The Record of the North

Framing the Fey

(NB I am missing some details. They have ellipses in their places. Please fill them in.)

With a vague plan to return the book, the party left Dab Khazat and traveled under heavy rain in the morning. They kept to the trees for dry terrain. At length them saw a dim outline of an old Floren statue, a monument for some ancient battle, depicting a legionaire with a hand raised, lights through the rain, near the statue. As they approached, they heard a man calling for help in Low Fleurisian and Farwah.

Amata called out to ask who it was, and the slender form of an Eladrin with a sputtering torch approached, then stopped when Amata asked him to stop. He had been attached by thieves, and his companion injured, he said.

When Narayan spoke, the Eladrin recognized him. It was Som Kar Sunhand, a counsellor from the City of Red Glass. His companion, a bodyguard, was well muscled, compact, with a touch of brown still in his eyes, and he stared glassily out. He was badly wounded, the gash greyish-green. Kinaa smelled and licked the wound, pronouncing it not infected but perhaps poisoned, before Narayan tended to it

There was a tensioned exchange amongst the party about helping the two before Narayan summoned a disk and build a stretcher. They put the bodyguard onto the disk and began marching toward the nearest town, taking a detour from their intended path at Ives’ guidance.

They came to a walled town, where they could see smoke rising from small houses and a larger building with a tower and a bell in the top. The bell clanged as the party marched up the muddy road toward the gate, and they could see someone beating it with a stick. Faces appeared over the pallisade wearing leather hoods, and the group could hear a cart being moved to seal the gate. The boy ringing the bell dropped behind the wall.

At length, a man with a rounded face appeared over the gate and threw back his hood. He had thick stubble, crooked yellow teeth and a missing eye. His name was Cordel the Weaver. He expressed distaste for Fay that take the young and Slavers that take all, but at Vikram and Amata’s insistance, he agreed not to let a man die in the marshes and took responsibility for the group nto himself.

They entered and made the Weaver’s acquaintance. The Eladrin travelers introduced themselves and asked after the town’s healer. They were told that the Father at the church is the closest they have to a healer, and they passed through the town, past a mill and over a stream, past clay houses with thatched rooves. The inhabitants of the town seemed ill kept, tired and sick, but not unusually so.

In the common of the town, there was a blacksmith’s forge where a thin, red-eyed man labors over an anvil and a gawky boy pulls at the bellows. To the left, there was a large wooden structure with a dirt floor and tables and chairs. It’s “The Pig’s Ear”, a drinking establishment. In front, a large, better made structure with double doors. Cordell pushes the doors inward and the group follows. A squint eyed man follows the group.

The center of the chapel houses a clay furnace that kept the inside warm. The floor was made of stone slabs with worn brown rugs that form a path around the outside of the room. Directly across the room were statues of Paella wearing a wedding dress and … wearing a tunic, their hands joined. They looked weathered, as though sometimes kept outside. There was no statue of Cyprossar, but an empty space where there should have been.

There they met a man in a greyish robe, long beard, kneeling before Paella. He got up, bowed to the statue and turned to the group. He had bright blue eyes and wrinkles from laughter. Vachel the Priest examined the wound and asked after its origin, then said he could heal it but that it would take time. The priest then prayed and said the wound would heal.

Amata had a brief spitting contest with a squint-eyed man before he stalked off in fear of her.

Most of the seating of the Pig’s Ear was outside, in what was by now mud. The door was open to let out thick wood smoke from inside. A thick limbed woman with a gap in her teeth and red hair stood in the door, wearing a skirt and an apron. She seemed afraid of the group, even as Collain attempted to smooth things over.

Inside the eatery it was crowded with tables, but few patrons. A man was doing figures in a ledger and a woman sat with a pipe. Collain, Kinaa and Amata had a drink, but Amata left when she discovered the drink was no good. Collain, Kinaa and Ives had a conversation in which Ives explained that he had heard about some war goings on from a villager to the north, and that … must never have gotten the message because they haven’t sent any soldiers.

Kinaa, Collain and Ives went back into the temple, where the two traveling Eladrin still were, with the tending priest, and Narayan and Vikram were there and speaking with Sunhand. Kinaa expressed his desire to speak with Sunhand; Kinaa asked whether Sunhand would die for his Nephew, as his Nephew seemed ready to die for him. Sunhand told him that his nephew swore to protect him, but Kinaa was unsatisfied with the answer. Sunhand told him that he would walk his path even if it were hard. Kinaa drew his sword and asked again, and the Priest angered at him, before Sunhand explained that his life is valuable and that he has been charged with responsibilities more valuable than his own or his nephews’ life.

