"After you all."
Auric heads in and sits in a chair nearby. "Ha, it's not that much better in here."
"It appears this building is quite old," Sareash notes.
After a few minutes pass, Barclay walks into the fort. He looks at Drago, Toska and the others. "I hear you have captured some of these dragon followers...in a questionable manner, it sounds like. By law, I cannot keep them imprisoned simply because they are evil. Also, they have done nothing in or to the town, so I need a really good reason why I shouldn't let them go this instant."
"We suspect that they may be gathering their strength to attack the town," Auric says, trying to give the old paladin a reasonable answers. "Unfortunately, they wouldn't tell us anything about their numbers or plans. We just need to figure that out and then we can let them go."
Barclay sighs and looks at Drago, since the dhampir had lived here the longest out of most people in Valwick. "And how do you propose to do that?"
"I was going to ask if Brother Ulli if he can assist. I figured him being involved would be less problematic."
"You've got three hours," Barclay says. "Then I have to turn them loose."
He turns and exits the fort.
"I guess you better get Ulli then," Auric says to Drago.
"You can go with him, Toska," Sareash says. "Auric and I shall be fine waiting."
Drago quickly turned about and headed to the Temple. I hope he's there. And available.
"You sure?" he asks the two before nodding. "Okay."
Turning he saunters after the pale man.
Toska and Drago arrive at the temple to find a man deep in prayer. Drago recognizes that it is Ulli.
Seeing the man praying Toska holds off on addressing him.
Knowing better than to interrupt a Priest during his prayers, Drago waited for Brother Ulli to be finished.
After a few minutes, Ulli gets to his feet. He glances over his shoulder at Drago and Toska. "How can I help you?"
"Hello Brother Ulli, we've come to ask if you can help us with a situation. There are some men we believe might be a threat and would like to get some information out of them. Unfortunately, the methods I've used are a little..........harsh. We were hoping you could talk to them and humanely persuade them to give us the information we need?"
Ulli knits his brow for a moment as Drago speaks. "I can do little more than compel them to tell the truth, but it may be ineffective given your previous attempt to...extract information from them. How harsh were you?"
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"Well there was four and now there's three." Toska simply states.
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"We haven't met, have we?" Ulli asks as he pinches the bridge of his nose. "Perhaps I should be grateful that you didn't bring me a plate of intestines to divine your information from. I'll be back in a moment."
The priest goes to the back before returning with a small box. "I think I will be needing this. Lead the way."
"Toska, pleased to meet'cha," Toska offers as the Priest filters the situation.
"So for future reference you're saying you can't divine portents from entrails?" he asks with sincerity as they begin to make their way back.
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"No, so please do not bring me any loose organs," Ulli answers. "I am Ulli, though I'm sure Drago has made you aware of that."
"Good to know. And I was hoping you were they, otherwise this would be rather awkward." Toska adds.
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"What brings you to Valwick, Toska?" Ulli asks, his curiosity piqued by the duskwalker's "humor".
”I’m a midwife, here to protect the Summoner Auric.” Toska replies.
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"Ah, I see," Ulli says as they approach the fort. "I hope you enjoy your time in Valwick."
He opens the door for Toska and Drago before following inside behind them. "I believe I should speak to them alone lest they believe that I am here to 'finish them off'. What specifically do you want to find out from them?"
"So far," Toska answers with a smile.
"What they're doing here, or more to the point, what they're doing with that giant crystal."
"Very well," Ulli says. "I shall return shortly."
He goes to one of the paladins who escorts him to where the prisoners are held.
"Didn't have too much trouble convincing him to come, did you?" Auric asks Toska.
"I don't believe so," Toska answers.
"That is fortunate," Sareash chimes in.
Toska nods. "He was most amicable to the request."
A few seconds later, you hear some laughing coming from where the prisoners are held.
"That's not a good sign."
"What makes you say that?"
Drago smirked.
"What makes you say that?"
"Either the prisoners are laughing at him, which means they're not talking... or they recognize each other and are getting caught up on old times. Or he's tickling them to get them to talk, which is torture. None of those are outcomes we were looking forward to." Toska explains.
Turning to Toska, "There is a form of magic that can cause one to laugh uncontrollably, it's not pleasant."
”Oh goody. Magical torture.”
"Is this Ulli guy the torturing kind?" Auric asks.
Toska turns to look at Drago.
"Truth be told, I'm not sure. But if he is using the spell I think he is, there will be no damage sustained. Just discomfort."
Ulli returns a few moments later, wiping some ash from his hands. "Your prisoners are on that island to observe the movements of the Summoners and determine if you are a threat to their power. They are also trying to establish if Valwick is harboring the Summoners, but they have no immediate plans to attack. The giant crystal is what keeps the island in its current state, which is more habitable to their leader. They did not disclose who that is."
Toska arches a brow as Ulli fiddles with his hands. "If they and their leader are that paranoid about their 'power', whatever that may mean, then no immediate plans to attack means just that, nothing immediate. Plans are on the table."
"I wonder what their leader could be? Some sort of magic drunk dragon..." he wonders aloud.
"I guess we tell Toni what's going on and then see what she wants to do," Auric says.
Toska nods before rubbing the back of his head.
"Are you alright, Toska?" Sareash asks.
"Yeah, just annoyed is all. Sorry for worrying you." he offers to Sareash with a sheepish smile.