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Janos Ardeal wrote:

Janos considers this. "Perhaps we can go to treat with them. Find out why they think we are a part of this. Of course, by going, we will be a part of this." He nods and glances at Ashan. The man considered all of this folly.

"Duristan, we have another concern. When did you arrive here? We believe a group of travelers came here a few days ago. Unnatural fellow, probably very secretive. Do you know anything about that?"

"I do not. I only arrived a few days before you all did myself," Duristan replies.

From what Belik said the strange people were here much earlier than a few days ago. More like a few weeks, before the investigation and Beast's trial.


Male Human Paladin 7 | HP 60| AC 18 FF 15 T13 | Saves +9/+8/+8 | Init + 3 | Percep + 2 | Dip +13 | SM +9 | KR +6 | Heal +3 | Hero Points 1

Madame Ivanja. the paladin says. He offers a wide, charming grin, his pale blue eyes dancing in the dim light.

The pleasure is making your acquaintance. he says, removing his hat and stooping to take her hand and plant a slight kiss on her knuckle.

My name is Anton Klasnic, and though I did not know it before, I have traveled many miles just to meet you. I am looking for information Madame, of a sort that I know ladies in your profession would normally be reluctant to provide. I need to ask you about a meeting you had recently with a group of dark individuals, riders through the Wood.

Pray, could you tell me lady of the nature of your meeting? I would not ask if it were not of grave importance.

He does not relinquish her hand and runs a rough thumb across the soft, dusky skin of her hand as he asks his questions, hoping that her usual clientele were the boreish noble type and his charm might be a rare distraction that she might open up to.

Take ten on diplomacy for 23


Anton Klasnic wrote:

Madame Ivanja. the paladin says. He offers a wide, charming grin, his pale blue eyes dancing in the dim light.

The pleasure is making your acquaintance. he says, removing his hat and stooping to take her hand and plant a slight kiss on her knuckle.

My name is Anton Klasnic, and though I did not know it before, I have traveled many miles just to meet you. I am looking for information Madame, of a sort that I know ladies in your profession would normally be reluctant to provide. I need to ask you about a meeting you had recently with a group of dark individuals, riders through the Wood.

Pray, could you tell me lady of the nature of your meeting? I would not ask if it were not of grave importance.

He does not relinquish her hand and runs a rough thumb across the soft, dusky skin of her hand as he asks his questions, hoping that her usual clientele were the boreish noble type and his charm might be a rare distraction that she might open up to.

Take ten on diplomacy for 23

Ivanja smiles and removes her hand from Anton's. She rings a small bell, and four very hard looking Qadiran guards descend from the level above. They are all heavily armed and armored. They take up positions at the edges of the room, keeping a close watch on Anton and crew.

"Mr. Klasnic," she begins. "It is not normally my way to discuss any past dealings I've had with clients. I do however recall that group..." Ivanja hesistates, considering whether to say more. "They were here two weeks ago. That night only four guests visited my tower. They all enjoyed the services of my girl, Niama. If you are interested, I can arrange a meeting with Niama. You will of course need to pay the usual fee for her services. What you do with your time together is none of my business."


Half-Elf Spirit Ranger 7 (HP 60/60; F+7, R+7, W+4 (+1 vs. Arcane); AC 19/12/17; Perception +14, Sense Motive +2, Initiative +2)

"How far is this shrine, Duristan? Do you know what it looks like?" He pauses for a moment, considering the hunter. "Duristan, do you have silver weapons for fighting werewolves? If it comes down to it, we may need some."


"Its location is only a few hours from here, but I haven't been there to see it yet," Duristan tells Janos. He looks a bit annoyed at the ranger's next question. "I have my silver longsword, and a handful of silver arrows, but certainly not enough to equip your group. You mean to tell me you all came to a lycanthrope infested forest without purchasing silvered weapons first?"