Then Sunhand explained that he was exiled and fleeing from assassins sent by his lover, who didn’t want him to survive his exile due to personal and political conflict. His nephew woke, and the two Eladrin exchanged formal words in Farwah of greeting and happiness to still be together.

News from the town: The forces of the Arcena and the forces of the Cantor have met in Cantorhill, and reports are mixed in terms of what the Arcena’s army is composed of – undead? Shadows of fear? Pagans? Aintzelle got her nickname, Spread-Legs, from going out to find herbs and getting knocked up by a Tiefling. Her daughter, Elionor Mandrake, is the only Tiefling in town.

Sunhand and his Nephew discussed their plans to reach an unguarded seaport and then to sail for the rest of their journey to …

The group piled into the Weaver’s studio, where he had pushed all the looms up against one wall to make floor space for them. They had an angry conversation about friendship and what the group is and would become before going to sleep.

In the morning, it was discovered that Vachel the Priest has been killed; stabbed, with the bodyguard’s knife. The weaver came to his studio with a small mob, saying that if the party didn’t kill the priest, they should figure out who did and bring them in, otherwise the town will have to hang someone.

The group went out to the common in the mist to find the body of the Priest lying crumpled in the mud. Next to his right hand was a bucket, stuck in the mud; he seemed to be going toward the nearby well. There was a dagger lying in the mud nearby, stained in blood, of Eladrin make. It was the one hanging from Vidhan’s belt before.

Kinaa went into the temple to speak to the two Eladrin. According to Vidhan, the Priest took his dagger when he went out for water, and someone took it from his belt to kill him with it. They suggested that one of the townsfolk did it, taking this moment to frame the Fey and Eyrie-born for the murder.

The Eladrin pointed out that there is no statue of Ciprosar in the temple, and wondered what that might say about the town or the Priest. The group wondered whether the killer might have disliked the Priest for religious reasons.

They went to Aintzelle at the Pig’s Ear to ask her who might not like the Priest. She told them that Edward and a few other people of the town (his followers) didn’t like Cyprossar’s image being in the temple since it was supposed to be out under the stars. Edward lives just outside the town to the North, in a hut.

Aintzelle said also that one person, Salaberge Miller had a child taken by Fey, or said that’s what happened. Eight years ago, that was. Given that the general sense was that Aintzelle was too spineless to lie, the group moved on to the Mill to speak with the Miller or his wife Salaberge. They walked down the hill and hopped the stream, then went in through the door onto the threshing floor. Grain was scattered about on the stone surface and in the center, there was a tree trunk turning slowly. A large man with a mustache was oiling a gear mechanism as they came in, and a conversation with him showed that he was eager to blame the Fey for the murder. He claimed that Edward’s problems with the priest were water under the bridge, but this seemed doubtful too. After asking the Miller to fetch his wife in a half hour or so, the party left to go speak with the smith.

Speaking with the smith revealed that he and his wife were fanatical about Cyprossar, and little more. After blaspheming vocally against the Smith’s chosen god, Amata declared them unhelpful and the group returned to the Miller’s.

Going back to the Miller’s, Amata went upstairs to speak with the wife but instead ended up speaking with the Tiefling servant Eleanor. The girl gave a seemingly improbable story about the night when her mistress’s child was taken by the Fey. Amata brought the girl downstairs so that the whole group could listen to her words and evaluate them, and it became apparent to Narayan that the girl was hiding something.

After some vicious intimidation by the group, the girl claimed first that she had killed the priest, but then spilled the whole, true story. She had lied to her mistress 8 years ago about the Fey taking the baby – in fact, the child had simply died, and she didn’t want responsibility for its death, so she lied, getting her uncle, a performing wizard, to make noise while she disposed of the body of the child. Last night, her mistress, angry at the Fey, went and found the Priest, who had died of his heart troubles, outside. The Miller’s wife took the blade and stabbed the priest several times to frame the Fey.

The group then went to the temple and examined the body. It became obvious that much less blood was spilled than if the wounds were inflicted when he had been alive, and it seemed to Narayan that no magic had been used to end his life. They went to the Reeve and had the Tiefling servant explain all that had happened. Satisfied with the explanation, the Reeve suggested that the party leave as soon as possible. As they all hurried to leave and were ready to party ways with the Eladrin outside the town, Sunhand revealed, startlingly, that it was he who had Sained Collain.

After a brief planning, they decided to travel Northeast, toward …



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