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Nine years ago King Aiden Perenolde betrayed the Alliance and sided with the Horde of Orgrim Doomhammer. Nine years ago Prince Alric Perenolde, the second heir of Alterac was sent into exile for his own protection. This exile turned permanent and Captain Normand Garside, your guardian for the past nine years made sure that you were safe and learned the useful skills that would help you in the future.

Now you are ready to carry the responsibility and unite the scattered Alteraci people and reclaim the lands that were once the Kingdom of Alterac.

Your visit to Durnholde to spend a week feasting and talking with your neighbours hasn’t gone as you originally thought it would go. First a snowstorm hit Durnholde and while you and the rest of the guests were stuck within the stonewalls of Durnholde Keep a Syndicate assassins tried to kill you. You managed to capture two and kill one of them, but then a disaster struck. During a dinner with the rest of the leaders of Hillsbrad and Durnholde, Magistrate Henry Maleb of Southshore was poisoned and killed.

With rumours of the fourth Syndicate assassin still being active in Durnholde Keep, Lord Blackmoore ordered the Keep to be turned upside-down to find them. While the fourth assassin wasn't found, you did manage to find remaining vials of poison that had been missing and a cloak that allows you to enter places unseen.

Having the tools and means the assassins used at hand, you now only had to find the fourth Syndicate assassin or present a new finding to Lord Blackmoore and other guests to push the investigation forward. It wouldn’t be easy, but at least you had some options to go after.

Welcome to Alterac Resurgent Quest!




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>>5647403

You had a lot to do, but thankfully it was quite early so you might have the time for everything before the meeting. So you thought about where to start and there really was only one option.

Heading into the dungeon while surrounded by your knights, you walked past a couple guards and servants. Rest of Durnholde Keep was still fast asleep and for a reason, yesterday was an awfully hectic day and everyone was dead tired.

Thankfully the guards in the dungeon were alert and after getting the key, you entered Sahvan’s cell and closed the door behind you.

"Good morning Sahvan." You said to him and kicked his leg. The Syndicate assassin from Brill you had captured and had proven helpful woke up with a welp.

"P-prince Perenolde." Sahvan muttered as he saw you standing in front of you.

"I will make this short, Lord Blackmoore wants to hang both you and Pai. We still haven't found the fourth assassin and if I can’t find anything new to present to him, either one of you or both will hang." You said to him as Sahvan pushed himself up from the cold cell floor and sat with his back on the wall. "If you have anything you could tell me, that would be great for both of us."

"I have told you everything I know. How can I help you if I can’t tell you anything new?" Sahvan said and had concern in his voice. "I betrayed my comrades and told you everything about them. Isn't that enough?"

"To me yes, but to Lord Blackmoore? Maybe not." You said with a sigh and pinched the bridge of your nose. This was frustrating. "Alright, let's start from the beginning. Maybe we have missed something."

"I don't think we have…" Sahvan said back to you.

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>>5647407

Sahvan and you went through everything. What their mission had been, how they arrived into Durnholde, the planning, failures and so on and so forth.

You probed Sahvan about Pai, about the fourth Syndicate assassin, about the organisation itself and how decentralised it was. And while Sahvan couldn't say anything new about their mission in Durnholde, one bit did catch your attention and got you thinking.

"You told me how you really only know your team and who your superior is." You said. "I know that there are several power blocs within the Syndicate, could it be that the fourth assassin is from the opposing bloc to yours?"

"Maybe? How could that help us? How could we even know that?" Sahvan asked you. He had served Lord Creedy, one of the two strong lieutenants of your brother.

"It might be beneficial to the fourth assassin to have seen you fail. If the assassin knows that you serve the rival lord to theirs, your failure can be used as a tool within the Syndicate." You mused aloud.

"That sounds… plausible?" Sahvan said back.

"You served Lord Creedy, maybe this fourth assassin or an agent or whatever they are, serves Lord Falconcrest?" You continued musing aloud. "Maybe they should know that we think so…"

"Prince Perenolde, are you suggesting that you should call the assassin out? Would they take the bait?" Sahvan asked.

"I don't know, but I don’t have that many leads." You said back. You didn’t really have any new leads. "Could be worth a try or a huge mistake."

It came to your mind that it could tell the assassin that you had no idea who they were or to make them think that you are close in finding who they are and forcing them to react in some way that could end up helping you. Or the assassin opts to do nothing and sits the snowstorm out and leaves with the rest of the guests with you being none the wiser.

What a gigantic pain in the ass. You pinched the bridge of your nose again and closed your eyes. What should you do? Would calling the assassin out be too dangerous or too prone to fail?


>Call the assassin out by spreading a rumour that you are very close to finding out who they are. See if anyone within the Keep reacts to this in any way.
>Call out should be done in public. Gamble that they serve Lord Falconcrest and tell them that you want to talk with them. Be the bait to lure the assassin out.
>Blackmoore is adamant at hanging both assassins. You should talk with him before the meeting and see if his mind could be changed and argue for saving one or both of your prisoners.
>Troubridge had taken a senior position in the investigation. Go through the details with him one more time before the meeting and try to get him to be on your side regarding the prisoners.
>Other, write in.
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>>5647410

QM: The Quest is back. Thread 20 let's go! I needed this unannounced break. I have changed jobs into a much better place than before and due to that I moved yet again. The past few months have been a whirlwind and I think I finally have the time and energy to sit down and write. So let's go and have some fun.

And as it is a new thread and it has been a few months from the previous one, if you have any questions about the quest, characters or events, please go ahead and ask them. I will try to answer them as best as I can.
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>>5647410
This is the plan
>Call out should be done in public. Gamble that they serve Lord Falconcrest and tell them that you want to talk with them. Be the bait to lure the assassin out.
But first
>Troubridge had taken a senior position in the investigation. Go through the details with him one more time before the meeting and try to get him to be on your side regarding the prisoners.
>Blackmoore is adamant at hanging both assassins. You should talk with him before the meeting and see if his mind could be changed and argue for saving one or both of your prisoners.
We gave our word to Sahvan, but Pai hangs.
>>5647417
Nice to see you back Medivh. Good to hear that things are better
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>>5647417
Welcome back, OP, it’s good to see & hear that you’re well. Be sure to stay that way.

>>5647410

Hmmm. If we want to bait the assassin, we’d have to make sure they get the message that we are about to do something that will thwart them. Maybe we could drop hints that we learned something from the captured assassins? But for that we’d have to have good enough idea of who we’re dealing with…
I wonder if Blackmoore could be convinced by pointing out that the assassin we’re missing was ready to murder him alongside us…
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>>5647417
saw this quest throughout the years, finally decided to read through it all and participate. Ill be back once ive read it all.
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>>5647417
Well ain't that something, first time I check in on qst in a while and this happens. Good to have ya back buddy. Got a little to catch up on and remind myself of before I start making dumb votes
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That vote was more or less a formality as in the previous thread both Troubridge and Blackmoore were included in the winning vote. So now we shall go with Troubridge next.

Give me a roll to see if Troubridge is alone or if he has company.


>1d10
>Taking the second roll


>>5647464
Welcome aboard. I wish you have fun going through the archives.

And thank you for the warm welcome everyone!
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Rolled 3 (1d10)

>>5648117
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Breaking my lurking streak to say it.

We're so back bros.
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Rolled 10 (1d10)

>>5648117
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Rolled 3 (1d10)

>>5648117
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holy shit, we're back
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You had some ideas how you could call the fourth assassin out, but you weren't sure how you would do it. What kind of bait would be effective and work? How would an assassin think that their position was in danger and their identity about to be revealed?

Not an easy task to do, but making yourself the bait could be a way to do it. Maybe it would be as easy as asking politely if they were willing to talk?

"Prince Perenolde?" Sahvan asked you as you had gotten lost in your thoughts.

"Just thinking." You said and stood up from the stool you had been sitting on. "I might have something to work towards now."

Walking to the cell door you turned back towards your prisoner.

"You won’t hang, but I can't probably protect Pai." You said.

Sahvan didn’t say anything and instead just nodded. He had saved his own life by betraying his comrades, but he probably knew that they would betray him in an instant as well.

When you get back home you would have to keep Sahvan safe and alive. Your reputation would get tarred if yet another prisoner of yours was killed. And when the word spreads within the Syndicate, getting more of their members to defect could become a bit more difficult.



>10

Commodore Troubridge was in his room. A servant had brought the naval officer his breakfast and he invited you to share some of the grapes and cheese with him.

"I wasn't expecting you to come see me so early Prince Alric." Troubridge said.

"I want to do some things before we have the meeting." You said back to him.

"What did you have on your kind then?"

"Mostly just the details and the status of the prisoners."

There was a knock on the door and it was opened and a now familiar lady stepped into the room.

"Lady Jandice, a pleasure for you to come see me." Troubridge said and smiled.

"Commodore Troubridge." Lady Jandice greeted him. She was wearing a long purple robe of Dalaran which hid her purple and black dress underneath it. "And Prince Alric, I didn’t expect to see you here."

"Neither did I expect to see you here either Lady Jandice. Good morning, it is nice to see you." You said back and pointed to a chair for her to sit. "Did the two of you have a plan to discuss something in private? Am I interrupting your plans?"

"Just normal business, the Barovs have things the naval base could find useful and use." Troubridge said. "Nothing that we can’t discuss on a later date."

"And why are you here?" Jandice asked you.

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>>5648209

"Our troubles." You said and sighed. "I wanted to go through the events and details one more time before the meeting. I have already talked with Sahvan and I didn’t learn anything new from him. Only new idea I got was to use myself as bait and publicly call the fourth assassin out."

"How would that even work?" Jandice asked and seemed curious about the idea as she raised her brow and gave you a questioning look.

"I don't know." You said and sighed.

"It is not the worst idea, but I am not sure if the assassin takes the bait. If they were even the one who did the poisoning. After all, weren't the remaining poison vials and the cloak found in the rooms used by our assassin trio?" Troubridge said back.

"You are correct, very correct." You said and nodded.

"We do not have leads." Jandice said to both of you and took a bite of a slice of cheese. "We won't find our fourth assassin. Mark my words that the poisoner will get away."

She gave you a glance that was easy to interpret. Even if the two of you had a good cooperation going on yesterday, she still seemed to blame you for these events.

"That is a likely possibility." Troubridge said. "But it won't hurt us to go over the events again before the meeting."



There really was nothing new to be found or discussed. All angles had been covered at least once so the discussion turned towards the meeting.

Lord Blackmoore wanted to hang both Sahvan and Pai, but you had promised to keep Sahvan protected and alive. While both were your prisoners, you weren't home nor your jurisdictions reached here.

From the discussions it was clear that Troubridge was the neutral party in this. Acting as the representative of the Alliance and the Alliance Navy, there were certain expectations on how he should act. After all, if there are mistakes or he left bad impressions, it would reflect back to the Alliance. He would look at this and try to get an end result that is positive for the Alliance.

Jandice wasn't as neutral, not at all. You were fairly certain that getting her on your side wouldn't be easy, but she was a shrewd businesswoman and an archmage. There was a definite possibility of getting her support in some way if you could get her to see the benefits to her, her family or Dalaran. Otherwise you think that she would be glad to see both hanging.

Now though the topic of allowing Sahvan and Pai to live wasn't easy. Sahvan would be way easier to save as he was a turncoat after all and had helped you. Pai meanwhile as the more experienced veteran would be way more difficult to protect, but it could be worth it. Pai knew way more about Syndicate than Sahvan did and you had barely scratched the surface of what you could potentially learn. Keeping her alive as well could be a tremendous boon in the long run. That is at least what you thought.

Though achieving that would be difficult.

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>>5648211


Choose one:
>Argue in favour of protecting Sahvan from the noose. Pai can hang.
>Argue in favour of protecting both Sahvan and Pai.

Favours and benefits:
>Offer to share intel from the interrogations with the Alliance.
>Offer to share intel from the interrogations with both the Alliance and Barovs.
>Offer a favour to Commodore Troubridge if he supports you during the meeting.
>Offer a favour to Lady Jandice if she supports you during the meeting.
>Offer to support Dalaran if they require your help if Lady Jandice supports you during the meeting.
>Offer to negotiate with Barovs regarding Strahnbrad Hills. You can't promise land, but maybe some resources could be theirs.
>Other, write in

Arguments:
>Other, write in. A good write in might give you a small bonus.

QM: Will you try to save both of your prisoners and will you attempt to make Troubridge and/or Jandice to support you with offers and promises.
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>>5648213
>Argue in favour of protecting Sahvan from the noose. Pai can hang.
>Offer to share intel from the interrogations with the Alliance.
>Offer a favour to Lady Jandice if she supports you during the meeting.
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Omg you're back! I thought the QM curse got the best of you. Im very glad to have that proven wrong.

>>5648213
>Argue in favour of protecting both Sahvan and Pai.
More of a negotiation tactic than an actual goal. Sahvan is out the question and Pai is ultimately expendable but we shouldn't let her know that. Saving Sahvan is a must and getting Pai as well is a bonus.

>Offer to share intel from the interrogations with both the Alliance and Barovs.
I don't want any swords of damocles hanging over our heads so this is what is reasonable to me.
>Offer to support Dalaran if they require your help if Lady Jandice supports you during the meeting.
Though this could be reasonable as well. Medivh, what does "support" mean here exactly?

As for arguments, I don't know what would be effective so I'll just use the argument I would make if I were in Alric's position which would be to question the purpose of this whole affair.

It seems more like an action born out of impotence rather than that of retribution to the killer. Why not leave them in our care? They tried to kill us so why would you deny us the agency to decide their fate? Scapegoating them because we have no suspects does not deliver justice in Maleb's murder.

Something like that. I'd write more but phoneposting is bothersome.
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>>5648420
I left the support quite open and vague on purpose. Dalaran might require services and help in things they can't or won't do by themselves.

Alric isn't exactly sure what they could ask for him to do, but knows that Kael'thas wants to cooperate with you and Alterac.
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I will update tomorrow as two votes just isn't enough for a daily update. Only thing I can see an agreement upon is sharing the intel from the interrogations with the Alliance, everything else has a single vote.
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>>5649215
Anons are probably rereading last thread to remember what was going on before the break.
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>>5648213
>>Argue in favour of protecting both Sahvan and Pai.
although it's true this is not our jurisdiction and at the end of the day, Blackmoore's word decides here, these two were here after us - it's the extra we are looking for that has poisoned Blackmoore's drink, making HIM a target, and the two have been - albeit so far unsuccessfully and with some obstinacy - cooperative in figuring out what went down. Allowing us to make use of them to further pursue the faction that didn't hesitate to poison Blackmoore in his own home would be to his benefit as well.

>Offer to share intel from the interrogations with both Alliance and Barovs
this is not ideal, but justifiable considering what happened.
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I'm kind of low iq and can't keep up with the layers of intrigue
are there any risks with sharing the intel? can someone spell it out to me
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>>5649231
well if I recall, the interrogations so far yielded some insight into faction layout within Syndicate, though with not much specifics. Jandice already knows something because she was there when we interrogated Pai so she already has us by the balls in that respect...
As for the consequences, well, potentially sharing that information could limit our maneuvering space when we next interact with someone we know has ties to syndicates, it could give Alliance an advantage that could lead to them making a move against Syndicate or its internal politics in a way we would rather they did not (such as, I don't know, moving against a faction more friendly to us and making it more difficult for us to reintegrate the rogue Alteracis into our realm)

But realistically our ability to play cloak and dagger without alliance involvement is slim, especially given how deep Blackmoore and Jandice are already involved.

>I'm kind of low iq
we all are here, friend, I'm afraid
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Vote still isn't closed?

Ok I'll confirm my vote to
>Offer to support Dalaran if they require your help if Lady Jandice supports you during the meeting.

And I'll add a method to the argument I presented. Alric should make the matter personal to him and Jandice, appeal to her pride and more subtly to her interest in him. Basically, apply the socratic method to her opinion and when she is unable to provide an answer beside "they're syndicate assassins" use the methods I outlined in the previous post and this one. Maybe use Troubridge as social proof if he is convinced before Jandice.

>>5649231
Basically what >>5649284 said. It's nothing really juicy, mostly just a description of Syndicate factionalism.
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>>5648213
Welcome back Medivh.
>Argue in favour of protecting both Sahvan and Pai.
Pretty sure i said this last thread but we need to protect sahvan from both the alliance and syndicate as protecting a turncoat would prove powerfull incentive to other would be turncoats as it would prove we CAN protect them.
>Offer to share intel from the interrogations with both the Alliance and Barovs.
Troubridge seems reasonable about this and Jandice is the one who needs more enticing.
>Other, write in. A good write in might give you a small bonus.
Remind them that the Syndicate is the enemy in all this. A force that operates mostly and effectively from the shadows and that killing them both would deny us all important information and make further turncoats harder to get.
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>>5649284
>>5649285
thanks, lads
Couple of other things
Can we actually bargain with intel? Would Troubridge be insulted that we didn't freely share that kind of thing with the Alliance and expected something in return?
Of course not a fan of owing a favour, but is the other stuff too much for us to offer? If I remember right, we got called out for unilaterally committing to big things without consulting them
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>>5649316
consulting our officers, I mean
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>>5649316
>>5649318
I really doubt that Troubridge really gives a shit about something like that unlike the sperg kings in the Alliance and that promise to Garside was a mistake.
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>>5648213
>Argue in favour of protecting Sahvan from the noose. Pai can hang.
Pai is not long for this world, got to give something to Blackmoore as well.
>Offer to share intel from the interrogations with both the Alliance and Barovs.
Barobs will probably find out anything we tell the Alliance regardless, may as well work closer since they have interest in the same region as us. Kind of have to at this point since they have the whole scoop. Troughbridge hopefully goes for this.
>Offer a favour to Lady Jandice if she supports you during the meeting.
She can use her favor for influence in the hills or Dalaran if she chooses to. She is someone influential that we can buy off here, so we should do so.
As for the argument, honestly it’s Blackmoore’s decision, but Sahvan only attacked us and it’s the fourth assassin who is truly nefarious and bloodthirsty.
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Protecting both of them, sharing intel with both Alliance and Barovs and offering a favour to Jandice wins.

Could I have another roll for a random event.


>1d10
>Taking the second roll
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Rolled 2 (1d10)

>>5650149
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Rolled 5 (1d10)

>>5650149
What was the effect of a 10 on the second roll >>5648139 here do btw?
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Rolled 8 (1d10)

>>5650149
Still no rollers? I'll roll again then, Medivh can refuse it if he wants.
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>>5650149
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“My goal is to protect both Sahvan and Pai from the hanging.” You said after a pause in the discussion.

“Both? Sahvan I understand, but Pai?” Troubridge asked you. “The turncoat isn’t too much to ask, but their leader?”

Jandice gave Troubridge an acknowledging nod. She didn’t like what she was hearing.

“Sahvan needs to live, he betrayed his comrades and when the word gets out and spreads, my reputation of not executing my enemies is going to help me a lot.” You said. “And if I now go and execute him, will anyone else want to surrender to me?”

“And that is a smart move, but…” Troubridge started to speak.

“But Pai is their senior, their leader, someone with way more knowledge and information about the Syndicate than Sahvan.” You said and turned to speak to Jandice. “We interrogated her, we know that we only scratched the surface in what we could get out of her.”

You continued after a pause.

“We need that information. The Syndicate is an organisation working in shadows and behind our backs. I know damningly little about them or their operations so every bit of information could help me to cover my own back… and to protect the Alliance from their machinations.” You spoke to them. “Not forgetting the risks they pose towards peace and trade across Hillsbrad and Lordaeron.”

“It is true that we need information…” Troubridge mused aloud.

“And it doesn’t help us if we cut our source of information just because Lord Blackmoore wants them to hang.” You said and put an emphasis on your words with a deep sigh. Going against your host's wishes like this was a bit brazen, but your arguments were solid.

Jandice who had stayed mostly silent, shifted on her seat.

“Prince Alric, what are you suggesting?” She asked you.

“I want the support from the both of you during the meeting to ensure that both Pai and Sahvan survive.” You told them.

“Sahvan can avoid the noose…” Troubridge started to speak again.

“And I will offer to share the information I get from Sahvan and Pai with both the Alliance.” You said and turned again to speak with Jandice. “And with the Barovs. It doesn’t have to be just Alterac who benefits from the intel.”

“It seems that you have more to say to us.” Troubridge said back.

“I am also willing to… discuss some terms and favours with Lady Jandice on a later date.” You said to her. “A further cooperation between Alterac and Barovs… and of course through Lady Jandice, Dalaran as well would be beneficial to all of us.”

Jandice gave you a curious look and then nodded.

“I won’t promise you anything Prince Alric, but what you just said is quite interesting. We do need the information and I don’t think we can’t really decline the offer.” Jandice said and looked at Troubridge.

The naval officer thought about your words and then gave a nod to Jandice.

“I agree, I will support you. We need that information more than Lord Blackmoore needs his vengeance.” Troubridge said back.

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>>5650230

“Thank you Commodore.” You said back to him.

“Don’t thank me yet, the meeting hasn’t happened and we do not know how it will go.” Troubridge said.

“In that case, I think it would be time for me to leave.” Jandice said and stood up. “See you in the meeting.”

The archmage left Troubridges room leaving the two of you alone.

You continued to speak with him a bit about the meeting, but when it was clear that you had said everything you wanted, you too left his office.

The meeting would happen soon, so you opted to speak with Blackmoore briefly before it.



>5

You had made your way back towards his study while being flanked by your knights when you bumped into someone who would be most likely joining you in the meeting.

“Good morning Langston.” You said to Blackmoore’s second in command.

“Good morning Prince Alric, beautiful weather isn’t it.” He said.

“Weather? Has it stopped snowing?” You carefully asked him.

“You would be correct.” Langston was practically beaming with happiness. “This wretched weather has finally cleared.”

“And now people can start leaving the Keep…” You mused aloud.

“Yes, but not yet. We need to clear the yard properly and see how full of snow the roads are first.” Langston said to you.

This was wonderful news, you could finally start planning to leave Durnholde, but at the same time this means that the potential fourth assassin can leave as well. You were running out of time and fast if you wanted to catch them.

Langston noticed that something he said had caught your nerve.

“What is it?” He asked.


>Have Langston realise how little time you have if you want to find the fourth assassin. When the guests start to leave, so can the assassin.
>Order Langston to make sure that the work to clear the yard from snow is done slowly on purpose, you need more time and you can’t exactly bar the gates.
>Ask for his support to prevent Sahvan and Pai from hanging, even if it means going against the wishes of Lord Blackmoore
>Ask if he has had time to talk with Lady Edith and Hilde yet?
>Other, write in

QM: >>5650163 "Give me a roll to see if Troubridge is alone or if he has company."
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>>5650231
Yes but I thought that that was the effect from the best of the three dice with the second dice having a different effect. If all that matters is the second roll then why roll 3 times instead of 1?
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>>5650231
>Have Langston realise how little time you have if you want to find the fourth assassin. When the guests start to leave, so can the assassin.
>Ask if he has had time to talk with Lady Edith and Hilde yet?
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>>5650231
Hmm I feel like asking him about the women could yield unexpected insight… I also wonder if we should try and to gauge his response to a probing statement, maybe something to the effect “Falconcrest’s man will soon be revealed to all.”
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>>5650233
Well I just wanted a random 1-10 roll and asking for the second roll gives two players a chance to roll and participate. I could ask for just a one roll, but that cuts participation, even if it is just rolling some dice. When I ask for 1d10, taking the second roll, I am not asking for three rolls. Just two are required.
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>>5650231
>Have Langston realise how little time you have if you want to find the fourth assassin. When the guests start to leave, so can the assassin.
>Order Langston to make sure that the work to clear the yard from snow is done slowly on purpose, you need more time and you can’t exactly bar the gates.
Still have no idea who the assassin could possibly be, hopefully another day of searching will turn up results. Risk pissing off the other guests, but hey.
>Ask if he has had time to talk with Lady Edith and Hilde yet?
We can at least pretend to be interested and friendly with him.
>Other
I want to go over that new servant girl with him one more time, if Falconcrest is out to kill us and/or Blackmoore, I think she's a strong possibility.
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“Can we talk in your office?” You asked Langston. His office was just right there.

“Yeah, sure.” Langston said back and went to open the door.

You left your knights outside the door when you stepped in. They wouldn’t have to be part of this discussion.

“So what is it Prince Alric?” Langston asked you.

“You do understand that with the snowstorm having ended and the weather having cleared, the fourth assassin can leave with the guests.” You told him a bit bluntly.

You could see the happy mood switch to annoyance immediately on his face when you said that. He clearly hadn’t thought about that.

“You are right… the assassin can leave now.” Langston said. “I could have the guards close the gate?”

“No, we can’t keep the guests here locked like prisoners.” You said back to him somewhat disappointed. “We are running out of time to find the fourth assassin.”

“Then what can we do?” Langston asked you.

“Have the guards check who is leaving and when and keep track of them. That is the least we can do.” You said and sighed.

“There really isn’t that much that we can do…” Langston sighed.

A thought did come to your mind, what about the new servant girl Langston had scouted and who had apparently caught the eye of Blackmoore. Could she be part of this?

“There really isn’t.” You said and deflected. “Have you had time to talk with Lady Edith and Hilde?”

“A moment ago in the mess hall… we did plan on spending some time later today.” Langston said back. “While the grand feast has been cancelled thanks to our unpleasant events… we still have loads of food and drink to serve to those willing.”

“I see, well I hope that your plans work…” You said back and thought about Langston's attempt to betroth the young Hilde. Your own knight Sir Gravis was another possibility, but you might have to arrange some things for that to happen.

You had some ideas in your mind though, you couldn’t get the servant girl… Annabel was her name out of your mind.

Maybe you should bring her up, but you aren’t sure how Langston will react. After all he was the one who vouched for her. Maybe you could ask something from Langston before you talk with Blackmoore?


>Ask about Annabel, you find her suspicious.
>Talk about Annabel the servant girl, isn’t it curious how after Langston scouted her, she ended up with Blackmoore? You aren’t sure how Langston would react to that.
>Ask what Langston is planning to talk with Lady Edith and Hilde.
>Cut the talks short and thank Langston for arranging the guards to keep watch over the guests. You need to go and talk with Blackmoore next.
>Other, write in.
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>>5651212
>Cut the talks short and thank Langston for arranging the guards to keep watch over the guests. You need to go and talk with Blackmoore next.
He is going to be very angry at trying to save both
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>>5650245
Seems rather pointless to me, why have a person make a roll that has no chance of affecting anything?

>>5651212
Ugh... I fear that making a wrong step will add another headache on our ever increasing amount of trouble.
>Ask about Annabel
>Talk about Annabel the servant girl, isn’t it curious how after Langston scouted her, she ended up with Blackmoore? You aren’t sure how Langston would react to that.
It's one lead, might as well see if it amounts to anything.
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This was really frustrating. Everyone seemed to have an alibi or someone else vouching for them which would make accusing them a much harder task. And you couldn’t get Annabel the new servant girl out of your mind and Langston vouched for her, after all he was the one who had scouted her.

“I do need to ask about someone we have already cleared to not be the fourth assassin.” You said to Langston and continued. “The new servant girl, Annabel was her name?”

“Yes, what about her? I told you I don’t think she is an assassin or an agent.” Langston said back to you.

“How would I say it… but it feels somewhat fishy how fast she managed to catch Lord Blackmoore’s eye…” You said to him carefully. “I have heard the rumours, so you must have as well.”

This seemed to sting Langston somewhat. It was quite clear that he didn’t like the rumours of Blackmoore having taken her as an another mistress. Was Langston annoyed that his boss had taken the woman he had scouted and hired? It seemed like it.

“I have heard the rumours yes…” Langstons said and sighed. “But have you seen her?”

“I can’t say that I have.” You said back to him.

“As I told you, she have certain… assets that Lord Blackmoore finds attractive.” Langston said. “You would understand if you saw her.”

“Really only because of her… assets?” You asked back. It can’t be the only reason.

