[HQ Ignorance] Scene 96: In the Court of Ms. Flint

[Lev Lafayette]

On Sun, 2009-09-13 at 16:22 +0100, Nic Hughes wrote:
> Lev Lafayette wrote:
> > The cavern rumbles again and more dust and chips of stone falls upon the
> > shoulders of those assembled.
> >
> > "Natchkling is long gone. The sword is now on the Plateau. All dark-men
> > are enemies of the tree-men. But a moon-man may make friends with
> > another moon-man. Perhaps."
> >
> > There is a moment of silence and Mrs. Flint moves her eyes downwards
> > drawing level with you all. She speaks in a normal voice.
> >
> > "You may ask the spirit more questions if you so desire. The others
> > shall leave. I will remain."
> >  
> >   
> 
> The ex-soldier waits for the tribes-people to leave before speaking 
> again. "So many questions but I will not waste your time with them all, 
> just those that seem most urgent. How can I best find this moon-man and 
> why did the spirit seem so doubtful that I could befriend him? Is the 
> moon-man the current holder of the sword or another on the path who 
> might choose to help or to hinder us?"

Mrs. Flint raises her head again towards the visage on the roof, which
again begins to crack and groan. Fragments of rock begin to fall and
scatter as the voice speaks, some landing dangerously close. Aalmon
finds it necessary to jump aside as this occurs, but one clips his
shoulder as it falls from above. 

[Ability; Cave-in After Excessive Talking 17, roll 10. versus Aalmon's
Tactics 13 augmented by Assess Quickest Route +3, roll 19. Aalmon will
be hurt unless he spends a Hero Point. Icthya has Agile 14, roll 5, and
nimbly steps out of the way with some concern.]

As Aalmon view his wound to assess how serious it is, the roof speaks.
"Some darkmen are less attuned to darkness, and more attuned to the
moon. Seek the initiate of Annilla who carries the sword. Reconcile the
red moon and blue moon with a new colour. Then your quest will succeed.

> He pauses for a moment "Oh, and how can we get there without a bunch of 
> hungry trolls eating Icthya. Not that she's a stranger to trolls you 
> understand but we had more companions then and that maybe made it easier 
> to befriend them."

The cave is really beginning to rumble and crash at this point. Mrs.
Flint looks down at you, and just for a moment you notice that her grey
clothes have a blue hue to them. She leans upon a cane, and her white
eyes seem blind.

Do you wish to remain to hear the answer?