Editing Volume One: The Vampire of the Dungeons (section)

====<big>Dwynwen and The Augury</big>====

*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
Relmopator stands on a balcony overlooking the sea just outside a meeting room in the Amber Embassy of Adagalasck at the Stair of Blomsia, the home of the Arch Mage of the North, Ninaaratres. Standing close at hand are Flora, Benedict and Bill Roth... Sir Gangdis is certainly nearby.
Realmer stares at the image on the Trump Card in his hand; a new card in the King Random Deck. The image is that of his mother, Satura; daughter of Dworkin and Verna.  Realmer studies her features as depicted on the card; her very pale, bordering on translucent skin... her lovely platinum blonde hair pulled back over one shoulder and over one ear but draped over her other shoulder and falling down amongst her modest cleavage showing over a soft pale blue dress... her long nose, but not overly so, much like his own... below, her lips barely pink against the pale skin surrounding them; more normal flesh tone than the skin but pinkish by comparison... and her eyes, just like his own... he stared into those soft yet penetrating eyes... pale blue scleras, reddish pink irises, and even the pupil had a pinkish sheen to it. 
Relmopator keeps staring into those eyes, eyes like his own.... pushing for contact, longing for contact, hoping for contact... it has been far too long since he has seen his mother and it is time that changed.

*'''Michael James Watson'''
A fluttering sense of something crosses the vales of perception..
It scratches. It feel sluggish.. forced..
Suddenly the contact comes, It opens to a pale woman, with white hair and red eyes. But her appearance is more focused and adversarial. She seems less distant, and more militant.
“That took some time. I was expecting to hear from you the moment you passed the Arch. It took weeks. I watcher the little caravan crossing the world. Satura is indisposed at the moment but if you wish to speak you can pull me through. Its been a long time since I was in Bosania. Or you can come to me. The choice is yours.”
She extends a hand .

*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
Realmer finds it odd that he reached his half-sister and not his mother, but he is not surprised. When he addresses her he does so politely and verbally, so those present in the room can know what is going on as well.
"Ah, Dwynwen, I believe it is; I have recently learned that you are my half-sister. I was not expecting to contact you, but well met none the less. I am Lord Relmopator, Amber's Ambassador to Adagalasck... most people call me Realmer. Political and Family matters dictated the delay in contacting, but I would be very pleased to speak with you now. Please, come to me and enjoy my hospitality and that of the Amber Embassy. And the opportunity to meet some of my Amber relatives who are currently present."
Realmer turns so that those in the room are now behind him and Dwynwen can see who is present upon arrival. He extends his right hand, takes her extended hand and pulls her through, then turns to stand at her side and face those in the room.
"May I introduce you to Benedict, Marshall of Amber; Florimel, Amber's Chief of Protocol; Bill Roth, Counsel to the Court of Amber and Sir Gangdis, my Military Advisor and Elite Bodyguard." He indicates each with a gesture as he introduces them, then he says, "And may I introduce all of you to Dwynwen, Daughter of Satura."
*'''Michael James Watson'''
Stepping through, she takes a few steps to distance her from the people on the balcony. Flora smile and says, “Its a pleasure to meet you dear. “ Ben nods. Gangdis steps back, distancing himself.
“Kinsmen? Is that what you are? And what courtesy does that gain me? In my experience kin are more dangerous then strangers.”
Ben chuckles, “That is a defensible position. Let us say at this point that it gains you the time to decide if we are dangerous.”
“I do not need that time. Now, Realmer, we seem to have a issue between us. What do you propose we do to solve it? My auguries show a war coming. And my Father is growing enraged. Our mother is resting. My bond mother is fairly active and is looking forward to the war. And she has a place ready in our great hall to have your stuffed corpse displayed.. It looks like I could make a contribution to the décor now if I chose. A Prince or Princess of Amber would look lovely next to my sister Drixtra. “
She smiles at the Elders. Flora looks horrified while Ben has a slight smile on his face
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
Realmer takes a deep breath and let's is out slowly while he internally debates returning the threat... but decides against it. He turns to his half-sister and smiles.
"Charming. I'm sure she does. And yes, we have an issue; Hagalta. I believe a war is coming soon as well, and that Hagalta is the sole reason it will happen. But hopefully it can be averted... IF he is willing to come here and talk with me and other representatives of Amber and Adagalasck. We need to know what he wants and why and how he intends to support his claim. I also need to know that Satura is well, and not being held against her will or being coerced."
*'''Michael James Watson'''
She nods, moving to the balcony's rail. Twiddling her finger on the flat surface.
“War is a means to an end. Father wants many things. He grasps them wildly. In my auguries he has gained one of his wildest fantasies recently. Not sure what else he is interested in but I can look if you are interested.”
