Red Valor: Ferindor's Grave (In Character)

[Senkennomei]

[ic=Aromel]Aromel folds his arms underneath his cloak, waiting for the gnome to answer Sunetos' question. "We need information from Black Talon soldiers. A fight with them is almost inevitable."[/ic]

[Elven Doritos]

[ic=Braddle]Braddle looks to Sunetos and nods slowly. After a short pause, he gruffly speaks, holding his throat tenderly. "I know of a cure. Unfortunately, it's not going to be easy to get to it... The only antidote outside of the ranks of Black Talon would be that of the poisonmixer himself." Braddle closes his eyes, and speaks slowly. "A particularly wicked hag in the Blackmarshes of Vestin is the creature responsible for the vile concoction, and it will be easier to get to her than to break the ranks of Black Talon."[/ic]

[Senkennomei]

[ic=Aromel]Aromel runs a hand through his hair as he recounts how long it took for him to get to the Middlegrounds from northern Vestin. "So you mean to tell me that we would have to go all the way to southern Vestin to get a cure? Why can't we just steal an antidote from those drunk Black Talon soldiers back at the inn?"[/ic]

[Numinous]

[ic=Sunetos]"True, true...  It would appear that time is of the essence in this matter, and I am not particularly opposed to conflict...[/ic]

[Poseptune]

[ic=Raynor]
After stowing a few things in his room, Raynor heads down the stairs. He bumps into the man(Jae'kal) walking up them. "Sorry." A few steps down he sees that his new acquaintances have left. Raynor turns to the man and asks, "Have you seen a strange elf with two cuts over his left eye and a man wearing a grey cloak"[/ic]

[Elven Doritos]

[ic=Braddle]The gnome shakes his head disapprovingly. "I do not doubt that Black Talon soldiers would be carrying the antidote. I would warn you that it is very dangerous to confront any Kettan soldier, and these are among the most elite you can find. If you are going to try and steal an antidote from them, do your best to ensure that you will not have to fight them. A more dangerous foe you will not find within this town."[/ic]

[Senkennomei]

[ic=Aromel]Giving a sigh, the elf concedes to the gnome's disapproval. "How long does your brother have to live, then?" Glancing around the room again, Aromel also notices that one of his questions has been dodged. "And you still haven't told me what you are doing in this place." [/ic]

[Elven Doritos]

[ic=Braddle]With a long look to his dormant brother, he shakes his head. "We do not know, but with magic, we should be able to delay the poison's degenerative effects for another few weeks." With another long glance, this time at Aromel, he gives a resigned sigh. "We came to this place by accident while we were fleeing attackers, and the owner of the shop decided he would hide us. He gave us this strange alcove to hide in, which he admitted to not knowing about previously, and we have been here since."[/ic]

[Senkennomei]

[ic=Aromel]"Well, you might want to get your brother off of there." Aromel motions at the platform which the dying gnome is lying on.

"That is a sacrificial altar. If he dies on it, there's no telling what might happen." Pausing for a moment, Aromel glances at Sunetos as he mulls over the information he has been given before turning his attention back to the gnome. "If I help, will you be able to find some information for me in my absence? I'm looking for an elf - my mother, to be precise. I don't remember her too well, but my guess would be that she had relations with an elf of fiendish appearances. If you can find either her location or that of her lover I will gladly travel to the Black Marshes."

Turning to Sunetos, he reassures the impatient elf of this sudden change of plans. "If these soldiers are as dangerous as he claims them to be, killing one or two of them whilst they are in a drunken stupor could have some dire repercussions. Let's cure his brother first, then focus on spilling blood."[/ic]

[Elven Doritos]

[ic=Nobble]Hopping happily, Nobble beams. "We'll find it out, mister! Thank you!" As he runs to give Aromel another sweeping hug, but is stopped by Braddle.[/ic]

[ic=Braddle]Braddle sighs, holding back his brother. "Thank you, good sir. We will look into the matter immediately." With a look of embarrasment, he nods. "And as for the alter, many apologies. I am ill-informed when it comes to the dark arts.... It's the area Gribbin's expertise."[/ic]

[Numinous]

[ic=Sunetos]"So, now that we've signed ourselves over to some obviously doomed quest...  shall we return to the inn and collect Raynor?  It's better to die in good company than alone, after all..."[/ic]

[Senkennomei]

[ic=Aromel]"You don't have to go if you don't want to." Aromel shoots back at Sunetos. "Thank you," he says to the gnomes, "I'll try to get an antidote back here as soon as I can." With that, Aromel picks up the lantern and begins his walk out of the chamber.[/ic]

[Numinous]

[ic=Sunetos]Grumbling, Sunetos pulls his cloak's hood back up,  muttering, "Might as well do something.  Better than just sitting around in this gloomy little town..."  He then turns to follow Aromel up the stairs, mumbling under his breath various things which can be safely assumed are obscenities, but not loud enough to be made out for sure...[/ic]

[Captain Obvious]

[ic=Jae'kal]"Ah, I would surmise then that you be one of the strangers mentioned to me. No I have not seen your elves, but was rather looking for them as well. Seeing as they are gone, perhaps us two could adjourn to the common room to await their... Wait. Two scars over his eye? Hmm... intruiging. Methinks I know this elf, although what he might be doing here...? Come along then, I am called Jae'kal." Throwing an arms across Raynor's shoulders, Jae'kal then steers him down to the common room to wait.[/ic]

[Poseptune]

[ic=Raynor]Raynor allows himself to be lead back down stairs by the stranger, but eyes him suspiciously. Noticing the stranger's wet cloths Raynor, asks  "So where are you from?"[/ic]