course.”, Donovan stared intently at Barnabus.</p><p>Barnabus Thrain nodded, “I’m certain if that is the will of the Master, then it will be done.”</p><p>Donovan scowled momentarily, then looked over at Tamsen. “I understand.” With that, Kirim proceeded to give the vial to Brother Barnabus Thrain. </p><p>Barnabus’ hands shook as he held the vial in his hands and studied it. “I am filled with dread at this errand. I will do what is asked of me.”</p><p></p><p>Donovan spent a little bit of time asking questions of Barnabus Thrain, understanding the relationship between him and Cardinal Thorn. Donovan found himself impressed at how many people followed Thorn despite knowing his history and the things that had befallen him. Thorn clearly presented a level of charisma that would not have been expected. Thrain spoke of the housing that had been made available to the group, and presented them with gems that enhanced the function of the Iron Circlets they had previously been gifted. Once completed, Barnabus told them all that he would be at the Library for the remainder of the month, should they need any additional information from him. </p><p>Pleasantries were exchanged, and Brother Thrain departed the lecture hall, but not before Tamsen contacted Prince Gaius Vestromo telepathically to inform him that the individual in question was departing the building.</p><p></p><p> The group traveled to the location given to them by Thrain. It was a nice enough location, easily able to provide for them over the coming weeks. </p><p>“We’ll need to purchase some supplies. We have a lot to accomplish, and not a lot of time to get everything done.”, Donovan spoke to the group.</p><p></p><p>Silently, Tamsen notified Donovan that the plan they had enacted had been set in motion. </p><p>“The die is cast, my love. Let us see what our fates will hold.”, Donovan replied silently to Tamsen, as their fingers interlocked. </p><p></p><p>Session 31 Ends.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="rchodges, post: 8817515, member: 7031385"] [B]Part 3:[/B] Tears of the Blessed [B]Act 1: [/B]Ghastenhall [B]Session 31:[/B] Red in the Ledgers The group arrived rapidly in Ghastenhall, thanks to the Teleportation abilities of Lucius and Idrees. After all the months spent in the relative isolation of the Horn of Abaddon, the rush of people all around was a welcome sight. Bebop was especially excited at all the activity and awakening of his senses. He was almost bouncing with excitement. Donovan looked over at him, counted out several hundred gold into a smaller sack, and handed it over to Bebop. “Go have fun, you’ve certainly earned it. Try to learn something useful about the area.”, Donovan spoke, unsure if Bebop even heard the last part of his sentence. Lucius chuckled, “Ah, to be young.” After pausing a moment, he continued, “I assume you are going to go meet with Barnabus Thrane now?” Donovan shook his head, “Not just yet. I need to know a lot more about the Tears of Achlys before I take any action.” Donovan handed money to Lucius, “Take Kirim and go find us an area where our whole group can remain for the time being. We’ll present ourselves to Father’s agent once I know more about what we are working with. Try and gather whatever information you can find.” Lucius, Kirim, and most of the others left to find out what they could discover of this city, leaving Donovan, Tamsen, and Artephius behind. Sliding up next to Donovan, Tamsen smiled, “Does this mean you are taking me out on a date now?” “I would gladly take you anywhere, my love.”, Donovan replied, placing his forehead against hers. “However, we should take some of the time we have to ourselves to understand more about this area we’ve been sent to.” With that, they began exploring the streets of the bustling merchant city. After selling off the trinkets that they had received, they struck up conversations with the various shop owners in order to discover more about this town. The two of them heard about the festival of “Princess Iris of Ghastenhall”. Donovan looked at Tamsen upon hearing that name. “Iris, that name sounds so familiar, something we’ve heard from our recent past.”, Donovan opened his thoughts to Tamsen, letting his thoughts drift silently to her. “Yes, lover. Iris is the name of the individual we found on the wall with a group of other names within the Horn of Abaddon.”, Tamsen’s fingers slid through Donovan’s hair, as she responded to his thoughts with her own. Realization struck Donovan, as he quickly fumbled through one of his purses for a small ring. Engraved into the ring were the initials “IoG”. “Of course, now I remember!”, Donovan’s thoughts were eager and excited, even as they continued to listen to one of the shop keepers describe how the upcoming festival included a legend that any individual who could prove the fate of the Princess would be granted a boon by the Duke. Donovan and Tamsen’s eyes locked together, as they smirked silently at each other. “That’s a very interesting story.”, Tamsen replied to the shopkeeper. As Lucius, Lucinda, and Kirim took the rest of the family around town to find a place to stay, they came across an individual who was being assaulted