Running a hand through her milky white hair, tugging on a braid she smiles “ I doubt he is interested in being friendly. If the Reunion fails he is willing to slay the rest of his clan till only his supporters remain. As for Amber, there are ways around it too.”
Walking to the table and sitting, she lightly moves things to clear a two foot area and toys it with her fingers.
“As for mother.. He won't release her till someone stuffs him and stands him up beside my sister. I'd be interested in hearing them. He might trade mother for one of these two princelings. Care to stone bind one for him?”
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
The moment Realmer notices her 'twiddling her fingers', he tunes in with his Psyche, very lightly and subtly so she won't notice his prying. He is looking for use of Magic or Powers or other Psychic Emanations. He does listen to her words carefully while gently observing and probing with his Psyche.
*'''Michael James Watson'''
She is using the Adagalasck inscription. Setting spells in place. And she does not seem to be trying to hide it.
*'''Michael James Watson'''
after the table twiddling, she looks up, smiling..
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
Can Realmer tell what spells, or type of spells she was working?
*'''Michael James Watson'''
the one on the balcony is a place setter, identifying the location. The other looks like some kind of vision or scrying spell.
*'''Michael James Watson'''
her question stands..
*'''Michael James Watson'''
Flora mumbles.. "He stuffed your sister? "
*'''Michael James Watson'''
She looks up, "well, only partly. She actually stone bound. He unbinds her from time to time. But she is far less trouble as a statue"
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
"You are bold to set your spells so openly. And no, I don't want to Stone Bind anyone here for Hagalta." Realmer says archly, knowing Bob is watching from nearby, a Magic Drain Spell or Process Snuff PW at the ready. "I appreciate your candor on Hagalta and his mindset; I have felt that he would be very difficult to deal with, based on my limited interactions with him. But I must ask, what is your intent here, Dwynwen? And what is your stance in all of this? Whom do you support or oppose?"
*'''Michael James Watson'''
“My stance? Well, I am the only holder of the inscription of Adagalasck on this balcony and my spells are potent enough to shave the hair off all of you. Luckily I am not interested in that this evening. . So I would guess my stance is one of strength. As for my interests...I'd like to survive the war, Command the Odaraxta united, have my mother looked at by the best sorcerer available to figure out her problem, stick my bond mother's head on a pike, and hear my father's deathcurse. Hopefully who ever killed him will have pissed him off enough that he won't waste his curse on me, mother, and my half sister Drixtra. If we can throw Xorax into the fire that would be good for everyone. In the short term, a few drops of the royal blood on this balcony would let us peek in on where ever Hagalta is now.”
she raises a tiny sigil of Adagalasck, the size of her palm, over the frame on the table.
“Is there any wine around? “
*'''Michael James Watson'''
"Oh... Id like to walk the Pattern of Amber. But I'm patient."
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
"Quite a list of interests. And I am sure Hagalta's death curse will be leveled at me, most likely. His hatred for me seems deep despite our limited interactions. As for a few drops of Royal Blood, yours should do nicely. If you are the daughter of Satura then you are the granddaughter of Dworkin the same as those here. I'm not so sure anyone else would be willing to give up their blood, including myself. And yes, I believe there is a half opened bottle of wine at the far end of the table."
*'''Michael James Watson'''
She walks to the bottle and takes a chug, then dribbles a few drops on the frame. if frosts over. She cuts her finger with a a fingernail. Dropping a few drops on it.
*'''Michael James Watson'''
"Mine's in. Next? "
*'''Michael James Watson'''
Ben frowns, walking up to the Table and examining it. Flora looks concerned, "Realmer, how wise is this?
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
Realmer mind walks the pattern and brings up the sigil before him, he looks over exactly what she is doing and any other spells she may have hung. He tries to determine the exact nature of her spell and whether there is any danger to those present.
*'''Michael James Watson'''
Ben withdraws and takes out his trump deck
*'''Michael James Watson'''
The spell looks potent, but unfamiliar..Its powerful scrying magic with unfamiliar powerpoints.
*'''Michael James Watson'''
Flora, looks Realmer over.
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
"It is a potent scrying spell, of that there is no doubt. But there are other aspects of it that I do not fully understand so I am loathe to proceed until I know more."
*'''Michael James Watson'''
She laughs, "Well alright brother, I'll take you as an apprentice if that is your wish. I've about 20,000 vials in my quarters that will need cleaning first. "
*'''Michael James Watson'''
Gangdis snorts
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
"Why so insulting, HALF-sister? Were you not taught manners by OUR mother? Or are you solely YOUR father's daughter?"