Male Fetchling (World Walker) Swashbuckler (Inspired Blade) 7 [ HP 60/60 | AC 22/16T/14FF | Fort +3, Ref +9, Will +1 | Init +6 (+2 with panache) | Perception +9 | Panache: 4/4 ]

"We would be quite interested in meeting this Niama, if for no other reason than to know how she comes by her amazing stamina," Drosil says, smiling broadly. "Can you recall any details regarding the visitors, or perhaps anything strange regarding Niama's behavior between, or after, their visits?"

Diplomacy (Aid Another): 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (11) + 9 = 20
Sense Motive: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (16) + 5 = 21


Drosil the Grey wrote:

"We would be quite interested in meeting this Niama, if for no other reason than to know how she comes by her amazing stamina," Drosil says, smiling broadly. "Can you recall any details regarding the visitors, or perhaps anything strange regarding Niama's behavior between, or after, their visits?"

[dice=Diplomacy (Aid Another)]1d20+9
[dice=Sense Motive]1d20+5

"I can recall that it costs 250 gold pieces to enjoy Niama's services, and nothing more," is the madame's smug reply.


Male Elf
Baseline Stats:
Max HP: 39 | AC: 14 (14 T / 10 FF) [varies w/abilities] | F/R/W +2/+6/+6 | CMD 22 | Ini +6 | Perception +11

Having allowed Janos to take the lead for some time, Ashan finally steps from the halfblood's shadow and moves to his side. "More importantly," Ashan says in the face of the importance of silver for fighting lycanthropes. "How old is this shrine?" There's something knowing in that question, something that—like always—Ashan is omitting. "If you had to... hazard a guess."

But to quell Duristan's uncertainty Ashan adds, "Silver is but one weapon. We have the spirits on our side. I do not know if I can say as much for these cursed clans. I may be able to..." Ashan hesitates, looking to Janos for a moment. "We will see what the days bring."


Ashan Eilathul wrote:

Having allowed Janos to take the lead for some time, Ashan finally steps from the halfblood's shadow and moves to his side. "More importantly," Ashan says in the face of the importance of silver for fighting lycanthropes. "How old is this shrine?" There's something knowing in that question, something that—like always—Ashan is omitting. "If you had to... hazard a guess."

But to quell Duristan's uncertainty Ashan adds, "Silver is but one weapon. We have the spirits on our side. I do not know if I can say as much for these cursed clans. I may be able to..." Ashan hesitates, looking to Janos for a moment. "We will see what the days bring."

"Uhhh....very old?" Duristan hazards in response to the elf. "Old enough that no one remembers? So...will we hunt the wolves at the Stairs?"


Male Fetchling (World Walker) Swashbuckler (Inspired Blade) 7 [ HP 60/60 | AC 22/16T/14FF | Fort +3, Ref +9, Will +1 | Init +6 (+2 with panache) | Perception +9 | Panache: 4/4 ]

Drosil's smile falters a moment at the mention of so much gold. Gods, that amount of gold seemed like so much even just a few short months ago... Still, his smile returns quickly. "250 gold, for all three of us to spend some quality time with Niama? I only hope that she will prove herself worth that sum." With that, he begins counting coins out of his pouch.

With Drosil's recent purchases, he's down to less than 150gp; he won't be covering that amount by himself...


Half-Elf Spirit Ranger 7 (HP 60/60; F+7, R+7, W+4 (+1 vs. Arcane); AC 19/12/17; Perception +14, Sense Motive +2, Initiative +2)

Janos shrugs in a non-committal gesture. "Possibly. I'm very wary of getting involved in what sounds like a pack dispute, but the werewolf the other night seemed to think we were already involved. You saw what that single werewolf did to your two men. Easily, I might add. Imagine what a half-dozen or two dozen could do. And if there's one thing that might make packs stop fighting each other, it would be outsiders hunting them."

He looks at the man. "So, are you really so eager to face them again?" Janos sighs. "But something tells me this 'Stairs of the Moon' shrine might be the only way of getting answers."

