The Watchfire Pact (storyline)/2023-07-26 - Krolvin Request for Aid (log)

This is a log of Icemule Roleplaying night captured from the viewpoint of Aliashyrah.

No One Wants To Talk To A Grumpy Wizard

A rumbling shudder travels through the ground before all goes abruptly still. The lack of movement almost feels like the ground underfoot is holding its breath.

[Icemule Trace, Town Center - 2300] (u4042150)

The center of the slumbering frontier town is overseen by a sturdy mule statue carved from glacial ice, which rises from the surrounding snow on a plinth of cold dark stone. The brilliance of the stars winks through the ice, casting prismatic glints of light over a scattering of townsfolk. Some halflings chatter quietly by a colorful silver-bound barrel emblazoned with a row of tiny grey penguins, while others stargaze on colorful cloaks spread out across the hard ground. Near the comfort of a smooth dark stone bench, a roaring bonfire crackles merrily, lending its warmth and illumination to the surroundings. You also see the scuffed copper Queatus disk wreathed in miniature floating lockpicks, a massive grey wolf, a massive snowy white tiger, a resplendent obsidian black raven that is flying around, the sparking Dendum disk, a jubilant aurora spirit that is flying around, a red-eyed highland serval, the Coins disk, the driftwood Nalver disk, a vine-carved cherrywood cart with some stuff on it, a blue and white pavilion and a blued steel wastebin.

Also here: Queatus, Tetreves, Aillec who is sitting, Jastalyn, Draelor, Sebthyl, Lord Randsford, Roelon, Seneschal Dendum, Chronicler Falvicar, Lightweaver Opalina who is lying down, Mistress Lithyia, Big Brute who is lying down, Lord Sorlu, Coins who is lying down, Nalver who is sitting, Belrog who is lying down, Theofanis who is lying down

Speaking to you, Sorlu greets, "Good evening, Councillor."

Lithyia gives Queatus a friendly hug.

You join Roelon.

Sorlu flashes a wide grin at you.

Speaking to you, Dendum says, ""Hrmm you missed the falling."

Flickering firelight casts a warm glow on the faces of those gathered around the bonfire.

Lithyia says, "Those were frightening times Roelon."

Balzi just arrived.

You smirk at Sorlu.

Lithyia fidgets.

Queatus asks, "Why's everybody lying around?"

Lithyia says, "Bad quake."

Sorlu grins at Queatus.

Lithyia nods at Queatus.

Speaking warmly to Sorlu, you greet, "Blessed evening to you, Councillor."

Disquiet just went north.

Jastalyn waves to Queatus.

Speaking deeply to Lithyia, Roelon says, "Must always keep watch for such things."

Sorlu smiles at you.

Roelon nods slowly.

Here and there a snowflake flutters down.

Queatus waves.

Lithyia nods at Roelon.

Balzi sits down.

Roelon glances west.

Randsford nods slowly at Roelon.

Lord Caper just arrived.

Caper just closed a heavy blue leather gem pouch.

Caper exclaims, "Holy sausage fest!"

Roelon deeply says, "Seems what ah saw might be taking place."

Lithyia gawks at Caper.

Speaking to Balzi, Dendum says, ""Nice sheath."

Caper gazes with awe at his surroundings.

You glance down.

Opalina stands up.

Caper walks over to the bench and settles down.

Opalina returns to normal color.

Speaking to Opalina, you ask, "Are you preparing yourself in case it shakes again?"

Lightweaver Opalina just went east.

Speaking deeply to Sorlu, Roelon says, "Or just could be the shifting Glacier."

Lady Teaberry just arrived.

Roelon hugs Teaberry, who wraps him in a warm embrace.

Lithyia nods to Jaysehn in greeting.

Caper asks, "They a convention in town?"

Lithyia nods to Teaberry in greeting.

Here and there a snowflake flutters down.

Jaysehn gives a quick nod and tips his hat to Lithyia.

Straightening your back, you give a formal, low curtsy to Teaberry. In time with your greater movement, you incline your head as well in a brief nod in her direction.

Caper grins at Lithyia.

Speaking to Roelon, Sorlu says, "I suppose it's a possibility."

Jaysehn says, "GOod evening."

Balzi smiles.

Sorlu nods at Roelon.

Roelon grins at Caper.

Lithyia snickers at Caper.

Caper holds his sides and lets out a rumbling belly laugh.

Dendum nods at Balzi.

Lithyia begins chuckling at Caper!

Lightweaver Opalina just arrived.

Opalina grabs Falvicar and drags him west.

You glance west.

Roelon furrows his brow.

Caper beams happily at a vine-carved cherrywood cart!

Sebthyl just left.

Lithyia says, "She just draggin Fal around."

Speaking to a vine-carved cherrywood cart, Caper says, "I lub you."

Lithyia laughs!

Hasford just arrived.

Hasford sits down.

Speaking dryly to Lithyia, you say, "Apparently."

Lithyia grins at you.

Hadya just arrived.

Lithyia chuckles.

Speaking deeply to Lithyia, Roelon says, "Need to keep him properly trained ah suppose."

Roelon rubs his chin thoughtfully.

Caper pours himself a bowl of chocolate gravy.

A light flurry of snowflakes drifts down from the grey skies.

Lithyia smirks at Roelon.

You hear a Bresnahanini rolton bleating nearby.

Jaysehn glances at Hadya.

Caper pours himself a whipped cream-topped cinnamon coffee.

Jaysehn gives a quick nod and tips his hat.

Queatus helps himself to some chocolate chip waffles with maple-pecan syrup.

Hadya nods at Jaysehn.

Jaysehn ponders.

Commodore Jaysehn just went west.

Drawing her left leg behind her right, Teaberry briefly dips into a respectful curtsy before you and bows her head.

Caper says, "By the gods, I have found my doom."

Commodore Jaysehn just arrived.

Jaysehn glances up.

Jaysehn frowns.

Commodore Jaysehn just went east.

Caper sighs contentedly.

Queatus takes a bite of his chocolate chip waffles.

Jastalyn leans on Lithyia, giving her a companionable grin.

You chuckle to yourself.

Balzi taps an imflass bound brown bear skin thigh sheath inlaid with radiant opalescent thunderstones, which is in his right hand.

Sorlu smiles at Teaberry.

Lithyia smiles at Jastalyn.

Dendum nods at Balzi.

Caper takes a drink from his cinnamon coffee.

Balzi offers Dendum an imflass bound brown bear skin thigh sheath inlaid with radiant opalescent thunderstones.

Teaberry smiles at Sorlu.

Commodore Jaysehn just arrived.

Teaberry gives Roelon a friendly hug.

Dendum declines Balzi's offer.

Balzi nods.

Jastalyn looks less calm and refreshed than a moment ago.

Dendum nods at Balzi.

Drawing her left leg behind her right, Teaberry briefly dips into a respectful curtsy before Jaysehn and bows her head.

Draelor helps himself to a deep-fried peanut butter and banana sandwich dusted with powdered sugar.

With straightened posture and a firm chin, Sorlu presents himself to Jaysehn with a short, courteous bow.

Balzi chuckles.

The roaring bonfire crackles merrily.

Speaking to Jaysehn, Sorlu greets, "Good evening, Commodore."

Draelor feeds a massive grey wolf a bite of his peanut butter sandwich.

Hadya suddenly appears out of a dark undulating shadow that quickly dissipates.

Jaysehn gives a quick nod and tips his hat to Sorlu.

Sorlu smiles at Hadya.

Sorlu nods to Hadya in greeting.

Jaysehn says, "Good evening."

Caper pours himself a tiny cup of dark strong coffee.

Straightening your back, you give a formal, low curtsy to Hadya. In time with your greater movement, you incline your head as well in a brief nod in her direction.

As a sudden gust of wind passes through the area, a billowing cloud forms before Svantai. Stepping into the opaque mist, she appears to float away in the ensuing breeze.

Hadya nods to Sorlu in greeting.

Speaking to Hadya, you greet, "Priestess."

Lithyia stretches.

Roelon nods at Hadya.

Hadya bows respectfully before you, her eyes fixed firmly on the ground.

Lithyia paces back and forth.

Roelon casually observes his surroundings.

Speaking quietly to you, Hadya says, "Priestess."

Randsford leans on the plinth supporting the mule statue.

Hadya nods to Roelon in greeting.

Nalver nods at Jastalyn.

Nalver nods at Hadya.

At the edge of your hearing, you hear a stoic voice whisper from nearby, "The desert is an ocean in which no oar is dipped. It tempers the strong and consumes the weak."

A pair of ragged sailors hurries by, seeking the warmth of an inn. They look sodden and smell of sea salt.

Hadya nods to Nalver in greeting.

Nalver ponders.

Lithyia raises an eyebrow.

Roelon furrows his brow.

Lithyia says, "I smell of sea salt."

Aelling just arrived.

You say, "Not so unusual for sailors to smell of the sea."

Coins joins Roelon's group.

A red-eyed highland serval basks in the glow of the sphere.

Lithyia shrugs.

You chuckle.

Aelling just went east.

Coins stands up.

Jastalyn giggles at Lithyia.

Lithyia winks at Jastalyn.

Coins nods at Hadya.

A grumpy halfling wizard just arrived.

Hadya nods to Coins in greeting.

Jastalyn sniffs at Lithyia.

Roelon deeply asks, "Perhaps they went to the honeybeer?"

Roelon rubs his chin thoughtfully.

Jastalyn grins.

You carefully tug the stopper free of the vial on the back of your jade-leafed pendant, discreetly dabbing a bit of perfume behind each ear before replacing it.

As a sudden gust of wind passes through the area, a billowing cloud appears and drifts to the ground. When the cloud is carried off in the ensuing breeze, you notice that Svantai is left behind in its wake.

Dendum exclaims, "Oh lets go ask them about the volcano!"

Jastalyn softly says, "Let's follow them."

Speaking to Roelon, you say, "It's possible."

Roelon nods.

A grumpy halfling wizard lets out a grunt.

Roelon deeply says, "Let us take ah look, if any wish to follow."

A grumpy halfling wizard says, "Volcano. Hah."

Lithyia nods at Roelon.

Roelon surveys the area.

Speaking to a grumpy halfling wizard, Dendum says, ""Pfft."

Teaberry joins Roelon's group.

Hadya joins Roelon's group.

Teaberry basks in the glow of the sphere.

Speaking to a grumpy halfling wizard, you ask, "You do not have concerns about the volcano?"

Speaking deeply to a grumpy halfling wizard, Roelon says, "Of all the things to be grumpy about, this one ah agree with."

Sorlu grins at you.

Lithyia glances at a grumpy halfling wizard.

Jastalyn softly asks, "Are we there yet?"

A grumpy halfling wizard says, "Hardly. It's far away."

Roelon grins at Jastalyn.

Jastalyn leans softly against Roelon.

A grumpy halfling wizard says, "And I don't sail, so I don't need to worry about any tides disturbed by the shaking."

Speaking reasonably to a grumpy halfling wizard, you counter, "And yet we feel its effects here."

Lithyia agrees with you.

A grumpy halfling wizard says, "...but it did knock over my dinner whiskey."

Sorlu frowns at a grumpy halfling wizard.

Teaberry asks, "The Landing is in between us and Glaoveln, isn't it?"

Sorlu laments, "Pity, that."

Speaking to Teaberry, you say, "Not really."

Lithyia grins at Sorlu.

Caper pours himself a shot of Haven ice whiskey.

Speaking deeply to a grumpy halfling wizard, Roelon says, "Far yet it still reaches here."

Lithyia quietly says, "So long as my rose garden is undisturbed..."

Caper shrugs.

Roelon deeply says, "But aye, it must cause trouble for those sailin'."

Dendum says, "Hrmm no the landing is kind of south by south west and Glaoveln is kind of north by north west of landing and westerly of Icemule."

Jaysehn ponders.

Speaking to a grumpy halfling wizard, Nalver says, "Tell us about your breastplate."

Draelor says, "Good fishing in that garden."

Lithyia nods at Draelor.

Nalver says, "Or more about it."

Speaking deeply to Nalver, Roelon asks, "Nae even dinner eh?"

Caper just opened a heavy blue leather gem pouch.

Lithyia quietly says, "Good place for dates too."

Caper removes an uncut emerald from in his tan leather jacket.

Lithyia chuckles.

Roelon deeply says, "Straight to the breastplate."

Roelon grumbles.

Nalver stands up.

Roelon deeply says, "Let us try and find those sailors."

Dendum turns to Nalver and cheers!

An onlooker pokes at the bonfire with a branch, causing it to spark and rekindle.

Speaking to Nalver, Dendum says, ""Was best standing up of night."

Roelon just moved quietly south, with his group following closely.

[Travel to Honeybeer Inn]

The Disheveled Sailor

[Honeybeer Inn, Tap Room - 3449] (u4043217)

Also here: Tiburia, Jastalyn, Queatus, Hadya, Commodore Jaysehn, Lady Teaberry, Draelor, Lord Randsford, Seneschal Dendum, Mistress Lithyia, Lord Sorlu, Coins, Nalver, Roelon, Fermium who is lying down, Kontii who is lying down, Volmare who is lying down, Iceberrie who is lying down Roelon surveys the area.

Lithyia asks, "Everyone sleepin in the tap room?"

Lithyia says, "Room."

Lithyia coughs.

Roelon deeply says, "Ah would think they want somethin' to warm them."

Sorlu grins.

A halfling bartender collects a few used glasses and washes them in a small basin behind the wooden bar. He then places them on a stained yellow towel atop the bar.

Lithyia chuckles.

Coins shows Hadya his bronze tisrin.

Roelon grins at Lithyia.

Lithyia winks at Roelon.

Hadya grins at Coins.

Speaking deeply to Lithyia, Roelon says, "Enough cheap booze and ye be sleepin' too."

Lithyia laughs at Roelon!

Roelon casually observes his surroundings.

Speaking quietly in Tehir to Coins, Hadya says something you don't understand.

Jaysehn glances at a polished wooden bar.

Speaking to Roelon, you say, "The wizard seemed fairly talkative, for him. I'm not certain the sailors looked in a mood to be interogated."

Lithyia says, "My days of drinkin the cheap stuff are long over."

Roelon shrugs at you.

Speaking in Tehir, Coins says something you don't understand.

Dendum says, "Bah who wants to talk to a grumpy wizard."

A disheveled halfling sailor just arrived.

Speaking in Tehir, Coins says something you don't understand.

Jastalyn grins at Lithyia.

A disheveled halfling sailor looks around wearily.

Jaysehn glances at a disheveled halfling sailor.

Roelon nods at Dendum.

Queatus just arrived.

A disheveled halfling sailor takes a drink from its spiced liqueur.

You see a fairly typical halfling sailor.

It appears to be in good shape.

It has a snifter of spiced liqueur.

Hadya nods in agreement at Coins.

Queatus joins Roelon's group.

Queatus basks in the glow of the sphere.

Lithyia nods to a disheveled halfling sailor in greeting.

Lithyia says, "Ello."

Speaking deeply to Dendum, Roelon says, "Most wizards are grumpy anyways."

Roelon turns toward the halfling sailor and renders a sharp hand salute.

You say, "Or perhaps they are."

Hadya invokes the divine name of Luukos as she stows her faewood crosier in her vaalorn sheath with a flash of sickly, pulsing green light. As it leaves her hands, the illumination of its sigils slowly ebbs away.

Speaking to Roelon, Dendum remarks, ""Exactly."

A disheveled halfling sailor glances at you.

You nod in greeting to the halfling sailor.

Giving a wink and a slight grin, Dendum nods knowingly at Roelon.

Hadya glances at a disheveled halfling sailor.

Randsford glances at a disheveled halfling sailor.

Lithyia winks at a disheveled halfling sailor.

Speaking softly to a disheveled halfling sailor, Jastalyn says, "Fine evening for a drink."

Draelor nods in greeting to the halfling sailor.

Lithyia just tried to flirt with a disheveled halfling sailor!

Teaberry waves to the sailor.

Speaking to a disheveled halfling sailor, Nalver says, "Whatcha lookin at."

A disheveled halfling sailor says, "Nothing fine about the evening at all."

Speaking to a disheveled halfling sailor, you ask, "Perhaps a drink to warm you and a bit of definitely not interrogation chit chat?"

Speaking softly to Nalver, Jastalyn says, "Behave."

You flash a quick grin at a disheveled halfling sailor.

Sorlu looks thoughtfully at a disheveled halfling sailor.

Lithyia asks, "What's wrong?"

Lithyia raises an eyebrow.

The blue fox raises his ears, glancing around the room.

Randsford nods in agreement to the halfling sailor.

Lithyia asks, "Siren lure ya with her song?"

Lithyia glances at a disheveled halfling sailor.

Speaking quietly to a disheveled halfling sailor, Hadya asks, "Oh? Did something happen to you?"

A disheveled halfling sailor says, "The sea in storm, and a red sail sighted to boot."

Nalver asks, "What's the red sail mean?"

Roelon deeply says, "Red sail..."

Roelon closes his eyes for a moment.

Lithyia says, "Distress..."

Jaysehn pours himself a glass of rich cognac.

Nalver coughs.

Roelon deeply says, "Or .."

Jaysehn ponders.

You gaze with interest at Jaysehn.

Jastalyn whispers to the group, "Just no one say krolvin."

Nalver asks, "Could it be the navy of that long lost island?"

Lithyia nods.

A disheveled halfling sailor says, "I've only ever seen them on krolvin ships."

A disheveled halfling sailor takes a drink from his spiced liqueur.

Jastalyn buries her face in her hands.

Nalver begins chuckling at Jastalyn!

Jaysehn takes a drink from his rich cognac.

You whisper, "You forgot to say that to the sailor." to your group.

Lithyia gazes heavenward.

Roelon deeply says, "As ah sadly thought."

Dendum says, "Should get out more...can pick a nice red color on Kraken for a few silvers..."

A disheveled halfling sailor says, "We put in to the docks as swift as we could, but they're out there, mark my words."

Roelon slowly empties his lungs.

Speaking to a disheveled halfling sailor, Teaberry asks, "What does a red sail mean?"

Speaking to a disheveled halfling sailor, Nalver asks, "What size ship were ye on?"

Jastalyn whispers to the group, "I'm going to need my armor, aren't I."

Hadya glances at Jaysehn.

Lithyia asks, "They fleeing the island ya think?"

Jaysehn says, "Krolvin ships of considerable size will bring elemenatlists to use storms as cover for their approach."

Lithyia nods at Jastalyn.

Randsford nods slowly at Jastalyn.

Speaking to a disheveled halfling sailor, you say, "Krolvin sailing in these waters is not unusual. You are fortunate you escaped."

Sorlu agrees with you.

Speaking to himself, Dendum says, ""Now if you hear barking and smell wet fur...."

Lithyia grumbles.

A disheveled halfling sailor says, "A small cutter. The sort that could be smashed by these waves."

Jaysehn ponders.

A disheveled halfling sailor says, "...or a red-sailed krolvin ship."

Randsford shakes his head.

A disheveled halfling sailor says, "Word among sailors is that the red is for blood magic."

Nalver says, "A red-scaled krolvin monster. Got it."

Roelon raises an eyebrow.

Sorlu frowns.

Jaysehn nods to the halfling sailor.

You gaze with interest at a disheveled halfling sailor.

Hadya quietly says, "Summoners."

Lithyia ponders.

Roelon deeply says, "Oh bloody kilts..."

Dendum mutters under his breath.

You echo, "Blood magic. Interesting."

Jaysehn nods once at Hadya.

Jastalyn whispers to the group, "Dusk coven."

A halfling bartender does a quick survey of the room and exclaims, "Order your drinks and food here!"

Lithyia says, "I'm no match for that."

Lithyia shakes her head.

Speaking to a disheveled halfling sailor, Nalver asks, "And why should we believe you?"

Jaysehn glances at Nalver.

Dendum snickers.

Sorlu begins chuckling at Nalver!

Nalver shrugs.

Roelon rubs his chin thoughtfully.

Hadya simply says, "He's not lying."

A disheveled halfling sailor blinks at Nalver.

Nalver says, "I mean, it's all great tales. But someone has to ask."

Briarson just arrived.

Lithyia asks, "What reason would he have for lying?"

Roelon rubs his chin thoughtfully.

Speaking to Nalver, a disheveled halfling sailor says, "Do or don't. I'm not here to teach land-locked treekissers."

Speaking to Nalver, you ask, "It could also be asked what would he have to gain by making up the story?"

Lithyia raises an eyebrow in Nalver's direction.

Magnasco just arrived.

Dendum digs inside the grey leather case, gathering any loose silver.

Magnasco joins Roelon's group.

Lithyia turns to face a disheveled halfling sailor.

Teaberry says, "We could just look for ourselves."

Speaking to a disheveled halfling sailor, Nalver asks, "Is your ship damaged at all from the fire?"

Lithyia says, "I believe you."

Lithyia nods to the halfling sailor.

Dendum removes a flagon of Icemule bock from on a polished wooden bar.

Jaysehn says, "Treekisser...."

Teaberry says, "I think he's telling the truth, though."

Jaysehn ponders.

Jaysehn says, "Thats a new one."

Jaysehn takes a drink from his rich cognac.

He emits a deep, contented sigh.

Dendum takes a drink from his Icemule bock.

Lithyia smiles at Magnasco.

Hadya quietly says, "I've...never kissed a tree."

Lithyia begins chuckling at Hadya!

Jaysehn says, "I kissed a rock once."

Nalver says, "We should take the airship out against pirates."

Jaysehn takes a drink from his rich cognac.

He pauses for a moment to savor the complex flavors.

A disheveled halfling sailor says, "No, the ship's fine. Captain's not happy. I wouldn't be, either. No one sane would sail the Frostmain tonight."

Dendum exclaims, "You are in luck!"

Lithyia says, "Lucky for you..."

Jaysehn glances at a disheveled halfling sailor.

Magnasco's spirits are no longer lifted.

Sorlu says, "It seems plausible enough. We know the krol are already in these waters.."

Dendum says, "None of us are very sane."

Lithyia laughs at Dendum!

Roelon rubs his chin thoughtfully.

Lithyia nods at Dendum.

Nalver nods.

Lithyia leans on Dendum.

You chuckle at Dendum.

Speaking to Dendum, you say, "Sounds like a good night for sailing."

Speaking to Dendum, Nalver says, "We could do a nature loving crew of sylvan and forest gnomes."

Speaking to a disheveled halfling sailor, Sorlu asks, "Did the krolvin give you chase, or did you simply spot them?"

Dendum nods at Nalver.

A disheveled halfling sailor says, "Doubt they saw us. They looked like they were having problems of their own."

Sorlu nods.

Roelon raises an eyebrow.

Magnasco just went east.

Speaking interestedly to a disheveled halfling sailor, you ask, "And what type of problems would those be?"

Jaysehn says, "Oh? Good time to fall upon their vessel and sink it then."

A disheveled halfling sailor says, "The winds aren't bad, but the tides are all shook up from the quaking earth."

Sorlu says, "If the waters are as bad as you say, I don't doubt it."

Nalver wobbles, looking a bit faint.

A disheveled halfling sailor takes a drink from his spiced liqueur.

Dendum drums his fingers thoughtfully against his chin and inhales the almond-scented smoke smoldering away within his pipe deeply.

Speaking to a disheveled halfling sailor, Nalver says, "The trick is to watch the horizon and forget about standing. Just let it happen."

Speaking to a disheveled halfling sailor, Nalver says, "Guess it's easier when you are closer to the deck."

Nalver asks, "Or maybe harder?"

Speaking to Sorlu, Dendum says, ""They may be driven to ground....would be good opportunity for...the gathering of information."

Nalver rocks back on his heels.

Speaking deeply to Nalver, Roelon says, "This usually results on mae dinner payin' me ah revisit."

Roelon shrugs.

Tiburia says, "Oof."

Tiburia gazes in wonder at her surroundings.

Nalver nods.

Tiburia waves.

Roelon grins at Tiburia.

Hadya quietly says, "Summoners are...few in the Krolvin. Losing them to the poison water would be a hazardous step."

Nalver nods in agreement at Roelon.

Speaking to Dendum, Sorlu says, "Indeed. But any who go out would face the same issues I think."

A disheveled halfling sailor says, "Mm. This bar's gotten a little crowded for my tastes."

A disheveled halfling sailor scowls.

A disheveled halfling sailor just went east.

Hadya glances east.

Lithyia says, "Well...."

Roelon just moved quietly east, with his group following closely.

