New Frontiers #115
Welcome! Before I get to any new business there is a recap that I wrote at the start of New Frontiers #113 that should bring the situation almost up to date. Check it out so that you are not completely lost!
I'm am experimenting with a 'fast play' method to resolve story issues without getting into in depth role playing or months of combat. There will be time for role playing, but first some lingering issues need to be resolved.
The date is November 20th 571 Cr. Sir Acerion was alerted by his father Hasverion while he meditated for spells in the morning that the treacherous Duke Kelvin had himself declared King by senile Victor the Seventh. Members of the Knights of the Golden Griffon were captured and are currently being held in their order hall in the kingdom's capitol of Alexandria. The real King decrees that these men need to be rescued so that they can aid in the efforts to defeat the false king.
A rescue mission was planned using the Blackhawk, the ship captured from the DeVille sisters. The slaver vessel was equipped with a Spell Engine that allowed it to travel about Arret and capture new slaves for their demonic masters. The ship would set out after dark on its mission. Going on this mission are Argent, Chareos, Lyonessa, Serena, Sherra, Regnak, Validar and Dame Sharl. Sherra captains the ship while Serena is the Engineer, the one in charge of the Spell Engine.
Alexandria is too far away to reach quickly, so something called the “Up and Down” method is used. The Blackhawk rises high into the sky and once high enough briefly goes very fast and then it comes back down. Hundreds of miles were traveled in mere seconds. The Blackhawk lowers itself back down over Alexandria.
A new problem presents itself when three other invisible flying vessels are noted over the capital. The ships shadows can be seen on the city below. Clearly this was just a trap set by the enemy. However, they may not be aware that the Blackhawk was captured. One of the ships is different from the other two. It is smaller, while the other two are similar.
That's where things got left at. Argent did suggest that everyone goes into the Stone House and then she'd cast Invisibility and Flight to get inside the Order Hall. From their the rescue mission could begin. Once complete, she, or Chareos, would just teleport the Stone House back to the Sallavarian Estate. The Blackhawk would just fly back the same way it got here. So the question becomes, do you follow Argent's plan or have some other action in mind?
Here are the parameters for this adventure. While it is a rescue mission, it also designed to provide information to the players. The fact that the enemy has their own flying ships and that they are much, much better than yours is the obvious one. These ships would have appeared in the Tower of Magic game, but this is their first appearance in New Frontiers. More information would have been learned inside the Order Hall. Because of things that happen in the future in other games, the fates of two of these three ships has already been determined, so nothing can happen to them right now. Serena points out that if these are Alphatian Ships then that have numerous marines and mages. They could possible have Magi-Cannons, magical artillery that could made short work on the Blackhawk. So attacking them does not seem like a good idea. Besides, the mission was to rescue the prisoners anyway. The ships will be dealt with down the road.
So what I would need from those characters involved in this mission what plan to proceed with. The one offered or a different one? You do not have to post in character. If a different plan is offered, we'll examine it and see how well it could work. Once this situation is resolved, we'll move on and I'll cover what those who stayed behind in Elcadan were doing during this time.
How do you want to proceed?
New Frontiers #115 - 11/20/571 - Tower Rescue, Waterfall Inn, Kings Late Night Court
New Frontiers #115 - 11/20/571 - Tower Rescue, Waterfall Inn, Kings Late Night Court
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Continuing the rescue mission:
The players choice of action was passed on to me outside of the post. The stealth method was chosen for this particular mission. Argent casts Fly and Improved Invisibility on herself and will carry everyone else into the Order Hall while they are inside the Stone House. She cast Strength on herself earlier so she is a bit stronger than normal now. Once Argent is away, Serena has the Blackhawk go up higher into the sky. Sherra pilots the ship back to Jallarzi's estate to the north of Elcadan.
The Order Hall of the Golden Griffon is the tallest structure in Alexandria. It is a tall tower whose top was built to resemble an upturned lance. The tower is gold in color and the lance-like peak is silver. There are openings to the outside near the top of the tower. In the past there have been knights who actually had griffons that they rode. They were stabled in the upper reaches of the tower.
The invisible Argent enters into the griffon stable area and sets down the Stone House. The door is opened and everyone gets out. Some guards are quickly dealt with and the prisoners found. Their shackles are quickly released with Knock spells. But in addition to Sir Alon Teramar and Sir Justin Moore there are the entire Royal Guard! The Royal Guard are the personal bodyguards for the King. Their leader is Lord Andrel Rowan, Sir Corley's older brother!
Before any word of explanation can take place, there is a whistling sound and what is essentially a cannon ball blasts its way into the tower, taking out one of the Royal Guard. Argent erects a Wall of Force for protection while everyone gets back into the Stone House. Obviously this was all a trap to kill Sir Alon, Sir Moore, the Royal Guard, and those rescuing them. The two identical flying ships have become visible and are firing on the upper reaches of the Order Hall with their weapons!
The Wall of Force blocks a cannon ball causing it to ricochet away. Once everyone is inside the Stone House Argent teleports everyone back to Jallarzi's Estate. (I choose Argent to cast the spells mentioned above because she was the only caster to update their spell list back in 2015 and she had Teleported to Jallarzi's estate before. Wall of Force, Teleport and Knock were spells that she took at that time, although anyone could have done the Knock. Its a common low level spell.)
About ten minutes later the Stone House is opened inside the Grand Hall of the Sallavarian Estate. This large chamber, some 60' x 50' in size, is on the ground floor and in the middle of the main house. The main dinning room branches off it along with a secondary eating chamber. The King is here along with the High Priests of the various faiths in Elcadan along with those Guardians who did not go on the rescue mission, basically Sir Acerion, Sir Corley and Lady Ivy. Duke Relon is present, but Lady Lysandra has retired for the evening. Both groups have news to share.
Sir Alon, Sir Moore and the Royal Guard all report that they were ambushed by, presumably, agents of Duke Kelvin. A strange red powder was blown into their faces and for a time it removed the victims will to resist. Lord Andrel Rowan will report that he and his men were present when Duke Kelvin 'persuaded' the addled old King to name him the new King. Given his current mental state, this was not hard to accomplished. Right after that, men from Duke Kelvin hit the Royal Guard with the red powder and then next thing they knew they were in the Order Hall along with the senior Knights. Lord Andrel Rowan pledges he and his men's support for the new King and will now serve as his Royal Guard.
Duke Relon reveals what else happened during the visit into Elcadan today. They had not returned before the group on the Blackhawk had departed for Alexandria. Thanks to the efforts of the various Priesthoods, Castle Elcadan has been cleared of any traps or baneful magic. It seems the demons never bothered with the upper levels of the castle and mainly focused on the ground floor and the sub-levels. A call to arms has gone out for adventurers to come and help protect the city. They will start to gather at Castle Elcadan tomorrow. Afterwards, this group travels to Castle Elcadan to inspect the structure personally.
Elsewhere, Duchess Lysandra and those traveling with her arrive in Elcadan and travel to the Temple of Azrella. There, Mother Boelle is being mourned and the Duchess recalls how Boelle helped her when she was younger. Lady Sallavarian excuses herself as she moves on to assist Duke Relon at Castle Elcadan. Later on, Duchess Lysandra travels to the castle as well.
The Lady Sallavarian has a quick reunion with Killian Thalamar, the High Priest of Tymora who joined the King and Duke while they were in Old Town along with many other priests. Jallarzi and Killian have had a long on again and off again relationship for many years, but have been very discrete about it.
Duke Relon and those with him venture to the hidden chamber underneath Castle Elcadan where Alexander DeVille is imprisoned. The chamber is broken in and Alexander if found chained inside a strange looking device. There is a central cage in the device and the sides are 7' tall dragons. There is a place to stand on either side of the device.
Jallarzi determines that the device is a type of Spell Engine. It is called “Diabolus Molentis” in Alphatian, the Demon Grinder. When activated, demons and devils are drawn to the grinder and imprisoned in the cage. The spell engine drains the essence of lower plane creatures to power itself in addition to spells. Since Alexander is only half demon, it drains enough of his life essence to leave him in a comatose state. Duke Relon thrusts his sword through Alexanders heart, slaying the tiefling.
Jallarzi adds spells fully powering up the Diabolus Molentis and activates its abilities. All the demons and devils that had been left behind in Elcadan by the Priests of Mammon are drawn to the device and appear with the cage. Then she uses another power of the device to slay these lesser evils as they are too weak to reform. Elcadan is now safe from demons and devils! Lady Sallavarian theorizes that the Diabolus Molentis was crafted by the Fellowship of Mages after they built Castle Elcadan.
Preparations are made to make Castle Elcadan the groups base of operations for the King and the Duke and his family. It will be cleaned and furniture installed. The castle is easier to defend than the Sallavarian Estate against attacks. Their business in Elcadan complete, the King and the nobles return to the Sallavarian Estate for the evening.
While the large gathering and exchange of information is happening, Lady Sallavarian returns from her own private mission. She had teleported to Gateway and has returned with General Logan Rowan and his assistant Lieutenant Shay. They were being menaced by other agents of Duke Kelvin but escaped with Jallarzi's assistance. Much discussion and planning follows.
A few hours later, Sherra and Serena return on the Blackhawk. The trip to Alexandria was three hours each way.
The players choice of action was passed on to me outside of the post. The stealth method was chosen for this particular mission. Argent casts Fly and Improved Invisibility on herself and will carry everyone else into the Order Hall while they are inside the Stone House. She cast Strength on herself earlier so she is a bit stronger than normal now. Once Argent is away, Serena has the Blackhawk go up higher into the sky. Sherra pilots the ship back to Jallarzi's estate to the north of Elcadan.
The Order Hall of the Golden Griffon is the tallest structure in Alexandria. It is a tall tower whose top was built to resemble an upturned lance. The tower is gold in color and the lance-like peak is silver. There are openings to the outside near the top of the tower. In the past there have been knights who actually had griffons that they rode. They were stabled in the upper reaches of the tower.
The invisible Argent enters into the griffon stable area and sets down the Stone House. The door is opened and everyone gets out. Some guards are quickly dealt with and the prisoners found. Their shackles are quickly released with Knock spells. But in addition to Sir Alon Teramar and Sir Justin Moore there are the entire Royal Guard! The Royal Guard are the personal bodyguards for the King. Their leader is Lord Andrel Rowan, Sir Corley's older brother!
Before any word of explanation can take place, there is a whistling sound and what is essentially a cannon ball blasts its way into the tower, taking out one of the Royal Guard. Argent erects a Wall of Force for protection while everyone gets back into the Stone House. Obviously this was all a trap to kill Sir Alon, Sir Moore, the Royal Guard, and those rescuing them. The two identical flying ships have become visible and are firing on the upper reaches of the Order Hall with their weapons!
The Wall of Force blocks a cannon ball causing it to ricochet away. Once everyone is inside the Stone House Argent teleports everyone back to Jallarzi's Estate. (I choose Argent to cast the spells mentioned above because she was the only caster to update their spell list back in 2015 and she had Teleported to Jallarzi's estate before. Wall of Force, Teleport and Knock were spells that she took at that time, although anyone could have done the Knock. Its a common low level spell.)
About ten minutes later the Stone House is opened inside the Grand Hall of the Sallavarian Estate. This large chamber, some 60' x 50' in size, is on the ground floor and in the middle of the main house. The main dinning room branches off it along with a secondary eating chamber. The King is here along with the High Priests of the various faiths in Elcadan along with those Guardians who did not go on the rescue mission, basically Sir Acerion, Sir Corley and Lady Ivy. Duke Relon is present, but Lady Lysandra has retired for the evening. Both groups have news to share.
Sir Alon, Sir Moore and the Royal Guard all report that they were ambushed by, presumably, agents of Duke Kelvin. A strange red powder was blown into their faces and for a time it removed the victims will to resist. Lord Andrel Rowan will report that he and his men were present when Duke Kelvin 'persuaded' the addled old King to name him the new King. Given his current mental state, this was not hard to accomplished. Right after that, men from Duke Kelvin hit the Royal Guard with the red powder and then next thing they knew they were in the Order Hall along with the senior Knights. Lord Andrel Rowan pledges he and his men's support for the new King and will now serve as his Royal Guard.
Duke Relon reveals what else happened during the visit into Elcadan today. They had not returned before the group on the Blackhawk had departed for Alexandria. Thanks to the efforts of the various Priesthoods, Castle Elcadan has been cleared of any traps or baneful magic. It seems the demons never bothered with the upper levels of the castle and mainly focused on the ground floor and the sub-levels. A call to arms has gone out for adventurers to come and help protect the city. They will start to gather at Castle Elcadan tomorrow. Afterwards, this group travels to Castle Elcadan to inspect the structure personally.
Elsewhere, Duchess Lysandra and those traveling with her arrive in Elcadan and travel to the Temple of Azrella. There, Mother Boelle is being mourned and the Duchess recalls how Boelle helped her when she was younger. Lady Sallavarian excuses herself as she moves on to assist Duke Relon at Castle Elcadan. Later on, Duchess Lysandra travels to the castle as well.
The Lady Sallavarian has a quick reunion with Killian Thalamar, the High Priest of Tymora who joined the King and Duke while they were in Old Town along with many other priests. Jallarzi and Killian have had a long on again and off again relationship for many years, but have been very discrete about it.
Duke Relon and those with him venture to the hidden chamber underneath Castle Elcadan where Alexander DeVille is imprisoned. The chamber is broken in and Alexander if found chained inside a strange looking device. There is a central cage in the device and the sides are 7' tall dragons. There is a place to stand on either side of the device.
Jallarzi determines that the device is a type of Spell Engine. It is called “Diabolus Molentis” in Alphatian, the Demon Grinder. When activated, demons and devils are drawn to the grinder and imprisoned in the cage. The spell engine drains the essence of lower plane creatures to power itself in addition to spells. Since Alexander is only half demon, it drains enough of his life essence to leave him in a comatose state. Duke Relon thrusts his sword through Alexanders heart, slaying the tiefling.
Jallarzi adds spells fully powering up the Diabolus Molentis and activates its abilities. All the demons and devils that had been left behind in Elcadan by the Priests of Mammon are drawn to the device and appear with the cage. Then she uses another power of the device to slay these lesser evils as they are too weak to reform. Elcadan is now safe from demons and devils! Lady Sallavarian theorizes that the Diabolus Molentis was crafted by the Fellowship of Mages after they built Castle Elcadan.
Preparations are made to make Castle Elcadan the groups base of operations for the King and the Duke and his family. It will be cleaned and furniture installed. The castle is easier to defend than the Sallavarian Estate against attacks. Their business in Elcadan complete, the King and the nobles return to the Sallavarian Estate for the evening.
While the large gathering and exchange of information is happening, Lady Sallavarian returns from her own private mission. She had teleported to Gateway and has returned with General Logan Rowan and his assistant Lieutenant Shay. They were being menaced by other agents of Duke Kelvin but escaped with Jallarzi's assistance. Much discussion and planning follows.
A few hours later, Sherra and Serena return on the Blackhawk. The trip to Alexandria was three hours each way.
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GM Notes:
Lots of role playing opportunities here should anyone care to do so.
After a time Lady Argent will excuse herself for the evening and will head to the quarters she used while she was an apprentice on the third floor of the estate. All the other guest rooms are on the second floor. She'll ask if Chareos wants to join her for some quiet time or would he rather remain with the King and his growing court. Lady Sallavarian will also excuse herself not long after that.
The above will lead into my Argent story that I will start posting on the forum. Other than possibly seeing Chareos for a bit during chapter one, none of the other players will encounter Argent until tomorrow afternoon. Somewhere around chapter ten in her story. Basically what Chareos does is his choice. Let me know what he is going to do and Argent's tale will be adjusting accordingly.
Andrel Rowan is the middle of the three Rowan brothers with Corley being the youngest. And now their father, General Rowan is also here.
Tomorrow's agenda includes Mother Boelle's funeral in the morning. There is a ceremony at the Azrellan Temple and then the body will be take outside the city to a play where it will be cremated.
Afterwards everyone will be gather at Castle Elcadan to greet the adventurers coming to help against the army coming from Athenos. Sherra can confirm that they should reach the outskirts of the city two days from now right around, or even after nightfall.
Now what?
Lots of role playing opportunities here should anyone care to do so.
After a time Lady Argent will excuse herself for the evening and will head to the quarters she used while she was an apprentice on the third floor of the estate. All the other guest rooms are on the second floor. She'll ask if Chareos wants to join her for some quiet time or would he rather remain with the King and his growing court. Lady Sallavarian will also excuse herself not long after that.
The above will lead into my Argent story that I will start posting on the forum. Other than possibly seeing Chareos for a bit during chapter one, none of the other players will encounter Argent until tomorrow afternoon. Somewhere around chapter ten in her story. Basically what Chareos does is his choice. Let me know what he is going to do and Argent's tale will be adjusting accordingly.
Andrel Rowan is the middle of the three Rowan brothers with Corley being the youngest. And now their father, General Rowan is also here.
Tomorrow's agenda includes Mother Boelle's funeral in the morning. There is a ceremony at the Azrellan Temple and then the body will be take outside the city to a play where it will be cremated.
Afterwards everyone will be gather at Castle Elcadan to greet the adventurers coming to help against the army coming from Athenos. Sherra can confirm that they should reach the outskirts of the city two days from now right around, or even after nightfall.
Now what?
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Interlude:
Based on talking with the players, the following interlude now happens before the group who stayed behind returns to the Sallavarian Estate. Basically this affects Sir Acerion, Sir Rowan and Lady Ivy.
As the afternoon is winding down, Duke Relon gets everyone's attention. “My friends, I have an announcement to make. I've taken the liberty of handling this evening's dining plans. It appears to me that tonight will be quiet and that we should take full advantage of such to spend some quality time with our friends and loved ones before our lives become far more interesting once more. To that end, we shall be partaking this evening at the Waterfall Inn here in Elcadan. If you would accompany me, we shall make our way there now.”
An excited murmur breaks out among the crowd of nobility, priests and commoners. Most everyone has heard of the Waterfall Inn and its reputation as the premier dining establishment here in Elcadan.
“I will admit that I was looking forward to trying the eatery while in Elcadan,” King Victor the 8th noted. “I would like to see if it lived up to its sterling reputation.”
“My Liege, now you will have a first hand opportunity to sample their fare,” Duke Relon said with a smile. “Come! Let us be on our way.”
The crowd starts to make its way out of Castle Elcadan. Waiting out front is the carriage that Duchess Lysandra used to arrive in town. Her Grace, along with her niece, Lady Sallavarian, and her future daughter-in-law, Lady Gabriella Allonica, step into the carriage. Duchess Lysandra insists that Lady Ivy join her once more. Ivy takes a seat next to Gabriella. Seeing the pain still in Ivy's face, Gabriella reaches out and gives her a long, silent hug. Once everyone is settled, the carriage lurches forward on the short trip to the Waterfall Inn surrounded by the numerous riders on horseback.
“What are you up to, Aunt Lysandra,” Jallarzi inquires.
“It is as Relon said, dear,” the Duchess answered. “A bit of quiet time for friends and lovers over a fine meal.”
“I think it is a lovely gesture,” Lady Allonica adds with a smile.
Turning towards Lady Ivy, Her Grace asked, “Have you ever been to the Waterfall Inn before, Lady Ivy?”
“No, Your Grace,” Ivy plainly answered.
“You're in for a treat, my dear,” Duchess Lysandra offered. “Relon and I spent many an evening there when we were courting. The food is exquisite and the setting, very romantic. This will be an evening that you will not soon forget. The Streel River Trout is the local delicacy.”
“I've brought my apprentices to the Waterfall Inn many times in the past,” Jallarzi added. “It was a nice place to celebrate milestones in their training. There are several private dining areas on the second floor.”
The procession rides from the Nobles Island and into Old Town. The southern gate is taken out of Old Town and into the New Town portion of Elcadan. The Waterside is not too far into New Town. It sits on the eastern shore and the back of the building faces the small portion of the Streel River that bisects Elcadan, isolating Old Town and New Town from the rest of the city on the mainland. Just south of the bridge that connects the two portions of the city is a small waterfall. It is this waterfall that the Inn takes its name from. The large procession comes to a halt outside the establishment.
The owner of the Inn and several of his staff are waiting for their guests. Duke Relon steps up to the owner whom he clearly knows. “Master Conlin!” the Duke calls out as he approaches. “It has been far too long, my friend.”
“A pleasure as always, Your Grace,” Conlin responds with a bow, one duplicated by his staff. “You honor us with your presence.”
The King comes forth, followed closely by Dame Sharl, and Duke Relon introduces them to Master Conlin. “We are deeply honored by your presence, My King,” Master Conlin says, bowing once more. “It is my hope that my humble eatery will prove to your liking. Come and let us show you our hospitality!”
The group makes their way into the establishment. After the entry, the Inn opens up into a large common room. Numerous tables occupy the area. Normally the eatery would be packed most evenings, but tonight it is empty. The décor is tasteful, but a little understated. The cuisine is the star at the Waterfall Inn, not the setting. The warm woods provide a light and comfortable experience for the diners.
A large staircase leads up to the upper dining area. Near the stairs, Duchess Lysandra sends selected guests to the second floor. Lady Sallavarian, her daughter Lady Rachel and Lady Allonica go up first followed by King Victor and Dame Sharl. Lady Ivy also gets directed to the second floor along with Sir Corley. Finally Duke Relon reaches the bottom of the stairs and turns to speak to Sir Acerion.
“Come with me, Sir Acerion,” the Duke directs. “For all that you have done for myself and my family during this crisis, I wish to repay your efforts in this small way. A private dinner for yourself and your lady. Lysandra and I spent many evenings here when we were courting. I hope that you and the Lady Ivy will find the experience just as pleasant. Your squire may enjoy the meal in the common room this evening.”
Before making his way up the steps, Duke Relon calls High Priest Killian Thalamar over to him. The follower of Tymora quickly responds. “How may I serve you, Your Grace?”
“Come, join us, Killian,” Duke Relon states.
“I don't understand?”
“Lysandra and I wish to know more about the man my niece is involved with,” Duke Relon simply states. “With the passing of her father, I've vowed to look after Jallarzi. Interrogating her boyfriends and what not. Surely, you must understand.” A wide, knowing smile fills the Duke's face.
Killian's mouth drops in surprise. His relationship with Jallarzi was one they thought they had kept quiet, but clearly they were mistaken. “Of course, Your Grace,” Killian finally manages to answer, as he moves up the stairs.
Based on talking with the players, the following interlude now happens before the group who stayed behind returns to the Sallavarian Estate. Basically this affects Sir Acerion, Sir Rowan and Lady Ivy.
As the afternoon is winding down, Duke Relon gets everyone's attention. “My friends, I have an announcement to make. I've taken the liberty of handling this evening's dining plans. It appears to me that tonight will be quiet and that we should take full advantage of such to spend some quality time with our friends and loved ones before our lives become far more interesting once more. To that end, we shall be partaking this evening at the Waterfall Inn here in Elcadan. If you would accompany me, we shall make our way there now.”
An excited murmur breaks out among the crowd of nobility, priests and commoners. Most everyone has heard of the Waterfall Inn and its reputation as the premier dining establishment here in Elcadan.
“I will admit that I was looking forward to trying the eatery while in Elcadan,” King Victor the 8th noted. “I would like to see if it lived up to its sterling reputation.”
“My Liege, now you will have a first hand opportunity to sample their fare,” Duke Relon said with a smile. “Come! Let us be on our way.”
The crowd starts to make its way out of Castle Elcadan. Waiting out front is the carriage that Duchess Lysandra used to arrive in town. Her Grace, along with her niece, Lady Sallavarian, and her future daughter-in-law, Lady Gabriella Allonica, step into the carriage. Duchess Lysandra insists that Lady Ivy join her once more. Ivy takes a seat next to Gabriella. Seeing the pain still in Ivy's face, Gabriella reaches out and gives her a long, silent hug. Once everyone is settled, the carriage lurches forward on the short trip to the Waterfall Inn surrounded by the numerous riders on horseback.
“What are you up to, Aunt Lysandra,” Jallarzi inquires.
“It is as Relon said, dear,” the Duchess answered. “A bit of quiet time for friends and lovers over a fine meal.”
“I think it is a lovely gesture,” Lady Allonica adds with a smile.
Turning towards Lady Ivy, Her Grace asked, “Have you ever been to the Waterfall Inn before, Lady Ivy?”
“No, Your Grace,” Ivy plainly answered.
“You're in for a treat, my dear,” Duchess Lysandra offered. “Relon and I spent many an evening there when we were courting. The food is exquisite and the setting, very romantic. This will be an evening that you will not soon forget. The Streel River Trout is the local delicacy.”
“I've brought my apprentices to the Waterfall Inn many times in the past,” Jallarzi added. “It was a nice place to celebrate milestones in their training. There are several private dining areas on the second floor.”
The procession rides from the Nobles Island and into Old Town. The southern gate is taken out of Old Town and into the New Town portion of Elcadan. The Waterside is not too far into New Town. It sits on the eastern shore and the back of the building faces the small portion of the Streel River that bisects Elcadan, isolating Old Town and New Town from the rest of the city on the mainland. Just south of the bridge that connects the two portions of the city is a small waterfall. It is this waterfall that the Inn takes its name from. The large procession comes to a halt outside the establishment.
The owner of the Inn and several of his staff are waiting for their guests. Duke Relon steps up to the owner whom he clearly knows. “Master Conlin!” the Duke calls out as he approaches. “It has been far too long, my friend.”
“A pleasure as always, Your Grace,” Conlin responds with a bow, one duplicated by his staff. “You honor us with your presence.”
The King comes forth, followed closely by Dame Sharl, and Duke Relon introduces them to Master Conlin. “We are deeply honored by your presence, My King,” Master Conlin says, bowing once more. “It is my hope that my humble eatery will prove to your liking. Come and let us show you our hospitality!”
The group makes their way into the establishment. After the entry, the Inn opens up into a large common room. Numerous tables occupy the area. Normally the eatery would be packed most evenings, but tonight it is empty. The décor is tasteful, but a little understated. The cuisine is the star at the Waterfall Inn, not the setting. The warm woods provide a light and comfortable experience for the diners.
A large staircase leads up to the upper dining area. Near the stairs, Duchess Lysandra sends selected guests to the second floor. Lady Sallavarian, her daughter Lady Rachel and Lady Allonica go up first followed by King Victor and Dame Sharl. Lady Ivy also gets directed to the second floor along with Sir Corley. Finally Duke Relon reaches the bottom of the stairs and turns to speak to Sir Acerion.
“Come with me, Sir Acerion,” the Duke directs. “For all that you have done for myself and my family during this crisis, I wish to repay your efforts in this small way. A private dinner for yourself and your lady. Lysandra and I spent many evenings here when we were courting. I hope that you and the Lady Ivy will find the experience just as pleasant. Your squire may enjoy the meal in the common room this evening.”
Before making his way up the steps, Duke Relon calls High Priest Killian Thalamar over to him. The follower of Tymora quickly responds. “How may I serve you, Your Grace?”
“Come, join us, Killian,” Duke Relon states.
“I don't understand?”
“Lysandra and I wish to know more about the man my niece is involved with,” Duke Relon simply states. “With the passing of her father, I've vowed to look after Jallarzi. Interrogating her boyfriends and what not. Surely, you must understand.” A wide, knowing smile fills the Duke's face.
Killian's mouth drops in surprise. His relationship with Jallarzi was one they thought they had kept quiet, but clearly they were mistaken. “Of course, Your Grace,” Killian finally manages to answer, as he moves up the stairs.
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The stairs lead out into a smaller common area. Several large dining tables are here, but the main feature is the large picture window that look out into the Streel River and the nearby waterfall. Lysandra directs Jallarzi, Rachel and Corley to the middle table.
“I can eat downstairs, Your Grace,” Sir Corley states. “Spend some time with my squires.”
“I will hear of no such thing,” Duchess Lysandra gently chastises with a smile. “Relon and I have always thought of you as our other son. You are always welcome at our table. Consider it a pleasant diversion from the current realities. But please, no armor at the table.”
“As you wish,” Sir Corley says, giving Duchess Lysandra a warm hug. “I will most certainly enjoy the company.” Sir Corley moves off to one side and begins the arduous task of removing his armor. Lady Rachel does the same.
Duchess Lysandra turns to face King Victor and Dame Sharl, who are currently arm in arm. “My liege, these side rooms are reserved for more private gatherings. Please enjoy a private meal and delight in each other's company on this quiet evening.”
“Thank you for this,” King Victor states, as he exchanges a glance with Dame Sharl. “A chance for some privacy without the weight of one's station is most welcomed.”
“Most welcomed, indeed,” Dame Sharl reiterates. “We will enjoy this wonderful gift, Your Grace.” With that, the King and presumably future Queen enter their private chamber and close the door.
Turning to Lady Ivy, Duchess Lysandra says, “We are offering you and Sir Acerion the same gift as we are giving the King, Lady Ivy. Go and enjoy a few hours of peace and tranquility in each other's company.”
“This is a most wonderful and unexpected gift, Your Grace,” Ivy says, tears starting to form in her eyes. Moving forward, she hugs the Duchess. “Thank you so much.”
“You're most welcome, child,” the Duchess responds to the hug. “Have a pleasant evening.”
At this time, Duke Relon and Sir Acerion have reached the second floor of the Waterfall Inn. Ivy rushes over and takes Sir Acerion's hand. They step into a private dining room on the other side of the main area from the chamber that the King and Sharl are using. The main feature of the small room is a dining table for two. Several candles are lit and provide romantic illumination. A wide selection of wines and water were available. Fresh bread, steam still rising from it sits nearby with whipped butter on the side. Menus are in each place listing what can be had this evening. Besides the Streel River Trout, various beef, pork and poultry dishes may be had as well. The door is closed behind them and the pair are lost in their own little world.
Back out in the main second floor area, the Duke and Duchess take sides on the opposite ends of the table. By now Sir Corley and Lady Rachel, who have removed their armor, sit on one side of the table along with Lady Allonica, while an equally surprised Jallarzi and Killian sit on the other side.
“What is this all about?” Jallarzi wonders.
“My dear, its high time that we meet your love,” Duchess Lysandra simply answered.
“But--,” Jallarzi starts to say, before she is cut off.
“To those of us who have known what love looks and feels like, we can easily see that this applies to the two of you,” Duke Relon explains. “You're not fooling us. So, Killian, what are your intentions towards my niece?”
Killian lets out an audible gulp. He had never imagined the evening would turn out like this. Jallarzi blushes in embarrassment and desperately wishes she were somewhere else.
“Jallarzi has a boyfriend?” Lady Rachel announces in surprise. “When did this happen? Why didn't you tell me?”
“Many years ago, Lady Rachel Vanarkus,” Killian announces having quickly regained his composure. The High Priest of Tymora rises to his feet and eyes his dining companions with a broad grin. He casts a glance at Jallarzi which she returns with a knowing smile. With a great deal of familiarity, they link hands.
“We were not ready to tell everyone what we shared between us,” Jallarzi admitted. “The timing never seemed right. Always so much going on and things to do.”
“I'm so pleased for you, Jallarzi!” Lady Allonica added with a light clap of her hands. “And for you as well, High Priest. You make a lovely couple.”
“Your concerns are well grounded, Duke and Duchess of the Streel,” Killian continues with a flourish. “As for my intentions, I can assure you that they are, mostly, pure. Your niece is a great treasure of Elcadan. Many have aspired to claim to her, but only I have gotten close to winning her heart. Should the day come when I do win her heart, with Your Graces' blessings of course, then I will indeed be the luckiest man in Elcadan.”
“Behave,” Jallarzi whispers to Killian with a smile. She was more than used to his flowery speech and grand gestures. It was part of what made her adore him.
“But until that day, I will continue to admire and support the Lady Sallavarian and all the good work which she does for our city.” Killian finishes and sits down once more.
“Good answer,” Duke Relon acknowledges and Duchess Lysandra seems pleased. “We'll talk more in the future. For now let us enjoy a fine meal.”
Now what?
“I can eat downstairs, Your Grace,” Sir Corley states. “Spend some time with my squires.”
“I will hear of no such thing,” Duchess Lysandra gently chastises with a smile. “Relon and I have always thought of you as our other son. You are always welcome at our table. Consider it a pleasant diversion from the current realities. But please, no armor at the table.”
“As you wish,” Sir Corley says, giving Duchess Lysandra a warm hug. “I will most certainly enjoy the company.” Sir Corley moves off to one side and begins the arduous task of removing his armor. Lady Rachel does the same.
Duchess Lysandra turns to face King Victor and Dame Sharl, who are currently arm in arm. “My liege, these side rooms are reserved for more private gatherings. Please enjoy a private meal and delight in each other's company on this quiet evening.”
“Thank you for this,” King Victor states, as he exchanges a glance with Dame Sharl. “A chance for some privacy without the weight of one's station is most welcomed.”
“Most welcomed, indeed,” Dame Sharl reiterates. “We will enjoy this wonderful gift, Your Grace.” With that, the King and presumably future Queen enter their private chamber and close the door.
Turning to Lady Ivy, Duchess Lysandra says, “We are offering you and Sir Acerion the same gift as we are giving the King, Lady Ivy. Go and enjoy a few hours of peace and tranquility in each other's company.”
“This is a most wonderful and unexpected gift, Your Grace,” Ivy says, tears starting to form in her eyes. Moving forward, she hugs the Duchess. “Thank you so much.”
“You're most welcome, child,” the Duchess responds to the hug. “Have a pleasant evening.”
At this time, Duke Relon and Sir Acerion have reached the second floor of the Waterfall Inn. Ivy rushes over and takes Sir Acerion's hand. They step into a private dining room on the other side of the main area from the chamber that the King and Sharl are using. The main feature of the small room is a dining table for two. Several candles are lit and provide romantic illumination. A wide selection of wines and water were available. Fresh bread, steam still rising from it sits nearby with whipped butter on the side. Menus are in each place listing what can be had this evening. Besides the Streel River Trout, various beef, pork and poultry dishes may be had as well. The door is closed behind them and the pair are lost in their own little world.
Back out in the main second floor area, the Duke and Duchess take sides on the opposite ends of the table. By now Sir Corley and Lady Rachel, who have removed their armor, sit on one side of the table along with Lady Allonica, while an equally surprised Jallarzi and Killian sit on the other side.
“What is this all about?” Jallarzi wonders.
“My dear, its high time that we meet your love,” Duchess Lysandra simply answered.
“But--,” Jallarzi starts to say, before she is cut off.
“To those of us who have known what love looks and feels like, we can easily see that this applies to the two of you,” Duke Relon explains. “You're not fooling us. So, Killian, what are your intentions towards my niece?”
Killian lets out an audible gulp. He had never imagined the evening would turn out like this. Jallarzi blushes in embarrassment and desperately wishes she were somewhere else.