in the alleyway. Kirim pushed himself up to the individuals who were accosting the victim, his eyes brimming with a soulless gaze. “Perhaps you’d like to fight someone more capable?” Looking at his intimidating and burning form, the hooligans decided to reconsider their actions, and fled quickly into the night. Upon their departure, Lucius provided magical healing to the individual. “You are good folk,”, the man wheezed out as his injuries began to close up. “Why were you the target of those thugs? Did you have something they wanted?”, Lucius responded with a caring smile, as Kirim stared stoically down the alleyway. “No, it is the way of the Evil One. He sends people to accost the weaker of us.” “The Evil One?”, Lucius queried. “Who might that be?” “I dare not speak his name, as he will surely send the vampire lord to take me away!”, the old man seemed agitated, as Kirim scoffed. “A vampire lord, how very intriguing.”, Lucius because curious at the information. Looking nervously around the area, the man forced himself weakly to his feet. “I have to get out of here, before they come for me!” With that, the man fled into the night. Kirim looked unimpressed. “Fables and legends. Everyone wants to blame some creature for their own weakness and cowardice. Lucius looked at Kirim and pondered, “Perhaps. But if I know Donovan, he’ll want to investigate this matter further. Even the stories of legend come from a word of truth.” Bebop was all too excited to be in this town. The freedom and opportunity that he felt was extended to him was enthralling. He asked the right, or possibly wrong, questions and found his way to a place called the Golden Palace. Upon arriving there, Bebop enjoyed his first taste of the local “blood rum”. While there was no blood actually contained in the rum, the beet roots used in place of sugar also colored the drink their unique shade. Bebop interacted with many individuals throughout the evening. As different options and enticements became aware to Bebop, he overheard discussions of a “fighting pit”. Bebop felt his excitement and eagerness rise, anxious to discover more. “Where can I learn more about this fighting challenge?”, Bebop asked the wait staff that was attending to him. “You’ll need to speak with Master Vex to hear more about the activities, and see if you can receive an invitation.”, the attractive member of the staff informed Bebop. Bebop looked at the money he still had from the evening’s adventures. While he was not yet broke, he doubted he had enough money in order to gain an invitation to an exclusive fighting club, especially not if he wanted to actually participate. “Maybe I should go meet back up with Donovan and tell him about this place.”, Bebop mumbled to himself. Looking around, Bebop was approached by a lovely creature who seemed interested in sharing her time with him, for the right price. “No reason for me to rush though, I’m sure he’s doing something boring anyway.”, Bebop laughed, before accompanying the woman into one of the rooms purpose made for the activity in question. Later that evening, the family convened at a location on the outskirts of the city that Lucius had found for them. Stories were shared between them, as Donovan continued to stare intently at the vial containing the Tears of Achlys. After a while, Lucius spoke up, “I assume you are taking that to Barnabus Thrane, as per our instruction.” “Not yet, Lucius. I need to know more about what we are dealing with.”, Donovan responded with an absentminded tone. “You all have to come with me to the Golden Corral! There’s a fighting pit there, and that’s a real chance for us to make money.”, Bebop spoke excitedly about his recent trips. Without looking, Donovan pulled out several stacks of coins, and set them next to where he was sitting. “Lucius will go with you. See what possibilities are there for us.” “And what are you going to do?”, Lucius asked. “I need to head back to the Library of Ghastenhall, to learn more about this vampire you spoke of.”, Donovan responded. “Gods, you are boring!”, Bebop mocked Donovan, which caused Tamsen to giggle. “No, he’s not.”, Tamsen retorted, kissing Donovan sweetly. The next day, the groups headed off their separate ways. Tamsen accompanied Donovan to the Library. “You know you didn’t have to follow me around, my love. I’m certain this isn’t a fun thing for you to be doing in this wide city.” Donovan spoke with Tamsen as they walked. “I know I don’t have to be with you. I choose to be.”, Tamsen reaffirmed her intentions. Going into the Library, the two of them obscured their identity to prevent Thrane from noticing them when they would later return. “Alright my love, see if you can find any information related to vampire rumors and legends within the books here. There has to be some reference to this gossip.”, Donovan spoke mentally to Tamsen. Tamsen looked around with trepidation before responding wordlessly, “There are so many books here.” “You’ll be fine. I’m sure you can find someone to assist you.”, Donovan chuckled as he walked away. Donovan began walking across the different aisles where the books were kept. It was an impressive sight, even more impressive than the library