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<blockquote data-quote="gideonpepys" data-source="post: 7490078" data-attributes="member: 79141"><p><strong>Session 64, Part One - Bole</strong></p><p></p><p>Bole was capital of its own nation in ancient times, and it still maintained its grandeur today. Historically rich from lumber and from fertile forest gardens cultivated with the aid of the fey, in recent years it had boomed as a hub of trade. The Barret Damworks, a network of mill dams and locks completed three decades ago, tamed several tributary rivers from the Anthras Mountains, allowing the Great Delve river to flow smoothly westward, all the way through Slate and on to Shale. The concurrent development of steamships fostered traffic of great barges traveling up and down the river, while the railroad linked it to Flint. Today raw materials pass through Bole to and from nearly every corner of Risur.</p><p></p><p>Without pomp and ceremony, or even any forewarning, the new King of Risur arrived in Bole. It was only three days since the refugee crisis began – a day to gather information, a day for preparation, and a half day for travel. Only Quratulain, Uru and Gupta travelled with him (and Kai of course) – Leon was still pursuing the trail left by Kasvarina, Rumdoom was dealing with matters eschatological and Uriel was engaged in vital studies, trying to establish the exact nature of the changes that had beset the world as a result of the Ob’s interference. They would all be travelling to Bole in another few days.</p><p></p><p>Gupta disembarked from the rear of the train, separate to the others, to keep a distant eye out and watch for trouble. A press of people who wanted to board at once was held back by train guards, watchmen and RHC officers. Korrigan asked one of them where to find the Chief Inspectress and was told her office was ‘in the theatre district’.</p><p></p><p>They made their way through the darkened streets that were, far from the railroad, quiet and peaceful. No signs of the forest fires here just yet. Bole was very different in character from Flint – situated in a wooded valley, every building made from sturdy logs, not stone. No wonder they feared the advance of the Ash Wolf.</p><p></p><p>A boy in RHC uniform ran up to Korrigan and saluted, handing him a hand-written note. ‘To the King’. It was a hastily scrawled invitation to ‘come and have a drink in my office before you involve yourselves in local affairs’. A horrible breach of protocol, but one which Korrigan determined to overlook. At least she knew they were here. They followed the boy to the office, where they found Chief Inspectress Shaiaila Lundquist. She was dressed for action, in a long brown leather coat and high boots, but had her feet up on the desk when they arrived. She gestured for them to pull up a seat and offered them some locally brewed whiskey. Theatrical posters hung on the walls, and there was a primitive phonograph in one corner, though nothing was playing right now. “Well, it’s about time, your majesty,” she said.</p><p></p><p>“Now I can see why Bole is in crisis,” Korrigan responded, falling into Lundquist’s trap. Having feigned a lackadaisical attitude, she now explained in great detail how, given the lack of magic, it was vitally important for her to be in her office in order that her subordinates could find her – that it was more important for her to co-ordinate on all fronts than show up in person to deal with just one crisis of several. She complained that many of her own officers had joined the refugees fleeing north and she had been forced to deputise almost any willing volunteer, so close and continual guidance was a necessity. As she spoke, Korrigan realised that he was dealing with someone who bore a grudge against assumed authority, and rather than rising to her bait, sat down and said, “Yes, I met one of your latest recruits out on the street.” Then he demanded a full report.</p><p></p><p>Shaiaila explained that the refugee situation was straining the city, but having fey titans – which most people thought were just tall tales – wreak havoc was at least giving people something immediate to try to deal with, since no one had any idea what the sudden disappearance of the sun and stars meant. Her local agents had collected a lot of eye-witness sightings of the Father of Thunder to the west, but only a few (panicked and unreliable) of the Ash Wolf in the east, and none of Granny Allswell, though miners to the south reported an unprecedented uptick in gremlin sightings. At first it was just a matter of equipment breaking, and the theft of metal items, but recently, children had started going missing. Gupta, who had studied the history of the titans before they left Flint, added that all five titans hadn’t been active for seventeen centuries, and it was unprecedented for more than one to pose a threat in such a localised area. Lundquist threw her a glance which may have been half admiring, poured herself a whisky, threw herself into her chair, and asked what the hell the king intended to do now.</p><p></p><p>They shared ideas. Gupta suggested they light a wicker wolf in order to draw the Ash Wolf away from populated areas. They could couple it with a huge celebration to lift the peoples’ spirits. Uru balked at this part of the idea. (Unbeknownst to the others, having slightly misunderstood the nature of the hivemind phenomenon, Uru had tried to create a huge manifestation of himself to protect the city while he was gone – encouraging a group of Nettles street urchins to sing their favourite songs about him. When the hivemind formed, it was smaller and less powerful than the one created by the mob of workers, but working alone, it was all Uru could do to contain and destroy it.) The Chief Inspectress was scathing in her appraisal: “Just what we need. More fire.”</p><p></p><p>Korrigan’s idea to flood the valley by opening up or destroying the Barret Damworks was equally impractical as the dam works were many miles away and the damage would be difficult to control or direct. Lundquist’s own assessment was that the Ash Wolf posed the most immediate threat. It had already destroyed a few outlying settlements and seemed to be growing slowly closer to Bole. Korrigan decided to simply follow the latest sightings, and search the forest for signs of the wolf. He did not want to go up against it until reinforcements arrived, but once they had found the titan, they could keep track of it, and strike when the other members of the unit joined them. He asked Lundquist to provide scouts; she mumbled surly acquiescence. Lundquist then recommended they speak with Ochran Eisner, the city’s Minister of Fey Affairs.