Curious whispers and respectful greetings follow the Acharnost as they ascend into the treetop village and make for the great hall. All except Aiden are known heroes and honoured guests in the Elven barony. However, upon arrival, it can be seen from the door that the Lord and Lady are not currently holding court. The guards outside nod to the visitors in acknowledgement, but do not bar their path.
"More likely than not," one of the guards remarks with a chuckle, before swallowing it in an attempt to be professional. The other shoots him a look before answering.
"Lady Lelfaer is currently occupied, but her steward, Dolion, can arrange you an audience with her. He's in the study behind the hall."
The Elf gestures to the passage at the rear of the hall on the right, which Vark knows leads to Lelfaer's study.
Vark heads on through the hall and knocks at the door of the study. It swings quietly inwards, revealing a balding Wood Elf, who is sat writing in a ledger with a quill.
"Hello?" He ventures, turning to see who is there.
Jex walks through the halls, close on Vark's shoulder, looking for a cloakroom where the guards on duty may hang their outdoor robes when on duty in the building.
Bründir follows the sorcerer, giving a slight nod to the guard as though he were meant to follow. The dwarf steps to Vark's side and puts on his best air of formality, "Hello t'you too. We're the Archarnost, or part of it, at least. This is Vark, I'm Bründir, and we need an t'meet with Lafy Lelfaer, if it's not too much."
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Grishkar Darkmoor, Necromancer of Nerull the Despiser Kelvin Rabbitfoot, Diviner, con artist, always hunting for a good sale Bründir Halfshield, Valor Bard, three-time Sheercleft Drinking Competition Champion, Hometown hero
"Is that so? I'm afraid that Lord and Lady Fairfax are not available for public audience today. Please, explain the matter and I will determine whether it is important enough to be brought to their attention."
"So uhm... we promised the Lord and Lady that we would deal with the group of dragonborn witches and their followers who are holed up in that abandoned fortress, the ones that sent those undead here. We're gathering information to prepare for the fight, and we uhm... we believe that Lady Lelfaer may be able to help us do that." Turning to the others he adds. "I guess I could just send her a message directly. Would that be better?" He asks as he turns again to Dolion.
Bründir gives a puzzled, yet piercing' stare through the half orc's head. "Yeah, guess ye could do that, too..."
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“Ok!” Vark responds cheerily. He turns around and pulls out the codex which immediately begins to shift and glow in his palm. “Hi Lady Lelfaer, sorry to disturb you. The Acharnost just got to Hyarantar, we’re hoping to talk to you, it’s about the dragonborn sisters.”
Bründir puts his hands up in flabbergasted disbelief. "Bad enough ye can just pop in an talk in their heads, then ye start with 'Oh hullo, we're in the neighborhood an' wanted t'drop by fer a word or two,'." The dwarf paces outside the room a moment before coming back to Vark, "Ye might want to add, I'm sure ye can hold off on what yer doin' that's so terribly important'! I'm not one fer courts, but this just seems...off."
Grishkar Darkmoor, Necromancer of Nerull the Despiser Kelvin Rabbitfoot, Diviner, con artist, always hunting for a good sale Bründir Halfshield, Valor Bard, three-time Sheercleft Drinking Competition Champion, Hometown hero
Vark’s brow furrows at Bründir’s scolding. “Oh? B-but Dolion said it’d be okay, and Lady Lelfaer was so nice to us bef-“ his words cut short as the lady’s response fills his mind. Immediately he send another message, “No! No danger... Progress has been...” his eyes shift to Jex, remembering his insistence on visiting the dwarves, then down to the codex, remembering the impossible things he’d discovered in their vault. “Complicated. We’re on it, but we need your help to move forward, whenever you’re free. At the Silver Tower.”
Jex stands inspecting his nails. If he notices Vark's glance he doesn't show it, he just lets out a sigh and stands up from the wall he was leaning against.
"Time for my plan now? Or shall we just torture the information from the man? It would be less painful than all these hoops I'm sure."
Bründir gives a series of thoughtful nods. "Ye said any ol' hair, right? Prob'ly best fer it that way, then yer other way. These shenanigans with sweet-talkin' nobles seems daft th' more we go about it."
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Grishkar Darkmoor, Necromancer of Nerull the Despiser Kelvin Rabbitfoot, Diviner, con artist, always hunting for a good sale Bründir Halfshield, Valor Bard, three-time Sheercleft Drinking Competition Champion, Hometown hero
Ignoring the opinions of his companions, Vark hurriedly sends another message, eyes still glowing garnet. “Lúthedir, the elf that escaped the keep, says he has useful information for us. He asked for some of your hair in exchange.... thoughts?” With the message sent, he turns back to Brùndir and Jex. “It’s not gonna hurt just to see what she has to say about it. Maybe... maybe she has helpful information too? We don’t know this Lùthedir guy, maybe we don’t even want his information.”
