Title: Party Crashers at Luke’s Shack (page 2 of 2)
RP Thread Number: 22b
Pages: Page 1, Page 2
When Occured: Between Sessions #15 “Reprieve” and # 2 “Temple of Gusi “
Location: In Luke’s Shack in the Warrens.
Out of Game Date: Oct 26 – Nov 01, 2018
Participants: Rabbit, Luke, Keyleth, Te’Teh, Anglerond
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Key takes a deep breath in and lets it out a bit shakely. “You are very right. He is a very real danger to us. I need to be honest with all of you. If he comes at us, my instinct would not be to kill. That being said, whe should take precautions. Or are you of the mind to go find him?”
She gets up, strides to the door and opens it.
“This is a conversation that you need to be involved in Anglerond. So coukd you please come in?”
Anglerond looks up from his seat beside the door, a piece of wood and a carving knife moving together in a slow dance, small flecks of wood coming off, something has started to form in the wood itself. He looks up at Key, shrugs and steps in. “As you wish my queen.”
A small smile flickers across his face when he says that..
Rabbit nods at Luke. “You are right, she hasn’t been afraid of anything else, including several pirate ships with cannons, a large ambush, or any of us. Do you think its the same thing that scares Alluvia?”
“I do think it’s in the same vein as what is scaring Alluvia half to death. She’s clearly in possession of some oracle abilities, and her half brother frightens her. Whatever he’s been doing, it’s a big deal. We should also be aware that she is some sort of record keeper for us. Whatever fool’s errand we are on with this quest, the Fate’s have tied her to us. I don’t think it’s an accident that Glorion’s sister and Glorion are bound up into this somehow,” Luke says.
Key rolls her eyes at Anglerond. She strides back to her chair and sits, picking up her quill and toying with it nervously.
“We should check in with her on a regular basis to see if she has any insight on her brother. Im willing to take that on. I’ll check with her weekly.” She rubs a hand on her leg anxiously.
“Anglerond, can you give us any insight on his powers? Would it be foolish to take the fight to him?”
Anglerond sits on the chair near the bed, wood and knife in hand. He watches Key speak and his eyes are cautious. “Are you sure you want to pursue that angle? Are we sure he isn’t in need? I am reluctant to do something drastic in case he is being possessed or it isn’t actually him. I do worry though if we wait too long it might cost someone their lives that we know.”
A look of frustration crosses his face, “There was never a sign of this in all the years I trained him. He could be argumentative, pushy and arrogant but he always had a light inside. I don’t know what I missed. I worry that the forest got to him, like the elves you found in Bhen Tharim.”
“We don’t know, but we should be prepared in either case. I’d like to help him if this is a possession, but he’s a strong fighter, and we might find ourselves in a situation where fighting is our only option,” Luke says.
“He was always a blood thirsty, but he said Corellon was a god of blood vengeance. None of us knew this was total bullshit. Because of his religious paladin ways, we assumed wrongly that his god was bloody and violent and that this was him being good about it. Now I know whatever he thought his religion was, apparently the man never bothered to read his own religion’s holy texts. I saw Corellon on the island. He was an elf of age, and seemed more focused on life and protection than Glorion’s ‘bloody vengeance’ story. I think he chose to avoid his home because you would have all known the difference immediately. We, not being elves and unfamiliar with those gods, did not. Don’t blame yourself,” Luke says.
Key continues her anxious fiddling. “I didn’t mean we should kill him on sight. I couldn’t do that even if that’s what was called for. I should have used different words. Im sorry for the confusion.” She sets her quill down and looks directly at Anglerond.
“This is not anyone’s fault. I think the interaction witt his god left him vulnerable to outside influence of some kind. Weather its the mists, or Mori. The latter would be rather poetic really, seen as how we banished his male assimar. He needs help, I just hope he isn’t beyond the point where he would take it.” She pauses letting that sink in.
“How do you think we can best help him. You’ve known him the longest, and seen and interacted with him the most recently.”
Rabbit looks over at Key. “If you need me to do it, I can find him. I am fairly sure I could do it within a week.”
Anglerond looks skeptically at Rabbit, then turns to Key. “Luke is right about this. There is something about all of this, with Alluvian ties in. I know she loves her brotherly deeply but if she is scared we need to maybe move on this. I am uncomfortable with the idea but he is powerful and favored by the gods, just seemingly not Corellon anymore.”
