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Episode 3: The Snipping of Shears
At a broad table, here in the banquet hall of the Villa Aurora (the Halovar estate), Teor, you are seated on a exquisite, velvet-lined and cushioned seat as a small, white velvet sack of coins lands with a thunk in front of you. The woman speaking to you says,
“And, of course, for any accoutrement needed for your service as a guardian errant of the Lord Wicander Halovar. The Mercanaud Couturier will be happy to fit you and your gear to our station. We attempt to make clear that violence is always a regrettable, tragic, and final resort; that the weaponry, armor, and tabardry of our various vassals and men-at-arms bear the symbol of the Candescent Creed, but we would shudder to think of you going out of your own pocket for that.”
Teor:“Oh, that is most understood. I think, if I might suggest an alternative, perhaps for an extra level of security, perhaps I could stay as I am, plainclothes, to not draw attention to anything that needs to be done on behalf of the Candescent Creed. A more covert security force.”
“A splendid suggestion. It is such an exciting proposition to imagine, that by wearing the symbol of the Candescent Creed, you may attempt to be covert in proudly wearing the symbol of the order.”
Close behind you, you hear dogs barking as the door flies open and on these sets of silvery-white chains, this massive knight walks in, heavily-armored, gray-bearded, human knight. He’s got gleaming, luminous tattoos all around his neck that curl up around over his eyes. He walks in and goes,
“Ah, you’re the former Bannersman, yes?”
Teor:“That would be me, Teor.”
“Well, Teor, it’s a pleasure to meet you. I am Sir Filoneus Halovar. These are my dogs Wrath and Judgement. I can’t tell which one is which, but then again when it comes to wrath and judgment, who can?!”
Teor:“Indeed. Both beautiful companions.”
You see one dog snarls and it has a dull glow from the back of its throat. You hear a sort of faint humming from its vocal chords, almost like it can’t stop whining. This whining is sort of beautiful, ethereal, almost angelic.
Teor:“Such a beautiful noise they make. I have never heard the like.”
Fil:“Oh, yes. They can’t stop singing, these dogs. The song confuses spellcasters. They’re good dogs. Glad to have you aboard! Well you’re best on your way to the couturier. We expect you back first thing tomorrow.”
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Highlights
Marketplace near the Davinos estate. Teor notices an official posting banning the use of magic within the area before the two meet each others gaze and converse.
Yanessa:“Your life will be mostly the same going forward. We just needed you to know enough to stop believing.”
Tyranny:“I was given a body six months ago with the explicit purpose of making you look good, okay? I am hired by your family. I am not going to be saved. I’m a demon, man. You can’t save a demon…Your family has been in bed with my family for a very long time. My maker, Ksha’aravi (the HIgh Prince of Demonkind and the Shadow of Suffering) brought me to you to spread the word of the Candescent Creed.”
In exchange, he gets filament and souls. Wicander’s naïveté was so pure that Tyranny chose to be a genuine assistant.
“My contract is with you, it’s not with your family…”
…on a 14, it’s BAD in here…the wash of embarrassment and sort of apology of the thief whose pants you are in, as he’s like, “Ah, I’m sorry.”
Alex:“I’m a child!”
Laura:“You’re not a child, you’re like 20!”
Laura:“And his dick’s out cuz he took his pants off! Haha!”
Fire BoltOcctis:“I’m an adult!”
“Run.”
Casimir has just paid off his massive debt on The Gibbet List (marked for death) as of yesterday. Thimble remembers an attacker resembling him. He had a title for a stronghouse in Gormalay that was stolen by Teor’s brother Talcydimir.
INTERMISSION
At the very bottom of the cascading falls of Dol-Makjar where the river Vrosh lets out into Lake Nadami, as the city and its tall, spiraling towers begins to fade into the nearby woods, and the highway taking off to neighboring towns (deeper into the land of Kahad), we see here at the base (the tall spires of Dol-Makjar, this city that was the shield of Kahad during the long centuries that stood as the shield to the orcish homeland against the mountain dwarves to their east, to the humans to their north, at a time ruled by the Shapers). Now it beholds a metropolis (a place where all peoples united in revolution and rebellion against the gods can sing and trade, dance and perform magic). And when we speak of perform, a place of performance, at the very base of that city (surrounded by the woods at the very edge) we see an ancient place with a brand new wooden sign leaning against a massive stone entranceway, and we see some boots approaching that sign. Liam, what does it say on that sign that now waits with so much potential there by the wall?
ducksmagpies in a row…”“Once we came here to celebrate a god, now we come to celebrate each other.”
Sam:“Episode title.”
Thaisha:“…you and your father are protecting this world by protecting and creating the stories and songs of it.”
Aabria:(joking)“Goddamn it!”
It’s either magic you’ve never seen before, or this was sitting at the back of a workshop at the Penteveral for too long and got weird.
(continued)
Bolaire:“That was supposed to be a gift shop, not a concession stand.”
Olgud:“Gift shop museum ass.”
Hal:“Shadia, we’re moving, come on. Don’t eat the paint.”
BLeeM:“This is what they’re playing at Abercrombie & Fitch.”
Travis:“Your mother is in here with us.”
The Lion looks like he’s “about to get Silence of the Lamb-ed”
“You would’ve had quite a ride come sunrise.”
[Travis and Aabria exchange ‘WTF’ looks.]
Liam:“Did they take the ballgag out?”
Poisonedcondition is liftedWhat a hoot.
Stealthroll[Thimble is pointedly ignoring Wicander]
Wicander:“Oh! Look at that (pointing at the passing light).”
Tyranny:“We haven’t met. Hi. You’re so little. Hi, I’m Tyranny.”
SamLiam:“I’m a real boy!”Divine Sense, something more troubling than that curse is discovered. The garden of House Davinos is filled with hundreds of spectres of the restless dead just on the other side of the Veil.Put him on the table. Open him up, and we’ll put the stone where it belongs.
Cooldown
Taliesin:“He’s grrreat!”
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