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"