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
((each capitalized word is only slightly emphasized))
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
((Realmer has not dropped the Sigil of the Pattern... it still hangs before him))
*'''Michael James Watson'''
"What i was taught would horrify you. And if it did not horrify you then making cause with Amber is not much of a trade. I will put an end to Hagalta and Uxtrasa one way or another. The only reason we are speaking now is that the two of them are trapped beyond the Arch. My auguries are powerful but they won't cross the arch. I have the chance to delve with the blood of 4 of the house Barimen? That might cross the Arch"
*'''Michael James Watson'''
From the doorway comes, "Five"
*'''Michael James Watson'''
Nina walks onto the balcony. Dwynwen stands, "Mistress of the North Wind" bowing. "One of the West Wind was brought here by the permission of this one." Pointing to Realmer, " I did not steal my way in by stealth"
*'''Michael James Watson'''
Nina nods, "I know, Dear. The marshal of Amber informed me of your presence though i was already aware.. You marked my Stair. I will decide if that marking remains. Now, Realmer, what is the meaning of this?"
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
Realmer drops the Sigil of the Pattern before speaking. "I brought her here to talk; I was attempting to contact Satura, to check on her well being, but instead I reached Dwynwen. She offered to talk with me and gave me the choice of locations; I thought it best to bring her here, considering the current company. She put together her spells on her own, then asked if we wanted to help find Hagalta's whereabouts, I was looking things over to make sure it was safe as you came in."
*'''Michael James Watson'''
Nina, "Well they are not safe, but potent. Dwynwen, it has been a long time since you graced my Stair. my offer of sanctuary remains. You should know that my sister and I are saddened to hear of the Treatment the West Wind places upon her. When war comes she will certainly be freed. Now... You have an augury frame.. Who shall guide it?"
*'''Michael James Watson'''
dwy stretches up, "Thank you for your concern.. I had intended Lord Realmer to guide the frame once i had opened it. We have two people to search for, but the potency of this company could make it able to pierce many a vale of the past, present and future. I have a Rock Paragon to place in it to press the power forward. Do you approve?"
*'''Michael James Watson'''
Nina nods, "There is one other Amberite in residence. i was in conference with him when Ben called. Three others are currently out of touch on one of the secluded Stair, one i will be returning to soon. Shall I summon him, Lord Realmer? That would make six."
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
"Yes, please do. I feel more is better in this endeavor."
*'''Michael James Watson'''
From around the corner enters King Random.
*'''Michael James Watson'''
Though Flora looks surprised. Ben scowls.. the others have strange looks
*'''Michael James Watson'''
Random places his blade on the Table, and resolves into Arloxedra, Sightblinder next to the augury frame.
*'''Michael James Watson'''
A look of naked avarice crosses Dwy's face looking at Sightblinder next to her augury frame.
*'''Michael James Watson'''
Arlo picks up the blade, shifting to Gangdis in your eyes. "So we all know its there and I'm not whatever you see under is influence."
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
"Ah, the bane of certain magics that lack an 'off' command" Realmer says. "I wondered if you were still about or if you had wander off into shadow. Thank you for joining us, Arloxedra."
*'''Michael James Watson'''
"Studies in the arts are important. I've seen little augury.
*'''Michael James Watson'''
Dwy looks at Arlo shaking her head
*'''Michael James Watson'''
Dwy"Alright. I've a Rock Paragon and my blood. North Wind? Will you?"
*'''Michael James Watson'''
Nine steps forward and puts a drop of her blood in the frame, and lay a ring in it." Dwy nods, "Potent. you put your stair in the frame. Thanks you. Next?"
*'''Michael James Watson'''
Ben-'You asked for blood only. What are these artifacts?"
*'''Michael James Watson'''
Dwy looks at you, to see if you would explain or if she needs to
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
Realmer gestures to her with both hands in the 'go ahead' gesture. "By all means, since you think me not but an apprentice."
*'''Michael James Watson'''
Dwy, "Ah.. that is true.. You learn well, padawan. Blood alone is needed. Portions of power give that might break a barrier or reveal a truth that might not be reached without them. Stones of Paragon are a potent focus. The greatest i have. My bond mother has a Shard of Paragon. If the augury shows one in a world, having the stone might show the house they are in."
*'''Michael James Watson'''
Correction-She said "Stone of Paragon" not Rock Paragon. checked and they are different
*'''Michael James Watson'''
Ben nods, steps up, cuts a thumb on his belt and puts a bit of blood in
*'''Michael James Watson'''
Flora steps up, and touches the frame leaving a drop of blood. She looks about shyly, "Well, damn...." She produces a purple Mandalay Stone. Ben raises and eyebrow. "Well, Sister.... Some people think you not dangerous...How many Mandalay stones do you have?" She scowls at him. "None of your business"
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
Realmer smiles at Flora and steps forward and puts his hand over the framework, a 'wound' opens on his fingertip and a drop of blood falls on the framework, then the 'wound' closes... he then pulls a large green gemstone (Ambir JoJ) out of his robes and places it in the framework.
