Roscoe seems to be enjoying his time relaxing and training. With all that had happened in the past weeks, a bit of calm was welcoming. He started to wonder how long his quest to find himself would last and when he could return to his tribe. "Yous will know when yous are ready," Roscoe mutters to himself. "How do we's know if we's don't know what we's are suppose to know?" He grumbles as he tries to connect to his ancestors through his meditation like training. 

Noticing his company, Zyman looks up from a dusty tome, on the spine of which you might be able to decipher "Tales from the Age of Plague". "Ah, you startled me... I've been doing some research, to try and understand the larger weave of this conflict a bit better. Any news from the others?"

Elixisys comes out of Chernobog's senses for a moment and sees Zyman staring at him. "What? Sorry, can't hear when I'm like that. Oh, an update. Haven't seen Roscoe or Rosri since this morning. Edeleth says he's digging his way back to camp with Gaston before sealing off the entrance to that cave that the enemy knows about." 

"Oh, alright. Sounds serious. Do we need to help them?"

"He said to go to the Jarl's war council, though he's hoping to be back by then. I can keep tabs on them with Chernobog, on the bird is back from scouting Wrathmaw Keep." 

“There’s a war council?! Good thing you came down here, I was losing track of time again, it seems... Well, in that case, let’s go!”

"Mind if I hold your shoulder while we walk? I'll look through Chernobog's eyes so we can give the Jarl the latest information about things that we can, especially if he gets a view of Wrathmaw."

After the meeting with the gypsies it is time for the meeting with the Jarl. But on the way he see an unusual sight. It is two men, one of them is holding the other by the shoulder and is being lead through the halls. It takes a few moment but when he recognize the men grins. 

“Ozzy! Wait up!” And he dash over to them. 

Zyman welcomes the halfling with a smile. “Elixysis is linked with Chernobog, that’s why he’s being lead. I don’t know if he can be yanked away by disturbances, but I’m trying yo not talk too loudly just in case. What have you been up to? And do you know about the war council meeting?”

The Knight Inquisitors have indeed been summoned to the Granit Palace! Jarl Hærrad Hammerstorm, along with Seleth Belian, and a Mastandian General named Thanika "Stonewall" Maeke, await their Presence at the Grand Halls...

Meanwhile, it takes the Giant Badgers no time to tunnel their way back to Hunar Shatterstone and his encampment, after Edeleth seals off the secret cave hideout with a Shape Stone spell. As him and Gaston emerge from their hole in the middle of the Granit Clan military encampment, they immediately cause a huge comotion amongst the Troops. Hunar comes out of his Tent, fuming.

"What in all the Gods of Talaveroth is going on here? Gaston! What's wrong with you? Also...you're alive?"

Gaston limps out of the hole, and hands the Dwarven General a crumpled piece of paper from his trousers. Hunar looks disgusted at first, but then unfolds the small partial map of a cave network. He points at the blank part that hasn't been finished yet.

"There...Wrathmaw Keep...I know where it is, on my Ancestors' graves, I can lead us to it. After the Battle of the Grey Valley, those Kobolds turned this whole area into an Ant Hill. But at the end of the tunnel, there's a nest...If we destroy the nest, then we can win this War once and for all!"

Hunar seems shocked....

"And how do you suppose we destroy it?"

Gaston looks at Edeleth...

Having been unable to locate the keep himself Chernobog flies back to Edeleth in time to hear the news from Gaston.

Back at the castle Elixisys's eyes turn back to their normal light gold as he senses they've stopped moving. "Are we there? Oh hello Rosri. And hello to you Jarl. I have some news from the front but I will wait on that until later." 

"At the end of this tunnel is s stockpile of black powder kegs," Edeleth says. "Explosives are one very good means of destruction. I'm sure that, with a bit of creativity, others may be conceived. But I'm afraid I need to return to the Three Peaks now, for the Jarl's council.  I am sure the best military minds in the Nar Barâk Mountains will spend the evening discussing your next move."

He greets Chernobog as the hawk lands.  "Shall we head back?"