"Let me confer with my friends. They have a knack of finding other answers. I'll let you know if we're with you. Oh, you don't know where I might buy a silver weapon, do you?"

Unless Duristan has more for us (or Ashan wants to do something else), Janos will retire back to his room to discuss this all with the elf and wait for the others.


human alchemist 7
Baseline Stats:
Max HP: 52 | AC: 15 (11 T / 14 FF) [varies w/mutagen] | F/R/W +6/+6/+4 | CMD 19 | Ini +5 | Perception +12

Dantrian regards the note in the book and lifts his gaze from his workspace to the stairs he'd seen Ashan ascend a short time ago to speak with the Warden. Understanding the frustration of interruptions, the alchemist simply makes a note to find Belik later and see if the porter might be able to assist him in acquiring the needed item from the upper floor. If not, Mosswick might accomplish the task by more furtive means.

His eyes take on an unfocused look again at that point, as he turns his attention inward and to Mosswick and the conversation the diminutive homunculus is now overhearing. Ah, they have come across mention of these stairs as well. Interesting. If this is indeed the place these lycanthropes call 'Highthrone', then it is certainly worth further study.


Female Human (Chelaxian) Bard (Diva) 7 | HP 45 | AC 14 FF 12 T13 | Saves +3/+7/+5 | Init + 4 | Percep +10

Quite the athlete she would seem, unless she weren't as physical as some young women in her profession." B'yelka raises her eyebrow and asks Madame Ivanja, "Does she have other means of entertaining, or should you and I make quick plans for some time together?"


"Oh, you definitely can't afford me, dear. Though for one as pretty as you, I might entertain for free," the madame jokes. She seems indifferent to whether or not the adventurers decide to see her girl. She clearly doesn't need the money, and seems to have already bent her rules as far as she's willing to.

Drosil doesn't have the cash. Who else is pitching in?

Janos/Dantrian/Ashan can meet up now?


Janos Ardeal wrote:

Janos shrugs in a non-committal gesture. "Possibly. I'm very wary of getting involved in what sounds like a pack dispute, but the werewolf the other night seemed to think we were already involved. You saw what that single werewolf did to your two men. Easily, I might add. Imagine what a half-dozen or two dozen could do. And if there's one thing that might make packs stop fighting each other, it would be outsiders hunting them."

He looks at the man. "So, are you really so eager to face them again?" Janos sighs. "But something tells me this 'Stairs of the Moon' shrine might be the only way of getting answers."

"Let me confer with my friends. They have a knack of finding other answers. I'll let you know if we're with you. Oh, you don't know where I might buy a silver weapon, do you?"

Unless Duristan has more for us (or Ashan wants to do something else), Janos will retire back to his room to discuss this all with the elf and wait for the others.

Duristan shakes his head no in response.


Female Human (Chelaxian) Bard (Diva) 7 | HP 45 | AC 14 FF 12 T13 | Saves +3/+7/+5 | Init + 4 | Percep +10

B'yelka beams under the compliment. "Then maybe we should make an appointment. Oh, and what a chatter the boys would have!" She then changes the subject back to the one at hand: getting to see her girl, Niama. "Would it suffice to have my aide, Mr Almaeus bring the coin to you later today or tomorrow? Oh, good, that means we can have our chat with Niama right away." She drops her voice conspiratorially and adds, "As you might have inferred these men we are pursuing are less than savory and more than a little dangerous. I mean why else would such an odd group of bounty hunters take up the chase? Not that you would ever share such a secret, dear Madame."

Assuming that it'll be ok for Dantrian to pony up the cash ;) If only because B'yelka Is not soiling her hands dealing in cash :p


Half-Elf Spirit Ranger 7 (HP 60/60; F+7, R+7, W+4 (+1 vs. Arcane); AC 19/12/17; Perception +14, Sense Motive +2, Initiative +2)

Janos can contribute to the cash. I just want to see Anton get some alone time with the girl. :-)

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So, who is giving how much money, and who is talking to Niama?