He sighs, “He May still be redeemable, but this is how Death Knights and other fallen Paladin are borne. Being an Aasimar just makes it more dangerous and unknowable about what he is about.”
Luke looks at Key, and says kindly, “Don’t make the mistake of believing the story he was selling when he came out of the temple after talking to Corellon. That interaction was all his god, as a kindly older elf, trying to offer a way out of the path of bloody vengeance Glorion was hell bent on getting. When Glorion threw that back in his god’s face, and made demands that he’d only follow Corellon if the god wiped your memory, Corellon said the path of vengeance wasn’t his, but he’d be happy to put Glorion on a path that suited him, with Corellon’s sister, if Glorion was insistent on it.”
Luke’s dark eyes narrow in annoyance, “Glorion’s were not the words of a man that is devoted to a god, but of a spoiled child wanting something. He made all the demands of Corellon. He didn’t understand what his own god’s path was. If anything in that interaction set him off, it was the reality that he was favored by a god that didn’t want him participating in bloody vengeance over things that weren’t even slights.”
Luke then looks to Rabbit, “He never asked Rabbit how she felt. Rabbit is probably more skilled than anyone in our company, and if she had wanted that elf dead, she would hav done it herself. She chose to let him life. Glorion didn’t protect rabbit, he overstepped his bounds and ‘avenged’ her, murdering a snarky unarmed man for not recognizing Glorion’s authority. He wanted murder and death and he got it. Being a king’s son meant that man’s family will never get justice. They will just point to his death and say it was proof Glorion was tainted all along”
He then turns to Anglerond, “I don’t think he’s possessed. I think this has always been him. He had severe troubles becoming Asimar, like his mother. I suspect it was a spiritual crisis between his Paladinhood and contact with Corellon, and his true nature. If anything, you and his family and Corellon, were working valiantly against a man that was incapable of caring, and this outcome was staved off by your care and training.”
Key listens to Luke as he speaks. Her face becomes grave. She eaits a moment after he’s finished before speaking. “I don’t believe that people are inherently evil. Everyone has choice and those choices have consequences. I also can’t believe for my own sanity, that I was played. For months. He may or may not be possesed. Either way the situation needs dealing with. Any objections to Rabbit locating him?”
She looks around at her friends at the table.
Rabbit looks down, almost embarrassed by the situation in Arborlon and her being beaten, and the resulting death of the elf noble. “I should have stepped in and told Glorion no. I didn’t realize he would kill a fellow noble who was unarmed.”
She turns back to Key, then looks up at Luke, “Do you want me to find him?”
Anglerond barks in laughter, a slight tinge of disbelief in it. “I tracked him for months, I know the forests, I know him and I only caught whispers and shadows. How do you think you can do it in a week?”
Key looks at Rabbit. “That was not your fault. That was his choice. He made it not you. Your not his keeper.” She sighs heavily and looks to Luke.
“Im going to let you decide when we tackle this. You have more insight into the religious stuff. I’d honestly like to get it taken care of as soon as possible. I feel like he’s becoming a cancer that’s eating everything from the inside out, me included.” She stands and begins to pace the room.
“Rabbit is it okay if we tell Anglerond how you can track?”
Rabbit’s eyes flash momentarily at Anglerond, she pats Luke’s had affectionately. “I won’t run off by myself. You asked me when you fixed me to not do something like that. I would only go with either your permission or blessing, or I will take you all. I think I am close enough to all of you that I could work it as a group. Besides, while he is out roaming around I don’t want to leave you or Key, I might have grown fond of you too much.”
She turns back to Key, after glancing at Anglerond again, “You can tell him what you like.” she then mutters in drow. “Usstan inbal plynnet mzil haren d’darthien vel’uss dismiss uns’aa, vel’bol uk talinthe d’uns’aa zhah xuileb iklnig”
She then seemed to feel bad about saying that, shutting her mouth quickly.
//Usstan inbal plynnet mzil haren d’darthien vel’uss dismiss uns’aa, vel’bol uk talinthe d’uns’aa zhah xuileb iklnig – I have taken many ears of elves who dismiss me, what he thinks is without meaning to me.