[Honeybeer Inn, Main Room - 3448] (u4043201)

The walls and ceiling are paneled in dark cherry wood, which makes the room seem smaller than it really is. Low-backed chairs upholstered with red leather seats are arranged beside a glowing brazier. The sounds of clinking mugs and low voices provide the comforting sense that refreshments are near. You also see a massive snowy white tiger and a broad wooden staircase.

Also here: Draelor, Lord Randsford, Seneschal Dendum, Mistress Lithyia, Lord Sorlu, Coins, Nalver, Lady Teaberry, Commodore Jaysehn, Hadya, Queatus, Jastalyn, Roelon

Lithyia exclaims, "Harumph!"

You chuckle at Roelon.

Randsford shakes his head.

Roelon shrugs.

Lithyia gently pulls a single prayer bead through her fingers.

Speaking to Roelon, you say, "I really do not think we should make a habit of chasing down citizens."

Sorlu starts chuckling at you!

Another shudder travels through the ground, making the earth buck like an angry animal.

Speaking to you, Dendum says, ""No proof that was citizen."

Draelor frowns.

Lithyia glances down.

Jaysehn scowls.

Jaysehn asks, "What is that?"

Speaking deeply to you, Roelon says, "Depends. He is kiltless."

Jaysehn glances down.

Lithyia just closed a beaded bauble bag.

Nalver says, "I liked Dendum's idea."

Randsford gazes heavenward.

Randsford bows his head and chants a short prayer, causing vibrant red and pale pink light to momentarily coalesce in front of him.

Roelon deeply says, "Just wanted to spread the word."

Roelon's eyes suddenly flash with a deep sanguine glow.

Roelon playfully flips the folds of his black woolen kilt.

Speaking playfully to Roelon, you tease, "If you must question him, perhaps we cut to the chase and detain them for questions relating to city security."

Nalver says, "Maybe the krolvin crashed along the coast."

You say, "That never goes poorly here."

Idly picking at your manicured fingernail, you remain distant, yet observant.

Hadya shifts her weight.

Roelon grins at you.

Hadya glances at Jaysehn.

Jastalyn coughs.

Nalver says, "But maybe don't go in all crazy cause half-krolvin already live down there and we've had that mixup before."

Sorlu says, "It's worth taking a look."

Nalver coughs.

Roelon deeply asks, "Hmm. Perhaps we check the docks near by, aye?"

Nalver says, "Don't want any councillors killing the locals."

Lithyia nods at Roelon.

Jastalyn softly says, "I have someone posted at the dock."

Roelon deeply says, "If they are in trouble, perhaps they aim to dock here."

Sorlu begins chuckling at Nalver!

Jastalyn softly says, "Nothing in sight."

Roelon deeply says, "Welcomed or nae."

The Sinking Ship

Jaysehn asks, "Are there no local ships willing to seek out this krolvin vessel?"

Randsford whispers something to Roelon.

Roelon rubs his chin thoughtfully.

Jastalyn softly says, "We can get on my carrack."

An occasional snowflake drifts to the ground.

Jastalyn softly says, "Or at least some of us can."

Nalver nods at Jaysehn.

Roelon deeply says, "Aye."

Lithyia says, "I'm staying on land tonight."

Speaking to Jaysehn, Nalver says, "I'd take my sloop out if it was called for."

Randsford nods at Roelon.

Jaysehn says, "My ships are all well south of here."

You say, "I'm not sure any dock ships large enough for a group our size."

Roelon nods.

Nalver says, "Loralaii keeps her man'o'war."

Jastalyn softly says, "Man'o'war would be."

Jastalyn softly says, "But who has one."

A hooded sylvan initiate looks at Nalver strangely for a moment, a hint of something alien in her eyes. She blinks and forces her gaze away, muttering a prayer under her breath.

Roelon rubs his chin thoughtfully.

Lithyia says, "Aye but she's not around right now."

Nalver says, "Leafiara."

Hadya quietly says, "I think perhaps...approaching a vessel of summoners in imperiled may not end well for any attempting to sight it."

Dendum says, "If the Krolvin are not being grounded by sea and storm......do not wish to meet summoners on the water."

Jastalyn softly says, "The ship is getting closer."

Sorlu nods at Hadya.

Jastalyn softly says, "Let's go to the docks."

You nod in agreement.

Lithyia raises an eyebrow in Jastalyn's direction.

Jastalyn softly says, "It's been spotted."

Lithyia just opened a salt-stained leather bandolier.

Lithyia draws a vultite Niima's-embrace engulfed around the hilt by nacre kraken tentacles from one of the slots on her leather bandolier. A ripple of lagoon blue light shimmers over the surface of the Niima's-embrace as a faint gurgle vibrates through it.

Jaysehn frowns.

Lithyia just closed a salt-stained leather bandolier.

You say, "Yes. I think perhaps it is best to leave that ship out there."

Lithyia slings an embossed rolaren shield off from over her shoulder.

Roelon raises an eyebrow.

Jastalyn taps Roelon lightly on his shoulder.

Jaysehn says, "They may beach themselves to not drown."

Roelon just moved quietly north, with his group following closely.

Jastalyn softly says, "The ship is approaching the docks."

Jaysehn draws an ornate ebony eahnor cresset sword with a glowing firewheel-shard pommel from his white faewood scabbard. The sword traces an arc of holy white fire in its wake. A ripple of Liabo-hued light shimmers over the surface of the sword as a faint shriek vibrates through it.

Speaking deeply to Jastalyn, Roelon asks, "To the docks then aye?"

A nearby town guard overhears the conversation and races off.

Lithyia says, "Perhaps Charl will sink them for us."

Roelon points east.

You say, "I wonder where he is running off to."

Sorlu nods at Roelon.

Jastalyn softly says, "Yes."

Draelor nods.

Hadya lets out a long, contemplative breath.

Lithyia says, "I dare not ask Niima for such a thing though."

Roelon deeply says, "Ah men..."

You ask, "Perhaps to report to the Mayor?"

Roelon points west.

[Travel through town to docks.]

[Olbin Delta, Highland Ridge - 32323] (u4576019)

The ridge overlooks an unforgiving shoreline of black sand that stretches a long way before it is devoured by the frigid waters of the ocean. Between the ridge and the shore is a steep cliff face scattered with jagged rocks and gravel, a switchback trail cutting across it to allow access to old docks stretching out into the water. A rise to the east flows gracefully down toward an expanse of highland dotted with clumps of snow and alpine wildlfowers. You also see a massive snowy white tiger.

Also here: Draelor, Lord Randsford, Seneschal Dendum, Mistress Lithyia, Lord Sorlu, Coins, Nalver, Lady Teaberry, Commodore Jaysehn, Hadya, Queatus, Jastalyn, Roelon

Nalver pets the tiger.

Nalver affectionately scratches the serval's neck.

Roelon nods slowly.

Jaysehn removes an ornate silk-lined rope harness from in his dim grey pack.

Roelon just slipped quietly down a switchback trail, with his group following closely.

[The Frostmain, Shore - 32338] (u7133001)

Frigid winds whip the black sand shoreline as it clings to sheer, dark bluffs of basalt as if pinned between the stone and sea. Salt is heavy on the icy breeze. Leading up to an old dock of time-silvered wood, the stone-strewn sands are spattered with white droppings. A switchback trail climbs to the lip of a ridge crowning the bluffs. You also see a massive snowy white tiger, a gaunt dock master and a large board.

Also here: Draelor, Lord Randsford, Seneschal Dendum, Mistress Lithyia, Lord Sorlu, Coins, Nalver, Lady Teaberry, Commodore Jaysehn, Hadya, Queatus, Jastalyn, Roelon

At Jaysehn's command, a lean russet fringe-toed yierka dips his wedge-shaped head just low enough for Jaysehn to pull his silk-lined rope harness over the yierka's snout, and he gives it a firm yank to ensure it is well-fastened and that the beast respects his handler.

Ignoring the stirrups, Jaysehn steps up onto the bend of the fringe-toed yierka's nearest leg and uses that purchase to climb nimbly up into his starveil-ringed nakaten. When the beast turns his head to peer back at him in lacertine affront, he takes the opportunity to give him a thumping pat on the neck.

Jastalyn nods.

Nalver selects a task at random from the large board and reads it over carefully before writing his name on it.

Roelon just slipped quietly over to a time-silvered dock, with his group following closely.

[Frostmain Docks, Shoreline - 32339] (u7133002)

Sprouting from a shore of black sand and sharp stone, the docks are an aging trident of planks that stretch out into the forbidding waters of the Frostmain. Chunks of ice born from the vast white icebergs not far offshore bob in the dark water to the seaward side of the walk. Despite the cold, silvery fish dart in the dark waters, little bothered by the frigid tides in which they swim. You also see a massive snowy white tiger.

Also here: Draelor, Lord Randsford, Seneschal Dendum, Mistress Lithyia, Lord Sorlu, Coins, Nalver, Lady Teaberry, Commodore Jaysehn who is riding a lean russet fringe-toed yierka, Hadya, Queatus, Jastalyn, Roelon, Magnasco

Magnasco says, "I saw it."

Magnasco says, "Through the mist."

Roelon raises an eyebrow in Magnasco's direction.

Delicate snowflakes cling to your eyelashes.

Roelon deeply says, "The kilt? Aye, stunning."

Roelon's eyes suddenly flash with a deep sanguine glow.

Roelon turns to face Magnasco.

Roelon playfully flips the folds of his black woolen kilt.

Nalver blinks.

Jaysehn stows his eahnor cresset sword in his white faewood scabbard with a flash of holy white fire. A brief shimmer of Liabo-hued light erupts from inside the scabbard along with a muffled shriek.

Roelon nods slowly.

Magnasco says, "A distant red-sailed vessel in distress."

Nalver asks, "Saw what?"

Jaysehn casually flicks the compass rose-embossed strap holding his rose gold spyglass, allowing it to fall briefly before deftly catching it with a dramatic extension of his arm, extending the gold segments to full-length.

Lithyia begins chuckling at Roelon!

Roelon raises an eyebrow.

Jaysehn leans forward.

Roelon casually observes his surroundings.

Magnasco says, "Among the angry waves."

Dendum takes a drink from his Icemule bock.

Jaysehn adjusts his rose gold spyglass, brushing his fingertips against its gold tube and tracing the filament-linked constellations, inspecting the piece closely. He raises the ocular lens to eye level, gazing out into the horizon.

Lithyia says, "I dont have my spyglass with me."

Lithyia snickers.

Magnasco says, "The storm is bad."

Dendum takes a drink from his Icemule bock.

Sorlu squints.

Hadya glances at Jaysehn.

Hadya watches the shore closely for a moment.

Nalver says, "I have a ship here."

Nalver says, "Tiny one."

Nalver chuckles.

Tetreves just arrived from the shore.

Roelon deeply says, "The waters look angry indeed."

Jaysehn says, "I see nothing yet."

Roelon slowly empties his lungs.

Jaysehn adjusts his rose gold spyglass, brushing his fingertips against its gold tube and tracing the filament-linked constellations, inspecting the piece closely. He raises the ocular lens to eye level, gazing out into the horizon.

Tetreves ponders.

Tetreves asks, "Anyone leading?"

Hadya draws her faewood crosier in the divine name of Luukos! The crosier traces an arc of sickly, pulsing green light in its wake. At her touch, a number of sigils worked into its grain take on a faint luminescence.

You point at Roelon.

Spray stings your cheeks as a wave crashes against the pilings. The night is dark and the sea is quickened by the driving winds, but the sight of a red-sailed vessel on the horizon is unmistakable. The vessel appears to be in distress.

Lithyia says, "The kilted one."

Tetreves says, "Of course."

Jaysehn nods.

Tetreves chuckles.

Fropple fades into view.

Teaberry says, "I see it."

Jaysehn points out.

Jastalyn softly says, "I'm not sure going out on the water is a good idea right now."

Trisscar pants.

Roelon rubs his chin thoughtfully.

Jaysehn says, "She's in trouble for sure."

Trisscar softly says, "Made it."

Lithyia says, "See...distress..."

Nalver asks, "I mean, should we help it?"

Speaking to a lean russet fringe-toed yierka, Jaysehn says, "Go."

Lithyia says, "I grew up in a port town..."

Nalver gestures.

A fireball appears out of nowhere and shoots up into the sky where it hangs for a few moments before exploding into a breathtaking array of colors. The sheer brightness of the image before you lingers in your sight for several seconds after the explosion can no longer be seen.

Jastalyn softly says, "Send up a flare."

Dendum shrugs at Nalver.

Sorlu glances at Nalver.

A flare leaves Roelon's hand and shoots up into the sky where it hangs for a few moments before exploding into furiously erratic flashes of blue-tinged silver light. The sheer brightness of the image before you lingers in your sight for several seconds after the explosion can no longer be seen.

Jaysehn deftly collapses the segments of his gold spyglass, twisting it firmly before affixing it to his morduska hide swordbelt with the compass rose-embossed strap.

Jaysehn draws an ornate ebony eahnor cresset sword with a glowing firewheel-shard pommel from his white faewood scabbard. The sword traces an arc of holy white fire in its wake. A ripple of Liabo-hued light shimmers over the surface of the sword as a faint shriek vibrates through it.

Jaysehn removes a spiral-carved lor wand capped with a finely etched skyglass globe from in his grey leather longcoat.

Jastalyn softly says, "I don't know what else we could do."

Jastalyn softly says, "Keep sending flares."

Roelon deeply says, "We still dinnae know who is on the ship."

Hadya reluctantly says, "It may be wise for someone to scout...however, if it is summoners, perhaps they should be...powerful scouts."

Jaysehn says, "There is nothing to be done for her. She's given over to the tide."

Dendum utters a light chant and raises his hands, beckoning the lesser spirits to his aid...

Speaking to Roelon, you say, "The best guess is the Krol, so we should be prepared."

Dendum gestures.

A flare leaves Dendum's hand and shoots up into the sky where it hangs for a few moments before exploding into a trio of exploding lotus blossoms that descends in spiraling crimson corkscrews. The sheer brightness of the image before you lingers in your sight for several seconds after the explosion can no longer be seen.

Lithyia nods to you.

Lithyia gives Trisscar a friendly hug.

Roelon deeply says, "Krolvin, or their captives. If it is in distress.."

Jaysehn nods.

Roelon rubs his chin thoughtfully.

A flare leaves Draelor's hand and shoots up into the sky where it hangs for a few moments before exploding into an awesome shock wave of copper light. The sheer brightness of the image before you lingers in your sight for several seconds after the explosion can no longer be seen.

Pale, swirling mist begins to billow out from nothingness before you, and quickly coalesces into a small orb of shifting essence. Suddenly, the orb expands and forms an elliptical portal of swirling blues and blacks, its edges shrouded in dancing blue-white mist.

Tetreves just opened a supple calfskin satchel tooled with a Silvergate Inn crest.

Speaking quietly to you, Trisscar says, "The guard back at town called it to be Krol."

Roelon deeply says, "Keep yir weapons at the ready regardless."

Tetreves opens his veniom-bound armoire, then suddenly several articles of clothing fly out of the armoire and onto him.

Teaberry gestures.

Roelon equips an opal-hilted black razern longsword hanging from one of the repurposed leather garter straps on his alloy weapons bandolier.

You nod at Trisscar.

Roelon hangs an opal-hilted black razern longsword from one of the repurposed leather garter straps on his alloy weapons bandolier.

Lithyia nods at Roelon.

Tetreves put a small veniom-bound armoire in his calfskin satchel.

Roelon equips a perfect black dragon-guised waraxe inlaid with shadowy wraithline hanging from one of the repurposed leather garter straps on his alloy weapons bandolier.

Tetreves just closed a supple calfskin satchel tooled with a Silvergate Inn crest.

With a swift shrug of his shoulder, Roelon slings a dark orase knight's shield with a balenite tiger umbo off from a tangled mass of oily fishing nets on the back of his alloy weapons bandolier.

Tightening her grip on her vultite Niima's-embrace, Lithyia lifts it high above her head in a triumphant pose! A cacophony of gurgles bursts from her vultite Niima's-embrace as a flicker of lagoon blue light surrounds it.

You ask, "One was listening in when we were speaking and rushed off. Was he spreading the word?"

Randsford says, "Gives us an opportunity to get some answers of what they know if nothing else."

Randsford shrugs.

Raelee folds her arms over her chest.

Roelon grins.

Roelon nods to Raelee in greeting.

Roelon playfully flips the folds of his black woolen kilt.

Magnasco speaks a quiet phrase in flowing elven...

Teaberry gets a distant look in her eyes.

Raelee nods slowly at Roelon.

Hadya nods to Raelee in greeting.

Also here: Magister Raelee, Lady Trisscar, Tetreves, Fropple, Jastalyn, Queatus, Hadya, Commodore Jaysehn, Lady Teaberry, Draelor, Lord Randsford, Seneschal Dendum, Mistress Lithyia, Lord Sorlu, Coins, Nalver, Roelon, Magnasco

A flare leaves Magnasco's hand and shoots up into the sky where it hangs for a few moments before exploding into a breathtaking array of colors. The sheer brightness of the image before you lingers in your sight for several seconds after the explosion can no longer be seen.

Raelee nods slightly at Hadya.

Jaysehn glances at Raelee.

Jaysehn gives a quick nod and tips his hat to Raelee.

Sorlu leans leisurely on his Nalfein-styled cane, a thoughtful expression upon his face.

Raelee nods slightly at Jaysehn.

Laboriously, the ship begins to turn toward the shore despite the waves slamming down upon her decks. A strange glow pervades the skies overhead for an instant, and the vessel's sails puff outward as if the winds have turned in its favor.

Roelon deeply says, "Opalina is scoutin' the waters it seems."

Raelee glances up.

Jaysehn nods once.

Roelon blinks.

Hadya shakes her head.

Dendum says, "Well..."

Jaysehn says, "Elementalists. As expected."

Roelon deeply says, "That was nae natural.."

Dendum says, "Councilors of Icemule."

Nalver attempts to hum a merry little tune.

You say, "They are not without magic it seems."

Lithyia fidgets.

Raelee gives a sidelong glance at Jaysehn.

Dendum asks, "Do we kill it quickly or talk first?"

Jastalyn softly says, "We can try talking."

Jastalyn absently whistles a few notes.

Jastalyn skillfully begins to weave another verse into her harmony.

Jastalyn begins singing and focuses her voice into a vortex of air shaped like an ethereal platinum scepter, centered on her right hand.

Roelon deeply says, "Talk...but with weapons out."

Dendum nods at Jastalyn.

Speaking to Dendum, Randsford says, "We need answers."

Jastalyn softly says, "But defend yourself."

Randsford nods slowly at Dendum.

Trisscar slings a scratched faewood greatshield off from over her shoulder.

Trisscar removes a gem-pommeled vultite backsword from in her leather sheath.

Magnasco gestures.

Nalver asks, "Krolvin bad but half-krolvin good?"

Roelon deeply says, "Give them the chance."

Dendum says, "Very well we do the talking..."

Hadya quietly says, "I just want to say, right now, if we have to fight demons... I said this was a bad idea."

Jaysehn says, "Such spells do not last long, they would be wise to dock here if they any control left at all."

Speaking to Nalver, Randsford says, "All races are good and bad."

Randsford squints at Nalver.

Jastalyn softly says, "Let's appoint someone to speak first."

You chuckle at Hadya.

Sorlu grins slowly at Hadya.

You feel at full magical power again.

Jastalyn softly says, "I vote Lithyia."

Lithyia says, "No."

Jastalyn softly exclaims, "The confessor!"

Roelon slings his orase knight's shield over his shoulder and onto a tangled mass of oily fishing nets on the back of his alloy weapons bandolier.

Dendum takes a drink from his Icemule bock.

Nalver says, "I vote Fropple."

Lithyia shakes her head.

Jastalyn just nudged Lithyia.

A sudden gust makes the snow dance and swirl around you.

Speaking softly to Lithyia, Jastalyn says, "You have the stick."

Lithyia says, "You dont want me doin the talkin."

Roelon reaches inside one of the oversized toy bear husks hanging from his alloy weapons bandolier and grabs a feather-topped dark witchwood talking stick.

Lithyia says, "No i dont have it with me."

Raelee narrows her eyes in concentration, the runes on her arm glimmering briefly. She seems to glow with power!

Jastalyn softly says, "Fine."

Raelee gestures.

Eyes widening momentarily, Raelee gazes into the distance before adopting a thoughtful expression.

Fropple gasps.

Roelon offers Lithyia a feather-topped dark witchwood talking stick.

Lithyia says, "Nor do i wish it with me right now."

Roelon nods at Lithyia.

Lithyia slings an embossed rolaren shield over her shoulder.

Lithyia acknolwedges Roelon's previous right to and indicates that she is now ready to bear the responsibility to speak.

Lithyia accepts Roelon's talking stick.

Lithyia sighs.

With a swift shrug of his shoulder, Roelon slings a dark orase knight's shield with a balenite tiger umbo off from a tangled mass of oily fishing nets on the back of his alloy weapons bandolier.

Raelee narrows her eyes in concentration, the runes on her arm glimmering briefly. She seems to glow with power!

Lithyia glances at Roelon.

Raelee gestures.

Lithyia thrusts her talking stick skyward, demanding for respectful silence that she deserves.

Roelon appears to be trying hard not to grin.

Dendum says, "Hrmm can speak a bit.....lets see."

Roelon nods once at Lithyia.

Dendum emits a bark that sounds exactly like a bushwag!

Fropple says, "No noes, I just humble hobbit."

Dendum emits a bark that sounds exactly like a rabid guard dog!

Dendum emits a bark that sounds exactly like a kuvasz!

Lithyia says, "Truly though, I am not one to speak to the Krol."

Dendum nods once.

Jastalyn softly says, "Speak common."

Speaking to Lithyia, Jaysehn asks, "Why not?"

Jastalyn shakes her head, clucking her tongue.

Dendum says, "Think that was hello."

Lithyia asks, "Why not?"

Jastalyn softly says, "If you bark at them that might be offensive."

Speaking to Lithyia, Jaysehn says, "Why...not..."

Jastalyn chuckles.

Lithyia says, "You're talking to Lithy..."

Lithyia points at herself.

Here and there a snowflake flutters down.

Hadya nods in agreement at Jastalyn.

Speaking to Dendum, Draelor says, "No, you insulted the weather."

Dendum frowns at Draelor.

Just as it seems as if the ship has managed to right itself from one impact, a great black wave crashes down on the limping vessel. For a moment, only the jagged spar of its mainmast can be seen, pointing skyward like a broken talon, and then all sight of the ship is lost in the angry waves.

Lithyia says, "I should never be responsible for something like that."

Lithyia says, "Ever."

Fropple gasps.

Jaysehn winces.

Lithyia says, "Perhaps Charl just did me a favor."

Fropple says, "It is gone."

Trisscar frowns.

Fropple hangs his head.

Lithyia gazes up into the heavens.

Roelon blinks.

Jaysehn stows his eahnor cresset sword in his white faewood scabbard with a flash of holy white fire. A brief shimmer of Liabo-hued light erupts from inside the scabbard along with a muffled shriek.

Fropple buries his face in his hands.

Dendum says, "Well...."

Jastalyn softly says, "Oh no."

Randsford gestures.

A flare leaves Randsford's hand and shoots up into the sky where it hangs for a few moments before exploding into a breathtaking array of colors. The sheer brightness of the image before you lingers in your sight for several seconds after the explosion can no longer be seen.

Randsford squints.

Magnasco just went to the shore.

Trisscar quietly says, "There may be survivors."

Hadya nods at Trisscar.

Lithyia just opened a jade satin palla edged in gilt-threaded scrollwork.

You nod in agreement at Trisscar.

Jaysehn says, "Some may emerge from the waves."

Hadya quietly says, "They might wash up here."

Sorlu says, "Ah, well...that settles that."

Raelee joins Roelon's group.

Sorlu nods once.

Lithyia put a feather-topped dark witchwood talking stick in her jade satin palla.

Jaysehn glances at Hadya.

Lithyia just closed a jade satin palla edged in gilt-threaded scrollwork.

Raelee basks in the glow of the sphere.

Nalver says, "There might be wreckage."

Jaysehn nods at Hadya.

Lithyia slings an embossed rolaren shield off from over her shoulder.

Jaysehn casually flicks the compass rose-embossed strap holding his rose gold spyglass, allowing it to fall briefly before deftly catching it with a dramatic extension of his arm, extending the gold segments to full-length.

Jaysehn adjusts his rose gold spyglass, brushing his fingertips against its gold tube and tracing the filament-linked constellations, inspecting the piece closely. He raises the ocular lens to eye level, gazing out into the horizon.

Nalver gets a distant look in his eyes.