“Jallarzi has a boyfriend?” Lady Rachel announces in surprise. “When did this happen? Why didn't you tell me?”
“Many years ago, Lady Rachel Vanarkus,” Killian announces having quickly regained his composure. The High Priest of Tymora rises to his feet and eyes his dining companions with a broad grin. He casts a glance at Jallarzi which she returns with a knowing smile. With a great deal of familiarity, they link hands.
“We were not ready to tell everyone what we shared between us,” Jallarzi admitted. “The timing never seemed right. Always so much going on and things to do.”
“I'm so pleased for you, Jallarzi!” Lady Allonica added with a light clap of her hands. “And for you as well, High Priest. You make a lovely couple.”
“Your concerns are well grounded, Duke and Duchess of the Streel,” Killian continues with a flourish. “As for my intentions, I can assure you that they are, mostly, pure. Your niece is a great treasure of Elcadan. Many have aspired to claim to her, but only I have gotten close to winning her heart. Should the day come when I do win her heart, with Your Graces' blessings of course, then I will indeed be the luckiest man in Elcadan.”
“Behave,” Jallarzi whispers to Killian with a smile. She was more than used to his flowery speech and grand gestures. It was part of what made her adore him.
“But until that day, I will continue to admire and support the Lady Sallavarian and all the good work which she does for our city.” Killian finishes and sits down once more.
“Good answer,” Duke Relon acknowledges and Duchess Lysandra seems pleased. “We'll talk more in the future. For now let us enjoy a fine meal.”
Now what?
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Acerion
Sir Acerion:
Much has happened and Acerion thinks that while a nice meal in private company is certainly enticing, it feels out of place with the seriousness and somberness of the occasion. Still, he is not one to openly disagree in such a circumstance when everyone else seems to welcome the reprieve. The ride to the Waterfall Inn is uneventful, peaceful even, and yet Acerion cannot afford himself the luxury of relaxing completely. As everyone enters and seating is arranged, Acerion stands silently with his squire, Jocasta, although the wait is not overly long. Soon Duke Relon returns to speak to him directly.
Turning to Jocasta, there is little he needs to say to his squire. She smiles knowingly at him but dutifully bows at being afforded the opportunity to also dine here. Diligently and respectfully, she removes herself from the others.
What that does not mean, however, is that a fast is required, and once someone inquires about what they wish to partake for their meal, Acerion will order a large fare. He defers to Ivy to order what she wishes first, and then settles on ordering beef, with appropriate sides, along with an order of the trout, as he wishes to at least sample what is considered to be the headlining dish. Additionally, an appropriate wine to go primarily with the beef is ordered. Once they find themselves alone, Acerion will test the waters.
"How are you holding up, my dear Ivy?" the paladin inquires. He is ready to listen, or if she does not wish to speak much nor sit in silence, he will fill the space with casual conversation. Should she seem receptive, he will venture a bit into the topic of Mother Boelle. Acerion is specifically looking to find out just how influential she was to Ivy, hoping to learn a bit about both the deceased and his lady in the listening to whichever stories or experiences Ivy might share. Should instead Ivy not wish to talk about such things at this time, he will instead keep things light and enjoy the food and the company for as long as it might last.
Much has happened and Acerion thinks that while a nice meal in private company is certainly enticing, it feels out of place with the seriousness and somberness of the occasion. Still, he is not one to openly disagree in such a circumstance when everyone else seems to welcome the reprieve. The ride to the Waterfall Inn is uneventful, peaceful even, and yet Acerion cannot afford himself the luxury of relaxing completely. As everyone enters and seating is arranged, Acerion stands silently with his squire, Jocasta, although the wait is not overly long. Soon Duke Relon returns to speak to him directly.
"I appreciate the gesture, although you need not have troubled yourself over what was and will always be my duty," Acerion formally replies. "Still, it will be nice for the Lady Ivy to have the chance for a peaceful interlude given what she is contending with currently."“Come with me, Sir Acerion,” the Duke directs. “For all that you have done for myself and my family during this crisis, I wish to repay your efforts in this small way. A private dinner for yourself and your lady. Lysandra and I spent many evenings here when we were courting. I hope that you and the Lady Ivy will find the experience just as pleasant. Your squire may enjoy the meal in the common room this evening.”
Turning to Jocasta, there is little he needs to say to his squire. She smiles knowingly at him but dutifully bows at being afforded the opportunity to also dine here. Diligently and respectfully, she removes herself from the others.
Moving to get Ivy's chair, Acerion looks around at the accommodations. While his lady settles herself in, he moves slowly, getting a measure of the space and of her mood before sitting himself. While he finds the romantic atmosphere to be a little ill-suited to the mood, he does not mention it nor express it on his face or mannerisms. Instead, he intends to let Ivy steer the course for their time together here. He would be completely comfortable sitting in absolute silence with her knowing he is there for her in this moment and always while she deals with the death of someone so important and likely influential to her.At this time, Duke Relon and Sir Acerion have reached the second floor of the Waterfall Inn. Ivy rushes over and takes Sir Acerion's hand. They step into a private dining room on the other side of the main area from the chamber that the King and Sharl are using. The main feature of the small room is a dining table for two. Several candles are lit and provide romantic illumination. A wide selection of wines and water were available. Fresh bread, steam still rising from it sits nearby with whipped butter on the side. Menus are in each place listing what can be had this evening. Besides the Streel River Trout, various beef, pork and poultry dishes may be had as well. The door is closed behind them and the pair are lost in their own little world.
What that does not mean, however, is that a fast is required, and once someone inquires about what they wish to partake for their meal, Acerion will order a large fare. He defers to Ivy to order what she wishes first, and then settles on ordering beef, with appropriate sides, along with an order of the trout, as he wishes to at least sample what is considered to be the headlining dish. Additionally, an appropriate wine to go primarily with the beef is ordered. Once they find themselves alone, Acerion will test the waters.
"How are you holding up, my dear Ivy?" the paladin inquires. He is ready to listen, or if she does not wish to speak much nor sit in silence, he will fill the space with casual conversation. Should she seem receptive, he will venture a bit into the topic of Mother Boelle. Acerion is specifically looking to find out just how influential she was to Ivy, hoping to learn a bit about both the deceased and his lady in the listening to whichever stories or experiences Ivy might share. Should instead Ivy not wish to talk about such things at this time, he will instead keep things light and enjoy the food and the company for as long as it might last.
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The Lady Argent
Lady Argent:
Right before casting her spells on the deck of the Blackhawk, the Lady Argent takes in the city below her. It is Alexandria, the capitol of the Kingdom of Cynalon. The Invoker had never been to Alexandria before, but imagined that she would return. The Sallavarians and the Sculleys shared a family estate here that was supposed to be very grand. Not to mention the Royal Palace itself. All places to visit down the road.
Once inside the Order Hall, the passengers are let out. There is surprisingly little resistance until cannon fire blasts through the tower from the outside! “So that's what a magi-cannon does,” Argent mutters to herself. She rapidly erects a Wall of Force for protection and it withstands the next attack. Everyone is quickly back inside the Stone House and we teleport to the Sallavarian Estate. The Stone House is opened up once more and those inside disembark. Reunions are had as it turns out that the Captain of the Royal Guard is an older brother to Sir Corley. Jallarzi arrives with their father, General Logan Rowan, not long after that.
After a time the Lady Argent decides that she is tired and wants to wind down from the events of the day. After a short conversation with Jallarzi, Lady Argent steps up to Chareos. “I'm going to head up to my room to relax and unwind before turning in,” she says. “Want to spend some quiet time together or are you going to stay here with the King and his court?” Chareos agrees and we begin the walk to my room on the third floor of the estate. This was my home when I was Jallarzi's apprentice.
“I've seen a Wall of Force before,” Lady Argent explains as they get closer to her quarters. “Been on the wrong side of one in fact. It was nice to be able to use on to my advantage.”
She opens the door to her quarters and is in for a huge surprise. There are a pair of people already in her room! There is another Argent dressed in her sleeping clothes! With her is Burant, the other apprentice of Lord Sharadin. Burant and Chareos knew each other from that time. Lady Argent had briefly met Burant when she was trying to apprentice herself to Lord Sharadin. They shared a kiss before Argent became Jallarzi's apprentice. Now they were both in her room!
The other Argent glares at Lady Argent and a different kind of Civil War erupts after that.
With that, Argent's Tale begins. It's Book 13 of Argent's Adventures and it is appropriately called “Civil War”. Its the tale of when Argent learns what it is like to put up with herself.
There are some who knew there were more that one Argent. It was mentioned at a Council Meeting Sir Acerion and Sir Validar attended. Lady Argent told Chareos herself when they visited Karn's Keep in the Cynalon Knights game. Sherra was coming across tales of Argent and a barbarian converting a dragon hide into leather garments while in Elcadan. That was the other argent and all of that was leading to this. In fact a 3rd Argent was discovered in the Sylvan Realm game. That one, now calling herself Maggie, will figure into the story as well. I'll create a new forum below this one where the story will be posted. Coming soon!
Right before casting her spells on the deck of the Blackhawk, the Lady Argent takes in the city below her. It is Alexandria, the capitol of the Kingdom of Cynalon. The Invoker had never been to Alexandria before, but imagined that she would return. The Sallavarians and the Sculleys shared a family estate here that was supposed to be very grand. Not to mention the Royal Palace itself. All places to visit down the road.
Once inside the Order Hall, the passengers are let out. There is surprisingly little resistance until cannon fire blasts through the tower from the outside! “So that's what a magi-cannon does,” Argent mutters to herself. She rapidly erects a Wall of Force for protection and it withstands the next attack. Everyone is quickly back inside the Stone House and we teleport to the Sallavarian Estate. The Stone House is opened up once more and those inside disembark. Reunions are had as it turns out that the Captain of the Royal Guard is an older brother to Sir Corley. Jallarzi arrives with their father, General Logan Rowan, not long after that.
After a time the Lady Argent decides that she is tired and wants to wind down from the events of the day. After a short conversation with Jallarzi, Lady Argent steps up to Chareos. “I'm going to head up to my room to relax and unwind before turning in,” she says. “Want to spend some quiet time together or are you going to stay here with the King and his court?” Chareos agrees and we begin the walk to my room on the third floor of the estate. This was my home when I was Jallarzi's apprentice.
“I've seen a Wall of Force before,” Lady Argent explains as they get closer to her quarters. “Been on the wrong side of one in fact. It was nice to be able to use on to my advantage.”
She opens the door to her quarters and is in for a huge surprise. There are a pair of people already in her room! There is another Argent dressed in her sleeping clothes! With her is Burant, the other apprentice of Lord Sharadin. Burant and Chareos knew each other from that time. Lady Argent had briefly met Burant when she was trying to apprentice herself to Lord Sharadin. They shared a kiss before Argent became Jallarzi's apprentice. Now they were both in her room!
The other Argent glares at Lady Argent and a different kind of Civil War erupts after that.
With that, Argent's Tale begins. It's Book 13 of Argent's Adventures and it is appropriately called “Civil War”. Its the tale of when Argent learns what it is like to put up with herself.
There are some who knew there were more that one Argent. It was mentioned at a Council Meeting Sir Acerion and Sir Validar attended. Lady Argent told Chareos herself when they visited Karn's Keep in the Cynalon Knights game. Sherra was coming across tales of Argent and a barbarian converting a dragon hide into leather garments while in Elcadan. That was the other argent and all of that was leading to this. In fact a 3rd Argent was discovered in the Sylvan Realm game. That one, now calling herself Maggie, will figure into the story as well. I'll create a new forum below this one where the story will be posted. Coming soon!
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Re: New Frontiers #115
Ivy:
Ivy is quiet and mostly daydreams as she rides along towards Elcadan in Jallarzi's carriage. The Duchess herself invited Ivy to ride with her into town along with Jallarzi and Gabriella. The others chat as they ride along, but Ivy really isn't listening to them talk. She's too lost in trying to keep herself together at this point to participate in any meaningful manner.
Finally, the carriage and the riders surrounding it arrive at the Azrellan Temple located in Old Town. It's an older building, like most in Old Town, made of brick and standing three stories high. While maybe not much to look at, for Ivy it is home.
“Ivy!” A small voice calls out. Ivy hasn't gone but a few steps inside when one of the orphans latches on to her leg. To no great surprise it is Sephie, one of Ivy's favorites. Reaching down, Ivy lifts Sephie up into her arms.
“This is Sephie,” Ivy explains to her guests. “One of the orphans here. We suspect that she is part elf given the shape of her ears. Isn't she just adorable?”
“An absolute treasure,” Duchess Lysandra announces with a smile as she takes Sephies little hand. “I had forgotten what it was like here. So many children...”
“Orphans like me,” Ivy quietly adds.
“Hello lady!” Sephie calls out, having no idea just whom she is talking with.
“Hello Sephie,” the Duchess responds with a joyful laugh.
The Duchess visits for a time, paying her respects to Mother Boelle. Afterwards, she announces that she'll be continuing on towards Castle Elcadan to catch up with the Duke and others. Ivy is not quite ready to leave and so stays behind. Unfortunately, Mother Elspeth is not here, but rather at the castle, so Ivy won't stay behind too long as she wants to catch up with her sister. She'll make the walk to Castle Elcadan in a little while.
It's mid afternoon by the time Ivy reaches the castle. She has to pass through numerous guards to enter the courtyard and approach the main entrance to the castle itself. Last night was the first time Ivy had ever been inside the castle grounds before, and it was dark, so this is the initial opportunity to see it during the day.
Castle Elcadan is huge, almost as large as the Duke's Fortress in Corunglain. Wide steps lead up to the front entrance. Another guard post is passed and a hallway leads into a grand hall. The hall is very large and with the exception of a second floor walkway surrounding the outer edge of the hall, the area is two stories high. It takes a while, but Ivy finally realizes that this was where she destroyed the swarm of wraiths that the demons had left here. Her turning ability was amplified by the Shield of Life that Mother Boelle had entrusted to Ivy. Ivy was still unsure she was even worthy to carry such a holy artifact.
Locating Elspeth in the crowd, Ivy makes her way to her. The two hug and talk for a time. Sir Acerion is spotted standing guard over the Duke. Ivy will wave when he looks her way, but otherwise does not interfere with his duties. Later on Duke Relon makes an announcement.
Ivy and Elspeth make their way out of the castle together. She's hoping to have a word with Acerion and just slip away with him and avoid all of this, but fate has other ideas.
“Lady Ivy!” Duchess Lysandra calls out. “Please join us once more.”
“Yes, Your Grace,” Ivy reluctantly answers. It's not what she wanted to do, but seems to have no choice in the matter. Subject to the orders of nobles once more.
Stepping inside the carriage, Ivy sits beside Gabriella again. Surprisingly Gabriella leans over and gives Ivy a long, wordless hug. Ivy tries to give a hopefully smile back, but fails miserably.
Ivy knew of the Waterfall Inn but by reputation only. It was the most expensive place to dine in Elcadan and Ivy suspected that it only served fancy dishes and not the everyday kind of food she was used to eating. This evening was going to drag.
Before long, the carriage and the swarm of riders accompanying it reach the famous Waterfall Inn. Ivy disembarks and is content to wait inside the door of the establishment for Acerion to enter. However, Her Grace has other ideas and sends Ivy, Gabriella, Jallarzi and her daughter the Lady Rachel up the stairs to the second floor.
Up top there is a large common dining area. There are several doors leading off from this main chamber, but Ivy has no idea what those are for. The smell of the food was most inviting and Ivy realized that she hadn't eaten yet today. Ivy is standing off to one side unsure what she should be doing when the King himself and his consort enter the area. The Duchess speaks to them.
Ivy is quiet and mostly daydreams as she rides along towards Elcadan in Jallarzi's carriage. The Duchess herself invited Ivy to ride with her into town along with Jallarzi and Gabriella. The others chat as they ride along, but Ivy really isn't listening to them talk. She's too lost in trying to keep herself together at this point to participate in any meaningful manner.
Finally, the carriage and the riders surrounding it arrive at the Azrellan Temple located in Old Town. It's an older building, like most in Old Town, made of brick and standing three stories high. While maybe not much to look at, for Ivy it is home.
“Ivy!” A small voice calls out. Ivy hasn't gone but a few steps inside when one of the orphans latches on to her leg. To no great surprise it is Sephie, one of Ivy's favorites. Reaching down, Ivy lifts Sephie up into her arms.
“This is Sephie,” Ivy explains to her guests. “One of the orphans here. We suspect that she is part elf given the shape of her ears. Isn't she just adorable?”
“An absolute treasure,” Duchess Lysandra announces with a smile as she takes Sephies little hand. “I had forgotten what it was like here. So many children...”
“Orphans like me,” Ivy quietly adds.
“Hello lady!” Sephie calls out, having no idea just whom she is talking with.
“Hello Sephie,” the Duchess responds with a joyful laugh.
The Duchess visits for a time, paying her respects to Mother Boelle. Afterwards, she announces that she'll be continuing on towards Castle Elcadan to catch up with the Duke and others. Ivy is not quite ready to leave and so stays behind. Unfortunately, Mother Elspeth is not here, but rather at the castle, so Ivy won't stay behind too long as she wants to catch up with her sister. She'll make the walk to Castle Elcadan in a little while.
It's mid afternoon by the time Ivy reaches the castle. She has to pass through numerous guards to enter the courtyard and approach the main entrance to the castle itself. Last night was the first time Ivy had ever been inside the castle grounds before, and it was dark, so this is the initial opportunity to see it during the day.
Castle Elcadan is huge, almost as large as the Duke's Fortress in Corunglain. Wide steps lead up to the front entrance. Another guard post is passed and a hallway leads into a grand hall. The hall is very large and with the exception of a second floor walkway surrounding the outer edge of the hall, the area is two stories high. It takes a while, but Ivy finally realizes that this was where she destroyed the swarm of wraiths that the demons had left here. Her turning ability was amplified by the Shield of Life that Mother Boelle had entrusted to Ivy. Ivy was still unsure she was even worthy to carry such a holy artifact.
Locating Elspeth in the crowd, Ivy makes her way to her. The two hug and talk for a time. Sir Acerion is spotted standing guard over the Duke. Ivy will wave when he looks her way, but otherwise does not interfere with his duties. Later on Duke Relon makes an announcement.
Ivy isn't sure what to make of that. She'd rather have a quiet evening with Acerion, something that they haven't been able to do much as of late. Would they ever have any time together? Would they ever get away from all these nobles?Duke Relon wrote:As the afternoon is winding down, Duke Relon gets everyone's attention. “My friends, I have an announcement to make. I've taken the liberty of handling this evening's dining plans. It appears to me that tonight will be quiet and that we should take full advantage of such to spend some quality time with our friends and loved ones before our lives become far more interesting once more. To that end, we shall be partaking this evening at the Waterfall Inn here in Elcadan. If you would accompany me, we shall make our way there now.”
Ivy and Elspeth make their way out of the castle together. She's hoping to have a word with Acerion and just slip away with him and avoid all of this, but fate has other ideas.
“Lady Ivy!” Duchess Lysandra calls out. “Please join us once more.”
“Yes, Your Grace,” Ivy reluctantly answers. It's not what she wanted to do, but seems to have no choice in the matter. Subject to the orders of nobles once more.
Stepping inside the carriage, Ivy sits beside Gabriella again. Surprisingly Gabriella leans over and gives Ivy a long, wordless hug. Ivy tries to give a hopefully smile back, but fails miserably.
“No, Your Grace,” Ivy plainly answered.“What are you up to, Aunt Lysandra,” Jallarzi inquires.
“It is as Relon said, dear,” the Duchess answered. “A bit of quiet time for friends and lovers over a fine meal.”
“I think it is a lovely gesture,” Lady Allonica adds, with a smile.
Turning towards Lady Ivy, Her Grace asked, “Have you ever been to the Waterfall Inn before, Lady Ivy?”
“Sounds wonderful,” Ivy replies but isn't very convincing.Duchess Lysandra wrote:“You're in for a treat, my dear,” Duchess Lysandra offered. “Relon and I spent many an evening there when were courting. The food is exquisite and the setting, very romantic. This will be an evening that you will not soon forget. The Streel River Trout is the local delicacy.”
Ivy knew of the Waterfall Inn but by reputation only. It was the most expensive place to dine in Elcadan and Ivy suspected that it only served fancy dishes and not the everyday kind of food she was used to eating. This evening was going to drag.
Before long, the carriage and the swarm of riders accompanying it reach the famous Waterfall Inn. Ivy disembarks and is content to wait inside the door of the establishment for Acerion to enter. However, Her Grace has other ideas and sends Ivy, Gabriella, Jallarzi and her daughter the Lady Rachel up the stairs to the second floor.
Up top there is a large common dining area. There are several doors leading off from this main chamber, but Ivy has no idea what those are for. The smell of the food was most inviting and Ivy realized that she hadn't eaten yet today. Ivy is standing off to one side unsure what she should be doing when the King himself and his consort enter the area. The Duchess speaks to them.
“This is a most wonderful and unexpected gift, Your Grace,” Ivy says, tears starting to form in her eyes. Moving forward, she hugs the Duchess. “Thank you so much.”Duchess Lysandra turns to face King Victor and Dame Sharl, who are currently arm in arm. “My liege, these side rooms are reserved for more private gatherings. Please enjoy a private meal and delight in each other's company on this quiet evening.”
“Thank you for this,” King Victor states, as he exchanges a glance with Dame Sharl. “A chance for some privacy without the weight of one's station is most welcomed.”
“Most welcomed, indeed,” Dame Sharl reiterates. “We will enjoy this wonderful gift, Your Grace.” With that, the King and presumably future Queen enter their private chamber and close the door.
Turning to Lady Ivy, Duchess Lysandra says, “We are offering you and Sir Acerion the same gift as we are giving the King, Lady Ivy. Go and enjoy a few hours of peace and tranquility in each other's company.”
Releasing the Duchess, Ivy turns and finds Acerion close by. She rushes over and takes his hand, overjoyed at finally being together. Hand in hand they enter one of the side rooms and close the door behind them.Duchess Lysandra wrote:“You're most welcome, child,” the Duchess responds to the hug. “Have a pleasant evening.”
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Re: New Frontiers #115
Ivy Continued:
A two person dining table sits inside the small, candlelit room. The waterfalls that the Inn takes its name from can be seen outside. Fresh bread is there and the smell just makes Ivy even more hungry.
“This is nice,” Ivy will say as she sets her holy mace down in the corner. “It is wonderful to finally have some time alone. Come, lets get you out of that armor.”
After that task is done, Acerion helps Ivy to her seat. Ivy nibbles on a piece of bread spread with butter while they look at the menu. She fills her glass with water from the nearby pitcher. She'll provide Acerion with water should he so desire it.
“They have quite a large selection,” Ivy notes looking at the menu while trying to make small talk to fill the uncomfortable silence.
Not long afterwards there is a knock on the door and a server enters. She welcome us to the Waterfall Inn and inquires if we are ready to order our meal. By this point we've mostly decided.
“I would like the stuffed chicken breast with potatoes, please,” Ivy tells the server. Acerion orders a larger meal including a wine. Ivy passes on wine and is content to have water.
Ivy stops and takes a long drink of her water and nibbles on another piece of bread.
“Boelle was the first adult that I remember,” Ivy explains. “I was a baby when I came to the orphanage, so I have no memory of my real parents. I was a little bit older when I became friends with Elspeth. As children, we were inseparable. We even shared the same bed when we were small. In time we considered each other the sister we never had.”
“Boelle would play with us when she could. She cared for many children of course, but I'd like to think that we were her favorites. She definitely was ours. She'd tuck us in each night and tell us a story. I remember being so happy. I was too young to realize just how poor we were. Boelle never mentioned how hard it was to provide food for all the children. I never realized until later when I was the one tending to the children how often we had to use clerical magic just to provide food and drink. Here in the supposed 'Jewel of the West', we had to use magic to feed children. That's horrible.”
Ivy suddenly laughs as she remembers a cherished memory. “Elspeth and I were about six years old when we decided to be Boelle's helpers. We'd follow her around all day trying to help her. Looking back, I am sure we were mostly in her way, but Boelle didn't seem to mind. That's when both of us decided to become a Priestess of Azrella.”
There is another knock on the door and the server enters once more holding a tray with our meals. They are placed before us and then she departs after making sure we have everything we need.
“This does smell really good,” Ivy happily notes. “I'd be terrified to know how much this all costs.” Ivy takes a bit of her chicken and finds it to be delicious. “Oh my goddess! This is so good!”
The two eat in silence for a time.
“How is the trout?” Ivy will ask. “I've heard that it is really good, but never had any. I believe they say that its melts in your mouth, but lacks the strong fishy taste that other fish have.”
“Boelle was also our teacher when it came to our priestess training,” Ivy says picking up her story. “We were older now and no longer children. We followed her around once more, but this time we had to really do work. We started to tend to the other younger children. In time we started to go outside the Temple and try to do our good works out in the city.”
“That's when I realized just how horrible things were here in Elcadan,” Ivy notes as she continues to consume her meal. “I was shocked just how bad it was. Just how much Boelle and the other Priestesses had hid from us when we were children. The nobles and those who worked for them were just plain evil. Of course we now know the real story, but when I was younger, I considered all nobles to be evil and horrible. Thankfully, the followers of Hieroneous helped protect us, but there was only so much they could do.”
“It made me angry,” Ivy says in an ashamed voice. “So, so angry. I can't remember how many times I let rage consume me and did something inappropriate. How many times Azrella took her gifts away and I had to earn them back. Learning about undead made me angry too. That pushed me into being an undead hunter. I don't know how many times I sought them out so I could just pummel them into mush. I just want to destroy all of them. Still do.”
Ivy laughs slightly once more. “I guess you didn't realize that between you and me that I would be the violent one. Eventually I was old enough and skilled enough to go out on adventures. To go outside the city. Leaving here was a blessing, but I always had to go back. I couldn't leave the people behind to endure what was going on here.”
“Boelle was always trying to tell me that not all nobles were like this in Elcadan. I didn't believe her. My hatred of nobles has clouded my eyes without question. Turned things into insults that were not meant to be. Twisted the words of others to fit my view of the world. I tried to follow what Boelle told me, but I failed her.”
“Then I met you,” Ivy says looking at Acerion. “Wonderful you just filled me with all those things that I was missing. You made me feel whole for the first time in a long time. But in time, I started to slide back to my old ways once more. The king made me a noble, the very thing I hated. I understand that it was a great gift, but it does not feel like one. The others have tried to draw me into your world, but I've been fighting them. Then the people of Wrassledown were turned into undead and we had to kill them. Boelle, the closest thing I have to a mother, died. One tragedy after another.”
“And here we are,” Ivy concludes. “In the probably the most romantic setting that we've been in and I'm miserable. I think--- I think I need to step back from all of this and try to heal myself. I'm no good to anyone like this. I'm going to leave the Guardians and return to my home temple until I am well again. We can still spend time together when you are in town. I hope that you can understand what I am doing. I hope I can be worthy of your love once more. What I wouldn't give for a horde of undead to destroy.”
A two person dining table sits inside the small, candlelit room. The waterfalls that the Inn takes its name from can be seen outside. Fresh bread is there and the smell just makes Ivy even more hungry.
“This is nice,” Ivy will say as she sets her holy mace down in the corner. “It is wonderful to finally have some time alone. Come, lets get you out of that armor.”
After that task is done, Acerion helps Ivy to her seat. Ivy nibbles on a piece of bread spread with butter while they look at the menu. She fills her glass with water from the nearby pitcher. She'll provide Acerion with water should he so desire it.
“They have quite a large selection,” Ivy notes looking at the menu while trying to make small talk to fill the uncomfortable silence.
Not long afterwards there is a knock on the door and a server enters. She welcome us to the Waterfall Inn and inquires if we are ready to order our meal. By this point we've mostly decided.
“I would like the stuffed chicken breast with potatoes, please,” Ivy tells the server. Acerion orders a larger meal including a wine. Ivy passes on wine and is content to have water.
“I--,” Ivy says and then stops. “I am not well. Miserable actually. This has been so hard for me. Between Boelle's death and what happened in Wrassledown, I feel worn out. I'm just so angry inside, so filled with rage. All my fears and hatreds are just running wild inside me.”Sir Acerion wrote:"How are you holding up, my dear Ivy?" the paladin inquires.
Ivy stops and takes a long drink of her water and nibbles on another piece of bread.
“Boelle was the first adult that I remember,” Ivy explains. “I was a baby when I came to the orphanage, so I have no memory of my real parents. I was a little bit older when I became friends with Elspeth. As children, we were inseparable. We even shared the same bed when we were small. In time we considered each other the sister we never had.”
“Boelle would play with us when she could. She cared for many children of course, but I'd like to think that we were her favorites. She definitely was ours. She'd tuck us in each night and tell us a story. I remember being so happy. I was too young to realize just how poor we were. Boelle never mentioned how hard it was to provide food for all the children. I never realized until later when I was the one tending to the children how often we had to use clerical magic just to provide food and drink. Here in the supposed 'Jewel of the West', we had to use magic to feed children. That's horrible.”
Ivy suddenly laughs as she remembers a cherished memory. “Elspeth and I were about six years old when we decided to be Boelle's helpers. We'd follow her around all day trying to help her. Looking back, I am sure we were mostly in her way, but Boelle didn't seem to mind. That's when both of us decided to become a Priestess of Azrella.”
There is another knock on the door and the server enters once more holding a tray with our meals. They are placed before us and then she departs after making sure we have everything we need.
“This does smell really good,” Ivy happily notes. “I'd be terrified to know how much this all costs.” Ivy takes a bit of her chicken and finds it to be delicious. “Oh my goddess! This is so good!”
The two eat in silence for a time.
“How is the trout?” Ivy will ask. “I've heard that it is really good, but never had any. I believe they say that its melts in your mouth, but lacks the strong fishy taste that other fish have.”
“Boelle was also our teacher when it came to our priestess training,” Ivy says picking up her story. “We were older now and no longer children. We followed her around once more, but this time we had to really do work. We started to tend to the other younger children. In time we started to go outside the Temple and try to do our good works out in the city.”
“That's when I realized just how horrible things were here in Elcadan,” Ivy notes as she continues to consume her meal. “I was shocked just how bad it was. Just how much Boelle and the other Priestesses had hid from us when we were children. The nobles and those who worked for them were just plain evil. Of course we now know the real story, but when I was younger, I considered all nobles to be evil and horrible. Thankfully, the followers of Hieroneous helped protect us, but there was only so much they could do.”
“It made me angry,” Ivy says in an ashamed voice. “So, so angry. I can't remember how many times I let rage consume me and did something inappropriate. How many times Azrella took her gifts away and I had to earn them back. Learning about undead made me angry too. That pushed me into being an undead hunter. I don't know how many times I sought them out so I could just pummel them into mush. I just want to destroy all of them. Still do.”
Ivy laughs slightly once more. “I guess you didn't realize that between you and me that I would be the violent one. Eventually I was old enough and skilled enough to go out on adventures. To go outside the city. Leaving here was a blessing, but I always had to go back. I couldn't leave the people behind to endure what was going on here.”
“Boelle was always trying to tell me that not all nobles were like this in Elcadan. I didn't believe her. My hatred of nobles has clouded my eyes without question. Turned things into insults that were not meant to be. Twisted the words of others to fit my view of the world. I tried to follow what Boelle told me, but I failed her.”
“Then I met you,” Ivy says looking at Acerion. “Wonderful you just filled me with all those things that I was missing. You made me feel whole for the first time in a long time. But in time, I started to slide back to my old ways once more. The king made me a noble, the very thing I hated. I understand that it was a great gift, but it does not feel like one. The others have tried to draw me into your world, but I've been fighting them. Then the people of Wrassledown were turned into undead and we had to kill them. Boelle, the closest thing I have to a mother, died. One tragedy after another.”
“And here we are,” Ivy concludes. “In the probably the most romantic setting that we've been in and I'm miserable. I think--- I think I need to step back from all of this and try to heal myself. I'm no good to anyone like this. I'm going to leave the Guardians and return to my home temple until I am well again. We can still spend time together when you are in town. I hope that you can understand what I am doing. I hope I can be worthy of your love once more. What I wouldn't give for a horde of undead to destroy.”
For the glory of the Blue Lady!
Re: New Frontiers #115
Lady Gabriella Allonica
On the way to Castle Elcadan, the weather is cooler than Gabriella would have liked. She makes sure to bring along a light over-jacket for the trip. The ride on the way in is comfortable and casual, as she makes small talk with the Duchess and Validar’s cousin Jallarzi. Not unsurprisingly, Ivy is mostly silent on the ride and seems lost in her own world. Gabby takes a few opportunities to glance her way during the conversations but there isn’t much interaction. Whatever world Ivy is experiencing doesn’t seem to be a pleasant one.
Eventually the carriage arrives at the Azrellan Temple in Old Town. Gabriella had not visited here previously. The Temple appears rather modest. Not a surprise given their mission and the circumstances of Elcadan’s previous “leaders”. Ivy quickly steps out of the carriage as soon as it stops. An escape, Gabriella thinks, as much as a reunion.
Coming up behind Ivy who has quickly drawn the attention of a young, possibly half-elven, girl, and Duchess Lysandra, she joins them as the orphans flock around. Gabriella smiles at the children, tousling the hair of one dark haired little girl who stood nearby, her big eyes staring. She kneels down and puts her hand on the child’s shoulder. “And what is your name, little one?”
The girl is somewhat shy and doesn’t answer right away. Finally, the name “Elara” is whispered.
“What a beautiful name, Elara. It sounds like the name of a princess.” The little girl smiled again shyly. The thought never showed on her face, as Gabriella kept a wide smile continuously, but it was sobering that all these children were here because they had lost their parents. Gabriella cast another glance at Ivy. She didn’t want to steal Ivy’s thunder but something more needed to be done for these innocent, unfortunate children. She would make an effort to talk to Duchess Lysandra about what they could do to help the situation. Validar had already indicated the plan to help move the poor from the overcrowded section of Elcadan to other territories. Helping the children would be a different plan entirely.
After spending some time with the children, Ivy leads them in to the Temple proper where they are able to pay their respects. Lysandra knew Boelle, but Gabriella had never met her, so she keeps her actions formal, quiet and respectful.
Eventually they are heading on to the castle. Ivy is staying behind unsurprisingly but joins the rest after a short visit here. When the Duke and Duchess indicate that everyone was going to share a dinner at the very fancy and very scrumptious Waterfall Inn, everyone was quite excited. Gabriella had the opportunity to dine here once before, several years prior and the food and service was top notch. This would prove to be a quite memorable evening for everyone.
Except perhaps for their Azrellan priestess. Gabby easily caught the look of dismay on Ivy’s face at the announcement and again when Lysandra asked her to join us in Jallarzi’s carriage. When Ivy reluctantly sat next to her, Gabriella reached out and gave her a long, silent hug. They might not have the closest of relationships, but it was clear when someone needed a hug and Gabriella wasn’t about to skip this needed opportunity.
