Editing Volume Two: The Adask War Wizard (section)

===<big>Book Five: A Return to Adagalasck</big>===

====<big>Return to Amber, Talk of Fey, Talk of Tesa Resa</big>====

*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
Sir Lord Ambassador Relmopator of Amber, finds himself in his apartment in the Dungeon of Amber after last being on Rasak. Gangdis sits by a barrel of mead and a table of food, smiling.  “So, how was that?”   Realmer smiles at his Elite Guard and friend and grins a knowing smile that those of Rasak would recognize... then he dives upon the table of food and eats heartily for a couple of minutes. When he speaks, it's between bites and sometimes around mouthfuls of food; very unlike the mostly proper and well etiquetted Realmer before Rasak.  "Overall, it was a truly singular experience..." bite, chew, "And I have a greater respect..." chew, swallow, "and understanding of the Elites now... " bite, chew, "and all soldiers and warriors... " swallow, "for that matter."
He grabs his favorite tankard from a shelf on the wall and fills it with mead, drinks heartily then a few more bites of food in silence before he continues, a bit more politely.  "I learned many things I never thought I would from a course in the Soldierly Arts, and many other things I never thought I would while on Rasak and Adledross. I learned a lot about people and their motivations... and a few people and their motivations, specifically. And I learned that the food is far superior here, and I find my appreciation of it has grown. Aaaand... I learned that I love Napoleon brandy."
*'''Michael James Watson'''
Gangdis laughs "Yes.. The brandy was very good. My time at Rasak was long before Patternfall of course. You young folks have a different experience I hear. I'm tempted to take the course again but Benedict tells me that now that I'm young again I'll be more useful as an instructor. So it goes.. ah....How did Tesa do? I imagine if it was tricky for a wizard like yourself, it might be terribly difficult for someone not really a warrior"
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
"Well, we all had our struggles and triumphs, each as individual as the self, but I would gauge that Tesa handled it better than most... perhaps even better than I.  And I would also gauge that she got more out of it than most... not including her new love interest; Alexandir. I may have to put an end to that one day, if she doesn't herself... not looking forward to that day, but planning for it."  After sating his hunger and thirst, Realmer begins looking for his belongings, the ones that were taken for safe keeping when he entered Rasak.... he is sure they are here somewhere. He wants to check to make sure all of it is there and that the silver calling card from the female Dufiro was not trying to summon him. He also wants to get out of his Adledross battle gear and back into something more fitting, comfortable and more protective. He removes his sword-belt and hangs his broadsword, the one that pierced his chest, on a peg on the wall near the door, then begins peeling off his armor, using Cantrips to clean everything, and himself, in the process.
*'''Michael James Watson'''
"So... I got dinged for abandoning you. Not much of a ding... But the boss wants me to stick with you if you chose to wander off. Do you have any specific goals for the next few years? I've some thoughts but they tend to be less duty oriented.. I assume you have been given the customary leave after training. Is there anything I should know?"   The silver card is there and it appears unused. However there is a hum about it that makes you think a message may have been left.  "And wait...Tesa.. and Alexandir kos Korag? Ah.... That's a problem...."
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
"Oh, yes, there is a lot you should know. And I do have some very specific goals for the immediate future... the second most pressing one is being forced upon me due to circumstances that occurred on Adledross... I will be traveling into Shadow with Fortunadas right after I meet with King Random. After that business is done, I intend to walk the Pattern and have it transport me... somewhere unknown... I am going to seek out my grandmother... but I will tell you about that later. First, what happened on Adledross..."   
Realmer relates to Gangdis the events on Adledross involving the arrival of the Masons from Dakota, the Dufiro and the Masons joining the Amber Army, and finally the Counsel's decree to move the Masons somewhere safe for those around them.  While he is relaying this info, he has finished disrobing, and cleaning and freshening himself up with Cantrips, then he dons his customary Robe of Flight, straps his Defender Blade to his left hip for a right hand draw, straps both Graduate Daggers to his sword belt, Vulcan's on the left near the sword, his on the right. He checks the pockets up both sleeves to see which Trumps are there and adds Fort's Dragonskin Trump up his left sleeve.  When he finds the Silver Card he pauses in his oration a moment then wraps it up telling Gangdis he is welcome to join him when he goes to meet Fort and travel to Dakota.   
"Give me a moment, Gang... I think I have a message waiting for me."   Realmer carefully focuses his Psyche upon the Silver Card...
*'''Michael James Watson'''
Moments later a smoky image appears.. Demonic and familiar.  Reggie says,"so you were familiar with the Dufirosim. Good. It makes it an even War-field. I have a collection of Dufiro bound now, one who apparently was expecting your contact since she gave you this card to cut through the necessities of ritual. Well, if you owe her a debt feel free to ignore it. I've newly bound weapons and unless someone takes them from me and breaks them, she will be in no position to call in favors for a few centuries."  The contact breaks leaving the smell of rotted liver and onions behind.
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
Realmer was expecting something like this; after all the Dufiro he was going to perform the Ritual with were certainly the types Reggie would recruit. One less worry for now and a bit more information for Realmer and Fort.  He looks to Gangdis, "Well, it wasn't anything pressing, so I guess I'm off to see King Random. Care to join me?"  He reaches with his left hand towards his Bone Staff leaning against the wall and summons it to his hand, then with his right, reaches up his left sleeve and draws out a Trump for Random then focuses on the image...
*'''Michael James Watson'''
"Sure. I've found when speaking with royalty anywhere in shadow, its good to have a witness."
A moment later Random appears, skipping Carly his trump receptionist.  "You're back? Good. I'm coming to you, Julian" Stepping through the trump suddenly the king starts chuckling.  "That will give them some practice finding me. I had a room full of officiates and courtiers and a pair of annoyed brothers. Hopefully they will start calling Julian first. That should be entertaining. Oh ya.. my coming here means Brand slingshotted back to the dungeons too! Serves the great slug right. He was rambling on... I like having him around when courtiers are tacking at me though. Scares most of them witless.”  Stepping over to the table, he picks up a chunk of Cheese. "Hello Gangdis. You are looking fit and in your prime. Sorry about the transfer back to protective services. If following this one around makes you start feeling old just let me know."  Gangdis shakes the king's hand,"I will sire. Can I pour you a glass of stout?"  He nods, "Yes please, hourly. twice an hour if I'm talking to anyone from the Golden Circle these days.. " He sits looking around the room as Gangdis delivers a tankard.  Random says, "I had forgotten these were your quarters.. You know if you talk to Margot she can arrange apartments upstairs with, what do they call those thing? ah.. windows. Hmmm Caine and Bleys once glued me to the ceiling in here. Took me three days to break loose. Well, two cards are going in the deck tomorrow so sending him on a diplomatic mission would be redundant.  He takes a sandwich and takes a quick bite. "So.....I've heard reports from Benedict about your time in Rasak. I hope you didn't get used to ordering Alexandir around. He takes orders from no one. Even Fort and Tolknor can at best offer suggestions. The great psycho wasn't home for 2 minutes before he ordered empire wide battle drills. Benedict tends to get testy when that many troops start marching around. Of course CHAD and the Tosian/Yorkists only really have a few thousand troops actually in Amber but that's enough to piss Benedict off. His spies in Tosa were on Trumps immediately warning of full mobilization across the Tosian shadows. I had to call Tolknor just to confirm it was a drill. So I'm depending on the world of a Rose addict to tell me if a bloodthirsty madman is raising an army against me.. Gangdis, another please.. and make me a sandwich. If I'm eating Realmer will be able to get a word in. Well cousin.. your turn"
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
"Well, first off, it is good to see you in a chipper mood, Majesty. And secondly, I do have an apartment in the upper levels of the Castle, with windows no less... I just prefer being close to my Laboratory... and because nobody wants me experimenting with Magic in the Castle proper, here I am. And I had always wondered about the glue residue on the ceiling... now I know; you had some cruel brothers, Majesty... I can only hope your revenge was sweet and that you are not still taking it out on them as their King."  Realmer smiles an evil grin, chuckles then continues.  "Though I was in command for the entire year on Adledross, I did not get accustomed to giving orders to anyone... nor do I wish to. Command is a responsibility I will bear when I must, but I do not relish it. I was fortunate to have such good men and women under my command; they followed my orders and enacted my plans. But if not for the guidance and tutelage of the other Commanders and Sub-commanders, I may not have fared so well. I may not have made any friends, but I did earn their respect... even Alexandir's."
“But Alexandir is no more loyal to Amber than he was when he went to Rasak, though his interest in her power is certainly piqued... and his interest in my traveling companion, Tesa; it seems they are romantically involved. I have been warned by more than one person wiser than I that the relationship should not, and cannot, last... and that I may have to get involved... Benedict was one of them.”   “And since you have spoken with Benedict, I am sure you know about the Masons from Dakota arriving on Adledross and the involvement of a Dufiro of Rage and subsequently, the Masons joining Amber's Army, so I will spare you those details. However, at Graduation, the Counsel of Adledross decreed that the Masons, now being Adledross Trained, were too dangerous for their home Shadow, where they were returned, and it is now left to me and Fortunadas to deal with the situation... I'm thinking relocation to another Shadow for the lot of them... someplace where their new skills and powers will better fit in and be used for survival, rather than intimidation, chicanery or profit.”  “After that, the search for my grandmother, as we discussed before I left for Rasak. After I heard about the recent adventures of young Donovan from Benedict, and what I heard happened with Julian and Nina... I'm guessing I no longer need to visit them to invite them into your inner circle of advisors and Adagalasck into the Golden Circle. That is why I wished to speak with you before I departed Amber with Fortunadas, bound for the Shadow where the Masons reside; I thought it best to check in and see if there are any matters of the crown I need to attend or ignore, and seek your leave to attend to my matters, Majesty.”
*'''Michael James Watson'''
“My chipperosity comes and goes, me boyo. I just finished a major mess dragging an army across half of the multiverse just to have Young Donovan leapfrog me and plant the Arden stone in Arden, of all places. Now I have to cajole him to bring the Stone to Castle Amber or the damn place will rebel on me. The damn Castle is a pouty construct it turns out. Half of what I do as king involves begging. Frigin Arden Stone, a whopping powerful ancient artifact boarded up in a shipping crate by Yakuza like it was the Arc of the Covenant. Now its sitting in Arden beaming like a toddler who just discovered his penis.  "Lets clear up somethings first. "
"At this point I am not going to put any demands on you. Do as you wish for a century or so. You've earned it. As for ongoing matters of the crown you might end up playing a part in, those I have. Its a lot so refill your glass and get a plate of something.”  "When it comes to giving orders and being in command, I didn't want to either but here I am; arse deep in rabid elephants as Bleys would say. So be prepared to get used to giving orders and being in command. I sent you to Rasak because a time may come when you need the knack of command. If you don't like it you are not alone and I don't give a tinker's cuss if you don't like it."
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
"I do understand the necessity of Leadership, and that that was the most likely reason you sent me to Rasak. I'm not saying I won't take command and give orders when needed, but I won't like it and I won't get used to it, and it matters not how anyone feels about it; so... it is what it is."  "In regards to the Arden Stone... as a young Adventurer, young like Donovan, I would have been inclined to put the Stone back where it belonged or give it back to its rightful owners or caretakers, then deal with the consequences as they arose. Later in life, but before coming to Amber, I would have taken it for myself, and dealt with the consequences. But now I have ties and loyalties to Amber, and ties to Adagalasck, and now the Fey, and I know I don't have the full picture, but I feel I would still have erred on the side of 'rightful owner' once again. But again I admit, I don't have the full picture."
*'''Michael James Watson'''
"No one has the full picture. We all are looking through cracked lens. The Arden Stone is a happy puppy that can crack planets. Its powers cause health and growth. It didn't surprise me Donovan gave it to Titaina. What surprised me is that it got past Mandalay. Adrian is ancient even in the judgement of House Bariman and he could have had it with ease. Yet he apparently chatted with it, let it visit with Ygg, then told Donovan how to convince the Stone to not block trump transport to avoid me. It seems to have taken a liking to Desri as well. Odd stone.
*'''Michael James Watson'''
As for Julian, I spoke to him at Rue Katal. I am going to visit Adagalask on a state visit. It will be a culsterboink for the courtiers of both realms but I think in time he will come to some accord with Amber. Once the Arden Stone was installed the issue with Julian's wife, my sister Nina, became a minor one.  That said, you don't need to try to sway him on my account anymore. After all that's happened I don't think I want Julian as Warden of Arden anymore anyways. Duncan does the job just fine. Caine is a different problem for me since replacing the spy network he built up over a millennia is tricky and inconvenient. Right now I'm sorting out my own spymaster and he has to take over what Caine left behind before that whole thing is lost to us. You've never met Caine's son Lark Harooon I gather. He's a scary creepy assassin but he is loyal to Amber and far more pissed at Caine then I am. I'm sure it will work out.  I do think there is something magical binding Julian and Caine though; an ancient love spell, pheromone bonding, sexual imprinting, dark pacts. But in the end those problems are theirs to deal with. They are big boys. We've all made deals for power in our youth and some managed them better then others. Some day let me tell you about the time Tommy Jones and I had a record deal with Roulette Records. The owner turned out to be mobbed up, got himself into a mob war, fled the states and left the Gambino mob coming after Tommy and I, putting the arm on us to pay back $100k and to turn over our royalties. It was hilarious till a half dozen Bronos and Paulis came to put a hit on us. They were really not expecting a frail looking drummer to turn psycho war-god on them but who knows what a Prince of Amber is capable of if they someone takes the time to piss them off? In the end I had to whack about 50 of them and burn down a few mansions to get them to see reason. When it comes to Julian and Caine I have bigger fish to fry and so do you.
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
"Well, I am glad to be relieved of that duty. I feel I will be better prepared and armed to deal with any and all matters regarding Family and Adagalasck after I have found and spoken with my grandmother."
*'''Michael James Watson'''
As for Verna, good luck with that. I know you have your own genealogical issues and a few wacky relatives but you can herd the Verna line all you like. On that though, talk to Dworkin. Its his wife. As for Hagalta, I think the hunting season on him is still open. You have a couple sisters here in Amber and a crazy Brother who is bouncing around Nu Yark in power armor. Good luck with that.  Your masonic problems are not an issue to me. Fortunadus is a 33rd degree master Freemason and one of the 5 Primi Illuminati of York. Backwater shadow masons are all his problem. If you have trouble with Dufiro, that's up his alley as well though there is a fellow named Nur al Din, also from Tosa, who might be better to talk to. Alexandir is going to be a huge problem in time and while I adore Fort I wouldn't morn him if someone iced him. He's as dangerous as Alexandir is just not as much of a psycho. Only just less of a psycho mind you.
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
"I just spent the last ten years with that pair, the last year of it when they were once again themselves and letting out nine years of being pent up; I feel I have a fair picture of them, and others that shared that experience with us. They could both be problems, but Alexandir surely the bigger, no pun intended."
*'''Michael James Watson'''
Random shrugs, "Fort's more likely to gain the throne of Amber in a card game. Alexandir would level it. Its a matter of repair costs."  “The Arden Stone has kicked up several nightmares for me and I'll tell you about them so you get the picture of the problems since some of them will end up in your lap.  The Arden Stone is an ancient artifact and the problem is going to involve the Amber Fey and my line of succession. I had hoped the Unicorn's Choice had ended the whole “legitimate line of succession” business but nope. I have a legitimate born son in Martin but if I die it may not matter to the Castle . I'm told I have several succession problems. We argued over succession for centuries while Oberon and Dworkin could have shut us up in an afternoon. But so it goes.  First the Fey problem then the succession problem.  Its all goes back to the First Brood and the beginning of the kingdom. Titania, now once again a mistress of the Arden Stone, wants to attend court, in state... Frigging Fey. Its going to be a problem if she enters the castle. The Castle remembers her, is attuned to her. Apparently she was Queen of Amber once for a brief time when Oberon and Cymnea were feuding. Oberon married her and their son Elfwine is legitimate.  Titania has not entered the Castle since she was dethroned and divorced. There is a possibility that once she enters the castle it might want her to return to being queen, or at least Queen mother over King Elfwine. And the kingdom is rife with fey. Always has been. Margot has uncounted brownies working for her from way back in those days. We never see them around the castle though because that's in their nature. Oberon, Julian, Elfwine have all been stag king but there hasn't been a royal stag king in a thousand years. Now, thanks to the Arden Stone, stag horns are growing on Donovan. If Titania come to the Castle with her court we will be arse deep in kobolds and sprites and pixies and hobgoblins and every form of Fea that has been hiding in the forests. The last time apparently that many Fea at the center of things caused major infestations across shadow. That's why Oberon divorced her and pushed the Fey out of the cities back into the forests.”
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
"Now this is were it gets complicated and interesting" Realmer begins, takes a gulp of his porter then continues.
"I have been informed of much about the Fey of Chaos and the Fey of Amber, most of it recently, some by you, some from Benedict and Grandfather... and a few other sources; I see what is happening and what could happen with the Fey and Amber... a truly sticky situation with several bad outcomes for all involved. Now, the matter of Castle Amber being a Construct had occurred to me, but having a sentience had not; that certainly complicates things, and with an Imprint involved, as it is, doubly so. Hmmmmm...."  Realmer pauses a moment, then takes a deep drink of his porter before speaking again.  "Perhaps a Dual Rule; a pair of Kings and Queens to rule Amber and her lands and interests, both Amberite and Fey. And as far as it affecting Shadow... well, the Jeweled Road affected Shadow significantly, and everything turned out okay. I know I am from a Shadow of Magic and Fey creatures and monsters and Gods, but I have visited Shadows where Fey had returned to technological worlds and the people and that world adapted, as peoples and worlds of Shadow have every time something significant changes near a place of power in the multiverse and affects them. I know it sounds like radical thinking, but perhaps it is time for just that. Something different. Something breaking from Tradition.  Something deviating from the normal. Just a suggestion. But we still have the matter of the actual succession to consider..."  Realmer sighs, realizing the pressures on the Crown and why he never wants to wear one.
*'''Michael James Watson'''
Now the succession. Part of it is the likelihood the Castle might turn on me if its favorite queen takes the throne. But the other part involves the direct legitimate royal line established by Oberon.  Lowering his head shamefaced, “Did you know that I sat the Oracle of Night? I forced Bleys, Benedict, and Vance to do so at scepter point too. My vision included Tesa and you. The problem is two of my brothers.. Elfwine, son of Titania. And Av Reet, son of Alasala. Titania was the Fey queen when Oberon brought his wife my sister Cymnea and their young family to Amber. But Cymnea was not Oberon's first wife. Alasala was. Their child Av Reet was born legitimate. The first legitimate child of Oberon born of a union blessed by the Unicorn herself.
According to Dworkin, when he was in a heraldic mood, the legitimate male line of Oberon was Av Reet and then his son, Cymnea's sons Osric & Finndo. Then Oberon divorced Cymnea, married Titania and fathered Elfwine on her. He then remarried Cymnea and had Benedict and Borlak. After Borlak Oberon discovered Cymnea's paternity and nullified their marriage making all their children illegitimate. Then he met Fiellia and fathered Eric, married her and had Corwin.  So after the nullification of Cymnea's kids we end up with Av Reet and his son, then Elfwine with no sons, then Corwin with Warrick. We argued timelines and birth order for centuries without knowing about the First Brood. Now we do.  I see by your face you see the problem of genealogy but the problem is not just blood. Its Attunement. Legitimate birth is somehow magically important. Oberon's annulment was official too.  Av Reet is attuned to Castle Amber but has been banished from it for cause, yet his son retains his legitimacy and the recognition of the Castle. Av Reet it seems is who showed the location of the dungeon pattern to Oberon and his son was involved in those affairs as well and is adored by the Castle apparently.  The son of Av Reet is attuned to the jewel as well. As you probably know an Attunement to the Jewel can only be erased by one of prioritized Attunement. I can clean the jewel from anyone who became attuned to it after I did. So I can't erase the attunements of Corwin, Eric, Arloxedra, The Castle recognizes Elfwine. The castle sees Corwin as next with his legitimate son Warrick. Rene, Merlin, & Barrett are all illegitimate. So while it accepts the Unicorn's Choice, that being me, without us the line of succession is Av Reet's son, Elfwine, then Corwin and Warrick. Finndo was king, but the annulment of his paternity makes Dashel and Fisk illegitimate. Eric was never legitimate and despite being king Arloxedra, Derek, and Vander are not eligible to the succession. Of course there is some accord between the Castle, the Jewel, the Pattern, and Arloxedra, lucky me. The problem however is Av Reet's son.
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
Realmer stands and refills all three of their mugs with the porter as he says:  "I feel the other shoe is about to drop and I feel we may all need something strong to smoke and strong to drink when your done. Please, continue."
*'''Michael James Watson'''
Now we come to the Tosians. My vision showed Alexandir Kos Korag reigning in Amber as Warlord and Conqueror with a weak son of his as the actual king, and with his maniacal eye on conquering the Courts of Chaos. So who is the weak son of Alexandir that apparently has a claim of legitimacy that the castle would accept?  Av Reet's legitimately born son, and technically the person with the strongest claim to the throne of Amber, is Conf of Shadows. Part Amberite, part Yorkian, part Tosian, part djinn, of the bloodline of Oberon.
There are reasons why Conf would never take the throne himself but a son born of his daughter would have a very strong claim indeed. Heraldic, genealogically, and apparently, magically. So now we have Alexandir wooing the daughter of Conf. And that's why they can not be allowed to marry.
York has a primal beast, the Elephant. Tolknor and the Elephant have agreed to not recognize a marriage between Alexandir and Tesa. But there are tons of primal beasts and millions of their priests and its probable we can't get to them all. So the deal has to be keeping Tesa from marrying the brute. See my problem?
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
"I love being right; I knew we would need some stiffer libations."  Realmer Conjures up a couple of bottles of fine Napoleon Brandy and a box of those cigars with multicolored smoke that Benedict likes. He opens the box and passes a cigar to Random then Gangdis then puts one in his mouth and lights it with a tiny flame from his finger, then offers to light the others' cigars as well. He puffs while he opens a bottle of the Brandy and pours a tumbler for each present.  "I see your problem indeed, Majesty" Realmer begins as he grabs his tumbler of brandy, takes a sip, then a puff, exhales and continues.  "And mine. I know of Conf, have spoken with him regarding Tesa, and have learned of Tesa's parentage and Family ties; I understand how dangerous her relationship with Alex could be. But convincing Tesa of anything is difficult at best, especially if it's for her own good, but she's not unreasonable; perhaps the thought of much death and war because of her offspring with Alex may be enough to deter her from continuing her relationship with him. Or maybe not. Gangdis, you know her, better than I, I'm sure; what do you think on this matter?"
*'''Michael James Watson'''
Gangdis ponders, "Well, its certainly above my pay grade, such as it is, but Tesa is a good egg. For an assassin. She trained Snikura but I doubt it was her choice. Much like Rasak, I doubt its something she would have sought out. She was a Maze rat in sanctuary so she grew up looking for whatever advantage she could. She stole to eat. She traded her body while too young in order to survive. My understanding that Conf had her sent to Snikura to make her able to defend herself against those who would force her in to anything and that mindset is strong in her. Try to force her away from Alex and you'll hear wedding gongs fast. "
He finishes a beer and pours another.  "All the time I've known her I was a drunk old man. A sot drinking my way into old age. Her humor and vibrancy was delightful and I treated her like she was my granddaughter. But..she tried to bed me often at first and only tried harder because I refused. And there is still something of that in our teasing of each other. I must admit that since i grew young i am tempted to woo her myself but does that sound creepy?"  Random laughs, "Only you, Gangdis! Us princes might have turned her over our knees and spanked her before bedding regardless of her youth but we tend to be disreputable. She is no piece of tenderloin anymore and you look the bold young adventurer. Take her if you can. That might solve the problem for a century or two. Ah... but if you do, perhaps let Realmer or I see about clipping your plumbing so that young king isn't your kid instead of Alex's. To be honest, the man in my vision could be anyone's kid but since Tesa was in my vision i assumed the child was hers."  Gangdis looks shocked but continues, "Either way, trying to force her will make her dig in. Though Alexandir seems not her type. I assume you haven't talked to her yet, Realmer?"
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
Realmer shakes his head 'no'.  "No, Gangdis, I have not spoken with her yet. I only became aware of their relationship at Graduation, just prior to the knife forging ceremony and I have only just returned, as well you know. Plus I was advised by Benedict and Fort to give it a little time before involving myself. I think we need to let the fires of their newfound passion for each other cool a bit before anyone steps in. Give him time to show his true colors and her time to see how he really is."
*'''Michael James Watson'''
Random says, "Good point. Maybe talking to Fort about it would be a good idea. He holds Alex's loyalty because of an incident fighting Ravers. Tolknor however holds his loyalty out of a number of things not the least of it being fealty. But...Tolknor also said if i need it he will give me Alexandir's True Name that using will turn the great brute back into a blacksmith's son but that would unleash a host of monsters only held at bay by their fear of him. Including the three Ravers of Tosa. Tolknor, Fort, Alexandir, Jeremy Fairhand and a small collection of Tosian maniacs have mithril trees in their forehead, tiny one, gained putting the ravers down. If any of them lose their powers fully, like in a naming rite, the Ravers will try to break out. Of course part of the Alex problem is Benedict. Its been an eon since there was someone Benedict wasn't certain he could kill in a fair fight. He is fairly salivating over the chance to go to the mattresses with the Emperor of Tosa."
Gangdis makes a face.."Ewww.... Alexandir and Benedict on mattresses? What a revolting vision! Why would you think..."  Random laughs, spitting beer, "Its a classical reference. 'Go to the Mattresses' means going to war. Got to take you to an earth world and show you the Godfather movies. 20 of the best movies ever made, Gangdis.."
*'''Michael James Watson'''
Gangdis, "So ....I wonder where Tesa landed after the ceremony? Stand before me while i trump her. "
He pulls his contact trump. Concentrating it connects.  "Hey Kid, I hear they sprung ya. ....In Amber... Yes, briefly... He had to talk to the King. ..... No.....I've seen him in Amber of course. Reviews of the troops and all. Really? ah.. I'm, sorry to hear that. Shall I got challenge him? ...You are probably right. No i don't but when i see him I'll let him know. It should still be there unless someone has ravaged it or decided that my rent was due. How many years have passed? ok. If someone has moved in the landlord owes me money. Ok. Good.. No. That's quite an offer. Traditionally there is a leave period before the military expects you to return to duty. But imnot sure that applies to you. Talk to Realmer about that. No, I'm on duty. Soon. Be well, dearheart"
Gangdis finishes his beer and pours another.  "She is in Sanctuary. Her place in the Maze. She didn't enjoy Rasak much. Asked about you, Realmer, first. Asked me if i had seen Alexandir. Said he wasn't taking No for an answer. Something about her hips can't take his without frequent healing. She is going to retrieve a coin stash i left in my apartment in the maze. Good chance its been raided. A fair fortune-running money if it hasn't been. Her Sanctuary has a foot path shadowtrail that touches a tip of the Jeweled Road. She could go anywhere after that. Asked about if she was going to have to serve in the Amber military? Said Benedict wants her as his personal Elite and intended to speak to Random about it. Made her a generous offer of experience, treasure, and authority. She thinks he has a crush on her.. Random, if Benedict thinks he can play suitor to her just to keep her away from Alexandir he and I will have words."  Random nods, “Please let me watch.....”
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
Realmer finishes his brandy then pours himself another; he looks both uncomfortable and annoyed.
"Honestly, I don't like the idea of anyone 'playing' suitor to Tesa; that young woman has been through a lot and doesn't need anyone toying with her affections just to use her as a 'king maker'... or to try to prevent her from being one. I have had a fondness for her from the moment you introduced her to me, Gangdis; and that fondness has grown into a deep caring. If you intend to woo her, Sir Gangdis of Casowill, make sure it's for the right reasons."  Realmer takes a puff and exhales a smoke ring.  "And I feel that Benedict's offer is purely professional and meant to keep Tesa away from Alex and not because he has any affections for her... but I could be wrong; I don't really know him that well."  Realmer takes a drink of his brandy, swirls it in his mouth, then swallows it hard.  "Gang... you said, that Tesa said, that Alex wasn't taking NO for an answer... that's concerning. And that she is on the run... and in need of money... And that she asked about me... first no less."
He pauses to think and take a drink of brandy.  "Well, it was my plan, after graduation, to ask Tesa if she would be my traveling companion, again. I didn't get special permission for her to attend Rasak just to have someone else snatch her up; I wanted her well trained to accompany me. I enjoy her company and her skill-sets are exactly those that I am lacking; we compliment each other well. And, she is my Apprentice in the Arcane Arts and I intended to continue her training in those Arts... and others. It was also my intent to watch over her, knowing that Conf has 'plans for her'... his exact words to me. But seeing her with Alex changed that. But now... perhaps I should contact her and make the offer."  Realmer puffs on his cigar, exhaling multi-colored smoke squares... his fingers twiddling, his mind momentarily lost in thought...  "Majesty; it seems I have some pressing matters to attend, and since you have graciously given me a century of Leave, by your leave, I will take mine. I will be contacting Tesa and doing all I can to convince her to join me on my adventures. And having Fort along during the early stages of my travels might be helpful if Alex shows up. And should the Lord Marshall push the issue of Tesa as his Elite... might I be so bold as to remind; she is not actually a Soldier of Amber, per se. I asked for special permission for her to attend Rasak, as payment for her services, not for her to become a Soldier, unless she wished it." He pauses then says, "Or you could just tell him I asked for her first."  As Realmer had been speaking, he finished his brandy in two large gulps around words, set the cigar in an ashtray on the table and the empty tumbler beside it. Then he gathered up a few things from the shelves or from tables or drawers, and puts them into the pockets of his robe; bottles and flasks and little boxes and small pouches, still talking all the while. He then summoned his Bone Staff to his left hand then mentally looked over his shoulder for Bob, to make sure he was there (private joke betwixt them). Then he pulled out his personally made Trump of Tesa but then looked to Random and Gangdis as he finished speaking. He chuckles at his own suggestion of him asking for her first.  "Gangdis; I may be taking you with me now or calling for you soon... we shall see shortly how it goes. Majesty; anything more before I take my leave?"  Realmer holds up the Trump so that both are in front of the card, but waits for Random's reply before attempting contact.
*'''Michael James Watson'''
"I'll be taking my leave then. I've a room full of courtiers upstairs including a princeling from the Golden Circle world of Tazilwere. Friggin Tazilwere....You ever hear of it? I wouldn't be surprised if you hadn't. Its a Golden Circle kingdom but you wouldn't know it by visiting the place. It looks like the Shire for tall folks. Osric found the place early on to provide wine and oil for Amber. Olives, olive oil, apples, grapes, drinkable wines and meads. Grains and breads. They make it in stupidly vast profusion. Probably one of the guiding principles Osric used to find the place; A people good with plants and small animals in a region where productive soil is a constant. Peaceful, non-competitive, Industrious. Their work ethic puts the Puritans to shame for their laziness. Like Amish overachievers. Oh, Osric also probably suggested the women were playfully bouncy but then he has to have his fun too. He likes then busty and curvy.  “Margot calls them the “Middle Shelf Kingdom”. She loves the place. She tells me they provide everything on the middle shelves. Quaffing wine. Cooking oils. Table grapes. Chicken, goat, pig, and duck for the servants, commoners, and military tables. Goat's milk cheese. Nothing really fancy but nothing bad. Beef animals bigger then goats fall over dead if transported there. They raise pigs till they get to a certain size then they just drop dead. Weird. Its how they know the pigs are ready. So no horses, oxen, or mules. Rather then 4 horse or 2 oxen to pull a wagon they use 12 goats. Weird.”  “They have an embassy with a dozen staff, and three diplomats and I swear they trade off ambassadors monthly. Its hard to get a straight answer out of the people. Around 5240 they had a group of raiders come in and depose the king and queen, married one of theirs to a princess. The only reason we found out about the coup was because they told the ambassador to inform Amber that the new king would not cause any interference in the train of produce coming to Amber. Their people are so casual we had no idea for two years that it had been a violent take over. One of their princes came here and out of the blue invoked the Golden Circle Treaty. Probably the first time they ever did . I'm surprised they remembered they could do it. Diega is in here every other day with some demand for our military to go out and swat some bandits or rebels or some distaff branch of their royal house. The envoy from Tazilwere spent two days wandering around the court scene like a tourist till someone asked who he was and he said he had an urgent appeal for the king. I sent some of the cousins out to take care of the problem; Doria, Derek, Asher, Zachary, Vance, and Geryon. Took them a week. Bleys visited the place after the Trump went in the deck and spent most of a week with the family that owned the farm next to the trump point before he realized the pater familis was the King of Tazilwere.”  Random does a quick conjuration producing a piece of paper and an envelop. Writing quickly he folds the paper and slips it into the envelop. A second conjuration summons a card he slips in the envelop. He hands it to Realmer as he stands.  “Anyway, they are having raider problems again and I think I'm going to send a more substantial force to set up a military presence with our embassy. I'll probably send Macsen. He's due for a command. If you get a chance in your wandering drop by and show the flag a bit to the local nobles. No rush. In the mean time, Gangdis, come with me and we'll convince Macsen its an honor. Call home occasionally.”  He puts the arm on Gangdis and they transport leaving Realmer alone.
*'''Michael James Watson'''
Picking up the envelop he finds inside a paper and a trump. The Trump has Random playing cards at Neal's Diner. The title is "Random's Private line."  Opening the paper it says, "By my order and for the good of the state, the bearer has done what has been done. King Random of Amber, First of His Name."
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
Realmer puts the Trump and the note back in the envelope then slips the envelope inside a pocket of his robes. He then focuses on the trump in his hand, the Trump of Tesa. He focuses his will and attempts contact.
*'''Michael James Watson'''
Moments pass till the trump opens. She looks up looking surpised.  "Oh! I was speaking to Gangdis a couple days ago. I assumed it was him again. The time ratio is big. You recovered in Amber? It can't have been a day there has it?"
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
"I am in Amber but it has only been around an hour or so since I returned. After speaking with the king I spoke with Gangdis and he mentioned that he had contacted you and that you had asked about me... which is fortunate, as I was planning to contact you as well; you've just had more time than me. So, are you in a safe place to talk? Should I come to you or would you like to come to Amber?"
*'''Michael James Watson'''
She sits back, picks up a bent steel tankard and puts a pinch of something in the lips in front of her tongue.
"Come here. The time ratio is better. Frankly I've had about 10 years of too much Amber. It seems like every person i ever met before Rasak is matched with 2 from Amber I met at Rasak. I'm getting back to my roots. I feel the need for greed. There are some people here i couldn't do much about even as a Snikura. Now I think i can give a few of the whoreson Stepsons the edge of the sword in stead of just the tip. I am in a safe place, a tavern, and I'm even in a shielded booth. Not that magical comings and goings raise any eyebrows here. Hell, there is a vampire in the area who does a pretty good business in mercenaries and stolen goods. And a godly shild a few neighborhoods away.. Hey... There is a friend of mine here who could use some magical healing if you can manage it?"
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
"I might be able to help your friend, but remember, I'm a sorcerer not a cleric. And the faster time ratio there will give me some time to prepare for my upcoming Mission. I'll tell you about it shortly. Go ahead and pull me through."