A cerulean fel gangplank suddenly protrudes from the side of the carrack before slamming down.

Magnasco makes his way up the fel gangplank and aboard the fel carrack.

Roelon just slipped quietly over to the shore, with his group following closely.

Nalver gets a distant look in his eyes.

Roelon just slipped quietly up a switchback trail, with his group following closely.

[Olbin Delta, Highland Ridge - 32323] (u4576019)

The ridge overlooks an unforgiving shoreline of black sand that stretches a long way before it is devoured by the frigid waters of the ocean. Between the ridge and the shore is a steep cliff face scattered with jagged rocks and gravel, a switchback trail cutting across it to allow access to old docks stretching out into the water. A rise to the east flows gracefully down toward an expanse of highland dotted with clumps of snow and alpine wildlfowers. You also see a massive snowy white tiger.

Also here: Draelor, Lord Randsford, Seneschal Dendum, Mistress Lithyia, Lord Sorlu, Coins, Nalver, Lady Teaberry, Commodore Jaysehn, Hadya, Queatus, Jastalyn, Fropple, Tetreves, Lady Trisscar, Magister Raelee, Roelon

Lithyia says, "I mean, if you all wish to die..surely...let me speak to them if they wander up our shores."

Roelon just moved quietly southwest, with his group following closely.

[We search the shore and area]

Jastalyn softly asks, "Some of us want to get on the ship?"

Jaysehn put a slender rose gold spyglass scattered in iolite constellations in his dim grey pack.

Roelon just slipped quietly down a switchback trail, with his group following closely.

[The Frostmain, Shore - 32338] (u7133001)

Frigid winds whip the black sand shoreline as it clings to sheer, dark bluffs of basalt as if pinned between the stone and sea. Salt is heavy on the icy breeze. Leading up to an old dock of time-silvered wood, the stone-strewn sands are spattered with white droppings. A switchback trail climbs to the lip of a ridge crowning the bluffs. You also see a massive snowy white tiger, a gaunt dock master and a large board.

Also here: Draelor, Lord Randsford, Seneschal Dendum, Mistress Lithyia, Lord Sorlu, Coins, Nalver, Lady Teaberry, Commodore Jaysehn, Hadya, Queatus, Jastalyn, Fropple, Tetreves, Lady Trisscar, Magister Raelee, Roelon

Trisscar nods at Jastalyn.

Roelon deeply says, "Perhaps they are floatin' in the waters."

Jaysehn says, "At this point? There is no ship to chase. Best to scour the shore for bodies...living or dead."

Speaking to Jastalyn, you say, "Considering what we just witnessed, I doubt anyone wishes to get on a ship right now."

Roelon deeply says, "But nae fir long..."

Jastalyn softly says, "The crarrack is out."

Jastalyn softly says, "Let's go."

Roelon just slipped quietly over to a time-silvered dock, with his group following closely.

Jastalyn softly says, "We'll stay close."

Jastalyn points at a cerulean fel gangplank.

Lithyia says, "You'd be fools to board a ship in that."

Jastalyn makes her way across the fel gangplank.

Roelon deeply says, "Some take the ship."

Roelon deeply asks, "Ah few should comb the shore?"

Jastalyn just arrived.

Roelon rubs his chin thoughtfully.

Jastalyn softly asks, "Anyone else coming?"

Hadya quietly says, "You can, I am not going out there...that storm is violent."

Dendum says, "Hrmm should go crawling around a shore."

Jaysehn says, "I can end the storm."

Speaking to Jastalyn, you say, "I think perhaps we should search the shore."

Speaking deeply to Jastalyn, Roelon says, "We could end up like them."

Lithyia indicates her vultite Niima's-embrace with a smile.

Roelon rubs his chin thoughtfully.

Jaysehn says, "If that is desired."

Ruminating upon Jaysehn, you give consideration to his qualifications.

Nalver shrugs.

Teaberry nods at Jaysehn.

Roelon deeply says, "That wave seemed ....directed."

Roelon rubs his chin thoughtfully.

Hadya frowns at Jaysehn.

Jaysehn removes a red-violet alexandrite sphere adorned with fused zorchar clouds from in his dim grey pack.

Sorlu says, "Perhaps we can speak to Mayor Dabbings and send forth the Wyrm to scout the waters around where the krolvin ship sunk."

The earth shakes and sways with a protesting groan.

Lithyia quietly says, "Praise Charl."

The fel gangplank is suddenly retracted within the carrack.

Lithyia glances down.

Lithyia shudders.

Roelon glances at Lithyia.

Roelon slowly empties his lungs.

Tetreves sways back and forth.

Jaysehn says, "Waves I cannot do anything about. But a storm, yes. I can quell that."

Jaysehn says, "I would need a ship willing to go to sea."

Speaking quietly to Sorlu, Hadya says, "I like this idea better."

Nalver asks, "Whose carrack is that?"

Tetreves gazes up into the sky.

Roelon points at Jastalyn.

Speaking to Sorlu, you say, "If the Commodore can stop the storm, perhaps we will have better luck searching the shore."

Jastalyn softly says, "There is one right there."

Nalver says, "If it can fit us all, let's go."

Jaysehn rolls his wrist and swirls the alexandrite sphere in his hand.

Nalver says, "If we die, it'll be a splendid show."

Jastalyn softly says, "It can fit eight."

Jastalyn softly says, "But I got out voted."

Trisscar softly says, "I can join on the ship, I've been sailing. Especially if the storm can be calmed."

Lithyia says, "I'm not gettin on a ship."

Jaysehn says, "I would only need to be at sea for a moment."

Lithyia says, "You're insane."

Jaysehn says, "And then redock."

A cerulean fel gangplank suddenly protrudes from the side of the carrack before slamming down.

Roelon deeply says, "Eight who are...."

Roelon glances at Lithyia.

Roelon deeply says, "Brave..."

Roelon nods slowly.

Jastalyn softly says, "Go if you want to go."

Lithyia says, "Foolish."

Jastalyn points at a cerulean fel gangplank.

Lithyia shakes her head.

Lithyia says, "I dont wish to see any of you die."

Jaysehn glances at a cerulean fel gangplank.

Jaysehn nods.

Trisscar nods at Jastalyn.

Jaysehn says, "The storm will settle in moments."

Jaysehn makes his way across the fel gangplank.

Teaberry says, "I'll go."

Teaberry makes her way across the fel gangplank.

Jastalyn softly says, "Go ahead."

Roelon deeply says, "Charl's domain does seem unwelcomin' thanks to that volcano."

Trisscar makes her way across the fel gangplank.

Lithyia says, "I will pray to Niima for you all."

A strange cerulean flare streaks up out of the waters, its source hidden by their thrashing.

Hadya quietly says, "I'll stay here, on land, thank you. I don't care what magic you think you have to stop that storm... I just saw a ship go under."

Raelee tilts her head up.

Raelee squints.

Randsford squints.

Jastalyn softly asks, "That it?"

Lithyia nods at Hadya.

Dendum utters a light chant and raises his hands, beckoning the lesser spirits to his aid...

Dendum gestures.

A flare leaves Dendum's hand and shoots up into the sky where it hangs for a few moments before exploding into a trio of exploding lotus blossoms that descends in spiraling crimson corkscrews. The sheer brightness of the image before you lingers in your sight for several seconds after the explosion can no longer be seen.

Roelon deeply says, "Survivor.."

The fel gangplank is suddenly retracted within the carrack.

Roelon coughs.

Sorlu rubs his chin thoughtfully.

Lithyia slings an embossed rolaren shield over her shoulder.

Roelon deeply asks, "Survivors?"

Lithyia just opened a beaded bauble bag.

Lithyia removes some dark blue coral prayer beads from in her bauble bag.

Dendum says, "Something alive."

Dendum says, "Could just be a lose demon."

Lithyia raises her coral prayer beads above her head in a beseeching gesture.

Randsford grumbles.

Speaking to Lithyia, Dendum asks, ""That counts as alive yes?"

Jastalyn softly says, "The waters are safe again."

Roelon deeply asks, "Any else joinin'?"

Nalver yells, "Aim for the ruined castle!"

Lithyia just opened a beaded bauble bag.

Lithyia put some dark blue coral prayer beads in her bauble bag.

Lithyia just closed a beaded bauble bag.

Jastalyn softly says, "Ship is gone."

Roelon nods.

Jastalyn softly exclaims, "That ship has sailed!"

Jastalyn grins.

Sorlu grins at Roelon.

Roelon chuckles.

Lithyia slings an embossed rolaren shield off from over her shoulder.

Roelon grins.

Draelor begins to breathe less deeply.

Speaking in Tehir, Hadya quietly says something you don't understand.

Jastalyn softly says, "So let's patrol the shore line."

Roelon ducks his head.

A sudden gust makes the snow dance and swirl around you.

With a slight roll of his shoulder, Randsford slides a white eonake knight's aegis bound by shimmering silver and imbedded with emeralds that form the symbol of the goddess Oleani free and grips it tightly in one hand. A spray of silvery white motes skitters over the surface of the aegis before fizzling out with a fading howl.

Roelon nods.

Raelee narrows her eyes in concentration, the runes on her arm glimmering briefly. She seems to glow with power!

Raelee gestures.

Raelee's eyes gleam with a newfound understanding.

Randsford nods in agreement at Jastalyn.

Lithyia nods at Jastalyn.

Fropple removes a halfling forged claidhmore from in his giant scalp sheath.

Randsford removes a ruby-handled wolf-headed spikestar from in his warg pelt sheath.

Tetreves adopts an agreeable expression.

Nalver stretches.

Randsford says, "Someone could have washed ashore."

Nalver shuffles his feet.

In the distance, you spot a small shape in the water--a raft of sorts, through crudely fashioned. A figure atop it moves sluggishly, but it raises a hand and another flare streaks from its fingertips, bursting in the sky above.

Randsford shrugs at Roelon.

Preservationist Perigourd just arrived from the shore.

Perigourd casually observes his surroundings.

Roelon nods.

Raelee surreptitiously glances at Perigourd.

Roelon just slipped quietly over to the shore, with his group following closely.

The Krolvin Survivor

[The Frostmain, Shore - 32338] (u7133001)

Frigid winds whip the black sand shoreline as it clings to sheer, dark bluffs of basalt as if pinned between the stone and sea. Salt is heavy on the icy breeze. Leading up to an old dock of time-silvered wood, the stone-strewn sands are spattered with white droppings. A switchback trail climbs to the lip of a ridge crowning the bluffs. You also see a massive snowy white tiger, a gaunt dock master and a large board.

Also here: Draelor, Lord Randsford, Seneschal Dendum, Mistress Lithyia, Lord Sorlu, Coins, Nalver, Hadya, Queatus, Fropple, Tetreves, Magister Raelee, Jastalyn, Roelon

Lithyia says, "Survivors..."

Speaking to Lithyia, you say, "At least one."

Tetreves asks, "Or raiders?"

Sorlu nods to Perigourd in greeting.

Roelon deeply says, "Ah am worried...if they end up on the crawling shore."

Here and there a snowflake flutters down.

Fropple says, "We soon finds out."

Lithyia says, "Best be ready just in case."

Fropple's entire body tenses as he tightens his grip on his halfling forged claidhmore.

Perigourd nods in greeting at Sorlu.

Dendum says, "They are in the water."

Perigourd furrows his brow.

Nitos just arrived.

Nitos just went southwest.

Roelon deeply says, "Driftin'."

Roelon nods slowly.

You say, "It is a marvel that raft is surviving when the ship did not."

Roelon just slipped quietly up a rocky shoreline trail, with his group following closely.

[We search all across the shore and area]

A flare leaves Roelon's hand and shoots up into the sky where it hangs for a few moments before exploding into furiously erratic flashes of blue-tinged silver light. The sheer brightness of the image before you lingers in your sight for several seconds after the explosion can no longer be seen.

Lithyia says, "Perhaps Niima spared them..."

Sorlu lightly asks, "Shall we make odds for if it survives or not?"

Lithyia quietly says, "Or something else."

Sorlu chuckles to himself.

Lithyia shudders.

Fropple just left.

Nalver says, "I think they were coming to us."

Nalver says, "Back at the dock."

Dendum says, "On the plus side....much less of a threat...."

[The Frostmain, Shore - 32338] (u7133001)

Frigid winds whip the black sand shoreline as it clings to sheer, dark bluffs of basalt as if pinned between the stone and sea. Salt is heavy on the icy breeze. Leading up to an old dock of time-silvered wood, the stone-strewn sands are spattered with white droppings. A switchback trail climbs to the lip of a ridge crowning the bluffs. You also see a massive snowy white tiger, a broken raft, a gaunt dock master and a large board.

Also here: Draelor, Lord Randsford, Seneschal Dendum, Mistress Lithyia, Lord Sorlu, Coins, Nalver, Hadya, Queatus, Tetreves, Magister Raelee, Jastalyn, Preservationist Perigourd, Roelon, Jkarog who is lying down

Nalver asks, "Right?"

Dendum utters a light chant and raises his hands, beckoning the lesser spirits to his aid...

Nalver asks, "Maybe?"

Perigourd takes a moment to observe Jkarog.

Roelon glances at Jkarog.

Dendum nods at Nalver.

Randsford squints at Jkarog.

Perigourd stows his kelyn warsword in his faewood scabbard with a flash of vibrant forest green radiance. A harmony of woodland scents and sounds lingers briefly in the air. A brief shimmer of honey amber light erupts from inside the scabbard along with a muffled huff.

Nalver yells, "Over here. We have Jkarog!"

Lithyia glances at Jkarog.

Randsford pokes Jkarog in the ribs.

Sorlu nods at Dendum.

Roelon deeply says, "Ye ...made it..."

Lithyia nods to Jkarog in greeting.

Roelon nods at Jkarog.

Perigourd taps something in a mottled forest green suede cloak.

Roelon rubs his chin thoughtfully.

Jkarog lets out a weak grunt, spitting up seawater.

Lithyia slings an embossed rolaren shield over her shoulder.

You look at Jkarog, cautious not to let your gaze linger for too long.

You see Jkarog, the Krolvin Trader.

He is average height. He appears to be middle-aged. He has hooded dark blue eyes and dark blue fur. He has a ragged mane of wild, silver hair with a blue streak running through it. He has a weathered face and a twice-broken nose.

He is wearing a faded sailcloth vest, an old leather bracelet dangling widowwood charms, and a pair of dark canvas breeches.

Ruminating upon Jkarog, you give consideration to his qualifications.

Speaking to Jkarog, Dendum asks, ""err...irkuk?"

Roelon nods at Jkarog.

Sorlu looks thoughtfully at Jkarog.

Roelon deeply says, "Get it all out if yir lungs."

Speaking calmly to Jkarog, you ask, "Once you can speak, do you understand common?"

Lithyia says, "I wish Jade were here."

Roelon nods slowly.

Jkarog harshly says, "I... speak your tongue."

Roelon nods at Lithyia.

Draelor nods at Lithyia.

Lithyia nods at Jkarog.

You say, "Excellent."

With a flourish, and, with motions too quick for your eyes to follow, Queatus produces a twisted black mithril spike, which he is now brandishing with a quirk of a single brow and an incorrigible smirk.

You nod approvingly at Jkarog.

Perigourd furrows his brow.

Jkarog weakly says, "The sea priest. Did he survive? He..."

Lithyia asks, "The sea priest?"

Speaking to Jkarog, Dendum says, ""You are the only one seen so far."

Jastalyn softly says, "We haven't seen anyone else."

Jastalyn nods.

Speaking to Jkarog, Nalver asks, "Ya interested in buying a carrack?"

Speaking to Jkarog, you ask, "The one casting magic?"

Jkarog says, "I think my soul fled me for an instant. He breathed it back into me, and then I saw him slip under the waves."

Roelon deeply says, "Perhaps he washed ashore somewhere..."

An occasional snowflake drifts to the ground.

Draelor frowns.

Jastalyn wags one finger at Nalver in a no-no-no gesture.

Tetreves frowns.

Roelon's face turns slightly pale.

Jkarog turns and vomits more seawater.

Lifting first one foot and then another, you slowly backpedal.

Roelon slings his orase knight's shield over his shoulder and onto a tangled mass of oily fishing nets on the back of his alloy weapons bandolier.

Tetreves gags.

Roelon hangs a perfect black dragon-guised waraxe inlaid with shadowy wraithline from one of the repurposed leather garter straps on his alloy weapons bandolier.

Tetreves clasps his hand over his mouth.

You attend to your satin gown, making the gown as presentable as possible.

Raelee takes a moment to observe Jkarog.

Perigourd removes some essence of water from in his suede cloak.

The distant sound of seagulls fills the air.

Tetreves gazes up into the heavens.

Perigourd put some essence of water in his suede cloak.

Sorlu glances at Roelon.

Roelon closes his eyes for a moment.

Lithyia gazes up into the heavens.

Dendum takes a drink from his Icemule bock.

Speaking to Jkarog, you ask, "Let me be blunt. Are you from Glaoveln?"

You gaze with interest at Jkarog.

Speaking deeply to Jkarog, Roelon asks, "Ye and this priest. What happened?"

Roelon nods to you.

Jkarog looks up warily. Despite his obvious physical weakness, he has the look of a caged animal about to bite.

Roelon deeply says, "Straight to it."

Roelon chuckles.

Commodore Jaysehn's group just arrived from a time-silvered dock.

Jaysehn nods.

Perigourd nods in greeting at Jaysehn.

Magnasco joins Roelon's group.

Nalver holds a sleek fireleaf staff topped with an elven skull impaled by a ki-lin horn up to his ear.

Speaking deeply to Jaysehn, Roelon says, "We hae ah survivor.."

Jaysehn gives a quick nod and tips his hat to Perigourd.

Jaysehn nods.

Lithyia just opened a salt-stained leather bandolier.

Trisscar nods at Roelon.

Dendum winces.

Lithyia just closed a salt-stained leather bandolier.

Speaking flatly to you, Jkarog says, "I know you people. You don't kill prisoners for no reason."

Jaysehn says, "I'm glad. The sky will be clear for the next hour or so."

A rhythmic *click-click-click* sound emanates from around Raelee.

Jaysehn says, "But the quakes...will still toss the waves."

Jaysehn joins Roelon's group.

Jaysehn basks in the glow of the sphere.

Hadya quietly says, "You aren't in town."

Randsford kneels down.

Speaking to Jkarog, Perigourd says, "That well depends on the individuals, I'd say."

Perigourd chuckles.

Randsford stares at Jkarog.

Speaking to Jkarog, you say, "Correct. But that is not an answer to the question."

Roelon nods at Jaysehn.

Jaysehn says, "Captain Magnasco did a patrol of the area. No other survivors."

Trisscar joins Roelon's group.

Here and there a snowflake flutters down.

Sorlu glances between Jkarog and yourself.

Trisscar basks in the glow of the sphere.

Speaking snidely to you, Jkarog says, "Your pronunciation is terrible."

Speaking deeply to Jkarog, Roelon asks, "Ye consider yirself ah prisoner?"

Speaking to Jkarog, Randsford says, "There will be no harm as long as you and any other of your crew agree to the same."

Roelon rubs his chin thoughtfully.

Randsford nods firmly at Jkarog.

Speaking softly to Jkarog, Jastalyn asks, "Is Icemule your original target location?"

Lithyia just opened a jade satin palla edged in gilt-threaded scrollwork.

Speaking to Jkarog, you say, "As is your common, but that is hardly the point."

Leland shrugs his shoulders.

Lithyia just closed a beaded bauble bag.

Speaking curiously to Jkarog, you ask, "There has been a matter of great debate here that perhaps you can clear up. Are your people aware that you have a very active volcano that is likely to explode any day and take most of the island with it?"

Roelon whispers something to Randsford.

Jkarog defiantly says, "I am from Glaiv Moradg. The place you call Glaeve."

Lithyia nods at Jkarog.

Jastalyn nods.

Roelon rubs his chin thoughtfully.

Speaking to Jkarog, Perigourd asks, "What brought you and your vessel this way?"

Jkarog tries to sit up, but he just ends up sagging against the wreckage of his raft. He coughs up a bit of blood.

Jastalyn winces.

Speaking playfully to Perigourd, you whisper aloud, "Very big waves."

Jaysehn thoughtfully says, "Glaiv Moradg...."

Jastalyn removes a black eahnor signet from in her lotus silk carryall.

An occasional snowflake drifts to the ground.

You flash a quick grin at Perigourd.

Raelee settles her gaze on Jkarog, watching him intently.

Speaking to Jkarog, Teaberry says, "We're talking about Glaoveln."

Jaysehn ponders.

Jastalyn just closed a delicate knitted fiery rose lotus silk carryall.

Jastalyn shows Jkarog her eahnor signet.

Jaysehn glances at Jkarog.

Speaking softly to Jkarog, Jastalyn asks, "Does this symbol mean anything to you?"

Jkarog snorts, horks, and spits to the side. The effort seems to cost him mightily.

Jaysehn glances around the area.

Speaking quietly to Teaberry, Hadya says, "I believe they call it.. Glaiv Moradg."

Lithyia peers quizzically at Jkarog.

Sorlu gazes in amusement at Jkarog.

Roelon's face turns slightly pale.

Jastalyn softly asks, "Can we get you anything?"

Jaysehn asks, "Is there a healer present?"

Perigourd grunts.

Speaking to Teaberry, Jkarog says, "The island, yes. My home."

Jaysehn says, "This one is bleeding within."

Jkarog says, "I was charged with coming here."

Roelon pours himself a tumbler of salted caramel whiskey.

Magnasco focuses on Jkarog with intense concentration.

Magnasco heals Jakrog.

Speaking to Jkarog, Sorlu asks, "Why?"

Here and there a snowflake flutters down.

Randsford raises an eyebrow in Jkarog's direction.

Jaysehn looks thoughtfully at Magnasco.

Speaking to Hadya, Teaberry says, "Ohhh."

Jaysehn nods once.

Speaking to Jkarog, Dendum remarks, ""In this you have had some sucess because you are here."

Speaking to Jkarog, Nalver asks, "What for?"

Roelon raises an eyebrow.

Lithyia snickers at Dendum.

Lithyia exclaims, "Dendum!"

Lithyia scoffs.

Jkarog says, "But then the storm turned, and the waves were against us. Not even the sea priest could calm them, so... I tried to get us free."

Lithyia turns an inquisitive ear toward Jkarog.

Jastalyn nods.

Sorlu glances appraisingly at Jkarog.

Nalver cackles at Dendum!

Roelon furrows his brow.

Speaking softly to Jkarog, Jastalyn asks, "Would you like to try to stand again?"

Jkarog sits up.

Jkarog looks over at Jastalyn and shakes his head.

Jastalyn smiles.

Jastalyn nods.

You look at Jkarog, cautious not to let your gaze linger for too long.

Jastalyn softly says, "Alright."

Krolvin Request for Aid

Speaking to Jkarog, Sorlu asks, "What reason do the krol have for coming near Icemule?"

Jkarog leans against a broken raft.

Speaking softly to Jkarog, Jastalyn asks, "Are you in need of anything?"

Jkarog says, "Aid."

Jastalyn put a black eahnor signet in her pashmina coat.

Leland suddenly barks.

Sorlu squints at Jkarog.

Teaberry says, "I think he needs boots."

Jkarog weakly says, "We require aid."

Jastalyn softly says, "Be more specific."

Randsford nods encouragingly at Jkarog.

Trisscar tilts her head toward Jkarog, examining him intently as the tip of one ear twitches briefly.

Perigourd raises an eyebrow.

You raise an eyebrow in Jkarog's direction.

Roelon glances west.

Speaking to Jkarog, Sorlu asks, "Aid?"

Speaking to Jkarog, Randsford says, "Continue."

Jaysehn folds his arms over his chest.

Sorlu peers quizzically at Jkarog.

Randsford stands up.

Dendum takes a drink from his Icemule bock.

Roelon rubs his chin thoughtfully.

Jastalyn whispers to the group, "Does anyone here have the implements to start a fire?"

Speaking to Jkarog, you say, "And it was thought that coming to a place your ships often raid was the best first choice? An interesting move, but do go on."

An occasional snowflake drifts to the ground.

Speaking to you, Jkarog says, "There are few places my brethren have not raided."

You nod in agreement at Jkarog.

Lithyia looks over at Jastalyn and shakes her head.

Perigourd looks thoughtfully at Jastalyn.

Sorlu chuckles to himself.

Sorlu says, "Fair enough."

Jkarog says, "To the west, our old home is a smoking ruin."

Perigourd brushes his fingers over the surface of his golden rose.

Jkarog says, "And to the east... enemies."

