Role-Play The Quest of the White Halls

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  1. Isa

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    "Because we don't know your world, the first Skybreaker of the new Radiants wielded a blade from another world that wasn't a shard of Honor or cultivation but could still kill spren. And the creature last night reminded me of the unmade that served the Other. not in form but in power, I think could take a persons soul away from them." Sun sat on the ground between the two small crystals forming in the vines around his face the longer her stayed still. Reier simply nodded as he continued eating already he'd eaten several pounds worth of the boar and some of the wasted muscle on his body was starting to fill back in.

    "On Roshar It took a shardblade to kill a spren, but the thing we fought against could corrupt them with a touch and make them something different. I'm not a woman so I don't know the histories but from what we could piece together from the books we found in Urithiru it wasn't always that easy for him. It's... not good when a Radiant's spren is corrupted like that, it does things to his mind I think breaks him worse than torture. the lowest floors of the citadel were turned into a sanitarium for them." He took a few more massive bites as he paused. "Enough of old and gloomy topics though, this creature, have you heard of it's like on your world before?"
     
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    When hearing Vale speak her questions Magus took extra care to keep his eyes on the way ahead of them, glancing only to the opposite side of her.
    "The world." He said and took a breath to organize his thoughts "Let me explain in reverse, it's easier to understand like that."

    Magus slowed down to a comfortable pace and picked a leaf from a tree, holding it out for the elf to see. His finger trailing along the leafs' veins as he spoke.
    "Everything in the world has its' pattern of energy. Creatures, emotions, magic... And this spell allow me to see that. Needless to say, the night involved lot of magic. Some patterns were left, imprints, and now I'm pretty sure we're dealing with some sort of spirit, or a spiritual being. A spectre could've been the source of what we heard when we just got here, but that thing is something completely different, and more powerful. It's not a mere ghost."
     
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    Vale shrugged.

    'I guess I can see that - ghosts or poltergeists tend to have motives for being there. Even spectres are linked to something in the real world.' The elf peered at the leaf, her eyebrow creasing slightly before glancing back at the magician.

    'Let's find your friends. Maybe they'll have had luck with the locals.'
     
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    Magus kept walking silently for a while and his sight returned to normal. They were closer to the town now and there was something about what the elf said that irked him.
    "They're mine as much as they're yours." He said quietly as he gave her a sidelong glance. "Anyways, where did you come from? A different continent?"
     
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    Vale gave a sceptical grin, but shook her head; these men were no friends of hers - especially after having just met. The only thing that any of them seemed to have in common was - herself included. She pouted slightly; there was no real reason to stay with these people - it was insanity that seemed to keep their strings tied together.

    She glanced at Magus with her retentive pout and raised an eyebrow.

    'Fell from the sky and landed in a tree,' she answered. 'I guess that counts, right?'
     
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    The man couldn't help himself, he smiled when he answered "No, but you don't have to say if you don't want to."
     
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    Vale betrayed a vague look of surprise before she grinned, shaking her head. Drat the man.

    He didn't need to know the whole truth - but a little would suffice.

    'Well. I'm not from here. I guess "home" was a desert. A citadel, to be exact. Called Dal'Gren.' A pause. 'Just... don't spread that around.'
     
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    Vare listened to the man grimly, still not sure what to make of his world. It sounded like a dark, dangerous place with a rough history. The people wielded power that made most mages look like a man with a sword, and it sounded normal on their world. He hoped never to witness such a place. The hunter was thankful when Reier changed the subject. He wasn't sure how to respond to the story about the spren.

    "No," he said quietly, glancing towards the town as his mind wondered back to Magus and Vale. It had been a while already. He hoped they wouldn't be left waiting. "There are always stories of ghosts and spirits. Some mages power their dark spells with the cursed will of the dead, but their order is small and despised. Spirits do not often reveal themselves unless they have a message. Sometimes they are protecting an area they think is sacred. Sometimes they are soldiers fighting a war they lost years ago. But they are rarely violent. I cannot remember the last time I heard of a spirit taking the life of a living person. This creature..." He looked back at the mage, noticing he looked less wasted than before. How did this man's body work? "It felt like it could just as soon kill me as bring me joy. It is hard to say what it actually wanted. I felt warmth from it, but there was power there."

    He was quiet for several moments before looking at the quickly vanishing remains of the boar. "We should head into town soon. The other two will have finished their task by now and I do not like keeping others waiting."
     