“Alric, she has big breasts and a large ass.” Langston said and laughed and tried to show how big they were with his hands. “Her place wasn’t in Southshore or in the village inn, so I brought her here where she could be more appreciated.”

“Alright… alright, I trust your word about her and her assets.” You said back to him. “But you do know that doesn’t mean that she couldn’t be an assassin. Pai does have assets of her own as well.”

“And that is why you want to keep her protected?” Langston said and laughed. “I jest, but you are right in that it does look suspicious how fast she ended up with Lord Blackmoore, but I don't believe she is our fourth assassin.”

The annoyance was back in the voice of Langston when he finished what he said.

“So not her then… we really do not have anyone to point our fingers at.” You said with a deep sigh.

“We really don’t.” Langston said. “But if you want, I can introduce you to Annabel.”

You waved the suggestion away, chasing her didn’t feel that smart of a thing to do. And what would it do to the rumours circulating around you. Another young and beautiful lady being in your presence wouldn’t exactly help you.

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“Then I think I will go and talk with Lord Blackmoore next before the meeting happens.” You said and stood up from the chair. “I bet he wants to decide the fate of the prisoners as fast as possible.”

“You are right Prince Alric.” Langston said and stood up as well. “After the meeting I could try to look into our guests one more time.”

“I don’t think we can learn much more about them.” You said back. “But it is better than nothing.”

“Do you have anyone in mind I should look more closely at?” Langston asked you. “I probably have time for one or two.”

You weren’t sure if this was going to help you or find the suspected fourth Syndicate assassin, but hey you didn’t exactly have leads. Maybe you should just push Langston towards Lady Edith and Hilde so that they could spend some time together and for Lady Edith to see if Langston is a suitable husband for Hilde. That would clear that out of things for you to do. And if Langston doesn't find anyone or anything new to be suspicious, this could make the fourth assassin to react and maybe even reveal themselves.


Choose one for Langston to investigate:
>Annabel, the new servant girl who was a courtesan before she was hired by Langston. You just can't shake her out of your mind.
>Sir Foecourt, petty noble living in an old tower north-west of Durnholde Keep near the mountains and Thoradin’s wall.
>Sir Gorman, the man technically in charge of the village next to the keep and who is Lord Blackmoore’s drinking buddy
>Lady Edith Imswit, the head of a house that has been in decline. Langston could talk with her and Hilde, two flies with one strike.
>Remaining petty nobles in Durnholde, one of them could be the fourth assassin.
>Burghers and traders from Hillsbrad and Southshore. Being an outsider who travels a lot could be a great disguise for an assassin.
>Servants and guards of Durnholde Keep. Going through the recent hires for the second time could be useful.
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>>5652341
>Burghers and traders from Hillsbrad and Southshore. Being an outsider who travels a lot could be a great disguise for an assassin.
It's one that the syndicate used before
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>>5652341
>Burghers and traders from Hillsbrad and Southshore. Being an outsider who travels a lot could be a great disguise for an assassin.
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>>5652341
>>Sir Gorman, the man technically in charge of the village next to the keep and who is Lord Blackmoore’s drinking buddy
Drinking buddy... hmm...
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>>5652341
>>Burghers and traders from Hillsbrad and Southshore. Being an outsider who travels a lot could be a great disguise for an assassin.
uhmmmmmmmmmmm
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"The traders, they are outsiders after all and it would make a great disguise for a travelling assassin or an agent." You said.

"There are quite many of them, but I can look into them." Langston said with a sigh.

"And even if you don't find anything, maybe us being persistent spooks the assassin and forces them to act." You said and shrugged. "Not much else we could do."


"You are right Prince Alric." Langston said. "I will get into it immediately after the meeting is over."

"Thank you Langston." You said back to him.

You didn’t like the man, but you could get along with him. And he was quite a hard-working person on top of that. It wouldn’t hurt being polite towards him.



You had left Langston and with just a couple steps walked to the door to Blackmoore’s study and opened the door and stepped in.

"Ahh, good morning Prince Alric." Blackmoore mumbled between bites of chicken and some bread. "The other's haven't arrived here yet."

"Good morning Lord Blackmoore. And that is a good thing, I first wanted to talk in private." You said and noticed that Blackmoore wasn't drinking wine or anything else alcoholic. He was as sober as he could be.

"Talk? I presume about the prisoners of yours." Blackmoore said and put down his utensils. "They will both hang, I cannot allow assassins to act in my keep freely and do what they want. They need to be punished and a message needs to be sent."

He seemed serious and adamant about his position and what he wants to happen.

"So what of them? You want to keep them alive or what?" Blackmoore asked you and sipped something that looked like herbal tea.


>Yes, you don't want it to be a surprise to Lord Blackmoore what your intent is. Both Pai and Sahvan are to live.
>The intelligence gained from them is worth a lot more. Maybe Durnholde could get their own share of what you learn.
>Hanging them won't bring back Magistrate Maleb, it will harm us more than help us.
>Blackmoore’s want of revenge and retribution is a mistake. Be adamant and clear that you think that he is wrong about wanting to hang them.
>Be very clear that you think that hanging either or both of them is a huge mistake and supporting said idea is foolish and stupid. Don't even try to be polite about it.
>Other, write in.
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>>5653338
>The intelligence gained from them is worth a lot more. Maybe Durnholde could get their own share of what you learn.
>Sahvan is important to maintain my reputation of letting enemies surrender, which has been a boon agaisnt the syndicate so far, and we have yet to get all the information from Pai. If she doesn't squeal even after all this trouble, she can die for all I care
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>>5653338
Yes, we want them alive, and present the arguments.
He is right to be outraged, in his position we’d be livid as well. But neither of the two was responsible for the poisoning, the fourth one is, the one that belongs to a rival faction to them. Executing them works in favour of the person that poisoned Blackmoore’s own private stock.

(If someone can formulate our case in such a manner that Blackmoore ends up thinking it’s his own idea to extradite those two into our hands, that would be even better.)
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>>5653338
>Yes, you don't want it to be a surprise to Lord Blackmoore what your intent is. Both Pai and Sahvan are to live.
>The intelligence gained from them is worth a lot more. Maybe Durnholde could get their own share of what you learn.
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>>5653338
>>The intelligence gained from them is worth a lot more. Maybe Durnholde could get their own share of what you learn.
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"Yes, I want to keep both of them alive." You said to him. "You have the right to be outraged and I would be livid as well if I were in your shoes, but they are more worth living than dead."

"A message needs to be sent to your brother that this kind of action is unacceptable." Blackmoore said back to you and raised his voice a little. "We cannot allow assassins and agents to waltz into our homes and lands freely."

"And yet we do not know who our fourth assassin is." You said and sighed. "We have just barely scratched the surface of what we could learn about the Syndicate from Pai and Sahvan. If we learned more, we could try to prevent their moves and thwart their plans."

You could see Blackmoore being conflicted as you said that. He was a smart man and could see the benefits in what you just said, but could he let his want for revenge go?

There was a knock on the door and a familiar person walked in carrying a tray with a pot on it.

"Good morning Prince Alric." Taretha Foxton said to you and gave you a gentle smile. "Lord Blackmoore, I brought more tea just like you asked."

Blackmoore nodded and allowed Taretha to fill his cup before she left the pot on the table.

"My Lord, is anything else required?" Taretha asked him before turning towards you. "How about you Prince Alric?"

"I am fine, no need for anything." You said. "And good morning."

Even though Taretha had been "given" to you for the duration of your visit, she still had a lot of work to do. You could see how she carried this masquerade of confidence and stiff upper lip as she served Blackmoore. You have seen how conflicted and confused she has been. Poor girl.

"Nothing, you may leave." Blackmoore said and watched as Taretha left the study with an empty tray. "She is a fine girl, I hope you have liked her."

"Taretha is a fine servant." You said and avoided answering his question directly.

"That is good to hear." Blackmoore said. He seemed pleased with that answer.

"To get back to what we were discussing, Alterac is willing to share the information we get out of the assassins with Durnholde." You told him.

Blackmoore opted to stay silent for a moment as he sipped the tea.

"Tell me Prince Alric, what would I do with the potential information you could get out of those assassins? How would it benefit me?" Blackmoore said and continued. "Most importantly, what do you think the Syndicate and your brother could have planned for me?"

Well you had some ideas, but you weren't sure how much things like insight into their organisation interests Blackmoore. You are probably going to need something more, something substantial. You probably need to hit somewhere close that is important to Blackmoore, but maybe not too close.

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>>5654107


>Insight into the Syndicate as an organisation and how they work.
>Ability to find and recognise their agents and assassins.
>To protect yourself from plots and intrigue.
>Syndicate could interrupt trade and send bandits to cause chaos.
>Syndicate infiltrators could work from within to cause havoc and harm to you.
>Syndicate could attempt to assassinate you and your guests again.
>Syndicate could attempt to free the orcs from the Internment Camps.
>Other, write in.

QM: Choose as many as you want. Good write ins can work wonders in this case.
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>>5654109
>Insight into the Syndicate as an organisation and how they work.
>Ability to find and recognise their agents and assassins.
>Syndicate could interrupt trade and send bandits to cause chaos.
>Syndicate infiltrators could work from within to cause havoc and harm to you.
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>>5654109
>Insight into the Syndicate as an organisation and how they work.
>Ability to find and recognise their agents and assassins.
>To protect yourself from plots and intrigue.
The sabotage options literally should just be one thing instead as syndicate could cause great harm from within and without.
>Syndicate infiltrators could work from within to cause havoc and harm to you.
>Syndicate could attempt to assassinate you and your guests again.
>Syndicate could attempt to free the orcs from the Internment Camps.
>Other, write in.
Appeal to hes pride and greed. The alliance leaders are aware of the syndicate and blackmoore aiding against the syndicate could bring him prestige and some good PR with the alliance and be seen as a good stabilising force in the region.
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>>5654109
Well, we now know they have presence here and are not afraid to attempt assassination, including high profile target such as yourself. What other operations can they interfere? The tournaments? Orc camp operations?
We need to know what plans they have for Durnholde to be able to counter them. Maybe some other noble is looking to displace you?
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"How they work, recognising the patterns and common ways they accomplish their goals. We have a lot to learn of how they act outside of hiring bandits and fighting us directly." You told Blackmoore and continued. "If the absolute basics are known to us, then they have to put more effort in their operations beyond their core territories."

Blackmoore didn’t say anything to you and he allowed you to continue without interrupting your argument.

"If their actions can be interrupted, thwarted and completely stopped, we could prevent so much harm that could happen to us." You said.

"And what exactly would that be?" Blackmoore asked you. He probably already knew what you would be saying, so you needed what you were going to say to be as convincing as possible.

"Syndicate has already infiltrated Durnholde and they had no qualms in attempting to poison and kill us. If they aren’t above assassinations, you can bet that they could try a second time." You said to him and continued. "We know that they have their presence here so what else could they attempt to do to us."

You sat down on a chair by the table to be able to talk on the same level as Blackmoore.

"Bandits and robbers to raid and interrupt trade. I have faced such men before and I will face them again in future. What would stop them from striking at Durnholde?" You said and continued. "What other operations can they interfere? The gladiator tournaments? Internment Camps?"

That caught his attention. Blackmoore was on shaky ground and more or less thanks to his good work at running the Internment Camps, the perceived issues the Alliance has seen aren’t enough to strip him off his position.

"We need to know what plans they have for Durnholde to be able to counter them. And if we can’t counter them, we could face direct threats towards you and Durnholde. And if these threats are successful, what can stop the Alliance from stripping you from your position?"

Blackmoore finished his cup of tea and put the cup down before standing up himself. Now it was your turn to listen as he talked to you.

"Prince Alric, you make good points and I agree with some of them, but there is a big difference between you and me." Blackmoore said to you as he walked past you. "It is our reputation. People talk of you as this Prince with a bleeding heart, as someone who is ready to imprison and forgive bandits while others think that they deserve the rope."

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"My reputation is that of a warrior, I fought for this position and I didn’t give an inch to my enemies." Blackmoore said and raised his voice a bit to make what he said as clear as day. "I cannot look weak and letting the prisoners go would be a sign of that. Because think about it, how will the people see all of this? Two assassins caught alive, but not made to hang after they killed Magistrate Maleb. Southshore alone will be mad that their leader is now dead and mark my words that they want retribution."

You watched as he walked to his work desk to take out a small flask of something, most likely alcohol, and took a small sip of it before turning to speak with you again.

"I won't take that chance Prince Alric, I won't show weakness like how you have dealt with the bandits and now want to deal with these assassins." Blackmoore said to you. "That weakness will be the end of you."

You stood up and nearly opened your mouth to speak, but opted instead to stay silent. You didn’t like how Blackmoore had talked to you, but raising your own voice wouldn't help you here at all. He definitely noticed that you didn't like what he had just said.

"Prince Alric, let's make a compromise then. I do not care for the man so you can have him, but the woman. She hangs today." Blackmoore said with a smirk. "Let's make this official before the meeting then, we don't need to waste time with further arguments or voting."

There it was, he was ready to allow Sahvan to live while you wanted both of them alive. A small compromise which got you wondering if he wasn't sure he would win a potential vote. With you were Lady Jandice and Commodore Troubridge, against you was Lord Blackmoore while Magistrate Burnside and Captain Alphonse were unknown. Three votes to one vote with two unknowns, it could end up as a draw or maybe you had enough support to win the potential vote?

Are you sure that you have enough support if it goes to a vote or will you take his compromise?


Choose one:
>Compromise, Sahvan lives while Pai hangs
>The meeting and the potential vote will decide, don't take his offer.
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>>5654777
>Compromise, Sahvan lives while Pai hangs
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>>5654777
>>The meeting and the potential vote will decide, don't take his offer.
Fuck it im doing it risky.
If it fails we got a good excuse to distance ourselves from blackmoore.
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>>5654777
>>The meeting and the potential vote will decide, don't take his offer.
Acknowledge his stance, but don't take this deal. Aside from chance to save Pai's life (for now) we already made our case to the commodore - should we go back on our word?

Another question is what implications will be for our other objective of saving Taretha. If we take the deal, will he consider it a favour to hold over us? Or will he be even more mad at being pressured to giving up both of the assassins by the impromptu loot council. But by the same token, if he's urged to relinquish them for the benefit of the Alliance and against the syndicate, he will not have to be worried about his "warrior" reputation - he is simply being a gracious host sidelining his personal preference for the Alliance.
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>>5654777
>>The meeting and the potential vote will decide, don't take his offer.
trips
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>>5654777
>>Compromise, Sahvan lives while Pai hangs
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"I will have to decline. While I see and understand where you are coming from, I can’t accept your offer." You said to Blackmoore.

You could see the frown appear on his face immediately.

"I see…" he said with a tone full of displeasure. "Expect that many will share my opinion on the assassins… and you."

"I have nothing against you Lord Blackmoore, I just don't agree with you regarding this."

Blackmoore frowned again and looked at you.

"So be it, meeting it is." He said. "I will be in my bedroom."

"I will wait here then." You said and sat back down.



You didn’t have to wait too long for people to arrive to study. Commodore Troubridge and Captain Alphonse were first to arrive and the two naval officers after greeting you started to chit-chat about mundane naval issues.

Lady Jandice Barov was next and after she had greeted all of you, she told that Mayor Fowley wouldn't be participating in the meeting. He apparently wasn't feeling well with the death of his good friend and stomach problems having returned affecting him. Magistrate Burnside followed shortly behind her and with Karramyn Langston coming right behind him, everyone who would participate in the meeting was here.

Blackmoore made his timely return and asked you to find a place to sit around the table. Knowing that you and him were in disagreement, you didn’t sit down next to him like it was maybe expected, but opposite of him.

This wasn’t left unnoticed.

"Thank you for coming." Blackmoore greeted all of you. You weren't sure if he had been drinking more.

"Lord Blackmoore, it is our honour to be here." Commodore Troubridge said back to him.

"Yes, let's get this over with. The fourth assassin and our prisoners…" Blackmoore started to say.

"I call a vote on the prisoners Sahvan and Pai." You interrupted him.

"Already?" Blackmoore asked back.

"You did say to me that you wanted to get over this quickly." You said back and turned towards Troubridge who understood your intent.

"This isn't a normal situation, so the vote is allowed." Troubridge said. "The prisoners were captured by Prince Alric and with his status as a member of royalty, he has a right to call a vote. If we tried to decline his request, it is well within his rights to demand the Kingdom of Lordaeron and King Terenas to intervene on his behalf."

Blackmoore glared at Troubridge as he explained the legalities.

"Though we are not in Alterac and I am the Lord of this Keep." Blackmoore said.

"Tis true, but you don't understand his status. He might be a Prince of a ruined kingdom, but it doesn't remove his legal status." Troubridge explained. Blackmoore seemed to accept the situation through gritted teeth. "Prince Alric, what are your demands?"

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>>5655643

"Prisoners Sahvan and Pai are to be moved fully into my custody and any claims by other parties on them must be dropped." You told him. "They won't be hanged."

"Noted, anyone in opposition?" Troubridge said.

"Aye, I demand that both prisoners hang." Blackmoore said. "Revenge needs to be served and an example needs to be made. We cannot allow the Syndicate to escape without a punishment."

"Also noted, anyone else?" Troubridge said and as no one else said anything he continued. "Then if no one has anything to say, we can continue and vote. Mayor Fowley who isn't here would have had a vote and Karramyn Langston doesn't have a vote. We will start with Prince Alric."

That evens out the situation. You were fairly certain that Fowley would have voted for you and Langston would have supported Balckmoore. It made sense to not allow second in commands to vote after all.

"I support myself of course. Hanging the prisoners won't bring back Magistrate Maleb and we would lose an important source of information." You said and Troubridge counted your vote and signalled to Captain Alphonse to vote next.

"I support Lord Blackmoore, a signal must be sent and while information is valuable, two low level assassins won't have the access to valuable information." Captain Alphonse said back.

Blackmoore smirked as it was his turn to vote.

"I support myself. I have made my point clear." Blackmoore said. He now had two votes to one of yours. "Please Magistrate Burnside, it is your turn now."

"I abstain." Burnside said.

"What? You aren’t voting?" Blackmoore said in a surprise. "I thought you would like to see justice served?"

"While Magistrate Maleb was my friend and I would like to see justice happen, nothing will bring him back." Burnside said and gave a nod to you. "I abstain."

"Abstain it is." Troubridge said. "I vote in support of Prince Alric. The information is more valuable to us than a pair of bodies."

You wanted to smile, but kept your cool this time. Blackmoore meanwhile wasn't happy about this. The votes were two to two now, the next vote would decide it.

"Lady Jandice, your turn and final vote please." Troubridge said to her.

"I support Prince Alric." Lady Jandice said. "That is all."

You could see how Blackmoore couldn’t believe what he was seeing or hearing. Jandice had been furious and very accusatory towards you due to the poisoning. Blackmoore probably had been banking on that and now he was quite surprised about the result of the vote.

"Three votes to two. Prince Alric wins the vote and as the senior representative of the Alliance Navy here, I will declare that the result is under the protection of the laws of the Alliance." Troubridge declared.

"If you would excuse me." Blackmoore said and stood up as he walked away from the table and out of the study.

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>>5655646

"Why didn't you vote in support of Lord Blackmoore?" You asked Magistrate Burnside. "You had the reason to do so."

"Prince Alric, I do think that you are a walking troublemaker, but I don’t think that you are a bad person." Burnside said. "And besides, your acts of leniency solved Hillsbrad Fields' problems with the forest bandits. I am betting on that leniency again."

"Thank you Magistrate." You said and gave him a polite nod.

"Now then, the voting is done. Shall we discuss the overall situation?" Troubridge asked all of you.

"Commodore, what is there to discuss? We haven't found anything new?" Langston who had sat down on the seat Blackmoore had been sitting said to him. "Me and Prince Alric thought that it would be smart to look into the traders once more, but outside of that we have nothing."

"Better than nothing." Jandice mused aloud. "Didn’t you have something in mind Prince Alric?"

"Yes, I thought about trying to bait the fourth assassin out. If Langston starts going through the traders and I make enough noise, they might react to it, maybe flush them out." You said and shrugged. You had no idea if it would work.

"How did you think you would do it then?" Burnside asked, he didn't seem that enthusiastic about the idea. "How will the guests react if you publicly call the assassin out?"


>Call out the fourth assassin publicly and ask for an opportunity to talk with them. You want to know why they did what they did.
>Leave a message to the assassin asking to speak with them. Try not to make a scene out of it.
>Spread rumours amongst the guards, servants and the guests that you are close to finding the assassin. See if you can flush the assassin out this way.
>This plan to bait the assassin out is too uncertain and prone to fail. It is not worth trying, especially if the guests realise that you really don’t have anything else.
>Other, write in.
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>>5655647
>Leave a message to the assassin asking to speak with them. Try not to make a scene out of it.
Let's leverage our reputation for lenient. The assassin could see it as us being soft and try to kill us again.
Third time is the charm, right?
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>>5655647
Hmm... well, let's see. Calling the assassin out explicitly is virtually guaranteed to reach them, but they will also have no reason to honour such request, or not expect it's a trap set for them (it would be).
Leaving a message discreetly could work, but we'd need to have something to offer the assassin to lure them out while not making it too obvious as a trap.
Spreading rumours is kind of dangerous in whether it would even reach the assassin in time, but if we plant a correct rumour, we may compel the assassin to make a move, although there's also risk they will see through the trick, plus we'd need to come up with some story to spread... maybe some confident remarks about us knowing just who to write a letter to in order to turn the situation to our advantage?

I'm currently leaning towards
>Spread rumours amongst the guards, servants and the guests that you are close to finding the assassin. See if you can flush the assassin out this way.
but if we could come up with a suitably vague message to address to the assassin directly, that might be better. Perhaps something along the lines "Your secret is safe, for now, but I have a proposal you might find preferable to me writing to two people that could make your life much more difficult." or so.
And then we'd need to be careful about who approaches us as it might be the assassin in their civilian identity, and we'd have to catch them before they realize our bluff.
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>>5655647
>>Leave a message to the assassin asking to speak with them. Try not to make a scene out of it.
Offer them safe passage with the Cloak so they can get out undetected.
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>>5655647
>Other, write in.
Can we detect magic in use or magical items?
What if we detected someone inconspicuous that has magic emitting from them that probably wouldnt?

Could we perhaps find someone disguised as someone else? Like stolen their identify?

If we cannot detect magic, and our magical lesson so far can't help us then perhaps we can call in our spymasters mentor? The dragon lady to help us out? Like do we have a way to call her over long distances? What of that ring we received?
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>>5655925
You don't have the ability to detect magic yet and calling Lady Nalice to come help you would take way too long. By the time the message goes out and she arrives here, all guests have already left. Now Lady Jandice is an archmage and she can detect magic, but she would have to either get awfully close to the items or the items themselves need to be very potent in nature.

The fourth assassin most likely is wearing a false identity, but you have already went through the guests and people working in here and haven't noticed anything that would indicate that this person is false.

So if the assassin is wearing magic items and we could get Jandice next to them, yeah she has a change to probably notice something. But would the assassin even allow her to get close?
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>>5655647
>Leave a message to the assassin asking to speak with them. Try not to make a scene out of it.
I dont think spreading rumors would help its too obvious.
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Leaving a message wins. Give me a roll.


>1d10
>Best of three, taking the second roll
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Rolled 3 (1d10)

>>5656214
rolling in my grave.
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Rolled 5 (1d10)

>>5656214
for justice!
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>>5656214
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"I will write a short message to the assassin and put it up somewhere public." You said to them.

"Will that work?" Burnside asked.

"No idea, but I have a vague idea of what I should write." You said and sighed. "And if this doesn’t work, then we have tried everything."

"Couldn’t Lady Jandice use magic to find the assassin?" Langston asked carefully.

"I am a master of illusions, I am not a tracking dog Mr. Langston." Jandice said as she leaned lazily on her chair.

"What about sensing magic? Could the assassin have anything magical on themselves?" Langston continued.

"I can sense magic, but I would have to be very close to it if I were to spot a magic item." Jandice said back.

"We do not even know if the fourth assassin has magic items on them." You said. "And I would make a bet that they know to avoid Lady Jandice like a plague."

"Well it was worth asking." Langston shrugged.

"Then I think this meeting has served its purpose." Troubridge said to you. "Langston will look into the traders while Prince Alric writes a short message to the assassin. Magistrate Burnside could you please go check how Mayor Fowley is doing?"

"I can, what about you?" Burnside asked.

"We will make sure that the guards are up to date about the situation and that they report everything unusual they see." Troubridge said. "If that is fine Mr. Langston?"

"It is, just do what is required." Langston said.

"Then Lady Jandice, could you please stay with Prince Alric. You did manage to find the cloak, maybe the two of you succeeded in finding something else?" Troubridge finished.

"It is not like I have anything else to do…" Jandice said and gave the naval officer a polite nod.



As everyone had left to their own duties, you stayed in the study with Jandice and took out some paper, quill and ink and wrote a short message.

"Your secret is safe, for now, but I have a proposal you might find preferable to me writing to the two people that could make your life much more difficult."

Jandice read your message and gave you a curious look, but didn't say anything. She probably knew who they were, but chose not to ask you any questions.

Then it was just a matter of putting the message somewhere in public and you had a good place in your mind.



You had asked one of your knights to lend you a knife that you then stabbed through the paper and nailed it on the door to the mess hall.

Everyone would see the letter now, but only few would understand its message which suited you well. The knowledge of the letter would spread fast and sooner than later the assassin themselves would come and read it, or have someone else tell them the contents of it.

Then it was just a matter of waiting and you took a seat in the mess hall and ordered some lunch with Jandice, it was after all nearly midday.

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>>5656360

>5
>5

People definitely had noticed the letter and the murmur of gossip and rumours was intense. Everyone realised that it was you who had put it up and they also realised that you probably didn't have much leads or ways of catching the assassin available.

This wasn’t optimal or what you wanted. Getting the guests and servants concerned could be counterproductive with your end goal of catching the assassin. This got you nervous.

Jandice noticed it, but again didn't say anything to you. You wondered if she was still mad about the poisoning and accusing you for having it happen in the first place.

"Prince Alric, what is the letter about?" Lady Malevus Silverthread asked you.

Your squire who actually was part of the renowned Silverthread family in Quel’Thalas, a family full of skilled couturiers, had left her family duties to get away from them and to become a paladin. Her dream had brought her to Alterac and into your service.

"Lady Malevus, I see you have some friends with you." You said with a jest as you know that Malevus dislikes being called a Lady. "Lady Edith, I hope my squire has kept a good company to you?"

"She has Prince Alric." Lady Edith said and kept her niece Hilde close to her. She still seemed slightly embarrassed of the request she had asked from you. "We found her returning from sparring."

"So that is where you had been? Did you at least win?" You asked Malevus.

"No Prince Alric, the Sergeant who trains the soldiers here is a great warrior." Malevus said back and sighed. You could see that she was tired and her red hair was a mess.

"Doesn't matter, I hope that you learned something new." You said to her.

Jandice and Sir Gravis kept watching the two of you talking with some amount of amusement.

Well this got you thinking. Lady Edith and her niece Hilde were here as was Sir Gravis. Maybe you could offer Sir Gravis to escort Lady Edith and keep her and her niece some company. This way Lady Edith would get to know if Sir Gravis would be a fitting husband to young Hilde.


>Tell Malevus about the letter and what your plan is. It doesn't hurt that Lady Edith learns about the plans as well.
>Ask Lady Edith what she thinks about the letter you nailed on the door.
>Offer Sir Gravis to escort and provide company to Lady Edith and Hilde. Maybe he could be a husband candidate for Hilde?
>Ask Lady Jandice what she thinks about the marriage and husband issues of Lady Edith. Maybe she has something useful to say about it.
>Other, write in.