*'''Michael James Watson'''
Arlo steps up. Puts a drop of blood in. Scowling, mostly at himself. He withdraws a bright red stone that reeks of powers. It appears similar to the Ambir stone and Realmer thinks it likely it is a shade stone of a similar nature to his.
*'''Michael James Watson'''
Dwy-"Lord Realmer.. I suggest as I'm working that you discuss the priorities of the things and people you seek. The Present will not strain the frame. The past will, but not dangerously. The future will strain it and my powers greatly. Have several ready. Possible one from each who donated blood. You will guide it, i shall empower it. Fair notice, this is the most potent augury frame i have ever worked. "
*'''Michael James Watson'''
Flora, "Anything? I've not used oracles before.
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
Realmer looks to Flora and says, “Yes, you may ask anything. But the answers received may be cryptic and they may also lead to more questions.” Realmer looks to the others present as he continues to explain.
“The information gained could seem useless at the time or quite useful, it could help better shape a question yet to be posed, answer a question not yet posed or even change an entire line of questioning; so listen carefully and think carefully before posing your question. Also, be careful in the wording of the question as well, it may affect the answer you receive; divinations of all sorts can give ‘literal’ answers to questions posed, based on wording.” He pauses for a moment then continues.
“We should keep our questions focused on those things involving Hagalta and the potential war; what is his location, what are his motives and intentions, who sides with him, who advises or influences him, what major event shaped his current life…” Realmer trails off for a second. “…anything that will aid us in understanding him, enlightening him or defeating him.”
Realmer looks to be deep in thought for a moment or two, then snaps out of it and asks, “Any other suggestions or advice before we begin?” He looks around the group of Amberites involved in the Augury, making eye contact with each.
“From anyone in the room?” Realmer adds quickly thinking of the lawyer and seasoned Elite also present. He glances towards Bill Roth and makes eye contact then scans the area for Gangdis.
*'''Michael James Watson'''
Benedict, ponders, “I consider Hagalta priority one. But of equal importance are two other things. Where is Xolotl? Where is Borlak?”
Flora steps away, “Ill pass and just watch. Wait... its low priority but where is Elayne?”
Arlo-”Where is Woundhealer? Where is the Mindsword?”
Gangdis, “Where Is my blade? It was on the horse I lost in the running Battle of Diega Raks. Its bones will have rotted away and with it many things. But my blade have been there. Someone must have found it and be using it by now.”
Bill Roth steps up, “Its a very low priority, but is it true that there is a alcove in the Fane of Villa... of me?”
Flora looks at Bill, “Really?”
Bill shrugs, “ you all seem to have covered the big ones. And a representative of Ang Ri said there was one. Random won't let me go check”
Ben chuckles, “Bill, unless we have to rain red war someplace after this ritual, I'll go look myself.”
Arlo, “This is your dance, Realmer, You've heard our suggestions. You set the order and lets see how it works before entropy takes us.”
*'''Michael James Watson'''
Dwy-"The frame will be stressed, as i said, and your suggestions so far do not seek from the future. While important questions may be the most important to gain answers for, less stressful ones might be best to start with the get the Frame working reliably."
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
Realmer nods his head, "Then let us begin. Current locations of people and things sought to start."
He focuses on the Frame and asks, "At this time, in what lands of what realm can Hagalta of the Odaraxta Clan be found?"
*'''Michael James Watson'''
Dwy howls in surprise. The Frame shimmers It rises spectrally to make a milky two foot square block. The scene resolves from milky white to a bright blue sky with reddish tinges. A hot realm. Under a bright yellow/red sun. A ziggarat surrounded by masses of people chanting.
On the top of the of the step pyramid is a flat surface, an alter, coated in rich liquid blood. An alter in the center is beside a standing brazier with a robust fire. Two women in gold and turquoise stand naked beside each other on one side. Hagalta and another Adask, stripped to the waist, hold a man by ankles and wrists between them. One of the woman plunges a black glass knife into the heart of the captive, ripping it out blood spurting wildly.. She raises the heart high, it glows and erupts in Green fire. Handing the heart to the other woman, she holds it high, then lowers it, biting the green fired roasts heart. Then tossing it into the brazier. The Adasks toss the body down the side of the ziggarat.
Two Azcalan attendees bring a clearly drugged girl child up and place her on the alter. Hagalta, Farslayer belted on his hips, grab her wrists, the other grabs the ankles. The first woman raises her knife high then stabs toward the heart.
The image fades to the cube frame of milky white.
Flora pales, looks like she might be nauseous.
Ben frowns, “The left priestess is Zentalas, Queen of Zictla. The other is her sister Cihalas.
Nina nods, _”The other Adask is Xorax. Dwy's brother.
Dwy looks up, mumbles softly..”Please... careful with the next question...The frame is strong still.
*'''Michael James Watson'''
Gangdis whispers, "By the unicorn...." The Elite pales.