Half-Elf Spirit Ranger 7 (HP 60/60; F+7, R+7, W+4 (+1 vs. Arcane); AC 19/12/17; Perception +14, Sense Motive +2, Initiative +2)

I think we easily have enough cash between the group. Dantrian was stockpiling some cash, I think, so at the very least we should be able to take out a loan from him. And I think B'yelka and Anton are the best bets to talk. Drosil ain't too shabby in the diplomacy department either.


Female Human (Chelaxian) Bard (Diva) 7 | HP 45 | AC 14 FF 12 T13 | Saves +3/+7/+5 | Init + 4 | Percep +10

I was trying to say that B'yelka would pay, but that she doesn't keep gobs and gobs of coin on her person. How tacky. Also, being rom a class of people that don't handle coin on the regular she was saying "My man will come around and pay for the service, now let's conduct this business." ie, 'credit' based on reputation and standing.


I see, well if the coin is coming from Dantrian does he inform the rest of the group about the note he found?


human alchemist 7
Baseline Stats:
Max HP: 52 | AC: 15 (11 T / 14 FF) [varies w/mutagen] | F/R/W +6/+6/+4 | CMD 19 | Ini +5 | Perception +12

As B'yelka, Anton, and Drosil make inquiries of Invanja, Dantrian remains unaware of their conversation and continues to split his attention between Mosswick's reports on Ashan and Janos and his own discovery of a derelict Desnan shrine.

Dantrian remains at work in the research library, though he would make inquires for Belik in the hopes the porter would enable him to gain entry to the upper floor.

Dantrian'll happily reveal his findings and the discovery of the note once the group's reunited, but he's enjoying a break from the group. In his view, news of his discovery can wait until lunch =P


Half-Elf Spirit Ranger 7 (HP 60/60; F+7, R+7, W+4 (+1 vs. Arcane); AC 19/12/17; Perception +14, Sense Motive +2, Initiative +2)

So if B'yelka can get the payment on credit, we can easily split the cots later. I agree with Dantrian. We're just split up at the moment.


Male Elf
Baseline Stats:
Max HP: 39 | AC: 14 (14 T / 10 FF) [varies w/abilities] | F/R/W +2/+6/+6 | CMD 22 | Ini +6 | Perception +11

As Ashan and Janos depart Dursitan's room, he once more confides in the ranger. "The hunter is a liability," Ashan states the obvious with a gesture back towards Dursitan's room. "If he or any of his band accompany us, they will likely either die, or get us killed. But, you're keen enough to understand that." Head tilting to the side, Ashan changes his tone. "The more we circle this cabin, delicately seeking information, the greater distance the Way puts between us. I understand your... interest with the current predicament involving the wolves. But is there not a better way to find the information we require? Especially if the Warden has, as it appears, been less than forthcoming and truthful to us?"


Half-Elf Spirit Ranger 7 (HP 60/60; F+7, R+7, W+4 (+1 vs. Arcane); AC 19/12/17; Perception +14, Sense Motive +2, Initiative +2)

Janos sighs. "Yes, I think you're right. About Duristan. He is liable to get himself killed one way or another. I think he will head out for the Stairs of the Moon no matter if we go with him or not."

He shakes his head. "How do you know the Warden is lying? He didn't take your bait about the Way. It's possible he's doesn't know anything. I've found that many people are far less perceptive than you would think. Even if he is, what do you propose? Burst into the Warden's room and hold him at swordpoint until he confesses? We might as well put every one of these people to the torch until they come up with some random information about the Way."

"Let's wait for Dantrian and the others. Dantrian should know about the shrine in any case. Maybe he's found something in the library. And the others are looking into this Madame as we speak. If she met with the Way, then she might know where they're headed. Anton should be able to get the information. He has a way of putting people at ease and giving them room to talk."