QM: Rolls were to see how the guests react to the letter and who finds you in the mess hall.
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>>5656365
Hmm... we need something suitably vague and ominous, I think. How about something like this?
>There are things, and people, that assassins fear more than death. I'd like a chance to discuss such with this one.
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>>5656365
>Ask Lady Jandice what she thinks about the marriage and husband issues of Lady Edith. Maybe she has something useful to say about it.
remember we still need to talk to Blackmoore to get Taretha out of here. otherwise I have no idea where to go from here regarding the spy.
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>>5656365
>Ask Lady Jandice what she thinks about the marriage and husband issues of Lady Edith. Maybe she has something useful to say about it.
>Offer Sir Gravis to escort and provide company to Lady Edith and Hilde. Maybe he could be a husband candidate for Hilde?
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>>5656365
Could we have secretly watched who read the notice?
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>>5657107

You could have, but it wouldn’t have helped you that much or not at all. Even if you kept track of who reads it, you have no idea if the fourth assassin was amongst them.
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You invited the three ladies to sit down and join you for a moment. Amongst the guests there was a sense of nervousness and boredom as the jovial mood of these gladiator tournament feasts had been replaced by assassins and snowstorms. Now that the weather had cleared, you could feel the urgency of wanting to leave and get back home.

This meant that many of the guests were just loitering and having a smalltalk amongst each other as there was nothing better to do.

"Lady Jandice, have you heard of the marriage and husband issues Lady Edith is having?" You asked the archmage who had zoned out. Your words brought her mind back into the mess hall.

"Huh, excuse me, but I haven't heard about these issues." Jandice said and was a bit surprised. "My apologies Lady Edith."

"None taken, they aren’t important enough for a Lady and an archmage of your status to hear." Lady Edith said back to her.

"I think due to that Lady Jandice could have an opinion or a point of view we haven’t considered yet." You said to Edith. "Go on, tell her your story."

Lady Edith was somewhat reluctant to start, but then started to tell Lady Jandice about the misfortunes of her family.

"I feel sorry for the House of Imswit." Lady Jandice said to her. "While I cannot help you, I wish that you can find a good husband for yourself and for young Hilde."

"Thank you Lady Jandice." Edith said to her and gave her a polite bow.

"Do you have someone in mind?" Jandice asked.

"I did… I do have a few people in mind." Edith's eyes quickly darted at you and then back to Jandice. Edith really was still embarrassed of her suggestion. "But the list is short due to our situation."

"I see, then who are they?" Jandice continued asking the questions. It seemed like she had warmed up to this discussion.

"Karramyn Langston, Prince Alric helped to broker a deal that could bring our families together." Lady Edith told her.

Jandice seemed to think about what she was going to say very carefully before giving you a glance.

"I do not like that man." Jandice finally said. "I will leave it to that. But who else?"

"Sir Gravis of Knott." Edith said and your knight and bodyguard nearly choked on his cup of watered down wine.

"That reminded me. How about Sir Gravis keeps you and Hilde some company. Malevus can go and get herself cleaned up before taking his spot guarding me." You said.

"That sounds like a good idea." Edith said back and understood your intent. This would be a good opportunity for her to see what kind of a man Sir Gravis was.

"Well if you order so." Sir Gravis muttered. He was slightly less enthusiastic about the idea.

"Then Sir Gravis, lead on." Edith said and stood up, offering her hand for Sir Gravis to take. "Thank you for the company Lady Malevus, Prince Alric, Lady Jandice."

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The both Imswits gave you a polite bow to which you responded with a nod.

Now you just need to wait for the fourth assassin to read the letter and to see if you get a reply.



You had sent Malevus to clean herself up before she would join you. You didn’t want a smelly and tired looking squire to follow you.

The hallways of the Durnholde Keep were busy as servants, guests and guards moved about. You had learned that while the grand feast was cancelled, there was still a lot to drink and eat in the kitchen, and there would be a more informal feast later this evening. The cooks didn't want the foods they had prepared to go bad and the guests weren't too spooked by the poisoning to avoid whatever would be served to them.

"Prince Alric, I didn’t expect you to be trying to solve… marriage issues." Jandice suddenly said to you as the two of you walked down a hallway.

"Neither did I when I arrived here. I thought that this would be just a nice, fun, little week to spend away from the daily work and to relax a bit." You told her as you stopped. "I didn't expect any of this."

You felt that Jandice wanted to say something, but the tight-lipped archmage instead glared at you with a questioning look.

"Prince Alric, what will we do next?" Jandice asked you.

Yes, what will you do next? You had plenty of time to kill as you waited if the fourth assassin took the bait or if anyone else found something new.


>Go and find Lord Blackmoore. You probably should talk with him before he drinks himself into stupor and your disagreement with him festers.
>Go check your prisoners. While you don't think they can help you, they probably should learn the news of their survival.
>You had planned to talk with Lady Jandice in private and now could be the time for it. The deal regarding Strahnbrad Hills is still on the table.
>Thank Lady Jandice for escorting you and keeping you company. Go find Taretha and retreat into your bedroom. You need to talk with her as well.
>Investigate someone/something, write in.
>Other, write in.
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>>5657326
>Go and find Lord Blackmoore. You probably should talk with him before he drinks himself into stupor and your disagreement with him festers.
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Blackmoore seems like a good choice, but I'm also a bit concerned about the prisoner safety. If the assassin learned we're taking them, they may choose to arrange their premature demise.
But maybe we should also talk to Jandice some since she's right there.
I think I'd go with
>Thank lady Jandice for her assistance and forbearance in this gruesome affair, maybe ask if we could arrange a meeting?
>Go check on prisoners

>time to kill
what a turn of phrase for this game of amogus
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>>5657326
>Go and find Lord Blackmoore. You probably should talk with him before he drinks himself into stupor and your disagreement with him festers.
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>>5657326
>>Go and find Lord Blackmoore. You probably should talk with him before he drinks himself into stupor and your disagreement with him festers.
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Blackmoore it is. Going to squeeze in one more update today so could I have a roll.


>1d10
>Best of three
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Rolled 10 (1d10)

>>5657532
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>>5657532
Other rolls are just a formality now
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>>5657532

>>5657545
Good job though!

>inb4 combo breaker
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>>5657557
You got a combo finisher instead.
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>>5657557
Holy shit... we've done it again but as a success! If triple 1 made such a fucking mess then what godly shit is this gonna do!
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>>5657557

Well damn, those are some good rolls. While I don’t do crits as a rule, I can’t go and let such good rolls be wasted with a normal ten roll result.

>Writing!
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>>5657562
Blackmoore suddenly change his mind and becomes glad that we spared Pai, he decides to hand Taretha to us permanently, so we don't even need to ask or the assassin tries to kills us, but trips and lands face first in front of everyone.
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>>5657565
the assassin revealing themselves or better yet us walking in on blackmoore getting almost assassinated and saving his life would be probably best we could hope for, or?
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>>5657590
Probably, two birds with one stone.
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>>5657590
That second suggestion sounds the best.
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>>5657540
>>5657545
>>5657557
Kek 3 10s. the dice gods favor us today.
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"We should talk at some point, but I think I should talk with Lord Blackmoore first." You said to her.

"Hmmm, you are right." Jandice said back.

Both of you knew that leaving Blackmoore alone could cause more trouble than it was worth. You shouldn't allow the disagreement between you and him to fester. Because if it does, then all this work to try to get a cooperation going on between Alterac and Durnholde would be for nothing.

You could also imagine Langston's despair as he tries to fix and solve the perceived issues Blackmoore is seeing.

"Then see you later Lady Jandice." You said to her and gave her a polite bow to which she answered with her own.

Now it was time to find Blackmoore.



>10

Finding him wasn't hard as a servant knew exactly where he was.

Lord Aedelas Blackmoore stood on the battlements above the gatehouse and watched into the distance. A thick black coat kept the man warm and with a fur hat on his head, he looked quite different from the Blackmoore you had learned to know. He now looked like a soldier and not a drunkard Lord.

You wrapped the black cloak that you had found in Gerard the assassin's room tighter around you and pulled the hood on. It would keep you a bit more warmer here outside on the battlements, but it also would keep you out of people's sight, including Blackmoore’s.

"I am wearing the cloak I took from the assassins." You said to Blackmoore as you walked next to him. "It is too cold out here without it and I don’t want to get sick on top of all of this."

"I didn’t notice you approaching." Blackmoore said and scoffed. "Second time you have used that cloak to deceive me."

Blackmoore reached into his own pocket and took out a flask from which he took a sip before offering it to you. Feeling that you would disrespect the man if you didn't take a sip, you took the flask and tasted what kind of a drink he had put in it.

The moment the liquid got into your mouth you realised how strong it was. This wasn’t your normal spirits.

"What is this stuff?" You asked as you handed the flask back to Blackmoore.

"Homemade moonshine made by local farmers, very potent." He said and took another sip. "We confiscated their products last summer due to the brewer's guild complaining about it. Of course I couldn't throw the good stuff away."

Blackmoore put his flask away and continued looking into the distance.

"Prince Alric, you are a stormcrow. Fel, your whole family are stormcrows." Blackmoore said to you. "Wherever you go things are going to happen be it good or bad."

Blackmoore gave you a curious look.

"Aren't you going to say anything back? Didn't I just insult you?" He asked you.

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>>5657653

"I am waiting to hear everything you say before I know if it is worth even answering." You said to him carefully as you didn’t like the tone of his voice.

"Exactly, it is that. You do your things your way and through that cause trouble to the rest of us." Blackmoore said to you. "Even if I called you a stormcrow, you wouldn't react until you could act on your own rules."

Blackmoore passed the flask to you again and you took a sip of the moonshine. The alcohol burned inside you and you could feel the warmth coursing through your body.

"And I can respect that, because you and I are alike." Blackmoore said as you handed the flask back to him. "You know, my father was a General in Alterac. But due to collecting a sizable gambling debt he decided to sell state secrets to Stromgarde to pay them off."

You had heard that Blackmoore’s father was a disgraced officer who had sold out his country, but that he was an Alteraci or what his story was?

"I didn't know your family was from Alterac, you don't have the accent." You said back.

"We are not from Alterac, but my father served in the Alteraci army as an officer nevertheless." Blackmoore said. "You know the rest of the story and how I got here in this position."

"Through valour in combat and hardwork." You said back to him.

"That sounds all good, but in reality it was because I didn’t give a rat's ass what others thought about me. I got them results and I did it my way. And even if they didn't like me, here I am. The Lieutenant-General of the Internment Camps." Blackmoore said with a fire in his voice before turning to face you proper. "And here you come, announcing your presence to the whole world. Fighting bandits, gnolls, orcs and whatever else. Winning tournaments and bedding ladies everywhere you go."

The last bit caught your attention and Blackmoore noticed it.

"I do listen to the rumours, it isn't just Langston who is the rumourmonger here. I bet the innkeeper in Tarren Mill is a lovely lady and I bet you had noble ladies tripping and falling all over you in Stormwind after winning that tournament. Or that Proudmoore girl or your squire, are they more than just friends?" Blackmoore said to you and continued with a smirk. "Or our Taretha, every single night spent fucking her while you are here. You wouldn't believe the words she has used to describe you."

The way Blackmoore talked about Monica, Jaina, Malevus and Taretha disgusted you, but you managed to keep your stiff upper lip. Though it did give you a bit of amusement that he had taken your and Taretha's plan hook, line and sinker.

"What is your point Lord Blackmoore?" You asked him and gave him a not so pleasant glance.

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"You probably take in account what others think about you, but still you do all these things, many of which a lesser man wouldn't do due to fearing a failure or a backlash." Blackmoore said and continued. "How often outside of a war do we see someone campaigning and fighting so often? How many men wouldn't have known what to do after the poisoning?"

"I am just doing my duty towards my people and to catch those responsible for that crime." You said as a matter of fact.

"A duty to chase an assassin down a shitter into the snow and then argue against the Lord of the Keep to protect her? That is far from an ordinary duty Prince Alric." Blackmoore said to you and laughed. "You really do what you want to achieve your own goals. That is what I respect about you, even if it causes troubles to the rest of us around you."

"Respect? Well thank you." You asked him and used a bit more unpleasant tone due to how he was talking to you. Blackmoore knew that he was insulting you. "What do I gain with your respect then?"

"I will forget yesterday and this morning. It requires some balls to go against me and get Troubridge and Jandice to vote in your support. I don’t know what you promised to them, but whatever it is, it worked." Blackmoore said to you. "Keep the prisoners, do whatever the hell you want with them as long as you take them away from my sight."

"Understood Lord Blackmoore. It is good to hear that we are on the same page regarding them." You said with a jest.

Blackmoore laughed and passed you the flask again. The moonshine yet again burned inside you and even with these few sips you started to feel a bit tipsy.

You disliked the man, you detested him as a person and as a nobleman. He had no honour nor associating with him would bring you any. The way he talked about your friends and how he has treated Taretha made you sick. Blackmoore truly was a disgusting and abusive human being. Only things common between you and him were your black long hair and that both had a father who became a traitor, nothing more.

But he was someone with whom you could cooperate with and benefit from. Durnholde was a valuable ally in a world that didn't really offer you many allies. Even with Blackmoore being who he is, it might be worth working with him at least for some time.

"Do you have anything else to say or are you planning on freezing your balls off?" Blackmoore asked you. "Even though we clearly don't like each other, we can still cooperate. So if you have something in mind, I might be able to help you with it?"

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>>5657658

>Ask for Taretha, he clearly thinks that the two of you are lovers. Maybe now is the time to ask for her.
>Supplies, arms and armour for your soldiers. The campaign to capture Strahnbrad Hills isn't over yet. +2 Wealth, +10 Supplies
>Dawnholme needs workers. Ask Blackmoore to send his unemployed workers to Alterac. +? Peasants
>Tell Blackmoore that you have changed your mind. You want that orc prisoner they offered to you.
>Other, write in.

Total Resources:
0 Wealth, +18 per season
22 Supplies, -6 per season
5 Peasants

QM: A normal roll of 10 wouldn't have gotten you all this. Only Blackmoore letting the disagreement go and be forgotten. Now you have his strange respect and one time offer to ask something from him.
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>>5657659
>Ask for Taretha, he clearly thinks that the two of you are lovers. Maybe now is the time to ask for her.
Now is our chance.
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>>5657659
I thought we'd get more than this desu, triple 1s got Maleb killed and made a giant mess and triple 10s get us a favor from Blackmoore? The two don't seem equivalent.
>Ask for Taretha, he clearly thinks that the two of you are lovers. Maybe now is the time to ask for her.
And the whole deal about her not leaving without her family and all that jazz. Get this issue sorted out.
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>>5657659
>>Ask for Taretha, he clearly thinks that the two of you are lovers. Maybe now is the time to ask for her.
>>5657832
he might give us something after this.
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>>5657659
>>Ask for Taretha, he clearly thinks that the two of you are lovers. Maybe now is the time to ask for her.
I really hope that's not a trap, because it certainly feels like a bold request. On the other hand, he has a new girl so he may be willing to show magnanimity this way.

RIP the new girl though. Hope she's at least enjoying it more than Taretha was. And at least she's not in continuous threat of decapitation, at least unless she's the assassin.
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>>5657659
>>Ask for Taretha, he clearly thinks that the two of you are lovers. Maybe now is the time to ask for her.
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>>5657659
>Ask for Taretha, he clearly thinks that the two of you are lovers. Maybe now is the time to ask for her.
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Quite unanimous, could I have a roll for something in background.


>1d10
>Best of three
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Rolled 6 (1d10)

>>5658409
trip nat 1 coming right up
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Rolled 1 (1d10)

>>5658409
This will have been a day…
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Rolled 1 (1d10)

>>5658409
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>>5658410
>>5658412
>>5658419
This was too close to a triple 1.
Must be a message from the dice to not get too cocky.
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“Taretha, I would like to have her.” You said after a moment of thinking. There probably wasn't going to be a better time to ask for her.

“Taretha? Hmmm.” Blackmoore said as he seemed to be a bit surprised about your request.

“Yes…” You said. “I have grown somewhat fond of her.”

Blackmoore seemed to think about your words before he nodded.

“I understand.” Blackmoore said and smirked. “Anything else?”

“Her family, I don’t think she would leave without them.” You said.

“Done.” Blackmoore said back and smiled. “I wouldn’t have expected this from you.”

“I wouldn’t have expected this from myself either, but you know how things might go.” You said to him and smiled.

Trying to keep your cool and play your part in this wasn’t easy, not easy at all, but you had learned how to act and to keep up the character you were playing. And it seemed like Blackmoore was convinced enough of your act.

“Then let’s head inside to finish this.” Blackmoore said.



You headed into Langston’s office and found it empty. Though you didn’t need the man for this as Blackmoore walked to the bookcase that held the books and contracts with all the workers of Durnholde Keep.

Blackmoore went through the papers until he found the contracts for Taretha Foxton, Tammis Foxton and Clannia Foxton. Taking quill and ink, Blackmoore spread the contracts on the table and was prepared to sign them, but he hesitated for a moment as he glanced at you looking at him.

“Are you sure you want Taretha and her family?” He said to you.

“I am.” You said back to him.

Blackmoore shrugged and put the quill to the paper.

In just a few seconds Taretha and her family were released from their work contracts with Durnholde Keep and with Lord Blackmoore. They could leave with you and come to Dawnholme.

“There, it is done.” Blackmoore said.

“Thank you Lord Blackmoore.” You said to him and took the contracts from the table. “Pleasure to do business with you.”

“Business?” Blackmoore said and laughed. He seemed to like your joke. “This isn’t business Prince Alric, call it diplomacy or maintaining nation to nation relationships.”

“Well said.” You said as you stashed the papers away into your pockets.

“Now Prince Alric, shall we drink for this, or do you have something… else in mind?” Blackmoore asked you. What he implied was clear as day, he expected you to have some quality time with Taretha now that she was free to follow you.


>Drink for this, Blackmoore seemed quite content and easily approachable now. Maybe you could get something else out of this?
>Decline the drink, you have the news to tell to Taretha. And to have some “quality time” with her.
>Decline the drink, you still have work to do. The fourth assassin is still out there.
>Decline the drink, you want to go and check the prisoners. You want to know how ready they are to be transported to Dawnholme.
>Other, write in.

QM: Second set of triple 1s would have been fun. Because as you know the Dwarf Fortress motto, Losing is Fun.
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>>5658574
That went much better than expected, harrowing rolls notwithstanding.
>>Decline the drink, you still have work to do. The fourth assassin is still out there.
As appealing as the offer is, it would be doing a disservice to ourselves and our host. And we probably should include
>checking on the prisoners
depending on how confident we are in their current safety.
Maybe one toast/glass out of courtesy before we go, at most.
>>5658574
>Losing is Fun.
so it goes, but only because you can embark with another party to try better the next time
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>>5658574
>Decline the drink, you still have work to do. The fourth assassin is still out there.
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>>5658574
>Drink for this, Blackmoore seemed quite content and easily approachable now. Maybe you could get something else out of this?
still curious about annabel, the new servant girl
now seems like a good chance to find out more about her
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>>5658574
>>Drink for this, Blackmoore seemed quite content and easily approachable now. Maybe you could get something else out of this?
we must drink. out of respect to even consider this and to solidify our alliance between us.
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>>5658579
>Losing is Fun.
Implying I don't have plans for the case of Alric kicking the bucket.
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>>5658574
>Drink for this, Blackmoore seemed quite content and easily approachable now. Maybe you could get something else out of this?
glug glug
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Guys, are we really gonna go binge drinking with the assassin still around and with us baiting him?
I don't think "maybe you could get something out of this" means a courtesy drink and goodbye...
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>>5658574
I think I'd like to have a courtesy drink, ask about Annabelle and then ultimately go work on the assassin issue.
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>>5658674
No. We WILL grow old and have 5 children. We WILL Reconstruct Alterac.
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>>5658674
>>5658727
>>5658782
Alric will marry the love of his life Calia and have 8 kids then bring his heir into rulership then die of natural causes. All of this after leading his people to victory in a time of crisis and forming the Alteraci-Lordaeronian Commonwealth.

This statement has been fact-checked by true Alteraci patriots.™
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“How could I say no to a drink?” You asked Blackmoore.

“That’s the right choice!” Blackmoore said back as he walked past you and beckoned you to follow him.

With his study being right next to Langston’s office, you quickly entered it leaving your knights guarding the door.

Blackmoore reached into his liquor cabinet and took out an unopened bottle and pair of glasses.

“Alteraci Brandy, I know you like this stuff.” Blackmoore said and poured you a glass.

“It feels like everywhere I go Alteraci Brandy could be found, even though I know a proper Alteraci Brandy hasn’t been made since the fall of Alterac.” You told Blackmoore and took the glass before sitting down on one of the couches with Blackmoore deciding to sit opposite of you on another.

“Such a shame, it is a great drink.” He said back and looked deep into his own glass before raising it up. “To Alterac.”

“To Durnholde.” You said back.

“To Taretha.” Blackmoore replied.

“To Annabel.” You finished with a questioning look and took a sip.

“Oh, you have heard of her?” Blackmoore said back to you.

“You and Langston aren’t the only ones who dabble in rumours.” You said to him and gave him a smile.

“A smart move Prince Alric, you learn so much, but still so little with rumours. You have to see the truth first hand.” Blackmoore said to you as he walked past and opened the door. He asked your knights to find a servant to get you and him some cellar cold beer and something to eat.

“There we go. Now let's enjoy the brandy while the servants bring us what I asked for.” Blackmoore said and grinned.



The Alteraci Brandy definitely was genuine and the buzz you had gotten from the moonshine grew stronger as you enjoyed it. It was good stuff.

“What have you thought about doing next?” Blackmoore asked you.

“With spring comes the campaigning season, Strahnbrad Hills won’t conquer themselves alone.” You said back and this time you weren’t lying to him. The campaign wasn’t finished and everyone who had kept their ears open had learned that you had a job to finish.

“The men released from Durnholde are going to be useful then.” Blackmoore said back.

“Yes they will be.” You answered. With the deal with Durnholde ending, you would have twenty more soldiers at hand. Twenty more mouths to feed, clothe and arm.

You sipped the brandy as there was a knock on the door before it was opened. A pair of servants, a man and a woman, stepped in carrying a tray of food and a keg of beer which they placed on the table in front of you. The man excused himself, but the young woman stayed.

Blackmoore motioned her to come closer to him before pulling her to sit on his lap and holding her by her waist.

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>>5658799

“This is Annabel.” Blackmoore said to you and then spoke to her. “This is Prince Alric Perenolde, please greet him.”

“Pleasure to meet you Prince Alric.” Annabel said and giggled as she looked at you.

You saw what Langston had meant by ‘having a certain assets’ and now you understood what he had meant by that.

Annabel had silk smooth black hair that blended with the black skirt, shirt and robe she was wearing. Her clothes put an emphasis on her figure that was alluring if you were to use that word. Her hips, buttocks and breasts were quite well defined for someone of her age. Only sixteen summers old and this beautiful?

You had seen some beautiful ladies before and she definitely was one of them.

“Nice to meet you Annabel.” You said to her. “You are a new servant here in Durnholde?”

“Yes Prince Alric.” Annabel said obediently and smiled. “I joined Durnholde last summer.”

“Serve us some beer.” Blackmoore said and gently pushed her off his lap and she did as told as she poured a glass of beer for Blackmoore and for you.

When she brought the glass to you, she bent down and presented the glass for you to take. There was also no mistake in her bending and presenting the open neck of her shirt. When she gave you the glass, she made sure that you saw everything she wanted you to see.

Annabel either was a really good courtesan turned into a gold digger or an exceptional assassin who used her looks to get close to her targets, and now your vote would be with the former. It was painfully obvious to see why Langston and Blackmoore had fallen to her.

“Thank you Annabel.” You said as you took the glass of beer from her and gently placed it on the table as you still had the brandy to finish.

“Annabel is a very good servant as you can see.” Blackmoore said to you. “Annabel my dear, come here.”

Annabel did as told and she walked back to Blackmoore who pulled her back to sit on his lap. Annabel could only giggle as Blackmoore held her by her waist.

You finished your brandy and took the glass of beer, this had turned to be a bit more than just a celebratory drink or two. Not just a courtesy drink.

“Drink Prince Alric, the assassin isn’t going anywhere.” Blackmoore said to you. “To be honest after not having the prisoners hang, I don’t think we will end up catching the assassin.”

“We don’t know that.” You said back to him.

“We don’t, but how likely is it?” Blackmoore asked back.

Blackmoore was right, what leads did you have? None! Now just your message nailed on the mess hall door was your plan and if that doesn’t work, what will you do? You were running out of time to find the assassin, if they even existed in the first place.

You took a sip of the beer and watched as Annabel giggled on Blackmoore’s lap as his hand gently rubbed her side.

“So Prince Alric, what do you think of Annabel?” Blackmoore asked you. “Isn’t she quite pleasant?”

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>>5658800

What did you think of her? Well she was certainly beautiful. Her form was alluring, her face was cute. It would be a lie to say that she wasn't beautiful. But the question probably was, what does Blackmoore want to hear? Is he expecting normal compliments as he presents his latest concubine, or does he think that praising here more than required is the way to go? After all you have the rumours and supposed reputation as a lady killer circling around you. Maybe the right thing is to play towards that? But do you want to feed the rumours even more than before?

Then there was the question of do you think that you could get more out of Blackmoore? He is certainly expecting you to drink with him as he has resigned to the fate of not finding the fourth assassin. Maybe if you were to drink with him you could get him to open? Maybe you could get more than just Taretha out of him? But on other hand you still had a lot to do, maybe keeping drinking with him wouldn't be the right choice.


>Praise Blackmoore for finding Annabel. She is quite pleasant and servants like her don’t exactly grow on trees.
>Tell Blackmoore that Annabel is quite beautiful. Praise her a bit more than maybe it is necessary.
>Compliment Blackmoore for finding Annabel and thank him for meeting her. Be modest and don’t praise her too much.
>Other, write in.

>Keep drinking with Blackmoore, you think that he requires more warming up for further talks.
>Finish the beer and excuse yourself from further drinking, you still have plenty of other things to do.

QM: Please vote on both.
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>>5658808
>Compliment Blackmoore for finding Annabel and thank him for meeting her. Be modest and don’t praise her too much.
>Finish the beer and excuse yourself from further drinking, you still have plenty of other things to do.
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>>5658808
>Praise Blackmoore for finding Annabel. She is quite pleasant and servants like her don’t exactly grow on trees.
>Finish the beer and excuse yourself from further drinking, you still have plenty of other things to do.
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>>5658808
>Compliment Blackmoore for finding Annabel and thank him for meeting her. Be modest and don’t praise her too much.
>Finish the beer and excuse yourself from further drinking, you still have plenty of other things to do.
Jobs done.
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>>5658808
>Compliment Blackmoore for finding Annabel and thank him for meeting her. Be modest and don’t praise her too much.
>Finish the beer and excuse yourself from further drinking, you still have plenty of other things to do
good
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>>5658808
>>Compliment Blackmoore for finding Annabel and thank him for meeting her. Be modest and don’t praise her too much.
I'd like to give honest assessment that she's a pretty girl without coming across like suggesting we want to deepen our relationship as, I believe the term to be "tunnel buddies"? beyond what he already assumes to be the case.

>Finish the beer and excuse yourself from further drinking, you still have plenty of other things to do.
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>>5658808
>Compliment Blackmoore for finding Annabel and thank him for meeting her. Be modest and don’t praise her too much.
>Finish the beer and excuse yourself from further drinking, you still have plenty of other things to do.
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Compliments and finish the beer. Give me an yet another roll.


>1d10
>Best of three, taking the second roll
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Rolled 6 (1d10)

>>5659291
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Rolled 7 (1d10)

>>5659291
nat 1
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Rolled 6 (1d10)

>>5659291
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>7
>7

"You have done a good job in finding her. Servant's like her can't be found everywhere." You told him and nodded in agreement.

"It is good that you like her, shame that you couldn't be here for longer, I would love to get the two of you to know each other better." Blackmoore said with a grin. "She is a smart girl behind her beauty."

"Oh, there is no need for such words Lord Blackmoore." Annabel said and giggled, she seemed to enjoy the compliments. "It is such a shame that we couldn't spend more time together Prince Alric. The other servants speak highly of you."

"We all have our duties." You said and sipped the beer. "And mine are in Alterac."