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    Reier eyed the boar. He'd already eaten half of the creature without realizing it, and it had indeed helped him recover from most of the damage resulting from over using his surgebinding. as well as given him a small bit of power he could use for a surge or two if needed. He grabbed the makeshift remains of his tattered pack.

    "Your right it would be best to get going. I'm loath to do so but it looks as though I'll need to find somewhere to trade one of my spheres at after all while I'm in town. Between replacing the bag that boar ripped open and getting the metal shavings I need I doubt the few copper coins I have will be enough. I'm curious to see if anyone else has gotten as close to the creature as you and lived."
     
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    Vare nodded and took his knife to the boar. He cut what remaining meat he could from the carcass and stored it on the grate in his fireplace. His fire had been reduced to cool embers that gave off barely any heat. The meat would be cold by the time they returned, but with a little reheating it would be more than safe to eat. Maybe while they were in town he could get a sauce and it would make a fine dinner. He returned to Reier and the pair made their way to the town. The hunter checked with a few locals he kind of knew but no one knew anything about the beast. He even mustered enough courage to ask a few strangers. A couple of people knew only myths. He couldn't distinguish between the ridiculous and the remotely possible.

    After passing several more clueless people he pointed to a small stall settled towards the middle of the bazaar. A sign made of rough iron and marked with a hammer and anvil hung just above the wooden counter. "That is the blacksmith's stall, if you would like to see what he has. No one I have talked to seems to know anything about the beast. I get myths and dark whispers, but it is difficult to tell what could be true and what is fear."
     
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    "I hate to waste your time but would you mind helping me negotiate a trade? I'm still uncertain about the value of things here." He rummaged in the tattered remains of his pack that had been bundled into his spare shirt to prevent dropping anything and pulled out the earth broam that had cracked the previous night. Now that he saw it in daylight the new flaw was minor for a jeweler since the crack only ran along the side and didn't go very far in but for him it had become little more than a pretty stone with sentimental value. "I can't use this to store light anymore now that it's cracked, but I think a craftsman could find use for it once they broke off the glass coating, still I have no clue what it's value is and I spent the last of those coins you use on a meal last night."
     
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    Vare frowned slightly as he eyed the cracked gem. He hadn't seen a stone like it before and couldn't possibly know its worth. He wasn't even sure what normal stones were worth. "I can try," he said as his eyes traveled to the square. Their companions would be back from the forest any moment. "Though I must confess, I do not know much about gems or if he might even been interested. Can it be crafted into anything or used for ornamentation? We might have to find a jeweler first."
     
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    "I would assume the craftsmen of your world posses at least equal skill to those of mine. When spheres like this crack on Roshar the jewelers would break them down to smaller values and the remaining bit's were made into jewelry for Lighteyes. Honestly though the value of stones for us was in what soulcasters could do with them, emeralds were so valuable because they could make food, diamonds were cheapest because they could only make stone. Before it cracked I could have feed myself and a full squad of spearmen on the value of this, but the last world I visited valued diamonds more." He paused as a thought struck him.
    "Does this town by chance have a money changer? Someone whose duty is to determine the value of a thing and trade it for something else? Not only could the determine the value of this but I've found most people tend to be well informed about local events. He might have more information about this creature that has everyone panicked."
     
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    It was his turn to raise an eyebrow. He was convinced she'll keep to the privacy he offered her yet she did just the opposite. The surprised look quickly changed to an understanding one and he nodded. "Not mine to spread."
    He didn't know what to offer her in return so he kept quiet as they entered the town. This place was like many other towns he's been to, there was something reassuring about that. It was also the first time he could look around and absorb what he was looking at. The streets, the smells, the way people dressed. He didn't see anything too special as he and the elf made their way to a large square.
     
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    Vare looked around the bazaar as he took in everything Reier said. The gems might have had special uses on his world, but here they were merely pretty stones, the values of which only being determined by appearance and rarity. Diamonds were favored here as well, but he felt like going into it too far would draw out their conversation further and they needed to hurry to the square. If the four strangers were going to stay together someone would have to consider finding some books for their tall friend. He needed more familiarity with their world.

    There was a coinman, as he had heard them called, but his place of business was definitely not a stall in the middle of a busy bazaar. Such men, those that worked with money and held many items of value at any given time preferred cozy offices to a wooden stall. The hunter actually allowed himself to smile. They were in luck. If he remembered correctly, the coinman's office was located in the square, sandwiched between two high end shops. "The money changer," he began, moving away from the bazaar and motioning for Reier to follow him. "Is what we call a coinman. And he has a shop on the square. You can talk to him while I wait for the others to show up. We can all discuss current events with him after you have concluded your business. The smith will have his stall open until dusk so you can buy metal whenever you would like."
     