The Inn looked much the same as Gabriella had remembered it. If something works, you usually do not change it. The waterfall was a beautiful feature. Chatting with Rachel at the top of the stairs, they waited for everyone to assemble. The King and Sharl head to their private dinner. And then the surprise for Sir Acerion and Ivy is announced and Gabriella is very happy for them. Ivy is clearly emotional about the kind gesture and as she breaks her hug with the Duchess, Gabriella clears her throat to catch Ivy’s attention.
She doesn’t say anything, but makes a motion with her hands miming talking and then points to Acerion. She smiles at seeing Ivy rush to her knight’s side and hopes that tonight is a chance for Ivy to resolve some of her internal demons.
Once Sir Corley and Lady Rachel take the time to remove their armor, they are all sat at the large dinner table, enjoying a very fine meal. The Duke takes some time to interrogate Jalarzi’s boyfriend. Apparently the charade of a hidden relationship was more well known than the pair had realized.
“I'm so pleased for you, Jallarzi!” Lady Allonica added with a light clap of her hands. “And for you as well, High Priest. You make a lovely couple.” Killian seemed a bit too theatrical and over the top, but if Jallarzi chose him, then he must not be all bad. “If I may inquire, Lady Jallarzi, why did you seek to hide the relationship? The two of you are obviously enamored of each other.”
Gabriella enjoyed the meal and the conversation, but her mind wandered a few times to her love, Validar, who was on a mission to rescue some of the Knights of the Order in Alexandria. They’d had a spat the night before and hadn’t yet truly resolved it. Still she wished he could be here now. She wished that they’d had the time to talk out the issue of the dangers he faced. And here he was on another vital, yet dangerous, mission. She was trying to be happy and she was was especially happy that her own sit down interrogation with the Duke and Duchess had already been completed.
On the way to Castle Elcadan, the weather is cooler than Gabriella would have liked. She makes sure to bring along a light over-jacket for the trip. The ride on the way in is comfortable and casual, as she makes small talk with the Duchess and Validar’s cousin Jallarzi. Not unsurprisingly, Ivy is mostly silent on the ride and seems lost in her own world. Gabby takes a few opportunities to glance her way during the conversations but there isn’t much interaction. Whatever world Ivy is experiencing doesn’t seem to be a pleasant one.
Eventually the carriage arrives at the Azrellan Temple in Old Town. Gabriella had not visited here previously. The Temple appears rather modest. Not a surprise given their mission and the circumstances of Elcadan’s previous “leaders”. Ivy quickly steps out of the carriage as soon as it stops. An escape, Gabriella thinks, as much as a reunion.
Coming up behind Ivy who has quickly drawn the attention of a young, possibly half-elven, girl, and Duchess Lysandra, she joins them as the orphans flock around. Gabriella smiles at the children, tousling the hair of one dark haired little girl who stood nearby, her big eyes staring. She kneels down and puts her hand on the child’s shoulder. “And what is your name, little one?”
The girl is somewhat shy and doesn’t answer right away. Finally, the name “Elara” is whispered.
“What a beautiful name, Elara. It sounds like the name of a princess.” The little girl smiled again shyly. The thought never showed on her face, as Gabriella kept a wide smile continuously, but it was sobering that all these children were here because they had lost their parents. Gabriella cast another glance at Ivy. She didn’t want to steal Ivy’s thunder but something more needed to be done for these innocent, unfortunate children. She would make an effort to talk to Duchess Lysandra about what they could do to help the situation. Validar had already indicated the plan to help move the poor from the overcrowded section of Elcadan to other territories. Helping the children would be a different plan entirely.
After spending some time with the children, Ivy leads them in to the Temple proper where they are able to pay their respects. Lysandra knew Boelle, but Gabriella had never met her, so she keeps her actions formal, quiet and respectful.
Eventually they are heading on to the castle. Ivy is staying behind unsurprisingly but joins the rest after a short visit here. When the Duke and Duchess indicate that everyone was going to share a dinner at the very fancy and very scrumptious Waterfall Inn, everyone was quite excited. Gabriella had the opportunity to dine here once before, several years prior and the food and service was top notch. This would prove to be a quite memorable evening for everyone.
Except perhaps for their Azrellan priestess. Gabby easily caught the look of dismay on Ivy’s face at the announcement and again when Lysandra asked her to join us in Jallarzi’s carriage. When Ivy reluctantly sat next to her, Gabriella reached out and gave her a long, silent hug. They might not have the closest of relationships, but it was clear when someone needed a hug and Gabriella wasn’t about to skip this needed opportunity.
The Inn looked much the same as Gabriella had remembered it. If something works, you usually do not change it. The waterfall was a beautiful feature. Chatting with Rachel at the top of the stairs, they waited for everyone to assemble. The King and Sharl head to their private dinner. And then the surprise for Sir Acerion and Ivy is announced and Gabriella is very happy for them. Ivy is clearly emotional about the kind gesture and as she breaks her hug with the Duchess, Gabriella clears her throat to catch Ivy’s attention.
She doesn’t say anything, but makes a motion with her hands miming talking and then points to Acerion. She smiles at seeing Ivy rush to her knight’s side and hopes that tonight is a chance for Ivy to resolve some of her internal demons.
Once Sir Corley and Lady Rachel take the time to remove their armor, they are all sat at the large dinner table, enjoying a very fine meal. The Duke takes some time to interrogate Jalarzi’s boyfriend. Apparently the charade of a hidden relationship was more well known than the pair had realized.
“I'm so pleased for you, Jallarzi!” Lady Allonica added with a light clap of her hands. “And for you as well, High Priest. You make a lovely couple.” Killian seemed a bit too theatrical and over the top, but if Jallarzi chose him, then he must not be all bad. “If I may inquire, Lady Jallarzi, why did you seek to hide the relationship? The two of you are obviously enamored of each other.”
Gabriella enjoyed the meal and the conversation, but her mind wandered a few times to her love, Validar, who was on a mission to rescue some of the Knights of the Order in Alexandria. They’d had a spat the night before and hadn’t yet truly resolved it. Still she wished he could be here now. She wished that they’d had the time to talk out the issue of the dangers he faced. And here he was on another vital, yet dangerous, mission. She was trying to be happy and she was was especially happy that her own sit down interrogation with the Duke and Duchess had already been completed.
Acerion
Sir Acerion:
Any uncertainty after asking Ivy how she is faring is immediately lost. It becomes clear that she wants to talk, maybe desperately so, and so Acerion lets her. He smiles at the memories she remembers and shares, but it is clear that the pleasantness is woven through a more challenging life that Boelle attempted to shield Ivy and the other children from.
"It is quite good," he states, "there is plenty here for me already, so I do not mind sharing."
The conversation continues to be mostly dominated by Ivy as she picks up talking once more. Then things turn from happier memories and stories to some of the things truly bothering her. Acerion allows her to speak, largely uninterrupted, only chiming in at points he feels need to be stressed.
After a moment, the paladin continues, "I would be concerned if you were happy about it. While it comes with obligations, it will open doors you might not otherwise have had access to, and with that you can accomplish more of the things you truly want. Some get drunk on the power; others waste it away in laziness or debaucherous pursuits. If you reflect upon it, you might find you can accomplish all of the things you want for all of those you care for my lady."
"While I would challenge legions for the chance to stand beside you forever, I will not defy any request of yours. I have my duties that are not yet quite met, but there is a place I see in my meditations that I want to show to you. That can only happen when you are ready and when I feel confident that I can step back and this realm, this world, is in a place where I can truly rest for a time."
"Heal yourself, Ivy," Acerion states firmly, "and then return to us. Return to me. Then we can finish all this, and I will take your hand so that we can walk together as we are meant to do." He stands, pulling her up to him and holding her in an embrace.
There is nothing more to say in this moment, and so Acerion holds Ivy for as long as that moment allows, as the candles dim and the distant sounds of conversation and revelry drift through the night.
It is only at that point that Acerion realizes that the armor would be quite unnecessary at a dinner such as this. He hadn't paid much mind, being perfectly fine with simply removing the gauntlets and the helm but allows Ivy to help him with the rest of the burden.“This is nice,” Ivy will say as she sets her holy mace down in the corner. “It is wonderful to finally have some time alone. Come, lets get you out of that armor.”
Any uncertainty after asking Ivy how she is faring is immediately lost. It becomes clear that she wants to talk, maybe desperately so, and so Acerion lets her. He smiles at the memories she remembers and shares, but it is clear that the pleasantness is woven through a more challenging life that Boelle attempted to shield Ivy and the other children from.
Acerion holds back any comment he might have made in other company about the cost of things but is otherwise pleased that Ivy is allowing herself to enjoy the meal. When she mentions the trout, Acerion gestures towards the separate plate it was delivered on as it was not his primary course.“This does smell really good,” Ivy happily notes. “I'd be terrified to know how much this all costs.” Ivy takes a bit of her chicken and finds it to be delicious. “Oh my goddess! This is so good!”
The two eat in silence for a time.
“How is the trout?” Ivy will ask. “I've heard that it is really good, but never had any. I believe they say that its melts in your mouth, but lacks the strong fishy taste that other fish have.”
"It is quite good," he states, "there is plenty here for me already, so I do not mind sharing."
The conversation continues to be mostly dominated by Ivy as she picks up talking once more. Then things turn from happier memories and stories to some of the things truly bothering her. Acerion allows her to speak, largely uninterrupted, only chiming in at points he feels need to be stressed.
"Violence is a tool," Acerion says, but immediately feels it needs more explaining. "A crude one, to be certain, and often abused. Unfortunately, there are times when it is the only tool left, and then it must be wielded efficiently and definitively. One cannot take half-measures once violence becomes the option."Ivy laughs slightly once more. “I guess you didn't realize that between you and me that I would be the violent one. Eventually I was old enough and skilled enough to go out on adventures. To go outside the city. Leaving here was a blessing, but I always had to go back. I couldn't leave the people behind to endure what was going on here.”
"Nobility is not something one should be comfortable with," Acerion tries explaining. "If it does, then things have turned, and not for the better in almost all cases. There are those born to it, and too often they fall, sometimes very far, as you have seen. Some can catch themselves and right their course. For the rest, they try yet don't quite get there but should still be afforded recognition for the effort."“Then I met you,” Ivy says looking at Acerion. “Wonderful you just filled me with all those things that I was missing. You made me feel whole for the first time in a long time. But in time, I started to slide back to my old ways once more. The king made me a noble, the very thing I hated. I understand that it was a great gift, but it does not feel like one. The others have tried to draw me into your world, but I've been fighting them. Then the people of Wrassledown were turned into undead and we had to kill them. Boelle, the closest thing I have to a mother, died. One tragedy after another.”
After a moment, the paladin continues, "I would be concerned if you were happy about it. While it comes with obligations, it will open doors you might not otherwise have had access to, and with that you can accomplish more of the things you truly want. Some get drunk on the power; others waste it away in laziness or debaucherous pursuits. If you reflect upon it, you might find you can accomplish all of the things you want for all of those you care for my lady."
Acerion smiles sadly, reaching forward to cup her face in one of his hands, gently running his thumb across her cheek. "You are one of the strongest people I have been fortunate enough to know and become close to," he says softly, "and do not ever feel it is anything but strength to acknowledge when one must rest and heal."“And here we are,” Ivy concludes. “In the probably the most romantic setting that we've been in and I'm miserable. I think--- I think I need to step back from all of this and try to heal myself. I'm no good to anyone like this. I'm going to leave the Guardians and return to my home temple until I am well again. We can still spend time together when you are in town. I hope that you can understand what I am doing. I hope I can be worthy of your love once more. What I wouldn't give for a horde of undead to destroy.”
"While I would challenge legions for the chance to stand beside you forever, I will not defy any request of yours. I have my duties that are not yet quite met, but there is a place I see in my meditations that I want to show to you. That can only happen when you are ready and when I feel confident that I can step back and this realm, this world, is in a place where I can truly rest for a time."
"Heal yourself, Ivy," Acerion states firmly, "and then return to us. Return to me. Then we can finish all this, and I will take your hand so that we can walk together as we are meant to do." He stands, pulling her up to him and holding her in an embrace.
There is nothing more to say in this moment, and so Acerion holds Ivy for as long as that moment allows, as the candles dim and the distant sounds of conversation and revelry drift through the night.
Re: New Frontiers #115 - 11/20/571 - Tower Rescue, Waterfall Inn, Kings Late Night Court
Small Update:
Ride from the Azrellan Temple to Castle Elcadan:
Duchess Lysandra visits the Azrellan Temple to pay her respects to the late Mother Boelle. Afterwards, along with Gabriella and Jallarzi, she makes her way to the castle in the carriage.
“It's heartbreaking to see all those children,” the Duchess states. “Something must be done.”
“I provide what food I can,” Jallarzi explains. “My tailors are always crafting new clothes for the children when able. It never feels like enough. It's only going to get worse with this Civil War. I can speak with Mother Elspeth and find out what else they need.”
“That's a fine idea,” Lysandra says. “When was the last time a Spring Hunt was held?”
“A Spring Hunt?” Gabriella wondered. "What is that?"
“Wow, I forgotten about those,” Jallarzi answered. “Last one I remember was when I was a little girl.”
“Elcadan was very different before those demons arrived,” Lysandra tells Gabriella. “In the spring time, once it was warm enough the Duchess would hold a Spring Hunt. Small treats and gifts were hidden in the courtyard of the castle. Children would then go and hunt them down. All the children in Elcadan. Noble children and those of common parents and even the orphans would all partake in the event. It was fun for all. I think I shall reinstate this practice, assuming the Civil War is over by the spring time.”
Later on, Jallarzi will report to the Duchess that, “Elspeth's answer was pretty much what we expected, Your Grace. Food, clothes, help to care for the children and families to adopt them are their top needs.”
Waterfall Inn:
While the couples spend time together in the private dining areas, the conversation out on the main area centers around Jallarzi and Killian.
“But those moments, brief they may have been, were joyous,” Killian added. “A meal here, a few hours together there. Surely, you must know what that is like with your betrothed, Lady Allonica?”
GM Notes:
I'm going to modify the file titles here on the forum as you might have noticed. I'm including the game date and what events are happening in it. Basically 11/20/571 with the subjects being the Order Hall Rescue, Waterfall Inn, and late night Court.
NF#116 would be 11/21/571 Boelle's Funeral, Adventurers gather etc. The idea is keep the game day and the events of that day in just 1 post rather then spreading it out. I'll leave these posts open so everyone can have their say instead of dropping it because events have moved on.
Ride from the Azrellan Temple to Castle Elcadan:
Duchess Lysandra visits the Azrellan Temple to pay her respects to the late Mother Boelle. Afterwards, along with Gabriella and Jallarzi, she makes her way to the castle in the carriage.
“It's heartbreaking to see all those children,” the Duchess states. “Something must be done.”
“I provide what food I can,” Jallarzi explains. “My tailors are always crafting new clothes for the children when able. It never feels like enough. It's only going to get worse with this Civil War. I can speak with Mother Elspeth and find out what else they need.”
“That's a fine idea,” Lysandra says. “When was the last time a Spring Hunt was held?”
“A Spring Hunt?” Gabriella wondered. "What is that?"
“Wow, I forgotten about those,” Jallarzi answered. “Last one I remember was when I was a little girl.”
“Elcadan was very different before those demons arrived,” Lysandra tells Gabriella. “In the spring time, once it was warm enough the Duchess would hold a Spring Hunt. Small treats and gifts were hidden in the courtyard of the castle. Children would then go and hunt them down. All the children in Elcadan. Noble children and those of common parents and even the orphans would all partake in the event. It was fun for all. I think I shall reinstate this practice, assuming the Civil War is over by the spring time.”
Later on, Jallarzi will report to the Duchess that, “Elspeth's answer was pretty much what we expected, Your Grace. Food, clothes, help to care for the children and families to adopt them are their top needs.”
Waterfall Inn:
“I know full well the demands of duty, Sir Acerion,” Duke Relon states. “But I also know that duty can take one away from those they love as well. As hard as it may be, we must strive for balance in our lives. You've been protecting me at her expense. I am merely allowing you to make up for some of that lost time.”Sir Acerion wrote:"I appreciate the gesture, although you need not have troubled yourself over what was and will always be my duty," Acerion formally replies. "Still, it will be nice for the Lady Ivy to have the chance for a peaceful interlude given what she is contending with currently."
While the couples spend time together in the private dining areas, the conversation out on the main area centers around Jallarzi and Killian.
“You have to remember what Elcadan was like before we discovered the demons,” Jallarzi explained. “It simply felt safer to not let anyone know. Besides, we never knew if anything was going to come of it. After all, we're both very busy individuals and the time we could share together was brief.”Gabriella wrote:“I'm so pleased for you, Jallarzi!” Lady Allonica added with a light clap of her hands. “And for you as well, High Priest. You make a lovely couple.” Killian seemed a bit too theatrical and over the top, but if Jallarzi chose him, then he must not be all bad. “If I may inquire, Lady Jallarzi, why did you seek to hide the relationship? The two of you are obviously enamored of each other.”
“But those moments, brief they may have been, were joyous,” Killian added. “A meal here, a few hours together there. Surely, you must know what that is like with your betrothed, Lady Allonica?”
GM Notes:
I'm going to modify the file titles here on the forum as you might have noticed. I'm including the game date and what events are happening in it. Basically 11/20/571 with the subjects being the Order Hall Rescue, Waterfall Inn, and late night Court.
NF#116 would be 11/21/571 Boelle's Funeral, Adventurers gather etc. The idea is keep the game day and the events of that day in just 1 post rather then spreading it out. I'll leave these posts open so everyone can have their say instead of dropping it because events have moved on.
Try it and find out!
Ivy
Ivy:
Ivy and Acerion share a quiet meal at the Waterfall Inn.
As the evening winds down, Ivy will confirm the plans for tomorrow. “You're still coming with me to the funeral tomorrow?” She'll inquire. “Afterwards you can continue on with your duty and I'll return to the Temple. Perhaps there will be some time tomorrow evening for us to share?”
Before departing the Inn, Ivy will thank the Duke and Duchess for what they did here today. She'll smile and nod at Gabriella when their eyes meet. Ivy is content to walk the short distance back to her home temple this evening. She does not wish to ride in a fancy carriage. If Acerion accompanies her, it would be more special.
Ivy and Acerion share a quiet meal at the Waterfall Inn.
“I'll have a bite if you don't mind,” Ivy will say. “The fish we had when I was a child was quite awful. But it was food and we were hungry.” Ivy samples the fish, chewing it several times before swallowing. “It does live up to its reputation. Had I had this when I was young, I might like having fish.”Acerion wrote:Acerion holds back any comment he might have made in other company about the cost of things but is otherwise pleased that Ivy is allowing herself to enjoy the meal. When she mentions the trout, Acerion gestures towards the separate plate it was delivered on as it was not his primary course.
"It is quite good," he states, "there is plenty here for me already, so I do not mind sharing."
“Lessons I have yet to learn,” Ivy admits.Acerion wrote:The conversation continues to be mostly dominated by Ivy as she picks up talking once more. Then things turn from happier memories and stories to some of the things truly bothering her. Acerion allows her to speak, largely uninterrupted, only chiming in at points he feels need to be stressed.
"Violence is a tool," Acerion says, but immediately feels it needs more explaining. "A crude one, to be certain, and often abused. Unfortunately, there are times when it is the only tool left, and then it must be wielded efficiently and definitively. One cannot take half-measures once violence becomes the option."
Ivy listens intently to what Acerion is saying. His words make a great deal of sense. “So in a certain sense, nobility is like a weapon or even a spell?” Ivy reasons. “The weapon itself is neither good nor evil, but rather how it is wielded that determines its morality. That makes sense to me. For the first time you have given me a perspective on nobility that I can understand.”Acerion wrote:"Nobility is not something one should be comfortable with," Acerion tries explaining. "If it does, then things have turned, and not for the better in almost all cases. There are those born to it, and too often they fall, sometimes very far, as you have seen. Some can catch themselves and right their course. For the rest, they try yet don't quite get there but should still be afforded recognition for the effort."
After a moment, the paladin continues, "I would be concerned if you were happy about it. While it comes with obligations, it will open doors you might not otherwise have had access to, and with that you can accomplish more of the things you truly want. Some get drunk on the power; others waste it away in laziness or debaucherous pursuits. If you reflect upon it, you might find you can accomplish all of the things you want for all of those you care for my lady."
Ivy enjoys the close contact and will close her eyes in response. A serene looks come to her face.Acerion wrote:Acerion smiles sadly, reaching forward to cup her face in one of his hands, gently running his thumb across her cheek. "You are one of the strongest people I have been fortunate enough to know and become close to," he says softly, "and do not ever feel it is anything but strength to acknowledge when one must rest and heal."
Ivy enjoys the contact and wishes for it not to end. But eventually, the pair part. “We should finish our meal before it grows too cold,” she notes. “I would not want to waste such a fine meal.”Acerion wrote:"While I would challenge legions for the chance to stand beside you forever, I will not defy any request of yours. I have my duties that are not yet quite met, but there is a place I see in my meditations that I want to show to you. That can only happen when you are ready and when I feel confident that I can step back and this realm, this world, is in a place where I can truly rest for a time."
"Heal yourself, Ivy," Acerion states firmly, "and then return to us. Return to me. Then we can finish all this, and I will take your hand so that we can walk together as we are meant to do." He stands, pulling her up to him and holding her in an embrace.
There is nothing more to say in this moment, and so Acerion holds Ivy for as long as that moment allows, as the candles dim and the distant sounds of conversation and revelry drift through the night.
As the evening winds down, Ivy will confirm the plans for tomorrow. “You're still coming with me to the funeral tomorrow?” She'll inquire. “Afterwards you can continue on with your duty and I'll return to the Temple. Perhaps there will be some time tomorrow evening for us to share?”
Before departing the Inn, Ivy will thank the Duke and Duchess for what they did here today. She'll smile and nod at Gabriella when their eyes meet. Ivy is content to walk the short distance back to her home temple this evening. She does not wish to ride in a fancy carriage. If Acerion accompanies her, it would be more special.
For the glory of the Blue Lady!
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Lady Gabriella Allonica
After arriving at the Temple of Azrella and meeting many of the orphans there, the talk turns to the needs of the orphanage. Jallarzi mentions what she has been able to do to assist. "Surely with the new leadership here in Elcadan, more aid and assistance can be directed toward them." Gabriella raises her hand briefly in Duchess Lysandra's direction." Not that I am trying to suggest policy, Your Grace! I am just thinking that they should not be so ignored as they once were with you and the Duke now ruling the lands." She looks back over the grounds and the number of children. Likely more are inside as well. "There are so many that need our help."
The Duchess mentions something called the Spring Hunt and explains that it is a searching game for the children. "That sounds like entertaining fun," Gabriella comments. "I would guess that the people of this city could use as many opportunities for enjoyment and escape as possible. I look forward to seeing the transformation of these lands."
Later at the dinner conversation, Gabriella is enjoying her meal. The trout is superb, tender and flaky with a slightly sweet nutty flavor. "Thank you so much for this fabulous meal, Your Grace. I've had many various seafoods back in Zakhara, but this is the first time I've gotten to enjoy trout. Surely the cook has outdone himself. How is your meal?"
Jallarzi explains her and her boyfriend's desire to keep their relationship quiet and private. "Considering the circumstances here previously, it does make sense," she responds with an easy smile. Gabriella thinks Jallarzi may be understating their relationship after watching the pair interact, but doesn't comment further.
Killian explains a little more and then adds, "Surely, you must know what that is like with your betrothed, Lady Allonica?”
"I hope that the time which Validar and I can spend together is more regular than that. I know that it will be challenging at times when he is away on various missions, but I am planning to remain at Castle Pyris for the winter, or here in Elcadan as needed. Fortunately when we first met, we had considerable time to spend together. It certainly helped to build the beginnings of our relationship." She thinks back on the previous months. "Granted the long break when he was called back to Pyris was difficult so early in the relationship, but we've overcome it." She smiles contentedly.
Later still, after the meals and small talk have concluded, Ivy and Acerion exit their private room. Gabriella catches Ivy's eye and the priestess smiles and nods in her direction. She responds with a happy, satisfied smile. Hopefully, Ivy solved some of her problems and concerns tonight.
After arriving at the Temple of Azrella and meeting many of the orphans there, the talk turns to the needs of the orphanage. Jallarzi mentions what she has been able to do to assist. "Surely with the new leadership here in Elcadan, more aid and assistance can be directed toward them." Gabriella raises her hand briefly in Duchess Lysandra's direction." Not that I am trying to suggest policy, Your Grace! I am just thinking that they should not be so ignored as they once were with you and the Duke now ruling the lands." She looks back over the grounds and the number of children. Likely more are inside as well. "There are so many that need our help."
The Duchess mentions something called the Spring Hunt and explains that it is a searching game for the children. "That sounds like entertaining fun," Gabriella comments. "I would guess that the people of this city could use as many opportunities for enjoyment and escape as possible. I look forward to seeing the transformation of these lands."
Later at the dinner conversation, Gabriella is enjoying her meal. The trout is superb, tender and flaky with a slightly sweet nutty flavor. "Thank you so much for this fabulous meal, Your Grace. I've had many various seafoods back in Zakhara, but this is the first time I've gotten to enjoy trout. Surely the cook has outdone himself. How is your meal?"
Jallarzi explains her and her boyfriend's desire to keep their relationship quiet and private. "Considering the circumstances here previously, it does make sense," she responds with an easy smile. Gabriella thinks Jallarzi may be understating their relationship after watching the pair interact, but doesn't comment further.
Killian explains a little more and then adds, "Surely, you must know what that is like with your betrothed, Lady Allonica?”
"I hope that the time which Validar and I can spend together is more regular than that. I know that it will be challenging at times when he is away on various missions, but I am planning to remain at Castle Pyris for the winter, or here in Elcadan as needed. Fortunately when we first met, we had considerable time to spend together. It certainly helped to build the beginnings of our relationship." She thinks back on the previous months. "Granted the long break when he was called back to Pyris was difficult so early in the relationship, but we've overcome it." She smiles contentedly.
Later still, after the meals and small talk have concluded, Ivy and Acerion exit their private room. Gabriella catches Ivy's eye and the priestess smiles and nods in her direction. She responds with a happy, satisfied smile. Hopefully, Ivy solved some of her problems and concerns tonight.
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Another small update:
Duchess Lysandra
“I need to move my staff to safety,” Jallarzi realizes. “The estate is not really defensible. There are many families with their own children there to as well. They'll have to evacuate as I will be a high value target.”
“Again the castle seems like the best location,” Lysandra reiterated. “Plus we'll need their services to keep things going. This will be an enormous undertaking and I will need all of your aid. Indeed, the aid of all of Elcadan.”
Duchess Lysandra
“No one will be ignored, Lady Allonica,” the Duchess states. “These are issues that we need to deal with in time. There is a far more pressing issue that must be dealt immediately. An enemy army is just a few days away. We need to create a safe haven for all those children during the battle. Indeed, for all those who need shelter. The Castle seems like the best place.”Gabriella wrote:After arriving at the Temple of Azrella and meeting many of the orphans there, the talk turns to the needs of the orphanage. Jallarzi mentions what she has been able to do to assist. "Surely with the new leadership here in Elcadan, more aid and assistance can be directed toward them." Gabriella raises her hand briefly in Duchess Lysandra's direction." Not that I am trying to suggest policy, Your Grace! I am just thinking that they should not be so ignored as they once were with you and the Duke now ruling the lands." She looks back over the grounds and the number of children. Likely more are inside as well. "There are so many that need our help."
“I need to move my staff to safety,” Jallarzi realizes. “The estate is not really defensible. There are many families with their own children there to as well. They'll have to evacuate as I will be a high value target.”
“Again the castle seems like the best location,” Lysandra reiterated. “Plus we'll need their services to keep things going. This will be an enormous undertaking and I will need all of your aid. Indeed, the aid of all of Elcadan.”
“My thoughts precisely,” the Duchess nods in agreement.Gabriella wrote:The Duchess mentions something called the Spring Hunt and explains that it is a searching game for the children. "That sounds like entertaining fun," Gabriella comments. "I would guess that the people of this city could use as many opportunities for enjoyment and escape as possible. I look forward to seeing the transformation of these lands."
“Relon and I have eaten here for many years now, dear” Lysandra states. “Close to thirty. I have yet to be disappointed and I am not on this evening.”Gabriella wrote:Later at the dinner conversation, Gabriella is enjoying her meal. The trout is superb, tender and flaky with a slightly sweet nutty flavor. "Thank you so much for this fabulous meal, Your Grace. I've had many various seafoods back in Zakhara, but this is the first time I've gotten to enjoy trout. Surely the cook has outdone himself. How is your meal?"
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Acerion
Sir Acerion:
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Acerion chooses to remain quiet rather than comment further. Nothing the Duke said was incorrect, but something in what is said does not settle with the paladin in the way the Duke likely meant, so better not to press an uncertain issue on such an occasion as this night promises to deliver.“I know full well the demands of duty, Sir Acerion,” Duke Relon states. “But I also know that duty can take one away from those they love as well. As hard as it may be, we must strive for balance in our lives. You've been protecting me at her expense. I am merely allowing you to make up for some of that lost time.”
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The paladin smiles, and while the complexity of nobility is more than what he said, it proved to be beneficial for Ivy. It is a place for her to start and that was all Acerion was hoping to achieve.Ivy listens intently to what Acerion is saying. His words make a great deal of sense. “So in a certain sense, nobility is like a weapon or even a spell?” Ivy reasons. “The weapon itself is neither good nor evil, but rather how it is wielded that determines its morality. That makes sense to me. For the first time you have given me a perspective on nobility that I can understand.”
"I would be nowhere else but where you need me for this," Acerion states. "I did not know if you desired company or solitude on such a day, so I had not committed to anything prior to learning your wishes."As the evening winds down, Ivy will confirm the plans for tomorrow. “You're still coming with me to the funeral tomorrow?” She'll inquire. “Afterwards you can continue on with your duty and I'll return to the Temple. Perhaps there will be some time tomorrow evening for us to share?”
After saying his farewells and learning Ivy prefers to walk back, Acerion will direct his squire to tend to the horses. He will then join his lady as they walk together for what might be the last in a long time. The paladin cannot fathom what she must endure, and his gifts and blessings are inadequate to provide the healing she needs. So instead, he will simply walk beside her and cherish the time.Before departing the Inn, Ivy will thank the Duke and Duchess for what they did here today. She'll smile and nod at Gabriella when their eyes meet. Ivy is content to walk the short distance back to her home temple this evening. She does not wish to ride in a fancy carriage. If Acerion accompanies her, it would be more special.
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Lady Gabriella Allonica
Duchess Lysandra - “No one will be ignored, Lady Allonica,” the Duchess states. “These are issues that we need to deal with in time. There is a far more pressing issue that must be dealt immediately. An enemy army is just a few days away. We need to create a safe haven for all those children during the battle. Indeed, for all those who need shelter. The Castle seems like the best place.”
"Yes of course. I wasn't suggesting immediate action, of course. Simply commenting that these poor children would be in much better care with you and the Duke now in charge of the city," Gabriella answers with an easy smile. She then turns a bit more morose. "Things appear to be repeatedly turning negative. First the humanoid invasion, then Lady Ardel's abduction and now a growing civil war. When will we have an opportunity to just relax and work on the troubles that already exist?" She sighs deeply then continues. "I have some skill in detailed organizing, Your Grace. I am happy to help where ever I may."
Later at the dinner conversation, Gabriella is enjoying her meal. The trout is superb, tender and flaky with a slightly sweet nutty flavor. "Thank you so much for this fabulous meal, Your Grace. I've had many various seafoods back in Zakhara, but this is the first time I've gotten to enjoy trout. Surely the cook has outdone himself. How is your meal?"
“Relon and I have eaten here for many years now, dear” Lysandra states. “Close to thirty. I have yet to be disappointed and I am not on this evening.”
Gabriella smiles. "I've only eaten here once before. It is certainly a treat."
Duchess Lysandra - “No one will be ignored, Lady Allonica,” the Duchess states. “These are issues that we need to deal with in time. There is a far more pressing issue that must be dealt immediately. An enemy army is just a few days away. We need to create a safe haven for all those children during the battle. Indeed, for all those who need shelter. The Castle seems like the best place.”
"Yes of course. I wasn't suggesting immediate action, of course. Simply commenting that these poor children would be in much better care with you and the Duke now in charge of the city," Gabriella answers with an easy smile. She then turns a bit more morose. "Things appear to be repeatedly turning negative. First the humanoid invasion, then Lady Ardel's abduction and now a growing civil war. When will we have an opportunity to just relax and work on the troubles that already exist?" She sighs deeply then continues. "I have some skill in detailed organizing, Your Grace. I am happy to help where ever I may."
Later at the dinner conversation, Gabriella is enjoying her meal. The trout is superb, tender and flaky with a slightly sweet nutty flavor. "Thank you so much for this fabulous meal, Your Grace. I've had many various seafoods back in Zakhara, but this is the first time I've gotten to enjoy trout. Surely the cook has outdone himself. How is your meal?"
“Relon and I have eaten here for many years now, dear” Lysandra states. “Close to thirty. I have yet to be disappointed and I am not on this evening.”
Gabriella smiles. "I've only eaten here once before. It is certainly a treat."
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Ivy:
The walk back to Azrella's Temple is not a long one. Less then fifteen minutes and only that long as we walked slowly hand in hand. Squire Jocasta trails a fair distance behind with the horses. Not much is said but words are not necessary. All too soon our destination is reached.
“Have a pleasant evening,” Ivy will say. “I will see you in the morning.”
Ivy will wave goodbye to Jocasta and watch the pair ride off. Finally after taking a deep breath, Ivy enters the only real home she's ever known. The hour is late and most of the children are in bed. A few of the younger priestess and initiates are seen, but they go about their various tasks.
Ivy makes her way into the main temple itself. The area is deserted right now and that suits Ivy just fine. The candles provide a minimal level of illumination. Reaching the altar, she runs her hand across its stone surface. Seemingly in response, the alter glows blue for a moment.
“Hello Mother,” Ivy will say quietly, referring to her goddess Azrella. “Here I am again. I've failed you once more. I've failed myself and those I love.”
With a sigh of resignation, Ivy places her Holy Mace, the Kiss of Azrella on the altar. “I am not worthy to carry such a wondrous weapon, Holy Azrella. Maybe at some point I will be again. For now I return it to your care. Perhaps another will be worthy enough to wield its might.”
The altar glows blue once more, but not as bright as the first time. The Kiss of Azrella sinks into the altar and quickly lost from sight. Ivy then bends down and places hands out from her body. She is almost touching the altar.