Annabel nodded in agreement.

"Annabel, go sit with Prince Alric." Blackmoore said and allowed her to move first before he stood up. "I need to go and fetch something."

"I hope it isn't more spirits or brandy." You said back to Blackmoore who waved your concerns away with his hand.

"It is not." Blackmoore said. "In fact it is something better."

Blackmoore walked and opened a door you hadn't seen to be used before. You knew that there was a tower next to the study and your current bedroom. Blackmoore had something to fetch from there?

Annabel meanwhile walked and sat right next to you before wrapping her hands around your left arm and leaning to your side. You gave her a curious glance as you sipped the beer and you could smell the fine fragrance she used.

"I have heard rumours about you Prince Alric. That you have bested many foes with your sword." Annabel said to you.

The innuendo in her words was blatantly easy to understand. Was she now trying to seduce and ensnare you as well? She probably was and if this was the way she had approached Langston and Blackmoore, you could easily see why both of them had fallen for her.

"Rumours are sometimes just rumours." You said to her. Your current state of buzz made it a bit hard for you to concentrate and you allowed your eyes to wander a bit accidentally. Annabel of course noticed that.

"Do you like what you see?" Annabel said with a playful tone in her voice as she carefully allowed her robe to slip off her shoulders and she pulled her shirt slightly more open for you to see her bosom.

Alric, you need to keep yourself together. You aren't here to be seduced by a courtesan turned into Blackmoore’s latest mistress. Sure she was an alluring lady, but not now. This isn't the place or time for this.

You put the nearly finished glass of beer down and gently removed yourself off her before standing up.

"Annabel, you are a fine, beautiful looking lady, but there are more concerning things going on in here than just dilly dallying together." You said to her and pulled her robe back over her shoulders.

"Oh thank you for the kind words Prince Alric." Annabel said. You could see that she was maybe a bit disappointed that you wouldn't take her bait. "The rumours also tell us that you are a kind and considerate person, I can see that now."

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>>5659358

You answered with a gentle smile and a nod. When you did that, Annabel put her hand on your shoulder and leaned closer to say something to you.

"Prince Alric, if you want and have the time… we could do some dilly dallying together." Annabel whispered to you.

At that moment the door to the study was opened and Langston stepped in. When he saw Annabel leaning closer to you, he paused momentarily. It was plain obvious how this would look like.

"Prince Alric… Annabel…" Langston said before collecting himself together as Annabel moved away from you. "Prince Alric, I checked the traders and burghers again and I found nothing out of the ordinary. I even talked with a few of them."

"Thank you Langston." You said and finished the beer. "Shame that you didn't find anything."

"Well we didn't expect that I would find anything." Langston said as he was still looking at you and Annabel who stood next to you.

"Annabel, would you mind to leave us?" You asked the courtesan.

Annabel did a deep curtsy before she spoke with the same playful tone and giggled.

"It was my pleasure to meet you Prince Alric."

She walked past Langston and left the study. Langston meanwhile walked past you and poured a glass of beer for himself.

"What I was saying… ahh yes, any news regarding your message?" Langston asked, he still seemed a bit taken back after having seen that.

And that didn't really surprise you. Langston had scouted Annabel and knowing him probably with a goal of bedding her and making her his mistress. But things didn't go as planned and now she was with Blackmoore. And now he saw her approaching you.

"Nothing, nothing yet." You said and brushed your hair with your hand. "We just need to wait and see."

"Hmmm, you are right. But where is Lord Blackmoore, I heard that you were with him?" Langston asked you.

"He went to fetch something, I don’t know what." You said and pointed at the door where Blackmoore had gone.

"I see." Langston said and kept looking at you. "What were you doing with Annabel?"

There was a hint of accusation in his voice. Was he really that peeved about what he had seen?

"What do you mean?" You asked him.

"I saw her leaning closer to you. Don't play coy with me Prince Alric, I know what I saw." Langston said back.

There definitely were accusations in the tone of his voice. Was he really thinking that you were now chasing Annabel? That now it was you who was taking the girl he had scouted? What a gigantic pain in the ass. Langston probably thinks that you took Taretha away from him as well, which to be honest is true and he didn't know about that yet, as he did fancy her a bit.

Oh bother, this is getting ridiculous and now you are getting annoyed. What the hell is Langston thinking?

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>>5659360


>Set the record straight. Tell Langston what happened and make it clear that you aren’t chasing Annabel. Be polite above all.
>Explain to Langston that whatever plans he had with Annabel didn't go awry because of him. Tell him how Annabel had made the advance towards you.
>Tell him the news about Taretha. She will be coming to Alterac with you. Langston probably needs to know.
>Tell Langston that it isn't his business and that you don't like the tone of his voice.
>So what, if Langston wants to believe that you and Annabel are going to be a thing, then so be it.
>Other, write in.

QM: A background roll and a roll to see who came through the door.
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>>5659362
>Set the record straight. Tell Langston what happened and make it clear that you aren’t chasing Annabel. Be polite above all.
>Tell him the news about Taretha. She will be coming to Alterac with you. Langston probably needs to know.
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>>5659362
seconding >>5659377

I feel sort of bad for Langston, despicable as he is. Wonder if it would be possible to straighten his spine out a bit. Perhaps if he's successful with or while courting.

For now, though, let's take a breath and calm ourselves, we do have ongoing situation that is still dangerous...
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>>5659362
>>Set the record straight. Tell Langston what happened and make it clear that you aren’t chasing Annabel. Be polite above all.
>Tell him the news about Taretha. She will be coming to Alterac with you. Langston probably needs to know.
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>>5659362
Kinda annoyed, but no point burning bridges over a misunderstanding.
>Set the record straight. Tell Langston what happened and make it clear that you aren’t chasing Annabel. Be polite above all.
>Tell him the news about Taretha. She will be coming to Alterac with you. Langston probably needs to know.
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>>5659362
>>Set the record straight. Tell Langston what happened and make it clear that you aren’t chasing Annabel. Be polite above all.
>>Tell him the news about Taretha. She will be coming to Alterac with you. Langston probably needs to know.
.........
Alric face right now :
(>_>)
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Unanimous vote yet again. Being straight with him wins. Give me an yet another background roll.


>1d10
>Best of three
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Rolled 8 (1d10)

>>5660236
We gotta have faith in our friends
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Rolled 10 (1d10)

>>5660236
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Rolled 8 (1d10)

>>5660236

>>5660260
based
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Uh oh, you got a 10. Due to that could I have yet another set of rolls for things in the background.


>1d10
>Best of three, taking the second roll.
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Rolled 2 (1d10)

>>5660300
I really hope that roll was not FOR the assassin or something unpleasant like that.
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Rolled 3 (1d10)

>>5660300
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Rolled 1 (1d10)

>>5660300
I have a bad feeling about this
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>>5660356
kek
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>10
>3
>3


You pinched the bridge of your nose and closed your eyes. You really didn’t want to deal with this right now, but it was better to set the records straight immediately.

"Karramyn, nothing has happened between me and her. Blackmoore and I were talking and Annabel brought us food and drink." You told him and sighed. "When Blackmoore left to fetch whatever he was looking for, he asked her to sit with me."

Langston listened to your words without saying anything back.

"Annabel was the one who tried to make the advance and I declined them. I have no interest in chasing her or doing anything with her." You continued speaking. "And now after seeing her, I understand your words, how you described her."

"I see…" Langston said. "Well, I am sorry, I shouldn't have jumped into a conclusion."

"No problem, I know how it looked." You said back to him in an assuring voice.

"Thanks, sorry about that." Langston said and drank his beer. "But why were you drinking?"

"I went to talk with him and he wanted to share a drink with me." You told Langston. "I also asked him if I could bring Taretha and her family to Alterac."

You dropped that bombshell to Langston and he nearly spit out his drink.

"You did what? Lord Blackmoore agreed?" Langston asked in a surprise.

"He did." You said.

Langston seemed to think what to say for a moment.

"Light be damned, I didn’t expect that to happen." Langston said and shrugged. "Blackmoore really… took care of her."

"I would imagine that Annabel might play a part in this." You said to Langston.

At that moment the door opened and Blackmoore stepped back into the study.

"Annabel plays part in what?" Blackmoore asked the two of you. "And where is she?"

"When Langston arrived I asked her to leave, nothing more." You said back.

"Nevermind her." Blackmoore said and put several scrolls on the table and opened one of them. "Here, look at this."

"It is the map of Durnholde." You said back and looked at the man that clearly was quite old. Not everything matched with the current day.

"Old map depicting the eastern border of the Kingdom of Alterac." Blackmoore said to you. "Durnholde Keep was once part of Alteracs defences against Stromgarde."

"I know that, Alliance for all purposes annexed these lands after the war." You said back.

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>>5660407

It had been a murky annexation with Stromgarde wanting the land for themselves, but King Terenas had stamped his foot down and declared that Durnholde should be the centre of the Internment Camps. There were still some questions regarding the legality of the annexation due to the rest of the Alterac still having been left unannexed. Maybe you could call Alliance the caretakers of Durnholde, Strahnbrad and the old King's Road.

You noticed Langston's face turn pale as colour left it.

"Lord Blackmoore, you have something else than just the map, don't you?" You asked the now somewhat drunk, but still highly functional Blackmoore.

He took out another scroll and gave it to you.

"Lord Blackmoore, is that wise?" Langston asked him.

"Shut up Langston." Blackmoore said. "Prince Alric, please open the scroll."

You did as told and started reading the old parchment. And you couldn’t believe what it was.

It was the claim of Durnholde by the Kingdom of Alterac. It told the history of the claim by your ancestors and the King's that followed them till near the present day. It described the landmarks, borders and people living there who would be under Alteraci jurisdiction and protection.

A more recent addition to it told you that whoever ruled the lands from Durnholde Keep answered to Alterac and was the representative of the King ruling in Alterac City.

You had to read the parchment twice because you couldn't believe this. You couldn't believe this at all. This paper was a proof of Alteraci ownership of Durnholde. A strong claim to the region for your family. There most likely was a copy in Alterac City, but who knows in what shape the archives are after all these years. So knowing that this claim exists, it would be a hugely powerful tool for whoever has it. Especially as there are parties other than you who would want it, if only to prevent it from being in the hands of your family.

"Why are you showing this to me?" You asked Blackmoore.

"Not only to show you, but to give it to you Prince Alric." Blackmoore said and grinned.

WHAT?!


>Ask Blackmoore to explain himself immediately. Why does he want to give it to you?
>You can't take it, if news got out that you have a legal claim to Durnholde, your enemies in Alliance could use it as an example of your ambition and how power-hungry you are.
>Blackmoore is the ruler of Durnholde Keep, so technically according to this he is an underling of your family. Is his intent to declare fealty to you?
>Alliance and especially Stromgarde most likely don't want this parchment to exist. Does Blackmoore think that it is in danger here?
>Other, write in

QM: In the background things keep happening...
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>>5660408
>Blackmoore is the ruler of Durnholde Keep, so technically according to this he is an underling of your family. Is his intent to declare fealty to you?
It could be useful once we get the city but not for now
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>>5660408
>Ask Blackmoore to explain himself immediately. Why does he want to give it to you?
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>>5660408
>>Alliance and especially Stromgarde most likely don't want this parchment to exist. Does Blackmoore think that it is in danger here?

Wew lad.

Well, situation being what it is, we are probably not going to be in position to act on this document, however that would work and amidst whatever kind of intrigue.
Because it means not just claim, but a committment as well. Especially with all the orcs.

We should reiterate that "Alterac stands", and we are resolved to ensure her people have safe and prosperous home.

But still, this document needs to be kept safe, it may play a crucial role in the future.
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btw the paper could also be valuable in, idk, advocating our legitimacy over our siblings.
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>>5660408
>>Alliance and especially Stromgarde most likely don't want this parchment to exist. Does Blackmoore think that it is in danger here?
....yes, i accept this gift.
Put it in our own clothing ASAP, i am cutting heads for keeping this paper in our hands. This returns with us back to Dawnholme, we will use it in the future of course not now.
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>>5660408
>Ask Blackmoore to explain himself immediately. Why does he want to give it to you?
>Alliance and especially Stromgarde most likely don't want this parchment to exist. Does Blackmoore think that it is in danger here?
Hon Hon Hon Hon.
Excellent not like we have to act on this immediatly but we definetly should keep this.
But we should ask for blackmoores intent with this.
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>>5660408
>Ask Blackmoore to explain himself immediately. Why does he want to give it to you?
>Alliance and especially Stromgarde most likely don't want this parchment to exist. Does Blackmoore think that it is in danger here?
What the fuck? Is this actually Blackmoore? Not the spy impersonating him?
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>>5660408
>Blackmoore is the ruler of Durnholde Keep, so technically according to this he is an underling of your family. Is his intent to declare fealty to you?
>Alliance and especially Stromgarde most likely don't want this parchment to exist. Does Blackmoore think that it is in danger here?
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You immediately took the map from the table and folded it along with the claim before putting them inside your jacket.

"Why?" You asked with a firm voice. "Explain yourself immediately."

"I have realised how easily I could be replaced and whoever replaces me would be an Alliance lapdog or even worse from Stromgarde." Blackmoore told you. "Either of those two would be bad news for you as well."

"Continue." You said back.

"Prince Alric, I am the best neighbour you can have. Whoever could replace me wouldn't be as useful to you as I am." Blackmoore said to you and took a few steps away from you as he looked at his study. "Don't get me wrong, without the Alliance I wouldn’t have all this, they have been good to me. But I am thinking long term, I know I have enemies who would want me gone."

"So you gave me the claim because it is insurance for you?" You asked him.

"Yes, with that claim you can declare these lands yours. The Alliance loves their bureaucracy and laws, you saw how Commodore Troubridge used it to your advantage, so they would have to verify your claim." Blackmoore explained to you. "And then because that claim is legitimate, they would either have to honour it or face far ranging issues because mark my words the nobles can be petty assholes when it comes to their neighbours lands. The moment the Alliance nullifies your claim, there is going to be a line around the Capital City full of nobles asking for their neighbours' claims over their lands to be nullified as well."

You weren't sure if that would happen, but you somewhat saw his point. Alliance and Lordaeron can't allow a precedent to happen, that is why King Terenas didn't want to split Alterac amongst her conquerors.

"You do understand I don't have to do any of this? I am not required to act if they want to remove you Lord Blackmoore." You said back to him.

"Of course Prince Alric, but you aren’t going to have a better neighbour than I am." Blackmoore answered.

So that was his reason, insurance in case the Alliance wanted to remove him. At that point you would reveal the existence of your claim that would throw the region into a bureaucratic mess that would protect Blackmoore at least for a moment. And as sad as it was, he was probably right. Blackmoore even if he was a disgusting, detestable person, cooperation with him had been useful to you. Further cooperation could help you even more.

"Is this your intent to declare your fealty to me?" You asked him. "I am the second heir of Alterac and I have a stronger, better supported claim to the throne than my brother has."

"But you aren’t the King nor do you rule from Alterac City." Blackmoore said back. "Prince Alric, I have read through the claim carefully, I know what is in it."

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>>5660684

He wouldn't bend the knee, not now, maybe only if his position was threatened. Even then you wouldn't need to accept it, you could just throw him out of Durnholde Keep if required. Did he take into account that what if you want him gone and replaced by someone else who is more competent and knows how to act like a decent human being?

"You are putting a lot of trust in me Lord Blackmoore to help you if you ever get ousted." You said. "You do understand that you just gave me a lot of leverage over you."

"You can't be sure that my successor is as helpful and cooperative as I am." Blackmoore said back and continued. "And I am sure that you would make the right choice."

So that was it, nothing more? He gave you this claim just to protect his own position if he was ever attempted to be removed. And at the same time he gave you a huge leverage over this whole region and himself as well. All based on trust that you would do the right thing and help him, if that day ever comes. It did feel flimsy to you, but Blackmoore feels more threatened than you think he is.

"Do you believe that this claim is in danger?" You asked.

"Yes, if others were to learn about it. But only three of us know that it exists." Blackmoore told you. "We found it here in this Keep. It was hidden under the wooden floor in this very room by the previous ruler of this place."

"Then I will keep it hidden." You said.

"Good, safeguard it well." Blackmoore said with a grin. "Prince Alric, we don't like each other, it is easy to see, but we can still cooperate together and build a better future for Alterac and for Durnholde."

You didn’t say anything back to him and instead let him speak.

"When I said that I respect you, I did mean it. And when I said that we are alike, I did mean it." Blackmoore told you. "So how is it, are we in this together, partner?"

Blackmoore extended his hand for a handshake. It was clear that he expected you to shake it.


>Decline, you have no reason or requirement to shake his hand.
>Demand that he declares his fealty to you, only then you will shake his hand.
>Shake his hand, tell him that you are willing to help him if he needs help.
>Shake his hand, thank him for this great gift.
>Shake his hand, promise him that cooperation between Alterac and Durnholde will make both of them prosper.
>Other, write in.
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>>5660685
>Shake his hand, promise him that cooperation between Alterac and Durnholde will make both of them prosper.
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>>5660685
>Shake his hand, thank him for this great gift.
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>>5657246
Yes, but we could then start building patterns and remembering faces. We can possibly "notice" something, since we don't even have a vague idea of who to try and pay attention to, so it would be a start.

It could also help if we saw that person leave with some of the nobles, after all that is likely the time when the assassin will leave the place and the last chance to truly catch them.
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>>5658788
Trust The Plan.

-A
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>>5660685
>Shake his hand, tell him that you are willing to help him if he needs help.
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>>5660685
>Shake his hand, promise him that cooperation between Alterac and Durnholde will make both of them prosper.
>Other, write in.
If we ever needed to make the claims public I would likely need you to swear fealty to me as well.
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>>5660685
>>Shake his hand, promise him that cooperation between Alterac and Durnholde will make both of them prosper.
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>>5660685
>Shake his hand, promise him that cooperation between Alterac and Durnholde will make both of them prosper.
This is meta, but I just realised that Annabel has black hair, unnatural beauty, is apparently smart, and has slithered her way close to Blackmoore... surely not black dragonflight... right?
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>>5660685
>Shake his hand, promise him that cooperation between Alterac and Durnholde will make both of them prosper.
I don’t much like committing ourselves to Blackmoore personally, but in fairness his deals with us have been forthright. As long as this will be the case he can expect us not to stab him in the back.

I suspect we will see our commitment tested by orc before long. Luckily we do have an ace up our sleeve for that right now.
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>>5660685
>Shake his hand, promise him that cooperation between Alterac and Durnholde will make both of them prosper.
>Other, write in.
If we ever needed to make the claims public I would likely need you to swear fealty to me as well.
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Cooperation. Give me yet another background roll for events out of your knowledge. Stats and Social pastebin updated with a few minor bits.


>1d10
>Best of three, taking the second roll.
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Rolled 2 (1d10)

>>5661115
A good roll here would either be great or catastrophic to us.
It's probably the latter since I'm assuming that the background character is the fourth assassin working against us.
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Rolled 5 (1d10)

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Rolled 7 (1d10)

>>5661115
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>7
>5

You let Blackmoore wait for a couple seconds before giving him an assuring smile and shaking his hand.

"To future cooperation Lord Blackmoore." You said.

"Future cooperation." Blackmoore repeated your words. "Shall we drink to this?"

"I will have to pass this time, day drinking could be fun, but we do have more pressing concerns." You said back to him.

"You are right, then I will let you go." Blackmoore said to you. "Langston please stay, I need to talk with you."

"Yes Lord Blackmoore." Langston said and nodded before speaking to you. "Prince Alric, I hope you have a plan, because I think we are going to run out of time."

Yes… your plan... you really don't have a plan other than waiting and seeing what could happen.


Gained:
>Claim of Durnholde



Three of your knights and Malevus were waiting outside the study for you with Sir Gravis being with Lady Edith and Hilde.

"Prince Alric, have you been drinking?" Malevus asked you. She had washed her hair and face and seemed quite refreshed compared to you who had been up and running from very early and still had the buzz from the drinks with Blackmoore.

"Yesh… I've been drinking with Blackmoore." You said with a jest and laughed. "Just a couple, he wanted to celebrate our cooperation and I couldn't say no."

"Remember to drink water Prince Alric." Malevus said back with a smile.

"Thank you, I will keep that in mind." You answered. Your dutiful squire making sure that you remember to stay hydrated.

"What will we do next? Sir Gravis told me what was going on." Malevus asked you.

Yes, what will you do next? You guessed that you could just wait and see if something was to happen, but maybe you could do something productive?


>Go check your prisoners. Their guards should have been already informed, but better to double check.
>Find Taretha and tell her the news of her release from the service. She and her family are coming to Alterac with you.
>Maybe now is the time to talk with Lady Jandice about Strahnbrad Hills.
>Find Annabel, she is a courtesan who knows what she is doing, but there is something fishy about her.
>Ask Malevus what she thinks you should do now? Outside perspective could be useful here.
>Other, write in.
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>>5661178
>Ask Malevus what she thinks you should do now? Outside perspective could be useful here.
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>>5661178
>Find Taretha and tell her the news of her release from the service. She and her family are coming to Alterac with you.
>Go check your prisoners. Their guards should have been already informed, but better to double check.
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>>5661178
>Find Annabel, she is a courtesan who knows what she is doing, but there is something fishy about her.
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>>5661178
>>Ask Malevus what she thinks you should do now? Outside perspective could be useful here.
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>>5661178
>check on prisoners
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Two for Malevus, two for prisoners, one for Annabel and one for Taretha. I will ask for rolls in about 3 to 4 hours so could I have more votes and/or a tiebreaker before it.
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>>5661854
>>5661178
>Go check your prisoners. Their guards should have been already informed, but better to double check.
Pulse Check.
>Ask Malevus what she thinks you should do now? Outside perspective could be useful here.
Asking malevus shouldnt really take alot of time but if you want a tie breaker so bad just ignore malevus.
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>>5661912
Going to check the prisoners wins and asking Malevus what she is thinking. I wanted the tiebreaker due to both options being time consuming when done.

I will ask the roll now. Background events yet again.


>1d10
>Best of three, taking the second roll
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Rolled 8 (1d10)

>>5661919
1
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Rolled 3 (1d10)

>>5661919
4am bro making me do this lol.

8
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Rolled 10 (1d10)

>>5661919
sorrow overtakes me.
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>>5661957
Second set of rolls overtake you, because that roll was just what I have been waiting for!


>1d10
>Best of three
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Rolled 6 (1d10)

>>5661959
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Rolled 8 (1d10)

>>5661959
Ominous background noises intensify
But we shall not falter
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Rolled 3 (1d10)

>>5661959
uh oh.
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>10
>3
>8


There were more guards in the dungeon than before. Pair standing at the door, then three more in the 'office' and two more standing by the cell doors. The only occupants currently in the cells were just Sahvan and Pai.

One of the guards who was acting as the superior to the rest of them spoke with you briefly. The prisoners were both secure and alive with Pai still unconscious. The doctor who had saved her life had come and visited her to check and change the bandages. According to him if Pai isn't moved too much, a strong fit woman like her should survive her wounds.

That was good to hear. All the negotiations, talking and voting would have been half-useless if Pai was dying, because you wanted to know what she knows.

You didn’t need to go into her cell, instead looked through a small barred window and saw her lying motionless on a bed. She was alive as you saw how the blanket that covered her moved as she breathed. There was no point in attempting to wake her up and tell her the news, but Sahvan should know about them.

"I have good news for you Sahvan." You said to the man as you stepped into his cell.

"Prince Perenolde, what is it? Are we safe?" Sahvan asked you while sitting on the floor.

"Yes, the two of you will be transported to Alterac." You said to the assassin. "You are still going to be put into a cell, do not think that you are a free man."

"Thank you Prince Perenolde, thank you." Sahvan said to you as he shifted to be on his knees and bowed deep enough to hit his head on the sand floor. "I don't know how I can repay you for this."

"First of all by telling everything you know, even the smallest details to my scribe. I want everything recorded." You told him.

"I will tell the scribe everything I know." Sahvan said and continued to bow.

"Good, that is the first step…" You started to say as an explosion rang out outside the cell and dungeons.

You immediately turned around and went for the door. Opening it you saw a scene of carnage. Something had blown the door to the dungeon into pieces and killed the two guards standing by it. The guards who had been in the office had been thrown around and were collecting themselves and pushing each other back up.

1/2
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>>5662053

"Protect the Prince!" Empleton the knight shouted as he, Joe and Thomas formed a wall between you and where the explosion happened. Malevus meanwhile was behind you in front of the old cell Thrall had once inhabited.

Suddenly there was an explosion of smoke at the door. The smoke filled that part of the dungeon quickly and engulfed the guards in the office.

There were sounds of combat that were over in an instant. The two remaining guards backed up and joined your knights in front of you as you drew the Cinder Sword. The grey blade shed a few embers as you moved it around.

You cursed yourself for not wearing your full armour. You had thought that it would be too cumbersome to wear through daily tasks and opted for only the arming jacket and trousers. Though you had your leather jacket and the robe over them for some extra protection.

There was silence in the dungeon. To the left of you was the cell where Sahvan was, to your right where Pai was. The assassin either was here for them or he had arrived to get you.

Suddenly something flew at your knights from the cover of smoke and a loud bang and light blinded and deafened you. A flash bomb! Your mind raced into conclusion as your eyes tried to recover and you couldn’t hear anything other than ringing.

Another bomb flew from the cover of smoke and landed on the feet of one of the two remaining guards. Different coloured smoke came out of it and the guard started to cough immediately.

"Cover your faces!" You shouted and we're quite certain that no one could actually hear you as you reached down into your pockets and took out the orange bandana you had taken from Sahvan.

It would be better than nothing as your ears still rang like hell and now your eyes started to water as the smoke got to them.

Then you were faced by your assailant. Or assailants would be the correct term. Four men all wearing identical black clothes, robes and headgear with goggles came running out of the smoke. They all had their orange bandanas and they carried two short swords.

In an instant the one in front of them had disarmed the disoriented and coughing Joe before kicking him against the well, as the three remaining engaged Empleton, Thomas and the guards. You locked eyes with the one who had disarmed Joe and as soon as you did it, he disappeared.

As quickly as you could, you turned around and brought the Cinder Sword up just in the right moment before the assassin would have cut you down. The Cinder Sword grinned and shed embers as it touched one of the assassin's blades.

With a quick push you made yourself some distance between you and him.

2/3
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>>5662054

Two short swords was something you hadn't trained against too much, but the man must be very lightly armoured. One well placed cut should bring him down.

But the issue was that you still couldn't hear shit, your eyes were irritated from the smoke and flash and the bandana couldn't completely prevent you from inhaling the smoke. You felt your mouth and lungs burn and you knew that you were in disadvantage at least momentarily. Malevus was on the ground as she had nothing really to protect herself from the irritating smoke, and her elven sight and hearing probably made the flash bomb even worse for her.


>Fight defensively and avoid getting hit. Your goal is to survive and stay in one piece.
>Slow the fight down and purposely attempt to buy some time. You know your knights can handle their opponents.
>You need to finish this fight fast. Longer it goes, the more likely you are to get wounded or worse.
>The assassin doesn't expect this, attempt to grapple and disarm him.
>Other, write in.
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>>5662055
>Fight defensively and avoid getting hit. Your goal is to survive and stay in one piece.
Do we need to add to our votes to always wear our full armor?
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>>5662055
>>Fight defensively and avoid getting hit. Your goal is to survive and stay in one piece.
Well the last ones revealed themselves

>>5662057
I think we decided to go like this for, avoid to spread too much panic among the feast participants. We weren't always in armor.
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>>5662081
Oh yeah, that's right.
I had forgotten about that.
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>>5662055
>put on the Robe of Obfuscation
You need to finish this fight fast. Longer it goes, the more likely you are to get wounded or worse. Use the robe's properties to give us an opening, can't defend against something they can't perceive.
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>>5662130
The robe only works if people don't know that you are there. In this case the assassin knows that are there and even if you were to properly wrap the robe around you, it wouldn't do anything to hide your presence.