No credit. I guess you'll have to go talk to each other.


Male Elf
Baseline Stats:
Max HP: 39 | AC: 14 (14 T / 10 FF) [varies w/abilities] | F/R/W +2/+6/+6 | CMD 22 | Ini +6 | Perception +11

Shoot maybe I'm misremembering things. Didn't we find out that Dantrian or someone learned that the Way was here but the warden was all "NOPE?" Or maybe I'm reading into it wrong.


Anton reluctantly agrees to pay the madame her fee. She nods and smiles, pocketing the coinage. "Please, go upstairs. Niama awaits you there," Ivanja says.

The stairway she points to leads them to one of the private bedchambers on the tower’s second floor. A pretty Vudrani woman, wearing heavy eyeliner and clad in nothing but a translucent silken scarf, waits within. Niama lies upon a pile of pillows smoking a sweet scented substance from a glass water pipe. With glazed eyes, she draws heavily on her pipe, seemingly waiting for them to say something.


Female Human (Chelaxian) Bard (Diva) 7 | HP 45 | AC 14 FF 12 T13 | Saves +3/+7/+5 | Init + 4 | Percep +10

This Ivanja is nothing more than a Jenny turned shrubber. The Diva swallows her comment and smiles brightly, "Of course we will bring you the coin to pay up front for your girl's services." Or, we could just pay the girl and cut out the middle man... B'yelka stands and summons the boys, "Let's go and make sure we have what we need to talk to Niama." She turns, curtsies a shallow bow to Ivanja and turns to leave.

Once outside she whispers so Drosil and Anton can hear her, "The gall of that woman! To demand cash? Ugh-there are convent garden nuns with more class than her." She then smiles again. "Not that any of know any ladies of that quality."

Gathering some coin from her room she heads back over to Madame Ivanja's brothel, Why bother with niceties if the pimp won't? When they are brought back into the parlor B'yelka is once more smiles and courtesy. "A favor for a favor, dear Madame." The money is handed to Ivanja in a simple red velvet purse. And may you choke on your insults, Gilly.

To keep up the courteous façade, Bluff, Take 10 for a total of 28.

If we hit 8th level while we are here Ivanja is gunna be the first to catch a Scathing Tirade ;)


Male Fetchling (World Walker) Swashbuckler (Inspired Blade) 7 [ HP 60/60 | AC 22/16T/14FF | Fort +3, Ref +9, Will +1 | Init +6 (+2 with panache) | Perception +9 | Panache: 4/4 ]

Drosil smiles at the Vudrani woman, but then, remembering who he is with - a high-court diva and his boyhood-friend-turned-paladin - he looks distinctly uncomfortable, loosening his collar and averting his eyes. He glances around the room, looking for any clues as he waits for one of the others to speak.

Perception: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (6) + 9 = 15


Male Human Paladin 7 | HP 60| AC 18 FF 15 T13 | Saves +9/+8/+8 | Init + 3 | Percep + 2 | Dip +13 | SM +9 | KR +6 | Heal +3 | Hero Points 1
B'yelka Morfaine wrote:
Once outside she whispers so Drosil and Anton can hear her, "The gall of that woman! To demand cash? Ugh-there are convent garden nuns with more class than her." She then smiles again. "Not that any of know any ladies of that quality."

Anton smiles warmly as the money is handed over and says;

Show the way, lady.

As they are led into the tower, he leans into B'yelka;

They describe it as the oldest profession in the world, B'yelka. It may not be noble, but it is an institution older than most religions. I've walked halfway across Varisia and back again, and in my experience the ladies of the night know more about local affairs than the politicians they often service. I may not approve of her line of work he says with a frown. - but I recognise it's value for us. Let's just hope these Way fanatics were talkative.

He enters Niama's chambers and his sense are assaulted by a heady mix of spice and scent, pale smoke wisps around the room carrying with it an intoxicating aroma of the east.

