SESSION 31C: THE OBSTINATE PRISONER
November 9th, 2008
The 17th Day of Kadal in the 790th Year of the Seyrunian Dynasty
“Couldn’t we take one of these corpses and use it to intimidate that orc we’ve got locked in a closet?” Elestra asked.
“Haven’t we basically already done that?” Tee pointed out, leaving unvoiced her concern about the bloodthirstiness beginning to appear in the young girl.
“I’ve even torn off her ear,” Agnarr said.
They left the bodies, but they did return to the mansion.
They found the orc woman sleeping in the closet. Tee poured water over her head and they tried to question her again… but it went no better than the last two times they had tried.
The orc woman laughed at Elestra’s efforts. “You’re wearing pink leather boots. I can barely take you seriously.”
Tor stepped forward and ineffectually tried again. “I’m imagining you wearing pink leather boots.”
They were stymied.
“It’s been two days since I had a drink,” the orc said. “Are you planning to kill me?”
“What are you talking about?” Tee said. “I just poured water over you head.”
“Maybe if we tried a nicer approach?” Ranthir said. “Tell us what we want to know and we’ll give you some food.”
“You tore off my ear and killed my friends and you think I’m going to talk for a little bit of food?”
They shut the closet door and withdrew a little.
“She’s right about one thing,” Tee said. “If we just keep her locked up in there, she’ll die.”
“So?” Elestra asked.
They eventually decided to haul her down to the Imperial Cathedral. There they turned her over to Heth Neferul, explaining that she might be a source of information regarding the group attempting to breach the Banewarrens.
“And what of the lore spell?” Heth asked. “Was it successful, Master Ranthir?”
“Yes,” Ranthir said.
“It told us that the only way through the door was through the use of a magical wish,” Tee lied blithely.
Heth pondered this for awhile. “I will see if such powerful magicks can be acquired for you. In the meantime, continue your efforts to reach the sword. If our questioning of this orc yields any fruit, I will send word to you.”
PLANNING FOR THE MORROW
Returning to the Ghostly Minstrel they spent the better part of an hour cleaning up the coagulate gore and blood that had been spattered across them in the Banewarrens (and only now pausing to reflect on Brother Heth’s blithe reaction to the same).
While the others were finishing up, Tor left the Minstrel and went next door to the Bull and Bear. There he found Iltumar tending the shop. After some small talk (in which Iltumar proved to be his usual, overeager self), Tor asked him if he might be interested in practicing some swordplay the next morning.
“I would love to! Will Mistress Tee be there?”
“No, it would just be me and you,” Tor said. “Is that okay?”
“Of course!”
“Do you own a sword?”
“No, but I can ask Hirus if I might borrow one.”
“Do so,” Tor said. “I’ll meet you here tomorrow.”
Tor returned to the Ghostly Minstrel and gathered the others. Tor explained his plans with Iltumar – if the lad wanted to be a part of something larger, he was hoping to give him a better option than the Brotherhood of Ptolus.
Tor also wanted to try to reach Sir Kabel in Pythoness House as soon as possible, but he was worried that he was still being followed – possibly by agents of the Church.
After discussing their options, Ranthir proposed using a spell of invisibility that the he had studied in Shilukar’s spellbook. Thus cloaked in magick, Tor would be able to easily slip away from the mansion on Nibeck Street and make his way to Pythoness House undetected.
Ranthir wouldn’t be able to cast the spell until morning, but since Tor wasn’t supposed to meet with Sir Kabel until then they decided that the plan was as good as any.
They also wanted to make sure that the sealed door in the Banewarrens couldn’t be opened without them knowing about it. Ranthir would be able to lay a spell which would alert him if the door was opened and Elestra’s connection with the Spirit of the City would allow her to work a similar charm. Between the two of them they should be able to keep the sealed door under constant alarm.
However, these minor magicks were strictly limited in their range: If they were placed upon the sealed door, Ranthir and Elestra would be unable to move much farther east than the edge of Oldtown.
And with that plan in hand, not wanting to leave the door unwatched any longer than necessary, they returned to the Banewarrens. Ranthir laid his spell upon the sealed door and the rest of them set their watches for the night.
Running the Campaign: Let It Ride Interrogation – Campaign Journal: Session 31D
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