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
Realmer nods to Dwy and poses the next question.
"Where is Woundhealer of the Twelve Swords of Power located now?" Realmer knows it is the most pivotal sword of the set and feels it will be important to know its whereabouts.
*'''Michael James Watson'''
The frame resolves to a green glen, an almost eleven scene of extraordinary beauty. a fine gathering of simple but extremely well made, artistic building like gazebos and pergolas dot the meadow rich in flowers. Around a small long thin fire, roasting vegetables, several skewers with marshmallows, sit a few dozen humans, a few winged fey, several types of elves. A couple dwarves, a furry looking hooka, a variety of familiar animals as well as a few great wolves. In the center sit 4 people playing instruments. A dark haired human playing a fine large harp, a elf playing a flute. A white haired young man playing a couple neck guitar, and another playing a long necked 8 string guitar. Many around them are singing. The pale haired man with the 8 string guitar has Woundhealer on his hip.
He image fades away.
Ben Laughs.
Ben says “OK, I'm oOK with that. The leader, in the dark hair is King Adrian of Mandalay. If Woundhealer is in his company I can relax. The wolf in curly yellow is my brother Fleece. The others must be of his pack..I don't know the rest. Though in the crowd I see Nadine, daughter of Sand, and Houk, the hooka, son of Adrian and Sand.”
Bill Roth looks close. “I think I may be going crazy.. If I didn't know better, id say the one with the double guitar is Jimmy Page and the one with the sword..id swear he looks like David Bowie.. They were wonderful musicians on earth.'
Arlo nods, “Bowie is a Lord of Mandalay. Page is a Tosian shadow dweller who is part of CHAD”
Roth looks to Arlo,”Really? David Bowie?” Arlo nods, “One of them, yes.”
*'''Michael James Watson'''
Adrian turns, looks directly out of the frame into Realmer's eyes. Looking around the room he locks eyes with Ben, taps his forehead in salute, and waves. The frame returns milky white
*'''Michael James Watson'''
Dwy breaths easily, takes a drink of wine..."That one was of no stress"
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
Realmer looks to Dwy and says, "Then perhaps another easy one, hopefully, to help set the Framework... the next few I feel may strain it."
Realmer focuses on the Frame once again and asks, "Where is the Mindsword of the Twelve Swords of Power currently located?"
Realmer debated asking about Gangdis' lost sword, but was not sure how 'important' the others might feel that question is to the current situation.
*'''Michael James Watson'''
pity
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
dang it! knew I should have gone for it. even had it typed up too. then changed it.
*'''Michael James Watson'''
The scene resolves to a dark hellscape. Scenes of fire and ruin rest among the shadows cast by a black sun. Lava flows..
the scene turns and a giant sheet of wall of a mountain go left and right. A massively ornate door of carved stone is set in the mountain wall.
Before it sleeps a giant serpent the size of a herd of elephants. Wingless, its forked tongue flutters from fanged lips.
It raises its head slowly. A look of annoyance on its reptilian face..
When its head rises, below it, among thousands of magical items, lays the Skulltwister, the Sword of Madness, the Mindsword.
The serpent rise its head, “You risk much Seeress, to disturb my slumber. I'll have your eyesight for it. But I will leave your mind alone till we meet in person.”
The frame resolves to white again.. and Dwy shakes her head in uncertainty and pain.
*'''Michael James Watson'''
"Hurry... The frame is now fragile.. But it remains intact"
*'''Michael James Watson'''
Arlo-"That was the Tomb of the Ancestors of Darkness and the Serpent of Chaos..Let us hope it does not draw the Mindsword"
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
Realmer knows the next question might be the last, he debates the importance of Borlak, Xolotl, or more about Hagalta... he knows he must learn more about Hagalta if he is to save his mother and prevent war. He knows he must understand why Hagalta is driven to do what he does. He debates past or future.
"What one event influenced Hagalta the most and drives him to do what he does?"
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
Realmer holds his breath; waiting. He knows this question will strain the frame considerably but he hopes Dwy can hold it together for just one more question afterward....
*'''Michael James Watson'''
"Two young Adask play together, children, one gray, one pale white. Their ages seem the same, not more then ten years. They play a mumbly peg knife game common among children of Montagar. They play, each a leg intertwined together, the girl watching the boy stab the knife around his fingers, her head on his shoulder..
Dworkin enters, strong and upright, appearing young. With him is an elderly but strong militant Adask.. Dworkin grabs the boy by his shoulder, pulling him up. He hands him to the older Adask. The two children hold outstretched arms together as the boy is pulled away.. A powerful but lithe Adask woman, of pale appearance comes from out frame and grabs the girl..
The two children scream and writhe, look at each, yelling each others names
The girl is taken off scene by the older woman.
The older Adask, carrying the screaming boy, and Dworkin, exit the door they came in.
