Of Soaring Towers and Anchors Deep
Ninth Day of the Eleventh Month 293 AC
As is starting to become a habit in your visit here, you simply buy all the pearls with hardly a second thought. You can think of far more than three thousand people you would wish to have warning of Deep Ones lurking nearby, though odds are only a handful of your subjects will be given a pearl to hold. Most would secure doors and corridors. Breath Taker even suggested constructing free standing arches to pass people under before allowing them into more sensitive locations like inquisition headquarters or governor's palaces. The priest is practically brimming with ideas, useful of course and much appreciated, but also a sobering reminder that his people have been laboring under the fel shadow of those creatures called the Deep Ones since time out of mind.
Gained 3000 Pearls of the Clear Sea
Lost 150,000 IM
Not all treachery is the province of dreadful minds from beyond the spheres of being, however, for mortals are worryingly adept at it and, as in all things, magic can help a great deal. Strange as it may be to think of protecting a dragon more than five times your age from ill-intentioned seduction, that is indeed at the forefront of your mind as you wind your way up Wavespinner's pale spire, the eyes of serpents carved in every alcove almost seeming to follow you.
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"...so then I silenced it by the most expedient means at my disposal. I bit into it. If you remember nothing else of my visit, Wisdom, remember this; apart from being horrid parasites with delusions of grandeur,
Ilithidae taste truly atrocious," the tale told in a lighthearted tone draws laughter, as others before it have, but also a cautious gleam in her sea-green eyes. It seems she understands the warning about harming those who are under your protection.
You take a sip of your drink and wait. Blood Wine the locals call it, though it thankfully has nothing to do with blood, but instead the nodules of a particular type of kelp that grows anchored to the lowest parts of Vialesk.
"I am not your enemy, fire-born," the sorceress says, at last abandoning the game of hints and double-meaning.
"I never claimed you were, Wisdom," you reply instantly. If she had thought the sudden change of pace would put you off balance, then she will have to deal with disappointment.
Wavespinner sighs, a small exhalation of bitter mist passing her lips. "I know it is uncommon for a mortal to seek to court a dragon, but I assure you I have no interest in drawing Relath from your service, nor in any way interfering with his duties. You must know how hard it is to find peers in power and accomplishment, worthy to stand at one's side. Even having found them, they are all too likely to be distracted with their own doings, ill-mannered, or too used to mastery in all things."
You nod in cautious understanding of her point, though to your great good fortune you have never been in that position, without friends or companions at your side. No, more than that, you have never counted arcane lore or skill in battle the only worth that others might hold.
How lonely it must be atop this tower, forever looking down.
"I make no claim that my home has more great sorcerers or dragons than this sphere, but those who have gathered around my banner at least work together for the betterment of all without jealousy or arrogance," you say, convinced that her motives are genuine.
To your surprise, the sorceress laughs. "Ah... what a strange notion you must have of me. Generous as the offer may be, it is too early to think of moving my tower just yet."
For a moment the expression strikes you as odd, then you realize that by the magic she wields, Wavespinner might actually move her tower whole across the planes of being. Bidding farewell to the dragon-blooded mage with a far lighter heart than you had entered, you return to the market once more.
There you find that Breath Taker had found a supplier of the Anchor Crafter Guild, who rather than forging mere ship's anchors is responsible for maintaining and at times expanding the coral and limestone foundation of the City of Splendid Waves. From them you acquire a set of cunningly wrought enchanted horns similar in function to the Titan Tools of the Opaline Vault, but working in living coral.
Gained 2 Deep Song Horns (Coral Growth Titan Tools equivalents)
Lost 20,160 IM
What do you do next?
[] Continue shopping
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[] Learn more about the political situation of the Plane of Water
-[] Focus on the Marid Houses
-[] Focus on the Brine Dragon Dominions
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OOC: I was really tempted to try and push through with the political information, bu I would like to get back to posting the last update of the day at a reasonable hour not past midnight. Not yet edited