“The Shield of Life too, Mother,” Ivy asks as tears start to fill her eyes.
The altar complies once more, with an even dimmer flash of blue. While nothing could be seen, Ivy can feel the Shield of Life removed from her body and placed into the waiting altar. The gifts from Azrella were now gone and Ivy wept openly.
Not long after that, she feels the presence of another. A quick look confirms her suspicion that it is her sister. Ivy hugs Elspeth and is returned in kind.
“It okay, sister,” Elspeth softly says. “Get it all out. You'll be alright.”
The two talk for a time and Ivy is finally ready for sleep. After saying goodbye to Elspeth, Ivy makes her way to the sleeping areas on the third floor.
Behind her, Elspeth runs her hand over the altar. It glow bright blue in response.
“I agree, Mother,” Elspeth says out of the blue, as if having a conversation with some unheard voice. “She is getting worse.”
The altar pulses various shades of blue.
“I see,” Elspeth states in an enlightened voice. “I pray your plan works, mother. I don't want to lose my sister.”
On the third floor, Ivy moves among the beds where the children and the priestess sleep. Some are merely just mattress lying on the floor. Some of the children just lie on blankets. The fire in the fire place provides heat and some light to the room. Finding a spot, Ivy lays down, drawing a nearby blanket over her. She closes her eyes and tries to sleep.
“Ivy?” a small voice calls out sometime later.
Opening her eyes, Ivy can just make out Sephie in the dim fire light. “What is it, sweetie?”
“I'm cold.”
“Come here,” Ivy says, reaching out for the child. She draws Sephie into her body to help the warm her. The blanket, along with the blanket Sephie was dragging behind her is added to their bodies. Sleep eventually claims them.
“I will happily take your company,” Ivy notes. “Especially tomorrow. It's so hard to say goodbye to her.”Acerion wrote:"I would be nowhere else but where you need me for this," Acerion states. "I did not know if you desired company or solitude on such a day, so I had not committed to anything prior to learning your wishes."
The walk back to Azrella's Temple is not a long one. Less then fifteen minutes and only that long as we walked slowly hand in hand. Squire Jocasta trails a fair distance behind with the horses. Not much is said but words are not necessary. All too soon our destination is reached.
“Have a pleasant evening,” Ivy will say. “I will see you in the morning.”
Ivy will wave goodbye to Jocasta and watch the pair ride off. Finally after taking a deep breath, Ivy enters the only real home she's ever known. The hour is late and most of the children are in bed. A few of the younger priestess and initiates are seen, but they go about their various tasks.
Ivy makes her way into the main temple itself. The area is deserted right now and that suits Ivy just fine. The candles provide a minimal level of illumination. Reaching the altar, she runs her hand across its stone surface. Seemingly in response, the alter glows blue for a moment.
“Hello Mother,” Ivy will say quietly, referring to her goddess Azrella. “Here I am again. I've failed you once more. I've failed myself and those I love.”
With a sigh of resignation, Ivy places her Holy Mace, the Kiss of Azrella on the altar. “I am not worthy to carry such a wondrous weapon, Holy Azrella. Maybe at some point I will be again. For now I return it to your care. Perhaps another will be worthy enough to wield its might.”
The altar glows blue once more, but not as bright as the first time. The Kiss of Azrella sinks into the altar and quickly lost from sight. Ivy then bends down and places hands out from her body. She is almost touching the altar.
“The Shield of Life too, Mother,” Ivy asks as tears start to fill her eyes.
The altar complies once more, with an even dimmer flash of blue. While nothing could be seen, Ivy can feel the Shield of Life removed from her body and placed into the waiting altar. The gifts from Azrella were now gone and Ivy wept openly.
Not long after that, she feels the presence of another. A quick look confirms her suspicion that it is her sister. Ivy hugs Elspeth and is returned in kind.
“It okay, sister,” Elspeth softly says. “Get it all out. You'll be alright.”
The two talk for a time and Ivy is finally ready for sleep. After saying goodbye to Elspeth, Ivy makes her way to the sleeping areas on the third floor.
Behind her, Elspeth runs her hand over the altar. It glow bright blue in response.
“I agree, Mother,” Elspeth says out of the blue, as if having a conversation with some unheard voice. “She is getting worse.”
The altar pulses various shades of blue.
“I see,” Elspeth states in an enlightened voice. “I pray your plan works, mother. I don't want to lose my sister.”
On the third floor, Ivy moves among the beds where the children and the priestess sleep. Some are merely just mattress lying on the floor. Some of the children just lie on blankets. The fire in the fire place provides heat and some light to the room. Finding a spot, Ivy lays down, drawing a nearby blanket over her. She closes her eyes and tries to sleep.
“Ivy?” a small voice calls out sometime later.
Opening her eyes, Ivy can just make out Sephie in the dim fire light. “What is it, sweetie?”
“I'm cold.”
“Come here,” Ivy says, reaching out for the child. She draws Sephie into her body to help the warm her. The blanket, along with the blanket Sephie was dragging behind her is added to their bodies. Sleep eventually claims them.
For the glory of the Blue Lady!
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Small Update for Chareos:
Lady Argent and Lord Chareos make their way though the Sallavarian Estate. Their destination was the quarters that Argent used while Jallarzi's apprentice. Reaching the her quarters, Argent opened the door and was in for a shock. Inside was another Argent, already dressed in her sleeping clothes! A man was there was well. Lady Argent knew him to be Burant, one of Lord Sharadin's Apprentices, just like Chareos.
There was a few beats of silence as the two Argents both processed just what was going on. Then the Argent in the sleeping clothes unleashed a verbal onslaught at Lady Argent. Neither Chareos or Burant had any idea she used that kind of language. Lady Argent responded in kind much to the horror of both of their boyfriends.
The commotion drew more people into the area, including the Duchess Lysandra. Her Grace's quarter were not far away from where Argent's was. Lady Argent realized what was going on and started to plead with Argent to calm down. She did not until a voice loud voice rang out.
“KITCHEN! NOW!” The speaker was the angry mistress of the Estate, the Lady Jallarzi Sallavarian. Both Argents quit speaking immediately and silence filed the hallway once more. The two Argents hung their heads and began the long walk to the estate's kitchen without saying a word.
Once the pair were out of sight, Jallarzi spoke to her Aunt Lysandra for a moment and then turned her attention to Lord Chareos and Burant.
“Lady Sallavarian?” Burant wondered, very confused by what just happened.
“My apologies for my outburst,” Jallarzi says. “If you didn't already know, there are two Argents now. There was an accident with the Pillar Artifacts about five weeks ago. Elspeth confirmed that they were both the same person, but they fought like cats and dogs when we put them together. We thought it safer to separate them. One came back to the estate to adventure around Elcadan. The other one ended up with the Guardians. That's the one you know as Lady Argent, Chareos. I can only assume the other Argent met you, Burant, and you both came the estate this evening with disastrous results.”
“That's a very short version of what happened,” Burant agreed.
“Lord Chareos, why don't you show your fellow apprentice to the guest room you were assigned,” Jallarzi continued. “I am sure you both have much to catch up on. In the meantime, I have a few choice words to say to your girlfriends.”
With that, Jallarzi stalks off presumably following the Argents to the kitchen of the estate. If Chareos or Burant linger for any amount of time, they'll see Duchess Lysandra and her bodyguard Sir Belfor trailing after Jallarzi.
Lady Argent and Lord Chareos make their way though the Sallavarian Estate. Their destination was the quarters that Argent used while Jallarzi's apprentice. Reaching the her quarters, Argent opened the door and was in for a shock. Inside was another Argent, already dressed in her sleeping clothes! A man was there was well. Lady Argent knew him to be Burant, one of Lord Sharadin's Apprentices, just like Chareos.
There was a few beats of silence as the two Argents both processed just what was going on. Then the Argent in the sleeping clothes unleashed a verbal onslaught at Lady Argent. Neither Chareos or Burant had any idea she used that kind of language. Lady Argent responded in kind much to the horror of both of their boyfriends.
The commotion drew more people into the area, including the Duchess Lysandra. Her Grace's quarter were not far away from where Argent's was. Lady Argent realized what was going on and started to plead with Argent to calm down. She did not until a voice loud voice rang out.
“KITCHEN! NOW!” The speaker was the angry mistress of the Estate, the Lady Jallarzi Sallavarian. Both Argents quit speaking immediately and silence filed the hallway once more. The two Argents hung their heads and began the long walk to the estate's kitchen without saying a word.
Once the pair were out of sight, Jallarzi spoke to her Aunt Lysandra for a moment and then turned her attention to Lord Chareos and Burant.
“Lady Sallavarian?” Burant wondered, very confused by what just happened.
“My apologies for my outburst,” Jallarzi says. “If you didn't already know, there are two Argents now. There was an accident with the Pillar Artifacts about five weeks ago. Elspeth confirmed that they were both the same person, but they fought like cats and dogs when we put them together. We thought it safer to separate them. One came back to the estate to adventure around Elcadan. The other one ended up with the Guardians. That's the one you know as Lady Argent, Chareos. I can only assume the other Argent met you, Burant, and you both came the estate this evening with disastrous results.”
“That's a very short version of what happened,” Burant agreed.
“Lord Chareos, why don't you show your fellow apprentice to the guest room you were assigned,” Jallarzi continued. “I am sure you both have much to catch up on. In the meantime, I have a few choice words to say to your girlfriends.”
With that, Jallarzi stalks off presumably following the Argents to the kitchen of the estate. If Chareos or Burant linger for any amount of time, they'll see Duchess Lysandra and her bodyguard Sir Belfor trailing after Jallarzi.
Try it and find out!
Update
Update:
Duchess Lysandra had just departed the Azrellan Temple and now was being taken to Castle Elcadan. She converses with her niece and future daughter-in-law.
The carriage departs the Old Town area of Elcadan and crosses over a bridge onto the Noble's Island. Much like the Old Town/New Town areas, the Noble's Island is also a land mass out in the Streel River itself. It's fast flowing waters protect from attack from the water. Castle Elcadan takes up the northern portion of the island, while four noble estates are to the south.
Castle Elcadan is huge, much larger than the castle back in Pyris. It's more along the size of the Duke's Fortress up in Corunglain. The main castle itself is three stories high, with its towers going higher. The tallest tower stands six stories above the castle. Below gorund, there is a basement and a sub-basement underneath that.
The carriage rumbles to a stop. The door is opened and the hand of one of the guards is offered to help the ladies out. Wide steps lead up to the main castle entrance. A portcullis, currently raised, can be lowered to protect the front door. Behind the door is a combination foyer and guard post. Side chambers on the right can used to store coats and other such items. To the left is the area where more guards stand on duty. A door at the opposite end of the foyer leads into the grand hall.
The grand hall is a huge chamber filling an area over sixty feet deep and nearly as wide. The floor is white marble with streaks of black and gray in it. The grand hall's ceiling is three stories overhead giving the vast chamber even more space. Pillars are regularly spaced along the outside of the room, supporting an overhead balcony that looks down into the grand hall from both the second and third floors.
The King's Herald announces Duchess Lysandra, Lady Sallavarian and Lady Allonica. On the left, and not far from the guard post was the Duke's meeting hall where he would hold meetings and such. Several other casual use chambers branched off of it. Several chambers were located off the right hand of the grand hall, leading to smaller rooms for more private gatherings. A few moments later, Lady Rachel Vanarkus rushes up, her armor clanging as she moves.
“Have you ever seen anything like this?” Lady Rachel wonders. “It's amazing!”
“Duchess Marta used to hold the most delightful parties and gatherings in these halls,” Duchess Lysandra states. “I attended a few in my younger days. It was a much happier time before the demons came to Elcadan.”
“Come on, Gabby, I'll give you a tour,” Lady Rachel says in exuberance offering her hand. “I've already picked out my room!”
“Go, have fun,” Lysandra will offer to the pair. “I have other matters to attend to.”
The far end of the grand hall leads into a huge dining area. While the grand hall was used for parties and dancing, the dining hall was where meals were served. The back end of the dining hall is also two stories high. Glass windows, also two stories high, look out over the Streel River. On a clear night, dining parties could be held under the stars with just candlelight for illumination.
A pair of stairs lead to the upper areas surrounding the grand hall. Several quarters and guest rooms could be reached from the upper hallway. A large outside balcony looking back into the courtyard of the castle can be reached.
Stairs in the towers can be used to reach the third level of the castle. On this level was the private quarters of the duke and duchess, along with their children and family. There were more outdoor guard posts on this level allowing a sight in all directions around the castle.
The fourth floor and further up are mostly battlements and observation posts. The duke's private office is the only chamber on the fourth floor. Everything else is just hallways and guard posts. The tallest tower peaks at six stories above the ground, putting it at an equal height of the Mage Guild Tower.
Below ground, the first basement holds the castle's kitchen sitting just underneath the dining hall. Various private rooms for the servants and workers at the castle are here. This level is only halfway underground. The upper portions of certain rooms have windows looking out into the grounds. The southern end of the basement is the armory for the castle guards.
The level below that one leads to the cells for prisoners and the castle's crypt. The huge chamber that was inhabitable by the drow is here, but it is clearly not part of the original construction. The Demon Grinder Spell Engine is down here as well, held in a secret chamber off the crypt.
After the meal at the Waterfall Inn, almost everyone rides back to the Sallavarian Estate. Lady Ivy walks back to her home temple accompanied by Sir Acerion. Jallarzi teleports away on her own personal mission. Her destination is Gateway where she is to retrieve General Logan and his staff.
It is not long after the King, the Duke and Duchess return to the Sallavarian Estate that Lady Argent arrives bearing the Stone House. The doors to the Stone House are opened and the Guardians who left on the mission to the Order of the Golden Griffons Order Hall emerge. With them are senior knights Sir Alon Teramar and Sir Justin Moore along with their current squires. Surprisingly, the Royal Guard is also present, led by Lord Andrel Rowan, Sir Corley's older brother. The two groups exchange a great deal of information.
Lady Sallavarian returns as well. With her is General Logan Rowan, Corley and Andrel's father. Their mother, Lady Brenna, is present as well, along with General Logan's aide, Captain Shea. Reunions are had. Sir Corley meets with his parents and one of his brothers for the first time since he was made a knight. General Logan is proud of his son's accomplishment.
Duchess Lysandra chats with Lady Brenna for a time. The two are well known to each other as their husbands are lifelong friends and were adventuring companions in their younger days. The Defenders of Cynalon were an adventuring band led by Relon Vanarkus. Members included Logan Rowan, Taron Cavius and Jidaran Sallavarian, Jallarzi's father. Their greatest achievement was the liberation of Elstrich over thirty years ago. Later they were on hand for Jidaran's wedding and the fall of Tenobar.
“Seems to me that we need to discuss strategy for what is to come,” the King calls out. “We have only two days before the army from Athenos arrives and we must be prepared.”
At some point in the evening, Duchess Lysandra will speak with her son about a matter of interest to her. “It is our intention to bring the orphans from the Azrellan Temple and any other children into the castle during the battle for their protection. I would like Lady Ivy and Lady Lyonessa to assist me in this project. Ivy is good with children and Lyonessa can keep them entertained. I am also considering having your sister command the guards overseeing the children. It will give her a taste of command and also keep her away from the main battle. What are your thoughts?”
Away from the large gathering, Lady Argent and Argent have their run in. No one was aware of what happened during the meeting, but with how fast gossip travels everyone will be aware of it eventually.
GM Notes:
This sets up the final act of this particular post. The large gathering and planning for what is to come. I wasn't sure where Acerion was going to spend his evening after departing from Ivy. The two obvious choices are coming back to the Sallavarian Estate or going to the Hieroneous Temple. Or perhaps he has something else in mind.
Now is the time to plot and plan for what is to come.
Now what?
Duchess Lysandra had just departed the Azrellan Temple and now was being taken to Castle Elcadan. She converses with her niece and future daughter-in-law.
“In time, yes. things will be much better here in Elcadan,” Lysandra agrees. “These are indeed troubling times, Gabriella. I cannot say when the tide will turn in our favor again. But mark my words, it will turn and things will get better. Until that day, we just do the best we can with what we have to work with. I will happily take whatever aid that you can offer. After all, at some point you will replace me as the Duchess of Streel. Seems only fitting that you should have a hand in rebuilding what you will one day rule.” Duchess Lysandra pauses for a moment to allow her words to fully sink into Lady Allonica's mind. “What are your thoughts on how Elcadan should be rebuilt once the war is over? Where would you begin?”Gabriella wrote:"Yes of course. I wasn't suggesting immediate action, of course. Simply commenting that these poor children would be in much better care with you and the Duke now in charge of the city," Gabriella answers with an easy smile. She then turns a bit more morose. "Things appear to be repeatedly turning negative. First the humanoid invasion, then Lady Ardel's abduction and now a growing civil war. When will we have an opportunity to just relax and work on the troubles that already exist?" She sighs deeply then continues. "I have some skill in detailed organizing, Your Grace. I am happy to help where ever I may."
The carriage departs the Old Town area of Elcadan and crosses over a bridge onto the Noble's Island. Much like the Old Town/New Town areas, the Noble's Island is also a land mass out in the Streel River itself. It's fast flowing waters protect from attack from the water. Castle Elcadan takes up the northern portion of the island, while four noble estates are to the south.
Castle Elcadan is huge, much larger than the castle back in Pyris. It's more along the size of the Duke's Fortress up in Corunglain. The main castle itself is three stories high, with its towers going higher. The tallest tower stands six stories above the castle. Below gorund, there is a basement and a sub-basement underneath that.
The carriage rumbles to a stop. The door is opened and the hand of one of the guards is offered to help the ladies out. Wide steps lead up to the main castle entrance. A portcullis, currently raised, can be lowered to protect the front door. Behind the door is a combination foyer and guard post. Side chambers on the right can used to store coats and other such items. To the left is the area where more guards stand on duty. A door at the opposite end of the foyer leads into the grand hall.
The grand hall is a huge chamber filling an area over sixty feet deep and nearly as wide. The floor is white marble with streaks of black and gray in it. The grand hall's ceiling is three stories overhead giving the vast chamber even more space. Pillars are regularly spaced along the outside of the room, supporting an overhead balcony that looks down into the grand hall from both the second and third floors.
The King's Herald announces Duchess Lysandra, Lady Sallavarian and Lady Allonica. On the left, and not far from the guard post was the Duke's meeting hall where he would hold meetings and such. Several other casual use chambers branched off of it. Several chambers were located off the right hand of the grand hall, leading to smaller rooms for more private gatherings. A few moments later, Lady Rachel Vanarkus rushes up, her armor clanging as she moves.
“Have you ever seen anything like this?” Lady Rachel wonders. “It's amazing!”
“Duchess Marta used to hold the most delightful parties and gatherings in these halls,” Duchess Lysandra states. “I attended a few in my younger days. It was a much happier time before the demons came to Elcadan.”
“Come on, Gabby, I'll give you a tour,” Lady Rachel says in exuberance offering her hand. “I've already picked out my room!”
“Go, have fun,” Lysandra will offer to the pair. “I have other matters to attend to.”
The far end of the grand hall leads into a huge dining area. While the grand hall was used for parties and dancing, the dining hall was where meals were served. The back end of the dining hall is also two stories high. Glass windows, also two stories high, look out over the Streel River. On a clear night, dining parties could be held under the stars with just candlelight for illumination.
A pair of stairs lead to the upper areas surrounding the grand hall. Several quarters and guest rooms could be reached from the upper hallway. A large outside balcony looking back into the courtyard of the castle can be reached.
Stairs in the towers can be used to reach the third level of the castle. On this level was the private quarters of the duke and duchess, along with their children and family. There were more outdoor guard posts on this level allowing a sight in all directions around the castle.
The fourth floor and further up are mostly battlements and observation posts. The duke's private office is the only chamber on the fourth floor. Everything else is just hallways and guard posts. The tallest tower peaks at six stories above the ground, putting it at an equal height of the Mage Guild Tower.
Below ground, the first basement holds the castle's kitchen sitting just underneath the dining hall. Various private rooms for the servants and workers at the castle are here. This level is only halfway underground. The upper portions of certain rooms have windows looking out into the grounds. The southern end of the basement is the armory for the castle guards.
The level below that one leads to the cells for prisoners and the castle's crypt. The huge chamber that was inhabitable by the drow is here, but it is clearly not part of the original construction. The Demon Grinder Spell Engine is down here as well, held in a secret chamber off the crypt.
After the meal at the Waterfall Inn, almost everyone rides back to the Sallavarian Estate. Lady Ivy walks back to her home temple accompanied by Sir Acerion. Jallarzi teleports away on her own personal mission. Her destination is Gateway where she is to retrieve General Logan and his staff.
It is not long after the King, the Duke and Duchess return to the Sallavarian Estate that Lady Argent arrives bearing the Stone House. The doors to the Stone House are opened and the Guardians who left on the mission to the Order of the Golden Griffons Order Hall emerge. With them are senior knights Sir Alon Teramar and Sir Justin Moore along with their current squires. Surprisingly, the Royal Guard is also present, led by Lord Andrel Rowan, Sir Corley's older brother. The two groups exchange a great deal of information.
Lady Sallavarian returns as well. With her is General Logan Rowan, Corley and Andrel's father. Their mother, Lady Brenna, is present as well, along with General Logan's aide, Captain Shea. Reunions are had. Sir Corley meets with his parents and one of his brothers for the first time since he was made a knight. General Logan is proud of his son's accomplishment.
Duchess Lysandra chats with Lady Brenna for a time. The two are well known to each other as their husbands are lifelong friends and were adventuring companions in their younger days. The Defenders of Cynalon were an adventuring band led by Relon Vanarkus. Members included Logan Rowan, Taron Cavius and Jidaran Sallavarian, Jallarzi's father. Their greatest achievement was the liberation of Elstrich over thirty years ago. Later they were on hand for Jidaran's wedding and the fall of Tenobar.
“Seems to me that we need to discuss strategy for what is to come,” the King calls out. “We have only two days before the army from Athenos arrives and we must be prepared.”
At some point in the evening, Duchess Lysandra will speak with her son about a matter of interest to her. “It is our intention to bring the orphans from the Azrellan Temple and any other children into the castle during the battle for their protection. I would like Lady Ivy and Lady Lyonessa to assist me in this project. Ivy is good with children and Lyonessa can keep them entertained. I am also considering having your sister command the guards overseeing the children. It will give her a taste of command and also keep her away from the main battle. What are your thoughts?”
Away from the large gathering, Lady Argent and Argent have their run in. No one was aware of what happened during the meeting, but with how fast gossip travels everyone will be aware of it eventually.
GM Notes:
This sets up the final act of this particular post. The large gathering and planning for what is to come. I wasn't sure where Acerion was going to spend his evening after departing from Ivy. The two obvious choices are coming back to the Sallavarian Estate or going to the Hieroneous Temple. Or perhaps he has something else in mind.
Now is the time to plot and plan for what is to come.
Now what?
Try it and find out!
Re: New Frontiers #115 - 11/20/571 - Tower Rescue, Waterfall Inn, Kings Late Night Court
Duchess Lysandra had just departed the Azrellan Temple and now was being taken to Castle Elcadan. She converses with her niece and future daughter-in-law.
“In time, yes. things will be much better here in Elcadan,” Lysandra agrees. “These are indeed troubling times, Gabriella. I cannot say when the tide will turn in our favor again. But mark my words, it will turn and things will get better. Until that day, we just do the best we can with what we have to work with. I will happily take whatever aid that you can offer. After all, at some point you will replace me as the Duchess of Streel. Seems only fitting that you should have a hand in rebuilding what you will one day rule.” Duchess Lysandra pauses for a moment to allow her words to fully sink into Lady Allonica's mind. “What are your thoughts on how Elcadan should be rebuilt once the war is over? Where would you begin?”
Gabriella found herself agreeing with what Duchess Lysandra was saying. Then Lysandra mentioned Gabriella becoming Duchess! She tried hard to not look surprised at the statement. Her mind raced back to a conversation she had with Ivy in a Pyrisian castle tower. As she had said to the Azrellan priestess, it was only a short time ago that she was just a Merchant-lord's middle daughter. Pleasant circumstances had put her on the path to be named baroness in the near future. Now here, her Grace was suggesting that Gabriella would naturally be Duchess herself one day! The thought was somewhat shocking and quite a surprise to consider.
Gabriella composed herself before responding. "Firstly, thank you most kindly for considering my opinions in such an important discussion, your Grace." Considering her words carefully, she continued, "Hopefully, Elcadan will not incur serious damage or be in worse shape than its current condition. That could change the discussion dramatically, of course."
Lady Allonica continued after a short pause to compose her suggestions. "My limited experience is in mercantilism, so my thoughts initially go towards that aspect. While some people consider that making the very most profit on each and every transaction is what makes one successful, this tactic is inherently dangerous because you not only lose the respect of all of your trade partners, but you also rob them of opportunities to grow their own wealth and therefore buy more from you. A fair deal is one where both sides feel as though they 'win'."
"Therefore, I think one necessary step is to change the current economic situation in Elcadan. This can be done a number of ways. Certainly there needs to be better education and business opportunities, so that poor people are not trapped in a cycle of working for another who exploits them. And a stable and equitable business environment needs to be established. In essence the guilds have controlled everything and that needs to be changed, as they take advantage of the imposed situation to their own benefit."
"It's not completely fair however, to ignore those who have been successful to an extent already. But if the business opportunities are expanded and trade is done without the guilds stealing profit, then those existing businesses will gain from current business and more people with available spending money. Ultimately the people all have a better quality of life and are much happier and productive.” She then smiles sheepishly. "I am sure there are many more things to consider, of course."
“In time, yes. things will be much better here in Elcadan,” Lysandra agrees. “These are indeed troubling times, Gabriella. I cannot say when the tide will turn in our favor again. But mark my words, it will turn and things will get better. Until that day, we just do the best we can with what we have to work with. I will happily take whatever aid that you can offer. After all, at some point you will replace me as the Duchess of Streel. Seems only fitting that you should have a hand in rebuilding what you will one day rule.” Duchess Lysandra pauses for a moment to allow her words to fully sink into Lady Allonica's mind. “What are your thoughts on how Elcadan should be rebuilt once the war is over? Where would you begin?”
Gabriella found herself agreeing with what Duchess Lysandra was saying. Then Lysandra mentioned Gabriella becoming Duchess! She tried hard to not look surprised at the statement. Her mind raced back to a conversation she had with Ivy in a Pyrisian castle tower. As she had said to the Azrellan priestess, it was only a short time ago that she was just a Merchant-lord's middle daughter. Pleasant circumstances had put her on the path to be named baroness in the near future. Now here, her Grace was suggesting that Gabriella would naturally be Duchess herself one day! The thought was somewhat shocking and quite a surprise to consider.
Gabriella composed herself before responding. "Firstly, thank you most kindly for considering my opinions in such an important discussion, your Grace." Considering her words carefully, she continued, "Hopefully, Elcadan will not incur serious damage or be in worse shape than its current condition. That could change the discussion dramatically, of course."
Lady Allonica continued after a short pause to compose her suggestions. "My limited experience is in mercantilism, so my thoughts initially go towards that aspect. While some people consider that making the very most profit on each and every transaction is what makes one successful, this tactic is inherently dangerous because you not only lose the respect of all of your trade partners, but you also rob them of opportunities to grow their own wealth and therefore buy more from you. A fair deal is one where both sides feel as though they 'win'."
"Therefore, I think one necessary step is to change the current economic situation in Elcadan. This can be done a number of ways. Certainly there needs to be better education and business opportunities, so that poor people are not trapped in a cycle of working for another who exploits them. And a stable and equitable business environment needs to be established. In essence the guilds have controlled everything and that needs to be changed, as they take advantage of the imposed situation to their own benefit."
"It's not completely fair however, to ignore those who have been successful to an extent already. But if the business opportunities are expanded and trade is done without the guilds stealing profit, then those existing businesses will gain from current business and more people with available spending money. Ultimately the people all have a better quality of life and are much happier and productive.” She then smiles sheepishly. "I am sure there are many more things to consider, of course."
Re: New Frontiers #115 - 11/20/571 - Tower Rescue, Waterfall Inn, Kings Late Night Court
At some point in the evening, Duchess Lysandra will speak with her son about a matter of interest to her. “It is our intention to bring the orphans from the Azrellan Temple and any other children into the castle during the battle for their protection. I would like Lady Ivy and Lady Lyonessa to assist me in this project. Ivy is good with children and Lyonessa can keep them entertained. I am also considering having your sister command the guards overseeing the children. It will give her a taste of command and also keep her away from the main battle. What are your thoughts?”
Validar listens to his mother's idea. "I see what you are doing there," a brief smile on his face. "A fine idea. The inner island will be difficult to assault with the wide, fast-moving river. Even New Town and Old Town will be well protected. It is the mainland areas that worry me. There are no outer defenses like we have in Pyris. We need to be concerned about many people, not just the children, although they do need to be protected and away from the fight."
"Do we know how far away the enemy army may be?"
So some questions about the situation:
How far away are the armies? We need to scout them to find out the make-up of them and how many soldiers their are. Assuming the army from Athenos is considerably closer to Elcadan than the army moving toward Pyris that had to cross through the mountain pass.
Also is Corunglain sending an army this way or does the snow up that way still keep them from moving out if they were at all?
Who is leading each of the armies and what do we know about them?
What forces do we have at our disposal?
Validar listens to his mother's idea. "I see what you are doing there," a brief smile on his face. "A fine idea. The inner island will be difficult to assault with the wide, fast-moving river. Even New Town and Old Town will be well protected. It is the mainland areas that worry me. There are no outer defenses like we have in Pyris. We need to be concerned about many people, not just the children, although they do need to be protected and away from the fight."
"Do we know how far away the enemy army may be?"
So some questions about the situation:
How far away are the armies? We need to scout them to find out the make-up of them and how many soldiers their are. Assuming the army from Athenos is considerably closer to Elcadan than the army moving toward Pyris that had to cross through the mountain pass.
Also is Corunglain sending an army this way or does the snow up that way still keep them from moving out if they were at all?
Who is leading each of the armies and what do we know about them?
What forces do we have at our disposal?
Conquer or Die!
Answers
Answers:
Based on the intelligence provided by Lady Teris Penhaligon, the Inner Kingdom Army is further away. As you noted, they had to travel north to Crossroads through the mountain pass and then turn west along the High Road. Assuming they continue at a steady pace, basically reaching the next way point per day, this army should be approaching Ridgeway soon. They should reach Pyris itself in 5 days, or 11/25. Elcadan itself would be reached in week or so.
The Free Guard were created to handle the rest of the city. These were men and women who volunteered to keep the peace. Most were just Adventurers trying to do some good while in town. The regular every day members number about a dozen. The Free Guard patrolled Cross Town and would venture into the Northern Slums. They avoided the Southern Slums.
In addition to that there is the various priesthoods here in town. Between the followers of Heironeous, Tymora, Mystra, Mortidus and Helm there is another forty men trained in fighting.
The biggest resource in Elcadan is the adventurers themselves. Drakkimor and his associates used to be based in Elcadan before his untimely death. The Archmage Sorvani and his wife Kayla runs another adventuring band, one that the untitled Argent adventured with but Validar would not know that just yet. There are numerous other adventurers as well who are not part of the Guardians or the Seekers. The Duke put out the call for adventurers to gather at the Castle tomorrow afternoon.
Now what?
The Army from Athenos is two days away, so will arrive on the evening of 11/23. This will be confirmed by Sherra when she returns with the Blackhawk. The light from such a large force can easily be seen from high overhead against the otherwise dark night. Right now they are camped some distance from the village of Orlane.How far away are the armies? We need to scout them to find out the make-up of them and how many soldiers their are. Assuming the army from Athenos is considerably closer to Elcadan than the army moving toward Pyris that had to cross through the mountain pass.
Based on the intelligence provided by Lady Teris Penhaligon, the Inner Kingdom Army is further away. As you noted, they had to travel north to Crossroads through the mountain pass and then turn west along the High Road. Assuming they continue at a steady pace, basically reaching the next way point per day, this army should be approaching Ridgeway soon. They should reach Pyris itself in 5 days, or 11/25. Elcadan itself would be reached in week or so.
There is no intel on what Corunglain is doing, apart from the kidnapping of Lady Ardel.Also is Corunglain sending an army this way or does the snow up that way still keep them from moving out if they were at all?
The identity of the leaders is unknown, but its a good bet the Lord Marcus Kelvin, whom Validar knows about, is one of them. Here's a snippet from something that was added to the Frontier game in the Campaign History section:Who is leading each of the armies and what do we know about them?
May 9th –
(Stephanie's Tale) The Crown Prince arrives in Gateway to send the Adventuring bands off into the old Keln Lands. While the adventurers are gathering, Lord Kelvin bulls his way through the crowd and nearly runs over a young boy. Stephanie pushes Lord Kelvin aside just in the nick of time saving the boy. Furious, Lord Kelvin tries to hit Stephanie. She ducks and then strikes back, putting Lord Kelvin on his back. Now even more enraged Lord Kelvin goes to attack Stephanie with his sword, but is intercepted by the Crown Prince. Lord Kelvin meekly backs down once he realizes just who he is dealing with. The Crown Prince, who saw the whole incident transpire, dresses down Lord Kelvin, leaving the nobleman fuming.
GM Notes: Yes Marcus is a jerk. And yes, Stephanie tends to punch people who annoy her.
Not much. There is what remains of the Duke's Guard, totaling about 40 men. There leader had to be killed as he was under a Geas from the demons, much like the former Captain of the Blackhawk. This group only patrolled the Duke's Island, New Town and Old Town.What forces do we have at our disposal?
The Free Guard were created to handle the rest of the city. These were men and women who volunteered to keep the peace. Most were just Adventurers trying to do some good while in town. The regular every day members number about a dozen. The Free Guard patrolled Cross Town and would venture into the Northern Slums. They avoided the Southern Slums.
In addition to that there is the various priesthoods here in town. Between the followers of Heironeous, Tymora, Mystra, Mortidus and Helm there is another forty men trained in fighting.
The biggest resource in Elcadan is the adventurers themselves. Drakkimor and his associates used to be based in Elcadan before his untimely death. The Archmage Sorvani and his wife Kayla runs another adventuring band, one that the untitled Argent adventured with but Validar would not know that just yet. There are numerous other adventurers as well who are not part of the Guardians or the Seekers. The Duke put out the call for adventurers to gather at the Castle tomorrow afternoon.
Now what?
Try it and find out!
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Chareos
“Shall we?” he looks to Burant as The Duchess and her body guard walk after Lady Sallvarian, he lowers his head in respect, “Your Grace.”
Looking to Burant, “So what have you been up to since I last seen you? Know any good spells?”
