"Well, we now know that the barbarians of Ragneron Forest support the King thanks to you. Trey La has still given no response. I am told their deliberation chamber stinks from 6 doors away; they've been in there near a month now! From Veir, the King aims to take The Guantrim and use it as a base to attack and subdue the horsemen of valley."
Eonan says as matter of fact as you please. "Oh." He says leaning forward "And Sorcha is unresponsive. Lehrehn is sealed up tighter than a miser's a*%+!$@. The Amerysi war on Thelkon is about to end and they will concentrate their efforts on us!" He shouts.
"This cannot happen. We must gain the trust of the King before Amerys attacks. We must be invaluable to him. What would you do to achieve all this?"
He speaks to Thaegrin, but the tone is meant for everyone to voice any opinions they have. (This is the part where you find you next available quest lines. Lol)
Take the Guantrium? They did not kneel to the Emperor?
Thaegrin clicks in disapproval, but is otherwise silent as he thinks for a moment. Then he raises two narrow fingers, the edges still stained from the scribing done that morning. “War is a machine that is fueled by ambition, but the moving parts are greased by gold.”
“After returning from Veir with Jathus’ body and the news of the Emperor’s intentions, I told you what I thought the house ought to do. Take the Thanon mines. The close-quarter fighting of the mountains means the skill of every warrior counts, giving our superior slave soldiers the advantage. With the Rudianos in control of the mines, the Emperor will need the house to bring the other dominions in order quickly. With support from a few well-prepared Ragneron mages, the fortress guarding the mines can be annexed easily.”
The old Feraweni’s gaze does not blink or turn away from the Grand Confessor for what he says next. “However, I think our diverse talents are better suited elsewhere. I have a task in mind, but in truth, the less you know of it, the better. There are more eyes and ears on this island than I would like. I’ll admit this much: it will result in slowing the Amerys war machine. Something the house needs at the moment, yes?”
Thaegrin is setting us up for a heist mission in Amerys, but anyone else is free to put in their 2 coppers as well!
I would like to hear from everyone. Put in some good effort here and the story will become that much more fun. Even if your character would not speak aloud, their thoughts need to be written so I know them,. From this I can learn what interests you and the plans you have for your character and thus make the story more fun.
This game moves slowly. I am okay with that. However, Thaegrin is really the only one invested int he story (or so it seems). Every character has wants, goals, pet peeves, etc. Play them out. Don't fight each other is my only rule.
As Iskandarr listens to the discussion, he reminds himself of the need to scry on the various individuals in the Amerys war machine. His mind gradually wanders to the dragon they encountered, but focuses back on the task at hand. Still, his mind wanders. I wonder what has become of Iskandeer...
Facion stays still from his spot near the door. Listening intently he watches as the conversation moves from person to person. Amerys and Thelkon are close to peace? We cannot allow that to happen. The wizard says his piece. Taking on the tone of one used to submitting to orders he says, "I agree with Master Variel. This group is ill suited for front-line heroics. Better to stay where we're more effective. The sideline."
|Ezkal the Ordo Hereticus|
|Tholan the Drolleye|
Closing his eyes, Tholan muses over the presented options. Crippling their war effort without open war... Supply raids? Infiltration? Hm. The codger will share with us when he's ready. Rivers of blood follow us wherever we go, there will be endless opportunity for battle. Pausing to allow a few moments of silence, Tholan nods his agreement. "We've travelled and... worked together long enough to learn to compliment each other well. I'd say we're best working together." He pauses for a moment, thinking, then continues, "I'm not fond of avoiding battle, but someone needs to stay around to keep the Wizard alive. He's yet to lead us astray in pursuing Rudianos' best interests."
Tholan unconsciously begins to tap out the rhythm of a dance on his thigh. I'll need to hone my blade before we travel to further danger. No use in having a blade if it's stuck in a man's shoulder. Shame we can't reallocate more skilled slaves to the forges. A good blade is hard to find.
Thaegrin looks to Ezkal. "There are enemies closer to the Emperor than across the sea. You were not in his grand hall when he dissolved the conglomerate dominions of Erenon into one empire, but that is the truth of it. Some of the sovereignties would not bend the knee, and right now a civil war builds across Erenese soil. For moment, Rudianos sees the wisdom in supporting the Emperor in his ascendance to power. I think Eonan speaks of the domestic opposition to the crown. Presently, Amerys makes no war against Rudianos or Erenon, and I would like to keep it what way." If for no other reason than returning to the peace and quiet of my research. The wizard gives a small nod in deference to the Drolleye's vote of confidence. "I am here to serve. Blunt force might open a locked door well enough, but we are each a tooth of the same key."
|Grand Confessor Eonan Rudianos|