Bründir perks up with a bright smile, "Maybe the guy's just got a thing fer her, an' she'll give us a go-ahead to knock a few teeth out."
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Grishkar Darkmoor, Necromancer of Nerull the Despiser Kelvin Rabbitfoot, Diviner, con artist, always hunting for a good sale Bründir Halfshield, Valor Bard, three-time Sheercleft Drinking Competition Champion, Hometown hero
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Curious whispers and respectful greetings follow the Acharnost as they ascend into the treetop village and make for the great hall. All except Aiden are known heroes and honoured guests in the Elven barony. However, upon arrival, it can be seen from the door that the Lord and Lady are not currently holding court. The guards outside nod to the visitors in acknowledgement, but do not bar their path.
The Chronicles of Arden: Sheercleft - DM for Aiden, Bründir, Jex, Thurston, Valaith and Vark
The Chronicles of Arden: Hunters - DM for Alaris, Astrid, Caio and Shiva
Vark stops short, flashing an awkward smile to the guards. "Uhm, hi. C-could the Acharnost request an audience with the Lady, please?"
Chronicles of Arden: Sheercleft - Vark Galestone | Half-Orc | Storm Sorcerer
Chronicles of Arden: Hunters - Caio Cypherien | Shadar-Kai | Inquisitor Ranger
"More likely than not," one of the guards remarks with a chuckle, before swallowing it in an attempt to be professional. The other shoots him a look before answering.
"Lady Lelfaer is currently occupied, but her steward, Dolion, can arrange you an audience with her. He's in the study behind the hall."
The Elf gestures to the passage at the rear of the hall on the right, which Vark knows leads to Lelfaer's study.
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The Chronicles of Arden: Hunters - DM for Alaris, Astrid, Caio and Shiva
Vark heads on through the hall and knocks at the door of the study. It swings quietly inwards, revealing a balding Wood Elf, who is sat writing in a ledger with a quill.
"Hello?" He ventures, turning to see who is there.
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The Chronicles of Arden: Hunters - DM for Alaris, Astrid, Caio and Shiva
Jex walks through the halls, close on Vark's shoulder, looking for a cloakroom where the guards on duty may hang their outdoor robes when on duty in the building.
Bründir follows the sorcerer, giving a slight nod to the guard as though he were meant to follow. The dwarf steps to Vark's side and puts on his best air of formality, "Hello t'you too. We're the Archarnost, or part of it, at least. This is Vark, I'm Bründir, and we need an t'meet with Lafy Lelfaer, if it's not too much."
Characters:
Grishkar Darkmoor, Necromancer of Nerull the Despiser
Kelvin Rabbitfoot, Diviner, con artist, always hunting for a good sale
Bründir Halfshield, Valor Bard, three-time Sheercleft Drinking Competition Champion, Hometown hero
The Elf stands, looking down his nose at Bründir.
"Is that so? I'm afraid that Lord and Lady Fairfax are not available for public audience today. Please, explain the matter and I will determine whether it is important enough to be brought to their attention."
Jex does not spot any guards' cloaks nearby.
The Chronicles of Arden: Sheercleft - DM for Aiden, Bründir, Jex, Thurston, Valaith and Vark
The Chronicles of Arden: Hunters - DM for Alaris, Astrid, Caio and Shiva
"So uhm... we promised the Lord and Lady that we would deal with the group of dragonborn witches and their followers who are holed up in that abandoned fortress, the ones that sent those undead here. We're gathering information to prepare for the fight, and we uhm... we believe that Lady Lelfaer may be able to help us do that." Turning to the others he adds. "I guess I could just send her a message directly. Would that be better?" He asks as he turns again to Dolion.
Chronicles of Arden: Sheercleft - Vark Galestone | Half-Orc | Storm Sorcerer
Chronicles of Arden: Hunters - Caio Cypherien | Shadar-Kai | Inquisitor Ranger
Bründir gives a puzzled, yet piercing' stare through the half orc's head. "Yeah, guess ye could do that, too..."
Characters:
Grishkar Darkmoor, Necromancer of Nerull the Despiser
Kelvin Rabbitfoot, Diviner, con artist, always hunting for a good sale
Bründir Halfshield, Valor Bard, three-time Sheercleft Drinking Competition Champion, Hometown hero
Dolion blinks at Vark for a moment and a little vein on his temple twitches.
"I expect that her ladyship would prefer to remain undisturbed, but, if you have the means, then do what you must," he huffs at Vark.