“That’s one heck of a Knock!” he mutters to himself.Once inside the Order Hall, the passengers are let out. There is surprisingly little resistance until cannon fire blasts through the tower from the outside! Charoes cringes as the whistles of the magi cannons blow through the walls. “What in the name of Mystra!” he exclaims as a wall of force goes up where the wall once was.
After a time the Lady Argent decides that she is tired and wants to wind down from the events of the day. After a short conversation with Jallarzi, Lady Argent steps up to Chareos. “I'm going to head up to my room to relax and unwind before turning in,” she says. “Want to spend some quiet time together or are you going to stay here with the King and his court?” Chareos agrees and we begin the walk to my room on the third floor of the estate. This was my home when I was Jallarzi's apprentice.
Chareos enjoys his time amongst the nobility as Lady Argent approaches. “ After the night we just had, some relaxation sounds well deserved,” he says easily as he escorts Lady Argent to her room. “Is that the spell you used? I don’t think I have ever seen that in use. Perhaps you could teach it to me?” he asks as they get closer to her quarters.“I've seen a Wall of Force before,” Lady Argent explains as they get closer to her quarters. “Been on the wrong side of one in fact. It was nice to be able to use on to my advantage.”
Chareos steps in to follow Argent as he spots figures in her room. For a moment, Chareos looks between the PJ Argent and Argent as his mouth falls open. His finger points at one then the other… “Even being warned does not prepare yourself!” As he takes in the two Argents, he sees Burant, but then the verbal Onslaught begins. For several moments Chareos listens to his girlfriend and PJ Argent. He goes from surprise, to awe and horror, to embarrassment, and a mixture of the three as the tirade continues! Chareos looks to Burant and merely shrugs, then tries to step in between the two Argents. “Perhaps it’s best if we….” As the Lady of the house raises her voice yelling “Kitchen Now!!” Chareos slinks back and moves closer to Burant as the Argents leave.She opens the door to her quarters and is in for a huge surprise. There are a pair of people already in her room! There is another Argent dressed in her sleeping clothes! With her is Burant, the other apprentice of Lord Sharadin. Burant and Chareos knew each other from that time. Lady Argent had briefly met Burant when she was trying to apprentice herself to Lord Sharadin. They shared a kiss before Argent became Jallarzi's apprentice. Now they were both in her room!
“That's a very short version of what happened,” Burant agreed.
“Shorter is sometimes clearer, Burant,” he says looking at his peer. “It would be my pleasure, Lady Sallavarian."“Lord Chareos, why don't you show your fellow apprentice to the guest room you were assigned,” Jallarzi continued. “I am sure you both have much to catch up on. In the meantime, I have a few choice words to say to your girlfriends.”
“Shall we?” he looks to Burant as The Duchess and her body guard walk after Lady Sallvarian, he lowers his head in respect, “Your Grace.”
Looking to Burant, “So what have you been up to since I last seen you? Know any good spells?”
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Re: New Frontiers #115 - 11/20/571 - Tower Rescue, Waterfall Inn, Kings Late Night Court
Argent:
“Yes, that was a Wall of Force,” Argent explains. “It creates an impenetrable barrier for a duration of the spell, about twenty minutes for me. The spell notes said it could even hold back the breath of a dragon, not that I am keen to find out for myself. Sure, I'll dig the spell out for you when we get to my room.”
Unfortunately, fate has other ideas. My evil double is hiding out in my room!
“I agree, some quiet time would be nice,” Lady Argent says with a smile as she and Lord Chareos start to walk off.Chareos wrote:Charoes enjoys his time amongst the nobility as Lady Argent approaches. “ After the night we just had some relaxation sounds well deserved.” He says easily as he escorts Lady Argent to her room. “Is that the spell you used? I don’t think I have ever seen that in use. Perhaps you could teach it to me?” he asks as they get closer to her quarters.
“Yes, that was a Wall of Force,” Argent explains. “It creates an impenetrable barrier for a duration of the spell, about twenty minutes for me. The spell notes said it could even hold back the breath of a dragon, not that I am keen to find out for myself. Sure, I'll dig the spell out for you when we get to my room.”
Unfortunately, fate has other ideas. My evil double is hiding out in my room!
Lady Argent is touched that Chareos tries to intercede, trying to keep us apart. Honestly, with his magically enhanced strength he could have easily just picked both of us up if he wanted to! She'll have to thank him when she next sees him. Jallarzi settles everything with just two words and both Argents walk off mortally embarrassed. Argent's night is far from over....Chareos wrote:Chareos steps in to follow Argent as he spots figures in her room. For a moment, Chareos looks between the PJ Argent and Argent as his mouth falls open. His finger points at one then the other… “Even being warned does not prepare yourself!” As he takes in the two Argents and then he sees Burant, but then the verbal Onslaught begins. For a several moments Charoes listens to his girlfriend and PJ Argent. He goes from surprise, to awe and horror , to embarrassment, and a mixture of the three as the tirade continues! Chareos looks to Burant and merely shrugs, then tries to step in between the two Argents. “Perhaps it’s best if we….” As the Lady of the house raises her voice yelling “Kitchen Now!!” Chareos slinks back and moves closer to Burant as the Argents leave.
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Update Lysandra
Update:
Duchess Lysandra:
“But eventually I did regret not having more to do when it came to shaping Pyris. Indeed, we had considered retiring when Validar became Baron as there seemed to be no more challenges for us. However this opportunity came along, and it revitalized Relon and I. We relish this challenge in reshaping Elcadan as both of us have many fond memories of what it was like before.”
“As I noted earlier, we do not plan to rule for very long. Maybe five years, ten at most. There is no guarantee that Elcadan will be fully reshaped by the time the change in rulership comes. By getting your input now, it will make the transition easier for you later on.”
While talking to Lady Brenna, Lysandra will introduce Gabriella. “Lady Allonica, may I present Lady Brenna Rowan, Sir Corley's mother and a dear friend of mine. Gabriella is my future daughter-in-law and one of the many young noble ladies I am mentoring.”
“Hello, Lady Allonica,” Lady Brenna will say with a smile. Turning back to Lysandra, she adds, “So a bunch of young nobles to mentor, is it? I think we can whip them into shape.”
“Lady Brenna,” the Duchess continued with a laugh, “is married to a General and raised three boys. She is accustomed to a very regimented lifestyle.”
Duchess Lysandra:
“The very first King of Cynalon set a precedent that most ruling nobles follow to this very day,” Duchess Lysandra explained. “Rulers do not rule until they die. Most will 'retire' and allow those next in succession to take over. At some point in the future, Relon and I will want to retire to a simpler life where we can spoil our grandchildren. Validar has already replaced his father as the Baron of Pyris. When we retire, he will then become the Duke of Streel. As his wife, you will obviously become the next Duchess. It's how these things work.”Lady Allonica wrote:Gabriella found herself agreeing with what Duchess Lysandra was saying. Then Lysandra mentioned Gabriella becoming Duchess! She tried hard to not look surprised at the statement. Her mind raced back to a conversation she had with Ivy in a Pyrisian castle tower. As she had said to the Azrellan priestess, it was only a short time ago that she was just a Merchant-lord's middle daughter. Pleasant circumstances had put her on the path to be named baroness in the near future. Now here, her Grace was suggesting that Gabriella would naturally be Duchess herself one day! The thought was somewhat shocking and quite a surprise to consider.
“I'm sure that you have noticed that I have been attempting to pass on my wisdom to your younger generation of nobility,” the Duchess continued. “Long ago, I was in your place. Engaged to the Baron of Pyris with only a small idea of what I was getting myself into. Lady Gwendolyn mentored me. Granted, the task before me was not as immense as what stands before you, when it comes to Elcadan. Lady Gwendolyn ruled Pyris for many years before Relon became Baron. By the time I became Baroness, Pyris was already well run. My initial task was to just not mess up all of her hard work. In time, I made some tweaks here and there, adjusted things to my own tastes. This is the state that Pyris will be in when you become Baroness. It may seem like a great challenge at first, but over time it will become easier.”Lady Allonica wrote:Gabriella composed herself before responding. "Firstly, thank you most kindly for considering my opinions in such an important discussion, your Grace." Considering her words carefully, she continued, "Hopefully, Elcadan will not incur serious damage or be in worse shape than its current condition. That could change the discussion dramatically, of course."
“But eventually I did regret not having more to do when it came to shaping Pyris. Indeed, we had considered retiring when Validar became Baron as there seemed to be no more challenges for us. However this opportunity came along, and it revitalized Relon and I. We relish this challenge in reshaping Elcadan as both of us have many fond memories of what it was like before.”
“As I noted earlier, we do not plan to rule for very long. Maybe five years, ten at most. There is no guarantee that Elcadan will be fully reshaped by the time the change in rulership comes. By getting your input now, it will make the transition easier for you later on.”
“It is a good place to start,” Duchess Lysandra will state. “Go with your strengths and what you are comfortable with. Unfortunately, we won't be able to accomplish much until this dreadful war is over. But having a plan of action in place beforehand is a good first step.”Lady Allonica wrote:Lady Allonica continued after a short pause to compose her suggestions. "My limited experience is in mercantilism, so my thoughts initially go towards that aspect. While some people consider that making the very most profit on each and every transaction is what makes one successful, this tactic is inherently dangerous because you not only lose the respect of all of your trade partners, but you also rob them of opportunities to grow their own wealth and therefore buy more from you. A fair deal is one where both sides feel as though they 'win'."
"Therefore, I think one necessary step is to change the current economic situation in Elcadan. This can be done a number of ways. Certainly there needs to be better education and business opportunities, so that poor people are not trapped in a cycle of working for another who exploits them. And a stable and equitable business environment needs to be established. In essence the guilds have controlled everything and that needs to be changed, as they take advantage of the imposed situation to their own benefit."
"It's not completely fair however, to ignore those who have been successful to an extent already. But if the business opportunities are expanded and trade is done without the guilds stealing profit, then those existing businesses will gain from current business and more people with available spending money. Ultimately the people all have a better quality of life and are much happier and productive.” She then smiles sheepishly. "I am sure there are many more things to consider, of course."
“There are three noble estates currently vacant,” Duchess Lysandra explains. “They have been searched for traps and other dangers. It is our plan to open them up to be used as a temporary refuge for all the citizens of Elcadan. Hopefully, there will be enough room for everyone. Tomorrow we will start to evacuate the main land and move them to safety.”Baron Validar wrote:Validar listens to his mother's idea. "I see what you are doing there," a brief smile on his face. "A fine idea. The inner island will be difficult to assault with the wide, fast-moving river. Even New Town and Old Town will be well protected. It is the mainland areas that worry me. There are no outer defenses like we have in Pyris. We need to be concerned about many people, not just the children, although they do need to be protected and away from the fight."
While talking to Lady Brenna, Lysandra will introduce Gabriella. “Lady Allonica, may I present Lady Brenna Rowan, Sir Corley's mother and a dear friend of mine. Gabriella is my future daughter-in-law and one of the many young noble ladies I am mentoring.”
“Hello, Lady Allonica,” Lady Brenna will say with a smile. Turning back to Lysandra, she adds, “So a bunch of young nobles to mentor, is it? I think we can whip them into shape.”
“Lady Brenna,” the Duchess continued with a laugh, “is married to a General and raised three boys. She is accustomed to a very regimented lifestyle.”
Try it and find out!
Update Burant
Update Burant:
Burant is shocked when the door to Argent's room opens and there is another Argent! Chareos is there as well. Both were apprentices to Lord Sharadin at the same time. An argument erupts between the Argents that gets loud and nasty. Finally, Lady Sallavarian breaks it up.
“I'm Burant,” Burant answers and quickly adds, “Your Grace. I was Lord Sharadin's Apprentice with Chareos.”
“Ah, I see,” the Duchess says in realization. “Good. We can always use another mage for what is to come.” The Duchess departs, following after Lady Sallavarian.
The pair walked to the room assigned to Chareos on the second floor of the Sallavarian Estate.
“I had some adventures,” Burant reports as they walk along. “Never really found a group that I wanted to stay with, if you know what I mean. Over a week ago, I heard that the Archmage Sorvani Caladon was putting a group together. He and his band had a good reputation, so I applied for the job. I was accepted and Sorvani had a getting to know each other dinner at the Marksend Inn. That's when I ran into my Argent. I met her back when she tried to apprentice herself to Lord Sharadin. She was so beautiful that I made a fool out of myself in front of her. We kissed, but didn't dare do anything else in our master's house. So my heart was racing when I saw her again.”
“But it was more complicated than that,” Burant continues. “She was with another man. He was this hulking barbarian named Thorvid. I swear he was like six and a half feet tall! He had muscles in places I didn't know you could have muscles. His arms were bigger than my legs! Argent and I exchanged greetings, but with Thorvid hovering around, I couldn't say all that much. I got the impression that she was still interested in me as well, but she had a giant-sized road block between us.”
“Sorvani was going to explore a place south of Elcadan on the northern edge of the Great Swamp. A place called Baltron's Beacon, because there was a tower in this abandoned castle that had a bright light in it. Figured it was a Continual Light spell.”
“We arrived there a few days later and found that the Cult of the Black Flame had taken up residence there. They were easily defeated, but this Black Flame got onto one of the cultists, and it burned their soul away, leaving behind a lifeless husk. It was terrifying to see!”
“We found that there was something under the castle,” Burant continues. “It was guarded by puzzles and traps, and we managed to make some progress. Then we ran into some kind of guardian demon. It plunged us all into darkness and started to take out the group one by one. Thorvid was killed in the assault. The demon threw him onto a bed of spikes. Dozens of spikes pierced his body and he quickly died a bloody mess. Others were killed and we were forced to withdraw. We were not prepared to deal with what we found underneath Baltron's Beacon. The bodies of the fallen were left behind as we fled for our lives.”
“Argent was upset, of course. She had strong feelings for Thorvid, but had realized that they couldn't last. He wasn't really all that smart. Unfortunately, Thorvid thought they were perfect, so she felt a bit trapped. Running into me just made it worse. But with Thorvid dead, we could be together, but it didn't feel right. We made our way back to Elcadan and arrived this evening. We were going to talk and figure out what we were going to do when it came to us. That's when you walked in with another Argent! My Argent was upset over what had happened. I can only assume that's where her anger came from.”
“So all of this comes as a shock to me,” Burant concludes. “But I take it that your story is much more interesting than mine?”
Burant is shocked when the door to Argent's room opens and there is another Argent! Chareos is there as well. Both were apprentices to Lord Sharadin at the same time. An argument erupts between the Argents that gets loud and nasty. Finally, Lady Sallavarian breaks it up.
“Lady Sallavarian?” Burant wondered, very confused by what just happened.Once the pair were out of sight, Jallarzi spoke to her Aunt Lysandra for a moment and then turned her attention to Lord Chareos and Burant.
“That's a very short version of what happened,” Burant agreed. “And no, I didn't know there were two of her. We haven't been together long.”Lady Sallavarian wrote:“My apologies for my outburst,” Jallarzi says. “If you didn't already know, there are two Argents now. There was an accident with the Pillar Artifacts about five weeks ago. Elspeth confirmed that they were both the same person, but they fought like cats and dogs when we put them together. We thought it safer to separate them. One came back to the estate to adventure around Elcadan. The other one ended up with the Guardians. That's the one you know as Lady Argent, Chareos. I can only assume the other Argent met you, Burant, and you both came the estate this evening with disastrous results.”
Lady Sallavarian wrote:“Lord Chareos, why don't you show your fellow apprentice to the guest room you were assigned,” Jallarzi continued. “I am sure you both have much to catch up on. In the meantime, I have a few choice words to say to your girlfriends.”
Chareos wrote:“Shorter is sometimes clearer, Burant.” He says looking at his peer. “It would be my pleasure, Lady Sallavarian.
“Hi Chareos,” Burant says, turning to his fellow apprentice. “What is this Lord Chareos' business?”With that, Jallarzi stalks off presumably following the Argents to the kitchen of the estate. If Chareos or Burant linger for any amount of time, they'll see Duchess Lysandra and her bodyguard Sir Belfor trailing after Jallarzi.
“Good evening, Lord Chareos,” Duchess Lysandra answered. Looking at Burant, she adds, “Who are you, young man?”Chareos wrote:“Shall we?” he looks to Burant as The Duchess and her body guard walk after Lady Sallavarian, he lowers his head in respect, “ Your Grace.”
“I'm Burant,” Burant answers and quickly adds, “Your Grace. I was Lord Sharadin's Apprentice with Chareos.”
“Ah, I see,” the Duchess says in realization. “Good. We can always use another mage for what is to come.” The Duchess departs, following after Lady Sallavarian.
“A few,” Burant will say, still trying to wrap is head around just what happened. “Sounds like you've had a lot happen to you. Lord Chareos is it? You're a noble now?”Chareos wrote:Looking to Burant, “So what have you been up to since I last seen you? Know any good spells?”
The pair walked to the room assigned to Chareos on the second floor of the Sallavarian Estate.
“I had some adventures,” Burant reports as they walk along. “Never really found a group that I wanted to stay with, if you know what I mean. Over a week ago, I heard that the Archmage Sorvani Caladon was putting a group together. He and his band had a good reputation, so I applied for the job. I was accepted and Sorvani had a getting to know each other dinner at the Marksend Inn. That's when I ran into my Argent. I met her back when she tried to apprentice herself to Lord Sharadin. She was so beautiful that I made a fool out of myself in front of her. We kissed, but didn't dare do anything else in our master's house. So my heart was racing when I saw her again.”
“But it was more complicated than that,” Burant continues. “She was with another man. He was this hulking barbarian named Thorvid. I swear he was like six and a half feet tall! He had muscles in places I didn't know you could have muscles. His arms were bigger than my legs! Argent and I exchanged greetings, but with Thorvid hovering around, I couldn't say all that much. I got the impression that she was still interested in me as well, but she had a giant-sized road block between us.”
“Sorvani was going to explore a place south of Elcadan on the northern edge of the Great Swamp. A place called Baltron's Beacon, because there was a tower in this abandoned castle that had a bright light in it. Figured it was a Continual Light spell.”
“We arrived there a few days later and found that the Cult of the Black Flame had taken up residence there. They were easily defeated, but this Black Flame got onto one of the cultists, and it burned their soul away, leaving behind a lifeless husk. It was terrifying to see!”
“We found that there was something under the castle,” Burant continues. “It was guarded by puzzles and traps, and we managed to make some progress. Then we ran into some kind of guardian demon. It plunged us all into darkness and started to take out the group one by one. Thorvid was killed in the assault. The demon threw him onto a bed of spikes. Dozens of spikes pierced his body and he quickly died a bloody mess. Others were killed and we were forced to withdraw. We were not prepared to deal with what we found underneath Baltron's Beacon. The bodies of the fallen were left behind as we fled for our lives.”
“Argent was upset, of course. She had strong feelings for Thorvid, but had realized that they couldn't last. He wasn't really all that smart. Unfortunately, Thorvid thought they were perfect, so she felt a bit trapped. Running into me just made it worse. But with Thorvid dead, we could be together, but it didn't feel right. We made our way back to Elcadan and arrived this evening. We were going to talk and figure out what we were going to do when it came to us. That's when you walked in with another Argent! My Argent was upset over what had happened. I can only assume that's where her anger came from.”
“So all of this comes as a shock to me,” Burant concludes. “But I take it that your story is much more interesting than mine?”
Try it and find out!
Re: New Frontiers #115 - 11/20/571 - Tower Rescue, Waterfall Inn, Kings Late Night Court
On the carriage ride to the castle, Validar's mother, the Duchess, surprised Gabriella with comments about her becoming Duchess herself one day.
Duchess Lysandra - “The very first King of Cynalon set a precedent that most ruling nobles follow to this very day,” Duchess Lysandra explained. “Rulers do not rule until they die. Most will 'retire' and allow those next in succession to take over. At some point in the future, Relon and I will want to retire to a simpler life where we can spoil our grandchildren. Validar has already replaced his father as the Baron of Pyris. When we retire, he will then become the Duke of Streel. As his wife, you will obviously become the next Duchess. It's how these things work.”
"Yes, yes, I understand," Gabriella said, composing herself. "I am just getting used to the idea of becoming Baroness of Pyris. I had hoped that Validar and I would marry for some time now, but that alone was obviously going to be a big change. Neither of us were expecting to be ruling so soon."
Duchess Lysandra - “I'm sure that you have noticed that I have been attempting to pass on my wisdom to your younger generation of nobility,” the Duchess continued. “Long ago, I was in your place. Engaged to the Baron of Pyris with only a small idea of what I was getting myself into. Lady Gwendolyn mentored me. Granted, the task before me was not as immense as what stands before you, when it comes to Elcadan. Lady Gwendolyn ruled Pyris for many years before Relon became Baron. By the time I became Baroness, Pyris was already well run. My initial task was to just not mess up all of her hard work. In time, I made some tweaks here and there, adjusted things to my own tastes. This is the state that Pyris will be in when you become Baroness. It may seem like a great challenge at first, but over time it will become easier.”
“But eventually I did regret not having more to do when it came to shaping Pyris. Indeed, we had considered retiring when Validar became Baron as there seemed to be no more challenges for us. However this opportunity came along, and it revitalized Relon and me. We relish this challenge in reshaping Elcadan as both of us have many good memories of what it was like before.”
"Your wisdom is certainly welcome, Your Grace," Gabriella responded respectfully. She was still not comfortable enough to be casual around Validar's parents. "I will do my very best to live up to the family lineage and your expectations."
"I am sure you will, my dear. Validar has always had excellent taste in many things. If he chose you as his bride to be, then you should be up to the challenge."
"Thank you, Your Grace. My mother wished for me to have a special life. She told me that she had foreseen it, though I know not exactly how. But I doubt even she expected that I might one day become a Duchess in Cynalon!" Gabriella smiled sheepishly at the thought. "While it is an exciting thought, there is much to accomplish in the meantime."
Duchess Lysandra - “As I noted earlier, we do not plan to rule for very long. Maybe five years, ten at most. There is no guarantee that Elcadan will be fully reshaped by the time the change in rulership comes. By getting your input now, it will make the transition easier for you later on.”
"I understand a bit more now why you ask the question. It is a complicated situation to be sure. And as you say, one not resolved quickly, or even easily. However, I imagine with you and the Duke forging Elcadan in your own image that much good will be accomplished from this day forward."
Gabriella details some of her initial thoughts on what would make Elcadan better in the short term. Where to begin, as it were.
“It is a good place to start,” Duchess Lysandra will state. “Go with your strengths and what you are comfortable with. Unfortunately, we won't be able to accomplish much until this dreadful war is over. But having a plan of action in place beforehand is a good first step.”
"I would certainly enjoy the opportunity to discuss this further with yourself and the Duke, Your Grace."
After the group arrives at Castle Elcadan, Validar's sister Rachel give Gabriella a tour of the halls. This gives her and Rachel a chance to spend some time just chatting. The place is quite large, on the level of Corunglain. Given a choice of rooms, she picks out something suitable for Validar and herself.
“Hello, Lady Allonica,” Lady Brenna will say with a smile. Turning back to Lysandra, she adds, “So a bunch of young nobles to mentor, is it? I think we can whip them into shape.”
“Lady Brenna,” the Duchess continued with a laugh, “is married to a General and raised three boys. She is accustomed to a very regimented lifestyle.”
Gabriella curtesies at the her elder. “Pleased to make your acquaintance, Lady Brenna. Raising three boys must have been a challenge, but it seems they have all turned out quite well.”
Duchess Lysandra - “The very first King of Cynalon set a precedent that most ruling nobles follow to this very day,” Duchess Lysandra explained. “Rulers do not rule until they die. Most will 'retire' and allow those next in succession to take over. At some point in the future, Relon and I will want to retire to a simpler life where we can spoil our grandchildren. Validar has already replaced his father as the Baron of Pyris. When we retire, he will then become the Duke of Streel. As his wife, you will obviously become the next Duchess. It's how these things work.”
"Yes, yes, I understand," Gabriella said, composing herself. "I am just getting used to the idea of becoming Baroness of Pyris. I had hoped that Validar and I would marry for some time now, but that alone was obviously going to be a big change. Neither of us were expecting to be ruling so soon."
Duchess Lysandra - “I'm sure that you have noticed that I have been attempting to pass on my wisdom to your younger generation of nobility,” the Duchess continued. “Long ago, I was in your place. Engaged to the Baron of Pyris with only a small idea of what I was getting myself into. Lady Gwendolyn mentored me. Granted, the task before me was not as immense as what stands before you, when it comes to Elcadan. Lady Gwendolyn ruled Pyris for many years before Relon became Baron. By the time I became Baroness, Pyris was already well run. My initial task was to just not mess up all of her hard work. In time, I made some tweaks here and there, adjusted things to my own tastes. This is the state that Pyris will be in when you become Baroness. It may seem like a great challenge at first, but over time it will become easier.”
“But eventually I did regret not having more to do when it came to shaping Pyris. Indeed, we had considered retiring when Validar became Baron as there seemed to be no more challenges for us. However this opportunity came along, and it revitalized Relon and me. We relish this challenge in reshaping Elcadan as both of us have many good memories of what it was like before.”
"Your wisdom is certainly welcome, Your Grace," Gabriella responded respectfully. She was still not comfortable enough to be casual around Validar's parents. "I will do my very best to live up to the family lineage and your expectations."
"I am sure you will, my dear. Validar has always had excellent taste in many things. If he chose you as his bride to be, then you should be up to the challenge."
"Thank you, Your Grace. My mother wished for me to have a special life. She told me that she had foreseen it, though I know not exactly how. But I doubt even she expected that I might one day become a Duchess in Cynalon!" Gabriella smiled sheepishly at the thought. "While it is an exciting thought, there is much to accomplish in the meantime."
Duchess Lysandra - “As I noted earlier, we do not plan to rule for very long. Maybe five years, ten at most. There is no guarantee that Elcadan will be fully reshaped by the time the change in rulership comes. By getting your input now, it will make the transition easier for you later on.”
"I understand a bit more now why you ask the question. It is a complicated situation to be sure. And as you say, one not resolved quickly, or even easily. However, I imagine with you and the Duke forging Elcadan in your own image that much good will be accomplished from this day forward."
Gabriella details some of her initial thoughts on what would make Elcadan better in the short term. Where to begin, as it were.
“It is a good place to start,” Duchess Lysandra will state. “Go with your strengths and what you are comfortable with. Unfortunately, we won't be able to accomplish much until this dreadful war is over. But having a plan of action in place beforehand is a good first step.”
"I would certainly enjoy the opportunity to discuss this further with yourself and the Duke, Your Grace."
After the group arrives at Castle Elcadan, Validar's sister Rachel give Gabriella a tour of the halls. This gives her and Rachel a chance to spend some time just chatting. The place is quite large, on the level of Corunglain. Given a choice of rooms, she picks out something suitable for Validar and herself.
“Hello, Lady Allonica,” Lady Brenna will say with a smile. Turning back to Lysandra, she adds, “So a bunch of young nobles to mentor, is it? I think we can whip them into shape.”
“Lady Brenna,” the Duchess continued with a laugh, “is married to a General and raised three boys. She is accustomed to a very regimented lifestyle.”
Gabriella curtesies at the her elder. “Pleased to make your acquaintance, Lady Brenna. Raising three boys must have been a challenge, but it seems they have all turned out quite well.”
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Re: New Frontiers #115 - 11/20/571 - Tower Rescue, Waterfall Inn, Kings Late Night Court
Jallarzi Sallavarian:
Lady Sallavarian's day started seemingly normal. By the end of the day, it had been anything but normal. The morning started off with her typical morning staff meeting. Having breakfast with her guests and tending to whatever issues arose during the morning. The rest of the morning was spent training her latest apprentice, Tinuel. Lunch was served and after that there was Aunt Lysandra's meeting with the other young noble ladies. The true purpose of the meeting was so Her Grace could attempt to mentor the young nobles. She believed that the older generation of nobility needed to train and mold the younger generation. Pass on her lifetime of experience and wisdom. Some were eager to learn, others not as excited. As with all things, it would take time.
After that came the carriage ride into Elcadan. Riding with Jallarzi and Aunt Lysandra was Gabriella and Ivy. The Azrellan priestess looked miserable and Jallarzi only knew some of the issues she was grappling with. Mother Boelle had died, and she was a mother figure to Elspeth and Ivy. Jallarzi lived through the pain of the death of her mother and such things hit different people differently. Jallarzi was confident that Ivy would find her way through this, so she mostly just left her alone as that seemed what she desired the most.
Our first destination was the Azrellan Temple in Old Town. In her younger days, Aunt Lysandra was comforted by Boelle and now wished to honor her. Jallarzi had been here many times before as she was good friends with Elspeth, who was now the head of this temple. While the others mingle with the orphans, Jallarzi will chat with Elspeth for a time.
After a short visit, it was back into the carriage and on to Castle Elcadan. Talk turns to what can be done to improve the conditions for the orphans and ideas on restoring some of the old traditions of Elcadan.
Jallarzi also realizes that she'll need to evacuate the staff of her estate. There are many whole families who live there along with children. Some of the staff have served the Sallavarians for generations.
“I need to move my staff to safety,” Jallarzi realizes. “The estate is not really defensible. There are many families with their own children there too. They'll have to evacuate as I will be a high value target.”
“Again, the castle seems like the best location,” Lysandra reiterated. “Plus, we'll need their services to keep things going. This will be an enormous undertaking and I will need all of your help. Indeed, the aid of all of Elcadan.”
“Agreed. I'll have them start evacuating tomorrow.”
The afternoon is a flurry of activity as the Diabolus Molentis is discovered. It's an ancient Spell Engine that was constructed to counter devils and demons. Most likely it was created in the aftermath of the fall of Old Elcadan to demons. Jallarzi bonds with the Spell Engine and then uses it to draw any devil or demon in Elcadan into its holding chamber. Then, using a different function, the device destroys them. Elcadan is free from diabolical creatures.
The rest of the afternoon passed pleasantly enough. As evening was drawing near, Jallarzi was expecting to be returning to the estate for supper and a quiet evening. However, her Uncle Relon has other ideas. She chats with many who are present, especially Killian. It seems like both want to say more to each other, but are merely cordial with each other at this time. To many others around to get into personal details. They try not to linger close to each other, but are not entirely successful.
The Duke announces that everyone will be joining them for dinner at the Waterfall Inn, a local eatery that Jallarzi has been to many times before. However, that was not the only surprise, as the Duke and Duchess reveal that they knew about Jallarzi's relationship with Killian! Jallarzi was embarrassed, but Killian quickly recovered and seemingly won over her Aunt and Uncle.
After the meal, almost everyone rides back to the Sallavarian Estate. Lady Ivy walks back to her home temple accompanied by Sir Acerion. Jallarzi lingers behind to have a few words in private with Killian.
“I'm so sorry about what happened,” she tells Killian. “I had no idea they were planning this.”
Taking Jallarzi into his arms, Killian says, “I assumed that given just how embarrassed you were, my sweet. Alas, what is done is done. Actually, I think I feel a measure of relief. No more having to skulk around in the night.”
“But you like skulking around in the night,” Jallarzi pointed out.
“I will adapt, it's what I do.” Killian answered with a laugh. “You feel very tense. How about I stop by later and give you a rub down?”
“As tempting as that may be, I have things to do and many guests to attend to,” Jallarzi answered. “Besides, there are more guards now than ever patrolling the estate.”
“Care to wager if I can reach your bed chamber unnoticed or not?” Killian teased.
“No, I would rather not,” Jallarzi countered. “I know a sucker bet when I see one. At any rate, I do need to go. I have to travel to Gateway and retrieve General Logan.”
“Then I will not interfere with your mission any further, my sweet.”
The two shared a lingering kiss before separating. “I'll see you tomorrow,” Jallarzi called out right before she teleported away.
“I look forward to it,” Killian replied. He made his way from the Waterfall Inn and to the local Temple of Tymora.
Lady Sallavarian's day started seemingly normal. By the end of the day, it had been anything but normal. The morning started off with her typical morning staff meeting. Having breakfast with her guests and tending to whatever issues arose during the morning. The rest of the morning was spent training her latest apprentice, Tinuel. Lunch was served and after that there was Aunt Lysandra's meeting with the other young noble ladies. The true purpose of the meeting was so Her Grace could attempt to mentor the young nobles. She believed that the older generation of nobility needed to train and mold the younger generation. Pass on her lifetime of experience and wisdom. Some were eager to learn, others not as excited. As with all things, it would take time.
After that came the carriage ride into Elcadan. Riding with Jallarzi and Aunt Lysandra was Gabriella and Ivy. The Azrellan priestess looked miserable and Jallarzi only knew some of the issues she was grappling with. Mother Boelle had died, and she was a mother figure to Elspeth and Ivy. Jallarzi lived through the pain of the death of her mother and such things hit different people differently. Jallarzi was confident that Ivy would find her way through this, so she mostly just left her alone as that seemed what she desired the most.
Our first destination was the Azrellan Temple in Old Town. In her younger days, Aunt Lysandra was comforted by Boelle and now wished to honor her. Jallarzi had been here many times before as she was good friends with Elspeth, who was now the head of this temple. While the others mingle with the orphans, Jallarzi will chat with Elspeth for a time.
After a short visit, it was back into the carriage and on to Castle Elcadan. Talk turns to what can be done to improve the conditions for the orphans and ideas on restoring some of the old traditions of Elcadan.
Jallarzi also realizes that she'll need to evacuate the staff of her estate. There are many whole families who live there along with children. Some of the staff have served the Sallavarians for generations.
“I need to move my staff to safety,” Jallarzi realizes. “The estate is not really defensible. There are many families with their own children there too. They'll have to evacuate as I will be a high value target.”
“Again, the castle seems like the best location,” Lysandra reiterated. “Plus, we'll need their services to keep things going. This will be an enormous undertaking and I will need all of your help. Indeed, the aid of all of Elcadan.”
“Agreed. I'll have them start evacuating tomorrow.”
The afternoon is a flurry of activity as the Diabolus Molentis is discovered. It's an ancient Spell Engine that was constructed to counter devils and demons. Most likely it was created in the aftermath of the fall of Old Elcadan to demons. Jallarzi bonds with the Spell Engine and then uses it to draw any devil or demon in Elcadan into its holding chamber. Then, using a different function, the device destroys them. Elcadan is free from diabolical creatures.
The rest of the afternoon passed pleasantly enough. As evening was drawing near, Jallarzi was expecting to be returning to the estate for supper and a quiet evening. However, her Uncle Relon has other ideas. She chats with many who are present, especially Killian. It seems like both want to say more to each other, but are merely cordial with each other at this time. To many others around to get into personal details. They try not to linger close to each other, but are not entirely successful.