I wouldn't be surprised if there was more than just incense in this smoke, especially given that look in her eye. I hope she's lucid or this has been time and money wasted.

With a confidence the others may not have expected from his in these surroundings, Anton languidly strides to the pile of pillows and reclines upon them, sitting so that as he leans back his eyes meet the Vudrani woman's.

Niama. My name is Anton. Thank you for seeing us. he says, as though he were granted an audience rather than paying for her time. You have something I want and need very badly. he is aware of the nakedness of her skin, the dusky colour and the darkness of her make-up laden eyes. But he feels nothing, no desire nor awkwardness - not as he had so recently in difficult exchanges with the red-head across the room.

I need information my lady, on a series of clients you met with recently. They were dark men and came to your mistress from outside the Lodge. Please, it would mean much to me if you would tell me what you talked about with them.

Diplomacy take ten for 23


Female Human (Chelaxian) Bard (Diva) 7 | HP 45 | AC 14 FF 12 T13 | Saves +3/+7/+5 | Init + 4 | Percep +10

Let B'yelka take the initial Diplomacy roll, her Take 10 is a 25 ;) You and Dros Aid and we sit at a happy 29 :)

B'yelka walks up the stairs behind Ivanja, that doesn't seem to feel the daggers B'yelka imagines driving into her back, until they come to a small landing close to the top of the tower. There is a simple wooden door and a lush potted plant but nothing else to mark the space. Madame Ivanja steps into the room and Anton says his piece about old professions and local gossip. "I know, Dear Anton. That's why she got her filthy ducats."

The door opens again as Ivanja steps out, "Niama awaits." The Madame smiles and B'yelka sees a leer.

The trio of customers step into the room. B'yelka's senses are simultaneously assaulted and soothed by the haze, the dim light and Niama herself. The Diva takes stock of the girl, Fortunate to be pretty, but there's something off. Her eyes? Yes, yes, her smoking has dulled her. She will either be too gone to speak, or rather pliable.

Stepping up next to Anton, B'yelka adds to his plea, "There is a thrill in the chase and the prey my man seeks are elusive and dangerous. You have been the closest to these deviants and now you have what we need. What you know is valuable to you and of grave importance to us."

Take 10 for a 25 unless Anton's roll stands. If it does, I can roll a 1 and get the Aid Another for +2 to his roll :)


"Mmmmhmmmm. Three nobles from Courtaud hired me that evening. One of them had an evil-looking, imp-like pet. That thing disturbed me..." she says. Niama stops and draws on her pipe before continuing. "They waited in here for some time, but strangely, they only requested that I dance for them. Eventually a new guest arrived, a silver-haired woodsman with a full beard who smelled like a beast. At that point, the clients requested that I leave. So I did." Niama shrugs, "I returned about an hour later and found that they had disappeared."

Niama examines the group for several long moments before confessing more. "I have had clients from all over Ustalav. Although they claimed to be from Courtard, their accents marked them as from the south...Caliphas perhaps. I also saw that one of them was wearing a strange amulet. It was a gagged skull. As I was leaving the room, I heard them mention 'the stairs of the moon' and 'the packlord's heart'."


Male Human Paladin 7 | HP 60| AC 18 FF 15 T13 | Saves +9/+8/+8 | Init + 3 | Percep + 2 | Dip +13 | SM +9 | KR +6 | Heal +3 | Hero Points 1

Anton frowns and scratches the back of his head as he digests the information.

Slow down, Niama. This grey-haired woodsman, have you seen him around the Lodge before? I take it he isn't a guest?


"No, I'd never seen him before, or since," she replies.


Male Human Paladin 7 | HP 60| AC 18 FF 15 T13 | Saves +9/+8/+8 | Init + 3 | Percep + 2 | Dip +13 | SM +9 | KR +6 | Heal +3 | Hero Points 1

Caliphas... is that significant?