(OOC: Was I able get Rosri's poisons?)

”Well I tried to find a weapon smith who could work Krampus horn and eye into magicitems, but no luck. Then I ran in to..ehm, the spirit of Florence, the gipsy who died at the hand of the gingerbread man.”

He looks at the two of the to see if they believe him.

“We talked for a bit and then he told me to go visit his grams in the slums. Turns out she could help me with the magic items. Who know? Right. And apparently they want me to be the head of the new thieves guild.” He say the last with not a little bit of dread. 

“I told them I would come back with an answer after I finished some business.” Pause for a bit. 

“After the meeting I think we should gather in private and talk about our future.” 

When Roscoe hears word that he's been summoned, excited energy flows through the halfling. He isn't sure what the meeting is about so he makes sure to bring all of his things just in case. He's notably wearing some new metal gloves that look too large for the halfing but he makes them work. 

OOC: Yes, Edeleth has managed to grab Rosri's poison stash.

As Rosri tells Elixisys his crazy story in front of the Jarl, the Ruler of the Granit Clan leans towards the Halfling, frowning.

"Well, that puts me in quite a pickle, good Sir...if you are the new leader of the Thieve's Guild, which is an illegal Criminal organization, then I have to arrest you right here on the spot..."

”Oh..,uhm..It is not really the thieves guild.. it is uhm.. more of a..um Private investigation guild. And I’m not their leader. There is no way I’d accept such an offer m’lord!” He visually pales and start to stutter while trying to come up with a suitable lie. In the end he decides to go for the truth. 

“And speaking of which, I wanted to speak to you about something m’lord. After visiting my friends in the slums I noticed that they live under horrid circonstances and I would like to help them. I was thinking that maybe I could call a favor of you to help them. Give them food and better cloth.”

he pauses before continue. Swallow hard and look down in the floor for a moment. Then he raises his head again.

“Maybe you make them sub-leaders under you and give them resources to restore the lower peaks. I know what most people think of gypsis but I know them to be good, caring people and without them I would probably not have been around to save your life.” 

He thinks for a moment.

”It is true that they are planning to open up the thieves guild again. But they are planning to make it a just one where honor is respected and try to prevent murders. I suggest you cooperate with them and help them.

there will always be crime in a city this large. No matter how hard one try. Why not try to be ahead of it? You’d always know whats up and you’d be able to prevent it to a certain degree.”   

Elixisys steps up beside Rosri. "He raises a good point Jarl, having a group with skills like that on our side could turn out to be very useful during the war. Plus Rosri here has not done anything illegal yet, he's merely been asked by the guild, and he is one of our most dangerous fighters. Removing him from the board at a crucial juncture like this doesn't seem to be in our best interests."

The Jarl listens to Rosri and Elixisys, then turns to his closest advisers. A whisper contest ensues for a few minutes, after which Hærrad Hammerstorm turns back to the Party and speaks.

"You are right...arresting one of my most valuable Knight Inquisitor would be quite foolish. And the recent influx of Migrants from war-torn settlements has added to the City's population faster than my Court could handle...I therefore task you with finding a Citizen's  Representative from each of the two Slums, North and South. Only choose those who genuinely care about improving people's lives in the more underprivileged parts of the Three Peaks. Then bring them to me, and I shall see if they are worthy of presiding over a Citizens Council..."

Edelth bids a warm farewell to the mules and Buttercup and Gaston. Before he transforms, he tells Chernobog, "You've been flying all day.  You can rest on my back on the way home, if you are tired."

He transforms into a giant eagle and takes off flying (with a lot more confidence this time) toward Granit Castle.

Chernobog takes off flying, seemingly trying to stay ahead of Edeleth, like he's trying to prove something to him.

Elixisys quickly checks in on the two before focusing back on the meeting. "Edeleth is on his way back. He has left Gaston with friendly troops and given us a significant quanitity of explosives which we have liberated from the enemy. Gaston also says he knows where Wrathmaw Keep is. So all good news from them."