of his mother. Working through the different rows of tomes and manuals, Donovan found a reference to the “Tears of Achlys”. According to his research, the Tears were no ordinary affliction, but were instead the manifestation of a Spirit of Disease. Drawings and descriptions of people who were afflicted by this ailment were displayed in the work, and the whole of it turned Donovan’s stomach as he considered what would become of the population of Talingarde should such a plague be released upon them. What would become of his family, both new and old? Donovan felt a growing resolve to attempt to prevent this calamity from befalling his country, as he stood over the pages describing the disease. Just then, Tamsen set another book on top of the one Donovan was studying. “Look what I found!” Donovan’s eyes began scanning the pages. Gaius Vestromo was a member of the well known Vestromo family. The legends told of how his family fell from grace hundreds of years ago, and Gaius was afflicted with the curse of vampirism. Donovan continued studying about this individual, as Tamsen looked at him with curiosity. “Are you thinking about growing the family, Donovan? I don’t think he’s going to be interested in our plans.”, Tamsen whispered softly, and giggled. Donovan suddenly looked up, an intensity in his eyes. “My love, I’m going to ask you to do something terrible. Can you trust me?” A smile crossed Tamsen’s face. “Of course, I trust you with all my heart. But now you have my curiosity. What did you have in mind?” Wordlessly, Donovan elaborated to Tamsen about his plans, and Tamsen listened to his voice in her mind. She felt a sense of trepidation wash over her, even as she agreed to all Donovan proposed. Bebop returned to the Golden Palace, with Lucius and Kirim in tow. Lucius was for more effervescent than Bebop, and it didn’t take long before Lucius found way for him and the others to learn about the entry to the fighting pits, and to meet with Mister Martigan Vex sooner than Bebop himself would have been able to do. Upon arriving in the arena like area, Lucius began speaking directly with Master Vex. “Master Vex, it is an honor to finally meet you. This whole establishment is amazing, especially this arena.” “Why thank you, Lucius. The people of this town need something to look forward to, especially during these troubling times.”, Vex replied with a wide smile. “My friend here would be very interested in participating in these matches, if such a thing could be arranged.”, Lucius queried optimistically. “Certainly, there’s a small entry fee; but that’s nothing compared to the prizes that are available to those who can handle the challenges within. Of course, you’ll have to wait to see if these other two can beat them first.”, Vex pointed at the two men waiting just outside the arena. Lucius smiled and handed Vex the fee. “I’m excited to see what you have brought to entertain the crowds with.” Having said that, him and the others took seats outside the arena. A short while later, Vex approached the center of the arena, making his opening announcements. He spent several minutes raising the excitement of the crowd, until the cheers and roars reached a fever pitch as the first contestants were pitted together. The first beast that entered the match was a two headed snake that appeared to be at least twice as long as the man battling it. Lucius and the others watched as the man in the arena attempted to battle this exotic creature. Perhaps the size of the creature intimidated the man to the point he was not able to fight properly. Perhaps he was ill equipped to deal with two coordinated attacks coming from the same side. Whatever the reason was, the man found himself being struck again and again by the snakes quick bites and deadly poison. Although he was able to land a few blows on the snake heads, he was soon overwhelmed by the creature. Bebop rubbed his hands together in excitement. “Alright, I get to take a crack at this fighting game!” Lucius looked pensively at Kirim. “Did you also wish to join him in this sport?” Kirim snorted in disgust, “I don’t kill for sport.” Lucius nodded, “Then what do you kill for?” “I kill for Asmodeus, and for my people.” Kirim stared at Lucius with his soulless black eyes. Lucius chuckled slightly to cover his shudder, then looked away. “Donovan was right about this one.”, Lucius thought to himself. “He is a true believer.” Down at the entrance way into the arena, Bebop consumed his Mutagen, and felt his body change and shift as the energies took a hold of him. The other individual who had been waiting to go before him reconsidered after seeing the last fight, so Bebop was called into action next. Once more, Master Vex made the introductions, and it was now Bebop’s call to enter the pit. Bebop watched as the two headed snake once more slid into the arena as he had seen it do previously, but Bebop was ready. His muscles were coiled, having spent the last several weeks always being ready to explode into combat in a moment’s notice. And then, Bebop exploded into his action. In a matter of moments, Bebop had dashed over to the other side of the pit where the snake was approaching, and unleashed a