====<big>Sanctuary, Tesara of York, King Tolknor of York</big>====

*'''Michael James Watson'''
Reaching a hand and pulling through Realmer sees a dark woody tavern filled with people clustered in small groups minding their business. tavern wenches move about from table to bar. A central hearth provides warmth to all and a feel of cold wind comes from windows both shuttered and boarded up. Once the giant hall might have been well made but that was a century past. 
The curtained booth is open to the room enough to allow few surprises. Among the guest are soldiers looking of the dirty mercenary/brigand type. Men down on their luck and down to their last copper. Thieves professional and amateur. Women clearly of the whore trade do business, occasionally a hand under the table while a hand above holds dented tankards. the place has the feel of desperation and danger.
A clinical eye lets him note a pair of solders not as drunk as they seem as hidden guards. He notes the presence of a beautiful vampire woman and two soldier guards at a table to the other side. She raises her eyes to meet Realmer's. She nods and raises a glass of wine to her lips in recognition. He sense a tap on his psyche quickly withdrawn hoping to not have made offense.
Behind the bar is a very large man with the body of a wrestler or a soldier past his prime. He cleans a tankard while refilling orders from the wenches. He is missing a thumb but misses nothing else within his domain. Seeing you arrive he takes a handsign from Tesa and sends a pitcher of dark questionable but potent ale over. Tesa takes a tankard off the wall and fills it. 
A fireplace behind the bar roasts meat on skewers. the central hearth is warm with a dozen or so cast iron pots. He sees a woman with two youngish children enter from a side door, letting in a brief freezing wind to the stuffy chamber.. The kids carry wood while she carries a pair of pots. Looking to the bartender she says, "One Thump..We've wood." He nods. The kids pile the wood among other scavenged sticks and sit close by the fire. Rough soldiers make room for them and the lady sits next to them, putting the pots in the hearth.. the wench brings two mugs of milk and a mug of wine. 
A shield over the bar is a bar sinister in red on a checkered field of black and gold. The charge is a angry looking unicorn. He notices other representations of the unicorn displaying their clearly male gender.
Tesa pushes a small snuff box open, pinches a bit and puts it before her teeth.
“Krrf...a local poison. Sort of a cross between hashish and cocaine. Welcome the the Vulgar Unicorn”
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
"This place reminds me of the Green Griffin in Greyhawk City, the old one that is, before the fire burnt it down and Damien rebuilt it."
He eyes the lady vampire and gives her a look at that says he felt her psychic contact and she should not do that again. He looks over the room and carefully brings up the pattern before his eyes as a lens to look through, making sure to remain subtle as he looks over the occupants of the room.
"The last time I saw you, you were standing on a beach on Adledross and you seemed happy to be in Alex's company. I had intended to ask you to rejoin me as my traveling companion once we left Rasak. However, after seeing you with Alex I figured you had other plans. But seeing you here, now, I get the feeling things have changed. Care to tell me about it?"
Realmer takes a Tankard off the wall and fills it with the dubious looking ale. He takes a swallow, expecting it to be exceptionally harsh and prepares himself appropriately for the flavor.
*'''Michael James Watson'''
The ale is strong, potent as any wine. Possibly proofed with grain alcohol. A loaf of bread is dropped off in passing as if its tablefare. it smells strongly of Russian baked bread cooked in meant broth.
"Alexandir is a force of Nature.. Like a tornado he ravaged me like flatlands. oh, he didn't take me by force really. He has a magnetism that is hard to avoid if her puts it on you. He wooed me and I fell hard for him. We kept it from the Army taking time along the way in private. He talked of making me queen of Tosa. I tried to avoid that but it was hard. Then i told him i was missing the plumbing for child bearing and he spent hours talking about how to reverse that. I was tempted... But it was all he talked about at the end. I realized it was all that was important to him. Fort told me of his other wives. How they have been barren. How he has one son, Caland. After centuries of trying including using technological methods. Fort says he thinks its a curse but none of the Tosians were interested in seeing Alex with a real dynasty but its all he thinks about. His legacy.. I told him i wanted no part of it.. at that he got...insistent.. I intend to stay clear of him till he finds a new playmate. Since I came to Amber at Gangdis' call I have had a lot of experiences.  Its time for me to return to my roots for a bit."
*'''Michael James Watson'''
"Not forever, nor really for very long. But for me to really accept what I've learned i need to use it in the places i was weak and dreamed of power.. Many things to do in this land alone for one such as me."
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
"Yes, that sounds like Alex all right; only interested in himself and his legacy. Alex is going to be a problem for many people, for many reasons, and for many years to come. But those are problems that we will all have to bear as time comes to pass. In fact, Alex has become a recent and hot topic of discussion amongst the King's advisors. There is much concern that he may make an attempt to conquer Amber and sire a king for her throne."
Realmer takes a swig of the strong ale then continues.  "I can understand why you are staying clear of him. And I can also understand your desire to get back to your roots and Center yourself, considering all that has happened to you in the last several years. I would hope though, that once you have done what you need to do and have found yourself once again, that you will seek me out and be my traveling companion once again. There are many things I feel you need to know, and I think it's just about time someone told you. And that someone is going to be me, and I'm sure I'm going to raise someone fire over it and possibly be punished, but I'm willing to take it."  He takes another swig, then pulls out a cigar and lights it with a flame for his fingertip. He exhales multicolored smoke.  "But before I tell you these things, there are a few things I would like to know first. The problem with your female Plumbing... are you sure there is actually a problem? I don't mean to pry too much, but, have you been magically or medically examined and diagnosed? Or are you just making an assumption based on the fact that you have never gotten pregnant? And this next one might be a bit of a sore subject, but do you know who your parents are? What have you been told and what have you learned on your own?"
*'''Michael James Watson'''
She looks aside, then back, makes a hand gesture near Realmer's chest and does a produce of one of your cigars. He felt no sense of magic but more a trick of slight of hand, if the cigars were not magically protected they arrived. Lighting it with a cantrip.  "Snikura had me spayed. The way they put it was they took the baby out of the playground. It can be fixed but I've no intention to do so. Its set up so even clerical healing and regeneration won't fix it. Shapechange would if i was of a mind. Snikura sometimes use sex to get at a target and a pregnancy afterwards would be awkward."  She stands and walks to the hearth to an elderly woman, blind looking, and whispers to her. The woman whispers back. She passes over a few silvers into her hand and takes two small cast iron pots. Walking back over she pushes one across. She follows it with an iron spoon with a stone handle.
"Beef. Mostly goat."  She digs in with enthusiasm. Like food from her youth.  "Parents. That's a riot... I know who claimed me. If he is my father or not is irrelevant. He is my patron spirit and I consider him thus. My mother was a whore of the maze. She could be Blind Nema there whose stew we are eating, or old Carly over with the soldiers surviving on handjobs for wine. Or maybe Ischade the Vampire bore me in one of her human periods and that's why she has treated me so well in the past. Of course i think she might be thinking of me as livestock for a future meal. I was catching rats as soon as I could walk and contributing them to the beggar's pots in Downwind. When i was old enough to respond to suggestions I had more money. If I had parents they were the street, Ischade, One Thumb, even a few of the Stepsons. The stepsons are why i came back here. Dolon is the commander of the Stepsons now. A puffed up merc. A sissy.. but he fronts the band. ah Stepsons are a police force from Ranke, the capital. Not really responsible to Prince kitttycat, the local Ranken governor. But 5 I know are in Service to Jubal, an ex-slavemaster and now the crimelord of Sanctuary.  He had his men and those 5 stepsons make use of me for a week or so before my patron had me sent to Snikura. Once i returned i plotted.. I got a few of Jubal's hawkmasks but not all of them. Around then i met Gangdis and went soft for a time. Now, I'm home, and hard. I've debts to pay before I go anywhere. Savvy?"
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
Realmer tries the stew, recalling his days as an Apprentice at the University of Magic in the City of Greyhawk; though he was not copper-less, most of his monies were spent on Spell Components and magic related sundries, leaving little for food, so plain and simple meals of less than quality ingredients were no stranger to him.
"Yes, I understand the need to payback ones 'debts'. And I will not prevent you from, assist you with, nor berate you for, doing what you need to do, however you need to do it. As I said, I understand the need for payback."
He eats a couple of bites of stew then washes it down with the potent ale.  "Since the Snikura have altered your reproductive system in a way to make healing and regeneration useless, then your current level of mastery over your Shapeshifting Abilities won't be enough to affect what they have done. And since you're not interested in fixing it, even advancing those abilities will not automatically fix what has been done, it would take some effort on your behalf to make it happen and stay that way. And in a way, I am glad to hear you cannot have children and do not want to fix it so you can; you will understand why shortly."  Another few bites of stew, a couple more swigs of ale, he relights his cigar and takes a couple puffs then releases the Lynchpins for his Privacy Spell, making the booth they are sitting in completely impervious to eavesdropping of any sort, including Magic, Trump, Pattern, Logrus, etc. Another puff then he continues.  "I just put my own Privacy Spell on this booth, so what we say now cannot be overheard or scryed; even if there was something in here doing so already. Firstly, regardless of who raised you or whom you consider to be your 'parents', your actual parentage is quite important. Critically so. I believe it's the reason why Alex has such a great interest in you being the mother of his child. I also believe it's the reason why Benedict has made you such an odd and generous offer; not to woo you, but to watch over you."  Another puff, he refills his tankard and drinks, then puffs again.  "Secondly, your mother is not of Sanctuary, or of the streets. She is of the Amber Royal Family, of the line of Oberon, a full sister to King Random; she is Mirelle. I have never met her, but it is said she is a frail and broken creature. She is charming, lovely, and outrageously funny. But she is also sad, suicidal, and for unknown reasons her dementia is untreatable. As I understand it, she was not mad before she met your father and birthed you, only after."  "Thirdly, your actual father IS the man you call your patron, and much more than he lets on to be... and is quite pivotal to this whole matter. He is the son of Av Reet, actual first born, and fully legitimized, son of Oberon, but banned from Amber; I know not why. His son, your father, is technically still in good standing with Amber, and should anything happen to King Random and his son and heir, Martin, then due to a long and twisted line of genealogy, and rules for succession, and a few other factors, the succession to the throne could fall to him. But as I understand it, your patron is not interested in ruling Amber, for reasons unknown... but Alex, on the other hand is quite interested in Amber and in establishing his Legacy, and should he marry you, and you somehow bear his male offspring, that child could sit the throne of Amber. And that is why, I believe, so much attention is being turned your way."  "Now, being that I am loyal to the Crown and Amber, I am supposed to steer you away from Alex, or anyone looking to rule Amber, for that matter, so that those circumstance cannot happen."  "Being that I spent most of my early years as an Adventurer, and still tend to fallback on those tendencies and traits, when in doubt; I would advise you to always check for traps, keep a wide assortment of spells memorized, look up as often as you look behind you, and always carry rope... but otherwise, do whatever in all the Hells you want, life is short and there's not always a Cleric around. I've mellowed some since then."  "However, as someone who has traveled with you, taught you and learned from you, trained beside you and fought beside you... and someone who has grown to care about you, and who occasionally wants to protect you from things, but never shield you from them... well, I advise that you first arm yourself with information, which I have just done. I felt it was important that you know 'who you are' so you can prepare yourself accordingly, and why there was the sudden interest in you by two very powerful men."
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
"I also want you to know that I met your father, years ago on Adagalasck, at the Embassy on the North Stair. He introduced himself and told me he was your patron. He said I could avail you of your skills and train you as I like, but one day he would call for you, and I am not to interfere. He said you are his and he has plans for you. It was later that I learned he was you father, then later still who your mother is, then recently this twisted succession issue and your possible involvement. He also told me that if I wished to speak to him, I could whisper his name in the shadows and he would hear me; which is why I have not spoken his name and will not for the time being, as I do want want him listening in. I am sure this is all information he would be upset about you knowing."  "Aaaand, I am reluctant to bring this up, but I think it's important as it's part of you and who you are. Before your mother went mad, she bound Gangdis to you in someway, to watch over and protect you. I'm not sure if that bond goes both ways though, but I noticed you are fond of the old guy... who's young again."
"So, when you finish what you have to do here, I would hope you would still consider my offer to travel with me on my adventures; even after all I have told you. Not because I'm trying to manipulate you into doing or not doing something, but because I enjoy your company and your skills compliment mine well... aaaand... because I care about you. And because there is still more I can teach you and learn from you. Aaaaand, the look on your face tells me now might be a good time to finish my stew and listen."  Realmer sets down his cigar and picks up the iron spoon by its stone handle and eats the stew from the small cauldron in front of him.
*'''Michael James Watson'''
She sets the cigar down, casts the extinguish cantrip. Taking her Nasty Place knife out she slits the cigar lengthwise and opens it. Sprinkling the interior of the Urala cigar with krrf, she rolls it back then casts Mend on it. Lighting the tip with finger fire she inhales the now fortified cigar deeply for several puffs. The Smoke's color looks somehow sinister.  “That's a lot to swallow. But I've swallowed a lot of things in my life. Not sure I believe you but I suppose the question is am I bold or foolish enough to try and prove it? My first question would be are you sure of all that? The Gray Man is a known trickster, the god of thieves is not above lies to further his cause. But it would seem a foolish thing to lie about if he spoke to you. And you don't need to worry about mentioning his name. He watches me.”  Inhaling a few times she concentrates on the knife, twisting it through a few hand passes. After a few it shifts shape to a thin blade and thin handle, an assassin's blade similar to her Snikura blades, a thing for easy stabbing and throwing. She seems a bit startled at the Shapeshifting blade but examines it pleased.  “well, that's interesting. I was told the knife could take other forms.”  She ponders.  “Gangdis came along at a time of my life when I might well have been swallowed whole by this place. Snikura die violently. I was about to embark on murders when he first showed up. Then he took me to another shadow where my talents as a thief were more useful then my skills as an assassin. I was in that world, so similar to this one, for a decade till he came to get me and bring me along on your adventures.”  She inhales.  “I have debts to pay. To you. To Gangdis. To the Grayman. To Benedict. Maybe even to Random.  She casually throws the knife to stick in the support post quivering, a thought and it comes back to hand to be thrown again and recovered again.  She pulls her satchel up and fiddles into it. Removing a deck of cards she starts going through them. She pulls Mirelle's card and another. The deck is clearly one of the ubiquitous non-magical copies found in gift shops all across shadow, the lesser copy of the deck royals have of the King Random's Deck.
“Maybe to this Mirelle. And to this man.“  She puts a card up of a man in Italian dress. “Do you know this man, Giovanni? The book says he is a full brother of Mirelle and Random... He rescued me from a fix. When Jubal's men had me for a week. He came in to the warehouse laughing, saw me. The men threatened him and he laughed. He waded into them and killed probably 20. The 10 or so who escaped are the ones on my list. 5 I have taken.. leaving the 5 hawkmasks and the 5 crooked stepsons. I owe this man too. He gathered me, took me to the Church of the Ilsigi Gods and left me in their care.”  “So...Debts. Lives owed and lives due. Which first? Curious though.... This is my Sanctuary. Barely a month has gone by since I was spirited away by Gandis. All my debts are fresh. Its as if time went slowly while I was away. Knowing what you tell me, could that make this 'MY' shadow?”  “Say it is. Say I decide to leave the debts here to brew awhile. I would want to come back after a time to be sure time passes slowly when I am gone from this world. If what you say is true, I think only one thing will prove it. Walking the pattern. DO I have the courage to test that on your say so and on the word of the Gray man? Will Random let me? Or will you sneak me into a pattern someplace else in shadow? At this point, I only half believe you.”
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
"Yes, that was a lot to swallow. And I know how you feel; I also had a lot of twisted family information come unto me after I had arrived in Amber. And even more after visiting Adagalasck... our family has a lot of that. And I understand you not believing me; you have trust issues. In fact, our whole family has trust issues. And with good reason."  "As to my sources and the information, most of my sources on this matter I would consider to be reputable and the information from those sources I would consider to be factual; I don't believe I was misled. However, at least one of my sources on the matter may not be as reliable as the others, but the information I gained from that source was mostly corroborated by my reputable sources."
"As far as any debt you feel you owe me, consider it paid in full, or nullified, or whatever you like. I didn't do the things I did for you because I was looking to be repaid or to garner favors of any sort. I did them because I like you and I want to see you succeed in life, and so that you would have skills and abilities to defend yourself when needed from those who would try to use or abuse you."  "As for Giovanni, I have never met the man personally and I know as little about him as you do. As for this being your personal shadow, that is entirely possible. Especially considering that time seemed to move more slowly while you were gone but then seemed to speed up once you got here. The only way to know for sure is to test it. When you leave this place, keep in your mind that you want time to move very slowly compared to Amber, spend a little time away, then come back. Then, you could try to speed up time here, leave and then come back again. That should give you the answer you are looking for."  "And you walking the Pattern... I was considering that before I came here to tell you these things and I am still strongly considering it as we speak. It would help you be better armed to deal with powerful issues and powerful people as they come into your life. And, it is your Birthright. To be honest, I'm kind of surprised you haven't been brought into the family fold yet. But there could be a reason for that. Perhaps it's because most of this information may have only recently come to light. In fact, that could be the whole reason I am here with you now. And maybe the reason I was told all of this information."  Realmer ponders this a moment as he finishes his stew then relights his cigar and takes a few puffs.  "I am considering taking you to the Pattern of Ambir, a failed shade of Amber but with a fully intact Pattern. Only two people have access to the Pattern Cavern there; it is sealed with no possible way of accessing it without using transport Trumps, or Pattern transport. Those two people are me, and my grandfather, Dworkin... your great-great-grandfather. I'm know I will catch hell for doing so, but I would like to take you to Ambir to see if you are capable of walking the Pattern there. You should be able to, being that you are of the Blood of Barimen. But the choice is yours alone to make."
*'''Michael James Watson'''
“Death on a fake pattern and death on the real one is just as dead. So I shall just say this. Conf has told me that if I die I shall become much like he is; a ghost, a phantom. So if you lead me astray, Amberite, I shall haunt you for a very long time!” She smiles playfully.  “Perhaps your necromancy will resurrect me though. So in the mean time we...”  She stops talking and looks toward the door as a dozen men in red tabards enter the Vulgar Unicorn.  One Thumb says loudly, “Pheres! I'm paid up with the Stepsons. Sync himself was in here yesterday. So your tab is open again.. Let me get a booth over on the west of the fire.”  The rugged man in black hair and beard with the red tabard says, “I know Sync was in here. Why do you think we came here to drink, One Thumb? Your Fine ale? We want the black rum barrel and those chickens and don't fucking take your time with it or we'll see what kind of handjob you give with 4 fingers!” The men laugh and move to a large table and booth.  A group of 6 more enter and walk to push a group off a table by the hearth, including the woman and 2 kids who quickly grab milk and pots before they came to the table.  One of the later says “Hey! Don't go running off, Vicky! Come earn a few silvers.. Hell, Louse here will give you a couple coppers for the girl for a few minutes! I'm sure there is something she can do to earn it! ” The group laughs.. The ones at the table join in.
The patrons of the hall start shifting away from the group as the group's drinks arrive.  Realmer sees the look of death in Tesa's eyes he has rarely seen before.  The first group laughs loudly among themselves. 5 of them stand and walk directly to Tesa and Realmer's table.  As they do the rest of the red tabarded Stepsons turn to watch. One Thumb and 3 of his guards start to intercept them but are blocked themselves by the group at the hearth.
The leader, the one called Pheres stops before the table.  “Tesa, your bodyguard isn't here now. You are under arrest for murder. You will hang pretty.”  Tesa growls, “You raped me for a week. That's a hanging offense too, Pheres.”  He smiles, “You have any witnesses to that? I seem to remember giving you a few coppers. So its our word against yours. Wonder whose word Kittycat will take? Now, tell your girlfriend here goodbye and come along quietly for a nice easy death.”  Tesa stands pushing the table out a bit. “No thank you. I choose a bloody messy death.”  Her hand flicks and the Nasty Place blade sinks chest deep. The blade cuts through the munition grade chainmail. It pauses a moment before returning to her hand to return to stick in his chest.
She leaps up pulling the table, to ride the edge up, leaping to throw her legs around Pheres and twist him in a Rasak karate move, pulling him to the ground beneath her. Two daggers in her hands repeatedly stab the dead Pheres in the eyes.  A second stab to the the testicles with the Snikura shaped Rasak knife slide into the Stepson behind the dead man. Two non-Rasak Snikura knives fly into the eyes of a man on either side of the now neutered man.  The rest of the stepson stand pulling short swords.
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
When Tesa comments about haunting him, he playfully replies, "There is no one I would rather be haunted by."
When she stops talking and he sees why, he knows there is going to be trouble, so he sends a thought to his familiar, who has most likely been hiding in the shadows of the rafters since arrival: ~Bob, trouble's coming; be ready if we actually need the help~  When the look in Tesa's eyes turns deadly, he knows exactly what kind of trouble it's going to be. He sends a thought to his Bone Staff, leaning against the outside of the booth within easy reach: ~Hex, when I draw my daggers, turn into a skeletal dog with glowing red eyes and come to my side, then await my command~  When Tesa's first dagger flies, Realmer instinctively reaches for his daggers, impressed by his newly trained reflexes. When the table flies up and Tesa leaps upon the Stepson, he stands quickly, draws both of his Nasty Place daggers, left held backhand, right ready to be thrown.  He recalls that he said he would not get involved in her revenge, but it was 18 to 1... 17 now, and not all of these men were her rapists, surely... ouch, double ouch, 15 to 1, still rather an unfair fight... but he waits to assist Tesa in her rampage only when she needs it...  However, if anyone tries to attack him, he will evade the attack(s), relying on his Invulnerable Robes to keep him safe if he is not fast enough, then he will kill the attacker(s) quickly, with precise and lethal slashes, stabs or throws, to critical parts of their body, using his intimate knowledge of the human body and his new Rasak training to their fullest.
*'''Michael James Watson'''
Standing over the dead Pheres she kicks the stepsons on either side, the ones screaming with Snikura daggers in their eyes, solidly in the sacks making them fall and scream instead.  Turning she says, "Ask them to surrender if you like, Partner. Two are off my list and none of the rest are here.. But they are a kind and us Wrigglies are just sluts and servants to them. And watch-out on the magic. That draws attention from the local Hazards."
She moves to face the last of the arresting 5 duel dagger against short sword. He backs away defensively, but aware and armed, his defense looks good to Realmer as Tesa pairs off against him.  The others are moving forward carefully. Realmer nots two in the back raising crossbows.
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
Realmer focuses on the two crossbow men, he throws the NP blade in his right hand at one, then throws the NP blade in his left hand at the other. He throws each blade with great strength, aiming for the right eye of each man, intending to sink the blade deep enough into the eye socket to penetrate into the brain and kill his opponents.  "Partner... I like the sound of that." He grins. "I don't think there's any point in offering them surrender, they don't look the type that would. Besides, this way is a lot more fun."
He recalls his NP daggers back to his hands as he prepares for the next attacker.
"I surely have missed death threats and tavern brawls."  He lunges at the closest Stepson, knocking his short-sword aside with the NP blade in his left hand, and sinking the NP blade in his right hand deep into the man's chest, between the ribs and slightly upwards and inwards towards the heart.
*'''Michael James Watson'''
One Thumb starts yelling "Take it outside, dammit!!! Rat, Scamp! Go get Sync now!”  Tesa moves to face the on coming group. AS they move toward her she shifts, smashing a bottle to the ground emitting strong smelling retching smoke that quickly obscures them. She falls to the ground and lashes out with her razor edged knives slashing at the back of ankles, cutting tendons and muscles as well as destroying the integrity of two leading men's boots.
*'''Michael James Watson'''
Realmer notices two men from the corner stand and throw two hands each of thin throwing knives into the obscuring smoke.  Other patrons are quickly running for the door or up the stairs.  A warrior on the second steps up, looking down, raising a crossbow and shoots into the smoke.
*'''Michael James Watson'''
As the men fall in the settling retching smoke she slides over the fallen slitting throats and stabbing eyes.
Realmer feels a presence of great magic beside him, though the sound it makes comes out of the shadow of a sconce and post, "Snikura..What think you Relmopator, seeing how the Snikura fight? Silently disable and blind. Poison. Distract. Cut tendons. Pierce manhoods. Break knees. The Snikura are assassins to be sure but more often then not they leave their victims disabled but otherwise alive so they will obey the commands of the order rather then face them again. She will make a fine Amberite."
*'''Michael James Watson'''
The man Realmer killed falls aside and leaves the path to the left open for his movement.
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
Realmer doesn't bother to look in the direction of The Voice, as he knows it is most likely Conf. Instead he focuses on the combat before him.  The NP dagger in his left hand flies at the nearest man, sinking deep into his throat. As he moves to his left through the opening left by the dead man falling to the floor, he sends a thought to his bone staff, now in the form of a skeletal dog with glowing red eyes. ~Hex, move to the other side of the room and help those two in the back corner throwing knives.~  He advances on the next closest Stepson, slashing deeply into the wrist of his weapon arm, moving past him he stabs backwards striking the same man in the back or shoulder. He recalls his other NP dagger to his left hand as he advances towards two stepsons standing near to each other. He moves between them, evading their attacks and slashing for their throats if possible, their bellies if not.  Then he sends a quick thought to his familiar. ~Bob, go outside and keep watch and let me know when their reinforcements show up.~  He then looks about for his next adversary.
*'''Michael James Watson'''
four leave the smoke and move hard on Realmer.  The two throwing knives throw another round then run toward the door to blend in with the exiting crowd. The Crossbowman pierces a chest of one of your four who stumbles but is still in the mix.  Tesa slides out of the smoke, and grabs a shovel in the hearth and digs in, tossing scoops of hot coals. The smelly oil, both slippery and smelly, erupts in flames.  Vicky reaches into the hearth and grabs cook pots and throws them into the smoky mess of soldiers trying to avoid fire, smell, knives, blades crossbow bolts, only to be hit by cook pots.
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
Realmer rushes the four men. He evades and parries their attacks as needed. His movements are a blur as he repeatedly stabs and slashes at the four men around him, no longer going for the quick kill, now that their numbers have dwindled to a more manageable amount. Instead he strives for bloody, painful incapacitation. When the four men can no longer fight, he looks for his next opponents as he sends a thought to his familiar.
~Bob, any sign of those reinforcements yet?~
*'''Michael James Watson'''
~Nothing yet. Spectators. Rumor flies fast. Wait... About a mile away. a trio of heavily armed men on horse. The bar runners are not half way to them. Must be magic that warned them.!~
*'''Michael James Watson'''
The group scatters to avoid fire, 4 moving in Realmer's way shocked at the degree of bloodshed in a usually cowardly tavern in a cowardly city.  The Crossbowman shoots an iron bar near the door with a metal twang that catches Realmer's attention long enough for a glance. He sees the bar fall into slots, barring the door from opening. By now the hall has emptied of disinterested parties.
*'''Michael James Watson'''
Tesa parries and moves to swing up a swordsman's right arm, slamming the needle tipped blade hard into the soldier's underarm evoking a furious howl and she yanks and mixes a Snikura move to press the blade into a joint and a Rasak move to swivel the arm out of its socket.  The smoke clears quickly.
*'''Michael James Watson'''
Realmer finishes his group and sees one standing before him in shock, and two near Tesa.
One in plate armor under his tabard sits in the booth still, sipping from a tankard, watching.
Ischade and her three companions sit at their booth still watching with interest.
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
Realmer licks the blood from one of his blades as he stares deeply into the eyes of the shocked man. He makes psychic contact with him and then gives him a Psychic Command.  "Drop your weapons and run!"
Then he looks to the two facing Tesa and moves towards them casually.
*'''Michael James Watson'''
THe man turns and starts to flee. Seeing the man in armor he stops.. Something passes between the and the man takes a seat in the booth.  Tesa takes one, leaving the other for Realmer but a crossbow quarrel pieces the odd man out's skull, causing him to fall to the ground.  She looks to Realmer with a bloody wicked grin unlike anything he has seen on her.. "Haha... Partners it is" Turning she looks at the man in the booth.  Tesa says, "Balshir. Sorry about your men. But..."  Ballshir raises his hand, "No need. I'm glad to be rid of them.  Sometimes we can't be choosy, especially in this asshole of the Empire. The weeding out process is brutal but necessary. Submit a bill for your cleaning if you like. Though I have to admit you look hellishly tougher then you were the last time i saw you"  "You walked out, letting them have me. Tell me why I shouldn't kill you?"
He smiles, "Why? Because Tempus will be here in moments and you know how he feels about sweetmeat and rape. Who is your ah...boyfriend? Girlfriend? Where was the big guy with the fuzzy beard?”  Looking to Realmer he says, "So, sweetheart, my name is Balshir. Second in command of the Stepsons under Sync and Tempus. Who and what are you?"
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
"A bad man, and someone not to be trifled with. But you may call me Realmer."  He cleans the blood from his NP blades with a Specialized Clean Cantrip, a hard flick of his wrists outward, before sheathing them both. Then a wave of his hand, head downward, Cleans the blood from his Robes.  "The only reason you live is because she" his head tilts towards Tesa, "hasn't decided whether to kill you or not. Now that I know you were involved in this matter, AND responsible for the men under your command who were more involved..." he pauses briefly for effect, "any credibility you had went out the door with the bystanders. When Tempus arrives, he can speak with me about the matter, should you die before hand."  Realmer mentally summons his Skeletal Dog (Bone Staff) to his side, then brings up the Pattern, not visible to others, and looks through its Lens at Balshir, then glances at the Lady Vampire and her companions, then back to Balshir. He leaves the Pattern Lens 'up', as he may want the vision or Power easily accessible later.... or sooner.
*'''Michael James Watson'''
Looking on Balshir, realmer sees he is anointed and dedicated to a shadow god of some sort, able to draw longevity and powerful healing. He has some combat related protective magic but nothing major. His blade in its sheath is magical, probably deadly damage. The other soldier is devoid of all magical protections as were the others.  Glancing at Ischade he sees her smile at his regard. He tells immediately that she is a vampire of a deep Chaosian form, possibly from one of the Black Zone worlds. Raised before her and only visible with the sight of the pattern lens is the sigil of the Woven Logrus, and a strong one. It holds several spells in the frame that appear defensive but a couple are elemental attack spells. She has some imprint you are unfamiliar, a strong low order one which holds a collection of resurrection abilities and create undead abilities. What leaps to Realmer's attention is a necklace she wears, looking like its around her neck, chaining down around her belly then to her ankles. Its has a Masoja Dufiro of Death and an Avasa Dufiro of Guard bound into it. His experiences and conversations with Reggie and Fort makes him certain of the Dufiro races involved.  Balshir says, “Tell me Realmer, are you her Left side partner or is she yours? Is the Band new?”  Tesa laughs, “No, its not a Sacred Band like you and Satin. But if it mattered I am his Left Side. He is of more rank then I by all observations. But in this world, I am the native. I've been traveling. I've gained much out in the universe. I'm back though. Tell Kalik and Danat that I am looking for them and they better figure out a way to buy me off. Tell them to tell Jubal I want 200,000 gold talens to call off the vendetta on him. Tell him what you saw here and what happened to Pheres' command. In the mean time, we will be leaving.”  Balshir nods, “Very Well, Tesa. And Realmer, please come see me sometime so we can become better acquainted.”
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
Realmer looks to Balshir and says: "Unlikely; I only associate with quality people."  He turns towards the vampire lady, makes eye contact, then bows his head respectfully to her with a smile. Then he moves to stand beside Tesa.  "Ready when you are, Partner. Shall we use the door, or make a more stylish exit?"
*'''Michael James Watson'''
"Lets use the door. There has been enough commotion. The crossbowman seems to have disappeared and i had hopped to chat with him."  She moves to the door. Outside One Thumb is trying to talk customers down.
She walks and turns quickly to get out of sight. Leading the way she moves into the shadows. Realmer notices a slight tinge around here making her less noticeable if in a bit of shade.  Walking among the alleys and tight roads she walks up into an apartment building. Walking fast up 4 stories she moves to a door. Pressing on a hidden latch several times the door opens.  Inside is a small room with a single bed piled with pillows and rumbled blankets, table. There are a dozen chests and a small cooking area.  "Home sweet home"
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
Upon exiting the Vulgar Unicorn, Realmer touches the Skeletal Dog and it Shifts into a Bone Wand, which he slips up his left sleeve.  When Tesa darts into the shadows, Realmer alters his appearance to try to blend in to the local scene and be less recognizable. His skin darkens into a deep tan, his hair turns black and his eyes look a more normal brown in color. He alters his Robe to look like well used, dark tanned leather armor but leaves the weapons the same.  When they enter the room, he sends a thought to Bob: ~Stay out here and stay hidden; keep an eye on things.~  Since there are no chairs, Realmer sits upon a chest.  "Reminds me of the room I stayed in after graduating the Magic Academy; minus the cooking area. Quaint.  Now, what were we discussing before we were so rudely interrupted? Ah, yes; dying on the Pattern, haunting and Necromancy."  Realmer chuckles as he pulls out two fresh cigars and offers one to Tesa.
*'''Michael James Watson'''
She declines.. Walking to look over her meager pantry.  "You know whats funny? Pattern, parentage, newly dead stepsons, Rasak, Amber, you, Gangdis.. and now that I am here, what do I really want? One of the small home replicator units from Vulsar. Priorities..."  She opens a chest and withdraws a few glasses and a bottle, pouring a thick liquor. Then mixing water in it till it looks vaguely purple. It tastes like a malted berry drink.
"I guess I'm overwhelmed. Its a lot to take in. But in a way its not a surprise. I didn't have a regular childhood. Nor a normal adulthood. There has been a lot of interference.. Hints. Conf has been watching for my whole life which means he let terrible things happen to me. You say i could walk the pattern, I believe you. I'll take the risk. What next?"
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
"Next, I give you a good look over through the Lens of the Pattern; to confirm something and strengthen both of our resolves. At some point, I might need you to lower your Psychic Defenses and let me in, but it shouldn't be necessary."   He brings up the Pattern and looks her over quite thoroughly, looking for traces of Pattern, certainly inactive; if she is a descendant of Oberon, then they should be there.
*'''Michael James Watson'''
"What exactly did you hope to see? Its well covered."  Turning Realmer sees a tall man, with dark red hair in a purple smoking jacket and white suit shirt with light purple stripes holds a martini glass, smiling. He swirls a finger and another appears on the table. A chest slides over for him to sit. He waves to a chest for you.
“She is cloaked as heavily as I can mange and you are nowhere near capable of seeing anything you had not seen before. But ask, and I'll answer. This time.”
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
"I was looking for traces of Pattern, to confirm her heritage. I don't want her destroyed, should she walk the Pattern."  Realmer sits on the proffered chest, does not take the other martini, and does not lower the Pattern.
"In person this time?! Hmm. Well Met, Conf. But will you answer truthfully? It matters not; what you say will tell me much regardless."  He relights his cigar and takes a puff then asks:  "Is she actually your daughter and an Amberite of the Royal line of Oberon? Will she live... in her current corporeal form, if she attempts to walk ANY Pattern? If she dies upon any Pattern, will she 'become a ghost, like you', or just be destroyed?"
*'''Michael James Watson'''
She leans to the side and falls asleep.  He chuckles.. "Conf? Close.. He's my grandson, on his mother's side. And sort of my son and niece. His genealogy is complicated as is my own. We are suitably far away enough from true Amber that i am not breaking my accord with your Random. My Random, my predecessor on the throne of our Amber, is currently driving a Mustang Shelby with one of the only surviving shadows of our primal Amber inscribed in its chassis. My Random is traveling with another of my grandchildren. Seek them as Hazarda and Timothy Elhue."  He sips his martini till its dry. He takes the olive and eats it. An onion appears in the glass as it refills.  "As for my great granddaughter. Her genealogy is more complicated then most. As Oberon knew, the more generations the more likely madness. Though my bloodline has a head start on that. Here."  Handing a parchment over to Realmer.  "The Green are your Amber side. The Purple is my Amber side. The blue are primal beasts. the gray are shadow dwellers. And at the tip of the funnel of madness is sleeping beauty over there."
*'''Michael James Watson'''
"My estimation is that she is eligible to walk your Amber, My Amber, my Plymouth, my York as well as the symbol of the Wind the Djinn revere and the Waters of the Elephant and the attunement of the Grove of the Unicorn and at least two Jewels of Judgment. And its your intention to test walk her on Ambir, Dworkin's Forge."
*'''Michael James Watson'''
"Want a stronger drink?"  He pours out a line on rose colored pink powder and inhales it. Shaking his head, looking around as if trying to surprise shadows.  "Yes.. yes.. its Bat Country ahead for her.  Oh, and she is heir to Conf's shadowjacking powers and his connection to the shaded places of the multiverse."
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
"I beg your forgiveness on the confusion of identity; I had assumed it was only Conf that was watching and listening to Tesa. So, that was you in the shadows back at the Vulgar Unicorn and not he."  He pauses a moment, looking over the parchment.  "Then, Well Met, Tolknor; a pleasure. I am Lord Relmopator of Amber... but I'm sure you already know who I am. A very interesting lineage; two different Realities, three Primals... and I thought my lineage was odd. And that is a lot of Imprints and attunements... I'm a bit jealous. And yes, it was my intent to take her to the Pattern of Ambir; I felt she may need the Powers from the Imprint to protect herself from Alexandir or Conf or others, until I could get her to walk the Pattern in Amber."  "But now I'm thinking I'm just being played and that taking her to Ambir is exactly what... you... Conf... others... or perhaps even Tesa, want to me to do. Perhaps I shouldn't take her, for her protection."
*'''Michael James Watson'''
“Fair point. But let us be clear; She will need to walk something first. Manipulation, second guessing, blind ambition and arch-villainy aside someone is going to be pissed wherever she starts. If you think you are being played, well, that's true in many different ways, we all are after all. So assuming everyone has their agenda where does her best path lay? Her paths in York are open to her. Plymouth is a squiggle, my first failure realm, and is a potent construct. Akin to Regor or Azcala in Power and scope but on a lower level. Ambir is anon the most pure of the true Amber shades because of the reasons for its creation and differentiation from the true Ambir. Its proximity is why Dworkin does his artifact creations there. The Pattern of Amber is a good choice but it will announce her presence to her kin unless she walks a minor shadow of it like Vulsara or Diega, or even Cynasure. My Amber's shadow in the Shelby can't be walked by anyone who does not already have the imprint but other versions of it such as the one at Fantalin might work."
*'''Michael James Watson'''
"The grove, the wind, the water, all are in her future but not as first imprints. York is open to her and available. So when it comes to where to take her you will advise her so where do you think she should go? Given paths to all of them are open if the price is right."
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
"I think her best path lies in Amber; the strongest and most pure of Sigils. After that, it should be her decision if she wishes further Imprints or attunements and what they should be. It was my intent to use her Ambir Imprint as a stepping stone to the Real Thing. Once I know she can walk the Pattern I will speak with the King and get permission for a proper Imprint. I'm not sure why hiding her presence is so important, but a slightly lower Imprint is possible, for sure. But Ambir is the only one that does not have Pattern Guards, so no need to sneak, payoff, subdue or kill... then, perhaps Fantalin, if Amber is out, for a more pure Imprint. After that... give her time to get used to her Powers. Then when she asks, should we still be traveling together, I will advise her of her options and help her research each... but she will make her own choices. I am not looking to manipulate her for my own or others agendas."
*'''Michael James Watson'''
"Ambir certainly has a pattern guard. A very good one. You have never seen him because he knows Dworkin gave you not just permission but its stone. He respects your ownership of the shade. When you go there next. Call him out"
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
Realmer puffs on his cigar, then reaches over to the table and takes the drink that Tesa made for him, the purple one, and drinks half of it down. Then puffs his cigar. He still has not dropped the Pattern and is still studying both Tolknor and Tesa. Though he is being blocked, there must be something he can read or gain from studying them.
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
"You know much, Tolknor. Do you know his name?"
*'''Michael James Watson'''
"Yes. I agree that Amber is her best first path. Her connection is more direct. Her York side is even more complicated then that parchment due to my paradoxes."
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
"Then it will be Ambir, to get a foothold, then... Amber or Fantalin. So, what is your interest in Tesa, if I may ask? And why now? Or is our conversation the only reason. Familial and Parental love and caring are rare, and rarely sincere, in my Family, for sure... I'm sure it's similar in your case."
*'''Michael James Watson'''
"Well, she has a great ass....
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
Realmer laughs out loud and says, "She does indeed." Then continues to chuckle as he puffs his cigar
*'''Michael James Watson'''
He walks to run a hand in her hair.  “The fact is that I'm always concerned about how the genealogy of powers works. One never knows how they will manifest. Some mighty powers appear with no reason. A function of the blood of chaos is what i assume. I am a founder of realms, as is Dworkin, and we can't be sure. Conf's shadowjacking is an example. I have no idea how it generated. But is it hereditary? It seems to be. I had a son who was born incapable of walking my pattern. Died on it. Oberon's first brood is full of nightmares with unrepeated powers. Born undead. Mindless power channels. Affinity to spiders. Fleece.-Powerful and cunning but with an animal mentality....Oberon and I spent a long time together, with Adrian, trying to understand it."
Walking back and settling down onto a chest.  “Tesa has a large collection of issues not the least being linkage of three Primals. She seems to have inherited shadowjacking. Its developing slowly but as with Conf it seems instinctive. There is a degree of fuzzy to her sometimes when she moves in shadow. Conf can transport across shadow by stepping into shade. He can hear his name spoken in shade. Of course he has a million years or so of experience. Tesa will take time developing the skill and as her partner i would guess you will be able to help her develop hers.”
*'''Michael James Watson'''
"There are a few dangerous members out there I don't understand. Timothy Elhue has an affinity to music. He is a paramount guitarist and is wildly good at nearly all musical instruments, but he also has a developing ability like Conf's where he hears things spoken while music is playing. Ghost is a son of Deirdre and the Serpent, so a child with the potential of an Oberon, Satura, or Hagalta. Lark Harooon. Houk-A hooka and an extraordinary mimic. Vek-a product of the Benedict-Lintra project is a snap Shapeshifter and has observational memory that is beyond the norm.. All powers I don't quite understand. And a cluster more. Hagalta. You. Your sisters. Your mother.  "And most unfortunately...Tonacat. That's a major problem as you can imagine. I don't know how or when and even my time vision and time travel can't pierce the veils around him but he has walked the pattern of Amber. He has a power equal to Oberon. But he is not of the line of Dworkin. Yet, he walked the pattern of Amber. He walked the one that now resides in Vulsara while it was deep in the abyss during the eon he was locked out of Azcala. If that makes him an anomaly or if that makes all the Azcalans able to walk the pattern, i don't know."
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
"So, now what, Tolknor? You wanted her to walk a Pattern or the Pattern, you knew what I had planned... so why are you here? Now?"
*'''Michael James Watson'''
"As an aside, you should know Conf has walked the pattern of Amber. His daughter should have no trouble with it."
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
Realmer looks thoughtful for a few moments, then speaks softly, as though he is half-way lost in thought.
"And now you have come to me... to gauge me??? To influence me??? To advise and inform??? Perhaps all or none."  He looks less thoughtful and more focused. "If you've come to gauge me, then I tell you truthfully; I have no agenda for her. I have no ulterior motives. I like her company and her skill-sets and only want her to travel with me when she will and to train her in what she wants to learn that I can teach and to learn from her. And yes, the more she wants to learn from me the more she is likely to travel with me longer, thus I get what I want... but I am not trying to influence her. She goes where she wants, when she wants... even more so if she walks the Pattern." He chuckles. "And if she wants the Imprint of the Pattern, it is her Birthright, so she should have it. And it is good to know for certain she can walk the Pattern... and that Conf has already." Realmer nods his head towards Tolknor and finishes his purple drink.
*'''Michael James Watson'''
He laughs. “Oh you have an agenda, my dear. If it is only to see her not manipulated it is still a worthy one. Sadly I am about to manipulate her fairly strongly. So far I have only watched her from afar. Conf and I argued when he sent her to Snikura. I told him it would only make her more likely to be harmed rather then to keep her safe, but he is her father and I am just a meddlesome old grandfather. He and I have spent a lot of time arguing over the years. Its one of the reasons he was never part of my Camelot. He was always a bit apart. “
He walks to Tesa and places hands upon her. A warm sense of magical energy floods the room. He steps away after a moment.  “Be strong of bone and sinew, Daughter of York. Breathe in water and grayish smoke. Live in the fires of the earth and the vacuum of space. Let your hands hold great powers and fear no possession of them. Know that you are loved by your meddlesome grandfather. I mark thee, Tesara of York. Let your foes fear thee and your friends adore thee.”  Tesa rolls over in her sleep.  Returning to his drink, 'Now you. I came to regard thee and I have. Indeed you have many a complicated path to walk ahead of you. They look like millions of tangles vines ahead of you to me. If I am to influence you I do it only by word. My accord with Oberon stands even though he rests. I shall not put foot to his realm or hand to his kin save those kin to me. So here are the words I give thee;”  “There is a squirrel in Azcala. It is trapped by its own folly. Even Primal Beasts can make foolish choices.”  “You have a sister who is deeply involved in folly herself and she will drag the Fea of Amber and of the Adask into folly with her.”  “It was I who spoke to thee in the Vulgar Unicorn. I saw that her nature was going to come into its own there. While I disapprove of the Snikura I see now Conf was right to send her there. It suits her nature. I saw that it was time for her to receive my blessing and I chose to allow you to witness it.”  “Conf's paramour Pakaloa may have been Mirelle. Even I am not perfect and much about Conf's own powers keep him obscured to me, apart from me. If she was then it was at a time when her own madness was enough to obscure her face, her place, and maybe even her bloodline. I am a connoisseur of madness and would like to see her in the flesh. I may be able to help her. But Random keeps her locked up in the dungeons and I can not lay hands on her there.”  “Tesara can walk the pattern because of Av Reet and he will know when she does. He is a creature of a mercurial nature. While not precisely evil, his actions might be seen as such. Beware of him. Let him not come to Amber. Meet him in shadow if he must be dealt with. It will not offend Oberon if he is slain and his mother will not come to defend him. Isara who bore him perished and the primal Djinn is someone else now. It is fortunate when she passed that Av Reet did not take on her mantle. He would have ruled in Amber by now had he become the Primal Djinn.”  'Lastly, call out the Pattern Guard of Ambir. It will amuse me and annoy him. He is one who is wound so tight a surprise invasive high colonic could not relax him. He could use some annoying.”  “Ask me one last time if you like. I shall try to answer. But quickly because Tesa awakes soon and will not remember sleeping and must not know I blessed her. She must not know what passed between us.”
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
"I thank you for your information and candor, Tolknor. But as you say; we all have agendas, benevolent or malign, so I can only take you at your word. And since you can see things in Time... let me ask; Will Tesa get pregnant and will her child sit the throne of a conquered Amber? And is that Amber, MY Amber or yours? I was told of a Vision that several people had when they sat the Oracle of Night and now I wonder if what they saw was not exactly what they think it is."
*'''Michael James Watson'''
"I see paths that lead to her sitting Amber in some state. It would be best if I kept my hands off those vines till they concern me. Alexandir desires her because he too has sat oracles and seen her. He spoke to me of her the first time he saw her in Amber. I looked in and saw the collection of vines that tangle into her. Its a pity. Alex is cursed. He doesn't know it. He will have only one child. If I must i shall take Alexandir in hand. I have also told Random what Alexandir's True Name is.. However, the vines do not require that the child be his, just that he rule through him. One strong branch though is clear, it will be entertaining and I imagine will make Random very nervous and me very amused. Should it occur, or one of many vines near it, my accord with Oberon will be satisfied. I will have a hand in the blood of Oberon's Amber even as he has blood in mine. Tell me, has she ever been in the presence of Prince Martin?"
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
"Not that I am aware of. She has never mentioned him to me."  He pauses and gives Tolknor a playful smile.
"I see some of those agendas popping up."  He chuckles and stands, then bows respectfully. "Again, Well Met, Tolknor."
*'''Michael James Watson'''
"Well Met by Madness. Rose Tints my world, keeps me safe from my trouble and pain."  As he fades a sense of him moving in a manner Realmer has never seen. Glimpses of Tolknor in many shapes and forms, as he time travels from the world of Sanctuary.
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
Realmer says, "How unexpected that was." Then smiles and looks over at Tesa then waits til she wakes, then he will study her a bit, before speaking.
*'''Michael James Watson'''
Tesa rouses, "I must have been more tired then I thought. I had the most curious dream. It was like one of those flat illusion shows. Movies.. But.. really strange music.. A morality play about aliens and ....its fading... time is fleeting... Was I asleep long? Did you sleep too?"
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
"You nodded off as I began the exam; you were only out for a few minutes... guess the adrenaline high wore off and you crashed. And no, I didn't sleep; I just finished and now know that you can walk the Pattern in Amber. However, I think we should start with Ambir; that will get you a toe hold to a greater Imprint later. I will certainly catch hell for this, but I believe this is the best way; hopefully the least amount of hell to pay, because it is Ambir, and a greater chance of getting you a more pure and powerful Imprint after catching said hell. So, what say you, Partner? Are you ready to dive in? Or would you like a day or two to think things over?"
*'''Michael James Watson'''
"More reason to move then stay. We want to gauge the time thing. I think if we..." She stands, stretches her arms, inhales deeply.  ”I must have slept well I feel... great. Refreshed. Maybe having two off my list is a weight off my mind. Especially since one was Pheres. The sooner we are off planet the less likely we are to have local trouble anyway. Lead on."
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
"Gather what you need then stand close; we are not Shadow Walking or Trump Traveling. Place your hand on my shoulder when I say. Bob, get in here; we're leaving the special way."  Realmer brings the Pattern to mind then walks it, focusing more on the subdued Imprint of Ambir that lies beneath the more powerful Imprint of Amber; when he reaches its center, he pulls out the Ambir Jewel and focuses upon it, upon the Pattern within its depths... he walks its Pattern as well, then once at its center he speaks softly.  "Tesa, touch my shoulder."  When he feels her touch, he transports himself, Tesa and Bob to the Cavern that houses the Pattern of Ambir.

