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Sir Manfred bows. "Your Majesty, I accept your verdict."

I wait for the hugging and bowing to end and then snort, "That wasn't after bein' a verdict. That was just me opinion."

"Ya asked fer a judgment 'n 'ere it is... The lass needs more self control, I warrant 'n she needs a bit o' disciplinin'. Since yer after wantin' 'er to be be'aved better, I don't think it would be a bad thing fer ye ta be teachin' 'er about proper be'aviour. Her punishment is this: as the opportunity presents itself fer the next month she must present 'erself daily fer a lecture from Mannfred on conduct becomin' a warrior in and off the field o' battle."

"Harumph," I say as I scratch my beard.

"It doesn't sound like much more than a misunderstandin' 'n I'm prejudiced in thinkin' a gobbo prisoner is best killed swiftly. Still, it doesn't do ta be burnin' anything alive iffin yer not in the middle o' a fight. Slittin' the throat or an axe ta the neck is the way ta go. Doesn't do ta make the wicked gits suffer more than necessary."

I turn to Yin and say rather gruffly, "See 'ere girl, was ya learnin' not ta just be burnin' things what shouldn't be burnt?"

I give the knight a look, "Are ye sure ye are after wantin' a trial or are ye wantin' a judgment. They aren't always after bein' the same thing. A trial needs witnesses 'n a defense 'n a prosicution, 'n depending on the crime a panel o' five or seven o' her peers. 'N... well, are ye wantin' all that or are ye just wantin' somebody ta punish the girl 'n get it over wit'?"

I look with interest at the knight and then at Yin.

"'N who is the girl bein' charged wit' murderin'?"

To the throne, ignoring its last remark,

Following the throne's answer, I go to see what ideas Orlan has for the construction of a temporary bridge.

To the Throne, with a gruff smile,

In the evening, on my own, I journey up to the throne room, have a seat and begin an amiable conversation,

After a hearty lunch, I say, "So, I gather then we are bein' in agreement, Orlan will take the lass and the manlin' back ta Kerrigans. Me n' the other three will be beginin' the exploration o' the next spire 'n work on the manlin's armor 'n seein' about makin' a better bridge over there."

"Orlan, I'll be givin' ye a letter afore ye go ta be findin' a way ta send ta Jander'off. There will be others interested in movin' 'ere."

I want to analyze the properties of the short sword when I get a chance.

"So, it might be better if I go. Maybe take Yin and the boy with me? But I agree, the elflin's should stay here..."

"That would be the way I was seein' it," I reply, "'N in the meantime, we could be workin' on the manlin's armor 'n fashionin' a bridge ta the third spire. We might be needin' some metal fer craftin', but I was findin' a sword 'n some stones in the blood drinker's lair that might be 'elpin' us wit supplies 'n such iffin' ye don't mind doin' some tradin'."

"I thought to have garnered some information from them, as they were much intent on me. I suspected that they may have been after any form of elf-kin, so I needed to know if there was treachery afoot. And there was."

"Aye, all's after bein' well that's endin' well."

"Come," I say, "let's be 'avin' some lunch 'n makin' some plans."

"It might be after bein' a good thing," I growl as I watch the soldiers leave, "Iffin' some o' us were ta travel ta Kerrigans 'n 'ave a word or two wit' the Lord o' the Keep there."

"Someone other than Rellios or Kamris, that is," I add with a chuckle.

"A wonderful servant of the law ye would be ta be forgettin' about niceties such as charges,..." I say to no one in particular.

"So who exactly 'as an empty sheath," I say loudly peering around, "That would be clearin' this 'ole matter up."

Perception: (1d20+1=7)

"Ye want ta be pointin' 'im out Kamris?"

"What charges?" calls the guard to Orlan.

I harumph and interrupt, "The Captain refused ta tell me what the charges were..."

I add to Orlan, "I don't suppose 'e mentioned any specific charges ta ye did 'e?"

Hru glowers at Orlan and Klyndak and then says loud enough for the men to hear "Don't be talking them out of a fight before I've even wet my sword!"

"But iffin' I let ye be killin' them Hru, who'll carry my letters fer me. I'd dearly love ta get some good dwarvish men ta come 'ere from Jander'off 'n dead men carry no tales..."

When Orlan is finished, I chuckle again,...

"Lads," I say to the soldiers amiably, "This is all too funny. On your side ye be 'avin' a Captain without the wit to recognize an elf from an 'alf-elf. On our side we 'ave a 'eathen priest of Gorum 'n a dwarven priest of Torag. Ye don't want ta be killin' no priest now do ye? The gods are like ta not be likin' it..."

I pause for a moment and then continue, "We also 'ave yon lassie who likes burnin' things. Sure, some o' ye might be livin' after she's done wit ye but do ye want ta be takin' the chance its yer boots she be burnin' Then we 'ave Manfred, a goodly knight o' arms who has killed thing's far uglier than you. N' then there's me n' Kamris ta boot 'n ye might 'ave been noticin' I'm after bein' bigger than ye are..."