torrent of claws, fangs, and hooves. It happened so fast, the audience could barely react to what had taken place. They watched as a creature that had selectively overwhelmed the previous combatant fell limp onto the arena floor. Lucius slapped his forehead in annoyance. He had been trying to set up a long set of wagers in order to get people to start betting on Bebop, but a fight with that quick of an ending wasn’t going to elicit a lot of enthusiasm from the fight coordinator. There was a delay as everyone finally realized what had just taken place. Quickly, Vex dashed back into the arena, regaining the enthusiasm of the crowd, and celebrating Bebop’s overwhelming victory. Bebop smugly returned to the group, as Lucius stared at him in disbelief. “Which part of holding back did you not understand, Bebop?” Lucius chided Bebop for his impatience. “I was holding back!”, Bebop insisted as Lucius rolled his eyes. Almost as if on cue, Vex arrived with a sack of coins in his hand. “Here you go, your winnings for tonight’s showing.” Lucius stepped forward, “We’re not accepting that money, Master Vex. We’d prefer to donate it to your staff for their efforts in taking care of these fine animals.” Bebop interjected, “I’m sorry about that. I didn’t mean to win the fight so fast.” Vex produced his signature smile, “Well, sometimes the audience does like to see a powerful victory like that. It gives them something to get excited about. But you are right, it’s an expensive proposition to put in all that work on finding exotic animals like these only for them to be destroyed in an instant.” Lucius stepped closer, “About that. It occurred to us that perhaps I could provide you a source of exotic creatures that are easier to come by, and would not require the same level of care and feeding you are currently putting into them.” Vex raised an eyebrow, “What did you have in mind?” Lucius smiled, and began to describe his plans in detail to Martigan Vex. Later that evening, the gathered back together outside of the Barcan Cemetery. “Why are we here, Donovan?”, Bebop asked with a sense of concern in his voice. Donovan responded dryly, “We’re here to meet a vampire, hopefully.” “Damnit! Of course, that’s what we are doing! I can’t believe you made me leave the Golden Palace for this!” Bebop seemed more annoyed than afraid. “Can I ask why we are meeting with a vampire?”, Lucius chimed up. “Not yet, I’m sorry.” Donovan looked at Lucius with eyes full of regret and determination. With that, Donovan began walking in to the cemetery, with Tamsen and GrumbleJack directly behind him. After getting further inside the cemetery area, Donovan spoke up once more. “GrumbleJack, you have the ability to Detect Undead, correct?” “Yes, boss.”, GrumbleJack nodded. “Now would be the time to start.”, Donovan spoke quietly to GrumbleJack, then spoke out much louder than everyone expected. “My name is Donovan Thorn. I seek an audience with Prince Gaius Vestromo.” A short while later, GrumbleJack grunted to Donovan, “That way.” He pointed in a direction, and Donovan began walking towards it. The group arrived at the entrance into a mausoleum. Two humanoid creatures were standing outside the doorway, their hands pointed to the entrance. “I guess we’ve been given an audience.”, Donovan murmured to the group in Infernal. The entrance was too large for GrumbleJack to enter, so him and Artephius were instructed to wait outside as the others made their way into the ruined edifice. As the last of the group began making their way down a long set of stairs, one of the creatures placed a slab against the entrance, smothering what small remnants of light still remained. Nervously, Lucius activated a Light cantrip, as he was the only one in the group without any sort of sense that would allow him to see with such poor lighting. The group continued down into the mausoleum, now expanding into something else. Donovan realized that they had connected to a set of tunnels that ran under the city. Against one of the walls of these tunnels, a crude throne like object had been erected, and a gaunt humanoid creature dressed surprisingly well sat there. The creature stood up and approached the family. “You smell delicious.”, the creature said with a dignified accent. “But, you don’t smell Mitran. Perhaps you could explain what you are doing here before my family feeds on you?” Donovan stepped forward, “Prince Gaius Vestromo, my family and I come to you tonight with a matter of grave urgency. As a long time ruler of this land, I know you seek to ensure the well-being of Ghastenhall. I seek your aid on matters of both this town, and the country of Talingarde.” Vestromo seemed curious. Who were these individuals who were so confident even in the face of such peril? And who was the man who was speaking with the Prince with such confidence and conviction? “Alright, you have my curiosity. I’m willing to hear more.” Vestromo wanted to know what this person would do next. “My family and I are wearing objects that allow my conversation to be monitored.”, Donovan responded. The Prince tilted his head, “Then what do you propose?” Donovan’s eyes traveled to Tamsen. “If you would allow her to connect