====<big>The Pattern of Ambir, Finndo & Falsehoods</big>====

*'''Michael James Watson'''
Tesa quickly grabs chests and tosses them into a small bag at her hip. A gift. She clears the room, even throwing the blankets and pillows into the bag of holding. She locks the door from the inside.  Gripping Realmer's shoulder she and waits for the traveling.  Upon arrival she looks around carefully. Seeing the pattern she walks near it, examining it from a distance. "Are you sure about this?"
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
"Now that we are here, I am having some slight reservations, but not enough to deter me. Rule number one; do not step upon it anywhere but its beginning." He points. "Rule number two; do not step upon it until you are ready. Rule number three; once you step upon it, keep moving forward; do not stop or turn back or try to step off it until you reach the end at its center." He points again. "And for now, keep a distance from it; there is more I need to tell you to prepare you for what is to come once you begin the walk."  "But first, there is something I need to do."  Realmer looks around in the darkness surrounding the Pattern, he still holds the Ambir Jewel in his hand; he calls out: "Guardian of the Pattern; show yourself."  
*'''Michael James Watson'''
From the back of the cavern in the alcove used for sleeping a shadowy figure moves. "Why? You've never needed my help before"
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
"Because I would like to meet you, face to face. Since I am entrusted with the Jewel for this Pattern, I think I should know its Guardian. Come forth, please."
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
Realmer bows respectfully to Finndo.  "Well Met, by Magic and Pattern Light, Cousin. I have been here many times and never detected your presence... but I'm sure that is how it was intended. I merely wanted to know who the Guardian is and pay my respects. If I am delaying you from your duties, or you wish not to make conversation, then I will leave you be and get back to my business."  Realmer bows again. His tone is respectful and he is being sincere.
*'''Michael James Watson'''
Walking from the dark is a very tall man, possibly over 7'. Thin but muscular. He wears a purple and black robe. Belted with silver. A drinking horn hangs from it and a quiver of wands. Long black scraggly thick black hair. heavy brows and piercing blue eyes.  Relmopator immediately recognizes Finndo from portraits in Amber.
He says in a deep commanding voice. "Well?"
*'''Michael James Watson'''
"My duties are to assure no one walks this pattern. What is this caterpillar you have brought with you? Think you to take her past me obligations? I feel your desire, Cousin" Realmer feels a heavy presence lay upon him as Finndo presses his psyche on him. It feels like slow marshmallow encapsulating him. A fear on his nerves makes him wonder if he dare use powers of his own.  Finndo walks to Tesa. Realmer looks to her and sees her eyes wide with shock and fear. He raises her with his hand casually, floating in the air. He approaches and looks her over. He stretches his fingers and she flies to press against the ceiling incapable of moving.  Walking back, the marshmallow feels lessened.  "This creature is a Djinn of the blood Amber.  That's Av Reet.  Are you insane bringing this creature here? Anywhere near a Pattern? I should rend her to threads and reassemble her as a potted plant. Do you doubt I could do this if I chose to do so?"
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
"I do not doubt it at all." And he IS telling the truth.  "But why is her being of Djinn descent and her walking the Pattern such a bad thing? Her father did it? And would you mind taking her off the ceiling, Cousin? I'm sure you can keep her incapacitated down here with us. I had planned to consult with our Grandfather before she laid foot to Pattern... had you not interceded first. But something tells me, he and or others may be on the way here now. If not, then I would like to call Dworkin to help sort out this convoluted matter."
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
Though his Psyche is boosted by his Attunement to and possession of the Mandalay Stones, and he is holding the Jewel to the Pattern he stands next to, thus giving him a whole host of powers and raw power to draw from... he knows better than to mess with an Elder.  "I'm sure you know, I was brought here by Dworkin out of some sense of obligation and a need to give me powers to protect myself from those that would seek to use or harm me. He did this, I think, because I was different; because of my bloodline, because of the different and unknown powers I might one day possess, because of the Visions seen by those who have sat this oracle or that one. And I am trying to do the same for her, for Tesa... because she is different, because she needs the powers to protect herself, because it is her Birthright as it was mine, as it was yours, as it is for all of Dworkin's descendants. And perhaps, because I feel some sense of obligation... because she is different... like me."
*'''Michael James Watson'''
Finndo releases the marshmallow feeling, and it feels like a mountain lifted off him. As he feels softly about he feels his feet will not move, nor arms raise and his access to powers is restricted still.
"I know why Dworkin brought you here. You don't."  He walks to run his fingers through Tesa's hair.  "She has quite a collection of powers in potentials. But what Amberite doesn't. Still, Av Reet was trouble enough. His son swore his powers to never step foot in Amber as an adversary in war. Will this caterpillar do the same?"
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
"Give her a chance to speak and find out. If King Random felt comfortable enough to let her attend Rasak, perhaps he feels she is trustworthy... or at least not a threat to Amber."
*'''Michael James Watson'''
He scowls and evil wizards scowl... "That wasn't the reason she was allowed to Rasak. Now Child, tell me what a big bad monster you are."  Tesa falls to the ground. Standing drawing her Snikura blades. "I am done allowing liberties to be taken of my person without vengeance."  He smiles, draws out two long hooked knives. As he walks his robe shits to a loincloth and a gladiators shoulder harness. His body is covered with scars and colorful tattoos that shimmer with embedded magic.  "Now, no life taking. That would be unfair since all I did was restrain you."  They start to circle, Tesa lunges and sinks her knife deep in his crotch. Moving for a arm slice he drags a blade across her chest cutting her garb cleanly and sliding through her left teat.
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
Realmer wants to stop it, but knows it would be pointless and most likely, he can't.  "I agree with Finndo; no killing, for either of you."  If Realmer can move his hands and arms, he pulls out a Trump from up his right sleeve; his Trump of Dworkin and attempts to make contact. If he is still restrained and Power Blocked, he will simply watch and perhaps add commentary.
*'''Michael James Watson'''
His Psyche feels bound tight. But he feels attention on Dworkin's trump without his effort.  Finndo parries a stab and grabs her shoulder, pinching, freezing her in place.
*'''Michael James Watson'''
He says, "Well, Done, youngster. I stand chastised for my mistreatment. Now, let me release Lord Relmopator. Take the dagger in your left hand to him. It has my blood on it. You might want him to make use of it. In the same way i shall make a bane against thee and if i ever need to use it, it will cut through your powers like butter, Djinn or not."  He shifts back to his purple robe, walking off chuckling.
*'''Michael James Watson'''
Realmer feels completely released.  Finndo takes his horn out and drinks from it.  "Now, as for her walking the Pattern. Feel free. Dworkin told me you both were coming and he gave you permission to proceed. However, do you wish to walk the Pattern of Ambir or the Pattern of Amber? Both are here."
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
Realmer moves to Tesa, to check her wound; if it is bad and she doesn't have Healing or Regen magic, Realmer will lend her Satura's Ring for a few minutes to Regen her wound.  Once her wound is tended to, Realmer will step away from her and draw out Dworkin's Trump, keeping the face away from Tesa. He is sure the contact will come quickly; he speaks only mentally when it comes, he does not want Tesa to overhear.  ~Grandfather; I need your advice. Since I have access and permission for Tesa to walk THE Pattern, that is what I think should happen. But I was advised that if she walks Amber's Pattern, it would draw unnecessary attention from kin, so I was also advise for her to walk a lesser Pattern but something greater than Ambir. Do you think it wise and or safe for Tesa to walk Amber's Pattern?~
*'''Michael James Watson'''
~it is safe.The choice is having walked Amber, amber is a lesser initiation. Your first was Ambir. Finndos first. Your choice.~
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
~Thank you, Grandfather; that helps. I had heard that The Squirrel has gotten himself trapped in Azcala; thought you might want to know. I will be seeking out Grandmother in the near future, after I attend to a matter or three... I'll speak to you before then.~  He breaks the contact and focuses his attentions on Tesa.  "Are you alright, Partner? Good enough to listen to some advice about what your experience on the Pattern will be like? So you can mentally prepare yourself?"
*'''Michael James Watson'''
Tesa nods, looking uncharacteristically rattled. Finndo moves to another alcove and it opens and is infused with a low light, enough to see. A low round table with a purplish brown leather chair, love seat and sofa. A couple bowls of some kind of small round pastries is beside a pitcher of something dark red and several glass. A scattering of wands are on the table with one held in a rack as if it was being worked on.  Finndo takes the main seat, picks up a pastry ball and waves casually to the other seats. He takes the wand from the clamp and puts the blooded knife in the clamp. Picking a wand from the scattered collection he places it against the blade. A soft light glow from the pair and a running line in red moves slowly around the pair for the next couple years.
Finndo leans back to listen to Realmer talk to Tesa.  (The walls are of course rough hewn stone)
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
Realmer explain to Tesa what to expect when walking the Pattern. He describes the sensation one feels while walking the Pattern, the rising Sparks that continue to get higher as one progresses further along the Pattern. He explains the resistance she will feel, and how it will increase as she approaches each Veil, and how the resistance increases even further as one gets closer to the center. He explains each Veil and what she can expect as she enters and exits each. He explains the flood of memories that she will have, and warns her not to get too distracted by them. He advises her to constantly focus on forward movement, to keep focusing on lifting one foot and placing it in front of the other regardless of whether she feels like she is standing still or not. He again warns not to leave the Pattern or attempt to turn back. He explains that the ordeal will drain her physically and mentally, but the true key to the pattern is Willpower and constant forward movement. Finally, he warns her to strip away any low order magic items she has on her person before walking the Pattern otherwise they will unravel and she will lose everything. Realmer then chuckles and relates the tale of him first walking the Pattern in Amber, forgetting that he was carrying much in the way of low order Magic upon his person and how he lost everything. He tells her that most high order magic items should survive the Pattern Walk, but not all. He indicates that her NP dagger should be fine to take with her.
*'''Michael James Watson'''
Finndo points to a small box, unremarkable among the magical clutter. The top flips open. Realmer sees 4 fresh decks of King Random Trumps in the Family box. "Give her two"
*'''Michael James Watson'''
"Of course if she walks Ambir she can only use them to communicate."
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
He take two decks from the box, then hands them over to Tesa. Then he looks to Finndo.
"Why two decks?" he asks.  As he watches Finndo fiddle with his knife and wands, Realmer recalls something he wanted to try. So he pulls out his red Mandalay Stone, then draws the NP dagger given to him by a Vulcan. He looks the dagger over, to see if there is a place he could set a stone. If so, he will attempt to press the red Mandalay Stone into that socket. If there is no socket, he will simply try to press the stone into the pommel or into the cross piece. Benedict had told him that the blades are designed to take on additional Magics, and Realmer wonders just how malleable they are.
*'''Michael James Watson'''
Finndo shrugs. "Its always good to have a spare. Here, take the other two." He hands the remaining two to Realmer. Raises a hand to pause comment. "Watch"  Moments later 4 fresh decks materialize. "They come 4 at a time. Where did you think they came from?"  When he presses the Mandalay stone into the depression in the pommel, the stone slides into place permanently. The stone that had been pressed in at Rasak fades into the blade, joining its powers. Taking the time to wonder about the blade he feels through his conjuration skills that the blade will manifest powers as the owner so desires(spends points) within reason. While the blade is crafted to Deadly damage he thinks it would not be hard to add other characteristics. The blade seems Accepting.
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
In response to Finndo's question, Realmer replies: "A large storage room in the dungeons of Castle Amber halfway between my laboratory and the Pattern Chamber."  While still fiddling with his dagger, he raises just his eyes to look at Finndo, then he smiles playfully.  "Just a guess." He chuckles and shrugs. "I'm sure if you were to ask our grandfather he could give you a more definitive answer. And depending upon his mood will determine whether it is a snarky answer, a short answer or my personal favorite, a long and drawn-out highly detailed description."  Knowing the powers of the Mandalay Stone, Realmer urges the dagger's blade to Flame with a touch of his Psyche. He smiles like a child with a new toy, then extinguishes the flame and sheaths the blade.  Realmer repeats the same process using his NP dagger and the blue Mandalay Stone. Once it is set in the dagger, he will urge the blade to chill, to test his work. Then he will sheath that blade as well.
Once he he is done playing with his daggers, Realmer will focus his attention on Tesa once again and ask her if she understands what is to come when she walks the Pattern and if she has any questions.
*'''Michael James Watson'''
"And... when the time comes... Mirelle is in the dungeons of Amber, held there for her devoted brother by the pattern as a favor to him. Your cousins had some trouble gathering her up once upon a time. Speak to Desri and Doria about that but its ancient history now. You could speak to Vance but i imagine the callous prick would require oral encouragement to be helpful. He is who locked the door on Mirelle and your uncle Random gave him the only key so he would not be tempted to free her. You have powers in your blood, Tesara, but never forget, you have Chaos in it too."  Tesa frowns, "Tesara? My name is Tesa Resa."  Finndo says, "You may call yourself that. You may call yourself whatever you like and you will. Amberites have many names. But your Father and your mother named you Tesara when you were born. You were born in the dungeons of Eldimior on the world of Tosa. A particularly vast underground city fallen into disrepair and inhabited by orcs, bugbears, Drow, undead, and gelatinous cubes as well as dwarves, humans, elves, and halflings. Its quite a place. And anyone who has spent time there will tell you that Conf rules it. His dwelling is at the deepest levels of the place where people know not to delve. In that place he put you on the Alter of the Known, next to the World Stone, and named you Tesara. So quibble about what you call yourself but your name is Tesara of Tosa. Your grandfather recently named you Tesara of York and did so in front of Realmer while you were under a potent sleep spell. Your grandfather and Realmer had a fine conversation while you slept. You can argue with Random what your trump will look like but i imagine it will be this one."  He passes a trump over to her.
"I know that because i drew it. I especially like the smile and the hair. That's not magical yet because you haven't walked the pattern. Once you have, I'll put that card in the box there by itself. When the 4 decks generate they will include that card. So will all the other decks the box, or its two twins, created as well as the non-magical ones found across shadow. Welcome to House Barimen."   
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
"I know how you feel Tesa; it was similar for me when I first found out about my heritage. Though I was raised by my grandfather and grandmother and my mother and stepfather, though I didn't know he was my stepfather at the time, I was not told anything about my true Heritage or the powers that I could inherit as a Birthright. Then grandfather disappeared, and grandmother left, and then my mother was kidnapped while I was away from our home. I later found out it was my father Hagalta that kidnapped her, but I didn't know that at the time nor that he was my father. When grandfather returned he took me to a shadow of high magic filled with mythological creatures. I still didn't know who I was, genealogically speaking. I spent many years learning to be a low order wizard. And though Dworkin had left a large amount of coin behind to cover the cost of my schooling, it did not last long. And I soon found myself a copper-less Adventurer on the streets of Greyhawk City. Many decades later, Dworkin came for me and then told me of my Heritage and the powers that I was about to inherit. Needless to say, I was a bit shocked by all of this and it was very overwhelming at first. But once I realized the great potential that I had and the long life I had before me, I embraced it and have made the most of it since that time. I'm sure you will do the same, Tesa."  "Now you have a choice to make; the pattern of Amber or the pattern of Ambir... both of which are here, according to our cousin there." He points to Finndo.
"If you walk the pattern of Amber, you will gain your full powers. But, you may draw some unwanted attention because of it. Most likely from your kin. If you walk the pattern of Ambir, you will get most of your powers, will be able to walk another pattern later to get your full powers, and may avoid that unwanted attention. But the choice is yours to make, Tesa. I can only advise you."
*'''Michael James Watson'''
She looks to Finndo, "What do you advise?"  He scowls, " Fish or cut bait, bitch. You're an Amberite now. No sense in doing things by half measures. Everyone of consequence will know what you do the moment you step on either. Hell, Random will probably show up himself, the sneaky little shit. Dworkin is watching us now."
He looks up at the ceiling and flips it the bird.  "And everyone else will know the next time they check their decks. Some people check them while drinking their morning coffee or having their morning blowjob. You will too I bet because you are a smart cookie. Get the big imprint."
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
Realmer looks to Finndo and nods his head up and down approvingly. "I like your candor, Cousin."
He turns to look at Tesa. "In light of what Finndo just said, I agree with him; no half measures, walk the Pattern of Amber. If walking either will draw attention, then take the most power you can and deal with the consequences later. And I advise sooner rather than later... you're wound is fully healed now by Satura's Ring... and other than a quick scuffle, you're fully rested. You couldn't be in better condition or better prepared and primed. Unless I've missed something..."  Realmer leaves it hanging the barest of moments then quickly adds:
"Oh! Be sure to leave all your Low Order Magic items here before setting foot on the Pattern, if you want to keep them that is. And please leave Satura's Ring too, but you can take the NP dagger and the Trump Decks; they will survive the trip... as well as any non-magical items and weapons."  "When you reached the center, the end of the Pattern, you will be able to teleport, once, anywhere you want. I want you to teleport back here. I know you will be tempted to go someplace you've never been or a place you want to go back to... but you will be exhausted from the ordeal when you're done and have no knowledge of your powers or how to use them."
He turns to Finndo: "Did I miss anything important? Any last minutes tips?"
*'''Michael James Watson'''
Tesa says, "Its all a bit overwhelming. I've been a gutter rat surviving on crumbs my whole life. My inclusion in the Snikura was a boon of Conf and he has done the same for others. Child of Conf was always sort of an sarcastic phrase thing like Servant of the Ilsig, or Prince's Bastard.. To find out i was really a daughter of the Patron of Shade is overwhelming in itself. When Gangdis started hanging around me at first i put up with it because he fed me. I kept expecting the hummahumma and his nod to the bed room. I'd have gone.. By then i liked to old geezer drunk.. When he brought me to Realmer i thought I good chance to make a fortune. Now..To be an Amberite myself.. Hard to believe. Say what you like, i feel a tiny part of me expecting to die the moment i set foot on the pattern.. It won't go away till i reach the end"
*'''Michael James Watson'''
“Amberites have had many childhoods. Yours was rough. So was Caine's. Hamilton watched his world burn in war before coming to Amber then returned to it.”   “The pattern is already in your blood. Its been waiting to be awoken and when you were first brought to join his entourage,” casually waving a hand at Realmer, “it was no accident. Nor was it strictly speaking fate. Call it a mother's love if the mother happened to like making dolls come to life for her tea parties and then forgot to send them back to being dolls. She was raised in Florence at a time of great change. Its why Oberon sought out his great wild Italian love in a time of intrigue and passions. There Paulette, a creature of giant passions and surprising devotions, was waiting for someone able the handle her madness and her wickedness and her bliss. A neglected Borgia, friends with Michelangelo, Di Vinci, Cadlevos, and the Medici. It was a time of change and Paulette's madness was part of the the whole pageantry of the time. Oberon played courtier and Condottiere . The Visconte Oberto di Solva, with his wife Viscontessa Paulette di Borgia, their children the bold Conte Giovanni di Solva, and the twins; Barone Caeser di Solva and Baroness Mirelle di Solva. And let us not forget the Viscount's two bold captains Sir Caine di Constaniople and Sir Gerardo di Normandia.”  He stands, looking the ancient pensive wizard, the type that cast shadows to become Gandalf and Sauraman both.  “Your mother and Random had a time as gutter rats though it was their choice. They drove Oberon and Giovanni mad escaping from their estate and living with the riffraff and the gamblers and the musicians and the thieves of Florence, Rome, even Constantinople. Random dragged Mirelle on a trip to China as stowaways on the silk road. They had their ravages.. I think you might find your upbringing gave you many of the skills our new king has.”
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
Realmer takes one of the remaining glasses filled with Brandy, leaving the last for Gangdis once he arrives... then he sits, sips, then speaks.  "You are an unusual man, Conte Giovanni; you call some of your family, some of them I know, by names I am unfamiliar with. And you claim to be a protector yet admit to failing at it. And you claim to be able to transport to them when they need, but were unable to get here by that power. However, I saw you in action as well at the Vulgar Unicorn and I believe you are doing a fair hand a protecting Tesa. And you did manage to get here, though Tesa is not currently in any danger. Yes, you are an unusual man indeed."
"There are a couple of reasons you could not transport here; the nature of this Shadow and the will of King Julian. He left Arden to join his wife Nina here and through several political Maneuvers and machinations, he ended up being the king of Adagalasck. Mostly to prevent my father, Hagalta, from taking the throne by force. I was here then, as Amber's ambassador. I had Tesa with me, I hired her on as a traveling companion. One never knows when one might need the services of a skilled thief and assassin. And if you sensed that Tesa was in danger, it could have been what she was doing just before we came here, and you certainly would not have been able to transport to where we were. She was walking the Pattern. And now we are here, taking some rest in a safe and secure location, before I begin her training in her new powers."
*'''Michael James Watson'''
He frowns, picks up a pastry and eats it.  "No. That should do. Give me your equipment and I'll meet you at the center."  Leaning back on the chair he raises a hand.  "I'll make one more suggestion but its purely esoteric and probably not important since you are a thief, not a wizard. The Pattern here has certain, as I said, esoteric differences. It is what practitioners of the true craft call 'Wild'. It will fight you hard but once finished will be more powerful a tool. You should enter it with no distractions. No knife. No cards, no magic jewelry save one thing if your patron allows-the stone of Ambir he carries. Walk bare. No shoes, no garb, they may be destroyed anyway. Just the bare stone in your hand. Gain all you can of the power of this dangerous imprint or else why bother? Many of your kin took the Dungeon mark and like a well whipped horse it serves them well. "
Standing quickly he walks to the far side of the cavern and strode across the pattern to the center. He removes a stone on a chain. Realmer sees and senses it powerfully in his Attunement that the purple jewel, cut in half, is a first shadow of the jewel of judgment. With a wave of his hand the usually tame Ambir pattern erupts in fires briefly. Showing it's True Wild form. He point at the start and nods.  Tesa a look to Realmer uncertainly.
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
Realmer looks at Tessa with a big smile on his face.  "Being a Power Monger myself, I say go for the gold. Walk the pattern of Amber and take the wild imprint. And yes, you may carry my Ambir Jewel of Judgment to gain more power."  He slips his hand into a pocket of his Robe and pulls forth a large green jewel.  "Once you're ready, strip down and I will hand you the Jewel. Then clear your mind of everything, then set foot on the Pattern at the beginning right over there" he points, "and then immediately bring your other foot onto the Pattern and begin your walk. Do not be concerned about the fires or the light or the flood of memories or anything around you. Remember, focus only on putting one foot in front of the other and constant forward movement."
*'''Michael James Watson'''
She akes the stone and nods. Sreping to the start she disrobed. Her fear shimmers and appears in Finndos arms.
She inhales, calms herself, then places her foot on the pattern as it bursts suddenly it wild colorful fires.
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
Once Tesa begins walking the pattern, Realmer knows he has done all he can for her and all he can do now is watch and wait. He moves back to the sitting room area, and sits upon the love-seat facing the pattern. Then he pulls out his Trump of Fort and positions himself and the card in such a way that Fort will only be able to see Realmer and the chair that he is sitting in. He focuses on the image on the card then makes contact.  "Fort, something came up and I will be delayed getting to you. Maybe up to about 2 days Amber time. I know you said you had a few things to take care of before we go to find the Masons, so now you have a little more time. Or you can start without me and I will join you on the road."
*'''Michael James Watson'''
"Tesa glows as the fires of the pattern rise around her. Her form seems to vibrate as she takes slow deliberate steps. Her form seems to have running fires course paths around her. He hair seems to swirl in colors like her hair dyes.  Finndo watches intently, with a craftsman's skilled eye. Raising the half stone to his eye he watches her through it.  Time passes as the spectacle continues. Finndo looks over to Realmer beckoning him to join him at the center and opening a path over the pattern.
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
Realmer stands and walks over to Finndo to stand at his side.
*'''Michael James Watson'''
Floating over the pattern he sees the fiiery differance between the wild pattern and the tame ones he had seen before. He lands as Finndo dispels the bridge.  "There are a couple Wild patterns left. This one is protected by the fact it manifests under the Ambir pattern. When they merged it was a catastrophe for this world. The Royal family here had only breed up to Borlak. Or as he was called here, Birtac. There was magical war among the small family and only two survived. Bela, a female version of a young Benedict lives in a Black Zone world called Ang Ri. Olo, a shadow of Osric runs a Newsstand in Nenton, Antheris under the name Jim Torrio. They bear the scares of the death curses of siblings 2 siblings, their mother, also and Ambirite, and Obiryon, their father. The Collision of wild and shade patterns drove them mad and gave them access to terrible powers. Soon after Dworkin and I came here and i have been based her for the most part ever since. MY wife is up one of the paths you could not find. We watched you every time you were here. Your protégé is quite magnificent. Such potential. If she choose to try and conquer York or Plymouth let me know. I'll come fight sword and wand. We won't win, but York could use a good long shadow war. Ah..she approaches the final vale."  He hands her equipment to Realmer. "She will need these.. Of course the pattern wouldn't have harmed any of that stuff" He chuckles." I just wanted to get a good look at her."
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
Realmer turns to Finndo and says, "Well, that was kind of sneaky and opportunistic, you dirty old man!"
Realmer turns back to watch Tesa as she approaches the Final Veil.  "And thank you for the additional history lesson on this place; grandfather had told me some but not everything."
*'''Michael James Watson'''
"I am not a dirty old man, child. I am the rightful king of Amber and if I want to claim Regis Lus with this piece of cuntmeat I can make you stand there and watch. Doubt me not. And the lessons are not free."  Tesa falls to the ground after stepping off the pattern. She shimmers and fades from solid to gas to solid again. He reaches down and takes the Ambir stone from her hand.  "ah, my sweet new born Djinn. If my wife was not the jealous type i would take you in this moment. Alas she is. Av Reet, my ancient foe, feels your birth. He will come to consume you, take your power as his own, and leave your corpse for the Eater of the Dead. Face your foe young Djinn, as your father once did. He is a Riddler."  Turning to Realmer, "It was a pleasure to meet you. Take young Tesa here where you will. I empower the pattern to transport you. You have studied the pattern but when you become a master you can retain your transport. Walk the pattern, then trump away. Then at some time later, call on the pattern to transport you. I can ask the pattern to allow even your sweetmeat here to retain a transport if you take her away. Or to ask the pattern to transport one I brought to the center. Now. Take her and go before I decide to take something else from you in payment for your edification."  He puts the chain of the Ambir stone around his neck and tucks it into his tunic.  "You have my permission to depart"
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
Realmer drops to one knee and covers Tesa with her shirt then whispers, "Are you alright?" then physically checks her vitals; breath, pulse, temperature, pupil dilation, etc... his medical skills and Rasak training kicking in. Once he can tell she is alive and breathing, he sets her clothing and belongings in front of her then stands and faces Finndo, looking him in the eyes, then raises one eyebrow.  "THAT" Realmer begins, pointing with the index finger of his left hand and looking at the place under Finndo's tunic where the Ambir Jewel hangs on a chain, then returns his gaze to Finndo's eyes. "Is not yours to take from me. And even though no one has told me as such, somehow I know you are going to tell me that it was yours, before it was mine. But it was not you who gave it to me, it was Dworkin. He entrusted it to me and until he, and he alone... or King Random, tells me otherwise, that Jewel will remain in my care. Please, Finndo; return the Jewel to me."  He holds out his left hand, palm upwards.  "I know you out-strip me in every possible way; I'm sure you could send me off to some hellish Shadow, or permanently turn me into a toad, or thrash me within an inch of my life with weapon or barehanded, or any other number of malicious things... or even end me outright, in any number of ways. But this is not about any of those things, is it? You know you're wrong and that the Jewel is not yours to take, but you want to see how I'll react. Will I wimp-out and contact Dworkin to fight my battles for me? Or will I stand my ground, regardless of the odds?"  Realmer smiles while still looking Finndo in the eyes, hand still extended palm upwards.  "Do your worst, or return the Jewel." slight pause "Please and thank you."
*'''Michael James Watson'''
He smiles, "Polite request rather then a threat? Perhaps manners is a trait of the Verna line because it certainly isn't common in the Unicorn line. I recognize it is yours and title does not pass but I need it for a time and you can manage without it. But I'll make you a trade and its not open to negotiation. Your baby djinn needs safety to embrace her new powers and so do you. Dworkin sealed you off from yours for stupid reasons and since I'm mad at him currently, and don't much like the rest of the family either ill break that bond. With the Arden Stone back in play after everything Oberon did to get rid of it you'll need them. Adagalask is a place Av Reet would never go; too many way to trap him. The ease with which a stair realm can be sealed would terrify him. Find a tiny one and prepare it in case he is bold enough to risk it."   "You have a experience with Dufiro, which is interesting since their use is rare among Amberites and common among Chaosians. If you try to find a djinn teacher you will find most in service or in adoration or in fear of, Av Reet. Seek a Masoja of Air. They are intimately connected to the Djinn in many worlds, often interbreed with them, and are often confused with them in many shadows. Most Masoja of Wisher did time with Djinn as Elementals and spirits of air. But dealing with Wishers is extraordinarily dangerous and tricky. Of the Dufiro though, Nur Al-Din might be most helpful. He is Tosian and though he is kin to Tolknor and Conf he is not in service to either. When the child has some control over her power come back. Use the pattern to get here because I will be sealing it off in a moment. Now...go."  The feeling of transportation occurs.

