Truth in Wine Told
Nineteenth Day of the Tenth Month 293 AC
The sorts of people who joined the Cult of Zagreus could be divided in two groups, Mia had found. On the one hand, you have the rich nobles with too much time and too little work on their hands looking for some intoxicant or other debauchery to tickle their jaded palette. On the other you had young men and women, they were always young, with nothing left to barter away but themselves, slipping through the cracks where not even the whorehouses could catch them. Standing in the modest entrance hall of House Atrenys of Tyrosh, for the first time she had encountered someone in the middle, even if they were not technically present.
"Pardon me for asking, but why is Jaelys' disappearance an Inquisition matter, Wisdom?" Lady Lara Atrenys asked, a faint tremble in her voice.
She was related to one of the slave traders who were killed right after the conquest, the young Inquisitor recalled from the file she had gone through a few hours ago. Probably not connected, but it paid to keep such connections in mind just the same.
"You reported to the Lawmen that in the days leading up to your daughter's vanishing she was behaving erratically—bouts of rage, sleeplessness, crying and... ah... inappropriate advances interspersed with listlessness and sleep so deep she could not be woken from, correct?" Mia asked in return.
Lord Atrenys was giving his wife a look of silent horror. He probably had not known that she had reported the incident with the footmen. Of course if he had not done that the report would have likely never have ended up drawing the interest of the Inquisition, and the girl's best chance to be found would have been lost.
"My lord, the contents of such reports is only shared under official circumstances and would never become the subject of low gossip. The King himself would take very poorly to any of his investigators embarrassing a member of the nobility in such a way." Privately Mia suspected the King would take it just as poorly if a scullery maid or field-hand suffered the same fate, but she doubted that would be something this particular member of the Tyroshi aristocracy would be willing to believe.
"They had better," the man growled.
Mia's polite smile did not waver, the threat passing her like a leaf blown in the wind. "The report also states Jaelys showed signs of improvement right before she vanished. She was able to attend two garden parties almost without incident, but on the second of these she was found to have smuggled what was thought to have been strongwine of some sort. She became agitated when it was taken away, but upon arriving home the flask contained only water."
"It was only water," the lord snorted. "My wife was distraught and not thinking clearly."
"It is my belief that it was not," the young Inquisitor interjected. Producing a simple clay bowl and a water skin from her bag she poured the water inside for the two to see than intoned the words of a
spell in the tongue of air. Clarity and intoxication both... Sure enough the water turned to rich red wine, not the best vintage certainly, but drinkable. Presumably a cultist of a god who favored intoxicants could do better. "That wine grants sharpness of mind to the drinker," she explained. "But the transmutation is not permanent. My work will last an hour, but even the King or Lady Lya could not manage more than three, so someone must have passed Jaelys the wine shortly before you left for the garden party."
"But... whoever that was must have been trying to help then, right?" the lady asked.
Mya briefly struggled against the unprofessional urge to roll her eyes. "Given that they were dosing her with it in secret, we can assume it was the same party that poisoned or enchanted your daughter trying to allay suspicions so that she may then continue down the same path."
"Enchanted? Who did this? Who would dare work magic..." There was anguish beside the anger in Lord Atrenys' words. He was finally starting to understand the gravity of the situation, as his wife had done at the sight of the Inquisition badge.
"We do not know yet," the Inquisitor lied smoothly. She would not trust either of them to keep their mouths shut, and given how hard it had been to find any clear leads about the darker doings of the cult of Zagreus, she was not going to risk spooking them now when they finally had proven magic connected with a serious crime. "I would like a list of everyone your daughter was in contact with a full two hours before she left the house as well as access to her rooms."
"Yes, of course," the lord replied at once.
OOC: Some more law enforcing investigation to go with all the foreign spywork.