directly to your mind, I can elaborate further. Vestromo looked over the frame of Tamsen. In life, he imagined that such a creature could easily have seduced him. Even now, her eyes betrayed something underneath her gorgeous surface. Still, he sensed no deception from the person speaking to him, so he clasped hands with Tamsen. The Prince watched as Tamsen stared into his eyes. He found himself being drawn into her gaze. Was she using hypnotism? No, it was something else, something more intimate. He took in her scent, her form, her smile. Moments later, he could hear her voice inside her head. “Can you hear me, Your Majesty?” Vestromo spoke back using his thoughts, “I can hear you, my childe.” Tamsen smiled, then looked over at Donovan and nodded. Tamsen continued speaking with Vestromo telepathically. “Alright, Prince Vestromo. Donovan is going to say things to me, and I’m going to repeat them back to you. I will relay any questions you ask, but understand only my mind is connected to yours.” Vestromo nodded, then listened to the words being relayed by Tamsen. “My name is Donovan Westermeyer. My family and I were arrested several months ago, and were sentenced to death. We were saved by an individual named Cardinal Adrastus Thorn. As part of the conditions of his salvation, we were forced into a contract with him in order to overthrow the ruling body of Talingarde. My family and I recently performed a ritual inside the Horn of Abaddon. As part of that ritual, we summoned a luekodaemon that provided us with a disease called the Tears of Achlys. Cardinal Thorn intends to release this disease on the population of Talingarde, in order to ensure that the bugbears will succeed in their military victory to overthrow the ruling government. Because of the contract that we are in, we cannot prevent this action from occurring. However, I know that we are to deliver the vial containing this disease to an individual named Barnabus Thrain who is a scholar at the Library of Ghastenhall.” The family sat around nervously looking at one another, as no words were being spoken within this area. Meanwhile, a thoughtful look crossed the Prince’s face. “This is very interesting. I take it you all want me to send my minions to kill this man once you have delivered the vial to him?” Tamsen continued Donovan’s responses. “I am not suggesting you kill him, Your Majesty. I leave the outcome of that individual to your wisdom.” “And the vial, this Tears of Achlys? Are you wishing it for yourself?”, Vestromo shot back via his thoughts. “No, Your Majesty. Such a thing should not be in the hands of anyone who would allow it to bring harm to Talingarde.”, Tamsen proxied Donovan’s response again. “And what will I gain for performing this task for you, Donovan?” “You will ask a service of me and my family, and we will attend to it on your behalf.” Vestromo paused for a minute. He could see that this group was both desperate and resourceful. He knew such things to be a dangerous but effective combination. “So, what happens now?”, Prince Gaius Vestromo asked Tamsen through thought. “Now, we negotiate for the part I want the Cardinal to see.”, Donvan’s response came through. A pause, and then Vestromo spoke aloud. “What is you seek from me and my family?” Without a hesitation, Donovan continued. “Your Majesty, my family and I seek to bring down the Vale of Valtaerna. You command a powerful group of creatures that could be instrumental in such a task.” Vestromo was surprised, as much as a creature that had seen as much of life as he had could be. “The Vale of Vestromo? You seek to bring its destruction?” Donovan nodded, “Indeed.” Thoughts came together in the Vampire Prince’s mind. Perhaps this family could be of use to him, after all. “Since you have been so forward with me, perhaps I can grant a small bit of that to you as well.” There was a notable pause, and then Vestromo continued, “The curse that sustains me through immortality has been weakened. The cursed Mitrans have stolen an important family relic from me, the Chalice of Aurelius. If I were to have such a thing and consume blood from it, my strength and the ability of me to create stronger childer, would be renewed.” Donovan nodded, “I understand your request, and my family will see to it being completed.” Vestromo offered further, “Additionally, if you are able to somehow acquire the blood of an angel, I would even be willing to grant a member of your family a true portion of my renewed power. Not as these pathetic creatures…”, Vestromo gestured to the spawn standing defensively around him. “But as another of my kind, capable of shaping the world in your own immortal vision.” Donovan pondered the Prince’s request, “We will see what opportunity provides us, Your Majesty.” Vestromo felt it, something exciting inside of him. Was this hope? Hope that these people could finally allow him to be something more than he had been for centuries? “In exchange for your efforts, I will provide you with ten of my loyal children. While they lack my strength, they are still more than capable creatures who will never fail to do exactly as I command them. They have no fear for self-preservation or personal