The frame turns milky.
*'''Michael James Watson'''
Flora says "Oh... how sad...."
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
Realmer sighs; he had hoped that grandfather had not been the cause, but invariably, Family seems to do more damage than enemies. He sees that the framework still holds, he knows it is fragile but must pursue matters further.
"What is Hagalta's next intended goal or plan?"
*'''Michael James Watson'''
The scene resolves to a vast plain outside an adobe stone city. Hagalta stands with his officers in fine Azcalan Armor. He has 10,000 Adask soldiers and support troops, his forces beyond the arch. They are outfitted in new bronze and gold Azcalan armor. With him are several Azcalan commanders and two clear princely types.
Marching from the city is an army of nearly 100k. A mixture of various infantry types. Some cavalry. A large Cipactlix force of Lizardmen. A force of Jagri, jaguarmen, troops. Lastly a pair of wingers serpents flying, the size of large dragons.
In view of the troops, the Azcalan prince hands a staff of authority to him.
Hagalta marches the forces.
A flickering of the frame briefly changes the image to a red sun sky over desert lands. The troops walk to a gold arch, through which is a nighttime land and a jeweled road. The army steps on the jeweled road, marching onward.
The frame goes milky and shakes. Dwy fights it and stabilizes it.
“Nothing dangerous, Realmer. I'm barely holding it in place.. my ears may be bleeding.. And I have my own question yet.. “
*'''Michael James Watson'''
Ben sighs. "That figures... I'll get CHAD and a couple legions on the march"
*'''Michael James Watson'''
Arlo-"The prince was Zictlas, that makes the city Zictala. Fanatics"
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
Realmer knows that Borlak or Xolotl's locations might be quite straining as they might be protected or shielded... then will it be Elayne or Gan's lost sword?
Bob's thoughts interrupt Realmer's for a moment... 'Gangdis's lost sword; this is the second time you've thought of it.'
Without any further hesitation he asks "Where is Sir Gangdis of Cogswell's lost sword from the Running Battle of Diega Raks at this time?"
*'''Michael James Watson'''
In a mountain landscape, under rain clouds a small group of wild horse crest over the hill of a small narrow vale. Each bears different branches. Some leafy, some heavy with apples. Following them down the vale into the deep woods they come to a small shaded clearing where sit a trio of horses.
They rise as the others run down and join the running pack in greeting..
They all cantor to a corner of the glen. Into a covered hallow. An elderly horse, skinny but proud, sits weakly... They drop the boughs before his chest, he nods and eats..
The horse is wearing saddle and tack that show long years of weathering and many attempts to chew the invulnerable leather straps... red wounds from where the straps and leather wear on its frame and have healed scabby for many years. A sword hilt extends from below the packed gear. . it eats and lowers its head in sleep.
The frame returns to milky white. Gangdis looks on excitedly. “Is this now? Is Flint alive now?”
Dwy shrugs. “ It seemed free of stress, not the past or future. Id say yes, soldier”
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
"I'm sure I could draw a Trump or Shadow Walk you there, once there is time" Realmer says to Gangdis. He looks to Flora then to Dwynwen and asks, "Can you hold it together for one more and then your own?"
*'''Michael James Watson'''
*'''Michael James Watson'''
Ben says quietly to Gangdis. " Flint? One Morgenstern's get? And the sword would be Clawripper, the one Clarissa gave you after the Bunny Free siege?" Gangdis nods excitedly.
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
Realmer focuses on the Frame and asks, "Where is Elayne, daughter of Florimel of Amber, at this time?"
*'''Michael James Watson'''
The scene resolves.. Its a large library with many worn books.. Many tables and sofas and chairs dot the wide open spaces between the racks. Reclining on a sofa, a table and tray with remnants of snacks, a young looking woman reads a large book with green leather. On its edge is the word “The Silmarillion ”. She has a half dozen paper backs strewn about her. A pair of cigarettes burn in an ashtray, a sign she forgot a burning one and lit a second she then forgot.
A woman comes up and speaks to her briefly, setting a large red leather bound book on the table.. She puts two long wrapped food rolls on the tray and a trio of soda cans. The red book's spine says, “The Lord of the Rings”. The wrapped food rolls say “Subway” with no other details. The cans say “Mountain Dew”
The reclining woman smiles, looks up, thanks the other who walks away. She returns to her reading.
The frame goes milky white..
Dwy quickly says, 'Where is the Key to the Stair of the West?”
The scene shows a crowded chamber of weapons and clothes and remnants of food. One bed is wildly unmade. A separate bed lays a pale white Adask, in what appears enchanted sleep, with a thin mithril chain about her neck, a mithril key hangs on it.
The frame crackles.. fades and disperses, leaving the scent of burnt blood.
