"Redeem the armor?" echoes Sarime, in response to Fargoth. "Bury the armor?"
The troubled look that crosses her face is impossible to miss. "Fargoth, you seem attached to it. This is worrisome, but not wholly unexpected. I acknowledge that the Halls of Justice are leaning upon all of you to lend us your trust, friends. How these artifacts will be destroyed is something we cannot reveal to you. We must not risk having such knowledge taken from your minds, willingly or unwillingly, knowingly or unknowingly. As you have said, Brevig, once all the Feathers of Gruemar are gathered, then you shall see their end. We would not have it any other way. Until that day, I beg all of you to trust us."
Nodding in agreement with Donir, Sarime adds, "You have spoken wisely. Yes, we shall keep each item separately in abag of holding. That can be done."
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The next morning, Merranock and Themius arrive at Radimus Hall and, during the course of an excellent breakfast, discuss the next steps to be taken by the party. They are in agreement that the Sphere of K'vari should be retrieved next.
"The fisherman who ferried Moradnicham to the remote islands is in our service. He has a good idea of where the wizard's final resting place may be," explains Themius.
"The Halls of Justice will supply what you need as you continue this labor," adds Merranock, "including the diamond dust, Patrin."
"We expect that Moradnicham has taken many precautions to hide the Sphere's whereabouts. He was foolish enough to become ensnared by its powers, but wise enough to know that it should never do so to anyone else. Not knowing how to destroy it, he chose to hide it. We can only guess what wizardry he has used to do so," continues Themius.
"When you are ready, friends, Merranock will lead you to the Dock Ward and introduce you to Ibbin, the fisherman," says Sarime.
"Lovely!" blurts Merranock. "A stroll along the sea is always welcome!"
Gwin rises up from her chair and pats her belly. Once I have a decent meal and a nap, I'll be right as grain. Uhhh, Merranock, the Halls of Justice wouldn't happen to have any special items that would help a dwarf if she, say, fell in some deep water? Not that I'm planning on doing any falling, but as my companions have already experienced, I'm not entirely graceful.
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‘The hardest thing in this world is to live in it.’ - Buffy Summers
"Attached? Inasmuch as I wish to complete our task successfully - I only wish to lay out the options before us. You have my trust, but I ask my questions from a position of relative ignorance and concern, forgive me."
“I will decline your offer, thank you. I would prefer some time alone, to ponder our task, and speak with my superiors.”
"Redeem the armor?" echoes Sarime, in response to Fargoth. "Bury the armor?"
The troubled look that crosses her face is impossible to miss. "Fargoth, you seem attached to it. This is worrisome, but not wholly unexpected. I acknowledge that the Halls of Justice are leaning upon all of you to lend us your trust, friends. How these artifacts will be destroyed is something we cannot reveal to you. We must not risk having such knowledge taken from your minds, willingly or unwillingly, knowingly or unknowingly. As you have said, Brevig, once all the Feathers of Gruemar are gathered, then you shall see their end. We would not have it any other way. Until that day, I beg all of you to trust us."
Nodding in agreement with Donir, Sarime adds, "You have spoken wisely. Yes, we shall keep each item separately in a bag of holding. That can be done."
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The next morning, Merranock and Themius arrive at Radimus Hall and, during the course of an excellent breakfast, discuss the next steps to be taken by the party. They are in agreement that the Sphere of K'vari should be retrieved next.
"The fisherman who ferried Moradnicham to the remote islands is in our service. He has a good idea of where the wizard's final resting place may be," explains Themius.
"The Halls of Justice will supply what you need as you continue this labor," adds Merranock, "including the diamond dust, Patrin."
"We expect that Moradnicham has taken many precautions to hide the Sphere's whereabouts. He was foolish enough to become ensnared by its powers, but wise enough to know that it should never do so to anyone else. Not knowing how to destroy it, he chose to hide it. We can only guess what wizardry he has used to do so," continues Themius.
"When you are ready, friends, Merranock will lead you to the Dock Ward and introduce you to Ibbin, the fisherman," says Sarime.
"Lovely!" blurts Merranock. "A stroll along the sea is always welcome!"
Gwin rises up from her chair and pats her belly. Once I have a decent meal and a nap, I'll be right as grain. Uhhh, Merranock, the Halls of Justice wouldn't happen to have any special items that would help a dwarf if she, say, fell in some deep water? Not that I'm planning on doing any falling, but as my companions have already experienced, I'm not entirely graceful.
‘The hardest thing in this world is to live in it.’ - Buffy Summers
"Attached? Inasmuch as I wish to complete our task successfully - I only wish to lay out the options before us. You have my trust, but I ask my questions from a position of relative ignorance and concern, forgive me."
Patrin nods his thanks as he finishes stashing the pouches of diamond dust. ‘Let us hope I do not need these…’ he says wryly.
Looking over to Merranock, Patrin raises an eyebrow. ‘Perhaps, after you have put Gwin’s mind at rest, you would lead us to meet this Ibbin..?’