Thank you Niama. Was there anything else, did they say where this Stairs of the Moon was or even what it was?


"I'm afraid not, sir. I wouldn't have even told you that, but you seem like a good man - a kind man. I could be punished for spying on the mistress's guests. Please don't tell anyone what I've told you."

The girl shrugs, setting down her pipe flute. "Is there anything else I can do for you?"


Female Human (Chelaxian) Bard (Diva) 7 | HP 45 | AC 14 FF 12 T13 | Saves +3/+7/+5 | Init + 4 | Percep +10

"No, sweet child, you have helped us immensely. We will repay your trust with good faith. As far as anyone else will ever know you did not remember any details other than the dance." B'yelka sketches a curt bow and then turn to leave. "Now my dear boys, take us some where that we can breathe clean air."

Once outside and away from Ivanja's tower B'yelka checks to see that the three are alone. Satisfied that no one is close enough to overhear she says, "Stairs of the Moon, Packlord's Heart, lying foreigners. Not much, but maybe something to build on. Let's share lunch with Mr Almaeus and see if he has much to add to this. I think something simple, Niama's chambers were a bit much for anyone that actually breathes."


Any more questions for Niama?


Female Human (Chelaxian) Bard (Diva) 7 | HP 45 | AC 14 FF 12 T13 | Saves +3/+7/+5 | Init + 4 | Percep +10

I think not. Besides, it seems she'd rather chase the dragon :)


Male Human Paladin 7 | HP 60| AC 18 FF 15 T13 | Saves +9/+8/+8 | Init + 3 | Percep + 2 | Dip +13 | SM +9 | KR +6 | Heal +3 | Hero Points 1

I don't think so. We have several clues from that conversation. The Stairs, the grey haired man and the packlords heart.

Thank you, you've been most helpful.

Easiest money she will ever make


So info swap with Dantrian time? Whose room are you guys meeting in, Janos's? Dantrian, you're finished with the amount of research your knowledge role took by this point.


Half-Elf Spirit Ranger 7 (HP 60/60; F+7, R+7, W+4 (+1 vs. Arcane); AC 19/12/17; Perception +14, Sense Motive +2, Initiative +2)

Let's say Janos' room. Dantrian knows where we are and so do the others.

Janos answers the knock on the door to let the others inside. "Come on in. We found on something interesting, but nothing tied to our secretive friends. Duristan is itching to back on the hunt, even with what happened last time. He believes he knows where the werewolves are headed. It's an ancient Desnan shrine called the 'Stairs of the Moon.' The werewolves hold council there at a place they call Highthrone."

He shakes his head. "Duristan wants us to come along, and I think he'll go no matter what. The man will get himself killed eventually. Ashan and I have been discussing it, and it's all disturbing, but nothing connected to the Way. If we want, we could simply leave. Perhaps the werewolves will sort out this pack mess themselves."


Female Human (Chelaxian) Bard (Diva) 7 | HP 45 | AC 14 FF 12 T13 | Saves +3/+7/+5 | Init + 4 | Percep +10

Purring, "Oh, but sweet Janos, it is connected." B'yelka sits, savoring the fact that every eye in the room is on her waiting for her to elaborate. "You see, what the lotus eating doxy told us was that our taciturn friends were indeed here, and though they paid coin for her services, all she did is dance..." The Diva makes eye contact with her fellows, trying even with Ashan and finishes her statement, "and listen. Apparently our gagged friends had a conversation with a newcomer, a silver haired man. Our friends and this silver man spoke of your Stairs of the Moon and of the 'Packlord's Heart' I am not willing to believe it is just metaphor, knowing our silent partner's penchant for the morbid." She smiles calmly and gets ready to listen to the gentlemen discuss this...


human alchemist 7
Baseline Stats:
Max HP: 52 | AC: 15 (11 T / 14 FF) [varies w/mutagen] | F/R/W +6/+6/+4 | CMD 19 | Ini +5 | Perception +12