Dwy looks up to Realmer. “that's Hagalta's chamber in one of the palaces n a land of the stair. I know where it is.. She is there too!
She smiles excitedly, staring up at you, as her eyes go from pale blue and red to milky white.
She looks around, grasping her hands, putting her fingers to her eyes...
Dwy-”Oh damn....”
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
"I am sorry, my sister; I didn't know our scrying would involve The Serpent of Chaos itself. I am not sure how, but I will find a way to restore your vision. You have helped all of us greatly and sacrificed much; I can only hope that your sacrifice will not be wasted."
Realmer sounds remorseful and sincere in his words to Dwynwen and he looks somewhat distressed. He reaches over and takes Dwy's hand and pats it gently then places it upon her Stone of Paragon. He then takes back his green gemstone and slips it within his Robes.
"Is there anything I can do for you now, Dwy?" he asks his half-sister sitting in her own private darkness... Realmer remembers a time that 'The Entity' did the same to him; took his sight for a time... he can empathize with her current predicament and hopefully can help her in some way.
*'''Michael James Watson'''
dwy- 'The price of sight is blindness. I came here with the intent to mock you and learn enough of this stair to return in stealth. But one must take opportunities where one can. I was unable to find the Key to the West Stair under my own powers. I took the risk that varieties of blood would open me to greater knowledge and deeper visions. I was excited to find the power that this company could muster. It was the mightiest augury I've ever cast. Its wisdom is great, the danger was bound to be high. I will take your word that you will attempt to resolve my loss. To that end..I would ask a boon, of all of this company actually, I could contend with the dangers while i had my sight. I believe i am in danger, no matter where i remain in this realm. I would put myself under the protection of Amber till my sight returns, if it is possible"
*'''Michael James Watson'''
Ben speaks quickly. "Yes. I'll take you to Amber myself. As soon as you are ready to go. Ill trump our kinsman there"
*'''Michael James Watson'''
Flora "Ill go with you, Ben. Nina, Its been a pleasure meeting you. Tell Julian, Caine and Emilie I'll see them soon i hope.
*'''Michael James Watson'''
Nina nods, "It was my pleasure. I am available by trump now it seems."
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
"Benedict, thank you for offering to put Dwynwen under Amber's Care and for taking her to Amber; I'm sure she will be safer there than here in the Embassy. Flora, thank you for coming. And if I may ask a personal favor; could you look in on my sister and make sure she is doing well? Perhaps she could take my place at Seaview Gardens breakfast for awhile."
*'''Michael James Watson'''
Arlo Sets Sightblinder down and becomes himself. Lighting a cig and leaving one hand on the blade.
*'''Michael James Watson'''
Flora-"I'll take her under my wing. Dwy, I've known you a very short time, just this interesting experience. You seem to be coming to amber for the near future. May I make a suggestion even if it seems a strange one?"
*'''Michael James Watson'''
Dwy, "Of course.. My elaborate plans are on hold till i can see again."
*'''Michael James Watson'''
flora-"Well, the Queen of Amber is blind. Would you be interested in becoming a Lady in Waiting?"
*'''Michael James Watson'''
Arlo snorts, Benedict swats the back of his head lightly, for him.
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
Realmer gives Arlo a dark look and Ben a nod and slight smile.
*'''Michael James Watson'''
Dwy-"I can honestly say the possibility never crossed my mind. Under the circumstances, i would be happy to take the time to know her, and my cousins. " Picking up her rock, she stands. She raises her hand and a pair of palm sized pseudo-dragons fly down to her hand, curling up near her neck. "I am ready"
*'''Michael James Watson'''
Ben takes her arm, Flora opens a trump and they step through
*'''Michael James Watson'''
Nina. "What have we learned? I'll be returning to Julian soon and should keep him apprised.
*'''Michael James Watson'''
Arlo snickers, as he lays out his two pelican ash tray. " Well, Hagalta has performed Azcalan religious rituals. That goes poorly with his recently walking the pattern. We also learned Dworkin has been ah arse a long time"
*'''Michael James Watson'''
(Nina, Gangdis, Arlo, Nina? anyone else?)
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
(Bill Roth; here to help Realmer research Adagalasck Law and Customs
*'''Michael James Watson'''
Bill "Of all the things I've seen since coming to Amber, that was one of the weirdest"
*'''Michael James Watson'''
Bill, "Lord Realmer, it occurs to me that any conversation now might be very interesting for me , but above my pay grade. If you can point out the books, i should start reading. Or i could just explore and see what i find"
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
If Realmer knows where the Library with the desired books is, he will have Bob (Albino Raven form) escort him there... pretty sure Nina would have showed him and or given him access by now.
"You may be right, Bill. Follow Bob and he will take you to the Library. He might even be able to show you where to start."
*'''Michael James Watson'''
Lets just say that you let bill go look. i have a convo for you and him at some point anyway.
