Before the Gates of Death
Fourteenth Day of Olweje-hamba (Olweje Descending) 1348 A. L. (After Landfall)
"Answers, aye answers I shall give and readily, but not out here for all the city to hear," Here you lower your voice, not for menace for you have a doubt these three will be moved by threats so close to the halls of their allies, but for secrecy. "Not under threat of a man held captive. If you doubt the honor of these words ponder that we did not leave one of our own to an uncertain fa..."
A rumbling laugh from the hammer bearer cuts you off before the last word sending the heat of anger in your stomach like coals, but you are no boy new to his spurs and so you are still and you listen as the woman speaks. Her tone is not mocking, but her words just as doubtful. "You came this far because you feared what he might say of you and yours. do you really think the name of some strange city is al I have learned from him?l Do you think I do not know what menagerie of horrors you have gathered taking advantage of a child who does not know clean power from the unclean..."
"I know what I see with my eyes and what I hear with my ears, do you?" Inge's voice holds strange calm, though there is no chill in the air around her no otherworldly inflection of her words, it is as though she is making nothing more than a proclamation of fact. "I have no great learning of book and what I know of the unseen I guess from glimpses out of the corner of the eye, but this much I know, rare is the soul to be cast adrift that is found again and accursed is one who scorns the hand that lifts them up. I was adrift and then I was found, if I've been snared then it is in a net of my own weaving and I'd
wear it like a cloak."
The words, but even more the tone sharp and raw, seem to strike a chord, or at least a blow, and then you speak: "Our fortunes have been strange indeed, but none of those whom we took willingly aboard have been anything but an aid against the perils of the sea and darker things. I would not see one lost now haveing found this great harbor who has survived from that day to this."
Silence stretches like a chasm, but not one unabridged. The man garbed in frost speaks. "I see no enchantment to any of them and the child's power is untainted. Mistaken she might be, she is not enthralled. "
Though it is almost a physical effort you keep your tongue behind your teeth and to not answer the affront to your honor by implying otherwise. Finally the woman nods and speaks in hurried whisper thus replies "You ask that we trust you who would travel with a woman half dead , then you must first give it, come in only with the girl and one other guard if you must and we will speak of your travels in private and part in peace under the eye of Ikomi."
What do you reply?
[] Accept, you will enter the temple only with Inge and Tom
[] Refuse, demand again that they bring Zuan out before you will speak
[] Write in
OOC: The reason this took so long was well... this. Note the very hard DC, you would have to roll 17 on the dice... and you rolled a 20 again. Hopefully I managed to illustrate just how much luck and skill both went into threading the needle so far.