Here at this fortified library, The Brotherhood of Sages keep their headquarters and library. Aethelbert, Bertrand, Celifoux, Davera, and Emmet are often found here consulting, although one must check in with the scribes. Access to the stacks is limited to members of the brotherhood, and otherise costs $20 per hour to peruse.
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Haveron trotted up, lumbering with a grim expression pasted across his face. His pleasant demeanour had evaded him now that his mind was his own and when he got to the base of the tower he shrugged off the great shield on hi sback with a huff.

"Alright, we're here. he said without the usual melody to his voice.

Then, stepping forward he made his way to one of the scribes, expecting Amelia to stand by his shield and make sure no quick fingered brigands thieved from him.

"'Morning to you. We're here to speak with one of the sages he'd said plainly.

In reply to Haveron Stormwal (msg # 2):
 The scribe looks upas if resentful for being interrupted in his copywork.
The document he is reproducing sseems to be illuminated, and his work is quite accurate in its imitation.
"And what sort of questions have you got for the Brotherhood of Sages?"

Rather than the tone Haveron was irritated by the look of the scribe, like he wasn't there to communicate with visitors, the annoyance came through in his tone as he spoke.

"I'm here to speak with a sage. The matter of topic is for their ears and it is their wisdom I seek in these questions. he said in the manner he'd heard his father address many people who had sought to deviate from proper social etiquette. It was perhaps a little heavy handed, but ultimately the unecessary animosity from a book writer who had chosen spent his life quietly reading about the stories of great people and great mysteries wrikled Haveron - perhaps unecessarily.

He added after a moment stroking the short beard on his chin. It's about a location around these parts

In reply to Haveron Stormwal (msg # 4):

Gareth simply followed and listened with interest.

In reply to Gareth (msg # 5):
 "I ask in order to direct you to a sage who specializes in the topic. There is more to this than geography, and if it was a truly local matter, you would have sought out the Hadereum."
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"The Dismal Tower, I wish to ask questions of it

In reply to Haveron Stormwal (msg # 7):

"Please frame the specifics of your querry so that I can best durect it to the correct sage. I recognize your preference for privacy if not secrecy, but I have a code of honor that embraces discrecion, and in all likelihood, I am the one the sage in question will send to collect reference material."

Haveron paused a moment and brushed his fingers through the beginnings of his beard and then finally shrugged and agreed.

We wanted to know how to get to the tower we've heard of to see what things are in and around it. It's expected to be well guarded and contain items as well as information that could be beneficial to our group as well as others in the area.

he paused a moment, taking some extra time to think.

"We want to know how to get there, and what things of value may be held in and around the place.

Also, if the information is available, what threats are present?




Anything else, let me know!

In reply to Haveron Stormwal (msg # 9):

"Can you inform me of the source of your intelligences regarding this tower. If it is from an eyewitness, that is one thing, if the information is from a map or folktale that is another."

In reply to Ecrivain (msg # 10):

placing her hand gently on her bosses wrist, Amelia responds.
"The tower in question is purported to be on the north coast of Valdassya. The tale was relayed to us secondhand, and came from a goatherd who lost his way and found himself unable to leave the vicinity of the tower and never quite get to it, and it took him a great deal of time to find his way out of the area around it."

In reply to Amelia Montaigne (msg # 11):

"Ah. I see. Let me get Davera on this. She specializes in magic and faerie things, and would know if this manifestation ids one or the other."

Haveron glanced down at Amelia's hand and then responded with silence, allowing her to talk. He grinned warmly as she did and the scribe responded by providing the name and suggestion for one of the sages.

magic and fairie things, eh. I guess our wizards will enjoy this place he thought inwardly.
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Sorsha just followed along and listened, looking around the tower.

In reply to Sorsha (msg # 14):

As did Gareth. Very interesting...

Berry is also watching and listening. Magical stuff sounds good though...

In reply to Berry (msg # 16):

The scribe steps off, and a few moments later, leads you to a wooden screen, beside which is a table with a ewer and basin. From behind the screen you can see a faint light, and a silhoette of an aged half elven woman.

"Sage Davera has some requirements before a consult. Please wash your hands, and then take a sear to the side of the screen. Do not face her directly."

In reply to Ecrivain (msg # 17):

Gareth will do as asked...very quickly, and a little reluctantly.
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The man gave another frown when he was asked to wash his hands. Slightly unusual, but no harm really. Haveron just didn't expect it, or know if it was a ritualistic practice, or just for something else entirely. But that was even less unusal than talking, facing a wall, to a lady behind a screen.