– Key can definitely understand, and it is up to Luke if he understands enough, depending on how hard he wanted to learn drow.
Anglerond looks at Key interestedly in what she might say“By all means, please let me know. It will help me assess what we have in defense for Keyleth”
“Rabbit is capable of finding Glorion. She’s probably more capable than most of us, if Nesterim’s little scheme was any indication recently,” Luke tells the elf.
He then turns to Key, “I know this is hard for you. He was a confusing mess of a man, that wanted a convenience marriage, then decided to make it real. He was charming when he wanted something, and I thought he was sincere, then he did an about face. Don’t forget you slept in my room that night on the boat. I don’t think he knows what he wants, and was shifting what he wanted minute to minute. That might be due to his religious conflict with his god and his nature. It doesn’t mean it didn’t hurt you though.” Luke offers a small smile.
Key lifts an eyebrow in Anglerond’s direction only stopping in her pacing for a moment. “She was a handmaiden to a very powerful noble. Her specialty was humans and elves. Im positive that she can back up whatever she says.” She looks between Rabbit and Anglerond.
“Fighting amongst your selves does not keep me or anyone else safe.” She pauses to make sure the message is received, then turns to Luke.
“I understand that I have a bias. Im trying to work through that, which is why Im taking your lead in this.” She continues moving about the room. As she passes by Luke she places a hand on his shoulder and squeezes before moving on.
Rabbit’s looks back down, her cheeks a little red. “I don’t mean to fight, this is a sensitive subject and I am probably a little more annoyed than I realized at Goldilocks .”
She turns to Luke, tugs his hand “I can do this, and quickly. I am worried if we leave this alone he will just gain in power with whatever force he has. I can’t guarantee we can stop him fully, but I worry he might do something else that will bring pain down on Key“
Anglerond nods to Keyleth and her words, He does look at Rabbit momentarily, a bit wary “An actual handmaiden is unexpected, I have fought the drow for decades and I am probably a little more blinded by biases.”
He does give Key a look indicating that he would be talking to her in private though about his thoughts. However, he lets go of any combativeness. “Glorion is going to be rough no matter what we do. I don’t know what other powers he might be connected with, but I can’t imagine that his family, including his sister, is safe. That is what worries me.”
“I think we need some more information. I’m not sure Nightscale wants to talk because she was scared and it’s a loss of face for her. Alluvia can’t talk because she doesn’t know beyond she is scared. I will go ask Salkya, at the temple and see if she has ever heard of this. We also have Reggie, and the library. Arborlon also has ties to the library, but I suspect they are using them for Glorion as well. This isn’t something to rush blindly into. I hope he can get his head out of his ass, and sort it out, but there are a lot of common folk missing, and he was never shy about murder, so side more on being ready for the worst,” Luke says.
Key shoots a look in Anglerond direction and touches Rabbits shoulder as she walks by. “Very valid point. Rushing in never helps. I’ll talk to the King and Queen and to Alluvia. Maybe Veronwe can help us interprete some of her dreams. Worst case Anglerond and I could make a run up to Arborlon to talk to him in person if need be.” She looks around the room with a rueful grin. “Who wants to contact Reggie? We didn’t give him a stone did we?”
Rabbit’s smiles at Key, and then gets a fake scolding look. “You do realize no matter what we do, you aren’t going off alone, not with Anglerond or the entire Royal Elven Guard of Arborlon, we are sticking with you.”
She swats Luke on the butt, “Are we pursuing this whole Artherien thing, or going for money?“
Anglerond looks confused about the rebuke, but nods his head in deference to his queen“Yes, Luke and Key, what are the plans that we are going forward with at this point?”
Key’s expression softenes. She gets a burst of inspiration and finally sits, grabbing a fresh sheet of parchment and her quill. She writes while she talks. “My opinion is to spend the next little while researching then get this taken care of as soon as possible. But like I said, Im going to take my que from Luke. The only reason I want to do this now is to ease my discomfort. I can stand to be I comfortable for a while longer if it keeps everyone safe.”
She looks up to Rabbit and Anglerond, her gaze resting on the later, an apology in her expression.
Rabbit looks over at Key then up to Luke. She gives Luke a soft kiss on his cheek and rubs her cheek against his before turning to Key. “So it sounds like we need to go to Salkya and the temple, approach the library and talk with Arborlon, especially Alluvia. Maybe we can go to Veronwe. Maybe this has something to do with the whole ‘cycle’ Veronwe is referencing.”