Trisscar nods in agreement at Jkarog.

Perigourd blurs into a white fog and vanishes!

Dendum asks, "Already?"

Roelon deeply says, "Ash....fire.."

Roelon closes his eyes for a moment.

Jastalyn softly says, "Enemies the krolvin have rightly made."

Speaking to Jkarog, you ask, "Is Glaoveln no more then?"

Speaking to Jkarog, Randsford asks, "And what are we then?"

Speaking sharply to Dendum, Jkarog says, "It is an old thing. One we do not discuss often."

Randsford stares at Jkarog.

Queatus agrees with Jastalyn.

Roelon deeply says, "What ah saw was happenin' then."

Dendum says, "Oh you mean the ancient isles."

Roelon rubs his chin thoughtfully.

Sorlu nods at Dendum.

Jkarog nods curtly.

Dendum nods once.

Roelon takes a drink from his salted caramel whiskey.

Speaking to Dendum, you say, "Ah, further west."

You nod understandingly.

Leland paces back and forth impatiently.

Roelon nods slowly.

Also here: Lady Trisscar, Magnasco, Lady Teaberry, Commodore Jaysehn, Jastalyn, Magister Raelee, Tetreves, Queatus, Hadya, Draelor, Lord Randsford, Seneschal Dendum, Mistress Lithyia, Lord Sorlu, Coins, Nalver, Roelon, Jkarog who is sitting

Jkarog frowns at Randsford.

Randsford squints at Jkarog.

Jaysehn asks, "The Shattered Continent, is it?"

Speaking to Randsford, Jkarog says, "I don't know."

Speaking softly to Jkarog, Jastalyn asks, "What kind of aid are you requesting?"

Speaking to Jkarog, Sorlu asks, "And what sort of aid do the krol wish from us?"

Sorlu nods at Jastalyn.

Speaking to Jkarog, Randsford asks, "What do you hope we would be?"

Randsford stares at Jkarog.

Lithyia raises an eyebrow in Jkarog's direction.

A light flurry of snowflakes drifts down from the grey skies.

Jastalyn gently rests her hand on Randsford's shoulder.

Tetreves forages around for a moment but doesn't appear to have any luck finding what he was looking for.

Roelon takes a drink from his salted caramel whiskey.

Roelon glances at Randsford.

Jastalyn whispers something to Randsford.

Jastalyn smiles.

Queatus asks, "They are slavers, these krol?"

Dendum says, "Yes."

Queatus shrugs.

Jastalyn softly asks, "Can we just hear him out?"

Queatus asks, "Then what does it matter what aid they ask?"

Queatus casually slips his hand beneath the front side panel of his elesine jacket as if adjusting the garment's fit.

Draelor nods at Queatus.

Speaking to Jkarog, Randsford says, "You know there are those here who wish to see you harm, we will do our part to prevent that but you must be forthcoming."

Randsford stares at Jkarog.

A mass of puffy dandelion seeds suddenly appears in the room. A wind disperses them to reveal Perigourd.

A light flurry of snowflakes drifts down from the grey skies.

Speaking to Jastalyn, Jkarog says, "The blood mages and the ravetso see smoke and flame in their visions."

Perigourd grabs some tinder from inside his leather haversack.

Perigourd kneels down.

Leland shifts his weight.

Perigourd carefully places some tinder on the ground.

Perigourd removes some flint and steel from in his suede cloak.

Perigourd sets his steel against some tinder and strikes it with the flint. A few sparks fly from the steel and ignite the tinder, which glows red at first then erupts with small flames.

The fire begins to die down somewhat, the guttering flames retreating and the embers shifting colors as they cool.

Jastalyn nods at Jkarog.

Perigourd tosses his wooden shield into the crackling fire.

Flames begin to lick at a wooden shield.

Speaking quietly to Queatus, Hadya says, "I am no friend of slavers, but I imagine there are innocents on the isle...slaves."

Perigourd put some flint and steel in his suede cloak.

Perigourd removes a wooden shield from in his suede cloak.

Now and again, resin in some burning wood is ignited by the flames and the fire hisses loudly. The sharp smell of the scorched resin permeates the air and invades your nostrils.

Perigourd tosses his wooden shield into the crackling fire.

Flames begin to lick at a wooden shield.

Perigourd stands up.

Perigourd joins Roelon's group.

Perigourd basks in the glow of the sphere.

Jastalyn softly says, "That volcano is going to blow and take the island with it most likely."

Glancing at a crackling fire, Raelee places her hand on her leather casting gauntlet, and a veil of flickering white flames ignites across its palm. A haze of heat boils from around the gauntlet, distorting the air in roiling waves around the fire.

Speaking deeply to Jkarog, Roelon says, "Ye speak to several councilors of Icemule. Now would be ah good time as he suggested to tell us."

Perigourd removes a wooden shield from in his suede cloak.

Speaking softly to Queatus, Trisscar says, "Because a people are not a monolith, and things can change. They have changed before, when need arose. And we want to help those that are not there by choice."

Perigourd tosses his wooden shield into the crackling fire.

Flames begin to lick at a wooden shield.

Roelon nods at Jastalyn.

Speaking to Hadya, Queatus says, "True."

Sorlu agrees with Roelon.

Speaking deeply to Jkarog, Roelon says, "If ye wish to believe it or nae. Ah hae seen what will happen to yir island."

Perigourd grabs a wooden shield from inside his leather haversack.

Perigourd tosses his wooden shield into the crackling fire.

Flames begin to lick at a wooden shield.

Speaking softly to Jkarog, Jastalyn says, "Continue please."

Lithyia nods at Jastalyn.

Roelon takes a drink from his salted caramel whiskey.

You say, "It would seem that they are not in need of the warning that Ellusine felt was our moral imperative."

Queatus nods.

You say, "So that is one question answered."

You smile quietly to yourself.

Jkarog says, "The T'Vieska and the Czag Pritz... they say that it will pass."

Nalver says, "Oh."

Speaking softly to Jkarog, Jastalyn says, "If you believed that, you wouldn't be here."

Dendum asks, "You have a Czag Pritz?"

Randsford nods in agreement at Jastalyn.

Leland shifts his weight.

An occasional snowflake drifts to the ground.

Jkarog says, "Moradg has grown angry before, and spat his guts upon the land."

Roelon deeply says, "And that priest would nae be visiting Charl."

Roelon nods slowly.

Sorlu nods at Jkarog.

Jaysehn frowns.

Speaking to Dendum, Jkarog says, "So she calls herself."

Speaking to Jkarog, Nalver asks, "You want some shoes?"

Dendum says, "Hrmmm."

Jastalyn softly says, "There may still be survivors floating on ship remnants out there."

Jkarog glances at Nalver.

Speaking to Jkarog, Sorlu says, "And should he do so again, it will be the end of your home."

Speaking to Jkarog, Sorlu says, "Quite the desperate situation you see yourself in."

Sorlu nods at Jkarog.

Dendum whispers to the group, "The Krolvin are dangerous with a single leader."

Magnasco says, "We didn't find any wreckage the short way we went."

Speaking to Jkarog, Teaberry asks, "What is a T'Vieska?"

Roelon rubs his chin thoughtfully.

Speaking to Jastalyn, Jkarog says, "Not many. Some gave themselves to summon the wind."

A sudden gust makes the snow dance and swirl around you.

Speaking to Jastalyn, Jkarog says, "Magic has a cost."

Jastalyn nods.

Roelon slowly empties his lungs.

Queatus says, "Slavers and blood magic..."

Speaking to Teaberry, Jkarog says, "You would call them captains, but they are more than that."

Queatus frowns.

Jaysehn looks thoughtfully at Perigourd.

Speaking softly to Jkarog, Jastalyn says, "You still haven't been very specific about your request for aid."

Sorlu agrees with Jastalyn.

Roelon folds his arms over his chest.

Speaking to Jkarog, Randsford says, "Speak freely."

Randsford nods encouragingly at Jkarog.

Leland glances around and mutters.

Teaberry says, "Thank you."

A light flurry of snowflakes drifts down from the grey skies.

Nalver grins at a gaunt dock master.

Jaysehn looks thoughtfully at Perigourd.

Jaysehn nods once at Perigourd.

Jastalyn whispers to the group, "He seems to be stalling and it's making me nervous."

Roelon casually observes his surroundings.

Speaking quietly to Jkarog, Trisscar asks, "There have been times in the past where your people thought it would be fine as well, and the leader at that time lost his place because of it. I imagine a similar power struggle might be happening now, if you are here and asking. But it also brought change. What is it you need?"

Queatus agrees with Jastalyn.

With a swift shrug of his shoulder, Roelon slings a dark orase knight's shield with a balenite tiger umbo off from a tangled mass of oily fishing nets on the back of his alloy weapons bandolier.

Tetreves glances at a switchback trail.

Roelon takes a drink from his salted caramel whiskey.

Tetreves glances at a time-silvered dock.

Lithyia glances at Jkarog.

You notice your companion Coins slip away into hiding.

Lithyia ponders.

Queatus whispers to the group, "I reckon we should stab him."

Roelon shakes his head.

Jaysehn glances at Queatus.

Jastalyn whispers to the group, "Just because we only saw one ship that doesn't mean there weren't more."

Perigourd scratches at his beard.

Jastalyn pinches Queatus!

Tetreves fidgets.

Randsford shakes his head.

Lithyia begins to breathe less deeply.

As the air currents shift, you are buffeted by acrid waves of withering heat and billows of hot smoke from the raging fire.

Sorlu leans on his cane, taking a momentary rest.

Jkarog says, "I know what my people are in your eyes."

Nalver glances at a crackling fire.

Leland shrugs his shoulders.

Queatus turns an inquisitive ear toward Jkarog.

Nalver says, "Excuse me."

Lithyia says, "Your people take slaves..."

Raelee surreptitiously glances at a crackling fire.

Roelon whispers to the group, "Steady yir blades."

Hanging on securely with three paws, the field rat on Dendum's shoulder licks its fourth paw and spends several seconds carefully smoothing out the fur covering its lower back and one leg.

Jaysehn says, "We know what our people are in your people's too."

A small forest green will-o'-wisp mischievously flits out from inside Perigourd's acorn amulet. It flutters around him and hurries back into the amulet.

Nalver exclaims, "Fire!"

Jaysehn folds his arms over his chest.

Nalver bellows at a crackling fire!

Speaking to Jkarog, Dendum remarks, ""You did send a blood mage to carry message...."

A sudden gust makes the snow dance and swirl around you.

Speaking to Nalver, Perigourd says, "One was requested."

Speaking to Jkarog, Sorlu says, "Just as we know how we are viewed through the eyes of your people."

Lithyia says, "Slaves...blood magic...."

Tetreves agrees with Perigourd.

Speaking to Jkarog, Queatus asks, "What are you in our eyes?"

As Nalver rubs his brushed steel band, a layer of peacock green frost forms around the band and quickly spreads to his left hand, forming a jagged chunk of green ice.

Roelon nods slowly.

Speaking to Dendum, Jkarog says, "I am not a blood mage. I know a bit of magic, as you likely do as well."

Jastalyn softly says, "I was personally kidnapped by a band of krolvin slavers and shoved into a crate on their ship."

Nalver says, "Shh."

Speaking softly to Jkarog, Jastalyn says, "So yes, we are weary."

Speaking to Jkarog, Dendum says, ""Yet there was one on the ship."

Dendum says, "The fact it is dead does not mean it was not bringing the message."

Speaking to Dendum, Jkarog says, "I did the magic."

Perigourd's chunk of green ice shimmers and crackles as its color shifts to a malachite hue.

Hadya quietly says, "Krolvin come with a show of strength, this is what they know. I imagine asking for help wasn't what they were going to do...more like demand it."

Hadya shrugs.

Dendum says, "Oh..."

Roelon shifts his weight.

Dendum peers quizzically at Jkarog.

Dendum whispers to the group, "It is a mage."

A sudden gust makes the snow dance and swirl around you.

Jastalyn softly says, "Probably the wind and the light we saw."

Hadya whispers to the group, "We should kill it."

Queatus agrees with Hadya.

Jastalyn whispers to the group, "Stop, we're not killing it."

Randsford frowns.

Sorlu whispers to the group, "No. We have a prison we can keep it in for now."

Dendum nods at Jkarog.

Lithyia frowns.

Speaking softly to Hadya, Trisscar says, "They have also compromised before too, when it was between death and diplomacy."

Queatus whispers to the group, "It'll only take a second, he won't feel a thing."

Sorlu whispers to the group, "...should that be needed."

Jastalyn whispers to the group, "One krolvin does not make me worry for my safety."

Roelon looks over at Queatus and shakes his head.

Jaysehn looks thoughtfully at Jkarog.

Speaking to Jkarog, Randsford says, "The mob grows impatient, I suggest you spit it out."

Randsford stares at Jkarog.

Randsford says, "We can only do so much if you do not give us anything to work with."

Queatus agrees with Randsford.

Jkarog nods at Randsford.

Roelon folds his arms over his chest.

Raelee gazes at a crackling fire.

Jastalyn smiles.

Hadya whispers to the group, "Krolvin are reckless with magic."

Speaking to Jkarog, Randsford says, "You know why there is hatred on all parts so if there is to be another path forward it has to begin now."

Randsford stares at Jkarog.

Queatus removes a half-serrated faded black stiletto with a salt-stained wyrwood hilt from in his black leather baldric.

Speaking deeply to Jkarog, Roelon says, "Ye sacrificed many to reach here, only to stall at the momment of need."

Jaysehn rubs his leather band.

Jastalyn softly says, "He knows what his people have done."

Queatus slashes at the air with his faded black stiletto as if to warn one and all of what he is capable of!

Jastalyn softly says, "I don't think he needs a recount of it."

Queatus nods.

A sudden gust makes the snow dance and swirl around you.

Jkarog says, "I do not stall. Asking for help is difficult."

Jastalyn smiles.

Jastalyn softly says, "It is."

Speaking quietly to Jkarog, Hadya says, "Then ask like you would have."

Speaking deeply to Jkarog, Roelon says, "Aye. But know that we listen now."

Roelon nods slowly.

Speaking to Jkarog, Dendum asks, ""What kind of help?"

Roelon slings his orase knight's shield over his shoulder and onto a tangled mass of oily fishing nets on the back of his alloy weapons bandolier.

Perigourd folds his hands behind his back.

Speaking softly to Jkarog, Jastalyn says, "But it makes a few of the citizens nervous the longer you take."

Jkarog says, "My people are doomed. I would ask your help in rescuing them."

Jaysehn raises an eyebrow.

Lithyia asks, "Do your people have slaves?"

Lithyia glances at Jkarog.

Jkarog hesitantly says, "...And our captives."

You raise your eyebrows and make a show of gazing intently at Lithyia, but stop short of wasting any words.

Hadya quietly asks, "Will you free them?"

Sorlu begins chuckling at Lithyia!

Lithyia says, "There it is...."

Trisscar nods at Jkarog.

Lithyia sighs.

Hadya cocks her head at Jkarog.

Jastalyn softly says, "This is something that must be discussed."

Tetreves whispers to the group, "I say we help the slaves."

Roelon deeply says, "It isn't an easy thing, aye."

Tetreves nods once.

Trisscar whispers to the group, "We could help, and demand freeing of the captives as part of the help."

Speaking softly to Jkarog, Jastalyn asks, "You seem to be shipwrecked here, do you have any plans once you asked for help?"

Speaking to Jkarog, Randsford says, "And how do we know we can trust your people? Releasing your captives if you are sincere would be a good start."

Roelon whispers to the group, "AH mentioned this before to the mayor. Ye seen his reaction....."

Hadya whispers to the group, "I think this is a good idea."

Jaysehn asks, "So you would buy your lives by paying with the lives of your captives?"

Teaberry says, "If the choice is between living and dying, I would say it is very easy."

Roelon shifts his weight.

Jaysehn raises an eyebrow in Jkarog's direction.

Jastalyn whispers to the group, "We should discuss this while not in his presence."

Queatus whispers to the group, "We could help, then just double cross them before they double cross us."

Queatus shrugs.

Speaking to Jkarog, Sorlu asks, "Rescue them in what manner, exactly? Your people seek a new home, here?"

Draelor glances at Queatus.

A sudden gust makes the snow dance and swirl around you.

Speaking deeply to Jkarog, Roelon asks, "Do ye hae any ideas how this could be done?"

Roelon rubs his chin thoughtfully.

Dendum whispers to the group, "You bring the stormcrows into the north and risk much."

Jastalyn softly asks, "If there is no one else coming, maybe we could move inside somewhere?"

Teaberry nods at Jastalyn.

Teaberry asks, "A pub, maybe?"

Jastalyn nods.

Queatus says, "The prison seems a nice homey spot."

Queatus nods.

Nalver says, "Maybe ask the authorities not to imprison anyone who might still wash up on shore."

Tetreves says, "Oooh, I like the sound of that."

Lithyia grins at Queatus.

Jkarog says, "We have eyes and ears in your town."

Speaking to Jkarog, you ask, "Who do you speak for if your Czag does not believe there is a threat?"

Sorlu smiles at Queatus.

Randsford whispers to the group, "We would let our hatred turn away a chance at peace?"

Speaking to Jkarog, Perigourd asks, "Your people are willing to give up slavery?"

A sudden gust makes the snow dance and swirl around you.

Perigourd raises an eyebrow.

Jkarog says, "I have heard that you seek to found a new nation."

Sorlu smirks at Perigourd.

Missoni flounces down a switchback trail amidst a diffuse cloud of prismatic glitter.

Sorlu nods at Jkarog.

A yellow-eyed silvery lor mandrake sprouting pink firewitch flowers toddles into the area and up to Missoni.

Missoni gives Perigourd a gentle kiss on the cheek.

Dendum whispers to the group, "The Stormcrows defile by living, they can not peacefully sacrifice blood to make magic...."

Jastalyn softly says, "We're building a new nation."

Lithyia whispers to the group, "You wanna put your trust into slavers?"

Queatus whispers to the group, "Slavery cannot be abided."

Hadya whispers to the group, "Krolvin know little of peace."

Trisscar whispers to the group, "They have changed before, it is not an impossibility. We should remember that before being convinced they will never change."

Speaking to Jkarog, Sorlu says, "Indeed. Already much progress has been made...we grow in power daily."

Sorlu nods at Jkarog.

Jaysehn whispers to the group, "Believe this one if you wish. He may even been telling the truth. If you think a Czag and a covey of Krolvin ship captains are going to suddenly go from being raiders to farmers...."

Queatus whispers to the group, "Fine, let hear their terms."

Lightweaver Opalina's group just arrived from a time-silvered dock.

Trisscar whispers to the group, "I have spent time reading, particularly an account by Rorgaj Three-Quills. They do know more than war, even if it is hard to believe."

Here and there a snowflake flutters down.

Opalina removes a cheap salvage crate from in her white bearskin coat.

Randsford whispers to the group, "Elementals are still our enemies and so are the ice giants yet we now have an ice emissary, anything is possible if the people are willing to change."

The dock master hands Opalina a battered box in return.

Opalina removes a cheap salvage crate from in her white bearskin coat.

Roelon slowly empties his lungs.

The dock master hands Opalina a splintered chest in return.

Hadya folds her arms over her chest.

Queatus agrees with Jaysehn.

Trisscar nods at Randsford.

Missoni surreptitiously glances at Jkarog.

Leland stares at Jkarog.

Jastalyn whispers to the group, "And letting Krolvin in our town will very much upset Gorga and her people."

Speaking to Jkarog, Dendum asks, ""How...divided are the Krol on this issue?"

Lithyia whispers to the group, "I'm sure their slaves will find much relief knowing that some krolvin have changed before..."

Lithyia snickers.

Dendum glances at Jkarog.

Lithyia gazes up into the heavens.

Speaking patiently to Jkarog, you repeat, "Who do you speak for if you Czag does not believe there is a threat?"

Perigourd nods at Missoni.

Queatus nods to you.

Queatus says, "Good question."

Delicate snowflakes cling to your eyelashes.

(Opalina wipes the blood of a Kolvin Pirate off her gloves onto her pants before accepting a crate from the Dock Master.)

Roelon whispers to the group, "We mae know nothing if we don' give ah chance to change. This could be the point that allows it."

The sound of gears clicking emits from Queatus's faded black stiletto.

Speaking heartily to a gaunt dock master, Opalina says, "Thank you."

Trisscar whispers to the group, "Freeing the slaves and starting a peace is a chance we have in front of us, though."

Jaysehn whispers to the group, "They sent a flesh trader to negotiate payment for lands and safety. But, this is your town. I have no say."

Jastalyn whispers to the group, "Maybe a cell for the night while we discuss and figure out what questions to ask instead of asking all at once."

Lithyia whispers to the group, "Could also be the point that gets us all killed or turned into slaves."

Speaking to you, Jkarog says, "We do not govern as you do."

Speaking heartily to a gaunt dock master, Opalina says, "That was quite a fight that Captain caused."

Randsford nods in agreement at Trisscar.

Perigourd shrugs nonchalantly at Missoni.

Speaking to Jkarog, you say, "You are skilled at giving responses that are not answers."

Speaking to Missoni, Perigourd says, "He hasn't given much consideration to detail as yet."

Lithyia grins at you.

Here and there a snowflake flutters down.

Missoni nods thoughtfully at Perigourd.

Opalina heartily says, "Oo eee."

Hadya whispers to the group, "I'm sorry, but that is very naive. Krolvin will take your want of peace for weakness...help them, give them some ships, supplies, free who you can but let them know they have to be on their way."

Jkarog says, "The Czag has the people's support because she is strong. If Moradg rains down fury upon us, their sentiment will change like the winds."

Opalina heartily says, "Emeralds off this one."

Opalina removes an uncut emerald from in her splintered chest.

Opalina raises her uncut emerald skyward!

Randsford says, "Icemule has grown a new kind of cold if we turn away anyone needing aid."

Opalina squints at an uncut emerald.

Randsford shakes his head.

Raelee glances around the area.

Jkarog says, "The Traders, too, have great power."

Dendum asks, "The Czag is always strong....yes?"

Opalina put an uncut emerald in her eahnor-plated pack.

Dendum starts chortling.

Speaking to Perigourd, Missoni whispers aloud, "Is Moradg the volcano?"

Lithyia asks, "Anyone...that includes slavers?"

Lithyia glances at Randsford.

Perigourd nods at Missoni.

Speaking to Jkarog, you ask, "But then it will be too late. So who precisely are you suggesting we "help"?"

Opalina tries to empty the contents of her chest into her pack, and everything falls in quite nicely.

Dendum says, "Until it is not Czag."

You nod at Missoni.

An occasional snowflake drifts to the ground.

Missoni furrows her brow.

Speaking to Lithyia, Randsford says, "I stated that slaves would be freed, that is a starting condition."

Randsford squints at Lithyia.

Queatus whispers to the group, "We could offer to take the children if they send the captives with them."

At the edge of your hearing, you hear a stoic voice whisper from nearby, "Endure. This is the path of strength. Endure as the sands endure and no foe shall conquer you."

Jkarog steadies himself and tries to stand, but ends up falling back against the raft, clearly still too weary for the task.

Roelon nods.

Tetreves just went up a switchback trail.

Jastalyn whispers to the group, "I think we either take him with us or put him in a cell and report to our Mayor what we've discovered."

Jaysehn glances at his henna-hued shroud.

Jaysehn frowns.

Lithyia asks, "And you trust they will truly change their ways?"

Lithyia shakes her head.

Lithyia gazes up into the heavens.

The dog wanders over to Perigourd and sniffs at him suspiciously for a moment.

Missoni looks at Jkarog with concern.

Dendum whispers to the group, "Perhaps it will be willing to go to a cell to deliver message to mayor."

Hadya quietly says, "They will not."

Queatus whispers to the group, "Yeah, he needs to be seen to nice cozy cell."

Roelon whispers to the group, "This has to be reported to the mayor either way."

Speaking heartily to Falvicar, Opalina asks, "I think I saw a few more Krolvin ships out I don't trust them ready to head back out?"

Jastalyn whispers to the group, "Or leave someone here to guard him."

Missoni helps herself to a minced parsnip and lamb hand pie.

Speaking to Lithyia, Randsford says, "You may be right but we already lost if we do not try a different path."

Randsford shrugs at Lithyia.

Speaking to Lithyia, Jkarog says, "If I were to be involved with the rescue of our people, then I would have power. And if I had power..."

Missoni offers Jkarog a minced parsnip and lamb hand pie.

Jkarog accepts Missoni's minced lamb pie.

Sorlu nods at Jkarog.

Jastalyn nods at Roelon.