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    Vale nodded, a look of genuine appreciation spreading across her elfin features before tapping the brim of her hat downwards and turning her walk into long strides. There was little for the pair to share at present - and the pirate was more than a little thankful for the silence that bridged them.

    As they drew closer to the square, the scent of fizzing spices and budding floral fragrance bloomed over them. Bodies of many a race, size and denomination passed through, some approaching the bazaar for wares whilst others looked to old friends and new, joining together to regale old adventures or to create fresh paths side-by-side.

    Those with shadier motives were harder to spot; some ducked shiftily into tight alleyways or murmured soft words from one ear to another. Professionals stole coin purses with a smile, slippery fingers or the slice a knife. The pirate nodded faintly to some of these figures, amused to find looks of surprise and a vague gesture in return.

    Burly, disgraced or beautiful - all clamoured together in the Haven, but for most of the people here, the true name of it was Home.

    In the centre of the square, buskers stirred onlookers with fiddles, guitars and flutes. Those that stopped to look gave wide smiles or cheers.

    Vale tilted her head and instinctively went to watch, thoughtfulness and amusement blossoming in unison across her features.
     
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    Reier stepped inside the building Vare had pointed out. A somewhat odious and rotund man sat behind a large desk weighing silver and gold on an ornate scale.
    "Remember what happened on Sel when you tried to exchange your cracked bloodmarks Rei."
    "Commodities only, and I don't deal in stolen goods so you might as well leave stranger. Try Varg across the square."
    "Odd Master Varg said you would trade with a latrine if it ment profit." Reier flashed the partially cracked emerald sphere before turning to leave. "Of course he also didn't offend me by calling me a thief, simply by undervaluing my goods."
    "No need to be hasty, that fool Varg wouldn't know a good gem if he saw it. now let me see this flaw." Reier nodded and set the sphere on the table quietly with the crack facing up.
    "I'm sure a skilled jeweler can cut away such a minor problem, and the glass casing was designed to be easy to remove by a professional." The man pulled out a small tube that he held to his eye and picked up the emerald sphere to inspect it.
    "Hmm good quality, the crack only seems to run along the surface on that edge so it shouldn't be to hard for someone to recut the gem. I'd say it's worth about fifty gold coins."
    "Stormfather, do you think I'm an idiot? That scoundrel Varg offered me eighty and I was insulted. Make me a fair offer and I can promise repeat business, additionally I have several companions that are going to be coming into town shortly in need of information that I can direct towards you as well." He watched the man weigh his options, Reier was accustomed to money changers and merchants trying to undervalue things and had learned as a soldier how best to talk them into better prices.
    "I can give you ninety for it, any higher and I can't make a profit. If you bring in more stones like this regularly I might be able to offer better prices if they don't have any flaws."
    "I'll take the deal, now if I can have my money I'll be on my way you can expect me back with my companions later today." Reier accepted the small leather bag of coins that was set before him after the man pointedly counted it out in front of him.
    "What sort of information will they be needing?"
    "Anything you can track down on the beast that's been terrorizing your pleasant town would help." Reier slid five of the coins the man had given him across the table and grinned. "Consider advance payment for services rendered. The others can decide what your information is worth when they hear it."
     
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    Magus followed the pirate untill they reached a band playing for any passerby who would stop to listen. Vale stop so he did too. He stood beside her listening to the music, trying to decide whether he liked it or not. He gave her a quick look before returning his gaze to the musicians, she seemed to enjoy herself. Not being able to find a direction he turned to his company.
    "Which one is your favourite?" He looked around as he asked, trying to find Vare and Reier but to no avail.
     
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    'Hmmm?' Vale tilted her head, but her eyes were transfixed on the buskers, a vague smile breaching the edge of her mouth. It took a moment for the man's words to sink in before she looked over and cleared her throat.

    'Eh. It's just music, in't it?' she responded, 'it's all right, I suppose.'
     
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    Magus kept turning , listening to her a little less and taking note of the people he saw a little more. He couldn't find those he was looking for. Eventually, his gaze settled back on the buskers.
    "I suppose it is." He mumbled as he sank back into the notes, trying to figure what it was about.