====<big>Back in Adagalasck, High King Julian, Giovanni di Silva</big>====

*'''Michael James Watson'''
Suddenly Realmer, Tesara in his arms, is on a dark balcony over looking a city under bright moon. Standing he feels he is in Adagalask. To the side he sees a woman in a lounge chair, sleeping. Tea steaming in a samovar. Cookies on a plate. Satura looks peaceful. A guard stands at your arrival but you recognize each other. He nods, picks up a pike and walks by, "I'll be outside if she needs anything, sir."
*'''Michael James Watson'''
the Guard says as he reaches the door, "Oh, and the King said if her ladyship had any visitors he wants to know so I will report to him in a moment. I suspect he will come directly"
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
Realmer wanted to make a parting comment to Finndo just before transporting; something along the lines of: "My manners are a personal trait, not a family one."  But they disappear from the Ambir Pattern Chamber before he could make such a comment.  Upon arriving on the balcony, Realmer feels the familiar crackle of energy that is Adagalasck and he breathes a small sigh of relief; this place feels more like home to him than anywhere else ever has. Realmer smiles and nods to the guard as he departs.  Realmer places Tesa's belongings on the ground next to an empty lounge chair, then does his best to dress her then places her in the lounge chair to rest. He brushes back her hair and gives her a peck on the forehead, then whispers, "We are in a safe place, for now. Rest well, Partner."  Realmer turns to gaze upon his mother, a sad little smile crosses his lips. He is pleased to see her and happy to see her at peace, which is such a rare thing.  Realmer pours himself a cup of tea then turns to look upon Tesa once again. By his own choice, he has never been involved in a romantic relationship nor has he ever truly been interested in one. And aside from ritualistic sex, he has only had a few sexual encounters in his lifetime, again, by his own choice. But as he continues to stare at Tesa, and thinks about the time they have spent together and how his caring for her has grown, he begins to wonder if that might change.  He sips his tea and awaits the arrival of his cousin Julian, the King of Adagalasck.
*'''Michael James Watson'''
Tesa rolls as moved, Looking up uncertainly. Automatically she feels her belongings and slips them on, as if its a morning ritual she grasps to recover normalcy. She looks up at Realmer with eyes heavy with sleep, "Is it always like that?" then her endurance gives up and she falls to an exhausted sleep. She cradles her pair of new trump decks and her NP Snikura dagger.  Picking her up he places her on a lounge beside his mother.  As Realmer looks at her there is something out of focus about her. As if she is slightly blurred. As he watches she comes into clarity. He realizes somehow she was instinctively trying to shape change into smoke, a thing he knows is beyond him. He figures it must be a racial trait. She comes into focus as she sleeps.
Satura mumbles in her sleep, "oh... Oh Hagi... Hagi... please..."  Half an hour passes till the door opens admitting Julian. His appearance surprises Realmer a bit as he is in a loose silky kimono with the patterning of the lake grasses in brown and green. The black hakama is a contrast. He is barefoot but carries a wakazashi and tanto on his left side. His black hair is tied back and braided down the back. A thin white scaled belt seems to Realmer to be where his armor really is."  "Cousin... I've been waiting for you. Its been awhile. Do you want to stay here or go across the way to the dining room? Ah.. Who is that?" Pointing to Tesa.
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
Realmer idly brings up the Spiral of the Winds and checks the spells Hanging there as he contemplates new specialized spells. He is loathe to drop any of the Major Spells Hanging there, but one was common enough as to be expected by an opponent and thus possibly countered, so he drops Stone Binding, opening up a space for a new spell. Then he says the lynchpins and releases the Resplendent Refreshments spell and fills the table with a variety of bite sized delicacies varying in flavor from subtle to bold, and in spice from mild to zesty. All appear on fine porcelain plates with small plates of the same design sitting empty in a small stack on the edge of the table, with small forks and fine linen napkins beside. Realmer is hungry for good food, after all that time on Rasak and Adledross. He grabs a tiny delectable at random and pops it into his mouth while pushing aside the Spiral aside and bringing up the Pattern. He drops three spells Hanging there; Defensive Material, Invisibility and Sleep. He then pushes the Pattern slightly to the side and carefully brings up the Sigil of Paragon next to the Pattern then carefully transfers Dispelling Screen, Disintegrate and Time Stop from Paragon to Pattern. Then he pushes aside the Pattern, carefully brings up the Spiral and transfers the three remaining Major Spells from the Spiral to the Sigil of Paragon, freeing up the four slots he needs for his new spells. He pushes both of the Sigils aside and pops another tasty treat into his mouth, then a few more in a row. He contemplates a new Power Binding Spell specific to Tesara's bloodline, useful against her father and grandfathers... and her if needed. And he contemplates the use of her blood to Summon Nur Al-Din, considering he is kin to Conf and Tolknor, he is kin to Tesara... it might help. He knows he would need a tiny bit of her blood for the spells and the summoning, but he will not take it without her permission, and he has no intention of waking her now.  Realmer sits back and sips some more tea and eats some more food as he contemplates what Finndo meant when he said Dworkin sealed him off from his powers and that he would break that bond. Grandfather had told him that his Grandmother Verna had sealed his powers... but Dworkin was known for twisting the truth, as were most of the Family, no matter which Line of Dworkin one was from. Realmer sets down the cup and withdraws the Yellow Mandalay Stone from a pocket of his Robes and holds it to his forehead, centered on his 'Third Eye'. Then he centers himself for a moment then focuses his Psyche upon himself to determine, if he can, if something has changed or is different in some way, grand or subtle.  Later, when Julian arrives, Realmer slips the Stone into a pocket, stands and bows. “Majesty.” he says, just to get the etiquette part out of the way. Then he smiles and says, “Julian, it's good to see you. It has been awhile for me as well. I like the new look."  Julian will note that Realmer's 'look' has changed as well. His Robes are less voluminous and of a lighter weight material, but still the same patterns and colors; dark gray with dark red and dark purple trimmings. He has traded his fancy tooled wide leather belt for a weapons belt with a long sword on his left hip and an NP Dagger with a Red Mandalay Stone in its pommel next to it and another NP Dagger on his right hip with a Blue Mandalay Stone in the pommel and his customary Scrimshawed Bone Wand sheathed next to it. His hair is also pulled back, but loosely with a simple leather tie at the neck.  "That” he says looking to Tesa, “is the newest member of the Barimen Family. Allow me to introduce you to Tesara of Tosa, as named by her father and mother, Tesa Resa as she calls herself. Daughter of Conf and Mirelle, granddaughter of Av Reet and Elanna, great granddaughter of both Oberon and Tolknor... beyond that it gets complicated. You may have seen her at the Embassy on the North Stair when I was assigned there, though she spent most of her time in the city exploring while I was working; she is a friend of Gangdis and I had hired her to join me on my travels. Check your Trump Deck, she might already be in there... she just finished walking the Pattern, which is why she is exhausted and sleeping... and because of a few other reasons dealing with her specific family line. And I would prefer we stay here; I'd like to keep an eye on her myself and it is pleasant to see my mother, even if she is sleeping. I have plenty of snacks and could Conjure up some drinks quick enough.”
*'''Michael James Watson'''
"Beyond that it gets complicated?!"  He chuckles, “That's a complicated mess of a genealogy. Conf and Mirelle? I've never met Conf but the rumors of him abound. Nor have I met Tolknor but I certainly know the Tosians in CHAD. What's Random got to say about her? Mirelle is a sore subject for him. Hey, does that mean Giovanni is finally in Amber? He and Random quarrel about her. Be nice to have him on good terms. He's a hell of a great-sword fighter but he is is one of the wickedness crossbowmen I ever saw. Nearly Flora's equal in archery. You know, having been in the dungeons so long, that Mirelle is in one of the sealed prison areas for her own safety. It took some doing getting her there. Some of the Cousins took care of it. Desri and Doria, Vance..."  Taking a bite of something he motions to a seating group off to another side and walks over and takes a seat.  "Its good to see you. You are a lord of the realm of course but I shan't require your fealty. That would be complicated too. I imagine Random would have something to say about that. We spoke recently and he's going to be coming here officially. I would guess Random wants you to check in with Roth. He's angry at me of course but we came to terms after both our failures to acquire the Arden Stone."  Looking over at the ladies he says," Tesara....Conf, Av Reet....Nina told me just now that a Djinn had entered the realm. She is preparing for battle. Some ancient rivalry. I sent her a thought just now to stand down. Of course she can stay as long as she likes. As for Satura, Nina and Emilie have sorted out some ugly magical linkages but can't get all of it. She sleeps a lot. Hagalta has tried summoning her a couple times. Apparently Tonacat tossed him out of Azcala and now he is building a force of Black Zone troops. Plays at being some kind of messiah with me as the arch devil keeping his queen. Xorax is creating an army of power armored space marines. Xorax's mother Uxtrasa is leading the remnants of Hagalta's orcs and Adasks out in the east. I've left them alone but something will need to be done before Hagalta and Xorax unite and come here. Satura has a claim on the loyalty of the Adasks that Uxtrasa is assembling so that could be useful. The Adask are a loyal people and you being her might vie for their service. Your advice would be welcome."
*'''Michael James Watson'''
While Julian speaks Realmer is casually aware or a tumbler of water by Satura's table. Thinking on it he feels the presence of several fountains nearby. A taste of water tells him how moist the air is. Considering it he feels the lake below the city and rivers feeing into it. The lake opens into an inlet that reaches wider then rivers out to the ocean beyond. The sense of water is strong on his mind for a moment, slightly distracting but more curious then demanding.  Giving it a thought he feels the vines on the walls, decorative plants nearby. Floral displays are growing rather then cut flowers. Below is a massive well tended herb garden nearby. Rosemary and Thyme fill his nostrils as Julian talks.  Looking out he feels a rain storm approaching, from the south a day away.
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
Realmer moves to the other sitting area with Julian, then has Bob Trump all of the snacks from the table by Satura over to the table he and Julian are sitting by now.  He is intrigued by these new senses he seems to have. He believes them to be the Fey powers that Finndo unlocked for him. Though he wishes to investigate them further, he knows that they are distracting him from his conversation with Julian, so he pushes them aside and focuses on the conversation.  "Well, for starters; Yes, Random is aware of Tesa and her genealogy. Just before leaving the Nasty Place, Benedict had a conversation with me and gave me a considerable amount of information regarding Tesa and her line. Then upon arriving in Amber, I spoke with Random at quite some length on the matter of Tesa and a few other things of concern. While at the Nasty Place, Tesa got involved with Alexandir kos Korag and Benedict informed me that it could be a problem. After speaking with Random, he informed me of a Vision he had while sitting the Oracle of Night and in that vision he saw Alex as a conqueror of Amber and Tesa's child sitting the throne. Because of this, he had some concerns and wanted me to check in on Tesa and possibly separate her from Alex if needed. But apparently she had already pulled herself away from him as his desires and goals are not hers; especially those regarding bearing his offspring and continuing his Legacy. And even though she is incapable of bearing children because of what the Snikura did to her, Alex says it can be fixed... but she has no desire to get it fixed."   "I met Conf a few years back just before we both attended Rasak. At the time he told me he was Tesa's Patron and that he had plans for her and that I should not get in his way. Just recently I met and spoke with Tolknor and he spoke at length about her and his side of her family; he played the role of doting great-grandfather, but somehow I doubt his altruism. Very shortly after that, I took her to Ambir and she walked the Pattern. And to be honest, I believe I was guided or even manipulated into doing exactly what I did. Even though no one told me specifically to take her to the Pattern and have her walk it, I get the feeling that's exactly what Random wanted. I know it was what Tolknor wanted."  "As far as Giovanni is concerned, I have not met the man nor seen him around Amber. But with this recent change to the family dynamic, it is possible we may see him soon... especially if Tesa decides to visit her mother."  "As far as Matters of the Crown are concerned, Random has given me a century of leave and told me that he has nothing official for me to get involved in. But he did inform me of a lot of important matters and that I may have to get involved in regardless of my leave status... the matter of the Arden Stone and the Fey being but two of them. I will speak with Bill Roth at my earliest convenience."  "In regards to Hagalta, the last time I saw him he was in a secure cell in the dungeons of Castle Amber. I brought him there myself from the Oracle of night. Though it is entirely possible that he escaped somehow. Regardless, the matter of his forces and Xorax's forces gathering is a matter of concern. As is Uxtrasa's gathering of forces here in Adagalasck. Those forces loyalty to my mother could indeed prove helpful and I will do what I can to help out here."  "But, to be honest, I was sent here, specifically, by Finndo as a defense against Av Reet. It is entirely possible he will try to come for Tesa and steal her powers. Finndo advised me that Av Reet would most likely not come here because of the ease with which he could be trapped in one of the small realms off of one of the Stairs here. It was my intent to find a tiny little realm and prepare it just in case Av Reet comes for Tesa. And, Tesa and I are both in need of some time to come to grips with our new powers. Apparently, Finndo unlocked some powers that Dworkin or my grandmother sealed away from me at my birth."
*'''Michael James Watson'''
Julian nods. "Its a power of a master of a Stair to trap people in them. If a person is in their presence they can be transported to a stair realm and sealed. Even now i have a dozen realms ready in case i need them. As for Uxtrasa and the remnants of Hagalta's clan I am not too concerned. Xorit, a Odaraxta war chief i believe you know is in fealty to me. If I need to I can send him against Uxtrasa but i hope to avoid it."  He takes a nibble and ponders, "Av Reet... Most of us knew to some degree about the First Brood. Had we been inclined we could have put the pieces together before Maylon arrived with the Heirs and Spares book. I knew of Av Reet. I knew of Adrian though thought him dead. I certainly knew about Elfwine though by the time i was an adult he was long gone. I ran into him open occasion. Being on good terms with the Fey Court I spoke with Tatiana many times. Its not spoken of a lot but my Rangers have intermarried and interacted with the Fey since the beginning of the order. And of course my wife and my sister-sister in law is a full Fairy."  Standing and putting hands on the rail, looking out to the city below.  "I ran into Av Reet in my youth. Barely managed to escape. Listening to Benedict talk about the First Brood it makes me feel lucky to have survived. Creatures with direct connection to certain forces of creation. For all we know we can access those kinds of powers but Oberon blocked our abilities. Between you and I think Dworkin and Oberon blocked many of our powers from birth. Fiona, Bleys, and Brand became powerhouses fairly easily from the timeline of the rest of us so i always suspected they broke some of the bonds holding their powers back during their time in Chaos."  "As for Giovanni, he and I fought together long ago. A fairly simple man with simple ideas. He believed at the time that Random had slain Mirelle. I never found out why. Other then that he was pretty straightforward. A lot like Gerard. His crossbowmanship was extraordinary. And a hell of a drinker. His trump doesn't do him justice."
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
Realmer nods his head and looks contemplative for a moment.  "Can that Stair Trick be used anywhere, or just here in Adagalasck? Meaning, do I have to be here in order for it to work? And is it only specific to the Stair one is attuned to or all four? I have a personal realm off of the North Stair, and I am familiar with a few other small Realms off of that Stair that I was considering for the Trap."
*'''Michael James Watson'''
He smiles, "It works anywhere in Adagalask. But you have to be the Stair Lord so, there are about a dozen of us who can do it. Not just being attuned to a stair. Sorry. It helps if you are king. Want to see it work?"
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
"I'd love to" he responds.
*'''Michael James Watson'''
Realmer finds himself on a bright bleak desert under three suns. The temperature is in the 120 range.
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
Realmer chuckles and Shape Shifts to a bipedal Reptilian Form, more suited to high temperatures and exposure to intense sunlight. He looks around a bit and wonders if he has made a mistake and has allowed himself to be trapped... but then realizes Julian could have done it at anytime without his consent. He chuckles again at his paranoia. He waits a short period of time for Julian to recall him... if that is possible, then pulls out his Trump of Julian and attempts contact. If that fails, he will try to use his Advanced Pattern Teleport to get out, going back to the balcony. If that fails too, he will try a simple Teleport Spell. If that fails, the will try using the Spiral of the Winds to get him out.
*'''Michael James Watson'''
A year later Realmer feels tingling like a trump call
*'''Michael James Watson'''
Just kidding. An hour later he returns to the balcony. Julian says, " about a minute passed here. Some of the realms have wild time ratios."
*'''Michael James Watson'''
He waits till Realmer shifts out of the Reptilian form to human form again.  "Its strange, and not to derail us from what we need to talk about, but you are a lot more knowledgeable about this then I am, which galls me to admit of course. Becoming King here has led to some interesting new powers. My whole life I have rarely had much use for magic. I knew some tracking magic, a few healing spells. a collection of utility cantrips. I know a collection of power words to dispel demons and Elementals and such that i have rarely used. I had mostly forgotten my battles with Av Reet and his cadre of Djinn because i was usually using iron or steel weapons against them, not magic, and it was so long ago. I've lived among the Fey almost more then my own siblings and they have a lot of magic but I never really investigated it much. In my travels in shadow I spent most my time as a warrior, a hunter, even a scholar. I spent 30 years a a doctor and 30 years as a chef. 200 years as a mercenary. I even fought in a part of Borlak's great horde, keeping a million men and horse between myself and Borlak of course. But i only was a wizard for a few years. I attended a magic school on the Isle of Roke. But the magic there didn't work very many other places. So i learned a little low order magic but never delved into the high order sorcery or conjuration some of my siblings did."  He fiddles with a ring idly.  "But now... I've a crown that holds spells, Stairs and Winds that demand a wizards knowledge to control, out of self-preservation if nothing else. I have powers like tossing people into stair prison cells or across the world. There are wizards here who are split between eagerly serving me and meanly plotting against me. There are natural forces of the world and its shadows i must manage. And not to put too fine a point on it, I've a wife and a sister in law-sister who are deeply steeped in magics light and dark. Oberon purposefully kept us away from the study of high order magics. He discouraged magical experimentation with the pattern. Our instruction in the use of the pattern included telling us not to do things that we know now are just the things that we needed to learn. I couldn't raise the sigil of the pattern till i came here and Nina taught me how to raise the Sigil of Adagalask, then the Sign of Amber. I find myself bitter, angry at Oberon.. Hell, we didn't know that the crazy old wizard that wondered around the castle from time to time was our grandfather... He trained us to fail."
*'''Michael James Watson'''
"Yet, Eric and Corwin both seemed to have abilities from time to time that were curious at the time and revealing in retrospect. Ok, Arloxedra helped Eric learn to use the Jewel of Judgment but Eric had a degree of magic before that. High Order Sorcery at least. Corwin had a way with music and i think he had music magic. He knew dispelling demon magic as well as water magics. Benedict may appear the warrior supreme but he knows a lot of magic as well. It makes sense that he learn as much as he could if only to know how to defend and attack it." 
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
After Realmer shifts back to his Human Adask form, he takes the pitcher of water and pours a large glass and drinks it down completely, then he sits with Julian and listens intently, occasionally glancing over at Tesa. He nods his head lightly with a contemplative look on his face.  “We are all specialized in our own ways and no one can specialize in everything. I believe that all the Descendants of Dworkin, of the Unicorn Line and of the Verna Line certainly, have powers or access to powers that we are unaware of and that are possibly sealed away from us. After all, we are also Descendants of Primal Beings with their own innate powers and abilities that may be passed down and their own motivations for why those powers should be hidden and sealed away or explored and utilized.”  He rewarms his cup of tea with a Cantrip, takes a sip then continues.  “Where as your whole life you have mostly avoided Magic, the majority of my life has been nothing but Magic and Powers. I played with Cantrips as a small child in the highly magical Realm of Montagar, raised by Dworkin, Verna and Satura, but totally unaware of my heritage. Later, I became a powerful Low Order Wizard in another magical Realm, until Dworkin came for me and had me walk the Pattern, schooled me in Powers and Magics, and educated me regarding some of my heritage and family members. Since then I have been more of a Power Monger than ever I was. But I only dabbled, at best, in things not directly related to my magic, especially weapons and hand to hand combat, preferring to rely on Magic, Powers and the cunning use of my wit... though that changed recently. I felt it was time to diversify my skill sets and learn the ways of the warrior, and so I did, and then some.”  He gives Julian a knowing look that anyone who had attended the Nasty Place would understand. Then he pops a spicy meat and cheese stuffed pepper into his mouth, chews, swallows, drinks a sip of tea then continues.  “And so it seems, my Cousin, that you are in a similar position and that my arrival here is perfectly timed for us to be of assistance to each other. I am adequately skilled in training Magics having trained both Tesa and Sir Carston, and then thousands of soldiers on Adledross; all of whom now possess some form of Low or High Order Spell Casting ability. I will gladly teach you the ways of Low and High Order Magics, I will grant you access to my Low Order Spell Books, which should also give you all the inspiration you need to build your own High Order Spells. I will teach you how to combine your newly acquired Conjuration powers with other powers to Empower Artifacts and Creatures capable of Racking Spells, Conjure Artifacts and Creatures from you own blood with a measure of your powers and even blend your Magics with your other Higher Powers. All of which should be a good base for you to build upon and help you control your other Powers.”
Realmer smiles, pauses to eat a bite of something that looked like a cube of fried cheese, then continues.
“And in return, perhaps you can help me learn more about my Fey Powers; though I know they may differ from those powers of the Fey of Arden, being that I am an Adask Fey. Regardless of whether you possess any Fey Powers yourself, you still have intimate knowledge of the Fey and their powers and abilities, and I'm sure your knowledge and assistance will be most valuable. And perhaps you can help me keep on eye on Tesa while she learns how to control her powers... on the off chance Av Reet shows up. Perhaps we can travel the Realms of Adagalasck as she learns how to affect Shadow and we learn from each other; I could make some appearances and speeches showing my support, both personal and family, of your reign; it might take the wind out of the insurgents sails and shift a few loyalties. And if you happened to make some show or display of Magic, it could help reduce the number of Wizards plotting against you and perhaps increase the number who support you. I don't mean dropping a Fireball on your detractors...” he smiles evilly, "but just something to demonstrate your skills with High Order Magic; a Special Effects Teleport entrance or exit would work well."  “Plus, while I'm here, the fast time ratio to Amber will give me about three weeks of time and help me keep my time table there... things to do. But I don't think we will need that much time; I know I am a quick study and Tesa as well, I'm sure it is the same for you and that you will learn enough Magic from my tutelage in the time I am here to form a strong base to build upon.”
*'''Michael James Watson'''
"I will take you up on that to be sure. If for nothing other then to have you check me out with the things Nina is teaching me. If you want information on the Fey powers, especially Adask Fey, Emilie and her court are probably your goal. There are a few wizards in her group that might serve you well. During your time here as Ambassador i understand you only dealt with Emilie a few times. She is certainly mercurial. Contrary. Caine has had a strange effect on them in that they have taken to calling Emilie and Caine by the names Tatiana and Oberon. Its somewhat confusing. I have taken a hands off policy when it comes to her eccentricities. Don't expect help from her directly. Rely on her court.  Caine is developing a navy for me. Also be warned that while Emilie, who reigns in Codupia, is the Mistress of the South Wind and the Lady of Fire she is not quite dutiful. And she has a military issue on her right. The Stair Lord Walker Danials rules in Qion Guo and is something of an ass. He has battled Trualta recently, mostly destroying the nation of Zubin Guo. He is one of the military issues i will have to deal with soon. Trualta so far has said he can handle it. Perhaps you can put your time at Rasak to use. He has spent several centuries militarizing the realms in his stair so he has a pretty good sized force if he chooses. I am currently "observing" the conflict."  Standing he says, "Its strange. The way they choose a king here is who gains the support of the other Winds. But the some of realms have a casual disregard to what their Winds have said. This has led to a bitter civil war being fought in the realm of Izkya where two royals are traditionally their rulers. Often a mated brother and sister. But they reason they have a pair of royals is the west half traditionally belongs to the West Wind and the east traditionally belongs to the North Wind. So we have a strange situation where both royals, being loyal to their winds, have gone to war with each other over some strange type of loyalty war between my wife and I. That isn't the only situation I have. I have come to feel very sorry for the burden the Unicorn placed on my kid brother. "
*'''Michael James Watson'''
"As for your mother... Ah... I am happy to provide lodgings for her. But the reason she is here is because I took over Hagalta's home. Its like not evicting the previous tenant's elderly in laws. The only reason I have not tried to shuffle her off is because she is my aunt. Having an Aunt is a new experience for all of us. So, Son of Satura, obligation passes. Would you like a Stair Realm?"
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
"I thank you deeply for your care of my mother in my absence and in my stead. And I thank you kindly for the offer of a Stair Realm. Though I have my own Personal Realm off of the North Stair, a Realm here in the West, tailored to meet her needs and safety, would probably be best. Thank you, Julian. A very kind offer."
"And I will speak with and perhaps visit Trualta and see what advice or assistance I can offer."
*'''Michael James Watson'''
He nods.. "Well, I'll leave you to your business. There are quarters connected to this suite. Come see Nina and I in the next couple days once you've settled in"
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
Realmer stands and bows slightly to Julian then walks with him as he leaves the balcony and exits through the suite.  "I thank you for your hospitality and generosity, Julian. I will be in touch soon."  Once Julian departs, Realmer will look the entire suite over, room by room, find a bed chamber not in use and carry Tesa to the bed there. He leaves the chamber door open and finds a suitable place to seat himself in the main sitting room where he can see Tesa in her bed, or at least her open door and his mother on the balcony. He chooses a suitably comfortable chair and he rearranges the furniture as needed to suit his needs, then seats himself.  ~Bob; stay hyper alert and watch Tesa like a vulture waiting for its next meal to perish. Report any changes in her or her environment to me immediately. And remain hidden in every way.~  Then Realmer very carefully brings up the Sigils of Amber, Adagalasck and Paragon and checks his Hanging Spells once again. Then he withdraws one of the full Trump Decks that he received from Finndo then riffles through it, looking at faces and names, looking for new additions... specifically that of Tesara.  Once her card appears, the knowledge will spread and the problems will ensue... in some fashion. Let the games begin.  Then he sets the deck aside, withdraws his personally made Trump of Gangdis and attempts contact.
*'''Michael James Watson'''
The face of Gangdis appears, briefly confused, then seeing Recalled, he nods. "How fare thee?"  As he starts to talk he feels a very strong mental push on a trump insistently demanding to be answered.
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
Realmer lets the contact with Gangdis drop and holds off the demanding push. Since he still has his Trump Deck in his lap, he riffles through them until he 'feels' one is different so he can possibly ID the caller.
*'''Michael James Watson'''
He feels a shooting pain of an ice pick when his hand touches Mirelle's trump.
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
He girds his defenses as he carefully allows the contact. He has Power Words at the ready to protect his mind and end the contact if needed.
*'''Michael James Watson'''
The trump snaps open and the crossbowman from the Vulgar Unicorn says, "Pull me through immediately, Amberite!! If my niece Theresa di Silva is injured you risk making a mortal enemy!"
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
Realmer pulls him through, ready with PW or Spell or blade as need be.
*'''Michael James Watson'''
He arrives, tall, near 7'. He bears a great sword on a back harness. An arbelest in his left hand levels at Realmer as he sees Tesa. Taking a step toward her he stops. A moment later turns. "She sleeps."  Looking closely at Realmer he says," You were the one with her at the tavern. Your blade work is rudimentary but effective. I am the Conte Giovanni di Silva. What's befallen my niece to bring her to such a strange land?"
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
"Conte Giovanni, Well Met by Magic and Moonlight. I am Lord Relmopator of Amber and you are in Adagalasck. Call me Realmer. Your niece is in no immediate danger and nobody here means her any harm. And what brought her here is a long story. Care to sit and have a quiet drink as we talk about the matter, cousin?"
*'''Michael James Watson'''
He sets the arbelest aside. Unslinging his great sword and leans it against the rail.  "I rarely turn down a drink and am rarely quiet. There seems to be many sleeping women here and they seem in good order.. Is there someplace nearby to drink and speak as men should?
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
"There's a small sitting room with a stocked bar inside. " {taking a little liberty, lol}  Realmer stands and motions for Giovanni to follow him. Once in the sitting room, Realmer leaves the door open and heads to the bar and searches for brandy.  "What would you like to drink? And how did you break in on my Trump contact? Speaking of which, I really need to call Gangdis back and get him here; an ally and another friend of your niece."
*'''Michael James Watson'''
"What I would like to drink is a lot. A good strong wine, A port. Or brandy. As for the trump, my father says I have a gift for interrupting other's conversations. As for others, call if you must. The more the merrier."
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
If Realmer cannot find brandy, he will Conjure up a case of Napoleon Brandy and pour three large glasses half way full. He brings one to Giovanni, giving him the one moment gesture, then stares at Gangdis' Trump again, reestablishing contact.  "Gangdis, I am in Adagalasck with Tesa; I would like you here quickly but it's not an emergency. I'm sending my Familiar, Bob, in the form of a white raven to transport you to your quarters to get your gear then to the stable to get our mounts. Bob will leave the mounts at the stable where I am staying and bring you to me. I am with company, so don't be alarmed."  Realmer breaks contact then contacts Bob.
~Bob; leave several Remote Eyes in the room, Link them to both you and me, then change to a white raven, Trump to Gangdis, take him where he needs to gather his gear and then his mount and mine, then drop the mounts at the stables here and bring Gangdis to me. Then resume watching Tesa.~  Realmer adjusts to the Linked Sight from several angles then moves the linked sight of the remote eyes to the side of his vision so he can glance at them periodically, but still focus on Giovanni.  "So, Giovanni, besides being her uncle, are you also Tesa's Patron? Protector? Stalker? Does she know you? Does she know who you really are? And can I get you another drink?"
*'''Michael James Watson'''
Gangdis understands. Gio finishes and takes another drink. "I'm her uncle. Isn't that enough? But you are from Amber so perhaps I need to explain how families work away from there. Or at least how the di Solva family behaves since its far from typical I suppose. I was tasked by my mother to protect my little brother and sister. I failed utterly. When Caesar and Mirelle fled I was told by mother to protect them. I failed. I believed He slew her. Then Oberon took mother and Caesar to Amber. He left Mirelle to wander; just her and their son.  Eventually Oberon gave me the power to feel them and their children when they are in danger. So call me the protector of the di Solva line. I'm really bad at it though. I get distracted easy. Caesar is king in Amber now, you know. And some Cousins found Mirelle and she is in Amber to. So now I protect Paulo, Martin, and recently Theresa. A ghost gave me the ability to feel them and transport to them. I don't know why I couldn't transport here...I assumed you were preventing me.”
*'''Michael James Watson'''
He ponders for a few minutes, clearly needing time to think. He quietly drinks. Standing and walking to the bar he looks and finds several bottles of suitable wine. Pouring a tankard full he walks back to sit, extra bottles in tow.  "That is quite a lot to consider. Julian left Arden, for a woman? When he and I traveled together he was fonder of horses. So we are in the realm Julian is king? I don't know this Hagalta..You are an Amberite, so is he the Amberite or your mother? Not that its any of my business. I never felt much like part of the family. I was one of the cast out ones. Oberon told me so when he told me that Mirelle and I were not going to Amber with he and Caesar..ah.. Random...yes, Random..."  He gulps the wine and empties another bottle in it.  "Though, Bleys and I had some fine adventures. Benedict came and we spoke at length after Patternfall. I came at his call a few times too. Had words with Hamilton. I beat Brand about the head and shoulders when he tried to do to me what he did to Martin. oh, Martin and I are friends these days. Mother's command drew us together. I fought Patternfall as a soldier among the troops Bleys brought. I met kin there that were surprised to meet me. Bleys and I traveled to Regor long ago and I spent a great deal of time there. I like them.. "  He gulps half his tankard.
"Tesa.. is a new thing for me. The ghost came to me and juiced my ability to feel her and Paulo and Martin, the di Solvi family members, and she seemed greatly in danger.. But when i tried forcing my way to where she was, and i pushed hard, i met a shadow of an old friend of mine, Boney.. who explained that i could not go to her.. I threatened, even attempted to lay hands on the little emperor.. nothing. Then once she was free.. she seemed to jump from danger to danger."
*'''Michael James Watson'''
"I hear Brand is in the dungeons of Amber.. That's marvelous. I might like to go poke him with a stick for while. something shape and pointy. Might be worth the journey"
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
Realmer smiles and chuckles lightly. Finishing his brandy he uses a Present Cantrip on the open bottle of brandy still on the bar. He refills his glass and sets the bottle next to him.  "Julian and Nina were married long ago and were only reunited when I came here to Adagalasck and Opened the Way. Same with Caine and Emilie, Nina's sister. All four of them reside in this Realm. Julian is King of Adagalasck, Master of the West Wind and Master of Stone, Nina is Adask Fey and a daughter of Oberon and Julian's Titular Queen and the Mistress of the Cold North Wind, Emilie is also Adask Fey, full Fairy no less, and a daughter of Oberon, the Mistress of the South Wind and Lady of Fire who is married to Caine who works for the Crown of Adagalask in some quiet fashion."  Realmer drinks a bit of brandy and looks to the Remote Visions of Tesa's room in the corner of his eye, to make sure is well, then continues.  "As for my family, both of my parents are Amberites and Adask, direct siblings and children of Dworkin. We are not of the Line of the Unicorn, we are of the little known Line of Dworkin and the Primal Adask, Verna. It's a bit complicated... but not as complicated as young Tesara, her name given at birth."  "And speaking of Tesa, she has been busy for some time, me as well. I'm sure Boney told you nothing and was rude about doing so." Realmer chuckles lightly. "Well, let's say she was busy participating in a series of training courses and exercises. Then she was in Sanctuary..." slight pause and smile, "then walking the Pattern... now, here. So, are you thinking about sticking around? Joining the Party, as it were? Or are you more the 'stalk and hide in shadows and protect from a distance' protector?"  He takes a drink, then ponders a moment and before Giovanni and speak, he adds.  "And by the way; when you say a 'ghost' gave you powers and a 'ghost' told you... do you mean a man that looks like ______?" Realmer describes Conf, but does not say his name.
*'''Michael James Watson'''
He listens and interjects, "I don't know Nina or Emilie.. they were not in the trump deck Oberon gave me when i walked the pattern. And i never got one of the new sets. I only met Caine twice. The first time we fought, not knowing we were kin. He took paired cutlass against me using great-sword. Kicked me in the head and seemed to expect me to fall dead. I grabbed his ankle and snapped it. troops separated us as happens in battle. We met again at Patternfall. He was not pleased. I've no idea who Verna is though you imply she is like the unicorn for the Adask.. impressive, though I don't know why."
*'''Michael James Watson'''
"You speak of the ghost as if you know him. He has come to me many times over the years. Since i was young. He was in human form in the Italy of my birth. I thought him a ghost because unless he immortal he would have died centuries ago. Is this not true?"
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
Realmer draws out one of the two new Trump Decks he just received from Finndo and tosses it over to Giovanni.  "That is a King Random Edition of the Amber Royal Family Trump Deck; it has many people and places the old one does not. It also updates to add new Family Members as they are discovered and walk the Pattern. There is also a booklet inside the Trump Case; explains the who's who and what's what of the Deck... good reading, actually. It will help you greatly with getting to know the whole Family and how large it has grown since Oberon's days. But keep your old Deck, it may contain the odd card that one does not."  "And the 'ghost'... he is a man I have met once and spoken with briefly. I gained some information on him as well, but I do not know well at all. He is Tesa's father, by your sister Mirelle, and a man of great mystery and great powers. He can change his appearance and the 'ghost' you see may be one of his True Forms; I believe him to be a Shape Shifter. He is also an Amberite and that is why he lives so long. And he as walked the Pattern as well. He is a son of Av Reet, from the first brood of Oberon. On his mother's side he is grandson of Tolknor. And his name is Conf of Shadows. I know he has an agenda concerning Tesa, but what exactly it is, I am unaware."  "If it is truly your intent to watch over and protect Tesa, then you are welcome to stay. I will let Julian know and find accommodations for you while we are here. I like a Party of Heavy Hitters, and your fighting skills will surely be of great benefit, should something untoward happen to Tesa... she has many people pay close attention to her now that she has walked the Pattern. I was told it is possible that Av Reet could come and try to take her powers from her; that is why I am here... not easy to get into and nearly impossible to get out of if someone doesn't want you to. So, less likely to have problems, but better to prepare for the worst, know what I mean?"  Realmer smiles and drinks some brandy.
*'''Michael James Watson'''
He weighs the deck, looking at it with a scowl.. "Heavier.. More people, more places, more trouble..."  He opens the deck, with a cardsharp's cut and spreads them on the table.  "Martin is in here.. I am too.. That explains the headaches.. not answering trump calls.. Is Theresa in the deck? Is Pauli?"  She slides the cards looking.  "So my ghost is Theresa's father? That figures.. Mirelle always had a penchant for fornicating with illusions and shadows. Guess one had enough juice to do the job.. Alright.. I'll stay... And... you can tell Julian I am here. I am not wild about using these.. Probably why i lost my last set.. Can you let Martin know I am here? Pauli? I suppose i should speak to Theresa. She won't know me.. You'll introduce us?"
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
Realmer sips his brandy and smiles then chuckles.  "Yes. More troubles certainly... but still a helpful tool, regardless. They should all be in there, Tesa soon if not now. You may contact them all, if you chose; I am sure they would be please to hear from you. King Random's Reign has been one of Family and Inclusion, a time of mending and healing. Many Family Members have come to Amber, for a time or to stay, some have sworn fealty to King Random. Though the innate Family Paranoia still abounds, most are trying to be more accepting of new family members or old ones coming back into the fold or just to say hello."  Realmer sets his drink down and stands, approaching Giovanni and extends a hand in a friendly manner.  "I am glad to have you join us; another protector of Tesa's is certainly welcome. And I will be glad to introduce you two, once she awakens and is ready for company; her ordeal on the Pattern was worse than most... including my own. I was not strong or tough enough to handle the strain alone, so was assisted; I was exhausted nearly to the point of coma. She is more fit than I was at the time, but she had other issues to deal with, mostly related to her specific and unique genealogy and the powers she is soon to inherit. She may be out for a couple of days or more. Or pop awake any moment ready for a fight."  Realmer chuckles and drinks a bit more.  "So, tell me, Giovanni... what else has the 'ghost' done for you or told you?"
*'''Michael James Watson'''
He looks at your hand as if its a snake.  A few moments pass till he shakes it briefly but you notice his other hand twitch.  "Family? Inclusion? In the children of Oberon? I watched Caesar and Mirelle take their first steps yet i also saw him help her slide into madness while satisfying his young lust. I doubt Moire thinks a great deal of Caesar's family values. Martin may be on good terms with his father but that came after his brother attempted to slay him on the pattern. The deck Oberon gave me did not include Elfwyne, Evelyn, Orasola, Hamilton, Delwin, Sand, Mirelle, or me. Nor these Nina and Emilies. His devotion to family is suspect. I'll give this to Random; his siblings are not plotting openly yet. Paint me a pretty picture of family after a few centuries."
Looking through the deck, "See? Even here.. Pauli is not here nor is Theresa. ah... how convenient...it does have someone I should like to see dead. I suppose i won't be allowed vengeance on him since ours is such a close family now. And there is Brand still in the deck."  He finishes a tankard and refills it with another bottle.  "I'll stay. I see this is a city below. I'll find my own lodgings. When Theresa awakes I will know and I will return. If she is in danger I will know and I will return armed. Tell Julian I send my regards. Undoubtedly I seem harsh. But i come by it fairly. In time, we will know each other better. As for what my ghost has done for me, that is my business, and now his."  Grabbing the tankard, and his great-sword he swings over the rail and falls. Looking over the rail Realmer sees him jumping from roof to roof, rail to rail, in what was called at Rasak the art of Parkour or free running. Giovanni seems a natural at it. He doesn't spill a drop of wine.
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
Realmer smiles at Giovanni's exit. He takes up his glass and his open bottle of brandy and takes them with him. He goes directly to Tesa's room and physically looks in on her, then makes his way back to the balcony to watch his mother and Tesa's door under the moonlight and in the refreshing night air... he seems to like it better outdoors.  While waiting for Bob to bring Gangdis, he idly pulls out his three remaining loose Mandalay Stones and rolls them around in his left hand while thinking on the summoning ritual and runic circle needed to summon a Masoja of Air... his right hand is idly using Cantrips to bring his drink to his hand and return it to the table.  Realmer pulls out his Trump of Julian and makes contact, then he tells him of the arrival of Giovanni and that he is a protector of Tesa and somewhere in the city and that Realmer vouches for him.  Then Realmer pulls out his Spell Book; a collection of Low Order Spells, cryptic notes and drawings regarding High Order Spells and various Powers, plus assorted notes and writings regarding Magic, Powers, Rituals, Etc. He opens it to the section where had been writing on the Dufirosim and rereads some of his notes from his time talking with Fort on the matter. Though he did not have THIS Spell Book with him on Adledross, he did grab some books with blank pages and used them to keep notes. When he got his gear back, he allowed the books to be absorbed into his actual Spell Book, transferring all writings, drawings and knowledge to blank pages within. He wants to get it right so she can get trained well in her Djinn Powers.
*'''Michael James Watson'''
He doesn't have a masoja of Air tome, so thats going to be what he needs to do next... Unless he has something else to do, the night will pass.
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
Realmer closes his Spell Book and slips it into his Robes. He finishes his brandy and moves to a chair in Tesa's room. He focuses on Tesara, releases the Lynchpins for the Defensive Psyche Ward Spell Hung there, centering it on her and only enough to encompass her and the bed. Even if a superior Psyche breaks the barrier, he will still know. He settles in and watches, and cat naps, and watches, etc. until she wakes or dawn comes.