"Now afore all this started I was thinkin' o' payin' ye men 'andsomely in gold ta be takin' a message fer me... It's yer choice... Gold or me 'ammer. Last warnin' 'n a fairer offer ye ain't been 'avin' all day..."

"The elf drew a dagger on us!" says the man kicking a dagger that lay on the ground out of the circle "He's coming with us."

I give the man a look and then laugh.

"Iffin' he drew a dagger on ye, why is the dagger on the ground 'n not in yer back or in 'is 'and..."

I laugh again, my enlarged voice making it louder than normal, " I should be lettin' ye 'ave 'im but I would miss the chewin' out ye would be gettin' when 'e dragged the wrong man in fer the reward. Are ye idiots gonna be arrestin' every soul what got pointed ears 'n then let Kerrigan sert it all out? Rellios do be back at the spire 'n I told yer Captain already ye can't be 'avin' 'im today..."

"Yer daft man, can ye no be tellin' an 'alf-elf from an elf," I shout at the Captain, "I was goin' ta be payin' ye ta take a message back but if ye 'ave this little sense, I 'ave little faith it would ever be arrivin'!"

As I near the scene of chaos, I shout, "What is after goin' on 'ere, why are ye attacking Kamris?"

Then I cast enlarge on myself.

"Now then, why..." I begin even as Rellios goes charging off.

I shake my head.

"Not a thought in the world about tactics..."

"Shall we be followin," I ask Orlan and I set off after Rellios and Yin with another sad shake of my bearded head.

Gosh, Kamris is noble...

That wasn't the word that was springin' immediatelly ta mind but if it be helpin' ye feel better about the situation... ;)

"Nay," I say to Rellios, "Ye can be stayin' 'n I told that Captain as much. This ain't after bein' Korvosan soil 'n you've been a good enough companion that I wouldn't be throwin' ye out at the first 'int o' trouble."

"Alright Rellios!" I say when I see the elf, "What's this all about? I 'ear that ye are a wanted man in Korvosa..."

"Ye might be findin' I 'ave strange notions o' what is worthy o' me 'n what is not," I say with a chuckle. Then turning away from the obviously evil throne, I tell Orlan, "Do what ye will wit' it. i won't be 'avin' an ancient lump o' rock tryin' ta manipulate me. Even if it is a mighty magical 'eirloom."

Without bothering to affirm Olan's obvious wisdom, I instead ask the throne a question, "So what can ye be tellin' me about this 'Soudutayem o' yers? And are there after bein' one o' these thrones like ye in each o' these spires?"

"This whole Spire be an untrustworthy one," he continues, "With a vampire takin' up residence in it...and likley encouraged by the throne of Soudouteyem itself. Goblin-kin brought ta live here. The blood o' innocents spilt all around. If'n yuh ask me, the whole Spire should be cleaned out and consecrated once more ta the benefactor o' our ancestors...Torag the Forgefather."

"I wouldn't be arguin' wit' ye cousin," I say...

"So throne o' Soudouteyem, what da ye be sayin' fer yeself?"

"Who is Soudouteyem'," I ask the group at large, "The name seems like one I should be rememberin' but I am after drawin' a blank. The name is carved on this 'ere throne twice..."

I do my best to see if I can remember anything with that name in it.

Knowledge (History): (1d20+9=25)

Klyndak wrote:

"... We were just killin' a vampire 'n I want ta be looking at 'is throne. I seem ta be recallin' it 'avin' dwarf runes on it."

The captain seems about to object when something you said causes him to forget his mission: "Did you say 'vampire'?"

He asks over the safety of this spire and regardless of your answer declares he will be taking his men down onto what you know as the Stair of Kings.

"Very well, but don't be a leavin' afer I give ye me messages. I'll even make it worth yer while ta be carryin' 'em fer me."

Growing annoyed, Orlan puts away his waraxe and steps after Klyndak.

"What be the problem, cousin?" he boldly asks, inserting himself into their conversation.

"There be no problem, cousin, these men are after bein' sent 'ere ta check on us 'n maybe makin' an arrest or two, but as they forgot to be findin' out the charges, I told them there was no 'elp I could be givin' them."

Deciding the time for whispering is past, I grin broadly and say to the Captain, "Very well Captain, Ye are free ta be campin' 'ere fer the night. Afer ye leave in the mornin' 'owever, I'll be givin' ye some messages ta be takin' back wit' ye. N' while ye can camp out 'ere on the stairs, I would be recomendin' ye be stayin' in the lower chambers o' this spire, out o' the rain 'n snow 'n such."

"Now iffin' ye'll be excusin' me, me lads 'n I need ta be doin' a bit o investigatin' above. We were just killin' a vampire 'n I want ta be looking at 'is throne. I seem ta be recallin' it 'avin' dwarf runes on it."

Moving up, I say to the others, "Ye wouldn't be believin' the stench down in that fiends lair. That's gonna be a right pain ta be cleanin' out. Now I want ta 'ave a look at that things rooms just a little closer."

It is my intention to try and read the runes on the throne and maybe even see if there is anything magical in that room (as last time I was in it I was too busy trying not to die to investigate thouroughly). And later this evening (real time) if I have time and the Captain is willing to carry messages, I'll write out at least two letters for him to carry.