I forgot to include that bit in the pastebin, but it was explained in the previous thread.
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>>5662055
>Fight defensively and avoid getting hit. Your goal is to survive and stay in one piece.
Learn hes moves first how he fights before we commit.
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>>5662055
Fight defensively, but don't let them disengage in case they decide to focus on our men (or woman) instead.

Fuck, they are out in force today. Was it just our message that provoked them into action?
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Fighting defensively wins.


>3d10, best of three
>DC 16, Crit 28
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Rolled 10, 9, 6 = 25 (3d10)

>>5662196
Light please
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>>5662196
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Rolled 1, 9, 2 = 12 (3d10)

>>5662196
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Rolled 4, 5, 6 = 15 (3d10)

>>5662196
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>25, Success


You placed the Cinder Sword between you and him and waited. The ringing in your ears was replaced with near silence as your eyes darted between the assassin's short swords and your hands were ready to react to the slightest move. The world grew awfully small, just you and him.

And you thought about this. You are Prince Alric Perenolde, one of the best young duelists in Lordaeron, and you weren't going to allow some upstart assassin wannabee to defeat you.

And then he moved and you moved in response. The short swords cut air in an attempt to cut you and you had your hands full of work to keep them away with your own. The dance continued for a couple moments before you found a chance for a quick riposte.

Though as you planned, you didn’t commit to the strike fully and allowed the assassin to block it. But now that the assassin was on defence and forced to react to you, it became easy to dictate where this fight was going. While as much as you wanted to take a risk and cut the assassin down, more importantly you wanted to stay in one piece.

So you went on offensive, your attempts to strike at the assassin were blocked and you countered a few good riposte attempts in return. Using the full length of your arms and the Cinder Sword, the assassin couldn't get close enough without taking a risk and you weren't sure if they were even ready to take it right now.

Another attempt by the assassin to get through you that you blocked easily and just as easily it blocked your riposte. You were really close at cutting the man as you pressed and pushed past the prone Malevus until the assassin suddenly lunged at you.

Not at you to kill you, but to distract you to get past you. One blade was aimed at your throat that you pushed away with your sword, but the second one was a wide slow slash towards your abdomen. It was very easy to avoid getting hit and in return your riposte was pushed away with both short swords as the assassin dashed past you.

You followed the man with your eyes and saw the remaining battle in the dungeon. The assassin who had fought you avoided your knights and the guards as he left the three other awfully similar assassins to continue their fights.

It did look like your knights didn't have much trouble keeping the assassins away, it was like the assassins weren't trying to kill them.

Strange.

But you had to make the choice, do you chase the assassin who had attacked you, or do you stay here to secure the prisoners and help your knights?


>Chase the assassin, you want to catch him for questioning or if that fails to kill him.
>Help the knights to win this fight as quickly as possible. You want the dungeon secured.
>Check on Malevus and be ready for any further tricks. Your and prisoners safety is paramount.
>Other, write in.

QM: Those last two rolls were bit worrisome, but thankfully the first roll did happen.
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>>5662295
>Chase the assassin, you want to catch him for questioning or if that fails to kill him.
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>>5662295
interesting, are the others illusions or something
>Chase the assassin, you want to catch him for questioning or if that fails to kill him.
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>>5662295
>Help the knights to win this fight as quickly as possible. You want the dungeon secured.
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>>5662295
Praise the light.
Well, as tempting as it is to go after the assassin, can we really afford to leave our people behind in pursuit that could lead into a trap?
>help the knights

Of course there is a question of what mayhem the assassin can do when out of sight, even though now we have more things to investigate like the explosives…
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>>5662295
>Check on Malevus and be ready for any further tricks. Your and prisoners safety is paramount.
I think that they're here to kill Pai, mostly.
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>>5662295
>Check on Malevus and be ready for any further tricks. Your and prisoners safety is paramount.
Why are Sahvan and Pai in seperate rooms anyway? Why is Alric not in his armor when I distinctly remember us voting to wear it after Sahvan tried to kill us?
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>>5662295
>>Check on Malevus and be ready for any further tricks. Your and prisoners safety is paramount.
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>>5662421
First one question is important, but I suppose we couldn't risk them killing each other, second was we did wear armor but later took it off to do the spy hunt.

>Chase the assassin, you want to catch him for questioning or if that fails to kill him.
We wanted to talk. Now is the time for us to talk.
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>>5662295
>Check on Malevus and be ready for any further tricks. Your and prisoners safety is paramount.
This is a bait and switch, fooling us to chase and quickly take out our prisoners.
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Checking Malevus and prisoners wins. Give me a roll for overall situation.


>1d10
>Best of three, taking second roll
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Rolled 9 (1d10)

>>5662714
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Rolled 4 (1d10)

>>5662714
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Rolled 5 (1d10)

>>5662714
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Uhmmmm
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>9
>4


It could be a trap to follow the assassin through the still lingering smoke and you couldn’t leave the dungeon before you were sure that the situation here was secure.

You saw how Thomas punched one of the assassins and then drove his sword through it. Instead of the body falling limp and dropping like a bag of wheat, it disappeared in a puff of blue smoke and electricity.

Magic! There had been something strange about them and now on a closer look you realised what. They were all identical with the assassin you had fought against. They were copies of him.

Now though knowing that they were just cheap imitations, you could move your attention towards Malevus who was still disoriented and coughing badly. Putting your sword away, you knelt by her side and helped her up against the wall.

"It is going to be fine." You said to her while knowing that she probably couldn't hear anything. More than your words, it was the assuring smile and pat on her shoulder that helped her.

You got a nod out of her as she continued coughing. You should probably find her some water, but that should wait as you stood up and looked into the cell where Pai was unconscious. She too was still breathing and the door seemed to have blocked most of the irritating gas from entering the cell.

Next you opened the door to Sahvan’s cell and as you saw him asking you what was going on, you immediately closed the door. He too was fine.

As this was going your knights defeated the last of the assassins who disappeared in a puff and crack.

"Are you alright Prince Alric?" Empleton asked you with a raised voice.

"Yeah, I just can't hear things properly yet." You said back. "What about you?"

"We are fine, Joe has a bruised ego, nothing more." Empleton said back.

"Malevus needs water, you know her hearing and eyes…" You said.

"I got you Prince Alric, but shouldn't we leave?" He asked you.

"At least out of this smoke." You said back to him and allowed the knights to move first as you went to go and pick up Malevus.

The three guards that were in the office had been killed as pools of blood had gathered beneath them. And the two guards at the door, well their funerals wouldn't be open casket.

"Prince Alric!" Langston came from the hallway running with his sword drawn. "What happened?"

"The fourth assassin happened." You said back to him. "He blew the door, killed the guards, I don’t know if he targeted the prisoners or me."

"Are you alright?" Langston asked you as he looked at you passing Malevus to one of the men who had followed him.

"He used a flash bomb and smoke that causes coughing." You told him and you pulled the orange Syndicate bandana that had protected your mouth down. "Can't hear shit, so pardon if I am shouting."

1/2
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>>5662870

"Are there any more wounded? Just your squire?" He continued.

"Only her, get her fresh air and water. She should be fine." You said back. "Now then did you see anyone while came here?"

"No, just a couple servant ladies running away in fear." Langston said and shook his head.

"No one in black clothes, robes and headgear?" You asked back.

"Just the servant ladies." Langston said.

Well Light be damned, the assassin hadn't been spotted by them. Maybe someone else had seen him?

"Prince Alric, what will we do next?" Langston asked you. You could see that he was glueless in what to do next.

You had now the proof that the fourth assassin actually existed and wasn't just a rumour or false intel given to Sahvan. You knew that he was in the Keep and unless they attempted to escape through the deep snow, they would have to stay here. Now just how hard will you start searching for him? If you go too hard, you could imagine that the guests or Lord Blackmoore wouldn't be that happy about it. Especially if you breach their privacy.


>Full lockdown of Durnholde Keep. Shakedown the whole place, search every single room, nook and cranny. Privacy and opinions be damned.
>Lock the gates, do not allow anyone to leave and have the guests stay in their rooms until you have gone through every single one of them.
>Mobilise the guards and have them stationed on the walls and other escape routes. You are fairly certain that the assassin tries to escape.
>Defer to Lord Blackmoore, his Keep means his rules.
>Other, write in.

QM: Roll was to see if your knights were fine and who came running to help you.
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>>5662872
>Defer to Lord Blackmoore, his Keep means his rules.
But propose this
>Full lockdown of Durnholde Keep. Shakedown the whole place, search every single room, nook and cranny. Privacy and opinions be damned.
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>>5662872
>glueless

>Defer to Lord Blackmoore, his Keep means his rules.
suggest
>Lock the gates, do not allow anyone to leave and have the guests stay in their rooms until you have gone through every single one of them.
It seems likely that the assassin or at least their clothes probably smell like blasting powder and other chemicals. Maybe we can incorporate that into our search. Bonus if Blackmoore has dogs that we can use. The dogs don't even have to be trained for something like that. We could use them like a bluff and try to get the assassin to react.
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>>5662872
>Lock the gates, do not allow anyone to leave and have the guests stay in their rooms until you have gone through every single one of them.

Also equip armor for both us and Malevus, we immediatly start searching when we are ready.
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>>5662891

>glueless :DDD

Goddamnit, sometimes stuff like that might slip in and it is always embarrassing. Another one that I have hoped to avoid is mixing guest with quest. Somehow I keep mixing them while writing, but I think I have managed to catch them before posting.
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>>5662872
>Defer to Lord Blackmoore, his Keep means his rules.
Also to add fucking assasin was using illusion magic to assault us he might have been one of the ''servant ladies'' who ran.
If thats true basically lockdown is pointless but it is something to keep in mind.
Also Medivh is there any other exits or did the assasin HAD to move by langston.
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>>5663025
Yes and no. The dungeon with the cells is in the deepest portion of Durnholde Keep with a few storage rooms. After the blown door to the dungeon, there is a short hallway where you are now in and after that a door from which you can either go left or right. Beyond that the Keep opens up and you can go basically everywhere.

So if Langston didn't bump into the assassin on his way to you, the assassin probably had slipped past him or went the other route.
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>>5663071
When i thought about it more lockdown isnt so pointless.
Still i dont change my vote.
If Blackmoore goes strict on this we need to get jandice along to search people for any illusion magic.
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>>5662872
>>Defer to Lord Blackmoore, his Keep means his rules.
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>>5662968
Well I guess we can figure out how he didn't get hurt and what he was trying to do before the ruckus.
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>>5663025
So how well can Lady Jandice detect another illusionist....?
Or do we start suspecting her?
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Defer to Lord Blackmoore, but prefer locking the gate and having everyone to stay in their rooms. Could I have a roll for Lady Jandice and other named characters. The update will come later.


>1d10
>Best of three
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Rolled 6 (1d10)

>>5663730
For justice!
For those unnamed guards!
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Rolled 2 (1d10)

>>5663730
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Rolled 10 (1d10)

>>5663730
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>>5663745
fuck yeah
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>>5663745
praise the dice gods
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“Have the guards be on standby and have them be prepared to lock the gates.” You told Langston. “ I will go and talk with Lord Blackmoore, this is after all his Keep.”

“I got you Prince Alric.” Langston said back.

“Good, and have guards stationed here. I don’t want the assassin trying their luck for a second time.” You continued.

“Understood.” Langston said.

You just nodded in response. You now had the proof that the fourth assassin existed and now maybe you could catch him.



>10


You entered the Blackmoore’s study to find it near empty, there was only one person waiting for you in there.

“Lady Jandice.” You greeted her as you threw off your robe and jacket before walking to open the door of your bedroom.

“Prince Alric, I can see that you are in one shape.” Jandice said back.

“Yeah, I am… can’t say the same for the guards.” You said as you started putting on Aurvan'kal piece by piece. Thankfully you had trained to do this alone and as fast as possible. “The fourth assassin used magic, just moved behind me in an instant and created these… illusions of himself.”

“Illusions? Tell me more?” Jandice asked you.

“They seemed like they didn’t fight with the goal of killing their opponents.” You told her as you put on the pieces. “And when they were defeated, they disappeared in a blueish smoke and electricity.”

You couldn’t see Jandice as you were in your room, but you could imagine her thinking really hard about what you just told her.

“Mirror Image, that is the name of the spell.” Jandice said back. “Needs a skilled archmage like myself to do it, but I didn’t feel anyone casting it.”

“So it wasn’t a mage?” You asked back.

“No, I would have felt him casting his magics. It must have been an item.”Jandice said and you could hear her sigh. “The proliferation of magic items has been a problem Dalaran has had for years.”

Not a mage, but a magic item user?

“Are you sure?” You asked her back.

“I am, after all, I am an archmage.” Jandice said back and you could hear the smugness in her voice.

A magic item user? That could explain some things. Like why Jandice hadn’t noticed the assassin before.

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>>5664258


As you put on your armour, you learned more from Jandice. The other spell that the assassin had used was most likely called Blink. A spell used to move yourself a short distance. Tremendously useful if you were an assassin or someone like it, and again a spell that had seen proliferation through magic item trade.

And as you talked, Jandice was joined by the others. Commodore Troubridge, Captain Alphonse and Lord Blackmoore were the ones to return to the study.

They had started to discuss the assassin and its attack as you walked out of your bedroom with your armour on and helmet under your arm.

“Lord Blackmoore.” You said and nodded to him. He had been told what had happened. “This is your Keep and you are its Lord, so I will defer to you what we shall do.”

Blackmoore looked at you and the few people that were in the room. He was more drunk than before, and clearly had continued his drinking.

“You do what you must Prince Alric.” Blackmoore sighed. “Just catch the fucker.”

You gave the clearly drunk Blackmoore a nod and turned back towards the officers and Jandice.

“Lock the gates and have all guests stay in their rooms.” You told them adamantly. “We are going to go through each and every one of them one by one.”

“I will inform the guests.” Troubridge said.

“Good, we have given the assassin a good head start. Let’s not give him any more time.” You told them. “Remember, the assassin used flash bombs. His clothes must smell like black powder. And he was slightly shorter than I am.”

You described him as well as you could to them. At least you had some leads compared to before.



Some guests had gathered at the mess hall while some had followed the orders to return to their rooms. Those who were in the mess hall were less enthusiastic to follow the orders of the guards, but you were sure that if persuaded enough, the guests would follow orders.


>Start investigating the rooms the guests use one by one. Interrogate those who you encounter.
>You are probably needed in the mess hall. Try to reassure the guests and see if the assassin is amongst them.
>You aren’t exactly needed in searching every individual room, follow the idea Malevus had and just make your presence known.
>Other, write in
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>>5664259
>You are probably needed in the mess hall. Try to reassure the guests and see if the assassin is amongst them.
Get Jandice to investigate the rooms. It was her that sensed the magic cloak afterall.
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>>5664259
>>Start investigating the rooms the guests use one by one. Interrogate those who you encounter.
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>>5664259
>You are probably needed in the mess hall. Try to reassure the guests and see if the assassin is amongst them.
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>>5664259
>>Start investigating the rooms the guests use one by one. Interrogate those who you encounter.
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>>5664259
>Start investigating the rooms the guests use one by one. Interrogate those who you encounter.
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>>5664259
Can we get a count of guests that are in attendance? And the staff as well. The assassin may try to slip away to avoid interrogation, and if they dont, they will want to dispose of their gear, possibly nearby. Are there furnaces around where they could do that? Kitchens, workshops?
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>>5664464
I can address that in the next update.

Also could I have a roll to see how the guests are handling the events.


>1d10
>Best of three, taking the second roll
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Rolled 6 (1d10)

>>5664627
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Rolled 9 (1d10)

>>5664627
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Rolled 8 (1d10)

>>5664627
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“We need to find the assassin, he is here and outside trying to escape into the snow, he has no choice, but to stay.” You said. “We will investigate every single room and interrogate every single guest, servant and guard here.”

“At least this time we have some clues.” Troubridge said and Alphonse nodded approvingly.

“Then let’s get to work.” You said back. “Commodore Troubridge, could you please go to the mess hall and deal with the guests there? The assassin used magic items so maybe me and Lady Jandice should start with the investigation proper.”

“That sounds like a plan Prince Alric.” Troubridge said.

“Good and when Langston returns from the dungeon, have him make sure that the guards are all up to date with what has happened. We do not want a single mistake from them.” You said.



>9
>9


The guests had returned to their rooms quite willingly after having heard the news and what was going to happen. They were surprisingly cooperative compared to earlier when they had been somewhat peeved about all this.

And now they had for the most part returned to their rooms and you could start the investigation.

“So a magic item, are you sure you can spot them?” You asked Jandice.

“Yes Prince Alric, something like Mirror Image is a difficult spell to cast, so the item it was imbued with should glow like a sun to me.” Jandice said back to you.

“Alright, then I think we should start.” You said back.

The guests were in their own wing of the Keep. It was more recently built and it did show in the architecture. If the older parts were more like a fortress and followed the old style of defensive structures, the guest wing resembled more the castles built by rich nobles than castles built by generals.

It was one of the additions to Durnholde Keep by Blackmoore, he wanted his guests to be comfortable when visiting the tournaments or feasts. It was a smart move, castles could be damp and uncomfortable and the guest wing was nothing like that.

Four stories of rooms, some larger than others, housed the guests. There were around sixty of these guests so you had plenty of work to do.

So you started from the bottom floor and knocked on the first door. The guests were petty nobles north of Durnholde and they allowed you and Jandice to enter the room. While you asked questions to them, Jandice concentrated and tried to spot any magic in the room other than your armour.

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>>5665488

“Nothing in this room.” Jandice said.

“And the man isn’t of right height nor does smell like blackpowder.” You said to her. “No offence sir.”

The petty noble didn’t mind your intrusion.

“Alright, then the next room.” You said.

It became a routine. You would knock on the door, ask politely if you could enter and then let Jandice do her work while you asked questions from the guests. After three rooms Langston joined you and his knowledge of the local petty nobles and other guests was really useful. He could tell you and Jandice about their backgrounds and how long they had been around. This did help you to immediately remove some guests from the list of potential suspects.

When you went to the ninth room on the first floor, you heard a soft boom above you. Two stories above you.

“What was that?” Langston asked you.

“Explosion, we have to move!” You said back and started running towards the stairs.

You ran up the stairs skipping steps and avoiding fleeing guests and servants. There was nothing on the second floor, but on the third the hell was loose.

Flames licked the roof of the hallway as they escaped from a room of which the door was open.

This must have been done by the assassin, using fire to remove any proof or evidence of the items or disguises he had used. It must have been that.

“Shit, shit, shit!” You said aloud as Jandice and Langston joined you. “Langston, we need to prevent the fire from spreading!”

“I will get the bucket brigade going!” He shouted back and ran back down the stairs.

“What now?” Jandice asked you.

Yes, what now?


>The fire wasn’t raging at full strength yet, but definitely was going strong. You could maybe recover something from the room, but this wasn’t without any risks.
>Your priority is to evacuate the guests and other people from this floor and make sure that everyone is alright. This is the least you can do.
>The assassin might use the fire as a diversion to escape, find the guests and see if anyone acts or behaves strangely.
>Other, write in.

QM: The rolls were to see how the guests are taking this and then some background stuff.
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>>5665490
>Your priority is to evacuate the guests and other people from this floor and make sure that everyone is alright. This is the least you can do.
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>>5665490
>The assassin might use the fire as a diversion to escape, find the guests and see if anyone acts or behaves strangely.
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>>5665490
>The assassin might use the fire as a diversion to escape, find the guests and see if anyone acts or behaves strangely.
The rest can handle the guests.
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>>5665490
How resistant is our armour to fire, heat and suffocation hazards? We could take advantage of that to get in and look for evidence, or people who might have gotten trapped...
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>>5665717
You don't really know how much your armour protects from fire, but it doesn't protect from suffocation or smoke at all. The helmet is after all an open type.

But if you drop low and crawl, you can avoid worst of the smoke and fire.
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Well drat. We can't really allow our pursuit of the assassin to cause more deaths, so I guess evacuating the people nearby it is.
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>>5665490
>>Your priority is to evacuate the guests and other people from this floor and make sure that everyone is alright. This is the least you can do.
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>>5665490
>>Your priority is to evacuate the guests and other people from this floor and make sure that everyone is alright. This is the least you can do.
fire can spread rapidly
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Sorry, I was very busy yesterday so no updates. I will get back on the schedule today so give me a "combat roll" for getting everyone into safety.


>3d10, best of three
>DC 15, DC 19, Crit 25
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Rolled 3, 7, 10 = 20 (3d10)

>>5666966
Please no more fatalities
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Rolled 1, 6, 5 = 12 (3d10)

>>5666966
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Rolled 2 (1d10)

>>5666966
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Rolled 1, 10, 1 = 12 (3d10)

>>5666966
Derp.
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>20, Success


"I will go and check the rooms near the fire and then go for the rest of them here." You said. "You check these here and then go down to the second floor."

Jandice nodded and you jogged down the hallway to where the fire was.

There a pattern formed. You would open a door, see that the room was empty and then close the door before moving to the next one. You did this until you had reached the fire and you had to crouch to avoid walking through the flames that licked the ceiling of the hallway.

In the brief moment you had a chance to peek into the room you noticed something that you didn't want. In the middle of the flames that had spread to the furniture and floor was a male body. The sizzling flesh and burnt clothes made it clear, he was very much dead and you couldn’t do anything to help him.

Only thing you could do was to push the door closed and hope that it slows down the fire from escaping the room. With that done you continued checking each and every room and thankfully all of them were empty on the third floor and you couldn’t see Jandice anymore, she had probably left for the second floor already.

As you ran down the stone staircase, a second explosion rang out from above you. You barely managed to stop yourself and avoided slipping on the stones as you turned around and ran back up to see what just had happened.

The door to the room had been blown off the hinges and smoke with familiar colour poured out from the room. Had the remaining smoke bombs the assassin had exploded in the room?

It didn't matter though. What mattered was that the fire was now spreading faster and escaping the room to the hallway and opposite wall.

You raced down the stairs and found the first few guards and servants carrying buckets coming up the stairs.

"The fire is spreading fast, we need to move!" You shouted to them and they followed you back up the stairs.

The few bucketfuls thrown in the direction of the fire didn't do much to extinguish it, but this was a start. And following the first group of guards back down the stairs, you knew this had to be more organised.



Jandice had made sure that both second and first floor of the guest wing were empty while you had jumped between the floors and gotten more guards and servants to form a proper chain of buckets.

Langston's efforts to organise the bucket brigade started to bear fruit as buckets full of water were being passed up the stairs and empty ones were being passed down.

Still this wasn't enough at all, not enough water was going up to stop the fire, maybe just slow it down.

You had to think about something quickly.

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>>5667371


>Take full control of the bucket brigade and have everyone do their best to stop the fire. Everyone capable will be recruited to help you.
>Lady Jandice is an archmage. She must know some spell that could help you in fighting the fire.
>The attic. If the fire spreads there, it can quickly spread between rooms and then jump from roof to roof. You need to stop that before the whole Keep catches on fire.
>Other, write in.
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>>5667375
>Lady Jandice is an archmage. She must know some spell that could help you in fighting the fire.
Yeah I mean they know hydromancy and stuff right?
Surely they would have some firefighting spells?
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>>5667375
>>The attic. If the fire spreads there, it can quickly spread between rooms and then jump from roof to roof. You need to stop that before the whole Keep catches on fire.
We can also ask Jandice if she knows something, but somehow I doubt her skillset is well suited for this.
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also, am I reading it right that implication is that the assassin chose self immolation over capture?

Or, possibly, his magical equipment was rigged to blow him up if he was at risk of being compromised, or maybe triggered remotely?

I don't like the idea that we have yet another murderous agent at large, although I suppose if that were the case they may yet reveal themselves by inducing unfortunate accidents in our captives... let's hope that's not the case though.
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>>5667375
>The attic. If the fire spreads there, it can quickly spread between rooms and then jump from roof to roof. You need to stop that before the whole Keep catches on fire.
>Other, write in.
Order people to remove any tools and furnitures from the fire path, throw them from the windows if necessary. Less materials the fire has to grow the better. The rest should concetrate on carrying water up or the snow outside if it's still there.
Have Gravis, Malevus and the Knights stick to our ass like glue. Anyone unknown can be an assassin and they will not get near Alric. They will speak at a distance.
Weapons ready, things are getting heated and it's not just the fire spreading. The assassins need to bring a success to their masters for justify all this losses, they will do anything for it. Fighting us while trapping us in a blazing fire could be a good idea for them.
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>>5667375
>Lady Jandice is an archmage. She must know some spell that could help you in fighting the fire.
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>>5667375
>>The attic. If the fire spreads there, it can quickly spread between rooms and then jump from roof to roof. You need to stop that before the whole Keep catches on fire.
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>>5667436
I think the body was a collaborator.
No freaking way they could penetrate this deep and be this organized without inside help.
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Attic is the winner. Today was another busy day sadly, so I will ask for a roll for tomorrow.


>3d10, best of three
>DC 14, Crit 22
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Rolled 5, 8, 8 = 21 (3d10)

>>5668130
let's put out that fire...
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Rolled 18, 9, 11 = 38 (3d20)

>>5668130
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Rolled 4, 8, 5 = 17 (3d10)

>>5668130
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Rolled 7, 1, 8 = 16 (3d10)

>>5668130
>>5668150
Sorry, wrong dice
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The attic, if the fire spreads there, it can easily leap into other rooms or even from roof to roof. If that were to happen, the whole Durnholde Keep burning down would be a disaster. A picture of fire engulfing Durnholde came to your mind and you definitely wanted to avoid it.

"Is there a way to the attic?" You asked one of the servants carrying the water.

"Yes, there is a ladder on the third floor." He answered.

"Alright, bring me there." You said and turned to Jandice. "Jandice, keep the water flowing here, I need to see the attic."

"I will Prince Alric." Jandice said and nodded.



>21, Success

Smoke lingered near the ceiling on the third floor as you saw a servant carry two bucketfuls of water to the fire. In a wide arc the water splashed on the walls that were on fire, extinguishing them momentarily and the excess water starting to pool on the floor.

The fire wasn’t spreading as fast as before, but the fire definitely wasn't stopped.

You had taken a battleaxe a guard had discarded with you just in case, as the servant showed you the ladder and you thanked him before you started to climb. Pushing the wooden cover away and climbing into the attic, you entered a vast open room criss-crossed with heavy wooden beams that carried and supported the roof.

A very little light entered the attic from the couple windows, but you could already see where smoke was rising from the burning room below. The faint trails of smoke drifted up towards the roof from the midst of ceiling planks as you walked closer to assess the situation here. It wasn't a catastrophic situation at all, in fact you could maybe even stop the spread of the fire to the attic.

First thing you did was to run back to the ladder and shout until you got someone's attention. The attic wasn't yet on fire should be good news for them. And the second thing was to open all the windows to allow the smoke to escape the attic and cool air to get in.

More smoke started to rise through the planks and even with the windows open, it started to be clear to you that the temperature was rising in the attic.

"Give me a bucket of water." You shouted down the ladder and waited as one of the men lifted you a bucket.

Running back to where the smoke was rising, you threw the water there and watched as it pooled on top of the smoking planks before slowly starting to drain through the planks into the burning room below.

That's it, this works! If you could just get more water up here, maybe you could just douse the fire from above?

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>>5669005

Langston, Jandice and others had organised a near seamless chain of full buckets moving through and up the Keep with empty ones going down the other way. They had even gotten servants and guests with free hands to start carrying anything flammable from the second floor away just in case. Less there was to burn, the less likely the fire would spread and grow larger.

The situation in the attic was less optimal. Even with a pair of men having joined you to help you carry the water, your effort to keep the floor wet and fire beneath you contained, it seemed not to be enough.

You had slowed it down, but you needed to do more to stop the fire.

Just as you thought about it, the ceiling of the room that was on fire collapsed partially in front of you and the flames escaped up into the attic. A flash of heat hits you, forcing you to shield your eyes with your arm to prevent the blast of hot air from staggering you. With the fire now reaching the attic, you needed to do something fast!


