Argent Silvermage
First Post
On the road to Cauldron: Glyfandar and Maavu
The evening was settling in and Glyf’s curiosity was getting the better of him. Elizabeth had told the Glyf about the ‘Chisel’ but he needed to know more and the obvious person to ask was Maavu. He wheeled his phantom steed up to the couch that Maavu was sitting in and said, "I was hoping Master Maavu that I might learn more about this conclave you belong to. I am interested if there might be a place for myself there".
With out looking up Maavu replied, "Ahh, Glyf. I expected that you would ask, sooner or later. Like Father, Like Son, as they say. There may be a place for you among The Chisel. We are makers and crafters, but we are dedicated to the cause of protecting the people of this region from those who might cheat or harm them. If you follow your father's ideals, then it may be that you could be welcomed into our ranks as he was."
Glyf’s face must have lighted and darkened all at once. The Illumian peoples were of a nature to be unattached to their parents and children letting the whole of the Cabal to raise and rear children. Glyf never got to know his parents well and when most of the Cabal was killed on Shatterday He had even less to for emotional ties with. "You knew Diamondshard Trillian"? Glyf says in a bit of shock. "What can you tell me of his activities in Cauldron? I came here to find out why he was murdered. Was it due to his being a Chisel member"?
Maavu looked at Glyf and saw the hurt there in the young mans face. How unlike his father, how human this young alchemist was, "Your father was an ambitious man, but a compassionate one, as well.
For years, he was the Knowledgeable Scholar in our ranks, dedicated to wise council for our actions. Your cabal was, in no small part, sheltered by his actions. He understood the need for the Chisel and he suspected foul things were afoot in Cauldron. He never shared exactly what he believed, but he did tell me that the Cabal had had some visitors, all seeking knowledge about some topic concerning complex magic item construction. He suspected that someone in Cauldron, someone powerful, was planning something of danger to the entire region."
"If he was killed for being a member of the Chisel, the reason died with him. We are a very subtle organization, normally...my recent actions notwithstanding. We try to manipulate events from behind the scenes, using money and knowledge to influence people directly and indirectly.
We rarely take hasty action. Trillian's death was as much a shock to us as it was to you. If they bore the Chisel ill will, they must not have discovered who were...or they may have simply not cared."
The runes floating around Glyphandar’s head spun a bit faster and he said, "I can only say that I am my father's child. While I am not the wisest of men I am a compassionate and understanding man. I hope that I am making my father proud with my role in the Blue Tyger Legion.
Like Trillian I have devoted my life to transforming the lives of others and to my craft.
Once I'm able to settle down and devote my time to my mechanicals I intend to create some worker units to lend to the people on Caldrons wharfs as well as swell the ranks of the militia when needed."
"Is there anything I can do to show the chisel that I am worthy of their attention?"
Maavu smiled and turned his face away, “You do much already to convince us. There are already member of the Chisel that are interested in your joining”.
The two travelers chatted about what the Chisel was and what he would learn from the members and how he may be of use them. Glyf was pleased.
The evening was settling in and Glyf’s curiosity was getting the better of him. Elizabeth had told the Glyf about the ‘Chisel’ but he needed to know more and the obvious person to ask was Maavu. He wheeled his phantom steed up to the couch that Maavu was sitting in and said, "I was hoping Master Maavu that I might learn more about this conclave you belong to. I am interested if there might be a place for myself there".
With out looking up Maavu replied, "Ahh, Glyf. I expected that you would ask, sooner or later. Like Father, Like Son, as they say. There may be a place for you among The Chisel. We are makers and crafters, but we are dedicated to the cause of protecting the people of this region from those who might cheat or harm them. If you follow your father's ideals, then it may be that you could be welcomed into our ranks as he was."
Glyf’s face must have lighted and darkened all at once. The Illumian peoples were of a nature to be unattached to their parents and children letting the whole of the Cabal to raise and rear children. Glyf never got to know his parents well and when most of the Cabal was killed on Shatterday He had even less to for emotional ties with. "You knew Diamondshard Trillian"? Glyf says in a bit of shock. "What can you tell me of his activities in Cauldron? I came here to find out why he was murdered. Was it due to his being a Chisel member"?
Maavu looked at Glyf and saw the hurt there in the young mans face. How unlike his father, how human this young alchemist was, "Your father was an ambitious man, but a compassionate one, as well.
For years, he was the Knowledgeable Scholar in our ranks, dedicated to wise council for our actions. Your cabal was, in no small part, sheltered by his actions. He understood the need for the Chisel and he suspected foul things were afoot in Cauldron. He never shared exactly what he believed, but he did tell me that the Cabal had had some visitors, all seeking knowledge about some topic concerning complex magic item construction. He suspected that someone in Cauldron, someone powerful, was planning something of danger to the entire region."
"If he was killed for being a member of the Chisel, the reason died with him. We are a very subtle organization, normally...my recent actions notwithstanding. We try to manipulate events from behind the scenes, using money and knowledge to influence people directly and indirectly.
We rarely take hasty action. Trillian's death was as much a shock to us as it was to you. If they bore the Chisel ill will, they must not have discovered who were...or they may have simply not cared."
The runes floating around Glyphandar’s head spun a bit faster and he said, "I can only say that I am my father's child. While I am not the wisest of men I am a compassionate and understanding man. I hope that I am making my father proud with my role in the Blue Tyger Legion.
Like Trillian I have devoted my life to transforming the lives of others and to my craft.
Once I'm able to settle down and devote my time to my mechanicals I intend to create some worker units to lend to the people on Caldrons wharfs as well as swell the ranks of the militia when needed."
"Is there anything I can do to show the chisel that I am worthy of their attention?"
Maavu smiled and turned his face away, “You do much already to convince us. There are already member of the Chisel that are interested in your joining”.
The two travelers chatted about what the Chisel was and what he would learn from the members and how he may be of use them. Glyf was pleased.