Jkarog cautiously looks at the food.

Jkarog takes a bite of his minced lamb pie.

Lithyia says, "I'm sorry...but I dont trust them."

Lithyia shrugs.

Lightweaver Opalina's group just went up a switchback trail.

The dock master glances the docks over.

Speaking to Jkarog, Missoni says, "Perhaps something to fill your belly after such a journey."

Queatus whispers to the group, "Jail always makes me feel at home and relaxed, maybe it will loosen him up."

Jaysehn asks, "You'd...what? Suddenly convince her raider on the island that it would be much better to sell icewine?"

Jkarog gives Missoni a grudging nod.

You nod in agreement at Sorlu.

Roelon whispers to the group, "If he cannae walk, ah wagon to town to ah guarded home would work..."

Jkarog says, "If I had power, then the slavers would not."

Raelee glances at Missoni.

Speaking to Lithyia, Randsford says, "Neither do I but it must be earned. For one I do not see any other Krolvin engaging as they normally would."

Jaysehn waves his hand in a dismissive gesture.

Perigourd furrows his brow.

Lithyia says, "Well considering their ship went down..."

Speaking softly to Jkarog, Jastalyn says, "We must report to our Mayor. If you cannot walk, then maybe we could leave a few here to guard you or carry you with us."

Lithyia glances at Randsford.

Speaking to Lithyia, Randsford says, "The one they allowed us to see."

Randsford winks at Lithyia.

Jaysehn says, "I've seen a transfer of krolvin power. Strength conquered, not words and negotiations."

Speaking softly to Jkarog, Jastalyn says, "Requesting aid or not, I'm not comfortable in leaving you to roam our town."

Lithyia quietly says, "I shoulda just gone to River's Rest like I was supposed to tonight."

Randsford nods in agreement at Jastalyn.

The dog wanders over to Roelon and sniffs at him suspiciously for a moment.

Magnasco says, "I can stay."

Jkarog says, "You have ships."

Jkarog says, "...and one that flies."

Speaking to Jastalyn, Sorlu says, "He should be returned to Icemule. It would be irresponsible for us to allow him to roam freely at this point."

Lithyia glances at Jkarog.

Dendum frowns at Jkarog.

Speaking deeply to Jkarog, Roelon says, "Beyond that, there are those within town that mae nae be so welcoming."

Jastalyn nods at Sorlu.

A light flurry of snowflakes drifts down from the grey skies.

Sorlu cocks his head at Jkarog.

Speaking to Jkarog, Dendum says, ""You are well informed on that burning island."

Leland paces back and forth impatiently.

Speaking to Dendum, Sorlu says, "So it would seem."

Sorlu frowns.

Speaking to Dendum, Jkarog says, "Trade is not just goods for gold."

Lightweaver Opalina's group just came down a switchback trail.

Jkarog says, "It is whispers for whispers."

Jaysehn nods in agreement at Hadya.

Speaking to Jkarog, you say, "We can offer warmth and food, but freedom is not an option until things have been discussed."

Sorlu glances at you.

Jastalyn agrees with you.

Sorlu nods to you.

Trisscar nods to you.

Missoni nods thoughtfully at Raelee.

Jastalyn smiles.

Lightweaver Opalina's group just went to a time-silvered dock.

Speaking to Jkarog, Sorlu says, "Surely you understand the need for such precautions."

Perigourd glances between Missoni and Raelee.

Perigourd cocks his head at Missoni.

Jastalyn whispers to the group, "Jail cell or I have a dungeon..."

Roelon grins.

Jastalyn just nudged Roelon.

Roelon glances at Jastalyn.

Roelon grins.

Jastalyn chuckles.

Speaking softly to Jkarog, Jastalyn asks, "Can you walk yet?"

Jastalyn smiles.

Jkarog says, "I can. I do."

Jastalyn put an ethereal platinum scepter in her pashmina coat.

Jkarog stands up.

Jastalyn just opened a delicate knitted fiery rose lotus silk carryall.

Dendum nods once.

Sorlu says, "We can keep our guest comfortable in the hospitality of Icewall until we better understand the situation."

Jkarog says, "And I am harmless enough. I have no blood but my own with which to make magic."

You nod in agreement at Sorlu.

Dendum nods at Sorlu.

Leland paces back and forth impatiently.

Jkarog glances at Dendum.

Jastalyn put a lacquered fel basket with a platinum ribbon-wrapped handle in her lotus silk carryall.

Speaking to Dendum, Jkarog says, "If that worries you."

Jastalyn just closed a delicate knitted fiery rose lotus silk carryall.

Roelon shifts his weight.

Jastalyn softly says, "Your magic doesn't worry us."

Missoni traces a finger over her dark blue amber gaud. A small spark follows the path of her finger across the gaud.

Jastalyn softly says, "We have a bit of our own."

Speaking quietly to Jkarog, Trisscar says, "And while discussion happens, I think perhaps you should think. I read from Rorgaj Three-Quills of another time your people joined another and changed, out of need. I hope you see the similarity here."

Speaking curiously to Jkarog, Missoni asks, "You practice blood magic?"

Speaking to Jkarog, Dendum says, ""The issue of the blood mages will have to be dealt with...later."

Speaking to Missoni, Jkarog says, "I know mere cantrips, learned decades ago."

Draelor agrees with Dendum.

Speaking to Jkarog, Randsford says, "And while you think understand that slavery will not be tolerated within our boarders."

Jastalyn whispers to the group, "Let's escort him to a cell and see if we can find the Mayor?"

Randsford nods firmly at Jkarog.

Missoni nods understandingly at Jkarog.

Delicate snowflakes cling to your eyelashes.

Jkarog says, "Magic always has a price. If not blood..."

Trisscar nods at Randsford.

Dendum says, "Bah."

Jkarog says, "...other costs."

Speaking to Jkarog, Dendum says, ""Go tell it to one of your slaves...they must listen."

Dendum says, "Dendum does not."

Speaking to Jkarog, Missoni says, "Of course."

Queatus nods at Jastalyn.

Speaking to Jkarog, Sorlu says, "So does aid, if we choose to offer any."

(Hadya stifles a chuckle.)

Speaking to Dendum, Jkarog says, "I do not trade in flesh."

Roelon deeply says, "Simplier costs."

Speaking to Jkarog, Perigourd asks, "So what is your expectation exactly? we take ships to Glaeve, ferry your folk and their captives here, and then what?"

Roelon nods at Jkarog.

Perigourd raises an eyebrow in Jkarog's direction.

Jastalyn whispers to the group, "Second thought is it's probably not a good idea to take him to the Mayor with us, who knows if he plans to harm him."

Speaking to Perigourd, Jkarog says, "A nation needs steel as it does heart."

Raelee glances between Perigourd and Jkarog.

Jaysehn blinks at Jkarog.

Dendum whispers to the group, "Place him in the cell to rest and heal....can release him back to the waters if the mayor doesn't want to talk to him."

Jastalyn softly says, "He wants to become part of our new nation."

Roelon whispers to the group, "The Mayor has little fondness fir Krolvin. But we cannae hide this from him either."

Jaysehn asks, "A krolvin navy for Icemule?"

Jkarog says, "There is no stronger armed force in this region."

Raelee abruptly asks, "... how close would this ferrying bring us to the volcano?"

Sorlu whispers to the group, "If he is placed under arrest, I believe it would be unlawful for the mayor to murder him at that point."

Jkarog says, "If you were to aid me--aid us--perhaps we could be that steel."

Speaking to Raelee, Jaysehn says, "Seems quite close."

Draelor shakes his head.

Speaking softly to Raelee, Jastalyn says, "Well all the way I'm guessing."

Nalver nods.

Speaking to Jaysehn, Raelee states, "It should be done, then."

Nalver says, "I need to go sleep."

You whisper, "Keep in mind it is just as likely this is a very clever ruse to gain power for one of those there currently wishing to overthrow the Czag but too weak to do so alone. Get us to go and challenge them and we do their dirty work and if we die, so be it. Just a thought to add for consideration." to your group.

Perigourd furrows his brow.

Randsford squints at Jkarog.

Nalver waves.

Sorlu looks thoughtfully at Jkarog.

Nalver just went up a switchback trail.

Jaysehn asks, "Interested in the volcano?"

Jaysehn glances around the area.

Jaysehn glances at Raelee.

Trisscar nods to you.

Speaking to Jaysehn, Raelee states, "Yes."

Speaking to Jkarog, Randsford says, "You really think we would allow arms at the start? There will be other ways for your people to contribute first. There are many amends to be made."

Missoni nods firmly at Jaysehn.

Dendum whispers to the group, "The Krolvin always plot."

Randsford nods slowly at Jkarog.

The forest green corona surrounding Perigourd's acorn amulet rotates around in a circle.

Dendum nods to you.

Speaking to Randsford, Jkarog says, "I see your point."

Jaysehn smirks at Perigourd.

Dendum whispers, "Even the Czag must plot or it will not be Czag for long."

Jkarog says, "I trust you as little as you trust me."

Trisscar whispers to the group, "Well said, yes. They do. There is much to sift through and consider."

Randsford nods in agreement at Jkarog.

Roelon deeply says, "As suggested. Yir slaves freed."

Jkarog says, "But I need you if my people are to avoid ruin."

Sorlu nods in agreement at Jkarog.

Speaking softly to Jkarog, Jastalyn says, "For your safety, and ours, we request that you let us place you in a cell while we consult our Mayor."

Speaking to Jkarog, Sorlu says, "Yes, you do."

Lithyia whispers to the group, "Those of you who wish to welcome them are spitting right in the face of Gorga and her kin...just remember that."

Speaking to Jkarog, Randsford says, "Then the fact we are both willing to grow trust is the first step."

Queatus whispers to the group, "So no stabbing then?"

Randsford shrugs at Jkarog.

Roelon looks over at Queatus and shakes his head.

Leland whispers almost inaudibly, "I need a nap."

Sorlu gazes in amusement at Jastalyn.

Queatus sighs.

Speaking to Roelon, Jkarog says, "I have not the power to make that reality, but I do have the power to make it a promise."

Speaking to Raelee, Jaysehn says, "Well, I wouldn't mind the might of a magister on a ship I was sailing into the teeth of a krolvin port. I'm sure you'll be offered passage."

An occasional snowflake drifts to the ground.

Dendum whispers to the group, "No one is welcoming...or denying...just locking it up to talk later."

Lithyia whispers to the group, "There's plenty of talk here from folks who want to welcome them in if they suddenly decide they wont be slavers...."

Roelon deeply says, "It is ah startin' point."

Speaking to Jaysehn, Raelee says, "Good."

Jastalyn whispers to the group, "That's why we discuss this without him and with our Mayor."

Jkarog steps back and draws a sharpened nail down his palm, raising a line of dark blue blood from the flesh.

Lithyia makes a few desultory touch-ups to her nails with her glass nail file, seemingly oblivious to her surroundings.

Jastalyn softly says, "Sir."

Missoni looks thoughtfully at Jkarog.

Hadya frowns.

Roelon shifts his weight.

Trisscar cocks her head at Jkarog.

Sorlu says, "I believe what Councillor Jastalyn meant to say is, we are at this time placing you under protective custody while we continue to discuss your request for aid."

Queatus nods at Jastalyn.

Speaking to Roelon, Jkarog says, "If you will help my people, I will do all in my power to free our captives in perpetuity."

Sorlu nods at Jkarog.

With a swift shrug of his shoulder, Roelon slings a dark orase knight's shield with a balenite tiger umbo off from a tangled mass of oily fishing nets on the back of his alloy weapons bandolier.

Jastalyn softly says, "I'm going to have to ask you not to cast any magic."

An occasional snowflake drifts to the ground.

Roelon slings his orase knight's shield over his shoulder and onto a tangled mass of oily fishing nets on the back of his alloy weapons bandolier.

Dendum whispers to the group, "There is more to deal with than just the slaves...there is the blood magic...and the fact that thousands of armed Krolvin at the gate are just a step away from being invaders."

Jkarog extends his hand.

Raelee glances at Jkarog.

Speaking to Jastalyn, Perigourd says, "I expect it's a blood oath."

Lithyia just opened a jade satin palla edged in gilt-threaded scrollwork.

Randsford whispers to the group, "There is much reason for hesitation but I urge everyone to look towards what can grow out of all this. Unity is our path."

Jkarog stares at Roelon.

Jastalyn softly says, "We are not prepared to make a blood oath at this time."

Trisscar nods at Jkarog.

Lithyia whispers to the group, "Well then Randsford you can be the one to tell Gorga that..."

Missoni murmurs, "In perpetuity."

Speaking deeply to Jkarog, Roelon says, "....when the time comes, such ah powerful action could be taken."

Jaysehn whispers to the group, "I cannot imagine how any state of this region could keep a krolvin navy under control..."

Randsford whispers to the group, "I've stated it several times, this will be no different."

Queatus whispers to the group, "Anyway, he needs to go in a cell."

(Roelon stares at the blood dripping from Jkarog's hands.)

Trisscar whispers to the group, "It was from slavery that the horrible things that happened to the half krol happened. Change can happen."

Speaking deeply to Jkarog, Roelon says, "But this is ah promise that must be taken in agreement with others first. THen the promise kin be made."

Jkarog's hand drips blood onto the sands as he looks expectantly at Roelon.

Lithyia whispers something to Queatus.

Hadya shakes her head, totally at a loss.

Jastalyn nods at Roelon.

Jkarog shrugs, clenches his fist, and lowers his bloody hand to his side.

Jastalyn softly says, "I agree with Roelon."

Perigourd furrows his brow.

Jastalyn softly says, "We do this as a group, not a singular element."

Speaking to Jastalyn, Jkarog says, "Little wonder that the corsairs pick you off."

Jkarog frowns.

Lightweaver Opalina's group just arrived from a time-silvered dock.

Missoni bites her lip.

Jaysehn raises an eyebrow in Jkarog's direction.

Jastalyn softly asks, "Pick who off?"

Sorlu smirks.

Lithyia says, "Yeah that will help your cause..."

Lithyia glances at Jkarog.

Jastalyn whispers to the group, "Oh now he's trying me."

Lithyia scoffs.

Queatus squints at Jkarog.

Hadya quietly says, "Those of us who aren't Krolvin."

Roelon grins.

Jaysehn whispers to the group, "Do not rise to the bait."

Speaking in Tehir, Hadya quietly says something you don't understand.

Hadya smirks.

Opalina frowns at Roelon.

Speaking softly to Jkarog, Jastalyn asks, "Are you ready to go then?"

Jastalyn softly says, "To proective custody."

Missoni frets.

Speaking heartily to Roelon, Opalina says, "What do you mean survivor..."

Randsford nods in agreement at Jastalyn.

Roelon nods at Jkarog.

Roelon nods.

Opalina glances between Roelon and Jkarog.

Jastalyn slowly empties her lungs.

Speaking to Jastalyn, Jkarog asks, "Where am I to be imprisoned?"

Jastalyn softly says, "We have a cell where we can leave you food and drink while we discuss."

Speaking to Jkarog, Randsford asks, "Any arms you wish to surrender before you are properly searched?"

Randsford squints at Jkarog.

Jastalyn whispers to the group, "Who knows where the cell is?"

Opalina squints at Jkarog.

Jkarog spreads his arms wide.

Sorlu says, "Icewall will do."

Speaking to Randsford, Jkarog says, "You are free to search me."

Randsford nods slowly at Jkarog.

Dendum nods once.

Queatus nods at Sorlu.

Randsford glances at Roelon.

Opalina heartily asks, "Jkaron what kind of ship were you on?"

Speaking to Roelon, Randsford says, "Your job."

Jastalyn softly says, "I'll even leave you my coat if you require it."

Randsford grins at Roelon.

Roelon whispers something to Randsford.

Speaking to Opalina, Dendum says, ""a sunk one."

Speaking to Jkarog, Sorlu says, "For your own safety too, of course."

Jaysehn slowly empties his lungs.

Roelon adds Jkarog to his group.

Opalina joins Roelon's group.

Speaking to Opalina, Jkarog says, "My family's galleon. He was a fine ship."

Speaking deeply to Jkarog, Roelon says, "Follow me and the others."

Sorlu settles his gaze on Jkarog, watching him intently.

Roelon nods.

Jastalyn nods at Roelon.

[Travel to the West Gate]

The Krolvin's New Home

Opalina sniffs at Jkarog.

Bumbleberry squints as his eyes search the night for threats.

Speaking to Guard Private Bumbleberry, Dendum says, ""Hrmph we have a Krol."

Raelee's gaze takes on a distant cast. A warm white glow builds in her eyes, culminating in a radiant flash.

Raelee gestures.

Opalina heartily says, "Definilty smells like clean ocean."

Roelon glances at Dendum.

Dendum points at Jkarog.

Roelon just slipped quietly through the west gates, with his group following closely.

[Travel to Icewall Penitentiary]

[Icewall Penitentiary, Entryway - 3309] (u4048001)

Lit only by a single iron-sconced torch east of the gated entrance, this ice-enclosed cavern is filled with an unwelcoming silence and a sense of foreboding. To the northwest, countless stalagmites of crystalline ice jut wickedly upwards towards a suspended rope bridge far above the penitentiary floor. Garbed in hooded black robes, a pair of grizzled halflings guard a thick imflass-chain ladder that leads upwards into the Icewall.

Also here: Draelor, Lord Randsford, Seneschal Dendum, Mistress Lithyia, Lord Sorlu, Jkarog, Hadya, Queatus, Magister Raelee, Jastalyn, Commodore Jaysehn, Magnasco, Lady Trisscar, Preservationist Perigourd, Lightweaver Opalina, Roelon

Roelon nods.

Speaking heartily to Roelon, Opalina asks, "Did you see his ship?"

Jkarog surveys the surroundings.

Opalina heartily says, "Because Im pretty sure I sank a ship about that size."

Speaking deeply to Opalina, Roelon says, "It had red sail."

Missoni joins Roelon's group.

Missoni basks in the glow of the sphere.

Jkarog says, "I have had worse lodgings."

Speaking softly to Opalina, Jastalyn says, "It crashed, we'll explain it all later."

You try hard not to grin.

Jaysehn nods in agreement at Perigourd.

Sorlu starts chuckling at you!

Trisscar giggles at Jkarog.

Jastalyn smiles.

Opalina heartily says, "Im sure the sails were the last thing I was looking at while avoiding enemy fire."

Speaking to Jkarog, Dendum asks, ""Do the Krol remember the name Dabbings?"

Roelon deeply says, "Guards of Icewall, seems we hae ah guest that needs admittance."

Magnasco accepts Jastalyn's fel basket.

Roelon rubs his chin thoughtfully.

Roelon casually observes his surroundings.

Speaking to Roelon, you ask, "Further in?"

Speaking to Roelon, you say, "The cells are to the left."

Speaking to Jkarog, Randsford says, "Think carefully on how you wish to see things proceed. You must also have at least a rough plan that you must be willing to share. Perhaps finding a neutral spot for all parties to engage in dialogue."

You say, "If I recall correctly."

Lithyia says, "Pardon me."

Mistress Lithyia just went through a blackened imflass gate.

Roelon deeply asks, "Ye hae ah key?"

Roelon chuckles.

Speaking to Dendum, Jkarog says, "I know of your town's history. I'm not an unlearned being."

[Icewall Penitentiary, Entryway - 3309] (u4048001)

Lit only by a single iron-sconced torch east of the gated entrance, this ice-enclosed cavern is filled with an unwelcoming silence and a sense of foreboding. To the northwest, countless stalagmites of crystalline ice jut wickedly upwards towards a suspended rope bridge far above the penitentiary floor. Garbed in hooded black robes, a pair of grizzled halflings guard a thick imflass-chain ladder that leads upwards into the Icewall.

Also here: Missoni, Lightweaver Opalina, Preservationist Perigourd, Lady Trisscar, Magnasco, Commodore Jaysehn, Jastalyn, Magister Raelee, Queatus, Hadya, Draelor, Lord Randsford, Seneschal Dendum, Lord Sorlu, Jkarog, Roelon

[Icewall Penitentiary, Ledge - 15794] (u4048002)

The guards at the top of an imflass-chain ladder stamp their feet in a vain attempt to fight off the biting cold. A single torch set in an unadorned iron sconce provides only scarce light, causing shadows to flitter about the area. Near the torch, a thick imflass door has been fixed securely into the ice and bears a prominent mithril plaque. To the west, a suspended rope bridge crosses a narrow chasm.

Also here: Draelor, Lord Randsford, Seneschal Dendum, Lord Sorlu, Jkarog, Hadya, Queatus, Magister Raelee, Jastalyn, Commodore Jaysehn, Magnasco, Lady Trisscar, Preservationist Perigourd, Lightweaver Opalina, Missoni, Roelon

Speaking heartily to Jkarog, Opalina asks, "How far off the shore did you say your ship sank?"

Dendum says, "Was more thinking of your own history..."

Roelon just slipped quietly through a thick imflass door fixed securely into the eastern wall, with his group following closely.

[Icewall Penitentiary, Office - 15797] (u4048003)

The slick, icy floor provides an unstable purchase to this tiny, cramped office. The uneven walls and ceiling are formed of a mix of transparent and milky white ice reinforced with heavy iron strips. Three iron sconces holding flickering torches are spaced evenly throughout the room, all hooded so as to prevent any melting ice from extinguishing the flames. A mithril-legged, short wooden desk and a matching chair face a thick imflass door fixed securely into the western wall.

Also here: Draelor, Lord Randsford, Seneschal Dendum, Lord Sorlu, Jkarog, Hadya, Queatus, Magister Raelee, Jastalyn, Commodore Jaysehn, Magnasco, Lady Trisscar, Preservationist Perigourd, Lightweaver Opalina, Missoni, Roelon

Roelon casually observes his surroundings.

Roelon just slipped quietly through a thick imflass door fixed securely into the western wall, with his group following closely.

[Icewall Penitentiary, Ledge - 15794] (u4048002)

The guards at the top of an imflass-chain ladder stamp their feet in a vain attempt to fight off the biting cold. A single torch set in an unadorned iron sconce provides only scarce light, causing shadows to flitter about the area. Near the torch, a thick imflass door has been fixed securely into the ice and bears a prominent mithril plaque. To the west, a suspended rope bridge crosses a narrow chasm.

Also here: Draelor, Lord Randsford, Seneschal Dendum, Lord Sorlu, Jkarog, Hadya, Queatus, Magister Raelee, Jastalyn, Commodore Jaysehn, Magnasco, Lady Trisscar, Preservationist Perigourd, Lightweaver Opalina, Missoni, Roelon

Roelon just slipped quietly over to a suspended rope bridge, with his group following closely.

[Icewall Penitentiary, Bridge - 15795] (u4048004)

Four sections of iron-shod rope, each consisting of several lengths wound around another, offer dire passage over an ensured death below. From an icy ledge to the east, the plankless bridge extends over the chasm and has been securely tethered to both sides of a circular opening to the west. Hooded iron sconces offer limited torchlight on either end of the bridge.

Also here: Draelor, Lord Randsford, Seneschal Dendum, Lord Sorlu, Jkarog, Hadya, Queatus, Magister Raelee, Jastalyn, Commodore Jaysehn, Magnasco, Lady Trisscar, Preservationist Perigourd, Lightweaver Opalina, Missoni, Roelon

Speaking to Roelon, you tease, "Your other left."

Hadya quietly says, "It was a wave that took it."

Roelon just slipped quietly through a circular opening, with his group following closely.

Hadya glances at Opalina.

Roelon just moved quietly west, with his group following closely.

[Icewall Penitentiary, Corridor - 15798] (u4048006)

Placed within a hooded sconce and set low upon the southern wall, an unfaltering torch provides ample light to the center of the passageway. A cell to the north, sealed by an iron-barred cell door, looks terribly uncomfortable, its icy confines providing barely enough space to hold a single humanoid captive.

Also here: Draelor, Lord Randsford, Seneschal Dendum, Lord Sorlu, Jkarog, Hadya, Queatus, Magister Raelee, Jastalyn, Commodore Jaysehn, Magnasco, Lady Trisscar, Preservationist Perigourd, Lightweaver Opalina, Missoni, Roelon

Jkarog nods at Hadya.

Hadya quietly says, "We all saw it."

Speaking to Opalina, Jkarog says, "She has the right of it."

Speaking deeply to you, Roelon says, "The kilt wanted to get warm in that office,"

Speaking to Jkarog, Sorlu asks, "A question, before you are left to your rest. If your people think this will pass due to the words of your Czag, how would we even begin to change their mind before it was too late?"

Roelon shrugs.

Jkarog says, "I tried to call the winds, but it was not enough."

