Queen Esclarotta is freed at last from her unusual prison. The shade slowly fades from sight, never to be seen again. The magic keeping the castle buoyant fades as it loses all power.
Two days after the taking of castle Skyreach, Redcliffe has three very unusual visitors. They simply walk out of the local woods, no mounts in sight.
The man at the fore is tall and thin, there is a rather severe look to him. The woman behind him is considerably smaller, with striking long and silvery white hair. The third is the largest by far, the man has the build of a warrior with bright red hair and beard. Those who met him in Waterdeep recognize this last as Silas.
The three approach the grounded castle, and Silas steps forward to address whomever among the group greets them. "We need to speak, gather as many of those involved as you can, and make sure to bring the artifact. I presume there is some place within we can talk in private?"
The man speaks up at this, "What are you doing Irdeith? We are here for a retrieval, not a chat." Silas replies, "My lord, they have fought hard for this, and brought down one of Tiamat's children, if nothing else, they have earned the right to be warned." "Very well, but let us make this quick."
Velon is likely checking the castle over for magical secrets as previously described as he awaits the arrival of his mentor. Once informed, he will rush to great their guests.
“Master Irdeith, guests, it is very good to see you.” He gives a slight bow to show respect and raises his hand an inch from his side, but then resists the urge to greet Silas as he was taught since they are not in private. “Yes, let us show you the control room. You may find it interesting as well as private.”
Velon will do what he can along the way to gather the party and introduce the new folks to Silas (Aka Irdeith.).
Tazskan, seeing the guests have arrived accompany's Velon with the introductions.
"Master Irdeith, and respected guests, it is an honor to meet you all here. Allow me to introduce myself, I'm Tazsakan, a Dragonborn at your service," Tazskan gives a slight bow as a show of respect.
He gives a quick glance at Velon, notices that he didn't directly offer out his hand to shake hands, so follows suit.
Tazsakn follows Velon's lead in escorting the group back to the control room.
Out of Character: Tazskan, will accompany Velon if permitted of course. To talk in private with Silas, otherwise will wait outside with the others? Tazskan will respond, appropriately to Silas in this regard. If he says wait he waits, if he says come he will join Velon.
Edited: anronrosby on 5th Jan, 2018 - 4:40am
Poppo sticks out his hand to the off-put man and says, "You've travelled all this way, why not stop and have a short rest and a bite to eat? Always time to clean the road from your boots and the troubles from your heart with some food and fellowship."
He smiles at Silas and says, "We saw undead and I wasn't afraid… well too much anyway. Thanks for the amulet! It was a big help."
With the lady, the halfling does a deep bow, "Your ladyship it is an honour to meet you. I hope you had a pleasant trip here."
Lawrance is busy in the former mage's lab, working happily on his projects when Velon calls him out to the control room. As they walk, he introduces himself to the newcomers that garner such reverence from Velon and others. "Master Irdeith, is it? Nice to meet you all. I am Lawrance Smithson, a humble scholar and general researcher into all things arcane. I'm sure Velon has given you the broad strokes of my joining up, but I have to say it has been a wonder of new creatures in my trip with them! I hope to see many more."
Poppo's greeting only earns a raised eyebrow from the stern looking man, but the lady returns his bow with a warm smile. "Poppo I presume, it is nice to meet you. As to the journey, it was pleasant enough."
In the control room, Silas speaks up first, "I want to congratulate you all. The prospect of retrieving the mask from the mere was troublesome enough. To have followed it as far as you did, and dealt such a blow to the cult in the process is remarkable."
"Today I have the honor of introducing two members of the council. Protanther and Otaaryliakkarnos"
Silas looks like he is about to say more, but Protanther speaks up instead, "The artifact, where is it?"
Out of Character: I wanted to thank everyone. Just over a year since we started this game, over 750 pages, and a full cast of interesting characters. I couldn't have done it without you guys. Here's hoping for another year just as vibrant as this one has been.
Edited: daishain on 5th Jan, 2018 - 6:34am
Poljen has been spending much time in the caverns office, mostly enjoying the sauna-like conditions created by the steam mephitis. It seems to be helping with his recuperation. His wounds are gone, the scars healing nicely. When the three come from the tree line he looks suspicious, until he recognizes Silas. He stands silently behind Velon, positioned as if he were the paladin's bodyguard.
When introductions are made, he gives a slight nod to the taller man, but beams a smile at the woman. "I am Poljen, son of Nels. Welcome! I see Velon's message of our victory has reached you," he says to all of the newcomers. Then adds, though obviously directed at the woman, "If you would like a tour of your new castle, well, we did win it for you and the cause."