The Duke announces that everyone will be joining them for dinner at the Waterfall Inn, a local eatery that Jallarzi has been to many times before. However, that was not the only surprise, as the Duke and Duchess reveal that they knew about Jallarzi's relationship with Killian! Jallarzi was embarrassed, but Killian quickly recovered and seemingly won over her Aunt and Uncle.
After the meal, almost everyone rides back to the Sallavarian Estate. Lady Ivy walks back to her home temple accompanied by Sir Acerion. Jallarzi lingers behind to have a few words in private with Killian.
“I'm so sorry about what happened,” she tells Killian. “I had no idea they were planning this.”
Taking Jallarzi into his arms, Killian says, “I assumed that given just how embarrassed you were, my sweet. Alas, what is done is done. Actually, I think I feel a measure of relief. No more having to skulk around in the night.”
“But you like skulking around in the night,” Jallarzi pointed out.
“I will adapt, it's what I do.” Killian answered with a laugh. “You feel very tense. How about I stop by later and give you a rub down?”
“As tempting as that may be, I have things to do and many guests to attend to,” Jallarzi answered. “Besides, there are more guards now than ever patrolling the estate.”
“Care to wager if I can reach your bed chamber unnoticed or not?” Killian teased.
“No, I would rather not,” Jallarzi countered. “I know a sucker bet when I see one. At any rate, I do need to go. I have to travel to Gateway and retrieve General Logan.”
“Then I will not interfere with your mission any further, my sweet.”
The two shared a lingering kiss before separating. “I'll see you tomorrow,” Jallarzi called out right before she teleported away.
“I look forward to it,” Killian replied. He made his way from the Waterfall Inn and to the local Temple of Tymora.
Edwina! Stop that!
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Lady Jallarzi Sallavarian Continued:
The mission to Gateway was a success. Jallarzi teleported to a known location inside the manor house that Lord Sharadin used when he was based in Gateway. Using her magic, Jallarzi was able to locate the General, his wife and his assistant. They were being held under guard by Duke Kelvin's forces. Jallarzi simply entered the area where they were being held and teleported away with all three of them.
A heartbeat later, they all appeared in the teleportation arrival area on the Sallavarian Estate. Inside the top of the tallest tower on the estate. The group made their way down the tower, across the back of the estate towards the main house. The others had already returned from their mission to the Order Hall in Alexandria. Lots of plotting and planning were in progress.
After a time, Jallarzi excused herself and started to walk to her suite on the third floor of the estate. The one on the opposite side from the suite the Duke and Duchess were currently using. As she neared the third floor, shouting could be heard and Jallarzi quickened her pace. It sounded like Argent's voice, and she was arguing with... herself?
“Oh no...” Jallarzi muttered as she got closer. Rounding the corner she saw what she had been fearing. Lady Argent was there, still dressed in her adventuring gear. Before her was the other Argent in her sleeping attire. Lord Chareos was trying to keep them apart.
“KITCHEN! NOW!” Jallarzi yelled at the top of her lungs. She had seen this bickering before, back when it was first discovered that there were two Argents. They just picked up right where they had left off.
Both Argents quit speaking immediately and silence filled the hallway once more. The two Argents hung their heads and began the long walk to the estate's kitchen without saying a word. Once the pair were out of sight, Jallarzi spoke to her Aunt Lysandra for a moment and then turned her attention to Lord Chareos and Burant. Afterwards, she stalked after the Argents. Jallarzi's long and emotional day had just gotten longer.
(See Chapter Two of Argent's Adventures Book 13 for what happens in the kitchen.)
Not long after confronting her apprentices, Jallarzi was retracing her steps back to the main house, accompanying Duchess Lysandra and Sir Belfor, her bodyguard. Jallarzi stops near one of the entrances to the Grand Hall where most of her guests were plotting their strategy.
“Goodnight, Aunt Lysandra,” Jallarzi told the Duchess. “I need to bring everyone else up to date on our unexpected Argent situation.”
“Of course, dear,” Lysandra answered. “We'll talk in the morning.”
While Duchess Lysandra continued on towards her quarters, Jallarzi took a deep breath and entered the Grand Hall of the Estate. The King and those around him were locked in a deep strategy session. Ideas were coming fast and furious.
“My Liege, if I may,” Jallarzi called out.
“You have news, Lady Sallavarian?” The King asked. The conversation going on around the King came to a stop.
“Of a fashion, Your Majesty,” Jallarzi stated as all eyes in the hall looked at her. “We discussed before in court that my apprentice had been duplicated. Well, they are both here now. I had to break up a shouting match between the two. I just wanted to make everyone aware of this news as you might find yourself speaking to the other Argent when you think you are talking to Lady Argent.”
“If the other Argent is as skilled as Lady Argent,” the King reasoned, “then it is a boon for us. Another powerful mage to use against our enemies.”
“I am unsure what the other Argent's skill level currently is,” Jallarzi added, “but I cannot imagine that they are too far apart in magical prowess.”
Before leaving the hall, Jallarzi will seek out her cousin, Sir Validar. “Hello cousin. It seems your mission met with success. I have a favor to ask of you. Given that the enemy is nearly here, and I am no doubt among the targets, I am going to move my staff and their families from the estate to the castle. The most prudent way to do this is to use the Blackhawk as it can carry many people and supplies. There is a dock on the north side of the castle. The plan is to load up here, move the ship to the dock. It might take a few round trips to pull this off, but it's faster than traveling on foot or by wagon.”
Should he ask about Argent, Jallarzi would add, “As for my apprentice, I will deal with her. We separated them before, but now I am going to force them to put up with each other. They can both be useful in our cause, so there is no time to coddle them. I have the situation under control. Well, as controlled one can be when dealing with two Argents.”
Before retiring to her quarters, she'll ask the nighttime staff to keep an eye on the two Argents to make sure they don't attack each other. Since they will most likely be up half the night, Jallarzi will ensure that they are not disturbed in the morning. Jallarzi will deal with them after tomorrow morning's funeral.
After that, Jallarzi finally retires for the evening. She hopes tomorrow will be a much easier day.
The mission to Gateway was a success. Jallarzi teleported to a known location inside the manor house that Lord Sharadin used when he was based in Gateway. Using her magic, Jallarzi was able to locate the General, his wife and his assistant. They were being held under guard by Duke Kelvin's forces. Jallarzi simply entered the area where they were being held and teleported away with all three of them.
A heartbeat later, they all appeared in the teleportation arrival area on the Sallavarian Estate. Inside the top of the tallest tower on the estate. The group made their way down the tower, across the back of the estate towards the main house. The others had already returned from their mission to the Order Hall in Alexandria. Lots of plotting and planning were in progress.
After a time, Jallarzi excused herself and started to walk to her suite on the third floor of the estate. The one on the opposite side from the suite the Duke and Duchess were currently using. As she neared the third floor, shouting could be heard and Jallarzi quickened her pace. It sounded like Argent's voice, and she was arguing with... herself?
“Oh no...” Jallarzi muttered as she got closer. Rounding the corner she saw what she had been fearing. Lady Argent was there, still dressed in her adventuring gear. Before her was the other Argent in her sleeping attire. Lord Chareos was trying to keep them apart.
“KITCHEN! NOW!” Jallarzi yelled at the top of her lungs. She had seen this bickering before, back when it was first discovered that there were two Argents. They just picked up right where they had left off.
Both Argents quit speaking immediately and silence filled the hallway once more. The two Argents hung their heads and began the long walk to the estate's kitchen without saying a word. Once the pair were out of sight, Jallarzi spoke to her Aunt Lysandra for a moment and then turned her attention to Lord Chareos and Burant. Afterwards, she stalked after the Argents. Jallarzi's long and emotional day had just gotten longer.
(See Chapter Two of Argent's Adventures Book 13 for what happens in the kitchen.)
Not long after confronting her apprentices, Jallarzi was retracing her steps back to the main house, accompanying Duchess Lysandra and Sir Belfor, her bodyguard. Jallarzi stops near one of the entrances to the Grand Hall where most of her guests were plotting their strategy.
“Goodnight, Aunt Lysandra,” Jallarzi told the Duchess. “I need to bring everyone else up to date on our unexpected Argent situation.”
“Of course, dear,” Lysandra answered. “We'll talk in the morning.”
While Duchess Lysandra continued on towards her quarters, Jallarzi took a deep breath and entered the Grand Hall of the Estate. The King and those around him were locked in a deep strategy session. Ideas were coming fast and furious.
“My Liege, if I may,” Jallarzi called out.
“You have news, Lady Sallavarian?” The King asked. The conversation going on around the King came to a stop.
“Of a fashion, Your Majesty,” Jallarzi stated as all eyes in the hall looked at her. “We discussed before in court that my apprentice had been duplicated. Well, they are both here now. I had to break up a shouting match between the two. I just wanted to make everyone aware of this news as you might find yourself speaking to the other Argent when you think you are talking to Lady Argent.”
“If the other Argent is as skilled as Lady Argent,” the King reasoned, “then it is a boon for us. Another powerful mage to use against our enemies.”
“I am unsure what the other Argent's skill level currently is,” Jallarzi added, “but I cannot imagine that they are too far apart in magical prowess.”
Before leaving the hall, Jallarzi will seek out her cousin, Sir Validar. “Hello cousin. It seems your mission met with success. I have a favor to ask of you. Given that the enemy is nearly here, and I am no doubt among the targets, I am going to move my staff and their families from the estate to the castle. The most prudent way to do this is to use the Blackhawk as it can carry many people and supplies. There is a dock on the north side of the castle. The plan is to load up here, move the ship to the dock. It might take a few round trips to pull this off, but it's faster than traveling on foot or by wagon.”
Should he ask about Argent, Jallarzi would add, “As for my apprentice, I will deal with her. We separated them before, but now I am going to force them to put up with each other. They can both be useful in our cause, so there is no time to coddle them. I have the situation under control. Well, as controlled one can be when dealing with two Argents.”
Before retiring to her quarters, she'll ask the nighttime staff to keep an eye on the two Argents to make sure they don't attack each other. Since they will most likely be up half the night, Jallarzi will ensure that they are not disturbed in the morning. Jallarzi will deal with them after tomorrow morning's funeral.
After that, Jallarzi finally retires for the evening. She hopes tomorrow will be a much easier day.
Edwina! Stop that!
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Civil War Planning
There is talk about how to deal with the multiple attacks coming at us from Athenos, the Inner Kingdom and Corunglain. Anything from the Corunglain area has not been identified, so we have no idea where the threat may be. Fortunately Fort Fletcher has been secured and at least part of the orc war horde was destroyed. However, there are armies bearing down directly on Elcadan and Pyris.
Validar stood to address those who had been assembled by the new King. "This is neither a simple tactical problem, nor a typical one by any means. We need to stop an army numbering well into the upper hundreds, while protecting the citizens of Elcadan. We have essentially no troops of our own. We have assembled perhaps 100 or 120 adventurers, which would easily defeat such an army, with the skills and the powers involved. Eleven of us turned back larger numbers of humanoids under Corunglain. But we also do not want to harm those incoming soldiers. In most cases they are likely only following orders. But they will destroy and pillage, if not opposed."
"Therefore, we have very little choice. We must attack." Validar paused a moment to let that thought sink in. There was quite a bit of murmuring in the gathered group. "But in this case it will be a double surgical strike. And as such we have three priorities. One is to stop the army from approaching Elcadan any further. That can be done by the amount of adventurers we have, without directly harming the troops. Magickal walls and other impediments will be enough, provided the other two tasks are completed."
"First, we must strike directly at the leaders of the force. As I mentioned, it will be a surgical strike. We have a couple of mages with access to flight and invisibility to take the Stone House to the leaders before they break camp. A strike force in the House captures or eliminates the leaders and we take control of the army. Simple effective, with minimal bloodshed."
"Then we repeat the process in Athenos itself, removing the Duke and his advisors. That reduces the three front war down to two and gives us a suitable force to better defend Elcadan. We need to strike as soon as possibly, ideally first thing in the morning. Any questions?"
There is talk about how to deal with the multiple attacks coming at us from Athenos, the Inner Kingdom and Corunglain. Anything from the Corunglain area has not been identified, so we have no idea where the threat may be. Fortunately Fort Fletcher has been secured and at least part of the orc war horde was destroyed. However, there are armies bearing down directly on Elcadan and Pyris.
Validar stood to address those who had been assembled by the new King. "This is neither a simple tactical problem, nor a typical one by any means. We need to stop an army numbering well into the upper hundreds, while protecting the citizens of Elcadan. We have essentially no troops of our own. We have assembled perhaps 100 or 120 adventurers, which would easily defeat such an army, with the skills and the powers involved. Eleven of us turned back larger numbers of humanoids under Corunglain. But we also do not want to harm those incoming soldiers. In most cases they are likely only following orders. But they will destroy and pillage, if not opposed."
"Therefore, we have very little choice. We must attack." Validar paused a moment to let that thought sink in. There was quite a bit of murmuring in the gathered group. "But in this case it will be a double surgical strike. And as such we have three priorities. One is to stop the army from approaching Elcadan any further. That can be done by the amount of adventurers we have, without directly harming the troops. Magickal walls and other impediments will be enough, provided the other two tasks are completed."
"First, we must strike directly at the leaders of the force. As I mentioned, it will be a surgical strike. We have a couple of mages with access to flight and invisibility to take the Stone House to the leaders before they break camp. A strike force in the House captures or eliminates the leaders and we take control of the army. Simple effective, with minimal bloodshed."
"Then we repeat the process in Athenos itself, removing the Duke and his advisors. That reduces the three front war down to two and gives us a suitable force to better defend Elcadan. We need to strike as soon as possibly, ideally first thing in the morning. Any questions?"
Conquer or Die!
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Jallarzi Conversation
Before leaving the hall, Jallarzi will seek out her cousin, Sir Validar. “Hello cousin. It seems your mission met with success. I have a favor to ask of you. Given that the enemy is nearly here, and I am no doubt among the targets, I am going to move my staff and their families from the estate to the castle. The most prudent way to do this is to use the Blackhawk as it can carry many people and supplies. There is a dock on the north side of the castle. The plan is to load up here, move the ship to the dock. It might take a few round trips to pull this off, but it's faster than traveling on foot or by wagon.”
"Good to see you, Jallarzi. Yes, the mission went entirely as expected." Validar listens to his cousin's request.
"That does seem to make sense, but please do not tarry and do so as quickly as possible. With Kelvin's army bearing down on my barony, I will need a quick transport from our battles here at Elcadan back to Pyris. I will not allow our fair lands to be soiled by his foul presence."
"So what's the issue with Argent? We will need her for the imminent battles ahead."
Jallarzi explains, “As for my apprentice, I will deal with her. We separated them before, but now I am going to force them to put up with each other. They can both be useful in our cause, so there is no time to coddle them. I have the situation under control. Well, as controlled one can be when dealing with two Argents.”
"Unfortunate timing," Validar says as his brow furrows. "We need everyone at full capabilities if we are to pull off this assault with minimal casualties."
Before leaving the hall, Jallarzi will seek out her cousin, Sir Validar. “Hello cousin. It seems your mission met with success. I have a favor to ask of you. Given that the enemy is nearly here, and I am no doubt among the targets, I am going to move my staff and their families from the estate to the castle. The most prudent way to do this is to use the Blackhawk as it can carry many people and supplies. There is a dock on the north side of the castle. The plan is to load up here, move the ship to the dock. It might take a few round trips to pull this off, but it's faster than traveling on foot or by wagon.”
"Good to see you, Jallarzi. Yes, the mission went entirely as expected." Validar listens to his cousin's request.
"That does seem to make sense, but please do not tarry and do so as quickly as possible. With Kelvin's army bearing down on my barony, I will need a quick transport from our battles here at Elcadan back to Pyris. I will not allow our fair lands to be soiled by his foul presence."
"So what's the issue with Argent? We will need her for the imminent battles ahead."
Jallarzi explains, “As for my apprentice, I will deal with her. We separated them before, but now I am going to force them to put up with each other. They can both be useful in our cause, so there is no time to coddle them. I have the situation under control. Well, as controlled one can be when dealing with two Argents.”
"Unfortunate timing," Validar says as his brow furrows. "We need everyone at full capabilities if we are to pull off this assault with minimal casualties."
Conquer or Die!
Re: New Frontiers #115 - 11/20/571 - Tower Rescue, Waterfall Inn, Kings Late Night Court
The previous evening, after everyone had returned to the Sallavarian Estate,….
“Validar!”
The Baron of Pyris turned at the familiar voice. But oddly it was not sweet and melodious. Validar had not heard his woman seemingly so angry before. The accusing tone once more accompanied his name. Gabriella stopped a short distance away, hands on hips and a displeased look on her face. Her eyes bore at him with deep emotion.
Validar excused the attendant with which he was discussing matters. “We will meet again soon. This appears important and immediate.” The man nodded and excused himself.
He turned to face Gabriella, still unsure what the problem might be. “What troubles you, my love?” He took a few steps to reach her and attempted to take her hands in his. Surprisingly, she threw his hands down and stepped back.
“Why did you lie to me?” The accusation was a biting surprise.
Validar looked at her quizzically, cocking his head slightly to the side as he tried to determine just what it was that she was talking about. “I do not understand to what you are referring, my sweet.”
“Why did you lie to me?!” This was repeated even louder than before and her anger seemed to be growing.
This baffled the Baron. “I have never lied to you,” he finally offered. He stepped forward to close the gap between them again. "What do you mean?"
Gabriella’s eyebrows drew closer as her eyes shot daggers at her fiancé. She pursed her lips and her nostrils flared slightly. “Then why are people saying that you died?!” She was just short of yelling and gesturing wildly.
Validar took a deep breath. “Why don’t we take this discussion in private and I will be happy to answer any of your questions?”
His calmness seemed to make her more frustrated. “Why don’t we deal with this right here and right now!” She slapped him hard on the chest. “Why didn’t you tell me what really happened?!” She slapped him again and started to cry. Tears began to run down her face as she turned away.
Validar stepped up behind his love and placed his hands on her shoulders. She shrugged them off with a word-less noise. “Gabriella….” He didn’t get far.
“Everyone is talking... about how... you died in the ambush two days ago, like it was some... normal occurrence,” she said through sobs that shook her body. “And you didn’t even bother... to tell me!”
He placed his hands on her shoulders once more, this time firmly and turned her to face him. “I didn’t want you to worry, my love. I’m not dead. I’m standing here with you, alive as everyone else in this room.” He looked into her heart-broken face as she wiped some of her tears away. “It was a desperate battle. The attack was led by one of the evil Deville sisters. They are terrible foes. They launched a very effective ambush. I had the opportunity to engage the demoness directly and took it, snuffing out the life of its mortal coil.”
“And she killed you…,” Gabriella nearly whispered, her voice cracking with the words she managed to get out.
“So I am told.” Validar’s response was just as quiet and reserved.
“I don’t know…,” she was choking back tears as she tried to speak. “I don’t know… if I can take this.” She buried her face in her hands, sobbing. After a moment, she looked up at him again. “And I what am I to do when they come to me… and say that you died… and didn’t come back.” She was trying to catch her breath from the sobs.
“Oh Gabriella, my love.” He took her in his arms once more, trying to comfort her fears. “I will always come back to you. I’ve only died twice.” He was about to say that he had no intention to do so again anytime soon, but that was interrupted by a hard slap across the cheek.
Gabriella then turned and rushed out of the room. Validar grimaced, not from the slap, but from the thought that he did not know how to resolve this problem. He looked about the room and everyone was silent. Perhaps it would have been better to mention this fact to her soon after the battle was over. He was trying to shield her from the worry and fear that came from such pitched battles. He certainly wasn’t expecting this response. It appeared this was a situation in which he had no right answer.
“Validar!”
The Baron of Pyris turned at the familiar voice. But oddly it was not sweet and melodious. Validar had not heard his woman seemingly so angry before. The accusing tone once more accompanied his name. Gabriella stopped a short distance away, hands on hips and a displeased look on her face. Her eyes bore at him with deep emotion.
Validar excused the attendant with which he was discussing matters. “We will meet again soon. This appears important and immediate.” The man nodded and excused himself.
He turned to face Gabriella, still unsure what the problem might be. “What troubles you, my love?” He took a few steps to reach her and attempted to take her hands in his. Surprisingly, she threw his hands down and stepped back.
“Why did you lie to me?” The accusation was a biting surprise.
Validar looked at her quizzically, cocking his head slightly to the side as he tried to determine just what it was that she was talking about. “I do not understand to what you are referring, my sweet.”
“Why did you lie to me?!” This was repeated even louder than before and her anger seemed to be growing.
This baffled the Baron. “I have never lied to you,” he finally offered. He stepped forward to close the gap between them again. "What do you mean?"
Gabriella’s eyebrows drew closer as her eyes shot daggers at her fiancé. She pursed her lips and her nostrils flared slightly. “Then why are people saying that you died?!” She was just short of yelling and gesturing wildly.
Validar took a deep breath. “Why don’t we take this discussion in private and I will be happy to answer any of your questions?”
His calmness seemed to make her more frustrated. “Why don’t we deal with this right here and right now!” She slapped him hard on the chest. “Why didn’t you tell me what really happened?!” She slapped him again and started to cry. Tears began to run down her face as she turned away.
Validar stepped up behind his love and placed his hands on her shoulders. She shrugged them off with a word-less noise. “Gabriella….” He didn’t get far.
“Everyone is talking... about how... you died in the ambush two days ago, like it was some... normal occurrence,” she said through sobs that shook her body. “And you didn’t even bother... to tell me!”
He placed his hands on her shoulders once more, this time firmly and turned her to face him. “I didn’t want you to worry, my love. I’m not dead. I’m standing here with you, alive as everyone else in this room.” He looked into her heart-broken face as she wiped some of her tears away. “It was a desperate battle. The attack was led by one of the evil Deville sisters. They are terrible foes. They launched a very effective ambush. I had the opportunity to engage the demoness directly and took it, snuffing out the life of its mortal coil.”
“And she killed you…,” Gabriella nearly whispered, her voice cracking with the words she managed to get out.
“So I am told.” Validar’s response was just as quiet and reserved.
“I don’t know…,” she was choking back tears as she tried to speak. “I don’t know… if I can take this.” She buried her face in her hands, sobbing. After a moment, she looked up at him again. “And I what am I to do when they come to me… and say that you died… and didn’t come back.” She was trying to catch her breath from the sobs.
“Oh Gabriella, my love.” He took her in his arms once more, trying to comfort her fears. “I will always come back to you. I’ve only died twice.” He was about to say that he had no intention to do so again anytime soon, but that was interrupted by a hard slap across the cheek.
Gabriella then turned and rushed out of the room. Validar grimaced, not from the slap, but from the thought that he did not know how to resolve this problem. He looked about the room and everyone was silent. Perhaps it would have been better to mention this fact to her soon after the battle was over. He was trying to shield her from the worry and fear that came from such pitched battles. He certainly wasn’t expecting this response. It appeared this was a situation in which he had no right answer.
Conquer or Die!
Re: New Frontiers #115 - 11/20/571 - Tower Rescue, Waterfall Inn, Kings Late Night Court
The day had been long and drug out in Elcadan while at the side of the Duke. After there was much planning for the events to come. Validar stepped into the room that he and Gabriella were given while at Jallarzi's estate. A fire burned low in the fireplace and the flame of a single candle flickered on the table next to their bed. Gabriella was already settled in, her back to the door.
Validar stepped carefully and quietly into the room and moved the candle near a comfortable chair in the corner and removed his boots. Giving her a long look, he took in the dark curls that cascaded down her back. Pulling the footstool closer the Baron leaned back trying to get comfortable. As he was about to blow out the candle, he heard Gabriella stir.
“Aren’t you coming to bed?”
Her voice was soft and tired. Validar felt his heart tighten at the sound. He knew that she was upset with him, but he had only sought to protect her from the horrors he faced.
"I didn't mean to wake you, my love," he said, his own voice low and filled with regret. "I wasn't certain that you wanted me to join you."
Gabriella rolled over, her eyes meeting his in the candlelight. "Of course, I do," she said, her voice a mix of anger and sadness. "But I need you to understand that I am not a child, Validar. I can handle the truth."
Validar sighed heavily, setting the candle down on the small table beside the chair. He knew she was right, but the fear of losing her had been too great to share the details of his near-death experience. "I know, my love," he said, his voice filled with a tender apology. "I didn't want you to be burdened with the darkness of what I often face."
Gabriella sat up, the blankets falling away from her shoulders, revealing the soft curve of her neck and the beginnings of a shiver from the coolness of the room. She turned to look at him, her eyes filled with a storm of emotions. "But that is what love is, Validar," she said, her voice firm but not accusatory. "Sharing both the light and the dark. I want to be there for you, no matter what. I am upset and angry and disappointed. But I love you, just the same."
Validar felt the weight of her words settle in his chest, heavy and warm. He knew she was right. "You are so much more than just a lady, Gabriella," he said, moving from the chair to sit on the edge of the bed. "You are the light that guides me through the darkest of battles, the warmth that thaws the iciest of nights. It was foolish to think I could protect you from everything."
Gabriella felt a tear slip down her cheek, but she didn't turn away from him. "I know you didn't mean to hurt me," she said, her voice wavering slightly. "But I need to know that I can trust you. That you won't keep things from me because you think I'm not strong enough to handle them."
Validar reached out and took her hand in his, his thumb brushing against the soft skin of her palm. "You have a stronger spirit than any warrior I have ever known, Gabriella," he said, his voice thick with emotion. "I will tell you everything from now on, no matter how much it pains me to do so."
"We can discuss it more come morning. It's very late and has been a long day for both of us. Come and lay with me."
Gabriella searched his eyes, looking for any sign of evasion, but all she saw was genuine regret. She took a deep breath and nodded, moving over to make room for him in the bed. As he slid in beside her, she felt his warmth seep into her and she couldn't help but slightly lean into his embrace.
Validar carefully placed one hand on her hip. They each strove for contact, but maintained it only lightly and guarded. The scent of the candle, a blend of vanilla and sandalwood, filled the room. The silence between them was thick and heavy, but it was also a comfort, a promise of a new understanding.
Validar stepped carefully and quietly into the room and moved the candle near a comfortable chair in the corner and removed his boots. Giving her a long look, he took in the dark curls that cascaded down her back. Pulling the footstool closer the Baron leaned back trying to get comfortable. As he was about to blow out the candle, he heard Gabriella stir.
“Aren’t you coming to bed?”
Her voice was soft and tired. Validar felt his heart tighten at the sound. He knew that she was upset with him, but he had only sought to protect her from the horrors he faced.
"I didn't mean to wake you, my love," he said, his own voice low and filled with regret. "I wasn't certain that you wanted me to join you."
Gabriella rolled over, her eyes meeting his in the candlelight. "Of course, I do," she said, her voice a mix of anger and sadness. "But I need you to understand that I am not a child, Validar. I can handle the truth."
Validar sighed heavily, setting the candle down on the small table beside the chair. He knew she was right, but the fear of losing her had been too great to share the details of his near-death experience. "I know, my love," he said, his voice filled with a tender apology. "I didn't want you to be burdened with the darkness of what I often face."
Gabriella sat up, the blankets falling away from her shoulders, revealing the soft curve of her neck and the beginnings of a shiver from the coolness of the room. She turned to look at him, her eyes filled with a storm of emotions. "But that is what love is, Validar," she said, her voice firm but not accusatory. "Sharing both the light and the dark. I want to be there for you, no matter what. I am upset and angry and disappointed. But I love you, just the same."
Validar felt the weight of her words settle in his chest, heavy and warm. He knew she was right. "You are so much more than just a lady, Gabriella," he said, moving from the chair to sit on the edge of the bed. "You are the light that guides me through the darkest of battles, the warmth that thaws the iciest of nights. It was foolish to think I could protect you from everything."
Gabriella felt a tear slip down her cheek, but she didn't turn away from him. "I know you didn't mean to hurt me," she said, her voice wavering slightly. "But I need to know that I can trust you. That you won't keep things from me because you think I'm not strong enough to handle them."
Validar reached out and took her hand in his, his thumb brushing against the soft skin of her palm. "You have a stronger spirit than any warrior I have ever known, Gabriella," he said, his voice thick with emotion. "I will tell you everything from now on, no matter how much it pains me to do so."
"We can discuss it more come morning. It's very late and has been a long day for both of us. Come and lay with me."
Gabriella searched his eyes, looking for any sign of evasion, but all she saw was genuine regret. She took a deep breath and nodded, moving over to make room for him in the bed. As he slid in beside her, she felt his warmth seep into her and she couldn't help but slightly lean into his embrace.
Validar carefully placed one hand on her hip. They each strove for contact, but maintained it only lightly and guarded. The scent of the candle, a blend of vanilla and sandalwood, filled the room. The silence between them was thick and heavy, but it was also a comfort, a promise of a new understanding.
Conquer or Die!
Small Update
Misc Updates:
Duchess Lysandra:
“Take Lady Angelina, for instance. She is Sir Belfor's daughter and has been given training to be the Baroness' good right hand, the first among the ladies in waiting, also known as the Mistress of the Rose. You will gather more ladies in waiting, of course. Minor lords who send their daughters to you. The reasons are twofold. Many of them are seeking husbands, while we train them to be able to run a household. They are your eyes and ears. Use them wisely.”
“That's part of the reason that Relon and I didn't have children until he had settled down and became the Baron of Pyris,” the Duchess added. “He wanted to be there for them. After what happened with his own father, I completely understood his reasoning. But it was a joy to have Lady Brenna and her sons Beltran, Andrel and Corley there. They made good playmates for Validar when he was young. Children always brighten up a home.”
Jallarzi:
General Logan:
Duchess Lysandra:
“It is not my intent to scare you, Gabriella,” the Duchess said with sympathy. “I am merely trying to prepare you for what you have to face in the future. The citizens of Pyris are hard-working, honest people. They will come to love you as they did myself. Some of our younger staff in Pyris have already been trained to take lead roles among the staff. For the most part, you will have a core of competent staff members to help guide you along. You will not be alone in this endeavor.”Gabriella wrote:"Yes, yes, I understand," Gabriella said, composing herself. "I am just getting used to the idea of becoming Baroness of Pyris. I had hoped that Validar and I would marry for some time now, but that alone was obviously going to be a big change. Neither of us were expecting to be ruling so soon."
“Take Lady Angelina, for instance. She is Sir Belfor's daughter and has been given training to be the Baroness' good right hand, the first among the ladies in waiting, also known as the Mistress of the Rose. You will gather more ladies in waiting, of course. Minor lords who send their daughters to you. The reasons are twofold. Many of them are seeking husbands, while we train them to be able to run a household. They are your eyes and ears. Use them wisely.”
“Your mother sounds like a delightful lady,” Lysandra stated. “I look forward to meeting her.”Gabriella wrote:"Thank you, Your Grace. My mother wished for me to have a special life. She told me that she had foreseen it, though I know not exactly how. But I doubt even she expected that I might one day become a Duchess in Cynalon!" Gabriella smiled sheepishly at the thought. "While it is an exciting thought, there is much to accomplish in the meantime."
“Raising children can be a chore, Lady Allonica,” Lady Brenna answered. “Your first is often the most difficult, as you're trying to figure out what you are doing. The second is easier and Corley was the easiest. We typically spent time in Pyris while Logan was on a campaign, and it was too dangerous for us to be with him. I would say the biggest challenge was the separation when he was away. Hoping and praying that he was safe.”Gabriella wrote:Gabriella curtsies at the her elder. “Pleased to make your acquaintance, Lady Brenna. Raising three boys must have been a challenge, but it seems they have all turned out quite well.”
“That's part of the reason that Relon and I didn't have children until he had settled down and became the Baron of Pyris,” the Duchess added. “He wanted to be there for them. After what happened with his own father, I completely understood his reasoning. But it was a joy to have Lady Brenna and her sons Beltran, Andrel and Corley there. They made good playmates for Validar when he was young. Children always brighten up a home.”
Jallarzi:
“Of course,” Jallarzi answers. “The protection of Pyris is important. Hopefully, the move will be a quick one.”Validar wrote:"Good to see you, Jallarzi. Yes, the mission went entirely as expected." Validar listens to his cousin's request.
"That does seem to make sense, but please do not tarry and do so as quickly as possible. With Kelvin's army bearing down on my barony, I will need a quick transport from our battles here at Elcadan back to Pyris. I will not allow our fair lands to be soiled by his foul presence."
“I'll have them ready for when they are needed,” Jallarzi vows.Validar wrote:"Unfortunate timing," Validar says as his brow furrows. "We need everyone at full capabilities if we are to pull off this assault with minimal casualties."
General Logan:
“In principle, I agree with Sir Validar's assessment of the situation, My Liege,” General Logan spoke up. “After the leadership of the Athenos Army is dealt with, this force must then be brought under our control. My suggestion is that they continue to advance north, but their true destination is Corunglain. Based on what I have heard this evening, this Ember seems to be the master planner of the enemy forces. It's a classic divide and conquer scenario. He triggered this civil war, weakening Cynalon as a whole with whatever force comes from Corunglain coming to remove what remains from the battlefield. Thus, strong leadership to take control of this army is also needed while the Vanguard moves on to the next target. Repeat the same scenario of the Inner Kingdom Army. Then these two armies combine on the Streel Plain to confront the forces of Corunglain. Afterwards, we bring our armies to the doorsteps of Duke Kelvin and give him a rude awakening, ending this rebellion."Validar wrote:Validar stood to address those who had been assembled by the new King. "This is neither a simple tactical problem, nor a typical one by any means. We need to stop an army numbering well into the upper hundreds, while protecting the citizens of Elcadan. We have essentially no troops of our own. We have assembled perhaps 100 or 120 adventurers, which would easily defeat such an army, with the skills and the powers involved. Eleven of us turned back larger numbers of humanoids under Corunglain. But we also do not want to harm those incoming soldiers. In most cases they are likely only following orders. But they will destroy and pillage, if not opposed."
"Therefore, we have very little choice. We must attack." Validar paused a moment to let that thought sink in. There was quite a bit of murmuring in the gathered group. "But in this case it will be a double surgical strike. And as such we have three priorities. One is to stop the army from approaching Elcadan any further. That can be done by the amount of adventurers we have, without directly harming the troops. Magickal walls and other impediments will be enough, provided the other two tasks are completed."
"First, we must strike directly at the leaders of the force. As I mentioned, it will be a surgical strike. We have a couple of mages with access to flight and invisibility to take the Stone House to the leaders before they break camp. A strike force in the House captures or eliminates the leaders and we take control of the army. Simple effective, with minimal bloodshed."
"Then we repeat the process in Athenos itself, removing the Duke and his advisors. That reduces the three front war down to two and gives us a suitable force to better defend Elcadan. We need to strike as soon as possibly, ideally first thing in the morning. Any questions?"