Opalina nods understandingly.

Speaking to Sorlu, Jkarog says, "They fear."

Jaysehn pours himself a bottle of Pyrelight grog.

Roelon blinks.

Jaysehn carefully places a bottle of Pyrelight grog on the floor.

Opalina heartily says, "There was a pretty powerful wave out there I did feel that. Almost knocked us into the rocks as well."

Roelon nods.

Sorlu nods slowly.

Jkarog says, "Fear of her against fear of the mountain."

Speaking to Jkarog, Jaysehn says, "The grog is for you."

Jaysehn nods to a bottle of Pyrelight grog.

Dendum whispers to the group, "Sounds like have messy situation on Glavolen with the politics and such....."

Speaking to Jkarog, you ask, "And you invite us in between these two opposing forces?"

You raise an eyebrow in Jkarog's direction.

Jkarog says, "When the mountain grows angry, their fear of it is greater than fear of the Czag Pritz."

Speaking to Jkarog, Randsford says, "Fear leads to irrational things, fears must be put aside for everyone."

Roelon whispers to the group, "Might be ah good thing. TIme fir change fir their people."

Sorlu whispers to the group, "It seems it could be handled with the removal of one individual though....possibly."

Roelon nods at Randsford.

Speaking heartily to Jkarog, Opalina says, "Well my condolences to your other ships that didn't avoid the cliffs and attacked me instead."

Jkarog glances at an iron-barred cell door.

Roelon knocks on an iron-barred cell door.

Speaking to Jkarog, Perigourd asks, "Who is this Czag Prtiz? their name, I mean?"

Jkarog glances at Opalina.

Speaking to Perigourd, you say, "I think you just said it."

Jastalyn softly says, "Anyway."

Roelon nods to you.

Perigourd ponders.

Jastalyn nods at Jkarog.

Jaysehn whispers to the group, "It is not that easy. We saw a violent transition of power among Krolvin on Four Winds Island. It was a bloody disaster. At best it is now an uneasy peace."

Opalina heartily says, "No family I hope."

Hadya quietly says, "It was not in a state of combat when we saw it."

Speaking to Perigourd, you say, "I do not claim to be an expert on the Krolvin but I believe Czag is the position and the name following is their name."

Hadya quietly says, "In fact.. I didn't see cannon."

Speaking quietly to Jkarog, Trisscar says, "It would also be a repeat of your history, one perhaps some of you may wish to avoid. Your people lost many more than they needed to when they delayed their departure from your original homelands."

Jastalyn softly says, "It was a merchant ship."

Trisscar nods at Jastalyn.

Speaking to Perigourd, Jkarog says, "I do not know. She had the backing of the t'vieska, and made common cause early in her reign with the Blood Mages."

Roelon surveys the area.

Jastalyn nods.

Speaking to you, Missoni says, "Czag Pritz is a title."

Opalina heartily says, "Yes the loot was quite nice."

Dendum says, "No Czag Pritz is...ancient title....they all want to be this....few live up to it for long..."

Speaking to Missoni, you say, "Ah, okay."

Perigourd nods in agreement at Dendum.

Roelon nods at Dendum.

Jastalyn softly says, "Let's leave one or two here to guard and then go find the Mayor."

Hadya flatly says, "You did not sink his ship."

Speaking to Missoni, you say, "Then I have learned something."

Magnasco says, "I'll stay."

You smile at Missoni.

Jastalyn nods at Magnasco.

Jaysehn says, "Czag is a lord or chief. Dubra is a lord of war. Pritz is ...something else."

Speaking to you, Perigourd says, "Tyrrax styles himself a Czag Pritz currently, looking to become a Czag Dubra."

Speaking heartily to Hadya, Opalina asks, "Are you sure?"

Perigourd nods in agreement at Jaysehn.

Speaking wryly to you, Missoni says, "Tyrrax is also one, but I do not know the translation of Pritz."

Queatus whispers to the group, "I reckon we could offer them passage to Tamzyrr in exchange the release of captives."

Speaking quietly to Opalina, Hadya says, "Yes."

Missoni agrees with Jaysehn.

Missoni shifts her eyes to Queatus.

Roelon removes Jkarog from the group.

Queatus appears to be trying hard not to grin.

Speaking deeply to Randsford, Roelon asks, "Will ye stand guard with him?"

Magnasco nods at Jkarog.

You nod understandingly at Perigourd.

Sorlu whispers to the group, "Or perhaps allow them some land to settle...on our southern border."

Randsford nods slowly at Roelon.

Sorlu chuckles to himself.

Magnasco says, "Food and drink, as much as you'd like."

Roelon nods once.

Jkarog says, "She wears a mask of steel and a cloak that writhes like a thing alive."

Magnasco points at a long fel table with a champagne linen tablecloth.

Randsford joins Jkarog's group.

Dendum whispers to the group, "How far south?"

Jaysehn whispers to the group, "I'll sink any ship carrying krolvin south. I promise you."

Jkarog says, "We all thought she was a Blood Mage, for a time."

Sorlu whispers to the group, "As close to the Empire as we can place them."

Perigourd looks thoughtfully at Jkarog.

You gaze with interest at Jkarog.

Roelon deeply says, "We will try to find the mayor, if any wish to stand guard with Rands, do so now."

Opalina smiles at Hadya.

Roelon nods once.

Sorlu cocks his head at Jkarog.

Speaking to Jkarog, you ask, "But she has no name or you will not speak it?"

Roelon glances between Jkarog and Randsford.

Roelon nods.

Missoni looks thoughtfully at Jkarog.

Roelon just moved quietly east, with his group following closely.

Allies Or Annihilated

Randsford nods encouragingly.

Jkarog says, "No name that I know."

Jkarog sits down.

Speaking to Jkarog, Randsford says, "Have faith, there are still some good people left in this town."

Randsford smiles at Jkarog.

Speaking to Randsford, Jkarog asks, "Would good people be willing to aid my people?"

Jkarog says, "I know what we are."

At the edge of your hearing, you hear a wretched voice whisper in your ear, "My tears were always silent. I refused to give them the satisfaction."

Magnasco says, "We will find out."

Trisscar cocks her head at Jkarog.

Randsford says, "There is much hatred to overcome, anything is possible if everyone is willing to change."

Magnasco nods at Randsford.

Speaking to Jkarog, Randsford says, "There will be many amends to make and things will need to be done to quell the bloodlost of some."

Jkarog says, "The Czag Pritz frightens me as well."

Randsford nods slowly at Jkarog.

Jkarog says, "But if death is around every corner, it loses its bite."

Magnasco adopts an agreeable expression.

Speaking to Jkarog, Randsford asks, "Why Icemule?"

Randsford peers quizzically at Jkarog.

Randsford asks, "Because of our nation to be?"

Magnasco nods at Randsford.

Missoni flounces in amidst a diffuse cloud of prismatic glitter.

Missoni smiles.

Speaking to Randsford, Jkarog says, "You have the most to lose."

Randsford looks thoughtfully at Jkarog.

Speaking to Jkarog, Randsford says, "Curious answer."

Jkarog says, "If you kill me or imprison me, your people will be wiped away, unless I miss my guess."

Jkarog says, "I know my people. They are survivors."

Randsford nods in agreement at Jkarog.

Jkarog says, "And your shores are close. If they do not come as refugees, my people will come as conquerors."

Randsford asks, "So this is your attempt to make things right before the slaughter?"

Missoni furrows her brow.

Speaking softly to Jkarog, Trisscar says, "So are the people here. Its why many of us are here."

Speaking to Randsford, Jkarog says, "It was the safest wager."

Randsford nods understandingly at Jkarog.

Jkarog nods to Trisscar.

Jkarog says, "I don't bear your people any ill will, but neither am I enamored with you."

Speaking to Jkarog, Missoni muses, "Why approach the city now, then? Why not simply come and take what you will, as your people are often wont to do?"

Speaking to Missoni, Jkarog says, "I didn't say my people would succeed."

Jkarog says, "It's more likely they will wipe themselves out exterminating you."

Jkarog says, "I'm a trader. We deal in numbers."

Speaking to Jkarog, Randsford says, "Your people are fractured in this decision I imagine."

Jkarog says, "Either way, people will die."

Speaking thoughtfully to Jkarog, Missoni says, "You seek to avoid mutual destruction, then."

Jkarog says, "I would rather that more live."

Randsford nods in agreement at Jkarog.

Randsford says, "Our similarities are greater than most would care to admit."

Randsford shrugs.

Speaking softly to Jkarog, Trisscar ponders, "So it is similar to when diplomacy happened too. You feel there is only death in attempting to fight or to stay, and so.. here you are."

Randsford asks, "Would the Krolvin truly be ready to give up their slaves at a chance of something new?"

Speaking to Randsford, Jkarog says, "Those that are not can choose to die."

Trisscar nods at Jkarog.

Randsford nods in agreement at Jkarog.

Jkarog says, "You have not seen the city. There are children there, and artists, and lovers, and families."

Missoni admits, "Ending krolvin slavery is an enticing prospect."

Randsford says, "Reassuring to hear you speak in such ways, you will have to find a way to make those statements more than mere words."

Jkarog says, "I would not choose to watch my people burn."

Speaking to Jkarog, Magnasco says, "The same here that we choose to protect."

Speaking softly to Jkarog, Trisscar murmurs, "To die, or to give up slaves to be able to continue to exist. And therefore, change becomes an option."

Speaking curiously to Jkarog, Trisscar prys, "What sort of art do your people create?"

Speaking to Trisscar, Jkarog says, "I know of a great many scrimshaw artists."

Jkarog says, "But we have sculptors and painters just as you do."

Missoni nods thoughtfully.

(Trisscar mouths the word "scrimshaw")

Jkarog says, "There is a plunder hall in the western part of the city. Even the corsairs have an eye for beauty."

Speaking to herself, Missoni murmurs, "I should like to see some of the scrimshaw pieces."

Speaking quietly to Missoni, Trisscar inquires, "What.. is scrimshaw?"

Randsford begins to breathe less deeply.

Jkarog says, "Khar'ta tells us that strength is what matters."

Missoni explains, "It is decoration done on bone. Whale bone in this case, I suspect."

Trisscar nods at Missoni.

Speaking to Trisscar, Missoni adds, "It is often rather intricate."

Trisscar smiles at Missoni.

Speaking to Jkarog, Randsford asks, "How many people are we talking about exactly?"

Randsford raises an eyebrow in Jkarog's direction.

Jkarog says, "Thousands."

Randsford flinches.

Fetching the Mayor

[Travel to Clovertooth Hall]

[Mayor's Office, Reception - 29543] (u4043049)

Brightly lit by crystal-globed candles atop a caribou antler chandelier, the room is enclosed in walls of lacquered pine. Facing a blackened rock fireplace, a waiting couch of dark suede sits with its back to an imposing angular oak desk with neatly organized parchments atop it. A prim sylvankind secretary is seated behind the desk, which is positioned so that she can watch the entrance, visitors, and a riveted hoarbeam door leading to the mayor's office. You also see a massive snowy white tiger and a chiseled marble arch leading to the hallway.

Also here: Draelor, Seneschal Dendum, Lord Sorlu, Hadya, Queatus, Magister Raelee, Jastalyn, Commodore Jaysehn, Preservationist Perigourd, Lightweaver Opalina, Missoni, Roelon

Roelon deeply asks, "Ma'am, do ye know if the Mayor is in?"

You ask, "Us again. Let me guess, the Mayor is not in?"

Roelon glances at a prim sylvankind secretary.

You gaze with interest at a prim sylvankind secretary.

Roelon just slipped quietly through a riveted hoarbeam door, with his group following closely.

[Clovertooth, Mayor's Office - 29544] (u4043050)

Walls paneled with ancient pinewood frame the low-ceilinged room, which is illuminated by starlight winking in through a large bay window with a fine-grained cedar bench beneath it. Behind an antique spruce desk equipped with inks, quills, and scrawled papers sits an imposing chair of leather simply adorned with silver studs. Hanging on the wall above the seat is a mounted rolaren knife affixed to an equally aged modwir board, the sole extraneous decoration to the office. You also see a yellow-eyed silvery lor mandrake, the web-draped Missoni disk and a riveted hoarbeam door.

Also here: Draelor, Seneschal Dendum, Lord Sorlu, Hadya, Queatus, Magister Raelee, Jastalyn, Commodore Jaysehn, Lightweaver Opalina, Roelon, Missoni, Preservationist Perigourd, Talliver who is sitting

Speaking heartily to Hadya, Opalina says, "I assure you m'lady I sunk not one but two kolvin ships this evening. One being a merchant and the other a small battle sloop... If they are his ships I have no idea. But I assure you there were not survivors on the ones I destoryed."

Roelon deeply says, "Well, he is."

Missoni grins sheepishly.

Missoni nods to Talliver in greeting.

Speaking to Talliver, Perigourd says, "Sorry for the intrusion, I went through the wrong door."

Perigourd chuckles.

Roelon slowly empties his lungs.

Jaysehn glances between Hadya and Opalina.

Speaking quietly to Opalina, Hadya says, "I don't care how many you did or didn't sink, you did not sink his."

Dendum starts chortling.

Raelee folds her arms over her chest.

Speaking quietly to Opalina, Hadya asks, "Would you like to test my words?"

Sorlu grins at Perigourd.

Jaysehn rubs his steel grey eyes.

Dendum asks, "Who is telling the Dabbings about his gift?"

Talliver asks, "...has this office suddenly become a moot hall?"

Speaking heartily to Hadya, Opalina says, "Sure."

Talliver raises an eyebrow.

Speaking to Dendum, Draelor says, "You seem to have volunteered."

You glance between Hadya and Opalina.

Roelon chuckles.

Opalina smiles at Hadya.

Hadya smiles at Opalina.

Missoni bites her lip.

Speaking amusedly to Talliver, you mention, "You should really get better staff."

Speaking to Draelor, Dendum says, ""No...this tasks falls on the elected."

Speaking to Talliver, you say, "No security here."

Roelon grins at you.

Talliver asks, "What has brought everyone here?"

Roelon deeply says, "Talliver is fearsome alone. However, perhaps ye are right."

Roelon nods to you.

Jaysehn gazes thoughtfully at a large bay window.

Sorlu hums quietly to himself.

Speaking to Talliver, you report, "A Krolvin ship was sunk by the waves. One who claims he is a merchant seeking help is in the Icewall Penitentiary."

Speaking deeply to Talliver, Roelon says, "Well..."

The white light leaves Opalina.

The very powerful look leaves Opalina.

Roelon glances between Sorlu and Jastalyn.

Talliver frowns at you.

Speaking to Talliver, you say, "Something about his people being doomed and needing us to intercede."

Roelon nods to you.

Speaking to you, Talliver asks, "What... sort of merchant, particularly?"

Jastalyn softly says, "He wishes us to sail off to the island and rescus his people."

Speaking severely to Opalina, Hadya states, "You seem to like to take accolades which are not yours to take. That's a very bad habit."

Speaking to Talliver, you say, "Mixed in with insults and postering of course, and he did mention that the Czag Pritz is not in support of his mission of "peace"."

You ask, "A very wet one?"

Speaking heartily to Hadya, Opalina says, "You m'lady have no idea."

Speaking to Talliver, you say, "He spoke a lot but did not say much."

Perigourd scratches at his beard.

Dendum blurts, ""It is not a slaver!"

Speaking to Talliver, you say, "Randsford is guarding him within the Icewall while we came to seek you out."

Speaking deeply to Talliver, Roelon says, "The vision ah saw, seems to hae happened. He wishes us to save his people. However, as ye see, many concerns."

Talliver pinches the bridge of his nose.

Jaysehn says, "He seems to want to bargain the lives of the island's captives and slaves for 'rescue' of the krolvin."

Jastalyn softly says, "Jkarog is threatening now that if we don't help the krolvin then they will invade instead."

Roelon deeply asks, "Aye?"

Jaysehn asks, "He said that?"

Speaking to Talliver, you say, "But it is worth noting that there are some in power there who do not believe they are in any danger. To say the situation is murky would be a gross understatement."

Hadya folds her hands.

Roelon deeply asks, "Or did ye believe they would attack?"

Jastalyn nods at Jaysehn.

Speaking to Talliver, Perigourd says, "He requested aid for his people who he believes are doomed and offered to exchange his aid in trying to free all the captives for ferrying his people to safety, and even possibly joining your new nation here as part of its armed forces."

Roelon deeply says, "Either way, we need him secured within the ICewall."

Dendum adds, ""And...they know about the white wyrm."

Jastalyn softly says, "He said if we don't help them, they will help themselves."

Speaking to Jastalyn, you say, "Funny how he got more brave once only one or two stayed behind."

Roelon deeply says, "And ah suggest Ellerel aid in warding it."

Jastalyn nods to you.

Roelon deeply says, "This Krolvin is ah blood mage."

Roelon nods at Talliver.

Sorlu picks idly at a slender Nalfein-styled cane.

Hadya smiles at Opalina.

Talliver says, "Better and better."

Queatus agrees with Dendum.

Speaking to Roelon, Dendum says, ""Hrmm...said was not blood mage."

You gaze with interest at Sorlu.

Jaysehn says, "If they try to invade the coast here, the Sentinel Fleet will help defend it."

Jastalyn softly says, "Said he knew a little magic."

Jastalyn softly says, "Then offered a blood oath."

Talliver says, "I wonder if the Thurfel laws would apply. There are penalties for practicing Amasalen's arts, up to and including death."

Roelon nods at Jastalyn.

Speaking deeply to Jastalyn, Roelon says, "And ye see why ah did nae accept."

Dendum repeats, ""Said he was NOT a blood mage."

Opalina heartily says, "It is possible he could have escaped one of the ships I destoryed this evening.. But Im pretty sure I killed everyone."

Jastalyn nods at Roelon.

Perigourd looks thoughtfully at Talliver.

Speaking softly to Opalina, Jastalyn says, "Please stop."

Speaking deeply to Dendum, Roelon says, "One who wields that magic....."

Dendum says, "Could...be lying of course..."

Jaysehn glances at Opalina.

Jastalyn softly says, "We watched his ship."

Jastalyn softly says, "It was taken by the weather."

Roelon shakes his head.

Jaysehn nods in agreement at Jastalyn.

Speaking to Opalina, Sorlu says, "We watched his ship go down. The waves took it."

Hadya quietly says, "A wave took the Krolvin's ship."

Sorlu nods at Opalina.

Opalina heartily says, "So the waves could have rolled the ship I destoryed."

Opalina shrugs.

Hadya quietly says, "No."

Jaysehn rubs his steel grey eyes.

Dendum snickers.

Speaking amusedly to Hadya, you whisper aloud, "I think it may be less waste of your breath to let her believe whatever she wishes."

Speaking quietly to you, Hadya asks, "Oh, she is mad?"

Hadya quietly asks, "Zelia has her?"

Speaking quietly to Opalina, Hadya says, "I am sorry."

Hadya quietly says, "That explains much."

Jastalyn softly asks, "What would you like us to do?"

Talliver closes his eyes, his brow knit with frustration. A muscle in his jaw jumps.

Jaysehn glances at his henna-hued shroud.

Jastalyn smiles taliv

Jastalyn coughs.

Speaking to Talliver, Sorlu says, "This does open a door for us."

Talliver flatly says, "I would like to see them all burn."

Opalina heartily says, "It's quite alright Im glad there was a survivor.. He seems nicer than the ones who attacked me."

Talliver says, "...but that's not right."

Queatus nods at Talliver.

Roelon nods at Talliver.

Queatus blinks.

Jaysehn says, "Its....not wrong."

Talliver says, "Perhaps I've been speaking too much with Ellusine of late."

Speaking to Talliver, you suggest, "Perhaps you should go speak with him? Or do you wish to let him sit for a time in a cell first?"

Dendum says, "Well...we are still debating this yes? Little of this...little of that...."

Queatus nods at Jaysehn.

Queatus holds up his hand and tilts it side to side in a so-so gesture.

Roelon deeply asks, "Aye?"

Speaking to Jaysehn, Perigourd says, "I expect an attempt to rescue their captives should be made, at least, if feasible."

Sorlu nods at Perigourd.

Roelon nods slowly.

Jastalyn softly says, "He's not exactly behind a door but we left guards."

Speaking to Perigourd, Jaysehn says, "I wonder if luring them to invade isn't the right answer."

Speaking to Perigourd, Jaysehn says, "They would have to leave the island poorly defended. The slaves could be rescued by swift local ships unfit for war."

Opalina heartily says, "Im all for helping ... if they want help .. they'll have to use their words and not their swords.."

Sorlu rubs his chin thoughtfully.

Speaking to Jaysehn, Perigourd says, "If this volcano does grow worse, it is likely they'll leave one way or another."

Jaysehn nods at Perigourd.

Queatus says, "Strikes me that all the big problems start with the arrival of refugees lately."

Jastalyn nods at Perigourd.

Jastalyn softly says, "Exactly."

Talliver says, "I suppose I should meet with this... trader."

Jaysehn says, "Apologies, it is not my place to speak here."

Jastalyn softly says, "But if we let them in our borders, Gorga and her people will not feel safe."

Speaking to Jaysehn, Talliver says, "Your opinion is always welcome."

Jaysehn shakes his head.

Talliver slowly empties his lungs.

Jaysehn says, "You don't want krolvin on your shores. My opinion ends there."

Talliver says, "We don't have the time to indulge my personal hatreds."

Roelon nods at Talliver.

Roelon adds Talliver to his group.

Talliver stands up.

Jastalyn softly asks, "Shall we take you there now?"

Roelon deeply asks, "If ye would?"

Roelon deeply says, "Left or right? Hmm, we will find out."

Speaking to Jaysehn, Sorlu says, "Of course it is. All have voice in the North."

Sorlu nods at Jaysehn.

Roelon just slipped quietly through a riveted hoarbeam door, with his group following closely.

Talliver says, "If I were to leave him to rot for a month..."

Talliver shakes his head.

Roelon just slipped quietly through a chiseled marble arch leading to the hallway, with his group following closely.

Dendum mumbles something under his breath.

Talliver says, "...there might be nothing left."

[Travel to Icewall Penitentiary]

The Krolvin and The Dabbings

[Icewall Penitentiary, Corridor - 15798] (u4048006)

Placed within a hooded sconce and set low upon the southern wall, an unfaltering torch provides ample light to the center of the passageway. A cell to the north, sealed by an iron-barred cell door, looks terribly uncomfortable, its icy confines providing barely enough space to hold a single humanoid captive. You also see a long fel table with a champagne linen tablecloth with some stuff on it and a bottle of Pyrelight grog.

Also here: Draelor, Seneschal Dendum, Lord Sorlu, Preservationist Perigourd, Talliver, Hadya, Queatus, Magister Raelee, Jastalyn, Commodore Jaysehn, Lightweaver Opalina, Roelon, Missoni, Lady Trisscar, Magnasco, Lord Randsford, Jkarog who is sitting

Speaking quietly to Jkarog, Trisscar murmurs, "But if a way of life means that your kind is lost, than it really isn't strength. Things change to stay strong, to grow."

Roelon nods once.

Trisscar blinks.

Randsford nods to Talliver in greeting.

Roelon nods at Jkarog.

Jaysehn glances at a bottle of Pyrelight grog.

Speaking to Jkarog, Jaysehn says, "It's decent grog."

Trisscar bows to Talliver.

Dendum waves to Jkarog.

Jaysehn shrugs.

Opalina places her arms akimbo and looks about as if waiting for something.

Randsford whispers something to Roelon.

Opalina examines Jkarog closely, sizing him up and taking note of all the details.

Roelon furrows his brow.

Jkarog lifts his eyes, a hint of distaste coloring his gaze.

Speaking to Jkarog, Dendum introduces, ""Krolvin Cast off from the sea....this is Talliver Dabbings."

Speaking mildly to Talliver, Jkarog says, "I have seen your face in paintings."

Roelon whispers something to Randsford.

Talliver blinks at Jkarog.

Perigourd glances warily at Missoni.

Jkarog says, "Or... near enough."

Speaking amusedly to Jkarog, you ask, "I hear you began to switch your tune to a more threatening tilt once only a few attended you?"

Jkarog says, "The nose is not quite right, nor the hair. But you have your ancestor's features."

Sorlu glances between Talliver and Jkarog.

Talliver clenches a fist and remains silent.

Randsford looks over at you and shakes his head.

Speaking to you, Randsford says, "Just stating the obvious."

Jkarog says, "But perhaps I should not anger my host."

Dendum whispers to the group, "Ahh it does know the name."

Jkarog stands up.

Missoni leans to her left slightly.