agendas. They will provide great aid to you, if you use them wisely.” Donovan bowed his head, “You are most gracious, Your Majesty. We will contact you when we are ready to make our move against the Vale.” Vestromo nodded and smiled, “I’m looking forward to the end of the accursed Mitrans.” Quickly, he sent off a thought to Tamsen, “And what of this Barnabus Thrain?” Tamsen’s thoughts returned to Vestromo, “Donovan says he will arrange the meeting with Thrane to be after dark, and will notify you of the location where the meeting will occur.” Vestromo extended his arms, and granted the family safe passage back to the surface, providing them with guides to lead them to the original entrance. The family returned to the quarters they had purchased. It was very late now, with dawn only a few hours away. “My research is concluded. It’s time for us to meet with Barnabus Thrain.”, Donovan said to the group. As the lights were darkened, and the group went to their respective beds, Donovan whispered his thoughts into Tamsen’s mind. “I hope you can forgive me for what I’ve done tonight. I wish I could have left you out of this.” Tamsen responded, as her body pressed into his, “Don’t apologize, my love. I know what you are trying to do. It’s the same as you’ve done all the way here. You want to make the world better for us, for the family you and I will bring into this world. The next day, the family passed their time in trivial activities, waiting for the afternoon when they would head to the great Library. As Donovan had already seen Thrain from his previous visit, he was prepared to present the right face for him and Tamsen. Approaching the man, Donovan struck up conversation, and then quickly moved into the all important code phrase of “Whom do you serve?” Barnabus Thrian replied as expected, “Only knowledge. If you also seek knowledge, perhaps you can join me this evening for a symposium in the lecture hall.” Donovan nodded in affirmation, then exited the building, glancing over at Tamsen with a knowing look. Later that evening, the majority of the family gathered for the symposium at the established location, where only Thrain and some of his retainers were waiting. Donovan and the others made their way up to the front of the lecture hall, taking seats within the first couple of rows. “We are not to be disturbed.” Thrain spoke to his retainers, who left the room, closing the doors behind them. Once they were gone, Barnabus addressed the group bluntly. “I am the Fifth. Who are you?” Bebop spoke up quickly, “We are the Ninth Knot.” Thrain nodded in understanding, “I am Brother Barnabus Thrain, and your arrival has been anticipated. Word has spread of the many deeds you have accomplished on behalf of Cardinal Thorn. I understand that you have brought something for me?” “Indeed we do, Brother Thrain.”, Donovan replied, and then made a motion to Kirim, who moved to the stage with a bag in his hand. After Kirim removed the vial containing the Tears of Achlys from the bag, Donovan held up his hand, pausing Kirim in his actions. “And what is to happen to this vial once it is in your possession?” “Agents are to take this and spread its contents far and wide across the land of Talingarde.”, Thrain said confidently. “You mean, after it has been tested, of course.”, Donovan stared intently at Barnabus. Barnabus Thrain nodded, “I’m certain if that is the will of the Master, then it will be done.” Donovan scowled momentarily, then looked over at Tamsen. “I understand.” With that, Kirim proceeded to give the vial to Brother Barnabus Thrain. Barnabus’ hands shook as he held the vial in his hands and studied it. “I am filled with dread at this errand. I will do what is asked of me.” Donovan spent a little bit of time asking questions of Barnabus Thrain, understanding the relationship between him and Cardinal Thorn. Donovan found himself impressed at how many people followed Thorn despite knowing his history and the things that had befallen him. Thorn clearly presented a level of charisma that would not have been expected. Thrain spoke of the housing that had been made available to the group, and presented them with gems that enhanced the function of the Iron Circlets they had previously been gifted. Once completed, Barnabus told them all that he would be at the Library for the remainder of the month, should they need any additional information from him. Pleasantries were exchanged, and Brother Thrain departed the lecture hall, but not before Tamsen contacted Prince Gaius Vestromo telepathically to inform him that the individual in question was departing the building. The group traveled to the location given to them by Thrain. It was a nice enough location, easily able to provide for them over the coming weeks. “We’ll need to purchase some supplies. We have a lot to accomplish, and not a lot of time to get everything done.”, Donovan spoke to the group. Silently, Tamsen notified Donovan that the plan they had enacted had been set in motion. “The die is cast, my love. Let us see what our fates will hold.”, Donovan replied silently to Tamsen, as their fingers interlocked. Session 31 Ends. [/QUOTE]
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