Anglerond just smiles at Key, he shrugs at her apology, indicating it was nothing. “I recommend everyone stay together. If I was in Artherien’s spot I would want to take out who I could. I have to assume they are going to try. I need to be here to make sure he misses.”
“Okay. I think we should check in on things here, and move outwards on this subject.
- I will check in with Salkya at the temple and ask if she’s come up with anything more.
- I need to check on Nightscale, and double check on her studies and work prospects.
- We then need to check with Veronwe. It’s a weird place, but he might know more.
- We are also owed by the library, so more information can be asked there, but Arborlon might be pressuring them for that too.
- We need to weave these through our actual ‘fated’ quest, because we will apparently know when we can go for the next part of it.
Does that all make sense?” Luke asked.
Rabbit nods. “I think that sounds about right. We might want to prepare to move quickly if Key’s ex shows up. I am going to go get my other gear. We also need to find out if anyone else has disappeared that might work with him.”
Anglerond watches. “Just let me know what you need from me.”
Key stops writing to listen intently to Luke. “I’ll send a letter to the library, and contact Arborlon via stone to see if we can set up a meeting with Veronwe. Sound good?”
She starts stacking papers and stuffing things in her bag. All the while her foot is tapping the floor as if its the only outlet for an enormous amount of pent up energy.
“Sounds like we have an idea of what we are all doing, at least. That’s something,” Luke says.
Rabbit smiles at Luke, warmth, affection and happiness seem to exude out of her. “I got the best rest I have had in memory, I got to eat two very delicious meals, and it sounds like we have our plan set up… I can think of something else I want to do if Luke is interested.” She looks at Luke, trying to assess his mood, she then turns to key and smiles “If he says yes, I don’t mind if it’s a spectator sport myself, after all we are going to be traveling for long periods of time together, but I don’t know if Luke feels that way.”
She shrugs, “Or maybe Luke would rather we go over to Salkya now?” She doesn’t seem she will be disappointed if he isn’t interested.
Anglerond continues fiddling with the knife and piece of wood, a smirk on the corner of his mouth.
Key gathers her things and stands up moving toward the door. “Nope, thats okay. Im not really a spectator.” She goes a bit pink.
“Besides, I need to move. I have all this extra anxiety that I need to work off somehow and getting to work sounds like a great way to do it.” She looks to Anglerond.
“Since Im guessing I’ll not be allowed to wander about on my own, are tou coming? Te’Teh you are welcome to come as well.”
Te’teh looks over, having finally stopped eating, she smiles at Key and belches loudly. She then nods,. “I for one do not want to get in the way of Rabbit or Luke getting laid. One will knife me, the other will be grumpy and I am not sure which is worse.”
Looking pleased she stands up and grabs her bag.
“Thanks for coming by, I think that all worked out well,” Luke says and stands for his farewell’s.
Rabbit stands up, she seems unsure if Luke was taking her up on her offer or if she should go. Suddenly aware of not being in her own place she smiles a bit nervously.
She leans over and hugs Keyleth, shifting sideways towards her coat in case she should leave as well. She looks up at Luke, waiting for an indication if she should leave.
Anglerond nods to Key as he gets up. He then turns to Rabbit. “Rabbit, I think he wants you to stay.”
Key hugs Rabbit back. “Stay sister. Enjoy yourself.” She lears and winks at the two. She steps up to Luke and gives him a hug too.
She walks to the door and goes through without waiting to see who follows her.
Luke rolls his eyes and subtly reaches with his long arm behind Rabbit and holds a strand of her hair, while he says his goodbyes, holding her in place.
Rabbit’s face lights up when she feels Luke tugging on her hair. She nods to her friends as they leave, and even before she turns all the way around she is unlatching some of the buckles on her clothing. She stops unhooking the clasps and looks up at him a happy but serious look. “I have found I very much like helping you with your people, I am willing to help you however you need or want.: She then starts pulling his shirt up out of his pumpkin pants and gives him a small grin, “If you want when we are done I can cook you dinner.”
“Perfect,” Luke says. . . .
THREAD CLOSED DUE TO GAME