Testimony Most Distant
23st of Rova 4707 A.R. (Absalom Reckoning)
Burnlanders are many great and frightful things; numerous, rich and strong in sorcery, but they are also heat-blind, seemingly compulsively incapable to
look up. It is barely a choice. You nod firmly and with that Gorok steps up, extending one scaled hand, claws wickedly sharp.
To her credit Ms. Silea Naran does not flinch as she grasps it and proclaims solemnly: "By Abadar's gaze, the deal is sealed." Though you feel no wisp of a presence in the air beside the smell of flowers, their bright colors long since gone even as the scent lingers, she seems to relax with the proclamation. "The man named here, Egriso of Augustana, would be named in full Egriso Vaylen of House Vaylen, one of the oldest and most wealthy trading houses in Augustana and the whole of Andoran. We of House Naran have long shared a river with them, traded in peace. Yet even in the most well-ordered nest there are maggots. Someone in the House has been trading with in russet mold and someone
else has been covering it up. The mercenaries you found dead at the hand of the moldmen were paid in banknotes issued to House Vaylen..."
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Attempting to cover it up," you point out. "The mercenaries were killed and we cleared out the moldmen, so the trade should have resumed by now."
"Oh it has been well covered, just as Egriso's tomb was on Inheritor's Ascendance last," seeing Cob's confusion and your attempt to recall the Andoran calendar she expands. "Fifty five days ago. As is the ancient custom of their House, Egriso was buried in the catacombs beneath Old Vale Manor, the seat of House Vaylen in Augustana."
"Why does his fate matter to us?" you ask, suspicion growing like mycelia through soft soil.
"Because I want you to recover his corpse," the words are as blunt as an avalanche and just as inevitable. "Andoran is a free nation where all citizens possess certain unalienable rights, among them the rights to their own person and possessions. From this root grows a vast tree of
jurisprudence—" You just keep learning new words today, something tells you even Mina could not have translated that one without magic. —"which, among many other safeguards, has to do with how evidence may be collected. I cannot simply send you to raid House Vaylen's files as though you were a band of Ulfen out for plunder and then present the information to a magistrate. Fortunetly, what you have already provided
is enough to call upon the Twilight Talons to investigate House Vaylen, but I fear without more information regarding where incriminating evidence may be found we will come up empty handed, with naught but the enmity of the conspirators to show for it."
"So you want us to steal away a body from its resting place in order to find out where you can 'legitimately' find information?" Mina sounds horrified and little wonder, recalling what she had told you of her land, long troubled by the living dead.
"After the body has been questioned we would of course return it to its proper resting place," Silea proclaims primly, tapping her fingers on the table. As far as she is concerned deal is done and you are just being difficult.
"By which you mean we would have to break back into a tomb, carrying a corpse
the whole way through?" You are quite proud of how scathing your tone is despite still learning the language. "Better to cast the spell within the tomb so as not to overly disturb Egriso's rest." Truth be told you do not care that much if one more corpse should shamble forth through dusty halls far off, but Mina does.
"You would not know what questions to ask," she tries, but Gorok cuts her off with a single word.
"Write."
Gorok Intimidation: 1d20 -1 (Charisma) +5 (Fear of the Unknown) = 17 vs Silea Will Save: 1d20 +6 (???) = 13 (Success)
Taken aback by his manner Silea hesitates, then nods. "I can provide you with a list of questions and a scroll. An arcane one?" she ends on a question.
Mina nods, still looking troubled about the whole thing but not enough to object.
"Good. Now I must warn you, House Vaylen began its rise to power and prestige as archeologists and explorers more than a thousand years ago. Over that time they have blossomed not only into one of Andoran's premier banks, but also the preeminent supplier of antiquities from distant lands. Many such treasures are held on different levels of the catacombs, some claim protected by repurposed Osiriani constructs. Watch your step and take nothing."
It just keeps getting better and better... If nothing else at least you get your eight hundred and fifty gold pieces on the spot. Still, Cob looks like he is considering the logistics of kicking the chair out from under her, but you cannot help but think that 'catacombs' sound like a rather large place. How easy is it really to tell that you have been robbed, less by whom?
Lost Banknotes; gained 850 gp -> Now at 3,576 gp 19 sp 21 cp
How do you prepare for the heist?
[] Someone who can pass through walls and fly would be very useful. See if Sirim is interested in doing some treasure hunting right here in Augustana
[] Go to the market to turn all thing gold into things that will help keep you alive and uncaught
-[] Look for Weapons
-[] Look for Armor
-[] Sell something to make even more coin
-[] Write in
[] Write in
OOC: So yeah, you are about to try to rob the graves of hereditary graverobbers turned merchant princes.