An Unwelcome Messenger
Twentieth Day of the Tenth Month 292 AC
Garin had been rather startled at the audacious plan you and Lya had unveiled for the dock area. Part challenge to your enemies, part opportunity for Lya to test out her more daring theories on the working of magic and how it may be used to create for the betterment of all, and most of all an opportunity for the people of the Deep to feel like they are doing more than rebuilding... more than getting by against the horrors all around. It will take the better part of a month for Lya and Xor to see if their theories will bear fruit... and perhaps more to find a singer skilled enough to play the songs of stone that must be sung. You have quietly authorized Alinor to see that the people who lost everything in the blaze are supported from the treasury until the project is done.
Lost 220 Gold
All too soon night begins to fall and the time comes at last to seek your bed after pouring over nautical charts and ledgers much of the day. Waymar and Dany approach you, the first looking troubled, the other excited...
Not the most reassuring of encounters, you think, though there is a part of you that could do with some time away from numbers that had taken to dancing before you even in dreams of late.
As chance would have it, dreams and portents from lands far off are much on Waymar's mind. While standing in the Godswood to pick the fruit touched by the blessing of endurance, he heard a voice from the tree's shadow, a message from Runestone, purportedly from his young sister... a message of support and hope, spoken in the hard tones of a clanswoman from the Mountains of the Moon.
"I worry what those savages might ask of Ysi," Waymar says, then sounding as though he is trying to convince you as much as himself he adds, "She is just a little girl, she could not have gone to them."
Dany clears her throat meaningfully. "How old did you say Ysilla was?" From the gleam in her eye it is clear your sister would rather like to meet a girl of an age with her who dared the savage peaks of the Mountains of the Moon.
Waymar does not take the notion well, looking outright alarmed. "We must speak to her in dreams. I know there is a risk, but..." he trails off helplessly.
"She is kin to you, no more needs be said," you assure the young Valeman.
"How many can you carry across the waters?" you ask your sister, all the more resolved to stand at her side after her last encounter with the twisted children of the Wyrm Mother.
"I could carry a score or more with me," she answers thoughtfully. "The true limit is how many we
dare take on such a long excursion. Much like a forest at night, the Dream is full of dangers and ever likely to betray the presence of those who do not belong."
Who do you take on the dream journey to meet Ysilla Royce?
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OOC: Will be updating Dany's character sheet before the next part, don't worry.