====<big>Tesara of Amber, King Random's Consequences, Kyr Dorna</big>====

*'''Michael James Watson'''
Realmer wakes to find Tesa sitting cross leg on the bed. Silently she is looking at each card in the deck. She has a few cast around but it doesn't appear to be a tarot reading.  "These feel cold. Not frozen but cold. A couple feel burning hot. Some, I hear mumbling or talking.. I'm not in the deck. What does that mean?"
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
Realmer smiles and stretches and says, "Good Morning." Then drops the Defensive Psyche Ward Spell around her bed and continues.  "They are cold because your Psyche is more aware of them and their powers, and they are fully powered Trumps, not just contact. The burning hot ones are blocked most likely; purposefully by the person depicted, I would say. You not being in the Deck could mean that the image to be depicted has not been approved by the King yet and... or... there is a political reason it has not showed up yet. The reason you hear mumbling is because you are listening in on the conversations of someone depicted on the card you are touching or focusing on. I am sure if you focus lightly on just one, you could hear what is being said... but be very subtle so as not be detected. And only listen for a few moments, then stop... this is all new to you. And a bit advanced for just walking the Pattern and having no training in Pattern Powers or Trump Powers or Trump Artistry and its abilities."
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
"Wait, you said burning hot... that might also mean they are trying to reach you and you are innately blocking them, perhaps it has something to do with this place. In any case, proceed cautiously; opening a Trump Contact is also opening up your mind to possible attack, both overt and subtle."
*'''Michael James Watson'''
"I've had a deck of these most my life, the playing card sized ones, you know. I never gave much thought to the named ones. Only slightly more to place trump's because of playing Galaru. Walking the pattern was intense but these... make it real."  Gathering the cards and putting most away.  "I'm hungry. Where every we are, I assume we can't get Breakfast? Then clean up some the regular way. Then I want to start learning these fast. For protection."
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
"'Wherever we are', is in Adagalasck. We are at the king's residence on the West Stair. We will be staying here for a couple of days to a couple of weeks, depending on our needs. Finndo sent us here, as he thought it would be a safe place for you to adjust to your new powers; he is concerned that your grandfather, Av Reet, might try to steal your powers from you. He sent us here because of some of the particular conditions here that make it hard to get into the realm and even harder to get out."  He stretches to get the kinks out from sleeping in the chair all night.  "There are many options available for breakfast. If you choose to dine in I can conjure up a meal, I have magical dinnerware that will provide a random choice of food, or I'm sure we can have the staff bring us something to eat. Or if you prefer to dine out, I'm sure there is a kitchen and dining hall here somewhere here, or we can go into the city for breakfast. However, I do recommend if we are dining out that perhaps we should clean up first. There's a bathing chamber just down the hall."
*'''Michael James Watson'''
One modification-Realmer would know about Galaru. It is an extremely popular card game similar to Tonk and uses the major arcana of face trumps and place trumps to form trios, quads, in runs of numbers. It is a common game on the level of gin rummy, canasta, or whist. Less common then bridge, more common then Rook.
*'''Michael James Watson'''
"Adagalask? I should have known hmmmm,...it has a feel, doesn't it? A sense of something.. We aren't in Blomsia.. The air smells different, Earth.. We are further west, aren't we? I'll bathe.. Lets see if we can find someplace that makes that potato and onion fritter thing with the green sauce and eggs.. Loved that.. I'll go bath and be right back...Unless its your intention to bathe me?"
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
"Excellent timing. We were just getting cleaned up and preparing to go breakfast in the city. Toss your gear in a corner for now, I will be speaking with Julian after breakfast about moving us out of my mother's suite and into a suite of our own. There is much that has transpired since I last spoke with you in my apartment in Amber. Let me catch you up while Tesa finishes bathing."  Realmer gives Gangdis an abbreviated version of the events since they parted.  "So it seems our young Tesa is a Powerhouse in the making and already has enemies and people vying for her attention and Powers. And though you are my Elite guard, I will be needing you to keep an eye on her more than me."
*'''Michael James Watson'''
"Ya, ok. But.. You have to call Benedict this instant. He told me to brook no dely. Used the word, Savy"
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
"It shall be done" he says as he pulls out Benedict's Trump and focuses to make contact.
*'''Michael James Watson'''
The trump opens quickly. An angry Benedict says, "I am the calm one. The king said: 'You handle this, Ben, or I might make his guts into garters, savvy'."  He moves aside and pushes a woman in a brown and green doublet of a Dreana style through. Her hair is black, her expression serious, her rapier a no nonsense military style.  The trump contact ends.  She looks at Realmer, gives a very slight nod of a bow. "I am Kyr Dorna ag Brolic. I may be addressed as Kyr Dorna. Kyr is a Dreanan title equal to Sir. I am a Ward of the Sword. Amber Elite Order... Where is Tesara of Amber?"
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
Realmer exchanges a glance with Gangdis then looks Kyr Dorna in the eyes and says. "I am Lord Relmopator of Amber, you may call me Realmer. This is my Elite guard, Sir Gangdis of Casowell. Tesara is down the hall bathing at the moment."  He points in the direction of the bathing chamber.
*'''Michael James Watson'''
She nods, "Yes, Lord Realmer, I am familiar with you and your rank. I know Sir Gangdis, though he is now more fit for service then the last time he was in the Elite Barracks for Inspection. His rank allows him too much laziness"  She immediately turns and leaves the room and heads to the baths.  "Care to make bets on who draws first blood? I got waylaid while getting ready.. The king and Benedict were quite angry. "
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
"I'm sure they are. But I had to do what I thought was right. And Tesa needs the powers for her own protection, and if for no other reason than that, I feel justified in my decision. And I think Tesa will draw First Blood. The real question is, how messy is it going to get?"  He chuckles then listens for the sound of fighting.
*'''Michael James Watson'''
Gangdis shrugs, moves his stuff ready to go to other quarters.  "No bet. I know Dorna more then a little. She is of a fanatical group in Dreana. Wards of the Swords are children, orphans, of soldiers who died fighting in the endless Dreana political battles. Her father was a minor noble, a guardsman, and left no family behind. The Wards are raised with a fanatical devotion to duty. Which barely differentiates them from other Dreanans. Non-military Wards become grooms, cooks, personal servants, maids, and others that deal with the persons of the Dreanan nobles. Any noble house..." he looks over at the table.."Is that brandy? oh blessed be. My mug needs charging." He walks over and pours some brandy in the mug and sighs when it fills on its own.  "Anyway.. Any noble house may make Wards of the Sword but the charming Dorna served in the actual royal family's service in their Wards. She excelled in dueling rapier work. There is a lot of that in Dreana. She distinguished herself enough to be entered in the royal house military. She was knighted after some assassination attempt and that's why she used the patronymic 'ag Brolic'. Makes her something of a member of the family like a friend of the family who is called uncle or a favorite hound. She applied to Amber and served in the Seventh Legion, First Cohort-Duelists. She distinguished herself on Calrabon by slaying one of those giant bears they have single handedly, defending some royal children i think. Connections. She was sent to Rasak, then entered in the Elites. Did protective duty for Yalla Ganth, then Henry, Fiona's son, till he went into Chaos with his father Mandor. She's too serious to consider sleeping as anything other then dereliction of duty. I would feel sorry for Tesa if it wasn't so funny"
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
"Fanatical. Staunch. Proven. The Lord Marshall sure knows how to pick 'em. Well, when the rest of us are drinking and playing cards, one thing is sure; Kyr Dorna will be on duty, guarding her charge."  Realmer chuckles but is also quietly impressed by Benedict's choice. A no nonsense, serious minded, get the job done, Elite Soldier is exactly what this group needs, especially now.  "I don't feel sorry for Tesa, I feel sorry for Dorna. But only a little. They will learn to work with each other... or around each other... or Tesa will learn to ignore Dorna completely... all in time."  "Over the years, we have become friendly, Gangdis, and my lifestyle and activities have allowed for you to become a bit lax in your duties and I allowed it to happen and I am not complaining. But things are bit different now. I need you at your best; always keeping a watchful eye, expecting attack or ambush at any moment, ready to pounce in an instant. The game has change, the stakes are higher, and our ante is already in."  He pulls out his Yellow Mandalay Stone, holds it in his hands a moment, then presses it to his forehead, to clear his mind of lingering sleep. Then he decides to temporarily place it in Satura's Ring. He tells the Psyche of the Ring to 'morph' to allow the Stone to become a part of its design in each of its forms, but NOT to permanently bond with the Mandalay Stone. Then he presses the Yellow Stone into the Ring, replacing the large 'black sapphire' which has two smaller 'black opals', one on either side of the larger center stone, all set into a ring of the purest platinum.  "I don't hear yelling... cursing... or the sounds of fighting... it must be going well..." dramatic pause "...or Kyr Dorna is already dead and Tesa is still washing up."  
*'''Michael James Watson'''
Gangdis produces his personal flask, pouring a few drops of steaming coffee in to see the tankard charged.
"People underestimate Benedict's sense of humor because his other sensibilities slap them in the face. He thought it was very funny assigning me as your Elite. Oh he made it sound like coming out of my comfortable retirement was an honor and since i am suddenly young he can tell people he did it to revitalize me, but..."
He spikes his coffee with brandy.  "as for needing me at my best, Vampire of the Dungeons, you have it or else I would still be at my manor house with my brewing carboys, and my sweet house maids, drinking and letching myself toward death. Instead I am young, fit, attentive, and pissing off the ambitious Elites who now covet such an adventurous posting. They just don't understand how dangerous exciting and adventurous postings can be. As for Dorna...She is not prone to jealousy nor vainglory. Proper to the point of madness. If I'm in the barracks showers trimming my toenails I don't need her dropping Sir this and Sir that's at me.. Tesa will likely be annoyed then amused, seeing her as a challenge of various sorts. If she is in danger though, Dorna is a ferocious one. I know Yalla about killed her."  Sipping, adjusting his bowler hat, "So remind me what kind of things we'll be fighting these days?"
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
"I'm well aware of Benedict's sense of humor. And regardless of what you think, your posting to me was not completely a joke. Benedict did come to me shortly after your posting and asked me to do what I could to get you interested in life once again. The revitalizing was more of a coincidence, I believe. And I am glad to have you at your best, we may need it."  "As for what we may be facing, that could vary greatly. If we face Av Reet of the first brood, we could be dealing with hordes of Djinn, Dufiro of Air, and Air Elementals. If we face Tesa's father, I have no idea what we will be up against as I am unfamiliar with his minions, style and tactics. And there is a possibility we may get involved in a few local skirmishes with the forces that are still resisting King Julian's rule. Lord Trualta is having some problems out near the East Stair and my stepmother Uxtrasa is trying to Rally the forces still loyal to my father, Hagalta."  "Once we leave Adagalasck and begin traveling in Shadow again, we could face Dufiro and Elementals of Fire and Earth as I may have an outstanding enemy by the name of Uzgata, a Masoja of Rage and War."  "While here in Adagalasck, I intend to train Tesa in everything I can regarding the use of her new powers and do it as quickly as possible. Hopefully we won't be here any longer than three weeks. I have also made a deal with King Julian to teach him high order sorcery in exchange for his protection and hospitality while we are here. When we are done here, we will be returning to Ambir at the request of Finndo then after that business is taken care of I will be working with Fortunadas for a short period of time to take care of a problem with some Freemasons. Then I will be seeking out my grandmother, Verna the Primal Adask... there is much she knows are many matters I need to discuss with her."  Realmer Cox his head to one side and strains to listen for noises in the direction of the bathing chamber.  "Still no sounds of fighting, I sure hope that means it's going well."
*'''Michael James Watson'''
"You don't want to see Verna. She is far from helpful. Do I smell Coffee?"  Satura enters in a subdued kimono, braiding her hair.  Gangdis removes his flask and pours a cup, "Its Caine's navy coffee so it might be too strong."  "Sir, you could feed me coffee syrup and I would be pleased. I became a fan of the beverage in my youth. My father would bring it from shadow from time to time.. I smell brandy too please. " Gangdis obliges.
She walks to Realmer..."My mind is clearer today.. Its wonderful to see you in the flesh, not as a phantom in my mind. Have you seen your father lately? The time to open old wounds seems to have come upon us."  
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
Realmer smiles broadly as his mother enters the room; it's good to see her up and about, and cogent.
"Mother, it is so good to see you, and see you well."  He stands and moves to embrace her in an affectionate hug.  "The last time I saw my father he was in a prison cell in the dungeons of Castle Amber. He called to me while he was sitting the Oracle of Night and begged for my help. I went to rescue him and brought him to Amber; he was put in a secure cell for everyone's protection. Though I do still hear rumors that he is gathering forces in the Black Zone... but sometimes rumors are old and news travels slowly."  "And as far as grandmother being helpful or not helpful, that is yet to be seen. There is much that I wish to know about my Heritage and my specific genetic line and Racial powers and I believe she has the answers. Grandfather indicated that she had sealed some of my Powers away from me at the time of my birth. But recently, Finndo indicated that it was grandfather that sealed my powers, and because he was angry with grandfather, he unlocked some of those powers for me. Now I must figure out what those powers are and come to grips with how to use them."
*'''Michael James Watson'''
She approaches and puts her hands on both sides of his face, pressing her forehead to his.  She whispers, "you have grown so much...."  She sighs, takes her mug and sips.  "My mind... is scattered.. It is hard to focus..
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
Realmer places his hands over his mother's, then with a sleight-of-hand trick he slips Satura's Ring from his own finger on to one of hers.  "Wear this for a while, mother. I have made a recent addition to it that should help Focus your scattered thoughts."
*'''Michael James Watson'''
She smiles, "Its been a long time since I saw this... "  She steps away and sits beside Gangdis. Looking at him she laughs softly.  Looking to Realmer she says, "You've done well without me.. Trinkets won't help me focus.... The Pattern might. You feel like a wizard, but your hands seem those of a warrior. Your father would have been proud... your real father, not the one who planted you in me. That one has part of my mind. Hidden.. Only he knows where. I can feel the blackness coming.. I will sleep. I feel your power. Adask... are a race of the Fey, born in Chaos. Verna wants you to have only her powers. So she suppressed them in Hagalta, and me, and you, and one of your sisters.. But the young one, sweet Drixtra, she fought and lost to. Drixtra had her full powers at birth. By the time Verna came for her it was too late. Her circle was too powerful even for my mother. Even in the crib the dark fey whispered to her. Hagalta let them. She will seek Fey artifacts to control them.. Its the dreams Hagalta whispered in her ears.. Its what he screamed in Dwynwen's ears. Insanity is a communicable disease. You catch it from your relatives." She slumps in her seat asleep.
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
After Satura falls asleep, Realmer shakes his head sadly.  "I thought the Mandalay Stone would help, at least for a time."  He slips the Ring from her finger and replaces it on the middle finger of his right hand. He looks to Gangdis.  "I have only vague memories of the man my mother calls my real father; Sir Kandith... from my earliest years. I recall the smell of metal and oil, leather and horse upon him. He wore armor and carried a sword... his hair was dark. He was away fighting for the kingdom most of my childhood until he died in combat. Mother was devastated when she heard."  Realmer shakes his head and comes back to the present.  "She said Hagalta has a piece of her mind, hidden away..." He briefly wonders if it might be hidden in his Hagalta's Heart Stone... but is wary to bring it out here and now to examine it... perhaps later.  "But that will have to be a quest for another time. And my sister's lust for Fey Artifacts could be a problem or an asset... time will tell, but good knowledge to have."  Realmer uses a series of Cantrips to clean himself head to toe, clean his mouth and teeth then freshen his breath, scent himself faintly in pine, and finally brush out his hair then braid it into a single thick strand coming from the back of his head.  "Speaking of my sisters; you have been living in Amber since your rejuvenation, I assume. What do you know or have you heard about them and their doings? And speak freely; I won't take offense at anything you tell me."  Realmer checks over all of his gear; smooths his Robe, adjusts his weapons belt, pulls out each blade to inspect the edge then sheaths checking each is set for an easy draw, pats his Bone Wand on his right hip, checks a few pockets then nods... then he pauses for more than a moment, then smiles; Rasak conditioning.
*'''Michael James Watson'''
He thinks for a moment.  "Well, Dwynwen is the most visible. She has been a lady in waiting for the queen. Vialle has had her at most public events and she is rumored to be on good terms with Helene du Sarn and the Urien pack. The gossip is that they like her despite her not joining them in...well... joining them...She spends a good deal of time with Dame Margot. And with Arloxedra. She tends to be quiet. Will avoid answering questions about the past. It gives her an air of mystery. Not to put a fine point on it but you and she are the two highest ranked Adask in Amber. Except Hagalta, who is notorious, not notable."  He pause for drinks, looking unwilling at first to go on.  "As for Drixtra, she spends time officially as a lady in waiting to Princess Fiona, maybe her apprentice. She isn't liked by a lot of the nobility. Nasty rumor has her as a lover to Fiona, as well as a couple elites, though all deny it. She has ditched her Elite repeatedly. Spends a lot of time riding. Is seen among the Rangers and is known, been caught, flagrante delicto, with Duncan, the new Warden of Arden. She hasn't exactly fled Amber, but has been seen as far as Diego Raks. She also is rumored to mix with CHAD regulars. That rumor is varied and really ugly. Worse is that its probably true. She has made a bit of a reputation as you might guess that feed into some of the less savory beliefs about the fey as sexually adventurous and not very picky about it. Fey are big gossip these days. Between Donovan defying the King over the Arden Stone and Fey from Golden Circle worlds and other nearby shadows coming to Amber just to see it, there is a lot of talk about them. Fey Royals from Acadia, Thelusia, Adasona, and Sagalina's Downside have all come to see the stone and pay court to Tatiana. Its all pretty low key so far but gentry who had either forgotten or never knew there was a a Fey Court are now talking about it. Drixtra is mixed up in the Swirls. Fey Swirls are starting to make themselves visible in the cities."   He looks uncomfortable but continues.  "She has had several very public rows with the staff of the court. Not the least being with Dame Margot and the Queen. Bleys thinks she's hilarious. Has taken her to the Theater a couple times and to Thin Whip's. So Fey Swirls mixing at Thin Whip's and with the theater crowd, with a few of the royal family, could be trouble.”
*'''Michael James Watson'''
He stands, takes out the green tankard for a pull.  "Since you ask, I should tell you another collection of rumors...Hagalta, Satura, Dwyn, Drixtra are all in the Trump deck, but the cards don't work. Yours does work. Hagalta walked the pattern without permission and Random made him an outlaw for it. There are a lot of rumors that the Hagalta clan is aiming at supplanting the Oberon line. That includes you. And you just 'snuck' someone into getting the pattern, who happens to be one of 'your' people. I know its ridiculous but I'm on the inside of 'your' faction too. So is Dorna now. You may not want to trust her. And again not to put too fine a point on it, you purposefully fostered a dark and dangerous public perception for decades as the Vampire of the Dungeons, coming up only when your presence was demanded. It doesn't matter if all that us bullshit and hype, it's got a grip on the thinking of the general public. Lots of them live on gossip and rumor and rag sheet journalism."  Listening to Gangdis he hears something in his voice,a confidence and command he never had when he was just an old drunk elite. Realmer starts seeing why the drunk old war hero was pushed on him and pushed to grow young. Why he is suddenly in Benedict's staff, and Random's Privy council and Drum council.
It occurs to him that all things considered, random might well replace him with a new elite.
*'''Michael James Watson'''
While Realmer ponders Gangdis, Tesa enters the room, wearing an Adagalask style kimono, freshly bathed. Behind her walks Kyr Dorna.  "Realmer, will you please explain to this woman that I don't need a babysitter? She is being purposefully obtuse."
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
"Sorry, Tesa, but you're a member of the Family now; and all Family Members are assigned a personal Elite Guard."  Realmer nods his head in the direction of Gangdis.  "Whether you like it or not, and whether you like her or not, is irrelevant. Sure, you could ditch her repeatedly, but that is only going to piss off her, Benedict, and King Random. And if you ditch her often enough, King Random and Benedict will find a way to make it impossible for you to ditch your Elite. As your partner, I advise that you find a way to adjust to her constant presence. Who knows, one day she may prove helpful, like Gangdis here. Though he has only had the rare opportunity to protect me from bodily harm, his knowledge and experience has proven to be most helpful and useful."  He turns to Gangdis.  "And thank you for the information and your candor, Gangdis. Though the rumors and gossip spreading about me are pure troll shite, I can see how the public might view my actions of the last several decades in a less than positive way. And I can see how some of my future plans may add to that less-than-positive image. Perhaps I should do something about improving my image with the people of Amber."
He pauses a moment as he ponders the situation.  "But first; breakfast. Let's head into the city and find a nice eatery."
*'''Michael James Watson'''
Tesa nearly shouts, "She took my clothes! Bitch is only alive because my knives were not on them when she moved them! She had this laid out!! This ridiculous outfit!!!"  "Lady Tesa, as you may not know, the common attire for unmarried women, in the realm King Julian rules from is the Furisode kimono. Out of deference to your likelihood to engage in battle, I have seen the sleeves were cut specifically with knife work in mind. I've allowed you to retain your boots since while local conventions deem sandals appropriate, boots of a certain style are also used. If you wish to offend King Julian during your audience today I shall make it clear to him in person that I had appropriate attire ready but you chose to ignore it in order to make as great as possible offense to him, his court, his people, and the world he rules. It is your choice."  "And, LORD Relmopator, She may 'ditch me' as much as she likes, but King Random sent me prepared for her to behave childishly. I carry a device taken through the pattern and connected to her. It will allow me to locate her within the realm, and follow her out of it. And if I chose, it will make a very large bell sound above her head until she touches the device to silence it. I will not be replaced, and I will not be ignored. If Sir Gangdis wishes to take his obligation drunkenly it is his choice and you are the one to make complaints of his behavior to Prince Benedict. Now, Lady Tesa, I assume you want to arm yourself. Let us see about that. I am sure the King will call for you soon."
Tesa looks wide eyed at her then Realmer.  Tesa, "Well? Are you going to do something about this or am I going to kill her?"  Gangdis takes a drink and says, “If you strike her down, She shall become more powerful than you can possibly imagine.”
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
Realmer looks to each of the three as though he wishes to say something to each but is not sure whom to address first; his mouth opens but no sounds comes forth. He closes his mouth. He arches his right eyebrow. He looks to Gangdis first and points with the index finger of his right hand.  “I got that reference. That's a 'quote' of some sort and you just stole it... and you might be right.”  He turns to address Tesa and smiles then sighs.  “No, Partner, I am not going to do something about this and you are not going to kill her. You are going to handle the matter yourself. How you handle the matter is up to you, but remember, you are also a member of the Royal Family of Amber, and sometimes must conduct yourself as such, Lady Tesara. No long lectures this time, Partner.” He gives her a slight bow of respect, Lord to Lady, then turns to look at Dorna.  “You are disruptive to the dynamic of this group, but you're new. I'm sure you will learn to fit in quickly and be more helpful and less disruptive. It is commendable of you to advise Lady Tesa on her attire for her upcoming audience with King Julian but it is her Lady's choice to make how she dresses and who she offends, KYR Dorna, not yours.”  “So... if you're off to see the King...” he turns to Tesa, “I guess breakfast is on hold...? And how do you know Tesa has an audience with King Julian, Kyr Dorna?” Realmer asks as he turns to face her once again.
*'''Michael James Watson'''
Dorna smiles, "Educated guess and timing. Lady Tesara walked the pattern on the permission of King Finndo. He informed King Random. I was summoned by Prince Benedict. I was taken to Vulsara, at 60 to 1 in Amber, and had the recorded feed of 9 years worth of Rasak and 1 year of Adledross, implanted. When i returned King Random had spoken to King Julian, informing him of your arrival. He said he would seek you out and speak to you and Lady Tesara in the morning. It is morning. I am guessing the audience is soon. Let us be clear, sir. I belong to four groups. I am a Ward of the Sword of Dreana, First of the Seventh Legion-Duelists, the Knights of the Elites of Amber, and the protective detail of Lady Tesara. Whatever group you may think I belong to is a misunderstanding on your part. I do not take orders from you. I barely take suggestions from you. Unless King Random, Queen Vialle, or Marshal Benedict tell me otherwise, those are my standing commands. Within the scope of Lady Tesara needs, i shall cooperate, but be clear where my loyalties lie. oh... and the quote is from one of the space programs Prince Benedict enjoys so much."
*'''Michael James Watson'''
Tesa goes pale...."Ah.. You watched everything that happened at Rasak and Adledross?"  Dorna makes a short nod. "Yes, as if from a bird a stone's throw above your head, sound included."  Tesa looks at Realmer. "Did...ah... you see these... ah... images?"
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
"No, Tesa, I saw no such images, for you or anyone at Rasak or Adledross. And I was not aware that such existed until now. Your private life is still private from me."  He turns back to Dorna. "Impressive form of specialized training and information gathering for your assignment. And an impressive list of Groups. But I was using the term 'group' loosely, to refer to 'us', nothing official. And the misunderstanding is yours; I was not giving you any orders as I know you are not under my command nor in my employ. And I really wasn't giving suggestions either; more like advice. And thank you for the origin of the quote; I recall the movie now, something about Mentalist Warrior Monks in a technological setting in outer space and the overthrow of an Evil Overlord's empire."  "So, breakfast on hold... audience with the King... thought that was tomorrow... guess I better dress the part too."  Having lived in Adagalasck for many years and having traveled and studied their/his culture and society, Realmer has his Robe Shift to look more appropriate to the occasion and region, but still in his personal colors.
*'''Michael James Watson'''
"Thank you for the clarification, Lord Relmopator. As for the dramas, I am familiar with them because I did a tour on Vulsar base. It did not suit me. High Technological disciplines were not suited to a duelist. But I have the implants still. Though Prince Benedict and King Vance call them Bionic communication nodes now. That is why Prince Benedict removed me from the Protective services of Lord Henry Mandorson. So, I shall stand ready, Lady Tesara."  Tesa looks at her and says, "My name is Tesa Resa."  Dorna says, "Your birth name was Baroness Theresa di Solvi, your name on the ledgers of York is Tesara of York. In Amber it is Tesara of Amber. I accord you the rank of Lady because the king told me he would handle that in time but to accord the rank absent of the accolade. Because you have attended Rasak i might also call you Sir Tesara if you prefer."  Tesa turns and walks out the door saying, "Knives...I am going to need my knives" Dorna follows her.  Gangdis chuckles, "I'm going to stick to my garb if you don;t mind for now. If Julian wishes to take offense that's his hanging issue"
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
Realmer rolls his eyes at both Tesa and Dorna as they leave the room. He looks to Gangdis and shrugs.  "Wear what you like. I don't think Julian really cares. Dorna is making a bigger thing about this than necessary. And I think she is part of my punishment for sneaking Tesa onto the Pattern."  He gives Gangdis a half smile and another shrug.  "This is going to be a really long day." He sighs.
*'''Michael James Watson'''
Gangdis pours a shot of brandy for the both of you.  "Around Random's 20th, he made the call to the kin. IT was about 9 years before you came to town. Two of the people that came were Doria and Desri, children of Benedict by Lintra you know. Well he thought they were a punishment on him. Bleys was in his drunk phase and it was not clear if he wasn't leading a few of the cousins, including Doria and Desri, into trying to seize the throne. It was a complicated play as it turned out by Maylon Hendrake and Darnuthas rasaka afuras to test Random. I was in the library when it was at its most dangerous. It looked to all of us that Bleys was trying to maneuver Random into war with Chaos. I was just a drunk in the library, off duty, unobserved. But Random and Doria quarreled bitterly till he said something that I think about a lot. More so since traveling with you.  He said, "Look, I may have to kill a brother in the next half hour, ok? I will think about if I need to imprison a niece later. Setting priorities, my dear, is a requirement of kingship."  "Perhaps Random is multitasking and setting priorities. he has a new Amberite who appeared out of no where and a troublesome cousin who brought her, and his lackadaisical elite. Dorna is an elegant way to tweak all of us. It is also a way to show respect to the Dreanans, an annoying people, that Random respects them by using one of their celebrity elites. Dorna is known to have been taken as a lover in her youth by no less then Markosi Brolic. So, priorities"
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
"I see your point, Gang... fresh out of Rasak and I sneak someone onto the Pattern, someone King Random has had a vision about, a vision I was also in; a dark vision. Plus the dark public image that I fostered and my unusual associates... I can see how it must all look from the outside. I see why Dorna was given this assignment." His sighs. "This is going to be an adjustment for all of us. But perhaps it will be for the best... time will tell." He picks up one of the shots of brandy and shoots it down.
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
"Perhaps that is it exactly. If we bend first, conform a bit where needed, maybe she will loosen up a bit. Plus it could help with our image. Getting Tesa to go along with this might be difficult."
*'''Michael James Watson'''
He nods, "Perhaps, rather then bending her to our will, we should bend a little toward hers?"  "Tesa is a mimic if she needs to be. A hell of a liar. She will make do. I've known Dorna's type for centuries. Only a few did not break. But I've spent a lot of time on Dreana in the past. I tend to agree with Bleys. Dour fucks. Ridged backs is their way of life. I have only met a few i liked and Dorna isn't one of them.
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
"Well, let's see how Tesa gets through her first audience with a King and Amber Royal. And whether she offends anyone or attacks Dorna. And I suddenly recall dealing with someone much like Dorna during my Adventuring Years; a Paladin named Vladimir... really uptight, took everything way too seriously and personally.. and he was always watching me, the Necromancer, like a vulture waiting for its food to die."
He peers down the hall, then looks towards the door leading out of the suite.  "I sure hope we can get this over with quickly and painlessly; I am rather hungry and looking forward to the egg dish Tesa described."
Realmer pulls out his Green Mandalay Stone with his right hand then cross-body draws his Bone Wand with his left hand then has it Shift into the Scrimshawed Bone Staff. Then he places the Green Stone into an eye socket of a carved skull at the top of the staff then tells the Staff to bond with the Stone and incorporate its powers. He then gives the Staff some directives on how he wants its Shifted Forms to look; the Staff and Wand will have green vines wrapped around them, the other undead animal and monster forms will be bone and vine (like the Necrobotany).

====<big>High King Julian, his Titular Queen Ninaaratres & their daughter Sadashi</big>====