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Re: New Frontiers #115 - 11/20/571 - Tower Rescue, Waterfall Inn, Kings Late Night Court
“It is not my intent to scare you, Gabriella,” the Duchess said with sympathy. “I am merely trying to prepare you for what you have to face in the future. The citizens of Pyris are hard-working, honest people. They will come to love you as they did myself. Some of our younger staff in Pyris have already been trained to take lead roles among the staff. For the most part, you will have a core of competent staff members to help guide you along. You will not be alone in this endeavor.”
Gabriella steadied her chin and smiled warmly. "Thank you, Your Grace. I am not afraid of the situation. I just know that I have a lot to learn in ruling Pyris with Validar. I hadn't really considered too far in the future. There is so much happening now! Assistance will be welcome, especially at first. As you know I was not raised as a court lady. However, I hope that perhaps my unique perspective may prove useful. I do love Cynalon and I wish only for her to prosper. And I am aware of the reputation that Pyris has for hospitality and strength. I have experienced it many times. I look forward to returning the favor as Baroness." Gabriella was looking forward to the future. However, there was a current issue that bothered her.
Duchess Lysandra continued, “Take Lady Angelina, for instance. She is Sir Belfor's daughter and has been given training to be the Baroness' good right hand, the first among the ladies in waiting, also known as the Mistress of the Rose. You will gather more ladies in waiting, of course. Minor lords who send their daughters to you. The reasons are twofold. Many of them are seeking husbands, while we train them to be able to run a household. They are your eyes and ears. Use them wisely.”
"I have met Lady Angelina. She was most kind and seemed to be on top of everything," Gabriella offered. "I look forward to working with her. As for running a household, that is something that I have some experience in. My mother taught me well when I was young. In Zakhara many events are done on a large scale. Family and friends are very important and parties can be huge when everyone shows up. My father later gave me the task of tallying and organizing the goods meant for the caravans. I learned to be very organized and efficient."
“Your mother sounds like a delightful lady,” Lysandra stated. “I look forward to meeting her.”
"Mother raised us well. I cannot wait until I can introduce my family to you and the Duke."
“Raising children can be a chore, Lady Allonica,” Lady Brenna answered. “Your first is often the most difficult, as you're trying to figure out what you are doing. The second is easier and Corley was the easiest. We typically spent time in Pyris while Logan was on a campaign, and it was too dangerous for us to be with him. I would say the biggest challenge was the separation when he was away. Hoping and praying that he was safe.”
“That's part of the reason that Relon and I didn't have children until he had settled down and became the Baron of Pyris,” the Duchess added. “He wanted to be there for them. After what happened with his own father, I completely understood his reasoning. But it was a joy to have Lady Brenna and her sons Beltran, Andrel and Corley there. They made good playmates for Validar when he was young. Children always brighten up a home.”
Gabriella listens silently, until they finish. "To be truthful, this is one of the issues that bothers me. Not the children but Validar being away, constantly at risk and in danger." She took a deep breath before she responded. "I look forward to raising our children. I wouldn't mind to have a large family. Although maybe I will quickly change my mind when faced with the actual prospect!" She chuckled briefly.
"Lady Brenna, I find that challenge you mention as an issue already. The separation is never great, but reacquainting after time away can be pleasing," she says with a smile. "The danger however is even worse. How did either of you deal with the fact that your husband was in such dire situations? How did you deal with them risking their lives repeatedly? Do you know that Validar was said to have been killed during that ambush two days ago? And he was so nonchalant about it? He didn't even tell me! I knew he had been wounded seriously. But..." She went silent, trying to hold back tears.
Gabriella steadied her chin and smiled warmly. "Thank you, Your Grace. I am not afraid of the situation. I just know that I have a lot to learn in ruling Pyris with Validar. I hadn't really considered too far in the future. There is so much happening now! Assistance will be welcome, especially at first. As you know I was not raised as a court lady. However, I hope that perhaps my unique perspective may prove useful. I do love Cynalon and I wish only for her to prosper. And I am aware of the reputation that Pyris has for hospitality and strength. I have experienced it many times. I look forward to returning the favor as Baroness." Gabriella was looking forward to the future. However, there was a current issue that bothered her.
Duchess Lysandra continued, “Take Lady Angelina, for instance. She is Sir Belfor's daughter and has been given training to be the Baroness' good right hand, the first among the ladies in waiting, also known as the Mistress of the Rose. You will gather more ladies in waiting, of course. Minor lords who send their daughters to you. The reasons are twofold. Many of them are seeking husbands, while we train them to be able to run a household. They are your eyes and ears. Use them wisely.”
"I have met Lady Angelina. She was most kind and seemed to be on top of everything," Gabriella offered. "I look forward to working with her. As for running a household, that is something that I have some experience in. My mother taught me well when I was young. In Zakhara many events are done on a large scale. Family and friends are very important and parties can be huge when everyone shows up. My father later gave me the task of tallying and organizing the goods meant for the caravans. I learned to be very organized and efficient."
“Your mother sounds like a delightful lady,” Lysandra stated. “I look forward to meeting her.”
"Mother raised us well. I cannot wait until I can introduce my family to you and the Duke."
“Raising children can be a chore, Lady Allonica,” Lady Brenna answered. “Your first is often the most difficult, as you're trying to figure out what you are doing. The second is easier and Corley was the easiest. We typically spent time in Pyris while Logan was on a campaign, and it was too dangerous for us to be with him. I would say the biggest challenge was the separation when he was away. Hoping and praying that he was safe.”
“That's part of the reason that Relon and I didn't have children until he had settled down and became the Baron of Pyris,” the Duchess added. “He wanted to be there for them. After what happened with his own father, I completely understood his reasoning. But it was a joy to have Lady Brenna and her sons Beltran, Andrel and Corley there. They made good playmates for Validar when he was young. Children always brighten up a home.”
Gabriella listens silently, until they finish. "To be truthful, this is one of the issues that bothers me. Not the children but Validar being away, constantly at risk and in danger." She took a deep breath before she responded. "I look forward to raising our children. I wouldn't mind to have a large family. Although maybe I will quickly change my mind when faced with the actual prospect!" She chuckled briefly.
"Lady Brenna, I find that challenge you mention as an issue already. The separation is never great, but reacquainting after time away can be pleasing," she says with a smile. "The danger however is even worse. How did either of you deal with the fact that your husband was in such dire situations? How did you deal with them risking their lives repeatedly? Do you know that Validar was said to have been killed during that ambush two days ago? And he was so nonchalant about it? He didn't even tell me! I knew he had been wounded seriously. But..." She went silent, trying to hold back tears.
Re: New Frontiers #115 - 11/20/571 - Tower Rescue, Waterfall Inn, Kings Late Night Court
Duchess Lysandra:
Later that evening in the Grand Hall of the Sallavarian Estate, Duchess Lysandra and Lady Brenna are speaking with Gabriella.
“My boys need to find a wife before I expect to see any grandchildren,” Lady Brenna added with a laugh. “Too preoccupied with their duty for such pursuits.”
Lady Brenna puts her arm around Gabriella and follows Duchess Lysandra towards one of the exits from the hall. “Come with us, dear.” Gabriella is mildly surprised to find that Lady Brenna is much stronger than she expected. Directing Gabriella is an easy task for her.
A bit further up ahead, Lady Rachel is spotted chatting with Lady Lyonessa and her sister Myveria. Spotting the group and the state Gabriella seems to be in, Lady Rachel approaches.
“Is everything okay?” Rachel asks in genuine concern. “Anything I can do to help?
Duchess Lysandra starts to say something, but then changes her mind. “Gabriella is grappling with a sensitive issue and we are seeking privacy. I will leave it to her if she wishes your company at this time.”
Exiting the Grand Hall, the group passes through the secondary dining hall and enters the smaller sitting room on the first floor of the estate. Dutifully, Sir Belfor follows. At the entrance, Duchess Lysandra whispers some words to Sir Belfor, and he nods in understanding. Once inside the sitting room, Sir Belfor closes the doors and stands guard outside of it.
After taking a seat, the Duchess spoke once more. “The issue you are dealing with is a common one for women such as ourselves. There are no easy answers we can give you that will make you feel better. We each struggled to find a way to cope with what our husbands did for a living. What helped me was that I knew the other members of his adventuring band. I knew them to be good, level-headed people. If Relon was surrounded by competent adventures, then the odds of him returning safely to me would increase.”
“My answer is a bit different,” Lady Brenna added. “I was one of those adventurers back in those days. Yes, I used to wear armor and swing a sword in Relon's adventuring band. I lived that life, at least until I was with my first child. Logan joined the army not long after that, following in his father's footsteps. We stayed with Logan when it was safe or was in Pyris for our safety. Even though I knew that Logan was a skilled commander and tactician, I still worried about him. Admittedly, I do look forward to when he does retire, and we can finally settle down.”
“Not being afraid is a good first step,” the Duchess answered. “I have seen young ladies who got their first taste of power and were terrified of it. Or were beguiled by it.”Gabriella wrote:Gabriella steadied her chin and smiled warmly. "Thank you, Your Grace. I am not afraid of the situation. I just know that I have a lot to learn in ruling Pyris with Validar. I hadn't really considered too far in the future. There is so much happening now! Assistance will be welcome, especially at first. As you know I was not raised as a court lady. However, I hope that perhaps my unique perspective may prove useful. I do love Cynalon and I wish only for her to prosper. And I am aware of the reputation that Pyris has for hospitality and strength. I have experienced it many times. I look forward to returning the favor as Baroness." Gabriella was looking forward to the future. However, there was a current issue that bothered her.
“Pyris will prosper in your hands. You have a good heart and a steady head.”Gabriella wrote:"I have met Lady Angelina. She was most kind and seemed to be on top of everything," Gabriella offered. "I look forward to working with her. As for running a household, that is something that I have some experience in. My mother taught me well when I was young. In Zakhara many events are done on a large scale. Family and friends are very important and parties can be huge when everyone shows up. My father later gave me the task of tallying and organizing the goods meant for the caravans. I learned to be very organized and efficient."
Later that evening in the Grand Hall of the Sallavarian Estate, Duchess Lysandra and Lady Brenna are speaking with Gabriella.
“Again, you won't be alone when it comes to child-rearing,” Lysandra explained. “I certainly do not want another child of my own, but a grandchild? Absolutely!”Gabriella wrote:Gabriella listens silently, until they finish. "To be truthful, this is one of the issues that bothers me. Not the children but Validar being away, constantly at risk and in danger." She took a deep breath before she responded. "I look forward to raising our children. I wouldn't mind to have a large family. Although maybe I will quickly change my mind when faced with the actual prospect!" She chuckled briefly.
“My boys need to find a wife before I expect to see any grandchildren,” Lady Brenna added with a laugh. “Too preoccupied with their duty for such pursuits.”
“I did not know either,” Duchess Lysandra said with a bit of dismay in her voice. “Let us move this sensitive conversation to a more private setting.”Gabriella wrote:"Lady Brenna, I find that challenge you mention as an issue already. The separation is never great, but reacquainting after time away can be pleasing," she says with a smile. "The danger however is even worse. How did either of you deal with the fact that your husband was in such dire situations? How did you deal with them risking their lives repeatedly? Do you know that Validar was said to have been killed during that ambush two days ago? And he was so nonchalant about it? He didn't even tell me! I knew he had been wounded seriously. But..." She went silent, trying to hold back tears.
Lady Brenna puts her arm around Gabriella and follows Duchess Lysandra towards one of the exits from the hall. “Come with us, dear.” Gabriella is mildly surprised to find that Lady Brenna is much stronger than she expected. Directing Gabriella is an easy task for her.
A bit further up ahead, Lady Rachel is spotted chatting with Lady Lyonessa and her sister Myveria. Spotting the group and the state Gabriella seems to be in, Lady Rachel approaches.
“Is everything okay?” Rachel asks in genuine concern. “Anything I can do to help?
Duchess Lysandra starts to say something, but then changes her mind. “Gabriella is grappling with a sensitive issue and we are seeking privacy. I will leave it to her if she wishes your company at this time.”
Exiting the Grand Hall, the group passes through the secondary dining hall and enters the smaller sitting room on the first floor of the estate. Dutifully, Sir Belfor follows. At the entrance, Duchess Lysandra whispers some words to Sir Belfor, and he nods in understanding. Once inside the sitting room, Sir Belfor closes the doors and stands guard outside of it.
After taking a seat, the Duchess spoke once more. “The issue you are dealing with is a common one for women such as ourselves. There are no easy answers we can give you that will make you feel better. We each struggled to find a way to cope with what our husbands did for a living. What helped me was that I knew the other members of his adventuring band. I knew them to be good, level-headed people. If Relon was surrounded by competent adventures, then the odds of him returning safely to me would increase.”
“My answer is a bit different,” Lady Brenna added. “I was one of those adventurers back in those days. Yes, I used to wear armor and swing a sword in Relon's adventuring band. I lived that life, at least until I was with my first child. Logan joined the army not long after that, following in his father's footsteps. We stayed with Logan when it was safe or was in Pyris for our safety. Even though I knew that Logan was a skilled commander and tactician, I still worried about him. Admittedly, I do look forward to when he does retire, and we can finally settle down.”
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Duchess Lysandra - “Pyris will prosper in your hands. You have a good heart and a steady head.”
Gabriella beamed at the compliment. “Thank you kindly, Your Grace.”
Later that evening in the Grand Hall of the Sallavarian Estate, Duchess Lysandra and Lady Brenna are speaking with Gabriella.
“Again, you won't be alone when it comes to child-rearing,” Lysandra explained. “I certainly do not want another child of my own, but a grandchild? Absolutely!”
Gabriella smiled at the comment. “I am certain that my mother will be excited to help as well, and likely some aunts. It sounds like I might have to fight to spend time with my own children,” she says with a laugh.
“My boys need to find a wife before I expect to see any grandchildren,” Lady Brenna added with a laugh. “Too preoccupied with their duty for such pursuits.”
“You may need to speak with your youngest son, then perhaps,” Gabriella says with a wry smile. “From what I’ve seen and been told, he is quite the charmer. And he has eyes focused on a target, as well.”
Gabriella then asks the elder women how they handle the danger that their husbands encounter, commenting about her having trouble with Validar having been killed in battle and being nonchalant about his recovery. Lysandra and Brenna decide to take Gabriella to a more private location as they see her start to tear up.
Rachel steps up, seeing the state Gabby is in and offers her help.
“Is everything okay?” Rachel asks in genuine concern. “Anything I can do to help?
Duchess Lysandra starts to say something, but then changes her mind. “Gabriella is grappling with a sensitive issue and we are seeking privacy. I will leave it to her if she wishes your company at this time.”
The young woman takes a deep breath. "Thank you for your concern, Rachel. Perhaps we can speak about it later?" Rachel looks disappointed but leaves the three to continue their walk.
After taking a seat, the Duchess spoke once more. “The issue you are dealing with is a common one for women such as ourselves. There are no easy answers we can give you that will make you feel better. We each struggled to find a way to cope with what our husbands did for a living. What helped me was that I knew the other members of his adventuring band. I knew them to be good, level-headed people. If Relon was surrounded by competent adventures, then the odds of him returning safely to me would increase.”
"I have met the Guardians, Validar's team. They are all wonderful people and heroes all. Their breaking the siege of Corunglain will likely be talked about for generations. And before he left for Fort Fletcher, he told me that they are all dangerous people and I should be more concerned for their enemies!" She tried to manage a smile. "I have tried to not be worried. Until this horrible attack..."
“My answer is a bit different,” Lady Brenna added. “I was one of those adventurers back in those days. Yes, I used to wear armor and swing a sword in Relon's adventuring band. I lived that life, at least until I was with my first child. Logan joined the army not long after that, following in his father's footsteps. We stayed with Logan when it was safe or were in Pyris for our safety. Even though I knew that Logan was a skilled commander and tactician, I still worried about him. Admittedly, I do look forward to when he does retire, and we can finally settle down.”
Gabriella listened, impressed by the brief story. "It is natural to worry, I know. I accept what Validar does but this time what bothers me so much is the result of it."
Lysandra leaned in closer, taking Gabriella's hands in her own. "Perhaps you would like to tell more about how you felt and why you responded the way you did?"
Gabriella bit her lip for a moment. She knew that there would be repercussions from the earlier public encounter with Validar. She closed her eyes for a moment and sighed. “Where to truly begin,” she said, gathering her thoughts. “Validar and I have a very loving and respectful relationship. I never imagined I could find someone like him. I am treated like a princess. But I feel like him neglecting to tell me how serious that battle was during the ambush was approaching dishonesty, if you will. Convenient omission.”
“I know full well that he risks his life regularly and I have accepted that. It is to defend the kingdom and right wrongs throughout the land. He is a hero and I gladly and willingly support that. But I want him to be open and honest with me. We spoke later that evening and we both shared regrets on what happened. I know he meant to protect me from the worries but it actually just made it worse, finding out from casual conversations about the estate, how the mighty Validar willed himself back to life!”
“Finding out like this just struck a chord in me that made me feel like I was not an equal part of this impending marriage. Like he didn't think I was strong enough to take the truth. And then being alone here most of the day, it was too easy to get myself worked up, waiting for him to come back.” She thought for a moment, dropping her eyes. “I suppose some people accuse him of ego or bravado, but he didn’t seem to care that he died. His nonchalance and just not seeming to understand what was bothering me resulted in a rush of emotion and frustration over and above what I had already been feeling.”
“I know I over-reacted and I haven’t really apologized to him for that yet. We talked some that evening. I tried to explain that I am not a child and I need to be there to support him just as he supports and protects me. But he needs to trust me and I need to know I can trust him in everything. He said he was just trying to protect me. I know he loves me and didn’t intend to hurt me but it was like a sharp knife just the same. Our first marital spat." Gabriella looked back and forth between the two women, with a mix of hope and dread at what they would say next.
Gabriella beamed at the compliment. “Thank you kindly, Your Grace.”
Later that evening in the Grand Hall of the Sallavarian Estate, Duchess Lysandra and Lady Brenna are speaking with Gabriella.
“Again, you won't be alone when it comes to child-rearing,” Lysandra explained. “I certainly do not want another child of my own, but a grandchild? Absolutely!”
Gabriella smiled at the comment. “I am certain that my mother will be excited to help as well, and likely some aunts. It sounds like I might have to fight to spend time with my own children,” she says with a laugh.
“My boys need to find a wife before I expect to see any grandchildren,” Lady Brenna added with a laugh. “Too preoccupied with their duty for such pursuits.”
“You may need to speak with your youngest son, then perhaps,” Gabriella says with a wry smile. “From what I’ve seen and been told, he is quite the charmer. And he has eyes focused on a target, as well.”
Gabriella then asks the elder women how they handle the danger that their husbands encounter, commenting about her having trouble with Validar having been killed in battle and being nonchalant about his recovery. Lysandra and Brenna decide to take Gabriella to a more private location as they see her start to tear up.
Rachel steps up, seeing the state Gabby is in and offers her help.
“Is everything okay?” Rachel asks in genuine concern. “Anything I can do to help?
Duchess Lysandra starts to say something, but then changes her mind. “Gabriella is grappling with a sensitive issue and we are seeking privacy. I will leave it to her if she wishes your company at this time.”
The young woman takes a deep breath. "Thank you for your concern, Rachel. Perhaps we can speak about it later?" Rachel looks disappointed but leaves the three to continue their walk.
After taking a seat, the Duchess spoke once more. “The issue you are dealing with is a common one for women such as ourselves. There are no easy answers we can give you that will make you feel better. We each struggled to find a way to cope with what our husbands did for a living. What helped me was that I knew the other members of his adventuring band. I knew them to be good, level-headed people. If Relon was surrounded by competent adventures, then the odds of him returning safely to me would increase.”
"I have met the Guardians, Validar's team. They are all wonderful people and heroes all. Their breaking the siege of Corunglain will likely be talked about for generations. And before he left for Fort Fletcher, he told me that they are all dangerous people and I should be more concerned for their enemies!" She tried to manage a smile. "I have tried to not be worried. Until this horrible attack..."
“My answer is a bit different,” Lady Brenna added. “I was one of those adventurers back in those days. Yes, I used to wear armor and swing a sword in Relon's adventuring band. I lived that life, at least until I was with my first child. Logan joined the army not long after that, following in his father's footsteps. We stayed with Logan when it was safe or were in Pyris for our safety. Even though I knew that Logan was a skilled commander and tactician, I still worried about him. Admittedly, I do look forward to when he does retire, and we can finally settle down.”
Gabriella listened, impressed by the brief story. "It is natural to worry, I know. I accept what Validar does but this time what bothers me so much is the result of it."
Lysandra leaned in closer, taking Gabriella's hands in her own. "Perhaps you would like to tell more about how you felt and why you responded the way you did?"
Gabriella bit her lip for a moment. She knew that there would be repercussions from the earlier public encounter with Validar. She closed her eyes for a moment and sighed. “Where to truly begin,” she said, gathering her thoughts. “Validar and I have a very loving and respectful relationship. I never imagined I could find someone like him. I am treated like a princess. But I feel like him neglecting to tell me how serious that battle was during the ambush was approaching dishonesty, if you will. Convenient omission.”
“I know full well that he risks his life regularly and I have accepted that. It is to defend the kingdom and right wrongs throughout the land. He is a hero and I gladly and willingly support that. But I want him to be open and honest with me. We spoke later that evening and we both shared regrets on what happened. I know he meant to protect me from the worries but it actually just made it worse, finding out from casual conversations about the estate, how the mighty Validar willed himself back to life!”
“Finding out like this just struck a chord in me that made me feel like I was not an equal part of this impending marriage. Like he didn't think I was strong enough to take the truth. And then being alone here most of the day, it was too easy to get myself worked up, waiting for him to come back.” She thought for a moment, dropping her eyes. “I suppose some people accuse him of ego or bravado, but he didn’t seem to care that he died. His nonchalance and just not seeming to understand what was bothering me resulted in a rush of emotion and frustration over and above what I had already been feeling.”
“I know I over-reacted and I haven’t really apologized to him for that yet. We talked some that evening. I tried to explain that I am not a child and I need to be there to support him just as he supports and protects me. But he needs to trust me and I need to know I can trust him in everything. He said he was just trying to protect me. I know he loves me and didn’t intend to hurt me but it was like a sharp knife just the same. Our first marital spat." Gabriella looked back and forth between the two women, with a mix of hope and dread at what they would say next.
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Duchess Lysandra:
The private talk with Gabriella continues.
“Young Corley has taken a fancy to Lady Vera Ardel,” Duchess Lysandra confirmed. “It was reported that she was kidnapped from Castle Pyris by agents of the Corun family. The deranged youngest son is the culprit, I believe.”
“That explains why he was so distant when we talked,” Lady Brenna realized. “His thoughts were clearly elsewhere. I've heard of Lady Ardel, but I have never met her. You'll have to give me details later on.”
On the way to the sitting room, Lady Rachel approached, asking what she could do to help.
“Rachel,” Duchess Lysandra spoke up, getting her daughter's attention.
“Yes, mother?”
“I can no longer deny the obvious,” Lysandra says with pride. “You're no longer my little girl, but rather a young woman with a caring heart. Starting tomorrow, we'll begin to have discussions about what is expected of you as you are becoming a woman and an adventurer.”
Lady Rachel looks surprised for a moment and then hugs her mother. “Thanks, mom.”
“Wear a nice dress tomorrow as we will be attending a funeral,” Lysandra directs. “But have your equipment ready in case it is needed.”
“Of course, mother!” Lady Rachel answered excitedly. She heads back to her room to prepare tomorrow's dress, and pack up her gear as well.
In the sitting room, Gabriella explains why she did what she did.
Lady Brenna speaks first. “Now that you are in a much calmer and reflective state, I am sure that you can appreciate the irony of your behavior. When you felt you were being treated like a child, you acted like one in response. Having said that, clearly Validar is in the wrong here, and he is fortunate to have a love that only attacked him with words and palms. When I was your age, I would have left my husband in a bloody mess.”
“I know that you were not raised as a traditional Cynalonian lady, Gabriella,” Duchess Lysandra stated in a soothing voice. “And that you have come to regret your actions. Yes, Validar was in the wrong, but you were as well. Rightly or wrongly, women in positions like ours are held to a higher standard. When you become Baroness, you will quickly realize that your moods will greatly influence the household and beyond. If you are calm and serene, those around you will reflect that. If you are angry and upset, those beneath you will be as well.”
“The proper reaction in this situation was to withdraw to a private setting where your grievances could be dealt with away from prying eyes and ears,” Lysandra continued. “In that setting you could have said anything you wanted and behaved as you did. There will always be those envious of what you have and will look for anything that they can use against you. Rumors will start as that is what petty people do.”
“She's emotionally unstable,” Lady Brenna interjected, offering examples. “She cannot be trusted when the situation is dire. She's unfit to rule."
“Consider this a lesson that you have learned the hard way,” Duchess Lysandra suggested. “But mark my words very carefully. As you are to be a member of my family, then you must behave appropriately. You will not embarrass your husband in public. You most certainly will not strike him. And he will do the same in kind.”
“In private you can embarrass him and hit him all you want” Lady Brenna added with a smirk.
“Relon and I have had our share of fights,” Lysandra noted. “All married couples do. We just handled them discretely. Is there anything else you wish to discuss, Lady Allonica?”
The private talk with Gabriella continues.
“It will be a joyous time,” Lysandra adds with a smile. “I believe that once things quiet down again there will be many weddings and, eventually, many children. The next generation will begin.”Gabriella wrote:Gabriella smiled at the comment. “I am certain that my mother will be excited to help as well, and likely some aunts. It sounds like I might have to fight to spend time with my own children,” she says with a laugh.
“Really?” Lady Brenna said in a combination of surprise and intrigue. “And who pray tell would this 'target' be?”Gabriella wrote:“You may need to speak with your youngest son, then perhaps,” Gabriella says with a wry smile. “From what I’ve seen and been told, he is quite the charmer. And he has eyes focused on a target, as well.”
“Young Corley has taken a fancy to Lady Vera Ardel,” Duchess Lysandra confirmed. “It was reported that she was kidnapped from Castle Pyris by agents of the Corun family. The deranged youngest son is the culprit, I believe.”
“That explains why he was so distant when we talked,” Lady Brenna realized. “His thoughts were clearly elsewhere. I've heard of Lady Ardel, but I have never met her. You'll have to give me details later on.”
On the way to the sitting room, Lady Rachel approached, asking what she could do to help.
“As you wish, Gabby,” Lady Rachel answered in a disappointed voice.Gabriella wrote:The young woman takes a deep breath. "Thank you for your concern, Rachel. Perhaps we can speak about it later?" Rachel looks disappointed but leaves the three to continue their walk.
“Rachel,” Duchess Lysandra spoke up, getting her daughter's attention.
“Yes, mother?”
“I can no longer deny the obvious,” Lysandra says with pride. “You're no longer my little girl, but rather a young woman with a caring heart. Starting tomorrow, we'll begin to have discussions about what is expected of you as you are becoming a woman and an adventurer.”
Lady Rachel looks surprised for a moment and then hugs her mother. “Thanks, mom.”
“Wear a nice dress tomorrow as we will be attending a funeral,” Lysandra directs. “But have your equipment ready in case it is needed.”
“Of course, mother!” Lady Rachel answered excitedly. She heads back to her room to prepare tomorrow's dress, and pack up her gear as well.
In the sitting room, Gabriella explains why she did what she did.
Lady Brenna lets out an amused laugh. “Validar doesn't sound anything like his father! Nope, not at all. We weren't dangerous people back in our day either.”Gabriella wrote:"I have met the Guardians, Validar's team. They are all wonderful people and heroes all. Their breaking the siege of Corunglain will likely be talked about for generations. And before he left for Fort Fletcher, he told me that they are all dangerous people and I should be more concerned for their enemies!" She tried to manage a smile. "I have tried to not be worried. Until this horrible attack..."
Duchess Lysandra is quiet for a time, digesting what she had just heard and trying to formulate a response.Gabriella wrote:Gabriella bit her lip for a moment. She knew that there would be repercussions from the earlier public encounter with Validar. She closed her eyes for a moment and sighed. “Where to truly begin,” she said, gathering her thoughts. “Validar and I have a very loving and respectful relationship. I never imagined I could find someone like him. I am treated like a princess. But I feel like him neglecting to tell me how serious that battle was during the ambush was approaching dishonesty, if you will. Convenient omission.”
“I know full well that he risks his life regularly and I have accepted that. It is to defend the kingdom and right wrongs throughout the land. He is a hero and I gladly and willingly support that. But I want him to be open and honest with me. We spoke later that evening and we both shared regrets on what happened. I know he meant to protect me from the worries but it actually just made it worse, finding out from casual conversations about the estate, how the mighty Validar willed himself back to life!”
“Finding out like this just struck a chord in me that made me feel like I was not an equal part of this impending marriage. Like he didn't think I was strong enough to take the truth. And then being alone here most of the day, it was too easy to get myself worked up, waiting for him to come back.” She thought for a moment, dropping her eyes. “I suppose some people accuse him of ego or bravado, but he didn’t seem to care that he died. His nonchalance and just not seeming to understand what was bothering me resulted in a rush of emotion and frustration over and above what I had already been feeling.”
“I know I over-reacted and I haven’t really apologized to him for that yet. We talked some that evening. I tried to explain that I am not a child and I need to be there to support him just as he supports and protects me. But he needs to trust me and I need to know I can trust him in everything. He said he was just trying to protect me. I know he loves me and didn’t intend to hurt me but it was like a sharp knife just the same. Our first marital spat." Gabriella looked back and forth between the two women, with a mix of hope and dread at what they would say next.
Lady Brenna speaks first. “Now that you are in a much calmer and reflective state, I am sure that you can appreciate the irony of your behavior. When you felt you were being treated like a child, you acted like one in response. Having said that, clearly Validar is in the wrong here, and he is fortunate to have a love that only attacked him with words and palms. When I was your age, I would have left my husband in a bloody mess.”
“I know that you were not raised as a traditional Cynalonian lady, Gabriella,” Duchess Lysandra stated in a soothing voice. “And that you have come to regret your actions. Yes, Validar was in the wrong, but you were as well. Rightly or wrongly, women in positions like ours are held to a higher standard. When you become Baroness, you will quickly realize that your moods will greatly influence the household and beyond. If you are calm and serene, those around you will reflect that. If you are angry and upset, those beneath you will be as well.”
“The proper reaction in this situation was to withdraw to a private setting where your grievances could be dealt with away from prying eyes and ears,” Lysandra continued. “In that setting you could have said anything you wanted and behaved as you did. There will always be those envious of what you have and will look for anything that they can use against you. Rumors will start as that is what petty people do.”
“She's emotionally unstable,” Lady Brenna interjected, offering examples. “She cannot be trusted when the situation is dire. She's unfit to rule."
“Consider this a lesson that you have learned the hard way,” Duchess Lysandra suggested. “But mark my words very carefully. As you are to be a member of my family, then you must behave appropriately. You will not embarrass your husband in public. You most certainly will not strike him. And he will do the same in kind.”
“In private you can embarrass him and hit him all you want” Lady Brenna added with a smirk.
“Relon and I have had our share of fights,” Lysandra noted. “All married couples do. We just handled them discretely. Is there anything else you wish to discuss, Lady Allonica?”
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"Thank you for your comments," Gabriella says quietly. "I know that the mood of the matron of the home, or castle, is the mood of the entire home. My mother explained that to me many years ago. I was not thinking in terms of being the head of anything." She shifted in her seat slightly. "I wasn't thinking of much at all. I did let emotions get the best of me."
"I had no intention to embarrass him publicly or privately. Honestly I was not even thinking in terms of others around us at the time. I will not make that mistake again." She looked between the women. "I do not want to embarrass him or hit him or make him feel bad or upset or anything. I just wanted him to understand me and respect my feelings. I want him to treat me as an equal. He's said we were equals many times. I felt he was not treating me as a woman and maybe unconsciously I was acting as I felt."
"I already feel terrible about what happened. We just haven't had the time to talk through it. I wanted to make sure we didn't go to bed upset or in anger at least. I suppose this has helped to deal with the fallout of this unfortunate situation. And maybe this has shown me how to deal with the real problem."
"I worry about his safety when he goes to battle, of course. Validar puts his life on the line repeatedly. I have to trust him, the way I want him to trust me. It seems we have much to discuss."
"I had no intention to embarrass him publicly or privately. Honestly I was not even thinking in terms of others around us at the time. I will not make that mistake again." She looked between the women. "I do not want to embarrass him or hit him or make him feel bad or upset or anything. I just wanted him to understand me and respect my feelings. I want him to treat me as an equal. He's said we were equals many times. I felt he was not treating me as a woman and maybe unconsciously I was acting as I felt."
"I already feel terrible about what happened. We just haven't had the time to talk through it. I wanted to make sure we didn't go to bed upset or in anger at least. I suppose this has helped to deal with the fallout of this unfortunate situation. And maybe this has shown me how to deal with the real problem."
"I worry about his safety when he goes to battle, of course. Validar puts his life on the line repeatedly. I have to trust him, the way I want him to trust me. It seems we have much to discuss."
The Rescue of Lady Vera Ardel
Sir Corley:
Sir Corley mostly stayed off to one side as the King's Court planned for what was to come. His thoughts were elsewhere, but a notion struck him out of the blue. The King was rescued by Lady Sallavarian just this morning. As he understood it, Jallarzi had searched for the King in her Crystal Ball and then brought him back. Could she not do the same for Lady Ardel?
Looking around, Sir Corley spotted Jallarzi moving away from the gathering. Given this late hour, she was probably getting ready to retire for the evening.
“Lady Sallavarian,” Sir Corley called out as he quickly moved towards her. “May I have a moment of your time?”
Jallarzi stopped, turned and waited for Corley to get closer. “Something I can do for you, Sir Corley?”
“Forgive my intrusion, but I have a question for you,” Sir Corley explained. “The method you used to rescue the King this morning, could it not be used to locate Lady Ardel as well?”
Jallarzi started to say something, but stopped. Surprise clearly played about her face as the question had caught her off guard. “You are correct, Sir Corley,” Jallarzi finally admitted. “I am a fool for not thinking of it myself. Come with me.”
Lady Sallavarian stopped only to speak with her trusted assistant, Hanna, for a moment. Hanna indicated her understanding and was quickly off on the task that she had been given.
Jallarzi led Sir Corley out of the main house of the estate and into the expansive backyard. The night was dark and cold as the pair briskly made their way to a small two-story tower well away from the main house. Lady Sallavarian pulled the door open and held it wide, so Corley could pass as well. Once Corley was inside, Jallarzi followed.
Behind the door and occupying most of the first floor of the tower was what looked like a classroom. There were several blackboards in the back, covered in odd writings and strange symbols, behind a large desk. A trio of smaller desks faced them. Sir Corley realized that this was where Lady Sallavarian trained her students.