He let go of Amelia's hand and proceeded to lower his hands into the water, enjoying the sensation of the water on his calloused and raw fingers. Instinctively he raised a dowsed wet hand to his hair and used it to push the long strands of blondish hair out of his eyes and then glanced sideways at the group.

After washing, perhaps spending a little too much time doing so, Haveron moved over ot the seat and sat on it at an off-angle as best he could. He then waited for the woman to speak, while very self-conscious in this moment of not knowing the details of any particular etiquette or practice to which he should adhere.

His mother had always lectured on the appropriate handling of people and despite his rough and boisterous attitude, Haveron had always fallen into line when it came to behaving in a correct manner in various walks of life. Well, he supposed, not always.

The silhouetted woman stirs behind the screen.
"Before we begin, are you paying for one question, or are you paying me for my day? How I invest my time in answeing you depends on your investment."

Sorsha will wash her hands and go sit. She just listens as she is not paying.

Approaching the Fortified Structure, which he was informed is Administrative hub of the Brotherhood of Sages. Broderick tugged at the bell chime waiting for an attendant to appear

In reply to Broderick Leibert (msg # 22):

We will run an alternate thread, "also at the dismal tower" you know Aethelbert, as he keeps offices in the guild.

In reply to Davera (msg # 20):

Amelia washer her hands and looks toward Haveron. "Do you want me to begin?"

Haveron nodded.



short post, i'll be outall day!

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In reply to Haveron Stormwal (msg # 25):

Amelia recites the tale as she was told it, with all the details she related to you in the Wastrel's Hope

"Have you ever heard of a tower like this, that was hidden from sight?"

Haveron kept his eyes on Amelia as she told the tale, doing his best to stay quiet so as to not disrupt the process. There was little he could add.

The interest he felt at the words he was sure to come from the elven woman had caused a mixed feelign of anxiousness and excitement, though he couldn't tell where one began and the other ended.

In reply to Amelia Montaigne (msg # 26):

"It does not sound as though your goatherd was in faerie, for he
met no one, and did not complain of losses of time. I doubt it was a gate,
for he had line of sight of his rabbit. This is something else..."



Haveron, make a roll for the sage, roll low!

In reply to Davera (msg # 28):

"This sounds more like a barrier magic of some kind, one that has become damaged. That suggests that whatever placed it is no longer maintaining it.I need to research some before I can tell you more."

The man looked over to Amelia, waiting for her to respond, but ultimately if there was a barrier that had been weakened, it might present them good opportunity to investigate before it was restored to its proper state.

In reply to Haveron Stormwal (msg # 30):

The sage steps away from the screen.
"come back in a few hours. I will have something the."

(Paying for the day gets you a total of 3 rolls plus research, that was one roll)

Haveron caught himself nodding and then spoke "Okay, we'll return later in the day" before hauling himself ot his feet and then returning to the group.



"Right, well we have a few hours to ourselves, so if everyone wnats to collect the things they need we can head over to the caravan area and make our availability known" he added with a grin.



Rolls:

15:49, Today: Haveron Stormwal rolled 10 using 3d6.  research.

15:48, Today: Haveron Stormwal rolled 18 using 3d6.  2/2 roll.

15:48, Today: Haveron Stormwal rolled 15 using 3d6.  1/2 roll.

FML

In reply to Haveron Stormwal (msg # 32):

Speeding things along
"I have found records in the diary of a sea captain, who has always used the tower on the cliffs as a landmark, who reported that a member of the crew who was known to be susceptible to sorcery as being unable to see it.

There is also a record from two centuries ago of a mage named
 Gahmid al Sahir, who was known to be a collector, who hid himself from the world.
There is also a suggestion that in that same northern area, a demon was bound a thousand years ago, with seven silver chains, and the area of his imprisonment hidden from the world with tablets writ with angelic script.

If you find one of these tablets, or whatever device is cloaking your tower, I will pay dearly for it, but I leave it to you to determine how to transport such a thing without succumbing to its power"

Nodding and listening to the woman Haveron was intrigued by the stories.

So it could possibly be seen from the coast.... A ship following the coast might be the better way to find such a tower.

Affecting wizards mostly, and over two hundred years.