Talliver takes a step back.

Roelon shifts his weight.

Randsford nods reassuringly at Talliver.

Speaking to Talliver, Jkarog says, "I would offer to shake your hand, but--"

Jkarog raises his bloodied hand.

Opalina frowns.

Speaking to Jkarog, Talliver says, "I'll pass."

Speaking to Jkarog, Talliver asks, "What is it you want here?"

Randsford glances at Jkarog.

Speaking to Jkarog, Randsford says, "Tell them what you told us."

Randsford nods encouragingly at Jkarog.

Sorlu agrees with Randsford.

Missoni agrees with Perigourd.

Jkarog says, "Your townsfolk have already shared that. I seek asylum for the krolvin of Glaoveln in Icemule Trace."

Talliver glances at Randsford.

Sorlu glances at Talliver.

Speaking to Randsford, Talliver asks, "What did he tell you?"

Randsford looks over at Jkarog and shakes his head.

Speaking to Jkarog, Randsford says, "All of it."

Randsford stares at Jkarog.

Jkarog says, "Very well."

Opalina fidgets.

Jkarog says, "The mountain Moradg is on the verge of a catastrophic eruption."

Speaking to Talliver, Randsford says, "I ask you hear him out before jumping to conclusions."

Sorlu nods at Randsford.

Jkarog takes a bite of his minced lamb pie.

[Time drags on as the Krolvin slowly chews]

Roelon slowly empties his lungs.

Dendum blinks.

Dendum asks, "And?"

Jkarog speaks around a mouthful of pie, saying, "When it erupts, the portions of my home that are not consumed in the pyroclasm will suffocate in gases."

Dendum baffledly asks, "Did this Krolvin just start eating pie?"

Speaking to Dendum, Missoni says, "He looked hungry."

Missoni looks thoughtful for a moment, then shrugs.

Speaking heartily to Dendum, Opalina says, "He had pie in his hand."

Speaking quietly to herself, Raelee murmurs, "Pyroclasm."

Raelee nods slightly.

Speaking heartily to Dendum, Opalina says, "He lifted his hand and took a big bite.."

Trisscar tilts her head toward Jkarog, examining him intently as the tip of one ear twitches briefly.

Dendum nods sagely at Opalina.

Roelon vigorously shakes his head.

Jkarog says, "I am asking for the aid of your ships to save as many as can be saved."

Dendum mutters something about chairs.

Jastalyn whispers to the group, "Missoni gave him a pie at the shore line to get his strength up a little."

Dendum sits down next to a long fel table with a champagne linen tablecloth.

Roelon pours himself a glass of vivid green absinthe.

Speaking sharply to Jkarog, Talliver asks, "Why?"

Roelon takes a drink from his vivid green absinthe.

Speaking to Talliver, Randsford asks, "Isn't it obvious?"

Randsford peers quizzically at Talliver.

Jkarog asks, "Because I don't want my people to die?"

Talliver coldly says, "Your people are a blight."

Speaking to Jkarog, you say, "Considering the number of Krolvin we meet on the waters each day, it would seem your people are not lacking in ships."

Jastalyn clears her throat.

Speaking to Talliver, Sorlu says, "They have no one else to ask, I assume."

Jaysehn glances at Talliver.

Talliver says, "They murder; they pillage; they enslave."

Sorlu notes, "Quite the desperate spot."

Dendum says, "Dont forget the blood magic."

Speaking to Talliver, Randsford says, "It is as I have stated before, they will come as friends or with weapons drawn. This is our chance to parlay before things get bloody."

Speaking to Jkarog, Talliver asks, "Why is the world better with your people in it?"

Draelor nods.

Sorlu gazes in amusement at Talliver.

Trisscar ponders.

Queatus nods at Talliver.

Jkarog looks thoughtfully at Talliver.

Sorlu glances expectantly at Jkarog.

Jkarog thoughtfully says, "Ah."

Roelon shifts his weight.

Randsford says, "We are working against our instincts here. There can be a clash or there can be a peace, it is that simple."

Randsford shrugs.

Speaking to Randsford, Dendum says, ""We have learned around the landing that being forced to accept a people because of threat of war is just another name for surrender."

Jkarog asks, "I see. Given that your town is a den of necromancy and blood magic, perhaps the same approach should be applied to all halflings?"

Speaking softly to Randsford, Jastalyn asks, "And the half-krolvin we have in town?"

Speaking to Randsford, you say, "You assume much with this, chiefly that promised peace from a Krolvin can be trusted. I am not saying it cannot, but things are not so clearly drawn as you present them."

Roelon shifts his weight.

Talliver opens his mouth to speak, but clacks his teeth shut with an angry glare.

Speaking to Jkarog, Missoni whispers aloud, "Perhaps you should mention the bit about no longer enslaving."

Randsford nods slowly.

Missoni fidgets.

Sorlu chuckles to himself.

Speaking quietly to Talliver, Hadya reminds, "There are slaves there...and they do not deserve the fate of the volcano..."

Queatus smirks.

Sorlu shakes his head, clucking his tongue.

Randsford says, "I understand the hestitation but if failure is reason not to try then we are all doomed to never do anything at all."

Randsford shrugs.

Sorlu nods at Hadya.

Jaysehn says, "Equivocation is a poor defense."

Jkarog says, "We are not all murderers. I have never taken an unwilling life."

Speaking to Randsford, you say, "I did not say we should not try, just that it is not so simple as you were stating."

Jastalyn whispers to the group, "Either way it could end up in a fight. Maybe we write up a treaty?"

Queatus asks, "And the slaves?"

Randsford nods in agreement to you.

Jkarog says, "I have never traded flesh."

Sorlu appears to lose some internal strength.

Speaking to Jkarog, you say, "Such a fun clarification....unwilling."

Speaking to you, Randsford says, "None of this will be but the fact is it can be blood or it can be peace, I choose peace."

Jaysehn says, "Blood can choose you."

Jastalyn agrees with Randsford.

Jaysehn nods once at Randsford.

Randsford nods in agreement at Jaysehn.

Queatus says, "Gonna be blood any which way you go."

Speaking to Talliver, Jkarog says, "But you know, too, that there are countless innocents in Glaiv Moradg."

Jastalyn nods at Queatus.

Roelon closes his eyes for a moment.

Speaking to Jaysehn, Randsford says, "And I accept it if it comes to it but I will not give in to fear."

Randsford shakes his head.

Opalina snorts!

Roelon deeply says, "Children...Slaves..."

Roelon casually observes his surroundings.

Speaking to Jkarog, Dendum says, ""You live on an island built on the back of slaves, in homes made by slaves...no doubt benefiting from the slavery of your people every day...do not hide behind your own actions and deny the benefits you have taken because of your peoples method of stealing children from mothers and husbands from wives."

Sorlu glances at Roelon.

Jkarog says, "You are free to hate me and my kind, but do not let that blind you to this one fact:"

Jkarog says, "If you do not help us, I will not be the only one here with blood on his hands."

Jkarog waves his injured hand around theatrically.

Sorlu grins slowly at Jkarog.

Draelor says, "Quite a difference in rescuing slaves and having armed Krol about as part of some army."

Jastalyn softly says, "The women, children, and slaves that some folks suddenly seemed so concerned for have been part of that culture for many, many years and we've never concerned ourselves with them before. Stop letting people manipulate you by pulling at your heart strings."

Sorlu mouths, "Well played."

Sorlu chuckles to himself.

Hadya simply says, "Blood on my hands never bothered me. However, coming from the line of a slave...I do feel for them."

Speaking to Jastalyn, Dendum says, ""Some of us have attacked the Krolvin and freed their fresh captives."

Opalina heartily says, "'I say we save the slaves and children first and the rest for last if theres time.."

Queatus says, "Assumes we dislike bloody hands."

Speaking to Talliver, Randsford says, "They know they will lose trying to take us but they will do it anyway. This is our chance to avoid bloodshed."

Talliver slowly empties his lungs.

Jkarog says, "There is also that."

Perigourd nods in agreement at Dendum.

Speaking evenly to Talliver, Raelee says, "... and it would provide opportunity to observe the volcano more closely..."

Roelon begins chuckling at Raelee!

Jaysehn says, "I'm not so sure avoiding bloodshed is a good idea. This is a chance to end a regional menace for good."

Roelon deeply says, "Indeed."

Speaking to Jaysehn, Randsford says, "And give up a potential ally."

Jkarog says, "When the mountain erupts, my people will scatter to the winds, and those winds will blow toward Icemule Trace."

Jaysehn shrugs at Randsford.

Speaking to Talliver, Sorlu says, "Perhaps we should schedule a meeting so that we might further discuss this. There is much on the line, no matter what choice we make...and these things need considered."

Jaysehn says, "Krolvin are not my allies."

Hadya quietly says, "Perhaps if you kill their leaders, they will be aimless for maybe a few years."

Hadya shrugs.

Jkarog says, "We know you do not have the defenses that the Empire has."

Randsford says, "They are nobodies as of now."

Randsford shrugs.

Hadya quietly says, "Till a new one rises up."

Sorlu glances at Jkarog.

Jkarog says, "And your weather is hospitable to us."

Roelon takes a drink from his vivid green absinthe.

Jastalyn whispers to the group, "What do we do wih Jkarog in the meantime?"

Dendum says, "Say the Krolvin who couldn't land a single ship safely."

Opalina whispers to the group, "Throw him back in the water?"

Jastalyn whispers to the group, "I mean, my dungeon would hold him if it comes down to that. I offer."

Jaysehn says, "Dendum has a point."

Speaking to Jkarog, Sorlu says, "Surely you have heard that we recently defeated the Vaalorian elves...do not underestimate us."

Roelon whispers to the group, "Whats left of him afterwards..."

Queatus asks, "Threats?"

Randsford looks over at Sorlu and shakes his head.

Roelon glances at Jastalyn.

Missoni coughs.

Perigourd glances skeptically at Sorlu.

Queatus asks, "Now is time for the stabbing?"

Jkarog asks, "You have dealt with dozens of krolvin ships. What of the hundreds in our armada, all in a concerted strike?"

Jastalyn tries to pinch Roelon, but he grabs her hand just in time and pinches Jastalyn instead!

Speaking to Sorlu, Randsford says, "That will not detere the storm, a chance at something new perhaps will."

Speaking to Jkarog, Dendum remarks, ""Your threat would be more...convincing if you did not smell of the sea you were just vomited out of."

Sorlu nods slowly at Trisscar.

Speaking to Jkarog, you ask, "If you have hundreds in your armada, what could you possibly need us for?"

You smile at Jkarog.

Jaysehn nods once to you.

Jastalyn softly says, "They need us for a port to dock in."

Speaking heartily to Jkarog, Opalina says, "If you had that many ships.. You'd use them to escape."

Speaking to Talliver, Dendum says, ""The Krolvin brings up a good point though, his people are massive....this town would be overwhelemed by sheer numbers."

Hadya shrewdly says, "You should ask for their leaders to surrender to you...free the slaves... this is the price for rescue. Don't let them stay here long though."

Speaking to you, Sorlu says, "His people won't leave...unless reason is given to them."

Jastalyn softly says, "But it does raise the question why he's asking for our ships."

Roelon rubs his chin thoughtfully.

Jkarog says, "And with blood mages behind them to interfere with your clerics' ability to restore your severed souls."

Perigourd furrows his brow.

Sorlu frowns at Jkarog.

Dendum stands up.

You chuckle.

Speaking softly to Jkarog, Jastalyn says, "That doesn't really help your cause."

Speaking to Talliver, you say, "It would seem our guest is saying help them or else."

Hadya shrugs.

Speaking to Jastalyn, Jkarog says, "It should."

Missoni rubs at the joints of her bony fingers for several moments.

Randsford nods in agreement to you.

Speaking to you, Talliver says, "I do not respond well to threats."

Jastalyn softly says, "Less threats and more talks of compromise."

Queatus agrees with Talliver.

Jastalyn agrees with Talliver.

Randsford says, "I believe it to be a reality, perceive it as a threat if you like."

Randsford says, "A threat would have been multiple ships at our shores."

Speaking heartily to Talliver, Opalina says, "Sounds like a bluff if they has that much power they'd be able to escape with no problem."

Opalina rolls her eyes.

Jaysehn says, "It is a strange request to demand help from someone at the threat of invasion and murder."

Roelon deeply says, "Thats the problem. They would escape here."

Sorlu nods at Roelon.

Dendum starts chortling.

Speaking to Jaysehn, Randsford says, "Desperation."

Jkarog says, "Fear of the Czag Pritz keeps my people from escaping. They do not wish to abandon their homes."

Jaysehn nods at Perigourd.

Speaking quietly to herself, Trisscar murmurs, "It is difficult for a lifetime of relying on strength, to admit weakness even when facing death."

Jastalyn nods at Trisscar.

Speaking to Roelon, you say, "The problem is he is being inconsistent."

Speaking to Hadya, Jaysehn says, "Maybe you are correct. End their leadership, let them fued amongst themselves."

Jaysehn says, "I've seen it before."

Speaking quietly to Jaysehn, Hadya says, "It does."

Speaking to Roelon, you say, "First he says we must help or they will be doomed because the Czag does not believe the volcano will destroy them."

Hadya quietly says, "They'll be too busy vying for power."

Speaking softly to Talliver, Jastalyn asks, "In your experience, without prejudice, what is your gut telling you?"

Speaking to Talliver, Dendum asks, ""Does the north have land to support ten thousand krolvin refugees?"

You say, "And now it is, help us or they will come and overwhelm us."

Jkarog says, "I do not tell you this to threaten you, only to show the danger my people represent if they lose all that fetters them to the island."

You say, "But if they need us to help them leave because they will not until it is too late...."

Speaking to Dendum, Jaysehn says, "Krolvin are not refugees."

Speaking quietly to Jkarog, Talliver says, "I understand."

Speaking to Dendum, Draelor says, "Camps and settlers? Seen that one before."

Dendum nods at Draelor.

Speaking to you, Perigourd says, "I expect they don't have enough vessels for their entire population, but enough to be a threat if displaced."

Speaking to Dendum, Jaysehn says, "Armed warriors who make a living on blood purses and pillaging."

Hadya shrugs nonchalantly.

Sorlu says, "A desperate people will do desperate things."

Sorlu nods once.

Speaking to Jaysehn, Dendum says, ""Sounds like the humans."

Jaysehn shrugs at Dendum.

Trisscar nods at Sorlu.

Opalina begins chuckling at Sorlu!

Jaysehn says, "A krolvin warfarer is not a farmer."

Speaking to Perigourd, you say, "If they left in time, which he started by saying they would not."

You shrug at Perigourd.

Queatus smirks at Dendum.

Speaking to Talliver, Randsford asks, "Is it not worth at least arranging a neutral meet? Or should we just hang him and wait for the oncoming storm?"

Randsford raises an eyebrow in Talliver's direction.

Roelon nods slowly.

Jastalyn softly asks, "I suppose the big question is where would we put them?"

Speaking to Perigourd, you say, "I am just noticing a lack of continuity in his arguments. That is all."

Hadya quietly says, "If you do welcome them, I promise you..you had better see their leaders dead or captured."

Perigourd appears less confident.

Roelon deeply says, "More then that, how would Gorga handle this."

Speaking softly to Hadya, Jastalyn says, "Noted."

Speaking to Jastalyn, Queatus says, "There are some big pits in the Den of Rot."

Speaking softly to Roelon, Jastalyn says, "I've been saying that all night."

Speaking to you, Perigourd says, "When the volcano grows worse, they may overcome such delays, but then be unable to do so in timely enough fashion."

Roelon grins at Queatus.

Jastalyn pokes Queatus in the ribs.

Hadya nods at Jastalyn.

Jkarog says, "I would be happy to see the Czag Pritz's light go out."

Speaking to you, Perigourd says, "But this is all speculation."

Perigourd nods.

Jkarog says, "There is something about her that unsettles me."

Dendum whispers, "If you could convince them to sail south...."

Jastalyn whispers to the group, "He can't stop talking about her, maybe this is a ploy for us to dispatch his enemy for him."

Talliver nods at Jastalyn.

Roelon nods slowly.

You nod in agreement at Dendum.

Speaking to Jkarog, Dendum asks, ""Is there a faction of your people that would be willing to leave behind the taking of slaves and the blood magic to settle in the north?"

Hadya whispers to the group, "I think you are correct."

Speaking to Jkarog, Sorlu says, "Perhaps you might suggest a way to snuff that flame, so to speak."

You whisper, "As I had suggested, yes. It would be a good one too." to your group.

Speaking to Dendum, Jkarog says, "You must understand that most of us do not trade in captives."

Randsford nods at Dendum.

Hadya whispers to the group, "He either works for her rival or he is her rival."

Jkarog says, "It is a thing done for convenience, not need."

Speaking to Jkarog, Dendum asks, ""Do you have word for yes in Krolvin?"

You whisper, "Have us come in and kill the current Czag Pritz and then whoever he works for would have an oportunity to gain power." to your group.

Hadya whispers to the group, "That's why you might want to...keep him either captured-- or kill him."

Hadya shrugs.

Speaking quickly to Talliver, Jkarog says, "I know that that does not raise your estimation of us."

Speaking to Jkarog, Talliver says, "It could be no lower."

Speaking to Jkarog, Dendum exclaims, ""Because you are terrible at giving answers in common!"

Queatus whispers to the group, "We cannot, and do not trust them. The heart of the matter is are we even capable of keeping them in line should somehow convince us to help..."

Missoni lets out a long, contemplative breath.

Jkarog says, "Earlier, you asked about a signet ring."

Sorlu whispers to the group, "That is certainly something that would need addressed."

Jkarog glances at Dendum.

Trisscar blinks.

Jkarog says, "And so I shall practice."

Jkarog says, "Yes, I have seen such a thing."

Sorlu raises an eyebrow in Jkarog's direction.

Perigourd raises an eyebrow.

Perigourd turns to face Jkarog.

Randsford asks, "Icemule was once full with love, the Winter War froze that. Will we continue this new cold to bitter our town or will we take a chance again on the people we once were?"

Randsford shakes his head.

Dendum whispers to the group, "Icemule is only a couple of thousand strong...maybe another few hundred in visitors...how many Krolvin can settle around the city and it still be icemule and not Glavolen?"

Raelee surreptitiously glances around the room.

Sorlu smiles at Randsford.

Speaking to Randsford, Sorlu says, "Well said."

You whisper, "About 10." to your group.

Raelee surreptitiously glances at Jkarog.

Speaking to Randsford, Queatus says, "I don't know that we were friendly to slavers."

Jkarog takes a bite of his minced lamb pie.

Speaking to Jkarog, Perigourd says, "Do continue."

Jkarog quietly says, "You know, this food really is very good."

Talliver nods at Perigourd.

Perigourd glances appraisingly at Jkarog.

Missoni smiles at Jkarog.

Speaking to Queatus, Randsford says, "There will be no slaves and this allows a new beginning. To hold onto old hatreds is weakness."

Roelon furrows his brow.

Speaking to Jkarog, you prompt, "The signet?"

Sorlu frowns at Jkarog.

Randsford says, "I am not saying forget, I am saying forgive."

Sorlu glances at Jkarog and folds his arms over his chest.

Speaking to you, Jkarog says, "Ah, that."

Jastalyn just opened a delicate knitted fiery rose lotus silk carryall.

Raelee takes a moment to observe Jkarog.

Queatus says, "It is a nice sentiment."

Jastalyn removes a black eahnor signet from in her pashmina coat.

Queatus nods at Randsford.

Jastalyn just closed a delicate knitted fiery rose lotus silk carryall.

Jkarog says, "The Czag Pritz has a pair of mages that accompany her everywhere. Both have rings that look precisely like that one."

Perigourd furrows his brow.

Raelee quietly murmurs, "... interesting."

Jastalyn shows Jkarog her eahnor signet.

Missoni furrows her brow.

Speaking to Jkarog, Perigourd asks, "These mages are also Krolvin?"

Jastalyn softly asks, "This one?"

Speaking to Jkarog, Sorlu asks, "Do you know of its meaning then?"

Jkarog looks over at Perigourd and shakes his head.

Speaking to Perigourd, Jkarog says, "They are not."

Jkarog nods at Jastalyn.

Hadya hisses a quiet curse in sharply accented Tehir.

Dendum blinks.

Sorlu squints.

Speaking to Jkarog, Missoni asks, "Are they slaves?"

Jaysehn glances at Hadya.

Speaking to Jkarog, you ask, "Have you also seen very large birds?"

Speaking to Jkarog, you ask, "Perhaps on your home?"

Speaking to Sorlu, Jkarog says, "I hoped you might know, but... as you might recall, I was too busy emptying my lungs of the sea's bounty at the time."

Speaking softly to Jkarog, Jastalyn asks, "You said at first you thought the Czag Pritz was a blood mage. Did you discover what she really was?"

Sorlu frowns.

Sorlu nods once.

Speaking to Jkarog, Perigourd asks, "Could you describe these two?"

Speaking to Jastalyn, Jkarog says, "Yes. She is very dangerous."

Talliver folds his arms over his chest.

Speaking softly to Jkarog, Jastalyn asks, "I mean type of magic she uses, anything that might be helpful?"

Opalina heartily asks, "Is she a pureblood?"

Speaking to Missoni, Jkarog says, "I am not certain, and smart enough not to inquire."

Jaysehn nods at Hadya.

Missoni nods thoughtfully at Jkarog.

Speaking to Opalina, Jkarog says, "She looks to be, though the steel mask makes it difficult to tell."

Jaysehn says, "Ankreth had non-krolvin spellweavers around him."

Raelee slowly echoes, "... smart enough to not inquire..."

Raelee furrows her brow.

Jaysehn says, "They were fatalistically loyal."

Jastalyn whispers to the group, "Well the Czag Pritz's mages must have been the ones that dispatched our shipment caravan and the dwarves accompanying it."

Speaking to Jastalyn, Jkarog says, "I have seen her touch shatter every bone in a rebellious corsair's body."

Dendum whispers to the group, "Then....is part of the isle already attacking?"

Dendum says, "Sounds like angry empath."

You whisper, "Or perhaps she hires mages who come from a place that also was used to attack the caravan." to your group.

You whisper, "Just because they wear the same rings does not mean she is the head." to your group.

Jkarog says, "All I know of her mages is that they are rumored to come from far away. They are both human."

Perigourd grunts.

Missoni slowly empties her lungs.

Jkarog says, "And they do not fight like the witches of Turamzzyr."

Dendum whispers to the group, "Eh...know everyone here likes to say dusk coven...but...."

Dendum shrugs.

Hadya shifts her weight.

Roelon grins.

Dendum whispers to the group, "Maybe should say it now."

Hadya quietly inquires, "How do they fight?"

Missoni glances appraisingly at Jkarog.

Sorlu smiles quietly to himself.

Opalina whispers to the group, "Okay if you twist my arm hard enough "dusk coven"."

Opalina just nudged Dendum.

Speaking slowly to Jkarog, Raelee asks, "Witches of Turamzzyr. You refer to the Hall's mages, yes?"

Dendum snickers at Opalina.

Speaking to Jkarog, Raelee asks, "Or another group?"

Sorlu chuckles.

Jkarog nods at Raelee.

Jkarog says, "The former."

Speaking quietly to Jkarog, Hadya asks, "Tattoos?"

Speaking to Hadya, Jkarog says, "None that I have seen, but robes as grey as twilight."

Hadya nods slowly.

Talliver glances at Hadya.

Speaking to Hadya, Talliver asks, "Do you know these people?"

Hadya quietly says, "I am not certain."

Roelon rubs his chin thoughtfully.

Perigourd glances appraisingly at Hadya.

Hadya quietly says, "Perhaps."

Missoni ponders.

Talliver quietly says, "The volcano hasn't erupted yet."

Speaking heartily to Talliver, Opalina says, "That's the positive note of the evening."

Speaking cheerfully to Talliver, you quip, "Excellent observation."

Talliver nods at Opalina.

Speaking softly to Jkarog, Jastalyn asks, "Do you think the Czag Pritz is the one angering the volcano?"

Speaking to Talliver, you say, "Perhaps we should leave our guest to get settled in his new home."

Trisscar giggles at you.

For the briefest of moments, your gaze alights on the door.

Sorlu says, "It was suggested before that the ring might represent a group loyal to Eorgina. Grey robes might further point towards that answer."

Magnasco picks the basket up.

Speaking to Jastalyn, Jkarog says, "Taming a volcano would require magic beyond my experience."

Missoni furrows her brow.

Speaking to Sorlu, Perigourd says, "There was also mention of a legendary city."