Dantrian speaks up at this, nodding in agreement with B'yelka. "The Way may be stirring up the packs to deliberately stymie any potential interference, or it may simply be an unfortunate consequence of them pursuing their aims here. Regardless, it is looking like what leads we have to follow are each tangled up within the various packs and the chasing of one will lead us into the other." He nods to Janos and Ashan, "It is also worth noting that I came across mention of these Stairs of the Moon during my earlier research, but what I found was simply a reference to another work. The journal that might contain some actually helpful information, if the note is to be believed, is in the room the Lord Warden has secured himself within. It is my hope that Belik might prove useful in helping me gain entry so that we might learn more of these Stairs."

He pauses then, steepling his fingers and taking a slow breath before fixing his eyes squarely upon B'yelka. "I have another concern though. You shared this woman's description of the Way's contact here in the Lodge: a man with silver hair?" Dantrian's eyes waver as describes the stranger's hair, tightening slightly with worry. He hesitates for a moment, then finishes his thought, "Hair, perhaps, like mine?"


Female Human (Chelaxian) Bard (Diva) 7 | HP 45 | AC 14 FF 12 T13 | Saves +3/+7/+5 | Init + 4 | Percep +10

Is there a connection between Dantrian and this unknown stranger? B'yelka face remains intent on the conversation but she does not dwell on Dantrian's obvious discomfort. Maybe no one else noticed? "Ρωτήστε με την ερώτησή σας αργότερα."

Azlant:
Ask me your question later.

"What do we know of the Warden? Is there any way we could gain by confidence access to the warden's chambers?" Not that Dear Anton and Mr Almaeus would allow that kind of skullduggery.


human alchemist 7
Baseline Stats:
Max HP: 52 | AC: 15 (11 T / 14 FF) [varies w/mutagen] | F/R/W +6/+6/+4 | CMD 19 | Ini +5 | Perception +12

"We know little apart from what he told us. Given Ashan's earlier conversation with him this morning though, he is seemingly used to Belik calling upon him while he is in that upper chamber. If Belik is unable to help us in this regard, and should we deem other more furtive means neccesary, Mosswick may be able gain entry and find what we need without being noticed."


Female Human (Chelaxian) Bard (Diva) 7 | HP 45 | AC 14 FF 12 T13 | Saves +3/+7/+5 | Init + 4 | Percep +10

Rather stunned B'yelka thinks to herself, What has happened that Mr Almaeus would be so willing to violate the warden's privacy? "It could work."


Half-Elf Spirit Ranger 7 (HP 60/60; F+7, R+7, W+4 (+1 vs. Arcane); AC 19/12/17; Perception +14, Sense Motive +2, Initiative +2)

The Ranger glances at Ashan. "Well, you might be getting your wish after all." He turns back to Dantrian. "So what do you need from the Warden's room? Do you think he knows of all this?"

"Maybe we can get him out of the room especially with Belik's help. Then some of you can try to find it."


human alchemist 7
Baseline Stats:
Max HP: 52 | AC: 15 (11 T / 14 FF) [varies w/mutagen] | F/R/W +6/+6/+4 | CMD 19 | Ini +5 | Perception +12

"The Warden hardly seemed taken with the goings on of his lodge. Nor did he strike me as one with a deep thirst for knowledge. I suspect the book is otherwise unremarkable and not worth the Warden's recognition." Dantrian takes a stiff breath before continuing, "As for the book itself, all I really know of it is that it bears the title 'Halo of Dreams' and that it is, supposedly, somewhere in the upper portion of the research library sorted with other religious texts. I imagine it would be a simple matter for Belik to arrange for one of us to briefly interrupt the Warden and locate the work. Perhaps the porter could even be persuaded to retrieve it himself if our presence would prove too disruptive." He shakes his head, "Either way, it hardly seems like a task that will warrant much effort or require a significant investment of our time."

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