*'''Michael James Watson'''
The long corridors display an elegance unusual in other parts of Adagalask. The lights are glowing rather then candles. The colors are in red and whites.  Tesa, Realmer, Gangdis and Dorna are led to a great hearth with long couches on either side.   Nearest the fire is Julian in a montsuki kimono in purple over white. A katana sits near his hand. In a corner is a large hairy man in Arden Ranger's attire. He seems familiar.  Julian rises, bows, waves to the seats, stepping up to take Tesa's hand and forestalling an awkward bow, guiding her to the seat closest to the fire on the sofa across from him. He takes his seat again.  Julian waits, knowing he must speak first.  
"Tesara....I am your Uncle Julian... it is sometimes awkward when our family gathers.. ah, Gangdis, Please do not take offense but this is a family meeting. Please take the terrifying Dorna over to discuss security arrangements with my majordomo. No.. you do not have permission to object, Dame Dorna."  Dorna looks angry but does as bidden.  Julian waits till they have gone and turns to Realmer, "Dorna ag Brolic? If Random's request to arrest you and Tesa when i saw you wasn't enough seeing her here would do. So... where shall we start? You have come into my realm, there for family custom demands you answer first."
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
“Perhaps I should start with the series of events that put the both of us in your Realm, King Julian. As you know, Tesa was traveling with me when I first came to Adagalasck and continued to work with me during my stay. When we left, I got permission for her to attend Rasak as a form of payment for her loyal service and in the hopes she would continue to work with me in the future. While there, she met Alexadir kos Korag and they became involved. The night before the Graduation Ceremony on Rasak, while sitting on the beach on Adledross, Benedict joined me and we talked of many things until the sun rose. One of them was Tesa and her family line; I was unaware she was Family until that night. He also addressed concern over Alex getting involved with her, though he did not say why specifically.”  “After leaving Rasak and arriving in Amber, I met with King Random and we spoke at length about Tesa's genealogy and her ties to the Amber Family Line. He also expressed some concern due a Vision he, and others, had had while sitting the Oracle of Night. A vision involving Tesa, Alex and myself in some way. I had planned to contact Tesa after graduation but talking with Benedict and Random gave me a little more motivation to do it sooner rather than later. And so I did and so I joined her in Shadow. Then Tolknor arrived, put Tesa under a Sleep Spell, and then told me much about his great granddaughter's lineage, playing the role of doting great grandfather the whole time, then he left.”
“With the sudden family history lessons from the Lord Marshall and King Random and all this attention from powerful people suddenly falling upon Tesa, I thought the best course of action would be to arm her with her Birthright to help her defend herself against those that would try to use her. So, I explained to Tesa about her being Family and about walking the Pattern and let her decide. And since I have access to a Pattern, I took her to Ambir, where we met Finndo who was guarding the Pattern. He said Dworkin had given permission for Tesa to walk the Pattern and so she did. Finndo talked with me and also talked about Tesa's family line, and much about Av Reet. Then, when Tesa reached the center of the Pattern, Finndo sent us here, to Adagalasck, where he said we would be relatively safe, as Av Reet was not likely to come here due to the ease with which Stair Realms can be sealed.”
*'''Michael James Watson'''
He whistles softly, "Random, Benedict, and Av Reet? That's a rough introduction. And you side stepped Random's customary orientation too. No wonder he's mad. I guess my question is are you seeking asylum, Tesa? That is probably Random's first fear. Benedict's is that you will take service with Av Reet. Arloxedra's first fear is that you will lead Conf to the throne of Amber. Conf is something of a pet peeve of Arloxedra's. What say you, Tesa?"  She looks around, "to be honest, i am looking for someplace to sleep for a month without fearing assassins or new kin. I never thought much of family and now i have more then i can comprehend."
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
Realmer suppresses a chuckle and tries to hide his smile.
*'''Michael James Watson'''
Julian looks at Realmer and nods, tries to suppress a laugh and fails. he has a soft laugh but Realmer realizes its the first time he has ever heard him laugh, and possibly the first time he has ever heard of him laughing.
He says, " I understand that feeling entirely. It's the reason Random put out the Call to the Kin, in 5220 or so. We had Martin, Merlin, Arloxedra, Derek, Truman, Duncan, Galvar, and Elayne that we knew about of the cousins. Then in short order we had Doria, Desri, Vance, Geryon, Mark, Stryker, Rene, Nicholas, and Zachary. That was when Random got Delwin to return too. Then we had Rinaldo and Dalt show up. "  He pauses for dramatic effect as tea is brought. Green tea.  "Then the sweet as vinegar Maylon Hendrake showed up with her Heirs and Spares page and revealed that Chaos had the Benedict Lintra line. That was too much then. But in time Osric and Finndo turned up alive as did Elfwine, Adrian and ...on and on.. It is a bit much"
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
Realmer looks to Tesa and say apologetically, "I'm sorry for making you grow up sooner than you may have wanted to. But it was going to happen sooner or later, and I thought sooner would be better."
*'''Michael James Watson'''
Tesa scowls, "I'm not a child. I never had a childhood.”  Julian says, "Well maybe you will now. I've had several and I am hardly the most adventurous of our breed. Random had childhoods till the day he walked into Flora's house in Westchester to join his banner to Corwin's. After that it was a close thing for him. He survived returning to Rebma, attempting to assassinate Eric, and fighting the battle of Patternfall. Our kind does not have a decade of youth, a decade of teenage years, and then embark on adulthood. We grow as need makes us. We become childish when circumstances allow us. Our race was born in Chaos, Tesa. You think your youth was hard? Filled with abuses? Talk to Vek Hendrake. That's kind of what i consider the line for hard childhoods. I've thought a lot about this recently."  He turns as a young woman enters. Bright purple hair, pale Adask skin, bright green eyes. She wears a kimono with purple and green floral patterns . She wears a wakizashi and tanto at her waist as Julian does. Rising, he takes her hands and seats her beside him.  "Relmopator, Tesara, allow me to introduce my daughter Sadashi."  She gives a slight incline of her head as she sits next to Julian.
"My mother Ninaartess will be joining us in a moment. Welcome to Henexumia."
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
When Julian rises, Realmer uses the Rasak Battle Sign Language and makes a quick gesture to Tesa to 'stand' as he rises to his feet with Julian. Once Sadashi and Julian are seated, Realmer sits glancing at Tesa then back to Sadashi and Julian.  "Well Met, by Moonlight and Magic, Princess Sadashi. And thank you for welcoming us here. I look forward to seeing your mother again; it has been many years since last we spoke."
*'''Michael James Watson'''
Sadashi inclines her head, looks to Julian, "My father tells me that you both spent a great deal of time over in Blomsia at the North Stair. My mother speaks highly of you, sir. Though she speaks carefully. I suspect she does not tell me everything. I've spent time there of course, and met Ambassador Roth often. He tells wonderful tales about the Family of Amber. Especially of Prince Corwin. I look forward to meeting them but mother says they will have to come here to make that occur. Do you think this possible? "
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
"If I have learned one thing, Princess, it is that in this Great Multiverse we live in, anything is possible. And I am pleased to hear that The Mistress of the North Wind still speaks well of me. It has been many years since I came to Adagalasck and met your mother and Opened the Way. Times were more tumultuous back then... not like now under your father's rule."  He smiles and bows his head politely to Sadashi and Julian.
*'''Michael James Watson'''
She looks at her father, smiles, "Oh he is a benevolent tyrant to be sure. He has allowed me weapons training, wilderness craft, and small sailing ships, but not sorcery. Still, he has allowed me to takes the Spiral of the Four Winds though that was really mother's say "
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
"Your father honored me and also graciously allowed me to take the Spiral of the Four Winds, for my service to him and Adagalasck. I bear the Mark proudly and use the Sigil wisely. When one day you do learn Sorcery, it will hold your Spells well; it is a sturdy framework."
*'''Michael James Watson'''
From the door a voice says, "Yes it is. And it will become stronger. Much stronger. We know where the Red Sword is. All we need now is the will to take it."  Ninaartes enters the room, dressed in the the black and white designs of the North Stair.  "To do that we need people of an adventurous nature. Do you know any?"
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
Realmer stand when Ninaartes enters the room and bows slightly.  "Queen Ninaaratres; it is good to see you again. And I know many adventurous people, but whether they are available is another matter. I, myself, have other commitments that may keep me busy longer than you may wish to wait. My apologies. I'm sure you recall Tesa, from our time traveling across the lands of Adagalasck and in Blomsia. Or, as she is now more formally known; Lady Tesara."
*'''Michael James Watson'''
She nods, "I do remember Lady Tesara. I wondered what the riddle of her magical genetics were at the time. Shadowed with the intent to hide them. They are more clear now. Welcome Lady Tesara."
Tesa bows, "Thank you, your majesty. I find it strange to be accorded such rank. I guess i will have to grow into it."  She laughs, "Yes, you will. And that should include knowing that if you travel with someone you have a right to sway them when offers such as mine come along. But not today.. Now, please, let us break our fast in earnest."
*'''Michael James Watson'''
As breakfast goes by Julian takes Realmer aside, "You have a real problem with Random. He is pissed purple but he is practical. I've a suggestion on what to do if you want to mend those bridges. I've a passel of royals across the world, young, and they have some very unusual ways of thinking. I want to bring a little outside understanding. Would you help me set up a branch of the University of Fantalin? What i had in mind was general sciences, cosmology, history of various realms, and the Royal Rights course. Diaga has a campus, So does Calrabon. I'm sure Aries will agree. If we set it up and let it be known that Tesa and Sadashi are attending it, Random might be calmer when he gets here?"
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
"A most excellent idea, Cousin. I have been pondering how to make amends with King Random. And I have also been pondering how to bring some of the more radical factions of Adagalasck, especially those still loyal to Hagalta, into the new age. It would seem that Education is the answer. Aries has already asked me to teach at Fantalin so I'm fairly confident he will agree to a new campus here, especially since I will be involved. If I may make additional suggestions... add Magic Studies, both Theory and Practical Use. And teach both Low and High Order Magics. Most importantly, make the general studies courses available to all, not just the royals, the privileged, the wealthy and the gifted."  "And yes, it might indeed calm Random's ire. I will contact Aries soon and begin the process. Do you already have a location in mind?"
*'''Michael James Watson'''
"First step of the West Stair, just outside the city. The realm is of good temperature, one sun, one moon, a couple roving weather systems. About 8 million sq kilometers. It has a few good cities in the 200k range in a later renaissance level technology. About what Amber was under Oberon. They could use some Urban improvement. There is a lot of back and forth between the stair realm and the city so it won't surprise them when your crews show up. The immediate city inside the gate is where it will be best. There is a collection of 20 manor houses in the eastern district that are the property of the crown. You can have them all. I have a contact with the mole people Random used to put in plumbing in Amber. I'd suggest getting construction crews from Vulsar. For anything between the locals and the crown use Sadashi. She is efficient that way. make sure she attends classes. SADASHI! " She looks surprised but walks over.  "Yes?"  Julian says, "Realmer has agreed. So, as of now he is Dean of the Adagalask University and you are his ward. Behave now." Julian turns and walks away quickly, towards Nina.
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
Realmer looks surprised for an instant, then as Julian quickly walks away, Realmer narrows his eyes at his retreating form and the look on his face is one of both irritation and admiration. Then he smiles, looks to Sadashi and nods his head respectfully. Then he follows King Julian back to the seating area and addresses him.
"Of course, I graciously accept the position of Dean and the Guardianship of my new Ward, Majesty, and all the responsibilities there in. But my responsibilities will be many and I will not always have time to watch over my new Ward, in the way Tesara is watched over by Dorna and I am watched over by Gangdis. Will the Crown of Adagalasck be providing a personal bodyguard for Princess Sadashi, or is that also one of my new responsibilities?"
*'''Michael James Watson'''
Sadashi says, "I do not need a bodyguard, dammit!"  Tesa says, "I said just the same thing!!"  Nina says, "Indeed? How did that work out?"  Tesa smiles, "Dorna is outside the door I would guess. Ah...King Julian, Queen..."  Julian says, "Tesa, unless we are in court or having a formal function were are family. Julian will do.."  She nods, "ok, I suppose if I had attended the Royal Rights course I would know that. Well then, Julian, why not make a package deal. I'll be Sadashi's body guard. Dorna seems fit enough to look out for both of us and frankly unless Sadashi is a ninja there is a good chance I'm a better fighter then she or Dorna. We can keep each other up on our schooling and complain about our parents together."  Sadashi, who may not have given Tesa second glance till now, looks at her, leans her head to the side, then looks to her parents with wide interested eyes."  Julian looks to Realmer, "What do you think?"
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
Realmer raises an eyebrow and smiles at Tesa's sudden interest in helping out and her interest in Sadashi... and Sadashi's sudden interest in Tesa as well... perhaps a peer thing, being they are both female and of the same general age.  "I think it's a creative solution, to be certain. And as the Dean I can make sure they share the same classes and schedules. But Dorna will not be responsible for watching over Sadashi, Tesara, you will be; you just made an offer to the King to accept the responsibility of bodyguard for his daughter. Dorna's responsibility is to watch over you and no one else. But I'm sure she'll watch the both of you regardless."  "And Tesara; since Sadashi is my Ward, as her bodyguard you will take orders from me regarding her protection and safety, but I am open to suggestions, as you know. Are we clear, Partner?"  "And Sadashi, as your Guardian, I expect you to respect my wishes in regards to your education and your safety. And if Tesara is trying to protect you from harm, then you are to listen to her if she gives you orders. Is that understood?"  
*'''Michael James Watson'''
Tesa agrees, "I know that if you go all out to order me to do anything there is probably a good reason for it. So it sounds fine."   Sadashi smiles, "Have I ever argued with you before?"  Tesa smiles broadly, visions of mischief dancing in her head.
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
Realmer gives Sadashi a stern look, and means it.  "THAT, was not an acceptable answer, Sadashi; THAT was a question. It is considered rude to answer a question with a question. Especially when evading answering. Now, will you please answer my question appropriately."
*'''Michael James Watson'''
"If you give me an order I am sure you are not doing so without cause. So I will follow it. But ordering me to be your scullery maid will be ignored. But in situations of danger I would of course comply. I will not comply to an order beneath the dignity of a princess of the realm, sir. Such and order I a m certain my mother and father would not approve of either."  Julian says, "You might be surprised, dear, what indignities i might allow, if appropriate."
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
Realmer nods to Julian and then Sadashi.  "I most certainly would not order you do anything beneath your station, unless it is appropriate, Princess. The University of Fantalin has Rules and Codes of Conduct for all students, regardless of station. And appropriate Disciplinary Actions for offenses committed against those Rules and Codes. I assure you, you will be treated fairly as a student and my orders as your Guardian will be just and justified. And thank you for your clear and detailed answer, Sadashi, it is appreciated. I'm sure Tesa will tell you that I am usually easy going and not a harsh disciplinarian, unless I need to be. I look forward to getting to know you, teaching you what I can and learning from you what you are willing to share."  He bows respectfully to Sadashi then turns to Julian and Ninaartes.  "Is there anything else Your Majesties' would require of me in regards to the University or the Guardianship of your Daughter? And what is the name of that Realm off the First Stair? And the name of city the University will be located in? And is the Time Flow there faster than that of Adagalasck? It would certainly be a benefit for several reasons; planning and construction time, time needed to set up curriculum and staffing, time students spend at the University vs time spent away from their homes... I'm sure you see my point.”
*'''Michael James Watson'''
Julian says, "The city, realm, and step are called First Step. They have an economy of names. They are almost as bad with money as the Dreanans. Getting local help in construction might be tricky because they don't use clocks. So unless you tell them to show up at dawn, dusk, or noon they are pretty much impossible to plan on. Time relations are tricky. These days Adagalask is roughly 101 to Amber but it changes. First Step is 5 to one Adagalsk, but it changes. Time being flexible is a common thing here."  Nina adds, "Its in the fundamental principles of the Sigil. Flexibility of Time. It has to do with the sigil having been forged on a piece of Calmir's Kangular. Time flexibility"
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
"Well, the currently faster Time Flow of both First Step and Adagalasck compared to Amber will be more than helpful. I believe I will stick with Construction Crews from Vulsar; for punctuality, reliability, speed and durability of construction. And I believe the first building constructed with contain a clock tower."
He chuckles then continues.  "Once I, we, get approval for a Fantilin Campus, we can begin the rest. If you will allow me a few minutes to contact Aries, I should be able to get the stone rolling, officially."  Realmer steps a bit away from the sitting area but not likely out of earshot and certainly still easily visible. Because Realmer does not have a Trump of Aries Colbrese, he draws out a glass sphere from an inside pocket of his Robe, holds it in his left hand and performs the required Ritual to contact him via the Trump Power of the Spiral of the Four Winds.  He uses the Yellow Mandalay Stone in the Ring on his right hand to boost his efforts. First, he clears his mind, then he thinks on Aries Colbrese; the Dean of Fantalin at Thelusia, the man who welcomed him to the University when he first came to Amber, the man who took him to meet Hagalta for the first time, the man who was there when he learned his mother still lived, received her Ring and learned who had kidnapped her. Then he pictures Aries face in his mind as he stares into the glass sphere, focuses his Psyche, then Incants quietly: 'By the Four Winds of the Spiral; North, South, West, East.' Then with his right hand he traces The Spiral in the air around the glass sphere, starting away from the sphere, on the outer edge of The Spiral and spiraling his way to the center, the glass sphere, which he touches as the tracery of The Spiral ends and Contact is made.
[ I took some liberty with the description for how the Spiral Trump Power works. You vaguely mentioned a 'ritual' needed to create a holographic image in the glass sphere for contact and transport... soooo.... I thought I would make it up for you]  “Aries, it's Lord Relmopator of Amber. It has been some time and it is good to see you. I have considered your offer to teach, but have found, perhaps, a better offer... or more precisely, an offer I could not refuse. King Julian of Adagalasck would like to open a campus of the University of Fantalin in a Realm called First Step just off of the West Stair in Adagalasck. He wants me to be the Dean and arrange the construction and setting up of classes and faculty and such. I was hoping you would approve of this and help out with some plans for a campus, documents on the Rules and Codes of Conduct, courses offered, detailed cirruculms for those courses, and... well, you get the idea. And any and all recommendations for Faculty would be more than appreciated. Oh, and anything you have on the Powers of Djinn or the summoning of Masoja of Air Dufiro would also be greatly appreciated. I promise, I will teach at Fantalin Thelusia one day, but it seems I have been roped into this whether I like it or not.”
*'''Michael James Watson'''
"Well, this is a surprise. I've been thinking of you recently. You are in Adagalask? Quite a place i hear. And YOU are to be the DEAN? Interesting. I will discuss the matter in person. The method you are scrying with doesn't include transport. Let me call you back on a Trump. Adagalasak--10ish to 1. Give me a few hours your time. Then expect my call. Fair enough?"
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
"Fair enough. I'll be expecting your call."  Realmer breaks contact and puts the glass sphere back into a random pocket, then he draws out a Trump from his sleeve and keeps the subject hidden from view, then he contacts Fort. Once contact is established he communicates mentally only.  ~Fort, I feel bad for shirking my duty and pushing it all on to you, but can you take care of the Masons in Dakota without me...? Or perhaps, contact me once you find them and I will join and help as needed...? I have been waylaid in a Royal way and I cannot get out of it. Though the Time Flow is faster here than Amber, and possibly faster than the Shadow the Masons are located in, I am still concerned about leaving the matter unaddressed for too long and I am unsure of the exact length of my obligation here. I hope you understand.~
*'''Michael James Watson'''
~I'll manage it. No worry~
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
~Thank you, Fort. Contact me later with the details.~  He breaks contact and returns to the group and slips the Trump back up his sleeve.  "I have spoken briefly with Aries, and he wants to discuss the matter in person. He will be contacting me within the next few hours to transport here for negotiations. Perhaps we could tour the location before he arrives, perhaps even bring him there."
*'''Michael James Watson'''
Nina says, "Aries Colbresi is coming here? Really?"
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
"Yes, that is what he said. He knew I was in Adagalasck and said he wanted 'to discuss the matter in person'. ".
*'''Michael James Watson'''
Julian looks curiously at Nina who says, "Then we look forward to seeing him."  Nina walks to the far side of the room looking out the window.  Julian asks a few questions about staffing, courses, and suggests a few natives who might make good instructors.  Realmer feels a trump contact.
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
Realmer feels it is far too soon for Aries or Fort, so he politely gives Julian the 'one moment' gesture, then pulls out his KR Trump Deck to see if he can tell who is calling. Regardless of identifying the caller, he will still be cautious allowing the contact.
*'''Michael James Watson'''
(I assumed Julian and he talked for an hour at least. )  Aries appears..."I am ready. Pull me through."
Stepping in he looks around, sees Julian first. "Julian, congratulations. How is the king business for you? It must be quite a change from Arden."  Julian shakes his hand, "Indeed. The responsibilities are very different. "
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
"Aries, welcome to the West Stair of Adagalasck. So, you wished to discuss the matter in person; well, here you are, let us discuss the matter."
*'''Michael James Watson'''
Nina says, "No. I am shocked you dared set foot in my realm. Did you think your life so secure that i would not rend you? Find solace in solitude."  Aries disappears.
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
Realmer stands slack jawed, looking from Nina to Julian silently.
*'''Michael James Watson'''
Julian stands, "NINA!!! We discussed this. We rule together. You did this without discussing it with me!"
*'''Michael James Watson'''
Nina scowls, "And he locked the door on Emilisa and I for 5000 years in Amber. That's 50,000 years here, beloved. Oberon convicted us, and he built the prison. You were there... Oberon declared us criminals and slung us into this place.. And Aries raised the bars and turned the keys. If Emiliesa had been here she would have slain him instantly, and you know it. He can suffer for a time. I will speak no more of this matter till breakfast tomorrow. Then, "looking at Realmer, "You may petition for his release. Sadashi, behave. Husband, I am going to visit my sister. I will be back tomorrow morning, maybe." She steps aside, becomes 2 dimensional, and disappears.  Tesa whispers,, "well, that sets the bar on family behavior."
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
Realmer looks to Tesa and says: "That sets _A_ bar on Family behavior, not THE bar."  He turns to Julian. "I had no idea Aries was involved in the sealing of Adagalasck. If I had, perhaps I would have been more cautious in bringing him here. Do you believe Aries is in pain, danger or fear for his life?"
*'''Michael James Watson'''
Julian frowns, "Maybe. It breaks an agreement between us too. I can't see him. I'm going to go have an argument with my wife"
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
"Well, this is awkward and uncomfortable" Realmer says to no one in particular.  He looks to Sadashi and smiles uncomfortably.  "Parents can be so problematic; my father is the difficult one in my family. But you may already know that."  He chuckles lightly.  "This may take some time... perhaps you and Tesara should get acquainted while I pace nervously."  Again a light chuckle, but a hint more nervous sounding this time.
*'''Michael James Watson'''
Test says to Samadhi, "He may be at this till tomorrow. Why don't you show me the town. We'll see who of the three of us runs fastest."  Sadashi smiles,"I know a fine oyster restaurant. And I am a fine runner."
Test leads her out, cast a hand sign for Realmer to call her if needed."
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
Realmer sends a thought to Bob: ~Keep your eye on them, stay hidden and if anything goes awry, let me know immediately... even if something seems suspicious, let me know.~  Realmer then pulls out the last unset Mandalay Stone, the Purple one. He tells his Robe to bond with the Stone and Shape Shift an Amulet for it, with a heavy link chain and simple round Medallion, both of Mithril. The Amulet is not separate from the Robe but part of it, so it will not fall away from Realmer's chest when he leans forward or moves around, preventing it from getting in the way, snagging on things or being easily grabbed. Though, at Realmer's desire, the Amulet may be pulled away from his chest, but never fully removed from the Robe itself. Then he places the Purple Mandalay Stone into the center of the round Mithril medallion.  Realmer knows that when Tesa and Sadashi ran from the room, Dorna would have seen them and followed, which means Gangdis would have seen them too and would certainly be coming to join him soon enough... until then, he paces nervously.
*'''Michael James Watson'''
Gangdis enters laughing.  "Dorna may decide the best way to project Tesa is to keep her tied to a bunk. They walked off together with Tesa trying to explain what a tavern is and where one was here. So....what about the plan?”
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
"The plan, Gang? The plan has changed so much since you left the room it barely resembles the original. That purple haired young lady you saw running out of here with Tesa is Sadashi, the daughter of Julian and Nina and my new Ward. Julian wants to open a campus of the University of Fantalin here in Adagalasck and he wants me to be the Dean. He suggested that it might be a good way to educate some of the Royals of Adagalasck and put me back in good graces with King Random. He also wants Tesa and Sadashi enrolled there. So, I contacted Aries Colbrese and he came here to discuss the matter. That's where everything went sideways. Nina apparently still bears a grudge against him for the sealing of Adagalasck thousands of years ago and she made him disappear... I am assuming she transported him off to some sealed stair realm somewhere. Then she left the room saying that perhaps she'll let him out tomorrow. Julian has chased after her to have an argument. The girls have run off to get acquainted and have some fun."  Realmer sighs heavily. "What have I gotten myself into, Gangdis?"
*'''Michael James Watson'''
Sadashi looks pale, even for an Adask, seeing her mother behave like that
*'''Michael James Watson'''
Gangdis thinks a moment. "I'll answer you but let me just see I have it right."  He drinks from his green tankard, " King Random is pissed you got Tesa on the pattern without his approval. King Finndo, an ex-king and apparently a behind the scenes power house did give permission which he may or may not have the right to do and thats a issue between Random and him. I was mostly Drunk during the Interregnum and the Repair and I attended Queen Margot's court. Finndo was like a dark angel protecting the realm but he and Osric spent most the time yelling at each other which made everyone hellishly nervous. Finndo is who got Margot drunk and convinced her if the universe was ending Amber needed a ruling queen at least once. He is who crowned her. He and Arloxedra nearly went to the mattresses over it though he was drunk as hell too. First time i ever saw two pattern wizards raise huge glowing Patterns against each other for battle. It was Elayne who stopped it. She kicked Finndo in the balls and gave Arlo the evil eye every husband fears."  Another gulp.  “Secondly, King Julian being such a pal dumped a massive years long obligation on you disguised as a way to calm Random down.”  “Third, he pushed a troublesome daughter on you to keep her out of his hair.”  “Fourth, Tesa volunteered to be the girl's guard. I heard that as she came out and dragged Dorna off with them.”  “Fifth, After Julian suggested creating a University of Fantalin branch here, you suggested Aries Colbriese as a conduit to creating it. When he arrived Queen Ninaartes banished him and then fled. King Julian was as shocked as you. So it sounds like Julian didn't know about her issues with Aires. I've known Julian for thousands of years. Stern, controlling, disciplined, but not unreasonable. He is clever enough to survive the politics of Oberon's court but he did it by mostly staying in Arden. However, it seems the idea of creating a university, in this world of all things, is a bit out of his reasoning circles. Did he come up with an idea that would have brought his wife's mortal enemy here? We spent a lot of time here once upon a time, and around her. She is easily clever enough to manipulate a straightforward thinker like Julian. She has him wound around her finger enough to make him abandon Arden and Amber for her. She may have told him flat out to get Aries here if thats what she wants and might have told him how.“  “Sixth, we have Tesa and Sadashi and Dorna out on the town.”  “It seems we have a number of hours before any of these resolves. I'd like to find someplace to drink heavily. This First Step city sounds like a good place to start. Gives us more time. So, shall we?”
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
"Just a point of clarification: Finndo said he got permission from Dworkin for Tesa to walk the Pattern. He also said that Dworkin was watching the whole thing. When I pulled Dworkin's Trump out I already felt as if Contact was already there, so that could confirm that Dworkin was watching and aware of what was going on. When I contacted him to make sure it was safe for Tesa to walk the Pattern, he said it was. But other than that, you got it all right on the mark. And the way you describe it, it sounds like I have been duped repeatedly as well as getting the Shite End of the Stick." He sighs heavily again and shakes his head.  "And yes; drinking heavily does sound like a good idea, but not necessarily a productive one... but visiting First Step and checking out the place AS we drink heavily is a purely genius plan. Yes, Gangdis, let's get out of here before anything else goes sideways and I get duped or dumped on again."  Realmer puts his arm around Gang's shoulders in a friendly manner and leads him out the room the way they came in. As he passes a guard or member of the household staff, he asks for directions on how to exit the premises and the direction of the West Stair.
*'''Michael James Watson'''
After walking, having some from the Green Tankard along the way, before entering the First Step he says,
"Ah.. Well...Which is more likely? Finndo got permission from Dworkin to let Tesa walk the pattern even though it is technically Randoms call to make. Meaning Dworkin did so knowing it would anger the king. Or...Finndo lied. I hate to speak ill of a King of Amber but I think he lied to you. The possibility of switching the blame onto Dworkin might amuse Finndo, who in my experience, is an ass."
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
"Well..... ..... it is entirely possible that Finndo lied about the whole thing... and even faked the Dworkin Trump Contact; he IS one hell of a Pattern Sorcerer by all accounts. And he openly admitted that he did not care if he pissed of the King or Dworkin... or anyone for that matter. And he did trick both Tesa and I, by lying, while we were at the Pattern, just for his own gratification and amusement.... yes, that man is DEFINITELY an Ogre's Ass."  "And Julian... I thought we had a better rapport; he said he was deeply indebted to me for reuniting him with his wife. However, if Nina is controlling him, which is entirely possible considering her Fey Powers, then all bets are off. It would explain a lot."   Realmer finds he is a bit agitated by the whole debacle and needs to calm his nerves a bit. He pulls out thin cigar, lights it with a flame from his fingertip and inhales deeply, then exhales multi-colored smoke. He takes a second drag, much larger than the first, holds it a bit, then exhales a huge cloud of rainbow smoke. He visibly relaxes as then continue their way down the West Stair to the first step and First Step.  "But... Nina seemed surprised that Aries was coming here and Julian did not. And Julian seemed very surprised and offended by Nina's actions. I do not believe Julian knowingly manipulated me into getting Aries here... but he certainly could have knowingly manipulated me into helping with the University and taking his daughter as a Ward... but the IDEA of the University does sound a bit out of his normal thinking... but he is a King now, and that can make one become very responsible and learn what it takes to run a Kingdom, so he could have come up with the idea on his own... but it did seem planned, for sure. And I could surely see Nina planning and manipulating the whole situation and Julian and me to get what she wanted."  He puffs a few times, exhaling multi-colored smoke rings.  "This day just keeps getting better and better" he says sarcastically. "Can't wait to see how the Citizens of First Step are going to react to us."
*'''Michael James Watson'''
"Well, lets start by not killing them."
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
"A very wise suggestion. Perhaps we shouldn't start any fights either. Nor be insulting."  Realmer laughs and takes another puff. Once arriving at the first step, Realmer will use his Spiral Power to shift them into the realm off of the first step called First Step.

====<big>First Step, the Odaraxta, Bannerlord Xorit & the Clan Blade of Kalota</big>====