Already with willing to buy some of its secrets.
Haveron let the thoughts coalese in his mind and wondered how they might best tackle it. Would the magic users have a harder time detecting the tower, or would they even see it at all?

Was it a reclusive wizard or a chained demon in the location? There was enough interest generated that Haveron thought the plan might be rewarding.

It was interesting.

"Thank you for your words, lady sage. We will bring back whatever we can learn from the tower, should we find it he said, addressing her interest in the tablets in an indirect manner.

With the time passed, and the consultatin over Haveron moved to gather the rest of the group and direct them to their immediate need, which was caravan money. The notion of finding a tower with treasures and things that hailed from beyond even the mortal coil had titilated him enough to cause his grim expression to return at the thought of being nothing more than a glorified guard to some shark-like merchant. It left a sour taste in his mouth, but needs must, he thought with a  weighted feeling in his gut.
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"I wonder what stories are real and not. We will need to find out." she says to Haveron

He nodded at Sorcha "Yes, I suppose two of them must be false. Short of going there and looking inside i'm not sure what preparations we could make to deal with any of thos stories.

It's lucky we have many magic wielders with us

In reply to Haveron Stormwal (msg # 36):

"If there is possibly a chained demon, a demonologist might also be useful. I am ready to go..."

In reply to Gareth (msg # 37):

"I don't know much about magic, but what would you need to transport something that doesn't let you see it, or remember that you aren't  looking? What seals away magic so it doesn't work?"

"I don't have much magic that will bother a demon much. I would probably just hack it to death. I think we need to prepare for anything"

In reply to Sorsha (msg # 39):

"I try to keep a weapon good for each type of enemy, I  forget which but I have silver and meteoric iron, but I think that one is best for mafgical beings, wizards, and fey."

"I have a fairly good blasting spell that plinks away at most things." Berry adds.

In reply to Berry (msg # 41):

"All I have is fire, but if hell is full of that, it may not be effective."

"Well, Gareth, not all demon are unaffected by fire. So we will have to see. I know something about demons if we run into one"

In reply to Sorsha (msg # 43):

"I know about Fire magic, undead and magic items, but not demons."

I know about demons but I don't have any demon like magic"

In reply to Sorsha (msg # 45):

"Those little ones explode, and the big one with the chain wouldn't go down until his heart was cut out. You had no problem blasting that female one though.

In reply to Mischa (msg # 46):

"What did you use to blast him?"

Lighting and stone are my main spell weapons other then illusions.

In reply to Sorsha (msg # 48):

"Clearly fire is my expertise, though I dabble with life, death and food magic too. Now what do they know about this tower?"

Haveron set off to walking to the caravan area while the others discussed their strategies for dealing with any of the challenges they might meet on the way.

Well, even if we don't know exactly what to exepct it seems the group has tools to deal with many different eventualities, even if not in an optimal way.

Knowledge of such things, weapons and magics to deal with these will be a great benefit to the whole of us, and ensure that we are most likely successful.

I dare say that cutting the heart out of a demon, or dealing with such things would be difficult so let us hope for something a little easier protecting something equally rewarding.

he said setting a rather quick pace. He glanced around at the group and pushed his hair back, out of his eyes and then locked them on Sorscha.

You fought demons before? he said with an underlying tone suggesting he was impressed.

"Yes, when I was underground. But demons are all different, they are all different. I can try to identify them when I see them"

Shroud had been waiting for the group outside the tower, Gathering the information was not something he is good at. Once they left he followed suit.


"Ok, Demons...Yeah my plan to fight them will be to run away. I have not talent for magic and most of my jobs here were of the more 'Mundane' kind, but I am still in since I have a decent eye for trouble and getting into place, plus I can map the place out if provided the material. I ran out a while back..."

In reply to Shroud (msg # 52):

"Well, lets head to to marketplace then and start getting there."

He heads out with Sorcha and the others to meet the Caravan.

[OOC...we change threads then?]

In reply to Gareth (msg # 53):

Yes.

I guess it's the 'caracan to al menir' thread?

Shroud grins "We killed a bunch, I can tell you want we did if you want but we didn't have any special weapons. Then get banned back which is like killing them"

In reply to Sorsha (msg # 56):

Everyone can head over to the caravan thread.

Berry heads off to meet someone.

In reply to Narrator (msg # 57):

Berry says before splitting off "Hey, I think my mentor might have some tips. He's umm... well read when it comes to demon lore. Meet you at the caravan?"