>Get Jandice up here fast, she needs to know a spell that could help you prevent the fire from spreading.
>Take the battleaxe and start hacking the burning planks into pieces. If you can drop them down into the room below, then they at least aren’t burning in the attic.
>The attic gets the priority of the water now. More buckets and more men are required to prevent the fire from spreading.
>A wild thought appeared. Cinder Sword starts to smoulder and heat up when it gets in contact with air. What happens when it gets in contact with proper heat?
>Other, write in.
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>>5669006
>Get Jandice up here fast, she needs to know a spell that could help you prevent the fire from spreading.
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>>5669006
>Get Jandice up here fast, she needs to know a spell that could help you prevent the fire from spreading.
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>>5669006
>>Get Jandice up here fast, she needs to know a spell that could help you prevent the fire from spreading.
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Jandice and attic. Multiple DCs for different solutions. Higher is of course better.


>3d10, best of three
>DC 15, 19, 22, Crit 27
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Rolled 9, 2, 4 = 15 (3d10)

>>5669726
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Rolled 1, 1, 1 = 3 (3d10)

>>5669726
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>>5669793
bruh
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Rolled 9, 7, 9 = 25 (3d10)

>>5669726
Can we please not make things actually worse?
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>>5669793

Writing
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>>5669793
By the Light
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>25, Success


You had to get Jandice here, you needed something more potent than just water and maybe an archmage could be something more potent.

You went back to the stairs and had one of the servants to fetch her here. It didn’t take that long for her to arrive and join you in the attic.

“Prince Alric, I presume you need my help?” Jandice said as both of you kneeled down to avoid breathing in the smoke. It had gotten awfully hot in the attic now that the third floor ceiling had collapsed and the flames threatened to set the attic into fire as well.

“Water is not enough, we need your magic.” You told her. “We need your help.”

“But I am an illusionist, that is my expertise.” Jandice argued back. “I only know the basics of arcane magic and then just illusions.”

“You must know something! You have shown me your illusions, they are so lifelike. You must be able to do something with them.” You said back to her as the fire spread outside the burning room.

Jandice sighed and looked at you before nodding.

“Lifelike, that is the word you used…” She said back. “I can make it lifelike.”

Jandice stood up and started to channel her magic, her eyes turned purple and the previously subtle illusions you had seen were replaced with an arcane glow that started to spread around her.

You hadn’t seen anything like this before. Not when Jaina used her magic against the gnolls and not since then. Even the air around her started to vibrate as the arcane glow turned purple and bathed the attic and the smoke around her with its light.

And suddenly you started to feel cold, just like a stiff winter breeze swept through the attic. The roof above you disappeared and you saw the clear sky above you. But it didn’t stay clear for that long as mighty storm clouds started to gather and it started snowing yet again.

“Behold the power of an archmage of Dalaran!” Jandice said with a booming voice.

Your eyes moved back to Jandice who you saw now levitating slightly above the attic floor. The cold winter breeze circled around her and forced you to protect your eyes again with your hand. You knew that this was an illusion, the roof wasn’t gone and the snow storm hadn’t returned. But it felt so real. And then you saw what she started to conjure next. Snow and ice started to gather around the fire and the burning wood. The flames were extinguished and the water from melting ice flowed down the walls before the cold breeze froze the water back into ice.

And as suddenly as this had happened, it all disappeared in a flash.

The roof was there, the cold breeze, ice and snow was gone. But most importantly most of the fire had been extinguished somehow.

Jandice wasn’t floating in the air anymore nor was she glowing with an arcane light. Instead she started to fall backwards, forcing you to lunge forward to catch her before she hit the floor.

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>>5669949

“Quite lifelike wasn’t it?” Jandice said and panted in exhaustion.

“What did you do?” You asked back and helped her up and back on her feet.

“I turned what is unreal into reality.” Jandice said and grinned. You now saw how exhausted she really was with sweat running down her face. “My magnum opus.”

“You really did it then, the fire is nearly gone.” You said to her. “This is incredible.”

“Leave the praise for later Prince Alric, just help me out of this awful attic first.” Jandice replied.



It took surprisingly a lot of effort to get Jandice down from the attic through the small hatch. She was so tired that her legs barely kept her standing so she required help from you and several others. And when she had been lowered down to the third floor, you helped her slowly down the stairs and allowed the bucket brigade to finish the work with the remnants of the fire.

Finding a bench away from the servants and guards, you lowered Jandice down and propped her by the wall before sitting next to her.

“Do you need water?” You asked her.

“No, I just need some rest.” Jandice said to you and slowly slumped on your shoulder. “Prince Alric, your armour, it is enhanced, isn’t it?”

“Yeah it is.” You said back to her.

“Who made it?”

“Melondras.”

“I figured that would be the case. It is a masterpiece, take good care of it.”

Jandice was slowly gaining her breath back as you allowed her to rest.

“I need to apologise Prince Alric.” Jandice said to you suddenly.

“Apologise for what?” You asked back.

“I accused you, even if I didn’t say anything, of nearly killing us all with the poison. You didn’t poison us Prince Alric, even if you were the target and we were just innocent bystanders, I cannot accuse you.” Jandice said to you.

“Thank you, but you didn’t really need to apologise to me.” You said to her after a short pause.

“But I needed to say that Prince Alric, because I know you realised what I was thinking.” Jandice said and looked at you.

Well you did appreciate what she had said to you. Jandice had been very confrontational, if not doing it openly, but everyone had realised how she had been accusing you for the situation that had unfolded.

You were tired as well and sitting just like this helped you to recover a bit, there probably was more for you to do in terms of fighting the fire or informing others of the success of Jandice’s spell. But you could enjoy some rest as well and small talk with Jandice could be a way to get Barovs more to your side.

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>>5669950


>Rest and have some small talk with Jandice. Even if nothing comes from the talks, you don’t think that you are needed with the others yet.
>The fire isn’t out yet, go supervise the final work to extinguish it. Search the remnants of the burned down room.
>Go inform Lord Blackmoore of what had happened. He needs to know, after all this is his Keep. He might even appreciate your work here.
>Other, write in.

QM: I am not that evil to hit you with that 1, 1, 1, roll. The 25 was good enough for this result.
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Wow, Jandice... awesome and spooky at the same time.

>The fire isn't out yet, go supervise the final work to extinguish it. Search the remnants of the burned down room.
and make sure Blackmore is notified, presumably by Langston that should be around, too.
there'll be time to rest after this ordeal I hope, and talk to her. She's going to be known as having been instrumental in saving the keep, after all.
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>>5669950
>>The fire isn’t out yet, go supervise the final work to extinguish it. Search the remnants of the burned down room.
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>>5669950
>>The fire isn’t out yet, go supervise the final work to extinguish it. Search the remnants of the burned down room.
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>>5669952
>>The fire isn’t out yet, go supervise the final work to extinguish it. Search the remnants of the burned down room.
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>>5669952
>The fire isn’t out yet, go supervise the final work to extinguish it. Search the remnants of the burned down room.
Order someone to go warn Blackmoore.

Jandice keeps on being cool
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>>5669952
Okay, that's a relief because I was expecting to get trapped under a burning falling beam or fall through the attic injured into a burning room and next to a assassin.
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Supervising and searching the remnants of the room. Give me a roll!

>1d10
>Best of three
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Rolled 10 (1d10)

>>5670703
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Rolled 10 (1d10)

>>5670703
Just for the sake of the three rolls since>>5670706 lucked out
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Rolled 5 (1d10)

>>5670703
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You carefully propped Jandice to lean against the wall and stood up before stretching a bit. This moment of having slowed down had made you stiff and you required some stretching to get the blood flowing and tired muscles moving.

“I need to go and supervise the final work to extinguish the fire.” You said to Jandice. “And to search the room. While I don’t believe that I can find anything useful, the room might still surprise me.”

“Prince Alric, did you see anything in the room?” Jandice asked you.

“Yes, a body. No idea whose body, but I think we are going to find out soon.” You said and sighed.

Jandice nodded to you once.

“I will stay here then, it is going to take some time for me to recover.” She said.

“I will send someone to help you.” You said.

“Thank you Prince Alric.” Jandice said back and gave you a tired smile.

Having turned something that wasn’t real into reality had taken all her strength. And when you thought about it, it really did click how powerful magic could be. What you had seen wasn’t just normal arcane magic nor with an elemental flavour that of ice. What you had witnessed was an illusion used to create something that changed reality.

You thought about the possibilities of her magic, she could do so much with her magnum opus, even if only for a moment.

It did scare you a bit, but you were studying magic. And what you had seen today was a great lesson to you.



>10

The bucket brigade had continued its work in an effort to extinguish the final flames. As you walked through the third floor, you counted that seven rooms had burned down during the fire. Four on the side where the fire had started and three across them. While some guests would be unhappy for losing their belongings, you were just happy that the fire had been stopped.

The smouldering lumbers and planks slowly emitted smoke as you walked past them with your boots getting wet and dirty from the water and soot. The room where the fire had started had more or less completely burned down. The ceiling was gone as were the walls, but the floor had stayed mostly intact and you didn’t have to worry about stepping into the wrong place and falling through it.

And in the midst of the room was the burned down corpse of the man.

Stepping into the room and kneeling next to the charred corpse, the smell of burnt wood and flesh hit you. The body itself was unrecognisable, but you still opted to search it in hopes of finding something.

It required some force from your part to get the corpse off the floor first as you flipped it to its back. The fire had scorched it quite badly and when you pushed the corpse to its back, bits of it stuck on the floor and the smell really hit you hard.

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>>5670882

You had to cough a few times to clear your throat before you could start investigating the corpse any closer and even then you had to stop several times as reflex to retch had to be fought back. The body itself couldn’t tell you anything, the clothes had burned away and what remained of the flesh was charred as hell, but you could still find something.

There was a ring on his left middle finger. You removed it and accidentally pulled off the finger it was on with it, you ended up recognizing it. Two metal strings that twisted around each other, a traditional ring of an Alteraci noble. Similar to the one which Nogelman had hidden inside his lockbox, that had belonged to him. This immediately raised you to question, was the man in Alteraci noble? Or where did he get the ring? Could this man be the assassin, he did have a ring of an Alteraci noble. That could mean that he was a member of the Syndicate.

You scrubbed the ring as clean as you could and pocketed it as you moved to search the rest of the charred corpse. It did pain you that you couldn’t find anything else that could be useful, just a few buttons, belt buckle and a small knife on his waist.

Though when you moved to search the room, you did find something interesting. A small sceptre, maybe just a foot long, burned to cinders. The parts that were metal did endure the fire, but everything else was gone.


Gained:
>Ring of nobleman of Alterac



As you continued your search, the bucket brigade had finished extinguishing the final fires and only a few spots continued to smoulder. Outside of the ring and what remained of the sceptre, you had only found remnants of the bombs around the room and in the corpse. Bombs that had exploded in the room and sent small bits of steel across the room. With what you had found and seen, you could make a picture of the scene in your mind.

One of the bombs had exploded, taking away the right arm of the corpse and sending flames and splinters all across the room. Rest of them had exploded close to the corner of the room, maybe they had been in a storage box or something similar? Had the dead man fumbled handling of the bombs and blown himself up?

“Prince Alric?” Langston said to you from the doorway.

You stood up and left the corpse alone before turning around to see the man. Langston had a handkerchief over his mouth and nose to keep the smell away.

“What is it?” You asked and dusted off your gloves.

“Did you find anything?” He asked back.

“The man had a ring identical with the one Nogelman had with him. An Alteraci ring.” You said to him.

“Nogelman? I didn’t expect to hear that name again.” Langston said back. “Either way, we have the smouldering remains of the fire in control.”

“Great work with the bucket brigade.” You complimented him.

“Thank you, we had thought about these things since the previous fire.” He said back.

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>>5670884

Ahh yes, the barn fire that had happened when Thrall had escaped. Bit of a weak spot and something not often talked about for Durnholde that was.

“A smart move.” You said and joined him in the hallway.

“Sorry for being this direct, but you look terrible Prince Alric.” Langston told you.

“How so?”

“Your armour is covered in soot. I have no idea how you are still wearing it when everyone else has thrown away theirs due to the heat.” Langston said.

That was actually a good point. Through all this you had been wearing your armour and you hadn’t really noticed it at all. Sure it had been very hot from time to time, but you really hadn’t noticed it. Was this the work of the armour?

“Well I think Lady Malevus has some work to do to clean this all up.” You said with a jest and a sudden realisation hit you. “Oh fel!”

“What?” Langston asked you.

“Nothing important.” You gave him an assuring smile.

You just had remembered that the claim to Durnholde and the work contracts of Taretha and her family were with you inside your armour. Without stripping it off, you had no idea if they were in one piece.

“Langston, make sure that there are people here all the time.” You told him and changed the subject. “And have someone remove the corpse and identify it. Whose room was this after all?”

“Will do Prince Alric, but what are you going to do next?” Langston asked back.


>Go to the study and strip off your armour to check that the claim and other papers on your person are all in one piece. They are way more important than anything related to the fire.
>Find Lord Blackmoore and call a meeting between the different leaders of Hillsbrad in person and go tell them the news regarding the fire and what you had found.
>Return to Lady Jandice, make sure that she gets all the attention she requires. She is at least to you the hero of the day.
>You still aren’t sure about if the assassin died in the fire, prowl across the halls looking for him.
>Other, write in.
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>>5670886
>Return to Lady Jandice, make sure that she gets all the attention she requires. She is at least to you the hero of the day.
Well, if the documents were burned, there's nothing we can do about it.
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>>5670886
>>Find Lord Blackmoore and call a meeting between the different leaders of Hillsbrad in person and go tell them the news regarding the fire and what you had found.
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>>5670886
>>Go to the study and strip off your armour to check that the claim and other papers on your person are all in one piece. They are way more important than anything related to the fire.
no....
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>>5670886
Well we certainly need to make sure Jandice is helped to a room so she can rest.
Not sure if we should double check the area for suspicious activity though or go rest.

The documents should be fine if we have them under the armour and haven't felt the heat too badly, although we should make sure to double check the manual for proper maintenance to make sure the outfit won't get permanent damage from wearing it too long in this state.
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>>5670886
>You still aren’t sure about if the assassin died in the fire, prowl across the halls looking for him.
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>>5670886
>You still aren’t sure about if the assassin died in the fire, prowl across the halls looking for him.
sus
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I count two votes for going back to Jandice and two for trying to look out for the assassin. Could I have a tiebreaker?
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>>5671314
>>5670886
>You still aren’t sure about if the assassin died in the fire, prowl across the halls looking for him.
sus
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Looking out for the assassin it is. Give me a roll and the update will come tomorrow.


>1d10
>Best of three, taking the second roll
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Rolled 6 (1d10)

>>5671404
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Rolled 8 (1d10)

>>5671404
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Rolled 6 (1d10)

>>5671404
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“I am going to go see if everything is alright.” You told him. “And if I could spot anything suspicious.”

“Are you suspecting that the assassin is still out there?” Langston asked you and raised his eyebrow.

“A burnt corpse can’t really confess.” You said and shrugged. “Whose room was this after all?”

“It doesn’t take that long to be checked.” Langston said and waved one of the servants to go find someone who knows.

You weren’t sure if this was just you being paranoid after all the events that had happened, but you couldn’t shake away the idea that the assassin was still alive. But at the same time there was plenty of evidence to the contrary. The ring was given to Alteraci nobles, same as the one you found on Nogelman and he was an informant of the Syndicate. The presence of the bombs in the room would also indicate that the corpse was the assassin. But what if the corpse was just an innocent bystander who was killed to cover the assassin’s tracks?

A servant arrived a moment later and gave the two of you a short polite bow.

“My Lord, the room belonged to Sir Albrin.” Servant said.

“Sir Jon Albrin, damn he was a good warrior.” Langston said and shook his head in dismay as he waved the servant to leave the two of you. “Lived in a small farmstead east of here near the Thoradin’s Wall.”

“What else can you tell me about him?” You asked.

“He wasn’t from here, he was given the land for his service during the Second War and since then he has been one of our knights.” Langston told you. “Only but good service to us, he has helped us to keep the camps secure and chased away bandits and gnolls.”

A warrior and a knight? That would explain his skills and how he could have gotten all those equipment here. A trusted knight can come and go as he pleases. And he wasn’t from here, good service and land given to him sounds like a great cover story for a Syndicate agent.

Could it be this simple?

“Prince Alric, do you believe that he was the assassin?” Langston asked back.

“I don’t know, it could be.” You answered. “Either way, I will go and see if everyone is alright.”

“I will go and talk with Lord Blackmoore then.” Langston said. “And start going through the damages.”

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>>5671860

>8
>8


You walked through the Keep and kept your eyes open. The guest wing was for all purposes deserted, but the closer you got to the mess hall, the more guests and servants you found.

Many of them were resting on benches or were still carrying things around. Many of them looked quite tired and their clothes were damp from either sweat or from water. Clearly many of the guests had joined or made to join the bucket brigade. But they were for the most part in high spirits, after all the fire had been stopped.

You found one by one your knights as well, they had done their part in helping to carry the water and had thrown away their armours in progress. Only Sir Gravis was missing, but you had a good idea where he was and it didn’t take long for you to find him.

“Prince Alric, it is great to see you.” Sir Gravis said to you, he too was without his armour and looked tired.

“Sir Gravis, it is good to see you too.” You said to him and turned to greet the people that were with him. “Lady Edith, Sir Foecourt. I see that the two of you are alright.”

“When we heard the explosion beneath us, Sir Gravis moved to protect me and when there was the second explosion and the call for the buckets came, he gathered us together to help the others.” Lady Edith said. She was clearly tired from having carried buckets of water left and right.

“Is everyone alright?” Sir Foecourt asked you.

“No, one person has died in the fire. Sir Albrin…” You said.

“Jon… may the Light protect his soul.” Sir Foecourt said. “He was a good knight.”

“How did he die?” Lady Edith asked you.


>Tell them the details about the attack in the dungeon and how Albrin’s corpse had been found in the room that had exploded.
>They don’t need to know the details about what happened in the dungeon, but how the fire started and what you found in the room. Share your theory that he was the assassin.
>What happened is irrelevant, ask them if they had seen or spotted anything unusual?
>Ask them more about Sir Jon Albrin, what kind of a person was he? What did they know about him? Was he acting strangely before?
>Other, write in.

QM: The roll was to see how good of a morale the guests have and who you end up meeting.
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>>5671861
>>Tell them the details about the attack in the dungeon and how Albrin’s corpse had been found in the room that had exploded.
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>>5671861
>Tell them he died in his room and circumstance in which we found the body
>>Ask them more about Sir Jon Albrin, what kind of a person was he? What did they know about him? Was he acting strangely before?
probably no point in telling them about the fight, maybe see if someone mentions that he was carrying strange stuff around...
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>>5671861
>>Tell them he died in his room and circumstance in which we found the body
>>>Ask them more about Sir Jon Albrin, what kind of a person was he? What did they know about him? Was he acting strangely before?
Let s drink some water. I feel like the assassins are still here watching us. They must have a result before leaving.
Then again that fire did some damage to the castle, and one Magister died.
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>>5671861
>Ask them more about Sir Jon Albrin, what kind of a person was he? What did they know about him? Was he acting strangely before?
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>>5671861
>Tell them he died in his room and circumstance in which we found the body
>Ask them more about Sir Jon Albrin, what kind of a person was he? What did they know about him? Was he acting strangely before?
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I am way too knackered to write today so I will be asking for a roll for tomorrow.


>1d10
>Best of three, taking the second roll
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Rolled 9 (1d10)

>>5672741
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Rolled 3 (1d10)

>>5672741
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Rolled 3 (1d10)

>>5672741
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"He died in his room." You told them. "The fire originated from there and what remained of him wasn't… well I think I don’t have to describe the details."

"Grim business." Foecourt said back. "The earlier explosion, was it related to the fire?"

Sir Gravis at that moment realised that it was related to the fire as he connected you wearing your armour with the events.

"My Prince, I apologise for not being there." He said and gave you a deep bow.

"No need to apologise, wasn’t it me who told you to switch places with Malevus." You said and chuckled. "And I am fine so no harm done."

Sir Gravis seemed relieved to hear that.

"But I do need to ask you something, what kind of a man was Sir Albrin? What did you know about him?" You asked Lady Edith and Foecourt.

"Why do you ask?" Lady Edith asked back.

"To know if he is… was an assassin." Foecourt answered before you could.

"That, but most likely to cross him off the list of suspects." You said as you didn’t want to accuse the now dead man openly.

"I see… well all of my interactions with him through the years were pleasant. He was a well-mannered man." Lady Edith said. "Though we didn't see each other often, he opted to stay in his home for the most part."

"I would call him recluse, he always stayed in his home with his few servants." Foecourt continued. "But when called into service, he would come. I have absolutely no bad words about him as a knight."

"But aren't you a bit recluse too?" You asked back.

"I at least have an excuse, my tower is in the furthest corner of Durnholde and I lack the road required for faster travel." Foecourt answered back. "Sir Albrin lived near a road between Durnholde and Stromgarde."

"No family either." Lady Edith continued.

"That is right, no wife or children. A man of his age probably should have gotten married years ago." Foecourt continued.

"Though there might be a reason for that. I did speak to him about my own problems and he declined immediately. Said that he wasn't interested in marriage nor in women." Lady Edith said to the two of you. "He might have been you know…"

You and Foecourt gave her an understanding nod. If he was more into men, then that would explain having no wife.

This didn't really ease your line of thinking at all. A knight living nearly alone, avoiding contact for the most part and being a skilled fighter. Throw in the ring, the bomb shrapnel and the smoke you saw. Sounds like a combination of a cover story and tools of a Syndicate assassin.

"I do need to ask if the two of you noticed anything strange about him. Anything that was different now or recently?" You asked the two petty nobles.

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>>5673566

"Nothing comes to my mind, I am sorry Prince Alric." Lady Edith said to you.

"Now that you asked that, he did tell me late summer that he requires some coin. I thought it was for some construction effort as we talked about it and he had mentioned that some trade of his in Hillsbrad had failed." Foecourt told you.

"What would he be trading?" You asked him back. "Were his lands producing anything useful?"

"Beats me, he had some farmland, but that's it." Foecourt said and shrugged. "Neither of us are that rich or wealthy, but we do survive from year to year, isn’t that right Lady Edith."

"Yes, Sir Foecourt is right. We aren't rich, but we aren't exactly poor either." She agreed.

"Hmmm, thank you. This might have helped me somewhat." You said to them.

"Not a problem Prince Alric, we were happy to help you." Lady Edith said back and gave you a smile.

"I can't believe that he is dead though, this all just makes me think that he was…" Foecourt continued saying, but was interrupted.

"The assassin." Sir Gravis said. "My interactions with him were good as well, he was a good knight."

You gave your knight a polite nod as he had been standing near you and keeping watch.

"I will let the two of you go and if you don't mind, I will take Sir Gravis with me." You said.

"No, I don't mind. We had a good discussion with each other." Lady Edith said and a bit of flush appeared on her cheeks.

A discussion? You need to ask Sir Gravis for some details later.



>9


It started to feel like the atmosphere in Durnholde started to ease a bit when it was clear that the fire had been stopped and no one was in any danger anymore. But like a wildfire, a rumour of the assassin dying in the fire had spread and soon everyone knew who the person supposedly had been. Sir Jon Albrin was the assassin, at least in everyone's mind.

After this there was a dramatic change in the mood to even brighter and when you walked through the halls, the servants, guards and guests alike greeted you warmly.

As with the rumours of the assassin dying in the fire, there was talk of you organising the attempt to extinguish the fire and how you had bravely went into the attic to prevent it from spreading. More than once the servants thanked you for saving Durnholde Keep.

During your roaming and prowling the halls, you didn’t notice anything that was amiss or awry. No one was acting strangely or carrying odd things.

If the assassin was here, if he even was alive anymore, you wouldn't find him now or in this way. If the assassin was alive, he would have to approach you, that was your conclusion.



>3


You had returned to the study with your knights and found Malevus laying on a couch. The doctor who had helped with Pai was standing nearby.

"Prince Alric, your squire should make a full recovery." The doctor said. "The flash bomb has just made her very nauseated, nothing more."

"Thank you doctor. You checked the prisoner?" You said and gave him a nod.

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>>5673569

"Yes, the woman will live, but I wouldn’t move him yet. A couple of weeks of rest or until she wakes up." Doctor said to you. "But if you plan on moving her, do it very carefully."

"I will keep that in mind." You said and watched as the doctor excused himself and left the study.

"I am sorry Prince Alric… I couldn't be of more help." Malevus said to you while having her eyes covered with a black cloth.

"Don't worry about it, I and the knights are all fine. Except Joe, he has bruised ego." You said and chuckled.

Malevus responded with a chuckle of her own.

"That is good to hear." She said back to you.

"Now, my order is for you to make a full recovery. So rest." You told her.

You felt sorry for Malevus. She must feel awful and blame herself for not being able to defend you, even though she knows that she couldn’t do anything about the flash bomb.

Now though you were in the study with your knights and Malevus. The situation seemed to be in control and it was midafternoon. What would you do next?


>Check the claim and contract papers now. Stash them into your private chest where they are safe.
>Have someone fetch Lord Blackmoore to come here, you want to talk with him regarding the fire and Sir Albrin.
>Call a meeting between you and the rest of the leaders and officers. The situation has changed a lot since this morning.
>Taretha should know about the contracts and her freedom. Get her to come here and have her then tend to Malevus.
>Other, write in.

QM: Rolls were to see the overall mood and if Malevus had any visitors. Also do you think that the assassin is still out there or did he die in the fire?
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>>5673570
>Check the claim and contract papers now. Stash them into your private chest where they are safe.
>Taretha should know about the contracts and her freedom. Get her to come here and have her then tend to Malevus.
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>>5673570
>>Taretha should know about the contracts and her freedom. Get her to come here and have her then tend to Malevus.
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>>5673570
Well it would be nice if we could assume that this case concluded itself like that. It's certainly very convenient if the assassin blew himself up, by accident or on purpose.
I'd think Alric would be cautiously hopeful that this was the case while being open to considering other options. But there's probably not much we can do now, especially if everyone else is going to assume the assassin's toast.

Also, if the papers are undamaged, wouldn't it be safest to keep them on us? I really don't want them mysteriously missing after we've stored them in the chest.

As for what to do now... I guess we should meet with Blackmoore and close this affair, at least for now. And meet with Taretha regarding her freedom either before or after, depending on how available Blackmoore is, if we have enough time, sure, let's see Tari first.
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>>5673570
>>Call a meeting between you and the rest of the leaders and officers. The situation has changed a lot since this morning.
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>>5673570
>Taretha should know about the contracts and her freedom. Get her to come here and have her then tend to Malevus.
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>>5673570
>Check the claim and contract papers now. Stash them into your private chest where they are safe.
>Call a meeting between you and the rest of the leaders and officers. The situation has changed a lot since this morning.
>Other, write in.
Organize how the people will depart. We will look at everyones faces with Lady Jandice as they depart to see if we can reconize or detect anything at the last moment.
Also arrange to go to Sir Albrin's lands and house to examine things and his servants there as soon as the last guest has left. Perhaps with extra men if possible.
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"Alright, we need to have a meeting." You mused aloud.

"Shall I invite everyone here?" Sir Gravis asked back.

"Yes, but not yet, not immediately. Find where Taretha Foxton is and have her come here." You said to him. "Oh, have her bring fresh water here."

"Understood." He nodded and prepared to leave.

"I will be in my room, have her enter when she is here." You told him.



You took off your helmet and let your messy hair fall down all over your face. You looked at yourself while standing in front of a mirror and realised how dirty the armour had ended up from the soot and water.

You took off your gauntlets and removed the breastplate so that you could reach between the arming jacket and the scaled robe. Your heart nearly skipped a beat before your hand found the documents and you carefully pulled them out.

It was a relief, the claim was in a spotless condition as were the work contracts. The old map had some wear on it, but nothing that would ruin it. To make sure that they would stay in one piece, you took the claim and the map and walked to your travel chest. You had empty parchment and paper for your studies stashed in there so you covered the claim with them. Finally you tied the bundle together with a piece of string and put it between two books of yours.