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
"And Bill, if you need anything, tell Bob. I will be with you when I can."
*'''Michael James Watson'''
he exits stage north
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
Realmer looks to Nina, “North Wind, what I have learned is that the ‘matter’ of Hagalta has become a ‘serious problem’.... I don't mean to be presumptuous, but perhaps it is time to summon the other Winds and Stair Lords, if you have not already. They need to know what has transpired and what is about to."
*'''Michael James Watson'''
nine frowns... "We can summon Trualta. Emilie has sword her vote to me, but when Trualta hears that, he will be very angry. Not unreasonable, but angry. He knows that if i gain his or Hagalta's wind i can reunify the lands as my mother ruled. Before the severance of the winds."
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
Realmer nods his head. "Perhaps it is time then. I have also learned where my mother is and that she holds the Key to the Stair of the West. I have seen it as have we all. I'm sure I could create a Trump Sketch of the room. We should act before Hagalta returns to this realm."
*'''Michael James Watson'''
Gangdis, "Pardon, but may i Ask a question?"
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
"Always. I value your input and insights."
*'''Michael James Watson'''
"m' lady. I have traveled long with you, and listened to many tales.. In them you speak of "Your" wind and "Your" Stair. You often use them interchangeably. I got the same impression from Trualta . Hagalta had other things on his mind but From Dwy i got the impression. Now there are 4 winds, and far more then 4 stairs. Is the power ritual for giving you your "wind" in one of the shadows accessible to the Stair?"
*'''Michael James Watson'''
Nina_"I'm not going to give you that information"
*'''Michael James Watson'''
Gangdis-"So that's a yes... If we take the Key to Hagalta's stair, might you be able to find his power construct to his wind?"
*'''Michael James Watson'''
Nina nods, "I'm sure of it, I'm not sure if its on his stair"
*'''Michael James Watson'''
Gangdis-"So... We seize the key, you find the power construct, then we install an available Adask as the new West Wind, and see if Hagalta's head explodes?"
*'''Michael James Watson'''
gang-"At that point, Trualta, can dig in or sign up. He seemed reasonable. I imagine he would prefer fighting Hagalta then Amber"
*'''Michael James Watson'''
Arlo starts laughing..
*'''Michael James Watson'''
Nina frowns...Turns to looks at Realmer
*'''Michael James Watson'''
Nina-"If You carry the West Wind, it will be temporary. Once i reunify the winds, the powers will transfer to me."
*'''Michael James Watson'''
"Two wielders voluntarily passing them to me will rip the third from Trualta regardless of his desire."
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
Realmer cannot help but smile though he does manage to keep from laughing. He looks from Gan to Arlo then to Nina and says "Kind of difficult to argue with his logic. It doesn't sound like a bad idea and it seems you were leaning in that direction eventually anyway. But I am not sure I can as I am the Ambassador to Amber. Can I serve as both? Perhaps Xorit is a better choice."
*'''Michael James Watson'''
Arlo-"Xorit is certainly the better choice. But he might not give it up. After the war is done, he can have his Clan since Hagalta is likely to be out of the running
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
"Xorit is reasonable. He once asked me for a favor, now I will do the same. I am sure he will work with us."
*'''Michael James Watson'''
Arlo-"A favor? Hand over godlike powers and settle for a tiny fiefdom?"
*'''Michael James Watson'''
Nina-"Maybe a large fiefdom... a Stair at least.."
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
"I see your point, Arlo. There is the possibility he may not give it up. But it is for Nina to decide as the Wind taking power who is named the new West Wind."
*'''Michael James Watson'''
Gangdis-"Frankly, we may need a familiar Adask face. And arriving at the Stair, his declaring the Reunion complete might distract Hagalta's forces for long enough for us to settle the rest"
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
Realmer smiles and points to Gangdis, "Another good point. I am sure Hagalta has missed the deadline for the Battle for Reunion by now...."
*'''Michael James Watson'''
Nina_"the choice is yours, Realmer"
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
"Then let it be Xorit. Me being an outsider and Amber's Ambassador only complicates matters."
*'''Michael James Watson'''
Nina-"then let us make plans... Make Trumps. Lord Arloxedra, i understand you area librarian of some kind. will you be joining us? " Arlo chuckles, "I wouldn't miss it. Win or lose seeing Realmer take a thumping should be entertaining as heck."
*'''Michael James Watson'''
one quick thing. After a couple days Roth comes to you, "OK, I've gone over the books, talked to the people, here, the ones of your embassy from amber, and a dozen other things. I have determine with out doubt what you need for the embassy above all other things"
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
"And that would be?" Realmer asks politely.
*'''Michael James Watson'''
"A Chief of Staff. For god's sake, this place is like herding cats through Disneyland. I'll take the job"
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
Realmer smiles and extends a hand, "You've got the job."