To the Captain:

To the Captain:

"And, Your Kingship what explanation would you have me give Lord Kerrigan for your forces attacking the Keep?" asks the man trying to hide his condescension.

"Me forces," I say in some surprise and then I can't help but laugh.

"Ha. That's a good one on me! 'N 'ere I was after thinkin' me forces 'ad all been busy killin' vampires 'n ghosts 'n gobbos 'n such. Ye are sayin' these lads o' mine were moonlightin'?"

I pause, "Or are ye trying ta insult me by suggestin' those flesh eatin' savages down 'ill were a followin' me orders when they obviously stole me barge 'n took off river whilst I was busy battlin' beasties 'n such 'n unable ta be mindin' me property."

"Course I be thinkin' ye don't really mean any insult 'n yer just followin' orders 'n such."

"I am guessin' then that ye would be wantin' ta talk wit' me," I say to the Captain, "Recently acknowledged king o' the spires by the ancient throne o' the dwarves. Though in 'onesty, we've only explored 'alf o' them so far."

Klyndak's arrival to the rear of the guards from the keep surprises them and raises the tension a notch. Some of the troops to the rear put hand to hilt as Klyndak comes into view.

I squint one eye at the guardsmen as they put their hands on their weapons.

"I doubt we're all wantin' trouble," I say and then direct my attention to Manfred, "Whats this all about good Manfred, are these men 'ere ta arrange supply shipments fer us? Clever o' them ta be showin' up afer I even am after sendin' fer them.

"What's all this then," I say as I step into view and see all the armed men.

Then, remembering what I'm carrying, I toss the goblin head off the spire and out into the bright light of day.

Hefting my hammer, I move carefully out onto the stairs to try and ascertain the situation.

Klyndak: Which exit? ... did you crew go up the tunnel you came down or exit through the hole on the other side and then through the shaman's room?

I was going to go up the other exit to see where it led.

Right! Good job.

With the enchanted short sword, I hack the vampire's neck in twain, grab the head and head up towards the exit, making sure as to not have my hand close to its teeth.

Now Rellios can burn the coffin and body with his alchemist fire!

Am I chopped liver? :(

Rellios is the guy with the alchemist fire. Do you have a stake?

If not, we can try and make a stake from the wood of the coffin, or... Kamris can shoot him through the heart with a silvered crossbow bolt.

Just in case I don't get to post later... The plan is to drive something through its heart. Then I will use the short sword to cut off the things head. Rellios can use his fire to burn the body and while it burns, we'll carry the head with us out the other side of the room, where I plan on tossing it away into the bright light of the sun.

In the meantime, what's in the bag? :)

Just to let you know, there is an exit in the ceiling on that side though getting there would involve wading across a room full of water and rotting corpses.

Or climbing along the wall...

I take the short sword and the flail, not thinking that it would be wise for the elves to handle either until their powers are ascertained. Then I check the contents of the pouch.

"So what are ye after havin' in the way of a stake," I ask my companions.

Yin looks around the small chamber as she enters ...

thats a neat trick. We had to climb up a narrow tube and then down, down, down, the length of the spire... I thought. ;)

"That do be an interestin' sight," I say, "He don' be looking like much o' a threat at the moment."

I cast detect magic to see what interesting items might be in the coffin.

As I examine them, I ask, "Who want's the 'onor o' gettin' 'is 'eart? A hammer ain't after bein' the right tool. I seem ta recall somethin' about nailin' it ta the coffin."

I assume my above Arcana check was sufficient to know a few of the details concerning vampires.

"Rellios, first be checkin' the coffin fer traps. N' then let's open it up 'n see what's inside befer we are after burnin' anything."

Arcana (as relates to vampires): (1d20+10=22)

"'N iffin we aren't after disposin' o' this thing right, it'll be comin' back again. 'eart, then 'ead, then burnin'"

Kamris turns to the others, "Well then we had best be about it. How can we make sure it stays dead?"

"I would be after bein' more comfortable in me mind if I was knowin' it wasn't after bein' trapped."

I move around and over the coffin and try to determine how heavy it would be to carry up the tunnel with some rope.

"Iffin I remember correctly, we are supposed ta perhaps be doin' somethin' wit' its heart. Then we can be cuttin' off it's head 'm burnin' the body."

I use magic missiles... Damage, as listed above, is 6.

"Klyndak, Kamris...the shadows are moving down here...give us some light!"

Aren't you carrying a lit torch. Unfortunately, I assume I am too far up the tunnel to help much this round. Though I could I suppose cast a light spell on the rags I pulled out of the cracks and drop them...

On my first round (rd 3 :/), I will move along the ceiling and unleash two magic missiles towards the shadow.

I take it the Hide from Undead spell is not working on the shadow?[ooc][/ooc]

Magic Missiles: (2d4+2=6)

Fortitude save: (1d20+4=23)

After I rolled, I realized that I had yet to adjust my fortitude save down. Still I rolled a natural 19, so I made it regardless.

As I move along the tunnel, behind the elves, I attempt to pull some of the rags out, allowing in more sunlight behind us.