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The Chronicles of Arden: Hunters - DM for Alaris, Astrid, Caio and Shiva
“Ok!” Vark responds cheerily. He turns around and pulls out the codex which immediately begins to shift and glow in his palm. “Hi Lady Lelfaer, sorry to disturb you. The Acharnost just got to Hyarantar, we’re hoping to talk to you, it’s about the dragonborn sisters.”
Chronicles of Arden: Sheercleft - Vark Galestone | Half-Orc | Storm Sorcerer
Chronicles of Arden: Hunters - Caio Cypherien | Shadar-Kai | Inquisitor Ranger
Bründir puts his hands up in flabbergasted disbelief. "Bad enough ye can just pop in an talk in their heads, then ye start with 'Oh hullo, we're in the neighborhood an' wanted t'drop by fer a word or two,'." The dwarf paces outside the room a moment before coming back to Vark, "Ye might want to add, I'm sure ye can hold off on what yer doin' that's so terribly important'! I'm not one fer courts, but this just seems...off."
Characters:
Grishkar Darkmoor, Necromancer of Nerull the Despiser
Kelvin Rabbitfoot, Diviner, con artist, always hunting for a good sale
Bründir Halfshield, Valor Bard, three-time Sheercleft Drinking Competition Champion, Hometown hero
Lelfaer's reply comes quickly and is filled with obvious concern.
"Vark? What is it? Is Hyarantar in danger? It's been almost a month, what progress have you made? Where in the village are you staying?"
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The Chronicles of Arden: Hunters - DM for Alaris, Astrid, Caio and Shiva
Vark’s brow furrows at Bründir’s scolding. “Oh? B-but Dolion said it’d be okay, and Lady Lelfaer was so nice to us bef-“ his words cut short as the lady’s response fills his mind. Immediately he send another message, “No! No danger... Progress has been...” his eyes shift to Jex, remembering his insistence on visiting the dwarves, then down to the codex, remembering the impossible things he’d discovered in their vault. “Complicated. We’re on it, but we need your help to move forward, whenever you’re free. At the Silver Tower.”
Chronicles of Arden: Sheercleft - Vark Galestone | Half-Orc | Storm Sorcerer
Chronicles of Arden: Hunters - Caio Cypherien | Shadar-Kai | Inquisitor Ranger
Jex stands inspecting his nails. If he notices Vark's glance he doesn't show it, he just lets out a sigh and stands up from the wall he was leaning against.
"Time for my plan now? Or shall we just torture the information from the man? It would be less painful than all these hoops I'm sure."
Once more, Lady Lelfaer's voice echoes in Vark's mind.
"What kind of help? I would caution you not to dawdle, Vark. The Marquise is not a patient woman. I will send for you tomorrow."
The Chronicles of Arden: Sheercleft - DM for Aiden, Bründir, Jex, Thurston, Valaith and Vark
The Chronicles of Arden: Hunters - DM for Alaris, Astrid, Caio and Shiva
Bründir gives a series of thoughtful nods. "Ye said any ol' hair, right? Prob'ly best fer it that way, then yer other way. These shenanigans with sweet-talkin' nobles seems daft th' more we go about it."
Characters:
Grishkar Darkmoor, Necromancer of Nerull the Despiser
Kelvin Rabbitfoot, Diviner, con artist, always hunting for a good sale
Bründir Halfshield, Valor Bard, three-time Sheercleft Drinking Competition Champion, Hometown hero
Ignoring the opinions of his companions, Vark hurriedly sends another message, eyes still glowing garnet. “Lúthedir, the elf that escaped the keep, says he has useful information for us. He asked for some of your hair in exchange.... thoughts?” With the message sent, he turns back to Brùndir and Jex. “It’s not gonna hurt just to see what she has to say about it. Maybe... maybe she has helpful information too? We don’t know this Lùthedir guy, maybe we don’t even want his information.”
Chronicles of Arden: Sheercleft - Vark Galestone | Half-Orc | Storm Sorcerer
Chronicles of Arden: Hunters - Caio Cypherien | Shadar-Kai | Inquisitor Ranger
This time there's a slightly longer pause, before Vark receives an answer to his message.
"Meet me above the canopy at dusk."
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The Chronicles of Arden: Hunters - DM for Alaris, Astrid, Caio and Shiva
Bründir perks up with a bright smile, "Maybe the guy's just got a thing fer her, an' she'll give us a go-ahead to knock a few teeth out."
Characters:
Grishkar Darkmoor, Necromancer of Nerull the Despiser
Kelvin Rabbitfoot, Diviner, con artist, always hunting for a good sale
Bründir Halfshield, Valor Bard, three-time Sheercleft Drinking Competition Champion, Hometown hero