Open stairs hugged the tower wall and Jallarzi went up them. On the second floor there was a small library with a table to read and study. A single door led into a smaller room mostly occupied by a table and chairs. Resting in the middle of the table was a Crystal Ball.
Lady Sallavarian took a seat and began to make sweeping motions over and around the Crystal Ball. Sir Corley merely stood and watched. After a few moments, an image began to appear, but it was dark and difficult to see anything.
“That is where Lady Ardel is now,” Jallarzi explained, pointing at the image in the Crystal Ball.
“It's too dark to see anything,” Sir Corley said, his hopes of finding his love fading. “I have no idea where she is!”
“This is all that I need,” Lady Sallavarian said with a grin as she offered her hand. “We will be there in the time of a single breath. Prepare yourself for battle.”
Corley nodded and clasped hands with Jallarzi. She spoke a single word and the pair were gone.
The pair appeared somewhere else a moment later. The room was dark, but flickering light could be seen coming from underneath a closed door.
Voices were heard from the other room.
The pair's eyes quickly adjusted to the darker conditions. A shape was noticed on the floor on the opposite side from the door in this small room. Lady Sallavarian moved closer. In the faint light, she could see a woman lying on her side. Her hands were tied with rope and a large piece of cloth was forced into her mouth and secured behind her head. The figure screamed in fear into her gag at Lady Sallavarian's unexpected touch.
The talking in the other room stopped because of the unanticipated noise. Shadows could be seen moving closer from underneath the door. Sir Corley drew his great sword and prepared to meet the kidnappers. The door opened wide, further illuminating the room. Corley surged forward, impaling the first man with his sword and then barreling into the next. The kidnappers were not prepared to face a foe of Sir Corley's skill. The men met a quick, but bloody death as the young knight dispensed justice for this vile crime.
By the time Sir Corley had finished, Jallarzi had untied the rope and removed the gag from Lady Ardel. Vera could barely stand. Parts of her dress were torn and missing. Her normally lovely features were blemished and covered with dirt. A path of dried tears running down her face could be seen. Her hair had not seen a brush in days. In spite of all of this, Corley thought she was completely lovely.
“Corley?” Lady Ardel called out in disbelief as she rushed to his arms. “Is it really you?”
“We've come to take you home, Vera,” Sir Corley announced as they embraced. He could feel the weakness in her limbs and simply lifted her up into his arms to carry her. She was shaking uncontrollably.
“I was so scared,” Vera managed to utter between peals of sobs and tears.
“You're safe now,” Corley responded as he held her close.
Lady Sallavarian slipped past the pair and quickly looked around searching for any clues about whom these men were and where this place was. A simple cooking stove was the source of illumination. This appeared to be someone's home. A quick look outside revealed that there were no other buildings around. No lights could be seen among the winter fields. Perhaps this area was deserted.
“You have my thanks, Lady Sallavarian,” Sir Corley called out. “What do we do now?”
“It was my pleasure, Sir Corley,” Jallarzi answered. “As for what happens next, we will return to my estate.”
Lady Sallavarian touched Sir Corley's arm, spoke another word, and the trio were now gone from where ever they had been.
They reappeared in a brightly lit but enclosed room. The floor was wooden in this small, circular room. A complex design was embellished along one of the walls. A single door opposite of the drawing led out of this area. Standing in the doorway were Hanna and Lady Lyonessa. Lyonessa moved towards Sir Corley and quickly cast a Cure spell on Lady Ardel, healing whatever wounds she may have had.
“Everything is ready, Jallarzi,” Hanna reported. Hanna had recruited Lyonessa to heal Vera as she was the only priest currently at the estate. A room for Lady Ardel had been prepared.
“Thank you, Hanna,” Jallarzi replied gratefully. “Follow me, Sir Corley. Accommodations await Lady Ardel.”
Not far past the door, stairs began to spiral down to the ground, for this was Lady Sallavarians Teleport Arrival Tower. The arrival chamber was some two hundred feet above the ground. Dutifully, Sir Corley carried Lady Ardel down the tower steps following Jallarzi. Vera's sobs had since faded as she had fallen asleep in exhaustion. Hanna and Lyonessa followed closely behind.
The return trip to the main house passed quickly, and Sir Corley carried Lady Ardel inside. A small crowd had gathered to await their return. They now parted, allowing passage into the estate.
“Well done, Sir Corley,” Dame Sharl said as they passed by. The King gave a pleased nod.
Hanna led the way to the room that had been prepared. Another small crowd was there as well. Sir Corley's parents and brother were present, along with several of Lady Sallavarian's staff. The door to the room was open, and Sir Corley carried Lady Ardel inside. He gently laid her down on the bed.
“Good job, little brother,” Andrel offered.
“Corley?” General Logan called out, but he remained staring at Lady Ardel.
“Son?” Lady Brenna said, touching the side of his cheek with her hand. This drew a reaction and Corley looked at his mother. “Come, they need some privacy.”
“I'm not going to leave her!” Corley objected.
“They are going to wash her and change her clothes,” Brenna explained. “Allow the lady a measure of privacy.”
“Of course, mother,” Sir Corley finally said, processing what he had been told. The Rowan's made their way out of the room, while Jallarzi servants began their work.
“You should clean up yourself as well, Corley” Lady Brenna said.
“I want to be here when she wakes up,” Sir Corley countered.
“And you will be, I promise.” Lady Brenna softly replied. “But the first thing she sees should not be you wearing armor splattered with the blood of your enemies.”
“We will remain here until you return, my son,” General Logan vowed. “Get yourself cleaned up.”
“Thank you, father,” Sir Corley managed to utter. He started to walk away towards his quarters. The fear that had been eating at him all day was finally beginning to fade.
Sir Corley mostly stayed off to one side as the King's Court planned for what was to come. His thoughts were elsewhere, but a notion struck him out of the blue. The King was rescued by Lady Sallavarian just this morning. As he understood it, Jallarzi had searched for the King in her Crystal Ball and then brought him back. Could she not do the same for Lady Ardel?
Looking around, Sir Corley spotted Jallarzi moving away from the gathering. Given this late hour, she was probably getting ready to retire for the evening.
“Lady Sallavarian,” Sir Corley called out as he quickly moved towards her. “May I have a moment of your time?”
Jallarzi stopped, turned and waited for Corley to get closer. “Something I can do for you, Sir Corley?”
“Forgive my intrusion, but I have a question for you,” Sir Corley explained. “The method you used to rescue the King this morning, could it not be used to locate Lady Ardel as well?”
Jallarzi started to say something, but stopped. Surprise clearly played about her face as the question had caught her off guard. “You are correct, Sir Corley,” Jallarzi finally admitted. “I am a fool for not thinking of it myself. Come with me.”
Lady Sallavarian stopped only to speak with her trusted assistant, Hanna, for a moment. Hanna indicated her understanding and was quickly off on the task that she had been given.
Jallarzi led Sir Corley out of the main house of the estate and into the expansive backyard. The night was dark and cold as the pair briskly made their way to a small two-story tower well away from the main house. Lady Sallavarian pulled the door open and held it wide, so Corley could pass as well. Once Corley was inside, Jallarzi followed.
Behind the door and occupying most of the first floor of the tower was what looked like a classroom. There were several blackboards in the back, covered in odd writings and strange symbols, behind a large desk. A trio of smaller desks faced them. Sir Corley realized that this was where Lady Sallavarian trained her students.
Open stairs hugged the tower wall and Jallarzi went up them. On the second floor there was a small library with a table to read and study. A single door led into a smaller room mostly occupied by a table and chairs. Resting in the middle of the table was a Crystal Ball.
Lady Sallavarian took a seat and began to make sweeping motions over and around the Crystal Ball. Sir Corley merely stood and watched. After a few moments, an image began to appear, but it was dark and difficult to see anything.
“That is where Lady Ardel is now,” Jallarzi explained, pointing at the image in the Crystal Ball.
“It's too dark to see anything,” Sir Corley said, his hopes of finding his love fading. “I have no idea where she is!”
“This is all that I need,” Lady Sallavarian said with a grin as she offered her hand. “We will be there in the time of a single breath. Prepare yourself for battle.”
Corley nodded and clasped hands with Jallarzi. She spoke a single word and the pair were gone.
The pair appeared somewhere else a moment later. The room was dark, but flickering light could be seen coming from underneath a closed door.
Voices were heard from the other room.
The pair's eyes quickly adjusted to the darker conditions. A shape was noticed on the floor on the opposite side from the door in this small room. Lady Sallavarian moved closer. In the faint light, she could see a woman lying on her side. Her hands were tied with rope and a large piece of cloth was forced into her mouth and secured behind her head. The figure screamed in fear into her gag at Lady Sallavarian's unexpected touch.
The talking in the other room stopped because of the unanticipated noise. Shadows could be seen moving closer from underneath the door. Sir Corley drew his great sword and prepared to meet the kidnappers. The door opened wide, further illuminating the room. Corley surged forward, impaling the first man with his sword and then barreling into the next. The kidnappers were not prepared to face a foe of Sir Corley's skill. The men met a quick, but bloody death as the young knight dispensed justice for this vile crime.
By the time Sir Corley had finished, Jallarzi had untied the rope and removed the gag from Lady Ardel. Vera could barely stand. Parts of her dress were torn and missing. Her normally lovely features were blemished and covered with dirt. A path of dried tears running down her face could be seen. Her hair had not seen a brush in days. In spite of all of this, Corley thought she was completely lovely.
“Corley?” Lady Ardel called out in disbelief as she rushed to his arms. “Is it really you?”
“We've come to take you home, Vera,” Sir Corley announced as they embraced. He could feel the weakness in her limbs and simply lifted her up into his arms to carry her. She was shaking uncontrollably.
“I was so scared,” Vera managed to utter between peals of sobs and tears.
“You're safe now,” Corley responded as he held her close.
Lady Sallavarian slipped past the pair and quickly looked around searching for any clues about whom these men were and where this place was. A simple cooking stove was the source of illumination. This appeared to be someone's home. A quick look outside revealed that there were no other buildings around. No lights could be seen among the winter fields. Perhaps this area was deserted.
“You have my thanks, Lady Sallavarian,” Sir Corley called out. “What do we do now?”
“It was my pleasure, Sir Corley,” Jallarzi answered. “As for what happens next, we will return to my estate.”
Lady Sallavarian touched Sir Corley's arm, spoke another word, and the trio were now gone from where ever they had been.
They reappeared in a brightly lit but enclosed room. The floor was wooden in this small, circular room. A complex design was embellished along one of the walls. A single door opposite of the drawing led out of this area. Standing in the doorway were Hanna and Lady Lyonessa. Lyonessa moved towards Sir Corley and quickly cast a Cure spell on Lady Ardel, healing whatever wounds she may have had.
“Everything is ready, Jallarzi,” Hanna reported. Hanna had recruited Lyonessa to heal Vera as she was the only priest currently at the estate. A room for Lady Ardel had been prepared.
“Thank you, Hanna,” Jallarzi replied gratefully. “Follow me, Sir Corley. Accommodations await Lady Ardel.”
Not far past the door, stairs began to spiral down to the ground, for this was Lady Sallavarians Teleport Arrival Tower. The arrival chamber was some two hundred feet above the ground. Dutifully, Sir Corley carried Lady Ardel down the tower steps following Jallarzi. Vera's sobs had since faded as she had fallen asleep in exhaustion. Hanna and Lyonessa followed closely behind.
The return trip to the main house passed quickly, and Sir Corley carried Lady Ardel inside. A small crowd had gathered to await their return. They now parted, allowing passage into the estate.
“Well done, Sir Corley,” Dame Sharl said as they passed by. The King gave a pleased nod.
Hanna led the way to the room that had been prepared. Another small crowd was there as well. Sir Corley's parents and brother were present, along with several of Lady Sallavarian's staff. The door to the room was open, and Sir Corley carried Lady Ardel inside. He gently laid her down on the bed.
“Good job, little brother,” Andrel offered.
“Corley?” General Logan called out, but he remained staring at Lady Ardel.
“Son?” Lady Brenna said, touching the side of his cheek with her hand. This drew a reaction and Corley looked at his mother. “Come, they need some privacy.”
“I'm not going to leave her!” Corley objected.
“They are going to wash her and change her clothes,” Brenna explained. “Allow the lady a measure of privacy.”
“Of course, mother,” Sir Corley finally said, processing what he had been told. The Rowan's made their way out of the room, while Jallarzi servants began their work.
“You should clean up yourself as well, Corley” Lady Brenna said.
“I want to be here when she wakes up,” Sir Corley countered.
“And you will be, I promise.” Lady Brenna softly replied. “But the first thing she sees should not be you wearing armor splattered with the blood of your enemies.”
“We will remain here until you return, my son,” General Logan vowed. “Get yourself cleaned up.”
“Thank you, father,” Sir Corley managed to utter. He started to walk away towards his quarters. The fear that had been eating at him all day was finally beginning to fade.
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Re: New Frontiers #115 - 11/20/571 - Tower Rescue, Waterfall Inn, Kings Late Night Court
Chareos
"At first Argent’s and my relationship was mostly one of companionship and mutual enrichment. There was a demon that we were fighting and Argent was in danger. I put myself in danger to save her from being maimed. Soon after, we became interested in one another,” he says matter of factly.
“Since then, it has been the best relationship I've had, even if it was the only one I had."
“It is rather strange considering how things work out. I honestly thought you had a thing for Sherry, or was it Terry? You did after all try to get them to speak out of turn," hHe says with a light hearted smile. "What will you and Argent do now?" he asks curiously.
Before Chareos can answer The Duchess comes near, averting his attention as he bows to her grace.“Hi Chareos,” Burant says, turning to his fellow apprentice. “What is this Lord Chareos' business?”
Looking at his fellow apprentice, Charoes says, “It has been a very eventful time with the Guardians of Light. Have you heard of the Battle of Corunglain? The group I am with, led by Sir Validar, saved many refugees, infiltrated the invaders gatehouse and dealt them a crippling blow. There are several noble born in our number and they were rewarded with knighthood. For our part in the battle, we were given Parchments of Nobility from the King. It is an incredible honor to behold; one I never fathomed.“A few,” Burant will say, still trying to wrap his head around just what happened. “Sounds like you've had a lot happen to you. Lord Chareos is it? You're a noble now?”
“ Cult of the Blackflame? We have encountered them as well! I am glad you are well, my friend, for if that made contact you would have shared a similar fate!“Sorvani was going to explore a place south of Elcadan on the northern edge of the Great Swamp. A place called Baltron's Beacon, because there was a tower in this abandoned castle that had a bright light in it. Figured it was a Continual Light spell.”
“We arrived there a few days later and found that the Cult of the Black Flame had taken up residence there. They were easily defeated, but this Black Flame got onto one of the cultists, and it burned their soul away, leaving behind a lifeless husk. It was terrifying to see!”
“I joined the Guardians some time ago. We fought and cleansed the Blackflame cult, battled Ember- a red dragon. As I said, we saved many refugees from Corunglain and defeated the invaders there.”“We found that there was something under the castle,” Burant continues. “It was guarded by puzzles and traps, and we managed to make some progress. Then we ran into some kind of guardian demon. It plunged us all into darkness and started to take out the group one by one. Thorvid was killed in the assault. The demon threw him onto a bed of spikes. Dozens of spikes pierced his body and he quickly died a bloody mess. Others were killed and we were forced to withdraw. We were not prepared to deal with what we found underneath Baltron's Beacon. The bodies of the fallen were left behind as we fled for our lives.”
“Argent was upset, of course. She had strong feelings for Thorvid, but had realized that they couldn't last. He wasn't really all that smart. Unfortunately, Thorvid thought they were perfect, so she felt a bit trapped. Running into me just made it worse. But with Thorvid dead, we could be together, but it didn't feel right. We made our way back to Elcadan and arrived this evening. We were going to talk and figure out what we were going to do when it came to us. That's when you walked in with another Argent! My Argent was upset over what had happened. I can only assume that's where her anger came from.”
“So all of this comes as a shock to me,” Burant concludes. “But I take it that your story is much more interesting than mine?”
"At first Argent’s and my relationship was mostly one of companionship and mutual enrichment. There was a demon that we were fighting and Argent was in danger. I put myself in danger to save her from being maimed. Soon after, we became interested in one another,” he says matter of factly.
“Since then, it has been the best relationship I've had, even if it was the only one I had."
“It is rather strange considering how things work out. I honestly thought you had a thing for Sherry, or was it Terry? You did after all try to get them to speak out of turn," hHe says with a light hearted smile. "What will you and Argent do now?" he asks curiously.
To serve and protect those who cannot.
Burant
Burant:
Lord Chareos had been reunited with Burant, the other apprentice who learned magic from Lord Sharadin.
“So you've been with Argent for a while now?” Burant realized. “You probably know her better than I do so tell me what's she like? I mean I've only been with her for a couple of days now, and we really haven't been romantic as yet. She's certainly desirable, beautiful and smart! What am I getting myself into? We were going to talk about us tonight, but everything got sidetracked when you and your Argent showed up."
Lord Chareos had been reunited with Burant, the other apprentice who learned magic from Lord Sharadin.
“Who hasn't heard about what happened in Corunglain,” Burant countered. “It's all that everyone's been talking about, and you were right in the middle of all of that? No wonder you were given a title.”Chareos wrote:Looking at his fellow apprentice, Charoes says, “It has been a very eventful time with the Guardians of Light. Have you heard of the Battle of Corunglain? The group I am with, led by Sir Validar, saved many refugees, infiltrated the invaders gatehouse and dealt them a crippling blow. There are several noble born in our number and they were rewarded with knighthood. For our part in the battle, we were given Parchments of Nobility from the King. It is an incredible honor to behold; one I never fathomed.”
“Yeah, me too!”Chareos wrote:“Cult of the Blackflame? We have encountered them as well! I am glad you are well, my friend, for if that made contact you would have shared a similar fate!”
“That's amazing!” Burant notes. “You've done so many things. I can see why you were made a noble.”Chareos wrote:“I joined the Guardians some time ago. We fought and cleansed the Blackflame cult, battled Ember- a red dragon. As I said, we saved many refugees from Corunglain and defeated the invaders there.”
“Me with Sherry or Terry?” Burant wonders aloud. “I mean, sure, they are really cute and smart, but do you know who their father is? Would you really want our master as your father-in-law? I'm not that brave!”Chareos wrote:"At first Argent’s and my relationship was mostly one of companionship and mutual enrichment. There was a demon that we were fighting and Argent was in danger. I put myself in danger to save her from being maimed. Soon after, we became interested in one another,” he says matter of factually.
“Since then, it has been the best relationship I've had, even if it was the only one I had."
“It is rather strange considering how things work out. I honestly thought you had a thing for Sherry, or was it Terry? You did after all try to get them to speak out of turn," He says with a lighthearted smile. "What will you and Argent do now?" he asks curiously.
“So you've been with Argent for a while now?” Burant realized. “You probably know her better than I do so tell me what's she like? I mean I've only been with her for a couple of days now, and we really haven't been romantic as yet. She's certainly desirable, beautiful and smart! What am I getting myself into? We were going to talk about us tonight, but everything got sidetracked when you and your Argent showed up."
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Re: New Frontiers #115 - 11/20/571 - Tower Rescue, Waterfall Inn, Kings Late Night Court
The long night is winding to an end, but it is about to get longer and more emotional for some. Validar sees Corley approach his cousin Jallarzi and notices a sense of serious concern on their faces. Although he cannot hear what is said over the din of the chatter as the King’s planning session winds down, it is obviously important. After a moment's thought, Validar decides he might know what this is about. By that time the two have departed the chamber already.
However, Jallarzi stopped to share something with her assistant Hanna. She too was soon on her way but Validar was quicker and caught up in the hall before she could disappear. "Hanna!" he called out, jogging up to the woman, "It looks to my eye as though something serious is still underway this eve. Can you please share with me any details?" Validar did not block her way so that she was not slowed in her duties, but walked alongside at her brisk pace.
"Sir Validar," Hanna stated. "They are going to rescue Lady Ardel." Validar stopped in place as he considered the implications. “Do you know if there is a priest at the estate,” she asked quickly.
“The only healer here currently that I am aware of is Lady Lyonessa.”
“Thank you, milord. I must make preparations," she said, not slowing down.
"Yes, yes of course." Hanna had already turned the corner and was about her task. Validar thought to himself, "I am betting the are using the same method that Jallarzi rescued the King and Sharl." It seemed like days ago, but was only this morning. "Good on Corley if he came to that conclusion. And unfortunate that no one else thought of it in the meantime." Validar furrowed his brow, then he too was off.
He reached the guest room that he and Gabriella shared in the estate and entered. She was waiting up for him, despite the late hour. "Validar!" Gabriella stood up and crossed the room toward him, stopping short. "It is very late, but I was hoping we could talk?" They closed the distance to each other and she took his hand hopefully.
"This was quite the day, my love." He hesitated for a moment as he gazed into her eyes. "And unfortunately, one that is struggling to not end." She looked at him quizzically.
"Can we have this talk, while we walk?" He indicated the door out of their bedroom.
"What's going on? Is something wrong?" She looked up at him, concern on her face.
"Yes and no. I'll explain on the way." He waited as she slipped on her sandals and put a shawl around her shoulders and then he took her hand, leading her to another part of the estate.
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Thank you for telling me." Worry and concern for Vera was etched on Gabriella's features. "I definitely want to be there to help the poor woman. It's been several days since she disappeared. She must be severely traumatized."
"I knew you would," the Baron said solemnly. "We have a few moments before they are likely to return, however. What did you want to discuss?"
Gabriella leads him a little away from the others gathered there awaiting Lady Vera's rescue, sure to be out of earshot. "I suppose I shall have to be succinct and then we can discuss it further in the morning." She takes a deep breath and lowers her eyes, then looks deeply into his, trying summon enough courage. "First I want to apologize. For what happened yesterday. I over reacted."
Validar took her hands in his and met her gaze as tenderly as he could. "I am the one to apologize. I treated you not as an equal but as a prize to protect."
"I had a talk with your mother and Lady Brenna. I think it helped."
"I trust mother was kind in her advice?"
Gabriella blushed a little and cast her gaze downward again. "She chastised me. Kindly, of course. But definitely pointed out that we were both in the wrong."
"Pfah," he snorted. "I told you that I don't care about the formalities."
"Yes, but she did point out the negatives of what transpired."
"I am sure she did." Validar took his woman into his arms and gave her a hug. "Duchess Lysandra is good at that sort of thing." A smile graced his face and Gabriella let out a light chuckle.
"She pointed out that I embarrassed you in public. I wasn't thinking. I won't do that again." He hugged her close again. "But you need to promise to treat me as an equal, not just in words."
"Of course, my love. It seems we both erred." He lifted her chin and looked into her eyes. "We can chock it up to the folly of youth. A learning experience if you will. And I will be certain that no one shall besmirch your honor over one deserved, albeit significant, slap." She smiled as he leaned to kiss her.
"But it appears that the rest of this conversation will have to wait." Validar indicated Sir Corley quickly but carefully bringing Lady Ardel into the main house and to the room Hanna and the staff had prepared. The Baron silently clapped Corley on his shoulder as he passed. Gabriella followed closely behind. She gave a brief wave to Validar as the door closed behind. He remained outside, as the room was going to be very crowded already.
After a time, Sir Corley stepped out of the room, almost in a daze still. Validar met him part way down the hall, once he cleared the rest of those gathered. "Congratulations, my friend. You are to be commended." Validar walked alongside his friend and comrade at arms as Corley headed to his own quarters.
"I have been worrying about her since she disappeared," Corley offered quietly, unlike his normal boisterous self. "And today it was eating at me so much I could hardly concentrate." Corley looked at the Baron, tired yet triumphant, worried yet content.
Validar put his arm around his friend's shoulders. "I understand," was all Validar offered. This was not a time for flowery speeches. This was the rescue of a loved one. Corley had already been smitten by the lovely Lady Ardel. He was already willing to risk his life to recover her. Judging by the blood spatters on his armor, he took others' lives to do so.
"I've already sent word to your squires to have a change of clothes ready for you. They will tend to your armor and weapon." Corley gave him a silent look of gratitude. "Then you can quickly return to your love." Validar walked silently the rest of the way to Corley's quarters and then returned to his own. Sleep would not come until Gabriella returned from her tasks helping Vera recover from her own ordeal.
However, Jallarzi stopped to share something with her assistant Hanna. She too was soon on her way but Validar was quicker and caught up in the hall before she could disappear. "Hanna!" he called out, jogging up to the woman, "It looks to my eye as though something serious is still underway this eve. Can you please share with me any details?" Validar did not block her way so that she was not slowed in her duties, but walked alongside at her brisk pace.
"Sir Validar," Hanna stated. "They are going to rescue Lady Ardel." Validar stopped in place as he considered the implications. “Do you know if there is a priest at the estate,” she asked quickly.
“The only healer here currently that I am aware of is Lady Lyonessa.”
“Thank you, milord. I must make preparations," she said, not slowing down.
"Yes, yes of course." Hanna had already turned the corner and was about her task. Validar thought to himself, "I am betting the are using the same method that Jallarzi rescued the King and Sharl." It seemed like days ago, but was only this morning. "Good on Corley if he came to that conclusion. And unfortunate that no one else thought of it in the meantime." Validar furrowed his brow, then he too was off.
He reached the guest room that he and Gabriella shared in the estate and entered. She was waiting up for him, despite the late hour. "Validar!" Gabriella stood up and crossed the room toward him, stopping short. "It is very late, but I was hoping we could talk?" They closed the distance to each other and she took his hand hopefully.
"This was quite the day, my love." He hesitated for a moment as he gazed into her eyes. "And unfortunately, one that is struggling to not end." She looked at him quizzically.
"Can we have this talk, while we walk?" He indicated the door out of their bedroom.
"What's going on? Is something wrong?" She looked up at him, concern on her face.
"Yes and no. I'll explain on the way." He waited as she slipped on her sandals and put a shawl around her shoulders and then he took her hand, leading her to another part of the estate.
------
Thank you for telling me." Worry and concern for Vera was etched on Gabriella's features. "I definitely want to be there to help the poor woman. It's been several days since she disappeared. She must be severely traumatized."
"I knew you would," the Baron said solemnly. "We have a few moments before they are likely to return, however. What did you want to discuss?"
Gabriella leads him a little away from the others gathered there awaiting Lady Vera's rescue, sure to be out of earshot. "I suppose I shall have to be succinct and then we can discuss it further in the morning." She takes a deep breath and lowers her eyes, then looks deeply into his, trying summon enough courage. "First I want to apologize. For what happened yesterday. I over reacted."
Validar took her hands in his and met her gaze as tenderly as he could. "I am the one to apologize. I treated you not as an equal but as a prize to protect."
"I had a talk with your mother and Lady Brenna. I think it helped."
"I trust mother was kind in her advice?"
Gabriella blushed a little and cast her gaze downward again. "She chastised me. Kindly, of course. But definitely pointed out that we were both in the wrong."
"Pfah," he snorted. "I told you that I don't care about the formalities."
"Yes, but she did point out the negatives of what transpired."
"I am sure she did." Validar took his woman into his arms and gave her a hug. "Duchess Lysandra is good at that sort of thing." A smile graced his face and Gabriella let out a light chuckle.
"She pointed out that I embarrassed you in public. I wasn't thinking. I won't do that again." He hugged her close again. "But you need to promise to treat me as an equal, not just in words."
"Of course, my love. It seems we both erred." He lifted her chin and looked into her eyes. "We can chock it up to the folly of youth. A learning experience if you will. And I will be certain that no one shall besmirch your honor over one deserved, albeit significant, slap." She smiled as he leaned to kiss her.
"But it appears that the rest of this conversation will have to wait." Validar indicated Sir Corley quickly but carefully bringing Lady Ardel into the main house and to the room Hanna and the staff had prepared. The Baron silently clapped Corley on his shoulder as he passed. Gabriella followed closely behind. She gave a brief wave to Validar as the door closed behind. He remained outside, as the room was going to be very crowded already.
After a time, Sir Corley stepped out of the room, almost in a daze still. Validar met him part way down the hall, once he cleared the rest of those gathered. "Congratulations, my friend. You are to be commended." Validar walked alongside his friend and comrade at arms as Corley headed to his own quarters.
"I have been worrying about her since she disappeared," Corley offered quietly, unlike his normal boisterous self. "And today it was eating at me so much I could hardly concentrate." Corley looked at the Baron, tired yet triumphant, worried yet content.
Validar put his arm around his friend's shoulders. "I understand," was all Validar offered. This was not a time for flowery speeches. This was the rescue of a loved one. Corley had already been smitten by the lovely Lady Ardel. He was already willing to risk his life to recover her. Judging by the blood spatters on his armor, he took others' lives to do so.
"I've already sent word to your squires to have a change of clothes ready for you. They will tend to your armor and weapon." Corley gave him a silent look of gratitude. "Then you can quickly return to your love." Validar walked silently the rest of the way to Corley's quarters and then returned to his own. Sleep would not come until Gabriella returned from her tasks helping Vera recover from her own ordeal.
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Chareos
"Perhaps you should merely get to know her and see what beauty lies beneath,” he adds thoughtfully as he sits down in a chair. "It is funny. When you are on the road you take such liberties for granted," as he grips the arms of the chair.
Chareos begins to smile as Burant goes through the possibilities. “Master and mentor,” Chareos says looking at his friend. “But, I would be more worried about your girlfriend. You know, Argent,” he says hopefully, waking his companion from his dreaming. “I have asked Lord Sharadin to teach me more of Battle magic. It is my hope to become a Battle Mage and step in his footsteps.”“Me with Sherry or Terry?” Burant wonders aloud. “I mean, sure, they are really cute and smart, but do you know who their father is? Would you really want our master as your father-in-law? I'm not that brave!”
Chareos looks at his counterpart curiously, “You had the courage to date her but not to know her? You are braver than you thought." After a few moments of thought, "Lady Argent is as beautiful as a Diamond. And as complex. If you gaze at her long enough you can see the different facets of her. She is caring, thoughtful and fierce. Her words can be as gentle as a breeze or as harsh as a Maelstrom,” he says thoughtfully.” As for what you are getting yourself into, I cannot answer that nor would I. Lady Argent has been through different trials and tribulations than your Argent. Who knows what you are in for. If anything, I have learned women are like magic; mysterious, captivating, enticing and if you mistreat it, dangerous,” he says with a wry smile.“So you've been with Argent for a while now?” Burant realized. “You probably know her better than I do so tell me what's she like? I mean I've only been with her for a couple of days now, and we really haven't been romantic as yet. She's certainly desirable, beautiful and smart! What am I getting myself into? We were going to talk about us tonight, but everything got sidetracked when you and your Argent showed up."
"Perhaps you should merely get to know her and see what beauty lies beneath,” he adds thoughtfully as he sits down in a chair. "It is funny. When you are on the road you take such liberties for granted," as he grips the arms of the chair.
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Miscellaneous Updates
Miscellaneous Updates:
The King listens closely to the ideas put forth by Sir Validar and then later supported by General Logan.
“I agree with what you are proposing, Sir Validar and General Logan,” the King stated. “Indeed, it is the most beneficial outcome and greatly reduces the loss of life. As General Logan suggests, Corunglain is the wild card in all of this. We cannot be sure what is coming down from there.”
“Sir Validar, assemble your strike team,” the King continues. “General Logan will accompany me, Dame Sharl, Sir Alon, and Crysania to take control of the army once the leaders are dealt with. We'll keep Sir Acerion, Sir Corley and Sir Moore in reserve to take command of the Inner Kingdom Army. After the Athenos Army has been commandeered, Crysania will join me to influence the army advancing on Pyris. Then we unite on the Streel Plain and begin our march on Corunglain.”
Burant:
The King listens closely to the ideas put forth by Sir Validar and then later supported by General Logan.
“I agree with what you are proposing, Sir Validar and General Logan,” the King stated. “Indeed, it is the most beneficial outcome and greatly reduces the loss of life. As General Logan suggests, Corunglain is the wild card in all of this. We cannot be sure what is coming down from there.”
“Sir Validar, assemble your strike team,” the King continues. “General Logan will accompany me, Dame Sharl, Sir Alon, and Crysania to take control of the army once the leaders are dealt with. We'll keep Sir Acerion, Sir Corley and Sir Moore in reserve to take command of the Inner Kingdom Army. After the Athenos Army has been commandeered, Crysania will join me to influence the army advancing on Pyris. Then we unite on the Streel Plain and begin our march on Corunglain.”
Burant:
“She's not really my girlfriend,” Burant objects. “We were going to talk tonight about if we wanted to try a relationship or not, but was interrupted. That's why I was asking you what she was like. We haven't actually dated yet.”Chareos wrote:Chareos begins to smile as Burant goes through the possibilities. “Master and mentor,” Chareos says, looking at his friend. “But, I would be more worried about your girlfriend. You know, Argent,” he said hopefully, waking his companion from his dreaming. “I have asked Lord Sharadin to teach me more of Battle magic. It is my hope to become a Battle Mage and step in his footsteps.”
Chareos looks at his counterpart curiously, “You had the courage to date her but not to know her? You are braver than you thought."
“That is both beautiful and terrifying at the same time,” Burant says. “I never knew you had such a way with words, you silver-tongued devil!”Chareos wrote:After a few moments of thought, "Lady Argent is as beautiful as a Diamond. And as complex. If you gaze at her long enough, you can see the different facets of her. She is caring, thoughtful and fierce. Her words can be as gentle as a breeze or as harsh as a Maelstrom,” he says thoughtfully. ”As for what you are getting yourself into, I cannot answer that nor would I. Lady Argent has been through different trials and tribulations than your Argent. Who knows what you are in for? If anything, I have learned women are like magic; mysterious, captivating, enticing and if you mistreat it, dangerous,” he says with a wry smile.
“That makes sense,” Burant agrees. “I guess I'll see what she wants to do. Take it one step at a time and hope I survive the experience!”Chareos wrote:"Perhaps you should merely get to know her and see what beauty lies beneath,” he adds thoughtfully as he sits down in a chair. "It is funny. When you are on the road you take such liberties for granted," as he grips the arms of the chair.
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Re: New Frontiers #115 - 11/20/571 - Tower Rescue, Waterfall Inn, Kings Late Night Court
The King agreed to the details of the preemptive strike on the leaders of the army moving north from Athenos. We needed to strike before the army arrived. While it would be possible to defeat the army with the adventurer forces assembled, it would involve a tremendous loss of life. The soldiers would lose their lives in droves and likely more than several of the adventurers would as well.
Command teams were set up and Validar was given instructions to assemble his strike team. He would wait until the next day when all the adventurers had arrived and he could see what other options may exist.
Command teams were set up and Validar was given instructions to assemble his strike team. He would wait until the next day when all the adventurers had arrived and he could see what other options may exist.
Conquer or Die!