You poured what water you had in the bedroom into a bowl and started to wash your hands and then face. What an eventful day it had been. All the talks and the meeting, then the ambush in the dungeon and finally the fire.

As you looked at the mirror you saw a quite tired looking face staring back at you. It had been hot on the third floor and especially in the attic, but for some reason the heat hadn't really bothered you that much. It was probably due to your armour, it was enchanted after all.

There was a knock on the door and you went to open it.

"Lady Taretha is here." Sir Gravis said to you.

"Good, let her in and please wait for a moment before inviting everyone for the meeting. We need some privacy first." You said and realised how that might sound. Oh well.

"Understood, I will wait." Sir Gravis said and nodded before he stepped back and allowed Taretha to walk past him.

You closed the door behind her and immediately after she had put down the jug of water, she lunged at you and hugged you.

"It is so good to see you alive and unburnt." Tari said to you as she carefully laid her face on your shoulder. "I heard about the attack and then how you fought the fire. I was so worried."

"I am fine Tari, just a bit tired." You said to her and carefully wrapped your arms around her.

Tari was glad that you were here, you could hear it from her breathing how she slowly calmed down. The hug had helped to ease her concerns.

"Thank you for bringing the water." You said to her and slowly released your hug.

"You did ask me to bring it." Tari said back and too released her hold from you and pulled away a bit so that she could look into your eyes.

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>>5674089

Butterflies started to gather in your stomach as both of you stared at each other.

"Ah, there is something you will want to see." You said to her. "It is on the bed."

"What is it?" Tari said and was slightly concerned as she moved away from you and went for the papers you had left on the bed.

She picked them up and started to read the first one.

"These are…" Tari managed to say as she suddenly gasped and covered her mouth with her hand.

She read the first one, then read the second one and finally the third one. She then read them for a second time before flipping them over to see if anything was written on the other side.

It was plain obvious to see how shocked she was to see the work contracts. That she was released from Blackmoore’s service.

"You are free Tari, you and your family." You said with as gentle a voice as possible.

She dropped the papers on the bed before turning back towards you and hugging you again, this time with a bit more strength in her hug.

And then she cried, she cried a lot as you held her in your arms. You felt her tears flowing down your cheeks as you let her be there for as long as she wanted.

After a brief moment of tears of pure happiness, she finally spoke.

"I am so sorry. I have been a fool, a foolish little girl. I didn’t believe that you or anyone could help me." Tari said and sniffled between the words. "And then in the middle of all this that is going on, even with me being a foolish girl who wanted to push away your help, you went and did it."

"It was the right thing to do." You said back to her and brushed her hair.

"Right or not, you didn’t have to do this." Tari said back. "I am a peasant, you are a prince."

"Tari, you are my friend, that is the only thing that matters." You replied back as Tari slowly started to regain her composure.

"Yeah… you have said that to me." Tari said and pulled back a little to look into your eyes. The butterflies returned. "Thank you Alric… I don’t know what to say. This is just… I can't ever repay you, I don’t have gold nor an army to pledge to you. I am just a servant girl."

"You don't have to say anything nor you don't have to repay me in any way, you are now a free woman with a freewill." You said back to her and continued. "If you want to repay me, then continue living and do the things you have always wanted to do, you are free from Blackmoore so be happy. That is what I want."

There was a knock on the door and the loud voice of Sir Gravis boomed through it. Apparently he had called the others for the meeting and they would arrive soon.

"I'll be right there!" You shouted back and turned your attention back to Tari. "I need to go, we can talk later."

You smiled as you saw Tari wipe the last of her tears away and a genuine smile appeared on her face.

Then she leaned forward and planted her lips on yours and gave you a long tender kiss before pulling away.

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>>5674091

"You said I was a free woman and you wanted me to do things I want to do." Tari said to you with a nervous voice. Her face was red from blushing and she was flustered. "You told me you have someone else in your life and I will respect that, but I wanted to give you that and you need to know that…"

You too were blushing and you nervously waited for her to continue. The butterflies in your stomach were in full chaos and it felt like your body wanted to just vomit them all out. You hadn’t felt like this since… well when you are with Calia.

"Well, I really don't know how to say, but I guess I love you." Taretha blurted out finally and it felt like a gigantic ogre sized stone fell inside you. "But now go, don't let me keep your fellow nobles waiting."

"Oh.. oh yes… I will go now." You succeeded in saying back to her. "Keep those papers and keep them safe."

"I will Alric, don't you worry about me. You don't have to do that anymore." Tari said and gave you a gentle smile.

"And you can stay here. After the meeting is over, can you watch over Malevus? She isn't feeling that well." You said and going back into business helped you to collect yourself.

"I will, just go now." Tari said to you as she fixed the collar of your scaled robe.

You sighed and went for the door, you wouldn't need the breastplate, gauntlets or the helmet for a meeting so you left them in the bedroom. Opening the door, your mind only raced around what had happened just a moment ago. Your lips could still taste her kiss and her words rang in your mind.

She loved you.



Troubridge had been first to arrive and after him came everyone else one by one. There was some small talk regarding the fire and what everyone else had done until the arrival of Lady Jandice who just casually slumped down on a sofa opposite of resting Malevus.

Finally it was Blackmoore who arrived. He was more drunk than before, but like a professional alcoholic he was, he somehow kept himself together as he took his chair at the head of the table.

"Alright, Prince Alric has called us together, right?" He asked you.

"Yes I did." You said back to him.

"Good, because I need to congratulate you for saving my Keep!" Blackmoore said back with a loud voice and grinned like a madman.

"And it is good that we were called here, because I think we have found our assassin." Troubridge said to you. "Langston and I spoke, he told me everything and showed me the room."

"Are you sure? Did we really catch the one who killed Henry?" Fowley asked and looked at you and Troubridge.

"Based on what I have heard and seen, we have our assassin." Troubridge said to him and received several agreeing nods from the rest of them.

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>>5674094


>Yes, the assassin is dead. Put your name behind that statement.
>You are cautiously hopeful that is the case. The leads you have do seem to lead to Sir Albrin, but a dead man can't confess. You can't be completely sure.
>You don't know. The leads you have aren't conclusive.
>Sir Albrin is not the fourth assassin. The real assassin is still out there.

>Give full credit to Lady Jandice, it was her spell that finished the fire.
>Split the credit between you and Lady Jandice.
>Accept the congratulations from Blackmoore as is. Maybe he wants to reward you even more.

QM: Please vote on both.
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>>5674098
>You are cautiously hopeful that is the case. The leads you have do seem to lead to Sir Albrin, but a dead man can't confess. You can't be completely sure.
>Give full credit to Lady Jandice, it was her spell that finished the fire.
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>>5674094
>[something_stupid.mp3 in the background]
Ffs woman.
Well hopefully she’ll get over it. And us too.

Anyway on to the business.

>You are cautiously hopeful that is the case. The leads you have do seem to lead to Sir Albrin, but a dead man can't confess. You can't be completely sure.
One good thing is that even if there was still a killer at large, they’re likely gonna keep low profile for a while. Regardless, we’ll need to be vigilant until syndicate has been dismantled as they’ve proved they mean business and don’t shirk from murder to achieve their goals.

>give the credit where it’s due
I suppose this counts more to splitting? I mean we absolutely should single out that her spectacular use of magic prevented a greater disaster but everyone did chip in trying to put out the fire so it wouldn’t be fair to only sing her praises.
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>>5674098
>>You are cautiously hopeful that is the case. The leads you have do seem to lead to Sir Albrin, but a dead man can't confess. You can't be completely sure.
>Give full credit to Lady Jandice, it was her spell that finished the fire.
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>>5674094
>You are cautiously hopeful that is the case. The leads you have do seem to lead to Sir Albrin, but a dead man can't confess. You can't be completely sure.
>Split the credit between you and Lady Jandice.
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>>5674098
>You are cautiously hopeful that is the case. The leads you have do seem to lead to Sir Albrin, but a dead man can't confess. You can't be completely sure.
>Give full credit to Lady Jandice, it was her spell that finished the fire.
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>>5674089
>Your heart nearly skipped a beat before your hand found the documents and you carefully pulled them out. It was a relief, the claim was in a spotless condition as were the work contracts.
Thank the light. They are safe !

>>5674094
>but like a professional alcoholic he was, he somehow kept himself together as he took his chair at the head of the table.
Lmao this man has always some alcohol ready


>You are cautiously hopeful that is the case. The leads you have do seem to lead to Sir Albrin, but a dead man can't confess. You can't be completely sure.
With how they acted and just how much they did one has to wonder if things are truly done now. Best keep our guard high.
I am ready for make them taste their own medicine in time.

>Give full credit to Lady Jandice, it was her spell that finished the fire.
She really did finish that fire. Still everyone and even Alric should be given credit, put a lot of effort even here. Its not something people will miss.
This should help when we do that trade talk with Jandice too. Which we should do when we are safe or out of here.
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"Firstly it was the spell by Lady Jandice that finished the fire. Everyone here did their part in stopping the fire from spreading, but it was her whose magic was the key to our success. I think she deserves the credit more than I do." You told Blackmoore and others as you took your chair and sat down.

"Hmmm, is that so?" Blackmoore mused aloud. "Then Durnholde will praise Lady Jandice Barov for years to come!"

Jandice just waved the compliments away, but you had a hunch she liked them.

"But the assassin…" You said and sighed. "I am cautiously hopeful that Sir Albrin was him. What leads we have, do point at him, but we can’t interrogate and get a confession out of a dead man."

Troubridge gave you an agreeing nod.

"You are right, we can’t be completely sure, but rarely we can be and decisions have to be made with partial information." Troubridge said back to you. "Though do you have anything in mind?"

"His home should be checked out. If he is the assassin, then we should be able to find something to pin it to him." You suggested.

"Prince Alric, in this weather it would take over a day to reach his home. We do not know how much snow there is around." Langston said to you.

"But that isn't a bad idea, could some knights be sent to search his home?" Troubridge asked.

"We will do it." Blackmoore said. "Sir Albrin was the assassin, we will turn his lands upside-down if required."

You weren't sure if you should go and personally search Albrin’s home or leave it to Blackmoore’s knights.

"Then we have the guests, what will we do with them?" You asked.

"They will start leaving back to their homes tomorrow morning. We had some villagers come help us with the fire so we know that the road isn't completely full of snow." Langston told you. "But before that we are still arranging places for some of them to sleep, there is too much smoke and water damage on the third floor."

"I heard some guests are still planning on holding a minor feast later today?" Burnside asked Langston.

"They are very persistent with that… and we do have food to serve them." Langston replied.

"Even after all this they have a stomach for more food and drink." Fowley said and continued. "I will skip that."

"Back to tomorrow, should we keep watch over those who leave?" You said and asked. "Maybe I could recognise the assassin?"

"You still think that the assassin is out there? Prince Alric, we appreciate your thoroughness, but by what we know the assassin is dead." Troubridge said back.

"If you want to stand outside in the cold, then so be it." Blackmoore continued.

"I will have guards at the gate to keep watch." Langston said to you.

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>>5674873

You had to take a defeat here, the others didn't warm up for this idea at all. Majority opinion was that Sir Albrin was the assassin.

"So do we have anything else?" Blackmoore asked impatiently.

"Some minor business, nothing else." Langston said.



Minor business was in the end quite minor. Langston went through the damages he had already catalogued. Most importantly he went through the casualties in the dungeon. Two guards at the door and the three in the office. One of the first orders he had given was to send more guards back into the dungeon to guard it and to help clearing the dead away.

Most importantly both of your prisoners were fine.

The meeting had ended, but they hadn’t yet left the study. There was some small talk, mostly about the weather and the prospect of leaving tomorrow. Both Burnside and Fowley did say that they would be leaving early in the morning, while Jandice would be leaving a bit later.

You too would have to decide when you are leaving, but that could wait for a moment. While you didn’t have any real duties or tasks that were especially important or time sensitive, you did have some small things to arrange or people to have talks with. While you wanted to return to your room to talk with Taretha, you knew that you could talk with her later in the evening.


>Blackmoore looks like he wants to talk with you. Go see what he has in mind.
>Ask Lady Jandice if she has time to talk about the deal between Alterac and Barovs.
>Go speak with Langston about organising the search of Sir Albrin’s home. Go through his room once more.
>Speak with Troubridge and thank him for the help you received through all this. You appreciate it a lot.
>Talk with Sir Gravis regarding Lady Edith, how did the talks with her go?
>Other, write in.
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>>5674875
>>Blackmoore looks like he wants to talk with you. Go see what he has in mind.
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>>5674875
>Blackmoore looks like he wants to talk with you. Go see what he has in mind.
>Go speak with Langston about organising the search of Sir Albrin’s home. Go through his room once more.
>Speak with Troubridge and thank him for the help you received through all this. You appreciate it a lot.
>Other, write in.
Invite lady Jandice to come back with us to Dawnhome or to stop by after the snow melts.
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>>5674875
>>Blackmoore looks like he wants to talk with you. Go see what he has in mind.
>Other, write in.
Invite lady Jandice to come back with us to Dawnhome or to stop by after the snow melts
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>>5674875
>Go speak with Langston about organising the search of Sir Albrin’s home. Go through his room once more.
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>>5674875
>Blackmoore looks like he wants to talk with you. Go see what he has in mind.
>Speak with Troubridge and thank him for the help you received through all this. You appreciate it a lot.
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>>5674875
>Blackmoore looks like he wants to talk with you. Go see what he has in mind.
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You should go and thank Troubridge for all the help before he and Alphonse leave Durnholde, just as you need to go and talk with Langston about Sir Albrin’s home and searching it. Still things to do, they just won't end.

Lady Jandice had pushed herself up and was leaving as you interrupted her.

"Lady Jandice, I don’t think this is the right place or time to talk about… our business and trade." You said to her and avoided saying anything about the proposed deal here in public. "So when you have time or when this blasted winter comes to an end, you should come to Dawnholme and see my home with your own eyes."

"That would probably be for the best. I don't have the strength or interest to do anything trade or business related right now." Jandice said back. "But the offer is nice, sure Prince Alric, consider the invite accepted."

Jandice gave you a slight, but tired smile and offered her hand which you shook in agreement.

"Then it is settled, welcome to Alterac Lady Jandice." You said with a smile.

This would be good, you can show your holdings to her and then negotiate with home advantage.

"I will now go to rest, have a nice rest of the day Prince Alric." Jandice said before she left the study.

Then just sleeping Malevus and Blackmoore remained. As the small talk and the noise of having multiple people in the room had stopped, Taretha opened the door of the bedroom and entered the study.

"Great, just what I wanted." Blackmoore said as he saw her.

"What is it Lord Blackmoore?" Taretha asked.

"I presume the two of you are leaving tomorrow." Blackmoore said to you and Taretha. "I must confess, I am going to miss you Taretha so for the good times sake, let's drink and celebrate."

"Ahh well…" Taretha started to say, but Blackmoore continued speaking this time to you.

"And for us to celebrate the death of the assassin and our deepening cooperation." He said to you. "Don't you think that both things are worth celebrate? Alterac and Durnholde allied together."

"They are Lord Blackmoore." You said back to him.

"Then how about it? Later in the evening both of you join me in drinking and feasting here." Blackmoore said back. "I do not know when it is the next time you visit Durnholde Prince Alric, so we should get the most out of this occasion."

So he wanted to invite you and Taretha to join him in drinking and feasting. While you didn’t have any other plans, you could end up seeing someone else or maybe joining the guests for that unofficial feast they are throwing.


>Accept the invite. Later in the evening join Blackmoore in drinking. You think he would appreciate it if you were to accept his invite.
>Tell him about your intention to mingle with the guests at their unofficial feast. Blackmoore is welcome to join you there.
>Decline, you are planning on meeting someone else Later in the evening. Time is at Premium while you are still here.
>Other, write in.
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>>5675806
>Tell him about your intention to mingle with the guests at their unofficial feast. Blackmoore is welcome to join you there.
>"I think it would help soothe the guests' worries after all this dreadful business."
inb4 he assassin is still alive and bombs the feast
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>>5675806
>Tell him about your intention to mingle with the guests at their unofficial feast. Blackmoore is welcome to join you there.
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>>5675806
Supporting this >>5675821
It's a good idea. Not the bombing, I mean.
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>>5675821
+1
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"I am sorry Lord Blackmoore, but I do need to decline for I will be joining, or at least visiting the feast thrown together by the guests." You told him and you could see that he was slightly disappointed. "I think it would help soothe the guests' worries after all this dreadful business to see me in person and have a chance to talk with me."

"I guess you are right." Blackmoore said and shrugged. "Go on then and have your fun that way."

"I am not sure, we can’t be sure that the assassin is really dead, but they do seem to think so." You said to him.

"And you want to be in their midst just in case? Prince Alric, the assassin is dead. Do not worry about him." Blackmoore said to you. "Or do, it is not my business anymore."

You opted to not say anything back.

"Either way, I have things to do." Blackmoore said and prepared to leave his study. "We will see each other later. If not today, then tomorrow."

You watched as Blackmoore went for the door and closed it behind him. When he was out of the study, it just left the three of you in the study.

"How can Lord Blackmoore drink constantly and still stay upright… or even alive." Malevus who had woken up mused aloud.

"He is professional, they are built differently." You said and laughed. "I hope our meeting didn't wake you up?"

"It did, but don't worry about it." Malevus said back as she pushed herself up. "I still feel groggy."

"You just need some rest." You said.

"The flash bomb… it was just so bright and loud." Malevus continued.

"Don't worry about it, I am fine, the prisoners are fine and the knights are fine." You assured her.

Taretha watched the two of you talking and found it maybe a bit funny.

"Alric, you do care for the well-being of your squire a lot, don't you." Tari said.

"Oh I do, Malevus saved my life so I can't half-arse her well-being." You said and shrugged. "And besides, if she leaves me, where else am I going to find a new squire and bodyguard who is training to become a paladin?"

"That is a fair point." Tari said and laughed this time.

"Prince Alric, if I understood it correctly, but is Lady Taretha going to join us in Dawnholme?" Malevus asked you and continued. "How is it going to work? What will…"

"Malevus knows." You interrupted her and spoke to Tari. "She has a really wild imagination so she made the conclusion immediately. I had to correct her."

Taretha looked around once as if to make sure that only three of you were in the room.

"You can trust her Tari, I have told her everything about you and me, about Blackmoore and about Thrall." You told Tari and saw her stiffen up as you mentioned Blackmoore and Thrall. You continued. "I trust her with my life, so you can trust her as well."

You could see how the stiffness left her and usually reserved Tari loosened up a bit after hearing this. Tari nodded once and then she smiled at you.

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>>5676478

"I trust you Alric." Tari said and her smile made the butterflies return. "Me and Alric, we are not lovers or anything like that. It's just very complicated…"

It is, it really is. Blackmoore, rumours of the two of you being lovers, Thrall…

"I am going to leave the two of you, I think the two of you will end up being good friends in the end?" You said and smiled. "Just one more thing."

"What is it Alric? Tari asked.

"Make sure Malevus actually gets some rest." You said and laughed. You knew that if Malevus starts asking questions, there will be no end to it.

"I will!" Tari said to you and smiled again.

Those damn butterflies, that damn taste of her kiss…



You had briefly returned to your room and made sure to look a bit more presentable. The breastplate, faulds and other pieces of Aurvan'kal that you had stripped off earlier hung on the armour rack of your room as you straightened the robe properly and took a look at yourself in the mirror.

The elven plate still protected your arms, legs and throat with the robe covering the rest of your body. It actually looked quite stylish to be worn without remaining pieces and it should keep you protected.

Now you would be ready to leave and after saying goodbye to Tari and Malevus, you left Blackmoore’s study and stepped into the hallway where your knights were still waiting.

"Your orders?" Sir Gravis asked you. He and the knights were all ready.

"Just follow me as usual." You told him.

"Understood." He said and nodded.

Now then, it was late afternoon and the unofficial feast would start in a couple of hours. That meant that you had some time to use wisely or less wisely.


Choose one:
>Go take a bath. Even after the fire the servants can quickly conjure one together and you want to be as presentable as possible at the feast.
>Find the naval officers and thank Troubridge for all the help he has offered to you.
>Talking with Langston regarding Sir Albrin and searching his home should be done. You also wanted to search his room one more time.
>Go find Lady Edith and speak with her about her marriage issues. Has there been any progress on that front?
>Find Miss Elizabeth Maleb and go see how she is faring. You do feel somewhat responsible to make sure that everything is fine with her.
>Mystery Box

QM: You have time for one so choose wisely.
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>>5676480
>>Mystery Box
not even a choice
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>>5676480
>>Find the naval officers and thank Troubridge for all the help he has offered to you.
He's a real one
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>>5676480
>Talking with Langston regarding Sir Albrin and searching his home should be done. You also wanted to search his room one more time.
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>>5676480
>>Find the naval officers and thank Troubridge for all the help he has offered to you
Nice help
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>>5676480
>>Mystery Box
the box, the box
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>>5676480
>Go take a bath. Even after the fire the servants can quickly conjure one together and you want to be as presentable as possible at the feast.
This sounds like a good choice, although after all these events people would probably cut us some slack for not taking it.
>Find the naval officers and thank Troubridge for all the help he has offered to you.
Also sounds nice but probably not a priority, actions speak louder than words after all.
>Talking with Langston regarding Sir Albrin and searching his home should be done. You also wanted to search his room one more time.
This… could be important or a dead end. I’d like to arrange for someone from our guys to be present so they can give us report if we don’t have time to personally participate.
>Go find Lady Edith and speak with her about her marriage issues. Has there been any progress on that front?
This is really low on my list of priorities desu
>Find Miss Elizabeth Maleb and go see how she is faring. You do feel somewhat responsible to make sure that everything is fine with her.
Mixed feelings here, after all we were kind of the intended target… maybe we should, if she even wants to see us.
>Mystery Box
By joke logic this should win. Or is this a trap?




Oh screw it
>the box
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>>5676480
>Mystery Box
Curses to the dasterdly cunningly evil QM who does this to their players!

Make sure to tell Tari to be at the feast before we arrive. Just in case....
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Stretching your legs a bit you started walking through the Keep. It was already dark outside when you looked through a window even if it wasn’t that late, after all it was midwinter. You thought about finding Commodore Troubridge so that you could thank him in person for all the help he has given to you through this ordeal. He has been the voice of reason and being helpful and cordial with him could help you a lot in the long run.

Though you didn’t do that.

There was this nagging feeling in the back of your head that told you that it wasn't the right thing to do right now.

So you thought about it, tried to feel out the nagging feeling as you got lost in your thoughts.

"Prince Alric?" Sir Gravis asked you carefully.

"Oh sorry, I got lost in my thoughts. It is just all this… you know." You said to him and continued walking.

But you couldn’t get the feeling out of your head, not even when you started thinking about Calia and tried to have the warm memories of being with her to clear your head.

You thought about going to check the prisoners again, but opted not to. Langston had posted a new set of guards there and you didn’t think that the assassin would try again, if he even was still alive.

"Prince Alric, is everything alright?" Sir Gravis asked you again.

"Second time, I guess I am more tired than I thought I would be." You said with a chuckle as you had zoned out again. "Maybe I need some refreshments or something refreshing."

"That sounds like a good idea." Sir Gravis answered back.

So you walked through a hallway until a wall stopped you and the hallway continued to left and right. You had to make a choice. Go left towards the battlements, guard towers and armoury. The fresh outside air should help you to clear your head. Or you could go towards right where the kitchens, storage rooms and wine cellar are located. A bit of fresh food and something good to drink could be enjoyable and just what you need.


Choose one:
>Go left
>Go right

QM: box box box box box box box box
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>>5677103
>>Go right
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Rolled 1 (1d2)

>>5677103
dice decide
1. left
2. right
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>>5677103
>go left
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Rolled 2 (1d2)

>>5677103
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>>5677103
>Go right
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>>5677103
>Go left
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>>5677103
hmmm... (not so) random encounter in storage, or another one on the fresh air...

>left
fresh air seems better to cool down... and we can also take a sip from the blessed vial while we're at it.
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>theme: https://youtu.be/3hpbuiGSIII

Battlements and fresh air, that sounds lovely. But before it you took your Vial of Blessed Water and downed it, that too should help you to recover from today's ordeals.

Taking the left turn you passed several rooms and took a stairs up a bit to reach the door to outside. Stepping outside you felt the brisk cold of the winter night on your face, but you didn't let that bother you as the view was worth it.

The night sky was clear, not a single cloud covered the stars or the half-moon.

You walked over the battlements and looked down into the yard, a couple of lanterns gave some light where guards were standing or servants were doing their things outside. Similarly you saw faint lights emitting from the village of Durnholde. The peasants there had finished their day's work and you imagined them having gathered at the inn to celebrate their liege lord's keep from not having burned down.

At least you hoped they would, you had no idea what the peasants thought about Blackmoore.

So you turned your attention back up to the sky and breathed slowly, enjoying the tranquillity and beauty of the stars.

"Beautiful isn't it." A voice came from the left of you with a distinct thick Alteraci accent. "The stars I mean."

You turned to see who was talking and immediately your hand reached for the Cinder Sword, but you didn’t draw it out.

There stood the assassin. Black clothes, black robe, the glasses and the bandana concealing his face. The assassin carried a lantern.

"Prince Alric!" Sir Gravis shouted as he and his knights drew their swords as they ran to stand by your side.

"Mirror Image?" You asked the assassin calmly.

"Yes, I am not a fool to try to fight you after today." The assassin said. "Shall we talk? I thought you wanted to speak with me?"

"Stay your hand Sir Gravis." You said to your knight. "I want to hear him out."

"Are you sure?" The knight asked back, but as you didn’t relent, he and others took a couple steps back.

"Wise decision Princeling." The mirror image assassin said to you and lowered the lantern on a barrel next to him before showing his hands and crossing them. "I must say that I am quite frustrated with you."

"How so?" You said back while keeping your hand on the hilt of your sword just in case.

"You are so Light be damned persistent. Everyone else in this bloody keep thinks that I am dead, but not you. And then I hear that you are planning on investigating Sir Albrin’s home as soon as possible." The assassin told you and you could hear the frustration in his voice.

Your mind raced into a conclusion, Sir Albrin wasn't the assassin. He was an innocent bystander framed to look like the assassin.

"You killed him." You said back. "Before or after attacking the dungeon… no that doesn't matter."

"Yes, and it worked if not for you." The assassin said. "So I decided to come to talk with you because you would have found out in a couple of days that I am in fact still alive."

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>>5677217

"Then let’s talk." You said immediately back to him.

"Not so fast, we need to make a deal first. If we talk, you aren’t going to look out for me or there will be consequences." The assassin said and put an emphasis on the last word. He would start killing more people.

"And, what is the other catch?" You knew there must be another catch.

"I will give you three questions and in return I have three questions I will want to ask from you." The assassin said to you. "Also call your guard dogs away, their presence bothers me."

Three questions for each of you? And in return you would promise to not look out for him or there will be consequences.

You drew a deep breath and the cold air tickled your face. Immediately a barrage of questions came to your mind that you would want to ask, but was this worth it? Would you, could you trust the words of the assassin? What would he ask from you, what did he have to gain other than you not chasing and looking out for him?

"So how is it Princeling, do we have a deal?" The assassin asked you.


Choose one:
>Yes, three questions each. You promise to not look out for him any further.
>No, Alterac does not negotiate with terrorists.

QM: BOX BOX BOX BOX BOX BOX BOX
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>>5677221
>No, Alterac does not negotiate with terrorists.
I'm really tempted to say yes just to be done with this assassin business, but we've come too far to give up now.
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>>5677221
>Yes, three questions each. You promise to not look out for him any further.