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="gideonpepys, post: 7490078, member: 79141"] [b]Session 64, Part One - Bole[/b] Bole was capital of its own nation in ancient times, and it still maintained its grandeur today. Historically rich from lumber and from fertile forest gardens cultivated with the aid of the fey, in recent years it had boomed as a hub of trade. The Barret Damworks, a network of mill dams and locks completed three decades ago, tamed several tributary rivers from the Anthras Mountains, allowing the Great Delve river to flow smoothly westward, all the way through Slate and on to Shale. The concurrent development of steamships fostered traffic of great barges traveling up and down the river, while the railroad linked it to Flint. Today raw materials pass through Bole to and from nearly every corner of Risur. Without pomp and ceremony, or even any forewarning, the new King of Risur arrived in Bole. It was only three days since the refugee crisis began – a day to gather information, a day for preparation, and a half day for travel. Only Quratulain, Uru and Gupta travelled with him (and Kai of course) – Leon was still pursuing the trail left by Kasvarina, Rumdoom was dealing with matters eschatological and Uriel was engaged in vital studies, trying to establish the exact nature of the changes that had beset the world as a result of the Ob’s interference. They would all be travelling to Bole in another few days. Gupta disembarked from the rear of the train, separate to the others, to keep a distant eye out and watch for trouble. A press of people who wanted to board at once was held back by train guards, watchmen and RHC officers. Korrigan asked one of them where to find the Chief Inspectress and was told her office was ‘in the theatre district’. They made their way through the darkened streets that were, far from the railroad, quiet and peaceful. No signs of the forest fires here just yet. Bole was very different in character from Flint – situated in a wooded valley, every building made from sturdy logs, not stone. No wonder they feared the advance of the Ash Wolf. A boy in RHC uniform ran up to Korrigan and saluted, handing him a hand-written note. ‘To the King’. It was a hastily scrawled invitation to ‘come and have a drink in my office before you involve yourselves in local affairs’. A horrible breach of protocol, but one which Korrigan determined to overlook. At least she knew they were here. They followed the boy to the office, where they found Chief Inspectress Shaiaila Lundquist. She was dressed for action, in a long brown leather coat and high boots, but had her feet up on the desk when they arrived. She gestured for them to pull up a seat and offered them some locally brewed whiskey. Theatrical posters hung on the walls, and there was a primitive phonograph in one corner, though nothing was playing right now. “Well, it’s about time, your majesty,” she said. “Now I can see why Bole is in crisis,” Korrigan responded, falling into Lundquist’s trap. Having feigned a lackadaisical attitude, she now explained in great detail how, given the lack of magic, it was vitally important for her to be in her office in order that her subordinates could find her – that it was more important for her to co-ordinate on all fronts than show up in person to deal with just one crisis of several. She complained that many of her own officers had joined the refugees fleeing north and she had been forced to deputise almost any willing volunteer, so close and continual guidance was a necessity. As she spoke, Korrigan realised that he was dealing with someone who bore a grudge against assumed authority, and rather than rising to her bait, sat down and said, “Yes, I met one of your latest recruits out on the street.” Then he demanded a full report. Shaiaila explained that the refugee situation was straining the city, but having fey titans – which most people thought were just tall tales – wreak havoc was at least giving people something immediate to try to deal with, since no one had any idea what the sudden disappearance of the sun and stars meant. Her local agents had collected a lot of eye-witness sightings of the Father of Thunder to the west, but only a few (panicked and unreliable) of the Ash Wolf in the east, and none of Granny Allswell, though miners to the south reported an unprecedented uptick in gremlin sightings. At first it was just a matter of equipment breaking, and the theft of metal items, but recently, children had started going missing. Gupta, who had studied the history of the titans before they left Flint, added that all five titans hadn’t been active for seventeen centuries, and it was unprecedented for more than one to pose a threat in such a localised area. Lundquist threw her a glance which may have been half admiring, poured herself a whisky, threw herself into her chair, and asked what the hell the king intended to do now. They shared ideas. Gupta suggested they light a wicker wolf in order to draw the Ash Wolf away from populated areas. They could couple it with a huge celebration to lift the peoples’ spirits. Uru balked at this part of the idea. (Unbeknownst to the others, having slightly misunderstood the nature of the hivemind phenomenon, Uru had tried to create a huge manifestation of himself to protect the city while he was gone – encouraging a group of Nettles street urchins to sing their favourite songs about him. When the hivemind formed, it was smaller and less powerful than the one created by the mob of workers, but working alone, it was all Uru could do to contain and destroy it.) The Chief Inspectress was scathing in her appraisal: “Just what we need. More fire.” Korrigan’s idea to flood the valley by opening up or destroying the Barret Damworks was equally impractical as the dam works were many miles away and the damage would be difficult to control or direct. Lundquist’s own assessment was that the Ash Wolf posed the most immediate threat. It had already destroyed a few outlying settlements and seemed to be growing slowly closer to Bole. Korrigan decided to simply follow the latest sightings, and search the forest for signs of the wolf. He did not want to go up against it until reinforcements arrived, but once they had found the titan, they could keep track of it, and strike when the other members of the unit joined them. He asked Lundquist to provide scouts; she mumbled surly acquiescence. Lundquist then recommended they speak with Ochran Eisner, the city’s Minister of Fey Affairs. [/QUOTE]
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