Sorlu nods at Perigourd.

Perigourd furrows his brow.

Hadya quietly says, "This is my thought."

Perigourd says, "The name eludes me."

Talliver says, "I'm not ready to commit to saving the krolvin, but I think it's time we face our fears."

Sorlu says, "Yes, I recall Ellerel spoke of that myth...but was uncertain."

Jastalyn nods at Talliver.

Speaking shortly to Jkarog, Dendum informs, ""apparently was also beyond ancestors."

Speaking to Jkarog, Raelee says, "... but the opportunity to try to tame it..."

Roelon nods at Talliver.

Talliver says, "I would like to make ready for a journey to Glaoveln aboard the White Wyrm, a week from today."

Talliver says, "At the very least, we can scout the island."

Speaking to Raelee, Perigourd says, "Fier'dracus seemed to be able to manage one."

Queatus nods.

Sorlu nods in agreement at Talliver.

Roelon nods once.

Opalina nods.

Perigourd nods in agreement at Talliver.

Trisscar smiles at Talliver.

Sorlu says, "A wise idea."

Trisscar nods in agreement at Talliver.

Jastalyn nods.

Missoni smiles.

Roelon shifts his weight.

Sorlu grins slowly at you.

Jastalyn slides a black eahnor signet onto her finger.

Speaking to Talliver, Dendum reminds, ""They know about the ship....but scouting is needed."

You nod approvingly at Talliver.

Randsford nods approvingly at Talliver.

Talliver says, "I think it would be worth some sea support, just in case."

Speaking to Dendum, Perigourd says, "Perhaps land somewhere unseen and scout on foot."

Jastalyn softly says, "I'll go on a boat ride."

Roelon nods slowly.

Talliver says, "I won't ask any captains to approach the island itself, but if vessels were ready..."

Magnasco nods at Talliver.

Opalina nods.

Magnasco says, "I can take my carrack."

Speaking to Talliver, Jkarog says, "The mountain could go any day."

Speaking to Jkarog, Talliver says, "Then you had best hope that it stays... tamed for a while longer."

Speaking quietly to Talliver, Trisscar offers, "Then it puts us in the right position to move if urgency is needed."

Jkarog says, "Hope is a thin thread to hang the fate of my people upon."

Jkarog says, "But I understand your position."

Jkarog nods.

Speaking to Jkarog, Perigourd says, "Better than despair."

Perigourd nods knowingly.

Speaking to Jkarog, Sorlu says, "Yet often it is all we have."

Sorlu nods at Jkarog.

Speaking softly to Jkarog, Jastalyn says, "So it a shipwrecked stranger alone and asking for help."

Jkarog glances at an iron-barred cell door.

Jkarog nods at Jastalyn.

Speaking to Jkarog, you say, "They sent one vessel and a merchant to come speak terms of peace and beg for aid. I think your people are well acquainted with hope."

You smirk at Jkarog.

Jkarog says, "I came on my own."

Opalina snorts!

Dendum nods once.

Speaking to Jkarog, you say, "You said you were sent to seek aid."

Dendum says, "This explains dim view of Czag."

Speaking to you, Jkarog says, "I may have lied, but only once."

Roelon rubs his chin thoughtfully.

Jastalyn whispers to the group, "Well that makes me so much less nervous....."

You chuckle at Jkarog.

Opalina heartily says, "Well you definitly were the sole survior at that dock."

Opalina smiles quietly to herself.

Speaking to Jkarog, you say, "Ah, well, if it was only once...."

Trisscar laughs at Jkarog!

Sorlu grins at you.

Speaking to you, Jkarog says, "Now that we are such close friends, I will endeavor to be above reproach."

Dendum exclaims, "So we will be flying into island unwanted and unasked for......hrmmm this sounds like interesting voyage!"

Speaking amusedly to Jkarog, Trisscar banters, "Once you loosened up, you play politics as well as many I've heard recently."

Jkarog executes a slight bow.

Draelor nods at Dendum.

You gaze in amusement at Jkarog.

Jastalyn chuckles.

Speaking to Jkarog, you say, "Ah yes. Well, as our new friend. Your room is ready for you."

For the briefest of moments, your gaze alights on the door.

Speaking to Trisscar, Talliver says, "He had best hope that politics is the only game he is playing."

Speaking to Jkarog, Missoni wishes, "Rest well."

Jkarog says, "Very well."

Jkarog's group just went through an iron-barred cell door.

Roelon slowly empties his lungs.

Roelon glances at an iron-barred cell door.

Roelon just slipped quietly through an iron-barred cell door, with his group following closely.

[Icewall Penitentiary, Cell - ] (u4048103)

Dry boreal ice encroaches nearly to the iron bars of the cell door, leaving little room for movement. Waves of cold rolling from the concave wall of ice combined with the tight space makes this cell something akin to a sepulcher. Red tinges of ice and dried blood on the iron bars lend further credence to this hypothesis.

Also here: Draelor, Seneschal Dendum, Lord Sorlu, Preservationist Perigourd, Talliver, Hadya, Queatus, Magister Raelee, Jastalyn, Commodore Jaysehn, Lightweaver Opalina, Roelon, Lady Trisscar, Lord Randsford, Jkarog

Speaking playfully to Sorlu, you ask, "Should we let him keep his cellmates?"

You chuckle.

Roelon casually observes his surroundings.

Jkarog says, "I don't need company all night."

Randsford joins Roelon's group.

Jaysehn nods once at Hadya.

Sorlu laughs softly, trying to hide his amusement.

Randsford grins.

Randsford basks in the glow of the sphere.

Trisscar laughs!

Speaking to Jkarog, Randsford says, "Good luck to you."

Jastalyn grins.

Roelon grins.

Randsford nods firmly at Jkarog.

Talliver says, "And I would prefer to be gone from this place. We have more to discuss."

Roelon nods once.

Sorlu nods.

Missoni joins Roelon's group.

Jkarog sits down.

Suddenly, you hear the rattle of keys and the cell door swings open. A number of burly guards come in, set Missoni in some manacles, and drag her away, locking the cell door tightly behind them.

Roelon just slipped quietly through an iron-barred cell door, with his group following closely.

Plans for a Scouting Trip

[Icewall Penitentiary, Corridor - 15798] (u4048006)

Placed within a hooded sconce and set low upon the southern wall, an unfaltering torch provides ample light to the center of the passageway. A cell to the north, sealed by an iron-barred cell door, looks terribly uncomfortable, its icy confines providing barely enough space to hold a single humanoid captive. You also see a bottle of Pyrelight grog.

Also here: Draelor, Seneschal Dendum, Lord Sorlu, Preservationist Perigourd, Talliver, Lord Randsford, Hadya, Queatus, Magister Raelee, Jastalyn, Commodore Jaysehn, Lightweaver Opalina, Roelon, Magnasco

Speaking softly to Talliver, Jastalyn says, "I think we should have guards at the door."

Roelon adds Trisscar to his group.

Perigourd blinks.

Speaking to Perigourd, you ask, "What did your wife do?"

Perigourd says, "Why.."

You blink at Perigourd.

Roelon glances at an iron-barred cell door.

Perigourd glances at an iron-barred cell door.

One of the guards shuts the door.

Roelon nods once.

Jastalyn softly says, "To keep him from getting out or someone else from getting in."

Roelon deeply says, "Well then."

Speaking to Perigourd, Sorlu says, "We'll make sure she receives a speedy trial."

Sorlu nods at Perigourd.

Perigourd smirks at Sorlu.

Roelon blinks.

Raelee's expression briefly flickers with bewilderment.

Jastalyn softly says, "I'm sure more than on person would take his life."

Roelon just moved quietly out, with his group following closely.

Speaking to Talliver, Dendum reminds, ""That one is a magic user."

Roelon grins.

Perigourd says, "Perhaps Thurfel laws.."

Perigourd glances appraisingly at Missoni.

Jastalyn chuckles.

Missoni defensively says, "I did nothing wrong."

Sorlu shakes his head at Missoni and clucks his tongue.

Opalina smiles at Missoni.

Magnasco just climbed a thick imflass-chain ladder.

Speaking to Missoni, Perigourd says, "Maybe it was the pie."

Magnasco joins Roelon's group.

Roelon nods.

Magnasco and Missoni bask in the glow of the sphere.

Speaking to Missoni, Perigourd asks, "Did you hide a dibbles prize inside?"

Opalina heartily says, "Mistaken identity."

Opalina nods.

Speaking to Perigourd, Missoni says, "The pie got him talking."

Missoni folds her arms over her chest.

Magnasco offers Jastalyn a lacquered fel basket with a platinum ribbon-wrapped handle.

Jastalyn accepts Magnasco's fel basket.

[Travel back to Clovertooth Hall]

Roelon just slipped quietly through a blackened imflass gate, with his group following closely.

[Clovertooth, Mayor's Office - 29544] (u4043050)

Walls paneled with ancient pinewood frame the low-ceilinged room, which is illuminated by starlight winking in through a large bay window with a fine-grained cedar bench beneath it. Behind an antique spruce desk equipped with inks, quills, and scrawled papers sits an imposing chair of leather simply adorned with silver studs. Hanging on the wall above the seat is a mounted rolaren knife affixed to an equally aged modwir board, the sole extraneous decoration to the office. You also see a riveted hoarbeam door.

Also here: Draelor, Seneschal Dendum, Lord Sorlu, Preservationist Perigourd, Talliver, Lord Randsford, Hadya, Queatus, Magister Raelee, Jastalyn, Commodore Jaysehn, Lightweaver Opalina, Lady Trisscar, Missoni, Magnasco, Roelon

Roelon nods once.

Sorlu grins at Missoni.

Speaking to Perigourd, you say, "It is good for her that it was quickly sorted. The last case of mistaken identity was not so swiftly corrected."

Queatus just came through a riveted hoarbeam door.

Roelon nods to you.

Opalina stands in front of a fine-grained cedar bench.

Opalina walks over to the bench and settles down.

Perigourd raises an eyebrow in your direction.

(Trisscar attempts to stifle a yawn.)

Speaking to you, Perigourd says, "I expect a planar rift would have solved things in either case."

Roelon takes a drink from his vivid green absinthe.

Perigourd nods thoughtfully.

Missoni grins wryly.

Talliver says, "So."

Speaking to Missoni, Perigourd says, "Not that I advise such methods if legally imprisoned."

Queatus's spirits are no longer lifted.

Perigourd gives Missoni a series of teasing little prods along the spine.

Trisscar cocks her head at Talliver.

Talliver grimly asks, "What do we think?"

Roelon slowly empties his lungs.

Randsford glances at Talliver.

Dendum says, "He has no support."

Randsford says, "You already know."

Jastalyn softly says, "I think he wants us to kill the Czag Pritz."

Randsford grins at Talliver.

Speaking teasingly to Talliver, you offer, "One krolvin down, several more thousand to go?"

Roelon grins at Randsford.

Jastalyn just nudged you.

Randsford says, "Bottom line is we don't have room for them all even if we wanted to help so not sure where that leaves us."

Randsford shrugs.

Jastalyn adopts an agreeable expression.

Draelor says, "Seemed quick to offer threats if we don't do what he wants."

Jastalyn adopts an agreeable expression.

Randsford says, "He mentioned thousands of them."

Randsford shudders.

Dendum nods once.

Roelon deeply says, "They are coming one way or another."

Jastalyn nods at Roelon.

Randsford nods grimly at Roelon.

Speaking to Randsford, Sorlu says, "The krolvin are quite sturdy against the cold. I doubt we would need to house them within our walls."

Jastalyn softly says, "I think that's the ploy though."

Randsford nods at Sorlu.

Speaking to Talliver, Perigourd says, "A lot could go wrong, even if an attempt is made to do as he asks."

Speaking to Sorlu, Randsford says, "That was my thinking, I'm sure they could use their help further north building things as well."

Jastalyn softly says, "Ask us for help, threaten us to let them in, keep mentioning the scary lady that won't let them leave."

Queatus says, "We can't trust them, but we have to go have a look."

Queatus shrugs.

Missoni carefully says, "It seemed an opportunity to potentially end krolvin slavery, though. At least for several thousand of them."

Dendum asks, "Can we fracture this isle of Krolvin? Take only those willing to change and send the others.....in another direction?"

Randsford nods in agreement at Queatus.

Opalina agrees with Queatus.

Queatus says, "Not sure there a decision to to be made until we see what there is to see."

Speaking to Dendum, Randsford says, "I believe that is what it will come to."

Randsford nods slowly at Dendum.

Speaking to Missoni, Perigourd says, "I think there will be many of those who will take back to it, once their life is safe enough again."

Dendum nods at Randsford.

Roelon deeply says, "There is more he isn't telling is the feeling ah get either way,"

Roelon shakes his head.

Speaking to Missoni, Perigourd says, "But some will perhaps honor such an agreement."

Speaking to Perigourd, Missoni says, "Perhaps, but the way of life does not change unless one pushes against the old habits."

Randsford nods at Roelon.

The air around Queatus seems to pulse slightly.

Trisscar quietly offers, "He says that they would choose to reach out rather than fight and die. That puts us in the powerful position to demand changes as needed, like stopping slave trade. And this entire story echoes their history."

Trisscar sighs.

Queatus says, "We don't even know how many we will have to kill to save the ones that want saving."

Speaking heartily to Roelon, Opalina says, "Well I don't think he was originally alone for one."

Queatus says, "Maybe there won't be so many left."

You remind, "People will say many things to get what they want."

Randsford exclaims, "Its good news we just elected new leadership for such a difficult decision!"

Randsford flashes a wolfish grin.

Speaking to Queatus, Dendum says, ""Without the Krolvin the human empire will move unchecked in the northern waters."

Sorlu grins at Randsford.

Talliver says, "Good thoughts, all of them."

Queatus nods at Dendum.

Sorlu nods at Dendum.

Crossing his arms over his chest, Perigourd sighs in annoyance and rolls his umber eyes.

Speaking to Queatus, Dendum says, ""This is not reason enough to save them but it is something to keep in mind."

Speaking to Dendum, Sorlu says, "Which is certainly a concern of mine."

Talliver says, "If we were to take his offer at face value, he's right. We do lack any sort of significant armed force."

Sorlu agrees with Talliver.

Queatus says, "Anyway, slavery cannot be allowed to persist."

Queatus says, "One way or another."

Draelor agrees with Queatus.

Talliver says, "Ellerel is looking into training magic wielders, but strength of arms is the foundation of most nations."

Opalina heartily says, "What we lack in force we have in smarts and we do have alliances starting."

Hadya simply offers, "Vobriqi."

Hadya bows respectfully, her eyes fixed firmly on the ground.

Talliver glances at Hadya.

Her hand lowered, Missoni gives Hadya a subtle wave.

Hadya just went through a riveted hoarbeam door.

Raelee quietly says, "... power in magic takes time and experience."

Jaysehn, Missoni, and Magnasco seem hesitant, looking unsure of themselves.

Speaking to Raelee, Talliver says, "By all accounts, Ellerel has more time than most of us."

Sorlu says, "Our numbers have been much reduced over the last few years as well. Some additional bodies would be of great value...if they can be trusted."

Speaking quietly to Talliver, Trisscar adds, "And if they get the chance to continue to practice war, I believe they would give up much for that. We can use that. They value strength over all, and death isn't strength for them."

Speaking to Talliver, Randsford says, "We cannot allow them to have weapons at the beginning, they will need to contribute in other ways and earn that trust to defend."

Speaking to Talliver, Raelee says, "But those she is training? That will take time."

Speaking to Raelee, you correct, "He."

Sorlu nods to you.

Jaysehn ponders.

Jaysehn gives a quick nod and tips his hat.

Commodore Jaysehn just went through a riveted hoarbeam door.

Dendum says, "We have no choice but to scout."

Perigourd asks, "If they do come, is it intended to allow this Czag Pritz to retain their position? and what of these mages?"

Randsford nods in agreement at Dendum.

Perigourd says, "It could be allowing an enemy force into the midst if they're agents of Barlan Kane or others."

Trisscar softly says, "They aren't into martyrdom, that much is certain. To die in a fight while killing their opponent is something they don't want. They see that every place they turn. So let's use that."

Speaking to Perigourd, Sorlu says, "It would seem that this Czag Pritz is actually in the way of them coming...at least peacefully."

A crimson mist bleeds out from Randsford's exposed skin.

Talliver says, "She sounds like a wild card in this deck."

Sorlu nods at Talliver.

Dendum nods.

Speaking quietly to Perigourd, Trisscar says, "If their history is correct, if she is insisting on staying, but leaving ends up being the right choice, she won't stay in power. In all their great moves that they have been forced to do, their leaders that resisted it were killed or lost power."

Speaking to Talliver, you say, "At least with what we have been told, which arguably is the word of one Krolvin."

Speaking to Talliver, you say, "Who may have many hidden motivations."

Talliver nods to you.

Opalina heartily asks, "Maybe she has reason to keep them there?"

Trisscar nods in agreement to you.

Speaking to you, Talliver says, "Still, if he was telling the truth about those signets..."

Queatus says, "We have to learn if this business of the rings is true, and if so, what it means."

You say, "Perhaps this Czag Pritz is actually the one we should be speaking to."

Queatus shrugs.

Queatus says, "Not much choice there."

Talliver nods at Queatus.

Randsford says, "If we do move forward with helping them, we should be ready for the protests to come from within our gates and outside as well. Many will not be happy with this choice."

Trisscar nods at Randsford.

Talliver asks, "If she is being influenced by outside forces, do those forces want to see the krolvin destroyed as well?"

Speaking to Randsford, Dendum says, ""Perhaps what we learn in scouting will help inform others...of the best choice."

Queatus says, "Casing the joint is the next step any way you slice it."

Randsford nods slowly at Dendum.

Speaking to Talliver, Perigourd asks, "Are they possibly responsible for the volcano in the first place?"

Perigourd rubs his chin thoughtfully.

Speaking to Talliver, Missoni says, "Perhaps, once they have worn out their usefulness."

Speaking to Perigourd, Raelee says, "... I would be eager to investigate that."

Perigourd nods in agreement at Raelee.

Opalina chuckles.

Sorlu chuckles.

Opalina heartily says, "We may not see a whole lot if there's too much smoke."

Opalina heartily says, "Maybe it'll be clear and no smoke."

Speaking hesitantly to Talliver, Dendum asks, ""Will you bring the Krol in the cell to Glavolen?"

Sorlu says, "It might be worth it. He could provide insight on what we are looking at."

Dendum says, "Probably knows island better than the rest of us."

Dendum nods at Sorlu.

Sorlu nods at Dendum.

Trisscar nods in agreement at Sorlu.

Talliver says, "We'll need his help in finding the island, unless we want to spend it scouting."

Speaking heartily to Dendum, Opalina says, "Return him home? and let his Czag Pritz decide what to do with him."

Sorlu looks over at Opalina and shakes his head.

Speaking to Opalina, Sorlu says, "He will be on the White Wyrm...we aren't releasing him onto the island. At least I don't believe that to be the plan."

Missoni returns to normal color.

Dendum starts chortling.

Sorlu grins at Dendum.

Talliver says, "If he doesn't get less irritating, we might return him to Glaoveln while we're flying overhead."

Sorlu begins chuckling at Talliver!

Draelor nods.

Roelon grins slowly.

Missoni bites her lip.

Speaking to Talliver, Randsford says, "You think he is bad, wait till you have an army of them."

Randsford begins chuckling at Talliver!

Sorlu says, "That is always an option."

Sorlu nods.

Opalina heartily says, "Well for his sake I hope he doesn't get too annoying."

Missoni murmurs, "Not really the way I would treat a prisoner."

Missoni frowns.

Opalina picks idly at a sylvan scalp coin bag clasped by a chipped front tooth.

Jastalyn hugs Missoni.

Jastalyn smiles at Missoni.

Missoni blushes a dark red shade at Jastalyn.

Speaking to Missoni, Sorlu teases, "We know. You offer them pie."

Sorlu appears to be trying hard not to grin.

Missoni hugs Jastalyn, who wraps her in a warm embrace.

Jastalyn nods at Sorlu.

Jastalyn grins.

Speaking firmly to Sorlu, Missoni says, "Pie helps."

Jastalyn softly says, "Such a sweetheart."

Sorlu chuckles to himself.

Speaking heartily to Missoni, Opalina says, "You very kind. Im glad he got one good meal while he was here."

Queatus says, "I gotta be off."

Queatus waves.

Missoni blushes a dark red shade at Opalina.

Sorlu nods at Queatus.

Jastalyn waves to Queatus.

Speaking to Queatus, Sorlu says, "Be well."

Missoni waves to Queatus.

Queatus just went through a riveted hoarbeam door.

Talliver says, "I would like the Council to mull this issue very carefully."

Talliver says, "There are certainly forces at play here, but we should not feel our hand forced in this decision."

Speaking helpfully to Talliver, you say, "We are planning a meeting for this Volnes."

Jastalyn nods at Talliver.

Roelon nods slowly.

Opalina agrees with you.

Speaking to Talliver, you say, "I believe some criers will be hired soon to pass the word and we will have much to discuss."

Talliver says, "I would send word to other towns that we intend to take the White Wyrm on a scouting mission."

Missoni nods approvingly at Jastalyn.

Perigourd nods at Talliver.

Talliver says, "I doubt the krolvin have anything that can hit us while we're flying, but..."

Dendum says, "Vathors."

Opalina's shiver is barely noticeable, as if the cold barely bothers her.

Speaking to Talliver, Sorlu says, "It doesn't hurt to be ready."

Speaking to Talliver, Perigourd says, "That Roc is something to consider as well."

Sorlu nods.

Opalina heartily asks, "They still use those portals?"

Talliver says, "...the Town Guard's ranks have thinned in our recent conflicts, and we could use more swords."

Randsford nods in agreement at Talliver.

Jastalyn nods at Talliver.

Jastalyn softly says, "We are trying to rebuild Fenog's Regulars for such a situation."

Trisscar nods at Talliver.

Roelon deeply says, "If they hae blood mages in their forces..."

Roelon deeply says, "Ah would still be concerned."

Randsford nods in agreement at Jastalyn.

Jastalyn smiles at Randsford.

Opalina heartily says, "Echo's of War is working on a naval fleet as well."

Sorlu says, "The White Wyrm is quick and agile. If danger shows its head, I'm sure she can make her way out of there."

Trisscar softly admits, "I am excited to see the Wyrm, I have not yet."

Jastalyn smiles at Trisscar.

Trisscar giggles at Jastalyn.

Jastalyn grins.

Speaking heartily to Trisscar, Opalina says, "You will love it."

Speaking heartily to Trisscar, Opalina says, "It's beautiful."

Speaking to Trisscar, Perigourd says, "Nice golvern hull."

Jastalyn softly says, "I will put a call out for as many swords as we can muster."

Speaking to Trisscar, Randsford says, "Avoid eating before you get in just in case."

Randsford grins at Trisscar.

Speaking to himself, Perigourd says, "Could use more armament though."

Sorlu nods at Jastalyn.

Trisscar blushes a nice shade of light pink.

Talliver nods at Trisscar.

Roelon just left.

Talliver says, "We'll do what we must."

Talliver says, "For now, that involves getting rest, and making preparations."

Perigourd nods in agreement.

Sorlu adopts an agreeable expression.

You nod at Talliver.

Jastalyn nods at Talliver.

Speaking quietly to Talliver, Trisscar agrees, "That sounds like a solid plan."

Opalina nods.

Trisscar bows to Talliver.

Perigourd turns toward Talliver and renders a sharp hand salute.

Perigourd takes Missoni's hand into his own.

Missoni nods thoughtfully.

Preservationist Perigourd's group just went through a riveted hoarbeam door.

Magnasco just went through a riveted hoarbeam door.

Randsford bows to Talliver.

Talliver inclines his head.

Speaking to Talliver, Randsford says, "Thank you for your level head tonight."

Jastalyn joins Randsford's group.

Randsford grins at Talliver.

Speaking to Randsford, Talliver says, "Less level than you might think."

Randsford chuckles.

Trisscar nods in agreement at Randsford.

Sorlu grins.

Talliver says, "But... I won't risk Icemule's safety because of my anger."

Speaking to Talliver, Randsford says, "Wouldn't have it any other way."

Jastalyn grins.

Talliver just went through a riveted hoarbeam door.

Jastalyn slowly empties her lungs.

Opalina struggles to stand, but ends up falling over.

You say, "I must go see to my prayers."

Roelon nods once.

Straightening your back, you give a formal, low curtsy. In time with your greater movement, you incline your head as well in a brief nod.

Opalina snorts!

Randsford says, "Good eve to the rest of you."