*'''Michael James Watson'''
Stepping up the the grand stair the first thing Realmer notices is that the Spiral isn't necessary. Traffic seems to be coming and going with animal drawn carriages, human powered litters, rickshaws, and dog or goat pulled wagons. There is a fair amount of foot traffic in both directions.  Entering the First Step he finds a world under two moons with frequent shooting stars. The lighting seems to be small glow lamps using oils but he notes a few magical ones as well. The city seems busy for what must be full night.  Walking down a ways they come to a plaza where traffic splits off. A merchant area smells of cooking meats. Off to a side of the merchant area he sees businesses with a tankard hanging on the pole sticking from the front. Foot traffic suggests theses are taverns
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
"A busy Night Life; I like that. Good for a University city." He nudges Gangdis. "Look. Food to one side, drinks to the other."  He points to the food stalls then the Hanging Tankards. He moves in the direction of both, weaving back and forth across the street to look at the food and look into the taverns. If something looks or smells particularly good, he will buy some food.  "What do you think, Gang? See a suitable tavern? Or maybe we could find something more upscale? Maybe we could move over towards the eastern part of town, where those manor houses Julian mention are, then find a tavern in that area, near where the future university will be."
*'''Michael James Watson'''
He looks among the food vendors and wanders over, motioning for you to look to the taverns.  A few moments later he returns with a rack of 8 skewers. Noticing it there seem to be people coming into the tavern with rack of skewers. A tavern boy comes out and throws a basket of skewers into a steel box filled with them.  Entering the tavern it seems pretty subdued. Men and women eating and drinking, general conversation. Not very rowdy.
A wench comes up, "Sirs, there is space over at those three tables. Its a warm night so the hearth isn't lit. Wine, Beer, or Juice?"
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
"A strong beer for the both of us, thank you."  He hands her a Red gem coin then heads to one of the open tables she indicated.  "Seems rather quiet, despite being so busy. Perhaps we picked the sedate tavern."
He chuckles, takes a seat so he can see as much of the common room as possible and the doorway. He puts his back to a wall if possible.
*'''Michael James Watson'''
A few moments later she returns with two tankards and a pitcher.  "Excuse me, whats this?" Showing the gem coin
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
"That is a Gem Coin. Is it not the form of payment here? I have other types of coin available."
*'''Michael James Watson'''
"What's a coin? Its pretty. I could get a hole punched in it for a string, if that's ok?"
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
"You may do with it what you wish, it is yours now. A coin is a method of payment for goods or services. If you do not know what a coin is, how do people pay for things?"
*'''Michael James Watson'''
"You speak curiously. " She waves to another table.  "Thank you for the pretty Koin" She walks over and get a full pitcher and takes it over to the other table going about her work
*'''Michael James Watson'''
Gangdis looks around. "Figures.. I asked the vendor for 4 skewers, figuring we would get food here. He asked for how many people, i said two, he gave me 8 skewers. I waited but was pushed away by other ah..customers. I wasn't asked for payment. "
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
Realmer chuckles and tries the beer.  "I still find it strange when I visit worlds and realms that do not have a form of currency or trade. this could makes things interesting for the University and visiting students."
*'''Michael James Watson'''
"You spent most your time up in the courts during your ambasadorship as i remember. Not as much in the city. That was Blomish and i thought it was just a Blomish thing.. Tesa had a hell of a time up there. Stealing was easy. they had a trade system in gems but they didn't seem to take much care in what they meant. Often didn't even use them. She picked up a small hook knife at a place i picked up a boot knife. We got them for a few gems that wouldn't feed an adventurer for a week. At least it was a trade system. Here they seem to have taken it to the extreme "
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
He takes a drink of his beer, relights his cigar, inhales and blows out smoke rings.  "I have seen a few societies out in Shadow that existed purely without monetary or trade systems, and I have seen both extremes; a society where everyone gets what they need and a near total lack of greed... and... a society where a few control everything for 'the good of the people', while hording foods and medicines and other necessities and doling out those supplies in miserly ways. This realm, and Adagalasck in general, seem to be the former... at least as far as I have seen. We should certainly spend more time exploring the city and learning the ways of it peoples."  Realmer looks around the room and studies the people there; staff and patrons alike. He also watches the street through the open door and any windows. He watches their behaviors and mannerisms and he listens to those conversations he can easily hear. He is trying to read the mood of the locals. Do they seem downtrodden? Are they generally sad or too quiet? Do they seem curious or nervous about the two newcomers to their city? Does he hear complaints regarding work conditions or rulers or bullies? Or are they just a quiet people with simple ways?
*'''Michael James Watson'''
As he listens he hears talk about work but little complaining. A lot of technical stuff, how to fix stuff. How to move stuff. How to cook stuff. There are some people joking.  He notices a few a fair number of Adask as well as pale skinned humans. There seems to be little separation. An hour goes by and Gangdis says, "Lets see if things get exciting away from a workman's tavern?"
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
"Agreed. This gives us a good base of the common people. Now let's see how the other half live... if that even applies here."  Realmer stands and makes his way to the door and out into the street, heading deeper into the city, being watchful and observant as he makes his way along the streets and among the people.
*'''Michael James Watson'''
He sees people going about their business. As the merchants shift from food to clothes it seems there is little differences in style and color. Looking about the people seem in the same clothes but the differences seem hand done, personalized.  Gangdis says, "Trade goods.. standardized.. Can't be much hoarding. Excuse me..." He steps over to a booth filled with hats.  He comes back with on, looking it over. "Good workmanship. Very good. A hat like this would fetch 5 silverwings in Amber I didn't see fancier ones but looking around there are craftsmen making hatbands, scarves, decorations.. Strange."  As he is talking a gray skinned adask walks by, slips a knotted strip of adask hair, bright pink, on his belt.  Whispers, "Two streets north, ally by the black door"
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
Realmer watches the Gray Skin as he walks away, nudges Gang without looking at him, points to the strip of hair on his belt then uses the Rasak Hand Sign to repeat what was whispered to him. He never takes his eyes off the Gray Skin as he begins following, if it is north that he went. Otherwise, he watches until he disappears into the crowd then heads north.
*'''Michael James Watson'''
"I noticed him. He wasn't armed. Few people here are beyond tools and eating utensils."  The messenger heads away south. Gangdis dons his new Adagalasck hat.  Walking north as the two approach the ally by the black door a pair of Adasks step out. Both are better armed, warriors. One turns and nods, and a third steps out. Realmer recognizes Xorit.  He says, "I had heard you were back, Kalota."
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
Realmer recognizes the Clan Name and smiles at Xorit.  "Why is it that every time we meet, Trixta, something is afoot? Shall we go inside, or do you want to discuss it out here in the moonlight and night air?"
Realmer's tone and demeanor are friendly, but he is still wary.
*'''Michael James Watson'''
"More fighting room here, Kalota. The Reunion failed when you were here last. Hagalta went mad. All that happened he left his clan behind. I declared a reunion about the time Julian and Caine arrived. I am the Bannerlord of the Odaraxta . And I serve King Julian. Will you challenge me or recognize me for the Odaraxta ? Word runs fast in lands where time is a swirling river."
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
"Wait... sooo... since I am the son of Hagalta..." he twists his head slightly to one side, "you come to me as though I am the Clan Chief of Kalota now? Wow. First I heard of that. And you think I am an enemy or a challenger because I am Kalota? Xorit, you were the first Adask to welcome and support me when I came here... even before that when we first met when Hagalta brought the Tome for King Random and my mother's Ring for me... I personally supported you and Clan Trixta when I arrived and during my entire stay in Blomish as Ambassador of Amber. Do you really think I would challenge you for the Odaraxta?"
*'''Michael James Watson'''
He smiles, "You have been in Amber a long time, far from the lands of your clan. Do I think you will challenge me? I hope not, because i would certainly lose. But....I have a clan without a leader under the Banner of the Odaraxtra. The only legal claimant was Xorax. Until now. My spies tell me Xorax is in a realm called Nu Yark. Thats not Adagalask. You are here.. So...Its yours for the asking. ITs yours without the asking. If you decline, Xorax will certainly come and he hates you more then anyone. Hell, if you killed his mother you would be doing the whole realm a favor. So, do me a favor, take the Clan Kalota and give them something to do other then whine about Hagalta abandoning them"
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
Realmer turns to look at Gangdis.  "I told you it was going to be 'something' when we got here, didn't I. You said let's go get drunk. You said not to kill anyone." He pauses a moment. "And I said no insults or fighting."
He sighs heavily and turns back to Xorit.  "If you knew the day I have had you might just have ignored your spies and left me be and let the matter lie. We came here to drink heavily, so how about we find a place to drink heavily and you can tell me more about Clan Kalota and the problems they are facing. Once I'm less sober, I will give you my official answers regarding Clan Kalota and the Odaraxta . Does that sound amenable to everyone?"
*'''Michael James Watson'''
"I know just the place, aways from all these cattle."
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
"Then lead on and let the drinking begin."
*'''Michael James Watson'''
Cutting through the ally to a nearby street, Realmer notes the regularity constructions, streets in rows, straight alleys. Occasional plazas.  Xorit leads him to a Plaza filled with Adask. Most are armed and armored, which look very different from other Adask in the city. As Xorit enters the plaza people notice, and quiet spreads. Around the plaza are shields hung on different residences. Realmer recognizes shields for Anisixir, Trixta, Shaxta, and Yalix. One has shields hung face facing the building showing the backs of the shields to the street. Adask start moving slowly to stand before the buildings of the clans they belong to.  Vendors stay in place but watch Xorit.  The Adask in front of the structure with the shields reversed watch more closely then most. There are very few in front of the Shaxta structure.  Xorit leads Realmer into the Trixta clan hall.  No one greets the group but move out of their way.  “Have the strong ale brought to the Great Hall. Call the Clan lords to tell them we will be celebrating.“  He leads in to a hall and a collection of heavy chairs of a familiar Adask design. He takes a seat at random from several in a group.  Kegs are brought in and tankard, cooked meats and taters.
“Krelat of the Shaxta has taken his clan to the east. Trying to take the East wind from Trualta. Stupid move but desperate. He thinks it will lead to his fighting me for the Banner. The Yalix are for me, most of the Anisixir as well including their lord. The Kolata have no leader so factions support Kretet and me. They fight among themselves and pick fight with others. Its all very messy. Its made worse by the fact that serving Julian is the only thing that makes sense. He has the West wind and stair, married to Ninaartes. Hes been her for 20 years in our time. As im sure you remember, all adask are part of clans but in reality only about 20% are militant. Most just go about their daily lives. Except the Shaxta. As a clan they have weeded out their people till nearly all are warriors. They have to fight to feed themselves even here. They steal as often as provide. Live & Provide is the way its put here. They don't hold their end up. I need the other 4 clans to defend against just that one. And the Kalota won't budge till they have a clan lord. I can't use Julian's forces to settle this Reunion. But we profit supporting him. See my problem?”
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
When the food and drink arrive, Realmer grabs a tankard and fills it with the strong ale then guzzles it down completely. Then he refills the tankard and listens to Xorit.  "Yes, I can certainly see your problem" Realmer says, then takes a large gulp of ale, then continues. "Now let me tell you a bit about mine." Another gulp of ale.
"I'm sure you recall the Tesa, the young woman with the multicolored hair that was traveling with me when I first came here. Well, I found out she is a member of the Amber royal family and might be in danger from her other family members and those interested in using or abusing her for her position. So, I took it upon myself to have her walk the Pattern so that she would have powers and abilities to help defend yourself from those who would try to harm or take advantage of her. However, I did not get permission from the king of Amber to do this, so he is royally pissed off at me right now."  He pauses in his narration to take a drink of Ale and a bite of food, then continues.  "Then we were sent here to Adagalasck by the guardian of that Pattern, my cousin Finndo, as he thought we would be relatively safe from her dangerous family members here and it would give me time to train her in her new powers. Shortly after arriving I met with King Julian. He told me of the many problems going on here in Adagalasck and asked if I might be able to help him by starting a university for the people of these lands so that they could learn much about the other Realms outside their own. He wants to have many of the young Royals of these lands attend a Royal Rights course at the University and suggested that if Tesa take that same course that perhaps King Random would be less upset with me over the matter... especially since one normally takes this course before walking the pattern in Amber. I agreed to help and next thing I know I have been appointed the Dean of the University, that has not even been constructed yet, and that Julian's daughter, Sadashi, is now my new Ward."  Another pause for a bite of food and a drink of ale.  "I then contacted Aries Colbrese, the Dean of the University of Fantalin at Thelusia. I contacted him to get some help with starting up a campus of the Fantalin University here in this realm of First Step. When he arrived, Ninaartes banished him and threw a fit about his involvement in the sealing of Adagalasck thousands of years ago. Julian was quite shocked by her behavior but regardless of this she simply walked out of the room and said perhaps I could speak with her tomorrow about the matter and maybe she might free him. Julian chased after her and I have not heard from either of them since. I came here with Gangdis to check out the city and the land King Julian gave me to build the University and to get drunk."  A couple more bites of food and a couple more gulps of ale and he continues.  "And that does not even cover the intricacies of these problems, nor have I even addressed my personal matters which seem to have been put on indefinite hold by the desires of others. Now, you bring me this Clan Kalota matter and add it onto my already over full plate. I'm sure you can see how I am a bit overwhelmed and really need to get drunk."
*'''Michael James Watson'''
He ponders.. "You know... Kalota has about 20% militants. Typical for the clans. But a lot of them are laborers; Gardeners, farmers, fishers, construction. Much of First Step, as well as the city outside the step, was constructed by Adask, many Kalota. There are also a fair number of scribes. Many of the women were maids, nurses for the nobles of the pink skins. A lot were fairly educated. All clan members get a say in clan business, not just the militants. Maybe you could lead the clan by giving them a new purpose. I hear university are schools? Maybe they could help.".
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
"Yes, a university is a school of higher learning. Teaching subjects such as the Sciences, Mathematics, Histories and other specialized skillsets and disciplines. The University of Fantalin is the most important school of all, as far as those of Amber and those who follow those of Amber are concerned. There one can learn as at other universities, but one can also learn the Histories and Cultures of other Realms and a Royal Rights Course to teach the ways of royals and the ways of the courts and of etiquette."  "And though I appreciate your information and suggestions... which seem noble and actually useful... recent events have me on edge and overly suspicious of everyone's motivations. Though you do have your peoples' best interests at heart and in mind... which I have seen myself in your actions... you also have a big problem you need to dump on someone... and here I am."  He pauses to smile at Xorit then chug some ale to finish the tankard, then refills it from the keg, takes a swig then continues.  "But, you have always been fair with me since we met. You have never been underhanded or sideways with me in our dealings... but I still feel you are leaving something out, Xorit. Are you? Or am I just being paranoid?"
*'''Michael James Watson'''
"I have spent much of my life seeing to the protection of my clan. Much of that was spent fighting with Hagalta and I always feared I would die on his knife and fail my people. Hagalta came out of nowhere to seize a clan he had tenuous connections to. He killed a tyrant only to become a greater one. And as bad as Hagalta was Krelat was crazier, worshiping a creature called Entropy. The other two clan lords were only less dangerous because we usually shared the same fear; dying and leaving our people to madmen."  He chugs his beer, refilling it and leaning back.  "Fighting them both was impossible. Then one day, while we all fought against Hagalta's Reunion, there you were. And just as suddenly Hagalta was gone. I only had Krelat to worry about. I can defeat one foe. You have foes that span the multiverse. Mine are in Adagalask. Were Hagalta to return he would have greater foes then I. You, Julian, Ninartes, Caine, Emiliesa. My foes are right here!" He throws the empty mug against a far wall.  "By serving Julian, cooperating with you, I will become powerful enough to kill Krelat, and sadly I must kill his clan to the last man able to raise his clan blade. The fact is that I don't need you to take Clan Kalota. You were seen coming in here with me. You are Hagalta's heir. Had Xorax returned I'd have had much more trouble."  He reaches around behind the chair and pulls a long katana in a sheath up and places it on a seat beside him.  "If you raise this blade, and it accepts you, you can cross the plaza and turn one of the shields face forward. If you do a shield will turn on a hundred other Kalota halls across the world. That solves my Kalota problem."  He reaches behind again, pulling a katana blade across his lap.  "If you don't then when the clan lords arrive in a moment, I will use this blade to kill Fallak of the Kalota and give the clan blade to Datarik. He will turn the shield."  "Either way, my Kalota problem ends today."
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
The sudden time table triggers Realmer's inner Power Monger and an inner struggle ensues. Gangdis, and those as observant as he, might notice the slightest tensing of Realmer's entire body. He stares at the katana in the chair, knowing what it represents, knowing any moment someone else will come for it.  "You play a wicked game, Trixta" Realmer says then drinks the rest of his ale in several large gulps then slams the tankard on the table in front of him.  "A wicked game, indeed. Like throwing a delayed blast fireball into a room." He chuckles. "You know I care for the Adask and all of Adagalasck." He grits his teeth and inhales deeply and sharply through his nose. "I may hate you for this one day, Xorit... but if I do, I assure you it will be solely a personal grudge against you alone."  Realmer stands and reaches over to take the katana in the chair next to Xorit.
*'''Michael James Watson'''
The blade falls free of the sheath, rising on its own.  Burning white pain sears through his hand and across his body. Somewhere Bob howls and falls to the ground in pain. Somewhere two Hagaltas scream suddenly in knowing agony.  Relmopator sees in the pain the moment each wielder across centuries first raised the blade. He sees every life the blade took, as the pain fades and a fog falls over his mind he sees the face of everyone who touched the blade in fealty down thousands of years.  Xorit says,"I can accept that. Thank the Maker. I can sleep tonight. Sir, your master will be groggy for a bit. In a moment people will arrive. One may attempt to slay your lord. Maybe not. I can't interfere but you can. If they draw blades, do not hesitate. Slay them. 50\50 they will just accept it."  Reaching over he gently lowers wrist and blade. Pouring ale over it the blade steams and cools.  "It's done. Toloy, go see to the needs of our other guests as they arrive."
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
Realmer keeps the katana in hand, in case he runs into trouble as he walks outside to turn over a shield in the plaza. If attacked, he will defend only, parrying and dodging attacks, knowing full well his Robe will protect him. He will disarm any opponent he can and do his best not to harm anyone, or do as little harm as possible if he must.
*'''Michael James Watson'''
Walking out of the tavern Realmer feels the ridging on his palm as if healed skin tightens over a burn.
Trixta clansmen move aside as he walks. In the outer room many of other clans mingle suddenly silent as he exits the building. Gangdis walks close behind, his mithril broadsword unsheathed and ready in his hand. They follow at a distance to watch the play.  Crowds gather watching. Around the Kalota hall is a large crowd looking anxious that others have given a great deal of room.  A woman in scale armor strides before him yelling, "Hagalta's get, drop the blade your father stole now!" She moves and swings hard down on Realmer whose attention is on the humming sword and his destination. The jealous blade allows little else.  Gangdis' blade parries the downward chop, moving in front and pressing her hard, they trade blades furiously quickly. Realmer, and a sense of attention from the blade, see that Gangdis might easily slay the attacker but is instead deflecting her murderous blows.  The analytical part of Realmer that rarely sleeps sees that her fighting skills are great and far above the standard for warriors of this world, but they are no threat to the ancient Valorous Knight and Hero of the Siege of Bunny Free.  After a dozen passes, he does a side step, topping her blade to the ground, and slams his green tankard against the side of her skull. She crumples to the ground. Kicking the blade away the pair continue to the front of the Kalota Hall. Several warriors separate from the crowd to go to kneel beside her, their weapons sheathed.
*'''Michael James Watson'''
Near the front, standing in an open area is a thin but strong looking man, with black gray hair hanging lose. His red in blue Adask eyes glow a bit and a sense of a green magical protection surrounds him. He holds a tall tankard and leans on a longsword.  “Hagalta's Heir, you can hand me that blade right now and restore the Kalota to the true ruling line. We would still probably follow you. But all things considered, I am willing to see just what you will do to undo what your father did. I'm willing to see what your boons will be to loyal followers especially since the first among the recipients would be me. But if you turn the blade over to Hagalta one day, be sure I am dead first.”  He lets Realmer reach the front of the Kalota hall.
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
Realmer does not hand over the Clan Blade to the Adask talking to him. He moves to the shield on the wall of the Clan House and turns it over to face outward. He then turns around and faces the Adask that was speaking to him.  "If ever I am to pass on this Clan Blade of Kalota and the responsibilities that come with it to anyone else, it most certainly will not be to Hagalta. And if you are of the true ruling line of Kalota, as you say, then most likely the Blade and responsibilities would be passed on to you, if that time comes. Join with me and help bring enlightenment and prosperity to Clan Kalota and all of the Adask peoples. Prove you are worthy of leading this clan into a new age and one day the leadership of the clan may fall to you."  Realmer turns slightly away from the Adask and raises his voice to address the crowd in the plaza.  "I am Relmopator, son of Hagalta and Satura, grandson of Verna the Primal Adask. I claim the right of leadership of Clan Kalota on this day. Show your loyalty to your new Clan Leader and help me bring about a new age of prosperity and enlightenment for Clan Kalota and all the Adask peoples."
*'''Michael James Watson'''
Members of the clan push forward out of the crowds of people watching. They seem to be looking at the man next to Realmer as much as to him. Realmer feels the balance of the thing weigh on him.  The woman Gangdis bashed comes to the edge of the crowd, blood flowing down from her ear. Gangdis smiles and takes a drink of the green tankard. She stares at the man beside you with fierce angry eyes, shaking her head at him slowly imploring him to say no.  He turns to the wall, takes a shield and turns it face forward.  "I am Datarik of the Kalota, Son of Asarxa Clan Lord of the Kalota. Hagalta slew my father and stole my blade. That nasty wretch over there, the one who didn't duck and will always be known for having lost a battle to a painted mug, is Fallak of the Kalota, Daughter of Asarxa, and my sister. I'll touch the blade. I don't know what you mean by enlightenment but prosperity sounds good. You are known. Xorit gave you the blade he had from Hagalta. Are you pledging the Kalota to his Bannerlordship? Clan Lord?"
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
"Well Met by Moonlight and Magic, Datarik and Fallak, son and daughter of Asarxa. I hope you think me not a usurper simply because my father was. I have the best interests of the Adask people in my heart and in my mind. Xorit knows this, and that is why he offered me the Clan Lordship of Kalota. I accepted this responsibility because the people of Clan Kalota are split, they fight amongst themselves, they suffer needlessly. It is my intent to reunite the clan under strong leadership and introduce new ideas to bring all of the Adask into an age of prosperity... and one day peace."  He strides across the Plaza, looking intently at the open doorway to Clan Trixta's Lodge as he does so, gripping the clan blade tightly in his hand.   "When I arrived here, Xorit asked me if I intended to challenge him for the Banner Lordship of the Clans... he even admitted that I would most likely be victorious if I did."  He stops right in front of the open doorway so Xorit can hear him and then pauses for dramatic effect. "But I believe Banner Lord Xorit of Clan Trixta to be a better leader than I as he knows the Adask peoples better than I. So I am pledging Clan Kalota to his Banner Lordship."
*'''Michael James Watson'''
Fallak scowls, "You come from Amber and think you are a strong leader for real adask?" She turns to se Gangdis toast her with the green tankard. She storms off.  Datarik says, "She knows she will lose half of her forces at least now that the clan has its blade back. We have been stuck here for a year waiting for Xorit to bring the blade out. No sense trying to attack him unless one knows exactly where the blade is. " He points to a small group of men and one woman approaching.  He says, "There are about 100 Kalota here, representing the clan across the world. These are my commanders. More will come. Others too, to swear fealty. I suggest taking this in the Clan Hall."
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
Realmer nods his head up and down. "Very well, to the Clan Hall then."  He moves to the door of the Kalota Clan Hall and opens it wide. Before he steps foot inside the Hall, he will Shift the design and color scheme of his Robe to that of Clan Kalota.  If it is dark within, he will make the Yellow Mandalay Stone in Satura's Ring glow with light. Once inside, he will use Cantrips to light the candles, torches, lanterns or whatever is used for lighting in the Clan Hall. Once the Hall is illuminated, the light from the Stone in his Ring will fade out.  He looks the Hall over, finds a table that affords the best view of the entire Hall and all exits, and is defensible with a wall or corner near to it. He goes to that table then moves the closest chair or bench to the best position at the table with his back to the wall, then sits, placing the Kalota Clan Blade on the table in front of him, pommel to the right, blade pointing to the left, edge pointing away from him.  Realmer then looks to see where Gangdis has placed himself, where Datarik is, if Xorit is present, and how many others have followed him into the Clan Hall.
*'''Michael James Watson'''
As time goes by Datarik introduces commanders, community leaders, prominent clan members. Xorit makes no appearance. Food is brought though its clear the kitchens of the hall were dark till you and Datarik entered. Now servents are coming in and eagerly starting the cook fires in cold stoves.  After an hour Datarik, who has been running off for a couple minutes after each introduction, giving Realmer about 5 minutes with each, suddenly says, with a tone of delight. "THANK the maker!!"  He hustles off the dignitaries and makes room for an elderly, short, one armed Adask with a limp to approach. He has a cross cut scar that removed an eye. He walks with a short ornate walking stick.  "Lord, this is Criskis. We call him Creaky. He is the Clan Chatelaine. He manages this Clan Hall specifically but is in charge of maintenance of the 100 other halls as well. Their chatelaines report to him. He has been on something of a vacation since Xorit revealed he had the Clan Sword."
"Damned, Ratbastard upstart dawdler. While you and your dry cunt sister have been bickering and trying to kill each other I have been on the hardest working vacation of my life. I've seen 100 Clan halls, marked each for renovation, started crews working on them. I've visited over a thousand villages across 4 stairs and 5 realms. My staff has been keeping the clan alive while you barn cats have been squabbling. Now get the frek out of my way."  He swings his cane at Datarik's knees in a sharp way and he dodges it with ease in a clearly familiar manner. "Yess sir!" he laughs.  "Creaky indeed! Not twice a year am I called that to my face, Lord. Unless you rename me.. Now Maker be damned, lets see the sword so I can get back to my real job. You may have warriors coming to fawn over you but I have people of substance coming to talk over important matters like farms, breweries, bees and cattle."  Datarik adds, “And by tradition, no Clan Lord will enter the hall here till they see Creaky go outside and turn a shield. By now about 30 are turned but I'm betting they left one on the bottom row just for m'lord Criskis.“  Criskis grumbles, "By tradition? Not that a limp noodle like you would know, its the Chamberlain that must meet the Lord before the other Clan Lords, not just me. You see lord, you can talk to a hundred warband captains, but every Clan Lord knows that they are not ready to receive properly till the Chamberlain turns a shield. Not by law or custom, but because they frakin know that if they arrive before the chamberlain they might as well bring their own ale. So, I sent two boys to start the kitchen fires. I have hands outside with wagons of bread and goat I raided from the sheep beyond the plaza and Ive sent two boys down to crack the hard dark ale. Give me time to go check them and i go flip a shield and we will be open for business."
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
Realmer suppresses a chuckle but still smiles as Criskis makes his verbally colorful entrance and tries to hit Datarik with his cane.  "Chamberlain Criskis, Well Met by Moonlight and Magic. It is an honor to meet you. I would introduce myself, but it seems I am already known by most. The Kalota Clan Blade is here on the table before me. I can tell you know much about what's going on, and that you know how to get things done... I'm sure I will be speaking with you on many matters. And feel free to call upon me if ever you need my help getting something or getting something done; I am at your service."
*'''Michael James Watson'''
Gangdis mumbles, "Julian just happen to suggest that the best place to put a university was the place where the 5 Adask Clans have their main halls and where one clan happens to be in need of a Clan Lord that just by coincidence happens to have a handy claimant who just by freaking surprise has a challenger for Bannerlord and a spare clan sword. Sure, these things happen all the time in shadow, i'm sure."
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
Realmer leans back in his chair, turns his head towards Gangdis and mumbles back:  "Actually, things like this happened all the time in the Shadows I spent most of my years in before Amber; I believe they're called Gamer Worlds. But I have noticed over the past several decades, that those coincidences are more often planning and manipulations by someone powerful. And it irks me that I could be making those manipulations as well, if I had a mind. But instead I'm getting manipulated and have become a repository of messy problems. I'll have to thank Julian... and Nina, for all of this once I get it all sorted out."  As he turns away from Gangdis he mutters under his breath. "And I'm going to sort it out, indeed. And when I'm done they will certainly shit a mithril brick or three."  He turns his attention back to the Hall and his Kalota Clansmen.
*'''Michael James Watson'''
"Fact is I don't mind being called Creaky, lord. I come by my creaking fair. By tradition, a Chatalian of a Hall may interrupt a lord's business in all things save fucking. Hagalta didn't like speaking to me. I told him what I thought of him. Datarik will tell you what he and his siblings did during the reign to hide and survive, and how all but 3 of them didn't. Tell me first if I am to be the dirty rug again in your term? "  
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
Realmer's first reply to Criskis:
"No, Criskis, you will not be treated like a dirty rug by me or anyone in Clan Kalota as long as I am in charge."
*'''Michael James Watson'''
He nods, "Good, good."  He reaches over and puts his hand on the sword.   "You get back to your plotting and your murders. I'll go make sure we have ale. Ah....There is a rumor about you...You don't like wine? I'll keep it for guests unless you want the barrels removed. We have substantial vinelands and wineries. I will need to know if I am to sell them or destroy them. I'd rather not. Is their any resources you would like to acquire? Talk to me first before you just raid the other Clans. Deals are better then bloodshed no matter what a Clan Lord thinks."
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
Realmer's second reply to Criskis:
"The rumors are correct; I despise wine. But certainly do not get rid of it... let those who like wine drink of the wine. Nor I do not wish for you to destroy or sell The Vineyards or Wineries, for one day the Clan will be taught how to turn wine into Brandy; a drink I have come to love. And I will have to get back to you on acquiring resources, not sure what we need or want at the time. And I will certainly speak with you first and arrange deals for what is needed, for unlike the other Clan Lords, I would much rather not raid, fight, or kill unless it is absolutely necessary."
*'''Michael James Watson'''
Creaky leaves toward the kitchens as Datarik moves back, fresh tankards for Realmer, Gangdis, and himself.
"Before the othe Clan Lords arrive, and as you see none of the people i have introduced you to have left yet. Partly they are waiting on Creaky but mostly for your first drink. After that they can expect service from the staff. I suggest giving him about 10 minutes. In that time important matters should be considered."  "You have a brother Xorax, two sisters, Dwynwen, Drixtra, and Hagalta is still alive. So are his wives Satura and Uxtrasa. Till now Hagalta had you under a death sentence. I have a sister, who you just met, and a younger brother, Jallax under my protection. Haglata had all three of us under a death sentence. He killed 4 of my older brothers and one of my sisters. I killed one of my brothers and one of my sisters; in self-defense. My sister killed 2 older brothers and a sister. You should consider the status of the surviving children of Asarax. You should determine the status of the children of Hagalta. You should consider the status of your mother and Uxtrasa. This is the total of surviving Kalota royals. Make your determinations so your commanders and warband leaders will know which to seek and slay."  "I have no interest in challenging you. I would rather serve as Seneschal. You will need a voice here if you leave Adagalask. As you saw, Creaky and I get along. He will have turned a shield by now so we have guests coming."  He looks to the door and exchanges nods with someone at the door.
"Lastly. You have declared for Xorit as Bannerlord. As have the Anisixir and the Yalix. Krelat of the Shaxta will need killing as will most his clan. They won't be missed. Later, i have a suggestion considering war on them. Clan Lord Grasar of the Yalix comes. His is a small clan. While they have warriors they are mostly farmers. They supported Trixta from the start."
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
Realmer's reply to Datarik:  "Let us start with the death sentences; there won't be any ordered by me. With perhaps the exception of Krelat. I will accept you as my Seneschal and all surviving descendants of Asarxa will have the pre-existing death sentences removed and will be considered clan members in good standing. Your sister and brother are safe provided they know how to play nicely with others, especially me."  "My mother, Satura, will also be considered a clan member in good standing, but will never be considered for a leadership role as she is unfit to lead at this time. My sister's, Dwynwen and Drixtra, will also be considered clan members in good standing, but will not be allowed leadership roles within the clan until I have made the determination if they are capable and worthy."  He pauses to consider the matter of the other three, takes a deep breath then lets it out as a sigh.  "Hagalta, Uxtrasa and Xorax will be considered enemies of Clan Kalota, but no death sentences will be issued. Should anyone encounter any of these three and combat ensues, they are not to be killed. They are to be captured and brought to me alive. No exceptions."  "Now let us drink and meet the other Clan Lords and their commanders."  Realmer touches the yellow Mandalay Stone in his Ring to the liquid in the tankard given to him by Datarik, to purify it of poison, in case there is any there. Then he drinks deeply of the dark ale.
*'''Michael James Watson'''
As the day passes, Gangdis says, "We are pushing the end of the night off the First Step. We shouldn't tarry."
As the pair move out of the building, Realmer looks into a corridor. Something about it catches his eye but he isn't sure what. Datarik is a step behind, looks down the corridor and makes a HMMMMM sound.
*'''Michael James Watson'''
Gangdis looks down the corridor, "What is it, Datarik?"  Dataraik looks to Realmer, "Have you spent a lot of time in dungeons?"
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
Realmer laughs quietly without taking his eyes off the corridor.  "A considerable amount of time, Datarik. I was an Adventurer... a Dungeon Delver, for many decades."  He carefully extends his Psyche down the corridor, Spells at the ready. (Staff, Ring and Robe all have Danger Sense.) Realmer now wears the Defender Blade across his back with the pommel over his left shoulder. The Kalota Clan Blade is now sheathed and on his left hip, his right hand moves towards its handle.
*'''Michael James Watson'''
He senses something extremely subtle. It isn't the building but the building is part of it. It isn't the people around him but they are part of it. Its in the air. He feels the need to raise the sigil of Adagalask. When he does, for the first time he notices something about it is in motion. Maybe a millimeter a day but now it feels like a millimeter an hour. Something about it is feeling more active, direct. When his hand touches the sword he suddenly sees the spiral as if its furry with strands of hair reaching out to many things.  Looking into the hall he sees a single strand reaching to attach to a wall in the hall, with its incremental change toward a look Relmopator unconsciously feels at home in.
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
"It seems things are changing, slowly, subtly, to look more to my liking... more, homey, if you will. How very odd." He says to no one in particular.  He continues to look around at everything with the Sigil of the Spiral still up and his hand still on the Clan Blade to see what else he can see.
*'''Michael James Watson'''
Datarik nods, "Yes, I had forgotten. My father and my grandfather and as it turned out Hagalta all had similar tastes. So First Step and much of the Odaraxta have a similar style. I suppose in time you could change all that. You can also make it not change. I do not bear the Sigil of the Four Winds, just the West Wind, and If the blade had come to me I would not have been able to effect that kind of change."  Gangdis says, "Unless its immediately important I think we should get back to the capital"
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
"I agree, Gang; let's move out. Datarik, you are welcome to join us, but I warn you... the king and queen are not going to be at their best. Either way, I will make sure to mention that you are my Seneschal now that I am Clan Lord and that they are to deal with you in all Clan Kalota matters in my absence."  Realmer moves away from the corridor and towards the Exit of First Step / the Entrance into the Main Realm, then makes his way back up the West Stair and back to the Capitol. Once back in the Main Realm, Realmer will reach out to contact Bob.
~Bob. How are things going with the young ladies? And where are you now? And sorry about the excruciating pain earlier... it was a surprise to me as well.~
*'''Michael James Watson'''
~ I realized you were not dead so i was more inquisitive then worried. We have some trouble with Dorna and Tesa. We are in quarters now, Are we well wherever you came from?~
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
~Well enough for now, Bob. But we have some headaches ahead... and maybe some advantages too. I'm on my way up the West Stair now, be there shortly. Has anyone seen or heard from Julian or Nina?~
*'''Michael James Watson'''
~Julian has returned and is in quarters. Nina didn't return with him~~
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
~That doesn't bode well. Thank you, Bob.~  Realmer turns to Gangdis. "There's some trouble with Tesa and Dorna, they're in quarters now. Julian returned without Nina. We should move without delay."
Realmer picks up the pace as they climb the Stair.
*'''Michael James Watson'''
Arriving back in quarters bob says ~Julian's daughter has returned to her own quarters. Dorna is inside and Tesa has locked herself into her room. Shall i teleport her out here?~
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
~Yes, Bob; do that. And Dorna as well.~  He turns to Gangdis and quickly says: "Get ready. You listen to Tesa, I'll listen to Dorna."  When they arrive, Realmer asks: "Who did what and what kind of trouble are you in? You're going to make the new Kalota Clan Lord look bad."
*'''Michael James Watson'''
Dorna was in the front room already when Realmer entered. She was sitting formally, and rose, to parade rest when Realmer entered. She said nothing.  When Tesa is teleported she turns at Bob,  "Damn you! Give me warning or the next time I'll filet you for bbq skewers!!!!!"  She sees Realmer and scowls. "There is one thing I want to make perfectly clear right from the beginning."  She walks over to Dorna, Turns to face Realmer.
"Ok, just to be clear, alright? This was absolutely not her fault. That lunatic daughter of Julian's started everything and Dorna stopped it. That should be clear to start, alright?"
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
Realmer firstly closes his mouth and removes the shocked look from his face at Tesa coming to the defense of Dorna. Then he looks to Gangdis, shrugs slightly then turns back to the pair.  "Tesa, don't take your ire out on Bob; he was following my orders. And Bob, for future reference, let Tesa know before you Transport her. Settled? Good. Now someone please explain what happened."
*'''Michael James Watson'''
Tesa says, "we went to a place Sada said she knew. In a land of sheep I supposed a crippled wolf might be excitement. We came into the place and its a drinking place with something close to a hard saki in tubs people dip tankards in. She took us to a back area where there was gambling on frigging racing rats…"  Datarik gives Dorna and Tesa a look-over that has lust tinged on it.  Tesa stops talking and stares at Datarik, "And you are?"
A stern sounding knock on the door is followed by Julian entering, nodding to Gangdis, and walking to Realmer, "Well, cousin, we have a problem with Young Tesa's elite. Call Random and have her replaced. I can't have someone murderously antagonistic to my daughter."  Dorna stands, "Dread King Julian, I accept complete responsibility for the incident and the rat races. I had greatly misunderstood an important issue."  Julian turns, "Oh? And what issue is that?"  Dorna says,"I had greatly misunderstood that the Princess Sadashi is deeply stupid. I should have realized that as soon as I met her but I was distracted by my new duties. It will not happen again, Sire"
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
"If anyone is to take responsibility it will be me; Sadashi is my Ward, Tesa is my Partner and Dorna her Elite Bodyguard. But before we go much further, I will need to know the full details of what occurred. Then I will decide what needs to happen next."
*'''Michael James Watson'''
Julian scowls a clear dislike at Dorna.  Tesa, "Partner, Prince Julian, I address you as royals of the House Barimen, you are both familiar with King Random's view on card cheats when playing poker? Its the gossip of the servants and the nobles alike. Might I ask your estimation of how King Random would react if he discovered someone he was gambling with was cheating at cards with him?"
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
"I assure you, it would not go well. Since I have never been present at such an occurrence, I don't know exactly what he might do, but I am sure it would not go well for the cheater."
*'''Michael James Watson'''
Julian, "He drew a knife on Caine once when he caught him cheating. Random takes his cards seriously."  Tesa says, "So the legend goes. Well she took us to this place and she was clearly a regular. These rat races have rats running in routes and players cast dice to see who gets paid off when the vermin choses to run down a particular path. Everyone bids into a pot, the house takes its cut, and the pot is split between the bidders on the winning path. A Run is rounds of betting. Everyone knew who she was, and groaned about how expert she was at tossing the dice for winning paths. Well, Darling Sada was using the Unseen Hand cantrip to nudge dice till she was the only bidder on a path and then used it to nudge the rat down it. I am sure she thought she was being clever about it but I doubt she has ever had anyone call her on it. I got the impression from the locals that it never occurred to them that someone could do that."  She looks at Dorna, "Well, after a dozen full runs an Adask looked at her and said-"Kwim is hexing the dice." The game runner looked pissed and sent a couple brunos at her, the Adask pulled a knife and was a foot away from sticking her. Then this one, "pointing at Dorna, "Stepped between the Adask and Sada, yelled at her about cheating her, punched her in the nose-hard. She fell like a sack of rice. Dorna turned and kicked the Adask in the yarbles and he hit the ground just as fast as the princess did. Dorna picked up Sada, tossed her over her shoulder and marched to the door. The brunos went to grab Sada and she picked up a handful of rats and threw them at one. She threw her heavy arsed knife at the other, hit him mid forehead with the pommel, caught it and sheathed before the guy hit the ground. I almost missed the door because i was laughing too hard. We left but the game runner had more guys chase us. We ran back here. Once we got to the royal compound the guys stopped following us. Anyway, that's what happened.
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
Realmer arches an eyebrow, looks to Julian then back to Tesa and Dorna... then back to Julian.  "I, much like Random, and most people, don't take well to cheating and don't like cheaters. As my Ward, I would punish her harshly for her actions and make her payback all those she had cheated, and try to teach her a better way. But since we are still here, and you are her father, I will leave it to you for now to deal with your daughter's unacceptable behavior, Julian. Unless you condone such behavior, then I would like to terminate my Guardianship immediately. I also will not be contacting King Random regarding Kyr Dorna's reassignment as I feel she did no wrong. In fact, Sadashi got off easy; she could have been seriously injured, tortured, held for ransom or just plain old murdered. Nobody likes a cheater."
*'''Michael James Watson'''
Julian nods, scowls, "Ya... I'll have a word with her.. She will be here tomorrow. " he turns and leaves the room.
Tesa says, "Want to hear the funny part? Dorna didn't punch her to protect her from the Adask or the brunos. She did it because Sadashi cheated her. Then her protective instincts kicked in"
*'''Michael James Watson'''
Dorna says, "We Dreanans have our priorities"
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
"That I can fully believe" Realmer says while chuckling.  "So, I'm guessing the matter of Aries is still unresolved, since Julian made no mention of it. It will have to wait until tomorrow morning when I will petition Nina for his release." Realmer sighs. "In the meantime, you both should know I am now the Leader of the Kalota Clan of the Adask and will be having to tend to many more duties and responsibilities, fortunately the main Kalota Clan Hall is in First Step, where Julian wants the University built, assuming that was not just a ruse to get Aries here, so that will make things a bit easier. As will having access to vast resources of labor and skills for building and staffing the University."  Realmer considers for a moment if the 'influence' he has over the Clan House looks, could somehow be used to build or shape the buildings needed for the university.
*'''Michael James Watson'''
Tesa says, "You are the new leader of the Kalota Adask Clan? Which had its clan hall in the world Julian wanted you to build a university in. ANd the dean of the university you wanted to build a branch of is run by Nina's archenemy? Thats a lot of coincidences."  Gandis says, "I said the same thing."  Tesa nods, "And i thought i had a rough night."
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
"Yeah, it's been a day. Ladies, this is my Seneschal, Datarik, son of Asarxa, one of the last of the true ruling line of Clan Kalota, and one day my successor. Datarik, though I have not introduced you to him, you already know Gangdis, my Elite Bodyguard and advisor. This is Lady Tesara of Amber, she prefers to be called Tesa though; she is my Partner... an equal but not my spouse. And this Kyr Dorna, her Elite Bodyguard. Perhaps when King Julian is in a better mood I will have the opportunity to introduce you to him formally. As my Seneschal you will need to know how I conduct matters and you need to know that I have important matters that are not Clan matters, but you may still need to know about them. I invite you to stay and learn while we drink and talk."
Realmer turns to the others in the room.  "And though much has happened and I believe it's time for a War Council..." he pauses and looks to Datarik. "By that I mean, a meeting of advisors to discuss some ideas and formulate a plan, or three, not actually about going to War... I am tired... and I am torn between taking some rest, or getting a drink and holding the meeting now instead of tomorrow morning."
*'''Michael James Watson'''
Datarik nods to Tesa and Dorna, then Gangdis,  "Sir, it seems to me that we are not in a state of war at the moment. Krelat is a long term problem and is unlikely to attack tonight. When it comes to planning, when one is not rushed, plan rested. When one is rushed, Plan fast, hope for the best."
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
"Good advice, Datarik. Most of what needs discussing and subsequent planning can certainly wait until morning. However, the matter of Aries and how to deal with Ninaartes is a pressing matter and I intend to deal with it the first thing in the morning and would like some opinions first, then some time to think on the matter before I rest. Any suggestions or advice? Anyone?"
*'''Michael James Watson'''
Tesa say," She said tomorrow. Act like nothing happened. Unless you plan to rescue him tonight, tomorrow it is. Give her a chance to renege. If she refuses, then tell Julian you are leaving, taking the Kalota, and your ward, and returning to Amber. If she calls the bluff; do it. Pull the clan and his daughter out of Adagalask. Make Nina blink.
*'''Michael James Watson'''
Doria says, "Demand him now. March to their chambers and demand his return."  Tesa says, "and if she refuses, punch her in the face?"  Doria shrugs. "One must have priorities"
*'''Michael James Watson'''
Gang is says, "Xorit is pragmatic. If she reneges, see if he would like to trade up to serving Amber"
*'''Michael James Watson'''
Dorna ponders, "Lord Relmopator. We Dreanans are keen students of history". Gangdis snorts.  She continues, "One of the distinctions each of your cousins in Service to Amber is the forces they brought with them. War bands. Warriors. Prince Benedict has several fine bands. Prince Julian recruited warriors for the rangers. Gerard and Caine the navy. Princess Deirdre brought the Green Company. Even Dalt eventually joined his troops to Amber. Brand, Fiona, Flora, never did. It made others suspicious of them. Taking 4 clans of Adask to Amber would put you in loyal company. I can see no reason for you to stay here except your personal desires.  Priorities.”
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
Realmer ponders for a few moments.  "The loss of one clan would have far reaching effects... the loss of four clans would be devastating, assuming Xorit and the others would follow. The loss of their daughter would be adding insult to injury. And then they would have King Random demanding the return of Aries and the full might of Amber's Military and Diplomatic Corps to back him up. I would have a few new enemies and might never be able to return to Adagalasck... a shame, I like this place."  He snorts. "Priorities. Well, it's excellent food for thought. Let's all get some rest and meet in the morning here before I go to see King Julian and Queen Ninaartes. Thank you all for your advice; it is appreciated."
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
After everyone heads off to their rooms, Realmer mentally tells Bob what he is up to and orders him to stay and keep watch over everyone here and contact him only in the most dire of circumstances. Then he will draw out his special glass sphere and think on the Study in his Castle in his Personal Shadow of Adagaar, off of the 23rd Step of the North Stair. Once he has the location in mind, he will perform the Ritual and bring the image in his mind into the glass sphere, then he will transport through.  Once within his Study on Adagaar, he will alter the Time Flow from 1 to 1 to Adagalasck, to 1 day in Adagaar being equal to 1 hour at the Capitol... he needs a few days to get some things done before facing Nina and Julian... the first being sleep. He then moves to his bedroom and falls into bed, he tells his Robe, Staff and Ring to wake him in eight hours, then he sleeps.  Upon awakening, he eats heartily then begins the process of Permanently Empowering his Personal NP Dagger with the capability to Rack & Use Spells. Twenty plus hours later it is done. He rests for eight hours again, using his Artifacts to again wake him.  The following day he repeats the process of the previous day upon Vulcan's NP Dagger and twenty plus hours later he is done. And once again he sleeps and once again his Artifacts wake him.  When he wakes late into the third day on Adagaar, Realmer begins Weaving Spells and Racking them in his NP Daggers. He eats heartily then sleeps until dawn.  He rises on the fourth day, ready to Hang and Rack a few more Spells, then consider his options and tactics for his upcoming visit with Nina and what may lay beyond if push comes to shove. He Weaves and Hangs a personalized Dispel Magic naming Ninaartes and the Magic of Shadow leaving only a single Lynchpin to activate it. Then a personalized Paralysis for Nina, a personalized Stone Binding for Nina and finally a personalized Paralyze for Julian. All are Hung upon the Sigil of the Spiral. He then goes over some battle and spell tactics with his Staff, Robe and Ring, setting up one or two word commands for each attack or defense strategy. Then he eats heartily, ponders the afternoon and evening away, eats heavily then another night of good sleep.   On the fifth day on Adagaar, he wanders the countryside outside his Estate to become a bit more familiar with his nature based Fey Powers. He only eats and drinks what he can find with his senses. When sunset approaches, he returns to his Castle at his Estate and dines lightly then gets one last night of good sleep.  On the sixth day on Adagaar, the beginning of the sixth hour since he left the Capitol, Realmer wakes, drinks a single cup of coffee and eats some fresh fruits while rehearsing his thoughts and plans. Then he pulls out the glass sphere, pictures the front gates of King Julian's Estate in his mind, performs the ritual and appears outside the gates... if his timing is right, it's still dark just before dawn. He smiles and nods to the guards there, then moves inside and makes his way to the sitting room of the quarters they were staying in to meet with Tesa, Gangdis and Dorna before his big meeting with Nina and Julian.
*'''Michael James Watson'''
Upon arriving at the chambers he is greeted by a string smell of coffee. Tesa and Dorna are seated playing chess.  Gangdis is sitting with someone in a bathrobe. Shorn hair, his back to the door. The table is filled with empty plates.  Gangdis rises as you enter and the girls stand a moment later.  Turning the elderly bald man is Aries.  Gangdis says, "Aries has been here about two hours. All i could do was get him to eat and bath. He hasn't said a word. The bath was a short one. He shaved his head. It was matted like the Dresil cords braids.. He has a lot of minor scars and a few major ones that seem long healed."  Aires puts his hand on Gangdis's arm, rising, Looking to Realmer. "Good to see you. I am in need of magical assistance. I can't leave Adagalask. I need more time before we see Ninaaratres."
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
Realmer is surprised to see Aries as he was sure he was going to have to plead with Nina for his release... so he is suspicious of his sudden arrival. Realmer knows Nina is crafty and he gets a sneaking feeling that this may not be Aries, so he brings up the Pattern and looks through its Lens at Aries to see if he is a Magical Clone or Simulacrum or other type of Construct. He also checks his Aura to make sure he is not a Shape Shifter. He also looks him over for spells, residual magics and possessing entities.  "Aries, by the Primal Beasts, it is good to see you. I had no idea Nina was going to banish you, and I am sorry for what has befallen you. Of course, I will lend you any magical assistance I can. But what happened to you? How long were you gone? How did you get here?"
*'''Michael James Watson'''
He looks about, "Do you have an ally who owns a stair that isn't Nina or Julian, Caine or Emilisa? Of course you didn't know Nina would do what she did. Hell, i doubt she knew she would. Ninartes is a Princess of Amber, daughter of Oberon, Granddaughter of Dworkin, As is Emiliesa. But their connection to Chaos is fairly direct. Their mother is Calmirian. A son and daughter of the Calmir Royal line that survived the destruction of the realm. They lived in the abyss for eons. They lived in Black Zone worlds. Hid from the Lords of Chaos. Oberon befriended them when he traveled before the creation of the Kingdom of Amber. There is serious madness in their mother Laeessas and it was long ago passed on to her daughters. There is a reason Ninartes and Emiliesa were imprisoned in Adagalask. They are extremely dangerous. Julian and Caine might well have rose against Oberon for their sake. But instead they fled Amber for them. I had hoped that meant there was reason to hope they had mellowed, with age, and in the glow of their renewed loves. But she is as fickle as ever. "
He stands, shakes.  "A university here is a good idea. But there is much to think of. I think, maybe, Ninaaratres has had her fit and will be ready to deal. But at the moment i am under something of house arrest. However, I have had 500 years to think about all this in a very inhospitable climate..."
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
"I know very few of the 15 Stair Lords, and three of them you have already taken off of my list. So that leaves the Lord of the East Wind; Lord Trualta. Though I do not believe he is a Stair Lord, I am sure he can help us out in some way. When last I saw him we were still on good terms, though he is a supporter of Nina's and has become friendly with Julian because of their shared interest in horseflesh. But I feel confident that if we asked him for temporary asylum he would grant it. If not, I'm sure Xorit knows at least one other Stair Lord and could possibly make arrangements for us, if needed. But, let me start with Trualta."  A small glass sphere rolls out of Realmer's sleeve and into his hand. He thinks about Lord Trualta, performs the Ritual, and attempts contact.
*'''Michael James Watson'''
Gangdis says, "If I remember from our time here Trualta was centered in the grasslands of the plains of Orvania, Varci, and Ciampia. There were three major and one, maybe two minor Stairs in those realms. If the Horse Lord isn't the master of them he would know someone who does. Bill Roth might know the current situation"
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
Realmer stops just as he begins the Contact Ritual, listens to Gangdis then nods his head.  "Smart thinking, Gang. Best to get the lay of the land first. I'll contact Bill first."  Realmer thinks about Bill Roth, then performs the Ritual to contact him.
*'''Michael James Watson'''
"Yes? ah.... who is it?"
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
"It's Realmer. Do you have a few minutes, Bill? I have a situation... actually several situations, and I need some advice."  If he has the time to talk, then Realmer will explain the situation.
*'''Michael James Watson'''
He nods, asks a few questions.  "I don't suppose Random sent you to relieve me? I am quite done with my first diplomatic posting. I am growing old again. Ok, first, Julian has been a calming effect on Nina if anything. Caine has riled Emiliesa up. They have a war starting down south. I like the idea of a University. What do you want to know about in particular"
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
“I'll start with the easy part; no, I was not sent by Random to relieve you, Bill. I'm actually on Random's shit list... plus me being the Ordaraxta Clan Kalota War Chief might prohibit me from such a position at the Embassy." Realmer chuckles then continues.  "What I need, currently and specifically, is access to a Stair that is not owned or controlled by Julian, Caine, Nina or Emilie. A Stair Lord who might be sympathetic to my need for a very Fast Time Shadow and some privacy. I know Lord Trualta, and I know he is the Lord of the East Wind, but I do not know if he is a Stair Lord, nor which Stairs are in his Realm nor whom controls them. And I don't know the current lay of the land in the East; current events, who supports whom, local gossip and rumors. Plus, you might know if any Stair is ruled or controlled by Clan Kalota. I thought perhaps you could help out with at least some of that.”
*'''Michael James Watson'''
He looks wide eyed.  "You claimed Hagalta's clan? Officially? Did you kill Datarik? I heard his sister arrived at the plains kingdom of Coimia. Its a battleground kingdom in the west of the West Winds regions. Krelat has forces in Ciombia, Varci, Kwongia, really all the Alagasa Sea kingdoms.  That's a really mess of a region. Coimbia has no government really. Technically its a West Wind kingdom but it borders the South Wind and Emilisa and Trualta have spent a generation fighting over it.  Supporting a new king and having the other kill them off. I'm not sure right now who technically rules it. As I understand its largely depopulated except for combatants. Peasants either went north to Varci or South to Seize. East is Elaram which is almost as bad as Coimbia. Damn shame too. Elaram only recently fell into chaos and still has a sizable population but its split between its winds and a civil war is starting. Lovely beaches. The northern border of Elaram is a steep jagged mountain range that frames the bottom edge of the great Grass lands of Varci, Ciambia, and of course Trualta's Orvania."  "So, to answer your question. Trulta is not a Stair Lord only because Paper Lord Larga Dane owns the stair in Orvania. They have an understanding and Trualta has stairs there but I am not sure of the politics betrween them. The other thing is Coimbia, the battle ground kingdom, has a small stair. ITs a prize for the taking if you want to fight somewhere. The other Stair in the East Wing is Book Lord Walker Dane's in Qion. Nina wants him dead, Emilisa wants him dead, Trualta wants him dead but he is Larga's brother.. So.. politics. I hear hge is a unpleasant fellow. But hell, i was a city lawyer mostly doing wills, and Slip& Fall law till i suddenly became counsel to Amber.. Its been a tough learning curve but the Embassy here has been a true education. First one I've had since Harvard Law."  with a minor stare.  "So, to answer your question. Trualta is not a Stair Lord only because Paper Lord Larga Dane owns the stair in Orvania. They have an understanding and Trualta has stairs there but I am not sure of the politics betrween them. The other thing is Coimbia, the battle ground kingdom, has a small stair. It's a prize for the taking if you want to fight somewhere. The other Stair in the East Wind is Book Lord Walker Dane's in Qion. Nina wants him dead, Emilisa wants him dead, Trualta wants him dead but he is Larga's brother.. So.. politics. I hear he is a unpleasant fellow. But hell, i was a city lawyer mostly doing wills, real estate, and Slip& Fall law till i suddenly became counsel to Amber.. Its been a tough learning curve but the Embassy here has been a true education. First one I've had since Harvard Law. I wish my Alice was here sometimes, or my son. But if i found them now they would be but shadows, wouldn't they? "
*'''Michael James Watson'''
Bill ponders, "You know, if you establish a branch of the University of Fantalin here, i'll be one of your first students. History, sociology, customs.. ah....magic." He looks side eyed at Realmer...
"Magic... I learned a cantrip recently. Fire Finger.. Cool trick.. Any chance if i attend the new Fantalin that i might get a few magic lessons on the side? Cantrips....Sorcery..."
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
"Yes, I officially claimed Clan Kalota. And no, I didn't kill Datarik; I made him my Senaschal. And one day I will hand the Clan over to him. I have no intention of remaining Clan Lord forever, too many responsibilities and a little too restrictive for my lifestyle. But in the meantime, I intend to make the best of it and do everything I can to improve the quality of life for the Adask people, and all the people of Adagalasck, if possible."
"In regards to your wife and son, if you were to seek them out they would be but Shadows of the people you once knew. But, if that is something you truly desire, I'm sure we could find a Shadow where they still exist and where they would be amicable to coming to Amber with you. But again, remember, they would not truly be your wife and son, but they might be a very close approximation if we can find the correct Shadow."
"The University..." he sighs heavily, "Yeah... I'm beginning to wonder if that is actually something that King Julian wanted. I feel it may have simply been a ploy for me to get Aries here so Nina could exact her revenge against him. But regardless, I still intend to start a University of Fantalin here in Adagalasck, somewhere, and begin an education process for all of the peoples of this Primal Realm. And yes, there will be courses on Magic, and yes you are absolutely welcome to attend. In fact, I may be teaching the initial magic courses myself until I can find appropriate Wizards and Sorcerers to teach them in my stead."  "Bill, I am a bit pressed for time right now, but I will be in touch with you in the very near future to discuss other matters, including the University and your enrollment. Until then, know that your information has been most helpful and that I consider you a friend and Ally."  Once Bill says his goodbyes, Realmer will break contact then relay all of the information he just learned from Bill to his companions in the room with him.  "So, Aries, does any of that help? What have you got in mind?"
*'''Michael James Watson'''
He nods, "Yes, but it may be moot. I'm not sure hiding in a Stair would prevent her from hearing me. I was hoping to find a cooperative Nina and Emilie. But that isn't the case. I can't stay here and she has locked me in. I am going to have to do something ugly right away. If you tried to get her to release me even if she said alright it would be hours, days, till she did it. I have felt a few probes. I know things she must not know. I think the university a fine Idea. Come to Fantalin and we will pick a few deans and a few administrators as well as a few contractors, a;ll willing to come here. But you understand I can't stay and risk her doing that again to me?"
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
"I completely understand, Aries. Let's get you out of here and back to Fantalin immediately. I have a few things to take care of here after I get you back home, but then I will contact you and visit you at Fantalin to make arrangements."  Realmer reaches for his Trump Deck, thinking to use the Trump of Thelusia to get Aries back home. But then he reconsiders, thinking that Nina may have blocked Trump transport out of the realm. So instead, he focuses on the Pattern, and walks it in his mind until he has reached its Center. Once he does he reaches over and places a hand on Aries shoulder then uses the pattern transport ability of his Advanced pattern imprint to get them directly to Aries office at the University.
*'''Michael James Watson'''
Aries nods, "Dworkin. I summon Thee."