I don't really want to responsible for any more deaths, but once we get out of Durnholde it's on.
Also we have no obligation to answer his questions truthfully.
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>>5677221
Would trying to kill him right now be viable? A promise to not look out for him can be fulfilled if he's a corpse.
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>>5677229

You are fairly sure that you could strike the supposed Mirror Image down with one strike. The real assassin would take that as a no answer. After that what he does would depend on what you would be doing.
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>>5677236
I meant trying to sus him out like we did with Jandice and the magic cloak, then killing him. Striking the image won't achieve that.
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>>5677239
You have a hunch that you could win the duel, that is if you can actually confront the assassin in person.
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>>5677221
> He may ask his questions, but we will not stop looking for him.
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hmm... a trade in questions doesn't seem a good deal for us since we're more likely to be truthful than he is to divulge anything useful. At most he could share useful intel for factions he considers enemies of his.

How about a counteroffer where he delivers a message to his master where we want to talk to them about the future of Alterac?
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>>5677221
>counter offer
>promise nothing but allow them to ask their questions if they still choose to do so
dunno if they will accept, but we could still learn a few things about them just by the questions they ask
but I agree, we've come too far to just give up

But if you want a firm choice, then
>No, Alterac does not negotiate with terrorists.
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>>5677221
>>No, Alterac does not negotiate with terrorists.
"fuck off"
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>>5677263
I'd maybe add to the counter offer some assertion or warning that the methods they are using are undermining the future of Alterac and that they should stop and reconsider before it is too late for them.

I mean, it would be kind of a waste to have the assassin talking with us only to tell him to fuck off.

Pity we didn't ask Jandice more about limitations of mirror image, such as range of projection or line of sight requirements.
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>>5677221
>Yes, three questions each. You promise to not look out for him any further.
Everyone is certain that the assassin is dead and the guy knows he needs to gtfo. We already won by getting Taretha, Blackmore's favour and the prisoners - there's no need to stretch this further.
Also, even if he gives us lies, we can lie in return.
>offer a ceasefire, the assassin must leave once the questions are done, there has been enough bloodshed on both sides - we will not pursue you and you will not pursue us
Sure, we could struggle and catch this motherfucker, but we need to take what we got.
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I am not sure if I have the time to write the update today so the voting and discussion can continue. I am seeing some solid thinking and ideas.
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>>5677648
Would we have to pick what questions to ask him as well?
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>>5677754

Of course, my plan would be to give you a list of questions that feel most important to Alric and you could choose one of them while the assassin asks one first. This way depending on the answer you receive, I can give you an opportunity for a follow up question in the next round of questions. This continues after both sides have asked three questions.
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Hmm, if he would be willing to spill the beans, questions to ask would be:

Who sent all the assassins Durnholde?

How did you hear my plans to search Sir Albrin's home?

How can I contact my Brother/Siblings?

How does the syndicate plan to retake Alterac or what are the future plans and intentions of the Syndicate?

Why did you try to poison everyone with the brandy instead of just me? (I suspect we may not have been the only target)

Would you or the Syndicate offer your assistance if we had mutual interests?

How many members of the syndicate are there?
Just tossing out possible questions to ask or discuss things we could ask.

>>5677819
I think asking one for one is best instead of all 3 at once.
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I am counting two votes for agreeing and questions, two votes for not agreeing, but allowing the assassin to ask their questions and two votes for not agreeing at all.

The update will come in about 10-12 hours when I start writing. So before that I would like to have a winner here, those who haven't voted have time to do so. Or if you wish, you can change your vote

>>5678008
Those are solid example questions which you could ask. I have bunch of other questions to add to that list.

But what are you voting, I am not seeing a clear vote with your ID?

And yes, one for one would be the plan and not all at once.
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>>5677221
I suppose I’ll cast my vote for not promising letting him get away, but allow him to ask questions.
We can’t make these assurances after what he did, and he knows that further activity puts him at even greater risk.
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"No." You answered.

"No?" The assassin asked and was slightly surprised. "You really don’t want to ask me anything?"

"Oh I do, but I don’t like to make deals with assassins." You said back. "Promising to not try to catch you even if it is just for a moment, doesn't sit well with me."

The assassin was clearly taken back by your answer.

"But I do allow you to ask the three questions you wanted." You continued.

"You what?" The assassin asked as he was now clearly baffled and couldn't believe what he just heard.

"Is that wise?" Sir Gravis asked you.

"Look, after the death of Henry Maleb I can't just make a deal with you worth three questions. His life can't be valued in just a few words and in some information." You told the assassin. "And is it wise? Probably not, but at least I can show you that I have standards."

The assassin kept watching you before he started laughing.

"Princeling, you are a funny man and I do not know if you are just more virtuous than your brother, or if you are just stupid." The assassin said.

"At least I don't make deals with assassins, that is what I have over my brother." You said.

"True, you have a point right there. Alright then, three questions." The assassin said to you. "And please Princeling, answer truthfully."

You waved at Sir Gravis and his knights to walk back a bit to give the two of you some privacy. You didn’t feel like you're in danger, but the fewer ears that could hear the questions the better.

"Let's start with an easy one." The assassin said. "The Foxton girl, I don’t believe in those rumours regarding you and her, so why do you fool Blackmoore by playing along?"

Did he know the truth? How could he have learned the truth? Was it just him being really observant or what? Or is he trying to confirm those rumours or find a tool to wedge between you and Blackmoore?

"Second question and a bit harder one." The assassin said and continued. "Do you really believe that Uther would gather the Silver Hand and crush you if you were to invade Alterac and break the Edict of King Terenas?"

That was actually a good question. Lord Uther has been more than polite and cordial with you. Would he really do it, or is he just a big boogeyman for you, the Alteracis? Why did the assassin ask you this question?

"Third and final question." The assassin said to you. "What will you do when you meet your brother for the first time?"

You had kept a stiff upper lip and avoided reacting at all to his questions, but the last one got you to pause because you hadn't thought about this at all. You had always thought that you were just going to meet and there your plans would end.

"So there we go, what will your answers be?" The assassin said and asked.

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>>5678504

And what would they be? Being truthful could work, clearly the assassin knows something others might not have realised, but do you want to tell him what you really think? And if you deflect or give him a non-answer, that is an answer from which one can make their own conclusions. Or maybe you could just not answer at all, you heard his questions which is some information you can use.


First question:
>To protect her and get her to safety away from Blackmoore. Be truthful.
>Who says they are rumours? Imply that the assassin is wrong and the rumours are true.
>Because Blackmoore has fallen for it and thinks his grand plan has worked. That works to your benefit.
>Don't answer.
>Other, write in.

Second question:
>You don't think so, Lord Uther wouldn't come to crush you if he was ordered to do so.
>Yes, he does as King Terenas orders him to do.
>It doesn’t matter, if he refuses, then he will be replaced and someone else does the work for him.
>Don't answer.
>Other, write in.

Third question:
>You haven't thought about it at all.
>He will pay for his crimes, you cannot allow him to walk free.
>You wish to talk with him, to reason with him. You want to know what caused him to do all this.
>Don't answer.
>Other, write in.

QM: Please vote on all three
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>>5678505
>To protect her. Don't mention Blackmore let him make his own conclusions.
>>Yes, he does as King Terenas orders him to do. Lord Uther is an honorable man, but he is also a loyal one.
>>You wish to talk with him, to reason with him. You want to know what caused him to do all this. At least for the first meeting. If he truly is despicable after meeting him, he will meet justice.
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>>5678505
>Don't answer.
>"If you don't believe the rumours then Im afraid you'll have to keep speculating"

>Yes, I you don't believe he has the conviction to stand against an order from King Terenas. And even if he did, he would be replaced by someone willing to do the work, making this whole matter irrelevant.

>You haven't thought about it much. Though what you know for certain is that he will not be King of Alterac. No realm deserves a deviant criminal as a monarch.
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>>5678504
>First
Taretha is our friend and we want to give her a shot at better life than a mistress. We do derive pleasure from her even if perhaps not in the way the rumors say.
(We are unlikely to convince the assassin that she’s not important to us anyway and this should not give him anything more than that to use against us…)
>second
I’m not taking that chance in either way. Even if he refused, Alliance has other forces, and then there’s other factions, like Stromgarde.
(whether he infers from this that we’re cowards or intend to pursue political resolution for other reasons…)
>third
I want to talk to him.
(To understand and get him to join our vision if possible… but better not to get too much into particulars. It’s enough if we share that we don’t want to kill brother on sight, perhaps to secure succession or something.)
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>>5678505
>>To protect her and get her to safety away from Blackmoore. Be truthful.
>Yes, he does as King Terenas orders him to do.
>You wish to talk with him, to reason with him. You want to know what caused him to do all this.
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>>5678505
Wait so we don't get to ask him questions at all? But we'll get to answer his? Will he answer if we answer honestly?
If not that sucks

Anyways

First question:
>The Foxton girl is a victim, who became trapped within Blackmoores clutches. Fooling Blackmoore into thinking I'm using her as well is nothing more than me trying to uphold my moral obligations as a noble.

Second question:
>Uther has shown to me that he is most loyal to the Alliance of Lordareon, right next to the Light. I expect that he would indeed do so as long as he is ordered to and he himself believes it's the righteous thing to do.

Third question:
>That mostly depends on my brother. Whether he choses to pay for his crimes and surrender peacefully or go against his kin and lead to a war that will end with either of us dying is entirely up to him. Ideally for me he'd choose the former but I doubt he would.
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"Taretha Foxton deserves a better life than what she has here in Durnholde." You told the assassin and continued. "She is my friend and a good person, if helping her means that Blackmoore thinks that his plan is working then so be it. And besides, I do enjoy her presence."

"You would go that far for a single girl?" The assassin asked back. "There is nothing between the two of you?"

"Who knows?" You answered nonchalantly.

"I think you are telling the truth. Hmmm, admirable and you aren't above fooling your close ally." The assassin said. "You do have some similarities with your brother after all."

If that was supposed to get under your skin, it didn’t work.

"Second question." The assassin continued.

"Lord Uther is loyal to King Terenas and the Alliance. He will do as his King orders him to do as long as he thinks that the Light is with him." You told him immediately, you didn’t even have to think about the answer that much. "I am not going to take any chances with him or King Terenas."

The assassin listened to your words carefully before reacting.

"Uther destroyed Alterac once, unless he had mellowed out, he would do it again." The assassin said to you. "Third question."

"That depends on my brother. One thing is clear that a criminal like him will never sit on the throne. Alteracis or our neighbours would never accept him." You told him. "But firstly I would like to talk with him, I want to know what pushed him into all this."

The assassin listened before he raised his head up and looked up at the starry night sky.

"Beautiful aren’t they." He said. "Old saying goes that the stars don't lie and I don't think you are lying either."

The assassin took the lantern from where he had placed it and raised it to shine more light on your face.

"You do look like your brother." He said. "But you are not him, not him at all. You want to help this meaningless girl at the risk of spreading lecherous rumours, you want to follow the unjust Edict, but at the same time you are saying that your brother will never sit on the throne because of our neighbours."

The assassin kept the lantern up as he studied you.

"You are willing to take a hit to your own personal image, but you are unwilling to cause issues to Alteracis as a whole." The assassin continued. "Admirable."

"Where are you going with this?" You asked.

"Nowhere really." The assassin shrugged.

"Then are we done?" You asked.

"No, because I have grown to like you. Thank you for answering my question." He said to you. "And you know what, I am going to give you a single question in return. But because you didn’t agree with my original offer, I might not answer truthfully and you only get a single question. It depends on you if you want to believe me."

"What is the catch?" You asked him.

"No catch, I got to ask what I wanted to hear from you. And now I am just humouring myself." The assassin said and you could imagine that he was smiling beneath his bandana. "So how is it?"

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>>5678948

What would you ask? What would help you the most? Should the question be more narrow with a straight and simple answer or something more broad that could act as a framework for future knowledge? And would he answer to all questions truthfully, could asking something too risky work?


Choose one:
>Who is he, what is his name?
>What is his disguise currently in Durnholde Keep?
>Who was the real target of the poisoning?
>Did you try to kill me or the prisoners down in the dungeon and why?
>If you had succeeded and all of us in the meeting would have died, would my brother have been mad about my death?
>How do I contact my brother/my siblings?
>What are the future plans of the Syndicate?
>Where is the Syndicate based?
>Do you serve Lord Falconcrest or Lord Creedy.
>Who is the Lady Behind A Cloth?
>How large is the Syndicate in terms of manpower?
>Does the Syndicate have allies?
>Ask the name of a secret Syndicate agent who is in your service?
>Would he or a faction in the Syndicate be willing to offer you assistance if there was mutual interest?
>Do you agree with my brother's leadership?
>Don't ask anything. It still isn't worth it.
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>>5678951
>Does the Syndicate have allies?
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>>5678951
>Who is the Lady Behind A Cloth?
We need to know.
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>>5678951
>what sort of future do you kill for?
He’s a bit too curious to be just a hired blade, I’d guess he has another stake in this.
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>>5678951
>>Who is the Lady Behind A Cloth?
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>>5678951
>Who is he, what is his name?
>>5679007
I can support this if there is a tie
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I will write in about two hours so you have voting time till that. Quite split vote at the moment.
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>>5678951
>Who is the Lady Behind A Cloth?
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The assassin is a bit too curious one to be a hired blade, he knows more than he shows and you feel that he has a stake in all of this. His magical equipment, the questions he has asked, the accent of his. If you were to guess, the ring you found on Sir Albrin’s corpse was his as well.

He might know something that you have been wondering for some time already.

"Who is the Lady Behind The Cloth?" You asked the assassin.

"Hmmm, interesting question you decided to ask." The assassin said to you.

"Will you answer or not?" You asked back.

"You already know her, she is your big sister." The assassin said to you after a moment of silence.

You blinked twice and your heart skipped a beat.

"Beve?" You asked not really believing what the assassin had told you.

"Yes, her… Lady Beve Perenolde, our little spymaster, the spider of the Syndicate." The assassin continued. "I do not know how you know her as the 'Lady Behind A Cloth', but that is her."

You couldn’t believe it, she was alive and she is the person with whom you had exchanged letters through Kris Legace. You couldn’t hide your emotions as you smiled. The news that she was alive was the best news you had heard for some time.

"Then I have done my part." The assassin said and took several steps back. "Remember Princeling, you didn’t agree to not chase me or not go looking out for me, so I won't hold my hand if you decide to do so."

You watched as the Mirror Image extinguished the lantern and started to walk back away from you.

"And nobody wants that to happen, mark my words. Do not escalate the situation any further or blood will be on your hands." The assassin finished as he left you standing on the battlement.

The cold breeze reminded you that you were outside without a hat and you quickly turned around and stomped past your knights to get back inside.

Now that was a discussion, you learned a lot that could help you. But at the same time you now know for sure that all the effort to catch the assassin was for nothing. There was an itch to rampage through the Keep one more time and turn everything upside down. The real he is still out there somewhere and you could imagine that the first chance he has, he is out of here.

Though maybe that would be for the better, cut your losses and don't try to catch a man who you don't even recognise. Take what you can get and just be content with what you have. A cornered wounded animal can be a dangerous foe and how the assassin threatened you, it sure felt like it.

"Prince Alric? Are you going to let him go? Should we inform Lord Blackmoore or Mr. Langston?" Sir Gravis asked you and continued after a pause. "If I may, what he said about the consequences, I don't think that he was joking around."

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>>5679320

If you were to tell anyone, the information should only concern them. That is that the assassin is alive and nothing at all about your sister. And if you told someone, could you be sure that they wouldn't do anything? Or if they would support you doing something.


>Inform Lord Blackmoore
>Inform Karramyn Langston
>Inform Commodore Troubridge
>Inform Lady Jandice Barov
>Don't tell anyone about this
>Other, write in

>Let the assassin be and don't try to catch him. Cut your losses and take what you have.
>Keep your eyes open, but don't try to actively look for him.
>Start searching for the assassin in open and in public, mobilise the guards and go through everything.
>Other, write in.

QM: Please vote on both.
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>>5679321
>Inform Lady Jandice Barov
>Keep your eyes open, but don't try to actively look for him.
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>>5679321
>>Inform Lord Blackmoore
>Let the assassin be and don't try to catch him. Cut your losses and take what you have.
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>>5678203
Oh shoot. I was hoping for discussion and brainstorming with anons before moving on overnight.

I would have agreed to his deal under the condition he did not continue to work to harm us or our allies and stayed out of our land.

>Inform Lord Blackmoore
>Inform Lady Jandice Barov
>Keep your eyes open, but don't try to actively look for him.
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>>5679490
>>5679321
Forgot the links
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Blood on your hands. What a pathetic excuse of scum everywhere. “Look what you forced me do!”

Ah well.
>Inform them all
Not only do they need to be warned that the assassin is still at large (it would be mighty embarrassing if it’s one of them somehow though), but also to clear Albrin’s name.
>Keep your eyes open.
This honestly depends on Blackmoore, whether he wants to make another active search over testimony of us and our men, or by extension is willing to tacitly accept the assassin getting away to have end of troubles for today.

Also fuck sake we really need to invest hard into countermeasures against this cloak and dagger shit. Hounds, magic detection, security procedures…
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>>5679321
Supporting >>5679666

And yeah we need to invest in counter measures back at home. I'd think Alric is absolutely done with being so helpless at this cloak and dagger bullshit.
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>>5679666
>>5679682
>countermeasures
We are starting from scratch while all the elites and nobles, including former members of Alterac's security apparatus and espionage remnants likely went with our brother and the syndicate.

It is a fortunate that we have a competent warlock scribe and a massive godsend to get a spymaster on loan in the first place. Setting up assassins is probably going to be harder.
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>>5679321
>Inform Lady Jandice Barov
>Keep your eyes open, but don't try to actively look for him.
We won't be actively looking for him, but it's good to be vigilant.
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"I guess you are right, just keep your eyes open." You said to the knights.

Blood on your hands. What a scummy excuse, but you didn’t have the tools or the people to catch assassins like him.

At least not yet.

"If the assassin makes a mistake, then we can catch him. We can't give him an excuse to start killing in retribution." You continued.

"Understood, we will keep our eyes open." Sir Gravis said back.

"Good, then follow me."



You knocked on the door once and waited. It took some time, but finally you heard a key turning in the lock and the door opened slightly with the groggy looking face of Lady Jandice peeking out to see who was at the door.

"Prince Alric, the assassin is alive?" Jandice asked you. She had just woken up from a nap.

"How did you know?" You asked back.

"The concern on your face, it can't be anything else." She said back and continued. "Just give me a moment to put on my clothes and I will be there."

Jandice closed the door in front of you so you just had to wait for a moment outside her door until it opened again and now dressed Jandice stepped out. She still looked tired, but wasn't the exhausted wreck she had been earlier.

"Alright, who's next?" Jandice asked.

"Lord Blackmoore, it is his Keep after all."

"Then lead the way Prince Alric."



You didn’t find Blackmoore in the study, which now was empty, not in Langston's office either. You had to ask several servants until you were guided to the baths where you found Blackmoore in the middle of taking a long relaxing bath.

He had also clearly continued to drink based on the wine jug and a cup next to the bath barrel.

"Alric and Jandice! Why are you here?" Blackmoore asked and based on him dropping any formalities, he was now quite drunk.

"Lord Blackmoore, I bring bad news." You told him.

"What is it then?" He asked back and took a sip of wine.

"The assassin is alive." You said as a matter of fact.

"WHAT!" Blackmoore shouted and stood up.

"Oh my." Jandice said and turned around to not look at naked Blackmoore.

"A Mirror Image of the assassin approached me on the battlements and told me to not look out for him." You said to him. "If I or we call the guards and continue our search, he would be responsible for the consequences."

"What consequences!" Blackmoore said back with a raised voice.

"He threatened to start killing more people." You said. You didn’t enjoy telling the news at all.

"Blackmail? How fitting." Jandice who was still looking elsewhere said.

Blackmoore didn't take this well as he stepped out of the bath barrel, grabbed a chair and chucked it across the room with a shout. The chair hit the wall and broke apart from the impact.

"That fucker! If I knew who he was, I would…!" He continued with a raised voice, but still this furious, drunk and stark naked Blackmoore had some self-control remaining. "He threatened to keep killing unless we just let him go?"

"That is right Lord Blackmoore." You said.

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>>5679921

"Fuck sake, fuck! At least fighting the orcs was straightforward and not this cloak and dagger bullshit!" Blackmoore continued with a raised voice.

"I have to agree…" Jandice started to say as she turned around and immediately as she saw Blackmoore, she turned back around. "With Lord Blackmoore. This is not an enjoyable situation."

"And I agree with both of you." You said to them.

Blackmoore walked back to the wine jug and refilled his cup that he then downed half of it in one go.

"Then what do you suggest we do? Just sit here with our fucking dicks in our hands?" Blackmoore asked you. "We don't even know who the assassin is and you have searched everywhere!"

Blackmoore was furious and you understood why. This was his place and now the assassin who was supposed to be dead was actually alive. And if he started killing more people, it would look terribly bad and could spell disaster to him.

"Our hands are tied." Jandice said.

"More than tied! We are fucked! The assassin is fucking with us!" Blackmoore raised his voice up again and his self-control started to slip. "I will go and find the fucker!"

He started to walk towards the door which forced you to step in front of him and stop him.

"Lord Blackmoore, you are naked and barging out there shouting bloody murder and retribution won't get us anywhere." You sternly said to him. The news and his state of drunkenness made him quite unpleasant to deal with.

"Then what do you suggest we do then!" Blackmoore nearly shouted to you. "Just sit through this?"


>We are going to sit through this and let the assassin go. Safety of the guests is our priority.
>The assassin has the initiative now and we are just reacting to whatever he does. Keep your eyes open and see if he makes a mistake.
>Post guards around the Keep under the idea that they are watching for embers, maybe that will deter the assassin a bit.
>Offer to personally keep watch over the guests till the night comes. You will ensure their safety.
>Other, write in.
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>>5679922
>The assassin has the initiative now and we are just reacting to whatever he does. Keep your eyes open and see if he makes a mistake.
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>>5679922
First ask Jandice on limitation of the mirror image as our adversary seems rather fond of it, as well as implication of him having used it repeatedly for power of whatever item they are using.

Then the options… safest is obviously to let assassin go away, but Blackmoore probably wouldn’t have that even if he were sober. Then we could go full lockdown, but the assassin would probably just brute force himself through the commotion and we can’t be everywhere at once.

We could try to devise some sort of trap for the assassin by pretending we’re leaving a way open for them to narrow down where they may be leaving and pick them up that way, though I’m not sure how we could pull that off, plus there is a risk they are listening in on us. In that case we could treat this meeting as additional layer of deception and make a plan with
Blackmoore only to intercept the assassin while they are eluding it.

Incidentally, we need to consider Taretha and perhaps Malevus both may be targets now if the assassin feels need to avenge himself so we should be careful not to expose them. Jandice… perhaps as well.
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Assuming the assasin will steal someones identitiy to escape, we should ensure the all persons are accounted for and are who they are as they leave and pass through our gate and our checkpoints. Force only one primary path for everyone to leave publicly. Then open up one or two "accidental" gaps for the assasin to slip through. That is where we will try to intercept him, not at the main gate everyone leaves through but through the potential gaps that are left open due to manpower focused on the main gate. A trap that seems to be negligently left open in an area unlikely to see someone escape through by blackmoore or his men. This is something we should manipulate blackmoore or Langston into doing without realizing.
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>>5679922
>>The assassin has the initiative now and we are just reacting to whatever he does. Keep your eyes open and see if he makes a mistake.
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>>5679922
>>The assassin has the initiative now and we are just reacting to whatever he does. Keep your eyes open and see if he makes a mistake.
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>>5679922
>The assassin has the initiative now and we are just reacting to whatever he does. Keep your eyes open and see if he makes a mistake.
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No update today, been real busy with the work. Trying to get the update out tomorrow.
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>>5679922
>"Lord Blackmoore, you are naked and barging out there shouting bloody murder and retribution won't get us anywhere."
kek

>>The assassin has the initiative now and we are just reacting to whatever he does. Keep your eyes open and see if he makes a mistake.
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You and Jandice were in the hallway and both of you were glad that the visit with Blackmoore had ended. As you walked Jandice who had been silent for the most part opted to speak.

“Is he always so…” Jandice started to ask. “Obnoxious?”

“Yes, especially when he is drunk.” You said to Jandice.

“I guess working with him is worth it then.” Jandice replied

You didn’t say anything back to her for a moment.

“Lady Jandice, go tell the news to Commodore Troubridge and then meet me in the grand hall. I will tell the news to Langston.” You said to her and continued. “The assassin most likely is watching us so it is better that no one does anything dangerous.”

“Understood, see you at the feast then.” Jandice said back to you.



Langston was dismayed when you told him that the assassin was alive and he couldn’t believe that Sir Albrin was an innocent man. You told him about the details and what you had chosen to do. With Blackmoore continuing drinking and bathing, you were basically the man in charge and Langston didn’t object as he listened to your orders.

While he wasn’t exactly happy that the intent was to do nothing to find the assassin today, he understood the seriousness of the situation. Especially after you hammered in the fact that further bloodshed by the assassin could attract even more attention to Blackmoore which most likely wouldn’t be wanted. As you explained that to Langston, he had no qualms with not doing anything and just keeping your eyes open.

Though you wouldn’t be sitting completely idle. Today the guard deployments would be mostly normal outside of a few more guarding the gates and the dungeon. But tomorrow there will be changes. You asked if there were alternative ways out of Durnholde Keep outside of front and back gates and the answer was not anymore. Under Blackmoore’s orders, the side doors used by the servants had been walled over after Thrall’s escape to the annoyance of the servants. This ruined your idea of leaving an opening for the assassin to escape, but it also made watching and counting who is leaving a much easier task. Langston would be taking care of that, they had wisely kept track of who was coming so people not on the lists could be spotted. At least you would know if everyone did leave through the front gate.

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>>5683003

The situation with Sir Albrin was a bit more difficult and when the news would come out that he wasn’t the assassin, then everyone would know that you had failed to catch him. You thought about maybe keeping it a secret, but sooner or later someone would talk, at minimum it could be the knights sent to investigate Sir Albrin’s home or his servants who would start asking questions immediately after they learn about their master's death. It couldn’t be kept a secret for forever, but maybe for a couple of months until the situation has calmed down? The information should be on a need to know basis and the servants of late Sir Albrin would have to stay quiet at least for a moment.

That seemed to be a more reasonable approach and most likely something the Alliance would approve when their people put their noses into this mess.

The mere thought annoyed you and you thought that you wouldn’t have to deal with them.



Langston would join the unofficial feast a bit later so you walked to the grand hall surrounded by your knights.

You were tired, but you also were hungry so you could maybe enjoy this for a moment.

Entering the grand hall, your knights moved to stand next to the walls to keep watch over the guests while you scanned the hall for people that you were familiar with. And when you entered the grand hall, all the eyes moved to see who had arrived and immediately it was clear that the guests who already were here, were really happy to see you.


>Mingle with the guests and talk to them personally. Give them a chance to speak with you briefly and thank you.
>Find someone you know and go talk with them. That should deter some guests from talking with you.
>Go and sit down on the table where Blackmoore would be sitting. This way you could keep watch over the feast and have a little bit of privacy.
>Other, write in.
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>>5683007
>Go and sit down on the table where Blackmoore would be sitting. This way you could keep watch over the feast and have a little bit of privacy.
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>>5683007
>>Mingle with the guests and talk to them personally. Give them a chance to speak with you briefly and thank you.
maybe we could also recognize the guy? although the image may have extra disguise. At least we could take note of who's in attendance
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>>5683007
>Mingle with the guests and talk to them personally. Give them a chance to speak with you briefly and thank you.

One hand always resting on our sword belt/hilt.
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>>5683007
>>Mingle with the guests and talk to them personally. Give them a chance to speak with you briefly and thank you.
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This is a good spot to end this thread. The next update starts with mingling with the guests. We are at page 10 with nearly 460 replies which makes me happy, as I had a bit of doubt of whether my players will find the thread after the short pause in new threads. I will put the next thread up later today.

This thread is archived and I am planning on updating the pastebins after we have returned home from Durnholde. Thank you for playing and reading. And as always if you have any questions or comments about the quest or the characters or for the QM, please go ahead and say them. I will try to answer them as best as I can.


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