====<big>The Dworkin Intervention & Fallout</big>====

*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
Realmer does not stop his Pattern Mindwalk once he hears Aries summon Dworkin, instead he continues until he reaches the center and leaves the Pattern up before him, just in case it must be used defensively or otherwise. He knows that once Aries leaves the realm that Nina will most likely know and possibly seek out Realmer to figure out what happened. If she is angry or tries to attack him he will at least have a Pattern Defense in place already.  He turns to his companions. "Well, I guess the meeting with Julian and Nina is not as pressing and vital as it once was, but I still think I should meet with them and discuss some matters before we move on to other things."
*'''Michael James Watson'''
Tesa and Dorna stand unsure. Gangdis looks confused.  Dworkin appears in a moment. 7', black, He is wrapped in a bathrobe that shifts into a wizards robe as he shifts to his Dworkin form.  He scowls at Aries. "Really? Really? Time issues alone I'll never get back in time.. what is so important to namedrop me, son? Where are...oh fuck."  Moments after he arrives Ninaaratres and Emiliesa appear each looking angry in their own way.
Nina yells, "Get thee from my realm miscreant wizard! You are not welcome here!!!"
*'''Michael James Watson'''
Dworkin looks at Emiliesa who remains silent, but on guard with powers marshaling.  Dworkin says, "Nina, are you totally deranged now? Its hardly your realm. Hell its belongs to none of the Wind Lords. Pick a king among you if you like but it doesn't give him title. Title does not pass. Now, why am I here, Aries?"  "I arrived here at Relmopator's invitation to discuss putting a university here. When Nina saw me she sent me to a stair realm for a lovely 500 years. Now i needed the break but i would have preferred someplace with more water. Maybe a few more trees."  Emiliesa yells suddenly, "Then try a thousand years in eternal fire!" Waving her arm Aries disappears.
*'''Michael James Watson'''
Dworkin frown, waves a hand and two things happen. Emilisa is slammed against a wall and quickly taped to it with sticky gray tape, including her mouth. Secondly Aries returns, looking scorched.
*'''Michael James Watson'''
Dworkin yells, "Family Meeting. Attendance required."  Julian arrives looking as if he was running, in a evening kimono.  Caine arrives, looking fresh from a sea battle, smelling of smoke, but smiling,. a blade in his hand.  Satura arrives, falling a foot to the ground, as if she was longing, she sits up in surprise.
Giovanni appears, looking as if he was eating soup, sitting, balances to stand.  Tesa looks surprised to teleport across the room  A black haired man in ninja attire, looks shocked, throws stars at Dworkin that stop mid air. Attempting to draw sword Dworkin sends him to the wall to be covered in gray tape.  Lastly, Arloxedra looking like he has been hiking in mountains, staff in hand.  Dworkin, "Well, that's a surprise.. I expected to get Julian and Caine, and Satura, but its a surprise to see the rest of you."
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
Realmer arches an eyebrow and looks at the assembled faces.  "Well grandfather, it could just be a matter of proximity. Tesa was across the room and you brought her much closer, Giovanni was in the city, and I'm not sure about the ninja or Arlo, but I would guess that they were in the vicinity of Adagalasck. And speaking of the Ninja..."  Realmer uses the Unseen Hand Cantrip to snatch the hood off the ninja's head to reveal his / her face.
*'''Michael James Watson'''
Caine walks over, looks at the black haired face, and smiles.  He says, "Anyone want to start a war with Borlak? That's Hiroaki, his son. He was apparently doing some night work. Dworkin do you know where he was...hey...why is my wife duct taped to the wall?"  Gangdis says, "Bad manners."  Giovanni snorts.
Julian says, "He was probably in my chambers. There are 10 or so others in there dead. I was chasing this one. "
Dworkin says, "I didn't intend to bring him here though its interesting he is here. I can settle a couple things. Those of you not attached to walls sit the hell down."  He walks up the Julian and starts to raise his hand. Nina screeches, "Noooo!!!!! no!!!! no....." with a whimper, "please no......"  Dworkin looks to her. "There is a price for being a leader of men. You knew not to attack Aries. After this they will make their own choices."
Placing a hand on Julian's forehead a humming occurs and Julian looks confused. Dworkin turns and puts a hand on Caine who twitches away at first. Then he too looks confused.  Nina looks at Relmopator with anger in her eyes as well as tears.  Dworkin says, "Ninaartes. You will need to walk the primal spire again. You have lost your imprint."   Turning to Emilisa, "So have you."  Julian walks to Nina and lifts her, kissing her lightly. Caine scowls at Emiliesa and withdraws a trump, "Dworkin, I assume you don't need me?" Dworkin shakes his head. Caine goes on, "Random. Yes its really me. Pull me through" He steps through the trump. Emilisa screams and writhes in furious anger.  Dworkin looks to Nina, "The bonding is gone. Whatever is left is love. "
"Aries, do you want to stay or go?"  He says, "Go..Realmer, after this gets sorted out, call me. Julian, a university is a good idea, if you have not done so already, make him Chancellor of it and I'll help from Fantalin." He withdraws a trump and steps through.  Dworkin walks to Dorna, "Forget. Sleep"
He looks at Realmer, "Well, I'm done. This is your room, you clean up the mess" He disappears.
Arlo says while pulling a cig out with a shaky hand and lighting it, "I assume we need drinks?"
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
"I do so enjoy our family get-togethers."  Based on the look on his face and the tone of his voice, no one can tell if Realmer is being sarcastic or serious. He withdraws a thin cigar from a pocket in his robe, lights it with a flame from his fingertip, draws in deeply, holds it for a moment, then exhales multicolored smoke. He looks to Arlo.  "Yes Arlo; drinks. Strong drinks. And lots of them."  He looks to Julian: "Perhaps it is best that I leave Hiroaki, Nina and Emilie to your care."
*'''Michael James Watson'''
"I have no idea what to do with this one. I don't want a war with Borlak but if he sent ninja against me I think i already have one. If any of you have a better idea then cutting his throat, I am listening."
Silence fills the room.  Arlo says, "Well, Julian, as I see it you don't want his blood on your hands. We don't want his death curse. I can handle this for you if you like."  Julian looks to Realmer, "What do you think?"
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
Realmer looks to Julian with an eyebrow arched, then to Hiroaki with brows furrowed. He purses his lips a bit then looks Hiroaki in the eyes.  "Hiroaki, Son of Borlak, Grandson of Oberon, Great Grandson of Dworkin, know me: I am Lord Relmopator of Amber, War Chief of Clan Kalota of the Odaraxta, Son of Hagalta and Satura, Grandson of Dworkin and Verna the Primal Adask. Your fate has been left in my hands. All of your men that came here to kill King Julian are dead and you might have been as well had it not been for the... untimely intervention of the progenitor of our family. King Julian is now aware of both your and Borlak's intentions towards him... as is Caine and soon, King Random."  Realmer pauses for a moment.  "You are a lucky man, Hiroaki. You should be dead twice over at least..." he looks to Julian and Arlo with a wicked smile for each, then back to Hiroaki "yet still you live. And you shall continue to do so, provided you call off any and all hostilities against Amber, the Royal Family of Amber, and their interests. And I suggest you tell your father to do the same. If you agree to my conditions, you are free to leave and live, if not..." he pauses for effect. "Call it compassion, mercy, weakness... I don't really care, but you owe your life to me, Hiroaki... they wanted to kill you. So, do you agree?"
*'''Michael James Watson'''
He laughs, "Julian will kneel before the Horde or die before it. Normal comes to claim his birthright. What was promised him...I recognize no debt. Dworkin did this. None of you have the glass balls to face me blade to blade. So kill me. My curse is ready."
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
Realmer does not hesitate, he draws HIS NP Dagger and moves like a flash (Robe: Engine Speed) and slashes Hiroaki's throat deeply, making sure to severe both arteries and veins on both sides as well as the throat. Then he shoves the blade deeply into his heart while looking him in the eyes. He moves the blade around a bit, then pulls it out, flings off the blood and sheaths the blade.  "Bring on the curse."  Realmer inhales deeply through his nose, as though snorting something, then exhales sharply. Then he smiles calmly.  "So... what's next on the agenda?"
*'''Michael James Watson'''
Arlo steps up as Realmer speaks, producing a blank trump. Turning it to face the recently dead body the trump glows, and the body disappears. Turning to look at Realmer with a scowl. He turns the blank trump to face himself and he vanishes.  Julian laughs, "Well, war is good for industry. We better get on a war footing fast. Xorit is Bannerlord of the Odaraxta and he has nominally pledged to me. I can offer him land and lordships for a more oath-bound service. And tell him if he wants to challenge for the Trexcat, Gaxag, and Darxti banners he better do it fast. He may have to cut the Shaxta out of the Odaraxta no matter how much that hurts.. Fast Realmer. A few dead ninja are not the same as a dead son of Amber. You're in it for certs. Tesa, welcome to the family."  He kneels next to Nina, still sitting on her knees. "Come beloved. Your binding never held me to you as much as my heart did. We can't wallow."  Nina stands and goes to her sister, writhing in anger against the primal duct tape. She places a hand by her temple and calms her into sleep.  "Her anger is deep...Beloved....She may not recover. She has done something horrible..We may have two curses to deal with. I can't.... do more then make her rest. Send her to the realm we put the Ice statues in. I can't. My imprint is gone, I've lost my stair. I lost the Wind. She has no imprint and has lost her wind. I must get back to Blomish immediately if I am to recover them. We can argue there...”  Julian moves the Emilie and raises a hand. She vanishes.
He comes and takes Nina's hand, speaks a word and they vanish.  Tesa looks to Dorna.  Gangdis says, “Well, company is coming”
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
Realmer's mind is already racing; realizing the consequences of Dworkin's actions, accepting the consequences of his own actions and the all of the events that would soon unfold because of both. He looks over the faces of those still in the room and ponders many things in an instant. Satura, his mother who just watched him murder a man in cold blood, mind not all there, she might now fear him which is unfortunate. Gangdis, his Bodyguard and Advisor who has experienced more wars, battles and Amber Family issues than anyone he knew seemed at ease but ready for anything. Tesa, his Partner who had had a rough life almost beyond his reckoning, whom he had trained with and fought beside, who seemed she would back him regardless of the insanity level. Dorna... she looks so peaceful and sweet when she sleeps. Giovanni the Protector who watches over Tesa... he seems capable and he his is an odd outlier of the Family and Realmer likes odd and outliers. And Bob, always there, always out of site, always watching and listening, always in his head listening, always ready. He recalls Datarik is still here, possibly still in his room, but unlikely still asleep after the noise... his local knowledge and advice will be invaluable. Xorit would need to be contacted immediately, he would need to know what had just happened, the Banner Lordships of the other Clans were up for grabs, the Clans of the Odaraxta must prepare for a new war... several perhaps, and those Orders needed to be given soon. The South Wind was open and up for grabs, and Lord Relmopator of Amber, the Vampire of the Dungeons, Field Commander of Amber's forces on Adledross, and now the new War Chief of Clan Kalota of the Odaraxta of Adagalasck, was about to make another power grab, hopefully before anyone even knew that a power void ever existed.  ~Bob; new image time. Always appear as a white raven when you're not hiding or in combat. Also, time for a War Council. Go get Datarik and bring him in here. But let him know who you are and what you're doing first; I don't need him surprised, I need him ready.~  Realmer takes a few breaths and lets it all sink in... then, before anyone else breaks the silence, he speaks.  “War Council!” Realmer calls out, but not loudly, just authoritatively. “Everybody in the room just saw what happened, now here are the consequences.” He pauses as he looks over the faces again then says, “Somebody wake up Dorna.... never mind, I'll do it” he says with an evil grin. Realmer uses a Pinch Cantrip on Dorna's butt cheek to wake her up.  “As I was saying...” glares at Dorna as though she had fallen asleep during a war council, “the consequences: the South Wind is open for the taking, Xorit now has many opportunities to claim, including up to three Banners if he fully swears oath to King Julian... and I will need Xorit's help, and all the Clans of Odaraxta... but the Shaxta will be a problem. And eventually, we will need the help of all other Banners as well. Because first, I intend to claim the South Wind.” Slight pause. “I am family to Emilie, the former Mistress of the South Wind and Lady of Fire, and I am Adask and Fey, as was she and as many of those who reside in the South Wind Region are.” Again, slight pause. “Aaand because we don't want Krelat of the Shaxta or anyone else for that matter, claiming that much power and influence now... because secondly, Borlak's Horde is coming here to wage war.” Another pause. “We need to help Julian unite the peoples of Adagalasck and prepare for war. We are going to need to secure the Arch soon and garrison more forces there... I get ahead of myself.”  He sighs, takes a deep breath. By this time, Bob has certainly returned with Datarik and is perched somewhere as a white raven; Realmer says aloud.  “Bob; locate my Ward, Sadashi, and bring her here in a polite and informed manner befitting her station. Make sure she is ready for travel, but do it quickly.”  Realmer looks around the room at each face as he speaks, gauging their reactions.  “First; we need time to plan so we are all going to First Step; the Time Flow is faster there, five to one. Plus Xorit and the other Clan War Chiefs are there. And my mother is coming with us. She will need our protection until I can establish a secure base of operations; the King has been generous in her care, but now that I am here and involved in local politics again, she is my responsibility. And Giovanni, you don't have to get involved if you don't want to, but I would welcome your experience and advice, if not your sword. So... until Sadishi arrives, I am open to questions and advice.”
*'''Michael James Watson'''
Giovanni nods, standing,”Like it or not, my presence here has left a cold bowl of soup nearby and I'm still pretty hungry. I'm a solider, at times a soldier of fortune. I'll stay because I guard Tesa fo the sake of my sister, which I will now do openly. But, give me a silver piece and You'll have hired my service for the duration. Call me the Count, or Count Solvi, when speaking to others until I introduce myself. I'm not much of an advisor, I tend to get distracted, but your idea of a fast time realm sounds solid and we should get their fast. ”
Gandis stands and goes to help Satura as she attempts to stand. “Ole Son, your mother is not well. Her scatterbrain is almost a visible fog around her. If the Flowing Horde is coming I suggest you get her out of here. Send her to Amber perhaps. To Random and Dworkin. Random will almost certainly be angry, and Arlo is there now telling him all about it, the snitch. But the Flowing Horde will come here, not there.“  “Tell King Random that Hiroaki died in a time of war. Assassins In King Julian's bedroom is an act of war. Borlak is moving against Adagalasck. And just between you and I, Julian said you did what he was going to do but you were quicker. I can't deny my own knife was just a bit slower then yours too. And Tesa had her snikura blade palmed against her wrist as well. Once Dworkin brought them all here and stuck Hiroaki to the wall, his life was measured in minute one way of the other.  Tesa asks, “Will Amber ally with Adagalasck?“  Dorna glares back.
Bob returns with Datarik, putting on dressing clothes, “Its war? But against who? The word of you taking Odaraxta is just now making the rounds of the clans. Not that they will object...Xorit will be delighted.. your bird was unclear. What word from the King?”
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
"Datarik, the enemy is known as the Flowing Horde and they come from outside of Adagalasck. I will explain in detail when we reach First Step and the Clan Halls, after we gather the Clan Lords."  "Tesa, I'm fairly certain Amber will come to our aid. Especially now that Julian and Caine are free from the influences of their wives. And by the way, he," points to Giovanni, "is your uncle on your mother's side and your protector. You two should get acquainted when you can."  "Giovanni, consider yourself hired." Realmer tosses an Amber Goldwing to him.  "And Gangdis, you are correct. My mother would be much safer in Amber and though I don't relish a conversation with King Random at this time," he sighs loudly, "it must be done. And sooner is better than later."
He pulls out Random's Trump and attempts contact.

====<big>King Random at Vulsar Base, More Consequences, a Key</big>====

*'''Michael James Watson'''
Random answers, "Well, me boyo, you were next on my call sheet! Good timing. I am at Vulsara. Star Fleet Command in fact. I don't suppose i can convince you to come through can I? Good time rate. Excellent alcohol. The King here is very accommodating." 
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
"Yes, Majesty, I can come to you, but only for a very short time and only because the time rate there is much faster than here. Hang on a second."  He turns away from the Card and looks to his companions.  "When Bob returns with Sadashi I want all of you to get to the Clan Halls on First Step as quickly as possible. Datarik, call a meeting of the Clan Lords and let them know I will be joining them shortly. Gangdis, I want you to meet with Xorit immediately and fill him in on the necessary details. Tesa, you're in command of our little cadre until I return. Once all the Clan Lords are assembled, if I have not arrived within one hour of their assemblage, I want you to contact me by Trump. The time rate on Vulsara is 60 to 1 compared to Amber, which makes it only a little faster than the time rate at First Step compared to Amber.. I shouldn't be long. Mother, you're coming with me to Vulsara."  Realmer slips his arm around his mother's waist then returns his attention to Random.  "Pull us through."
*'''Michael James Watson'''
Arriving in a open area in front of the arches at the headquarters of Starfleet Command Realmer sees the usually busy compound lightly attended. A few people wandering around under the bright summer sun of Vulsara. Random is sitting on a stone bench in the main walkway.  "Well, aren't you the cock of the walk? Its rare that Dworkin is caught by surprise but it seems he was. I would like to see his face when he doesn't know everything. I guess there is a reason kings rarely hang around after their successors take the throne. "
He stops his prepared speech and looks at Satura...  "Aunt Satura...This is a surprise. To what do I owe the honor? Realmer? Is there some part of the story Arloxedra hasn't told me?"
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
"Ah, yes, I had forgotten you had not met my mother yet. King Random, allow me to introduce Lady Satura, my mother. Mother, this is your nephew King Random of Amber, the man I have sworn fealty to."  He turns back to Random. "My father has done something to her mind and in her current condition she isn't capable of taking care of herself. So that is why I brought her here with me. I know I am asking a lot, especially considering some of my recent actions, but I need her to be safe and well cared for while I am about my business. I would like to request Sanctuary for my mother in Amber until things in Adagalasck are stabilized."  "And since I don't know exactly what Arlo DID tell you, and there is a fair amount that happened before he arrived, and a small amount that happened after he left, perhaps I should brief you on all that has occurred since I last spoke with you in Amber."  And so he does. Making sure to cover every detail, remark, and supposition. Including his intentions to claim the South Wind.
*'''Michael James Watson'''
He says, "Lets walk, Aunt Satura. I have been so looking forward to meeting you. I have heard so much about you. " Taking her arm in his.  She says ,"I would like that. Its been awhile since i had a nice walk."
Random says, "Would like to carry something pretty while we walk?"  "Is is heavy?"  "No, Aunty. But as we walk you should look at it a lot"  He slips the jewel of judgment into her hand, raising it so she gazes into it. He starts walking, leading her, looking to Realmer, "Go ahead and talk."
*'''Michael James Watson'''
He walks across the plaza into the main lobby. Nods are given but not salutes. He leads through a series of long corridors. Listening.. He asks no questions till he gets to Dworkin summoning people.  "Arlo was annoyed to have his vacation interrupted. No rest for the wicked I suppose."  He listens about the assault on Julian, "Borlak has been edging Regor for centuries, raiding around the Regor Sway, driving Nicholas insane and frankly Regorians don't have to go far to get there in the best of times."  Patting Satura's hand, reaching and turning the Jewel, catching her eye again.  "When the Arden Stone came west the Regorian star force went to seize the stone and Vance led a battle band in a forced shadowshaving that about ruptured his fore-brain. Went in and they mixed it up.. While that was happening Borlak raided a shadow a little further out of his path of destruction. He has always been careful not raid shadows that allowed faster then light travel or energy weapons and the Regorians never could hit them. This time he led a huge swath of his force a little too close. The Regorians figured it out, begged Vance to retreat. Instead Vance took command of both forces. He, Agrom, Vander and Candle lead both fleets. He told them to grab rocks with grapplers and tractor beams and follow him. He circled around brought the ship to high warp, then shadow shaved across the realm Borlak was attacking and they dropped the rocks like letters from angry gods. Vance calls them Thor Weapons-orbital bombardment. Blasted about a quarter of the Flowing Horde attack force to road hash. The Regorians are pleased as hell with Vance and on good terms with us. Benedict thinks Borlak thinks Adagalasck and King Julian are just possessions of Amber so that's where he is taking the battle first. He knows he can't make it past Diaga Raks so he may pick off outliers. We are not technically at war with him yet. He sent a huge force into Mandalay never to be heard from again. Well, they can be seen at the Alodor Equestrian Region of the Dramaturge. Shows every Saturday. Friggin pacifist magic."  He listens to the politics of the Winds. "Sounds like you have some trouble in realm to sort out quickly. I don't want to get in the middle of it. If you need some CHAD troops, I know a guy."
*'''Michael James Watson'''
Walking down a corridor of rooms with unlabeled doors. Reaching one he enters it. The room is filled with droids and people in red full body coverings. On one side Realmer sees Caine and Benedict looking into a glowing blue device casting shadows on their concerned faces.  Stepping beyond he sees the blue water of a Kolto Tank with a body floating in it.  Realmer recognizes Hiroaki.  Random says, "Now, tell about this"
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
Realmer smiles briefly then turns to face Random.  “The short answer is: I killed an enemy of the Crown of Adagalasck that attempted to assassinate King Julian.”  He pauses to look at Hiroaki's body in the tank of fluids.
“After Aries and Dworkin left, Julian asked if anyone had a good reason why he shouldn't just slit Hiroaki's throat then and there. The silence was deafening. Arlo stepped up and offered to take care of it. Julian asked my advice. I gave Hiroaki the opportunity to end all hostilities against Amber, her Royal Family and her interests. He laughed in my face, said Julian would kneel before the Horde or die before it, that Normal was coming to claim his Birthright, then he said to kill him, his curse was ready. So, I did. And Julian and Arlo weren't the only ones ready and willing to kill Hiroaki; Tesa had a blade at the ready as did Gangdis... he admitted to me that I was only slightly quicker than he was.”  Realmer turns to look Random in the eyes.  “Sending assassins to kill a king, any king in any Realm, is an Act of War. Borlak knew what he was doing and the possible consequences. Hiroaki knew the consequences as well; he was an Enemy of the Crown and he died in a time of war. Were he not an Amberite we would not be having this conversation, or it would be have gone differently. And 'the corpse' certainly would not be in a Regeneration Tank.”  “And I was already considering CHAD troops... I also know a guy... several in fact.” He chuckles and smiles. “So, what more do you want to know? And will you grant my mother Sanctuary?”
*'''Michael James Watson'''
"Sanctuary? No. But my aunt can visit indefinitely. Heck, she is the only aunt I have. I am restoring her attunement to the jewel. That should kick the hell out of anything magical Hagalta did to her. She lost her attunement when Dworkin did a clean sweep early in my reign. That allowed Hagalta to do what he did. In the mean time ill put her in a more comfortable cell near Brand. Its beneath the pattern and that does wonders for magical illnesses."  "As for him, " Random points to Hiroaki. "I have fucking Brand in the dungeons. Do you think I didn't want to kill him? Eric had Corwin eyes burned out rather the killing him. Julian has a lot to learn if he thinks killing an amber is a good idea. But tell Julian that Hiroaki is my trading piece now. For your information, Arlo had no intention of killing him. He has a trump card that delivers one unwillingly to the cell Brand is in."
*'''Michael James Watson'''
"Tesa...is a whole different problem for you and I but lets table that till Borlak crosses the 50th parallel. Once he is on the Chaos side of Ygg I'll breath. If Gandis killed an Amberite he better be able to Juice the blame upstairs or I'd have his guts for garters. Borlak is going to war no matter what. One day I'll see if he is sentimental about his son. I doubt it. In the mean time he was mostly dead when Arlo got him here. Galvar lost 2/3rds of his brain and survived. Corwin had his eyes burned out. Agrom from was flayed alive by sentient abysmal diamond shards. Desri was decapitated and carried her severed head around in a box for half a decade. Benedict lost an arm. Bleys lost his nuts. Caine lost an eye. Hiroaki will heal. I may install a new pack of memories though."  Caine walks over. He extends his hand. When Realmer shakes it he feels a key passed to him.  He says, "That's my key to the Stair in Codupia.  Emilisa's true name is Cadwallow. Tell her I love her but won't be bound. If she wants me, I am in Amber." He leaves the room.
*'''Michael James Watson'''
Benedict steps over for his turn. "If it comes to it, I would prefer my brother Borlak alive. If you expect to be in personal combat with him... in moments... call me."
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
Realmer is shocked by the gift of the Key and Emilie's true name but manages to nod his head solemnly to Caine before he turns and leaves.  He says to Benedict. "The thought of summoning you in that instance had already occurred to me, but thank you for the permission. And I will refrain from killing Family members in the future. I'll keep a Stone Binding Spell handy and Arlo's Trump up my sleeve."  He turns to Random. "Thank you for helping with my mother; it means more than you can know. She said to me recently, that Hagalta took a piece of her mind and hid it away in a secret place. I hope the Attunement helps. And though a cell in the dungeons is not quite what I had in mind, I understand why. And speaking of cells in the dungeon... is Hagalta still imprisoned there? If so, perhaps it's best to keep mother far from that cell."  "Oh, and there are two Hagalta's. And before anyone asks; I don't know how or why or when or anything about it... but I do know there are two of him. When I took up the Kalota Clan Blade, I felt searing pain, then a flash of knowledge of all who had held it before, starting with the previous War Chief, Hagalta... and I distinctly felt that there were two of him and that they were in pain and they knew the Clan Blade had been passed... but I do not know if either Hagalta knows that it is I that claimed it."  His eyes drift to the Jewel of Judgment and he peers within it depths.
*'''Michael James Watson'''
Random grabs the jewel. Realmer feels suddenly the absence of attunement.  Random says, "my trust is shaken, you understand?"  Stepping from an alcove is a powerful presence, feeling like wizard and warrior.  Realmer recognizes Corwin. "Two Hagaltas. That is what brought me."
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
"King Corwin of Avalon, Well Met by Moonlight and Magic. Cousin; it is good to finally meet you. Your Trump doesn't do you justice. I'd introduce myself, but it seems I'm rather infamous at the moment. So, how do you know about two Hagaltas?"
*'''Michael James Watson'''
Corwin says, "Because there are two Deirdres. There is some evidence what happened to her happened to this Hagalta.  He looks to Random, "I am here to convince him to let me take a good long look at Hagalta. I've heard that he did some pit diving in Chaos. The spot Brand fell is a popular Pit Diving spot. Tourists...So far I have barely gotten him to approve letting me see Brand. "
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
"Ah, yes. I do recall over hearing something about two Deirdres after Vander returned from retrieving the Mind Sword. I retrieved Hagalta from the Oracle of Night before he was sent to the dungeons. And I have only seen him once myself, right after he was put there."
*'''Michael James Watson'''
Corwin says, "Random told me recently that he had a Hagalta in the dungeons and that he heard from Chaos that there was one in Zilla. I came here to talk to Random since i dont want to lose time at home. The Dierdre I have in Avalon is somewhat scatterbrained. The one Fleece and Adrian have is a giant wolf. I've no idea how to unify them.
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
"Unify them...? Implying a split Psyche perhaps... split personality... perhaps even a separation of Id and Super-Ego... Interesting..." he ponders a moment. "I have two Spells that come to mind... if I were to blend them together and reverse their effects... hmmmm.... OK, hear me out on this and see what you think."  "The first Spell is called Spirit Split. So, when you get right down to it, people are walking bundles of conflicting impulses. Fight or run away? Fall in love or go take a cold shower? Everyone lives in an ongoing tension, caught between courage and cowardice, generosity and greed, affection and anger... you get the idea. The Spell divides the conflicting impulses into two separate personalities, while still forcing them to inhabit in the same body. The effect of the spell is unimportant at the moment, but you get the gist of what it does."  "The second Spell is called Unweaving. It is most effective against Shape Shifters; the spell forcibly shoves the victim into component parts. It causes the body to fall apart into a number of simple organisms."  "Now... if one were to take and reverse the effects of each of those spells; rejoin two split personalities and rejoin two component parts of one body... blend the spells into one... alter the spell to have two targets... back it with considerable Psychic Energy and a great Power Source, like say the Pattern... "  He looks from face to face and shrugs.  "I don't know what you've already considered or tried, it was just the first thought that came to me. I was a Low Wizard and am now a High Order Sorcerer, among other things; I think magically and based upon my spell knowledge."
*'''Michael James Watson'''
Corwin says,"My Dierdre can't walk my pattern. Not without doing what Aries did and as much as I love her I doubt she ever had that kind of focus. Right now there are less then a half dozen people that can walk my pattern. But Merlin is one of them and he is a low and high order sorcerer as well a Chaosian. He spoke of weaving and unweaving as well so he may be thinking along the lines you mention. But he also suggested consulting Masoja Dufiro of Binding, Time, Knowledge or Life. He said his best suggestion was a Masoja Dufiro of Wisher. Those are all just names to me. Even Dworkin is unsure. His suggestion is to have them walk the pattern together. He thinks some kind of physical division of cells occurred. In a way its nice to know he does not know everything."  Caine walks over, having not really been listening. "All that magic hooey is beyond my skills but i had a question..Corwin, you have seen both Dierdres. Yours and Bruiser. Are they the same handedness? Dierdre was left handed. Fought either hand or either foot of course and could write perfectly both handed, like most of us. But throw a rock at her head she catches it left handed."  Corwin says, "I don't know. My Dierdre is left handed. Almost exclusively. Now that you mention it...she often keeps her right hand clenched. As for Bruiser, she's a wolf. Handedness didn't come up." 
*'''Michael James Watson'''
Random walks over and says, "I know you boys have a lot to talk about but i need Realmer for a moment. Come along."  He turns and leaves, expecting obedience. Benedict follows.
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
Realmer nods to Random and follows but says quietly to Corwin while leaving: "I'll be back; I have some more advice that might help."  Realmer follows a step behind Random and to whichever side Benedict is not.
*'''Michael James Watson'''
The rejuvenation room is a cold sterile environment as would be expected of Star Fleet Medical. Clean, Sterile, but with a lot of droids. Staff in red surgical coveralls check panels and charts.  Six Rejuvenation chambers fill this medium sized room. Two are in operation. In front of them stands a Fey lord with silver gray hair, looking greatly out of place in a high tech environment. He holds the tethers of two horses that are REALLY out of place.   Beside him is a woman in tight black leathers, with black hair. She looks intently at one of the chambers.  Random leads Relmopator and Benedict into the medical chamber.  Random says, “Desri! Donovan! So happy to see you! What an unexpected surprise that could in no way have been known to me in Star Fleet Medical! How have your trips in shadow been, Donovan? Keeping interesting company it seems. Your mom says Hi. Oh, you both know Benedict of course, one of you being his daughter. This other is Relmopator, who just got Adagalasck in a really messy war. What kind of trouble are you two getting into?"  Random looks curiously at the keg on the side of one of the horses with Brownies sticking their heads out the top.  Random shouts, "Computer:  Gin and tonics all around!!!”
*'''Michael James Watson'''
Desri turns, and says, "Oh, hell...."  One of the brownies offers King Random of Amber a honey bun.
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
"Lord Donovan. Lady Desri. Well Met, by Moonlight and Magic... or perhaps I should say, by Artificial Light and Technology." He chuckles. "And please, call me Realmer.  And I can't be fully blamed for the coming War in Adagalasck... Borlak sent assassins after King Julian, which is an Act of War in and of itself... but I'm sure I accelerated matters."  He smiles then looks to Donovan.  "And I hear I'm not the only person of note of late; I hear you found the Arden Stone and returned it to Arden. Quite an adventure, I'm sure."  Realmer takes one of the replicated Gin and Tonics and toasts Donovan.  Realmer stands nearly 6 feet in height, his white hair is in a long braid running down his back. Besides the red katana, he also carries a plain looking long sword across his back and two NP Daggers at his waist; one with a large red stone in the pommel, one with a large blue stone. He also wears a platinum ring with two small black opals and a large yellow stone and a mithril amulet with a large purple stone on a heavy mithril chain.  He is also notably barefoot.
*'''Michael James Watson'''
The brownies climb out of the keg, quickly leaping to the horse's back, running and jumping to the ground. Going to a small table in a seating area off to a side the start pulling miniature plates and cups, samovars, and silverware out. They grow to a reasonable size. They fill a plate with hot fresh miniature honey buns, candied honey combs that enlarge. Put out several jars of mustards and maple syrup. A plate is filled with bacon. Another with maple roasted sausages. Samovars heat with tea. In less then three minutes the spread is laid out. They grab a bun and a big piece of bacon they share. Donovan gets a mental health sense that the brownies call the table ready as they disappear among the machines to break their own fast.
*'''Jill Pritts'''
Donovan takes a gin and tonic a bit gratefully, "Your Majesty." He nods to Benedict, "Sir."  He toasts Relmopator, "Well met. Life has been one big adventure lately," he says without giving details. The young man standing before you is around 5' 10", broader shoulders than you would expect from the Fae.. He has silver blond hair, pointed ears and eyes that fall somewhere in the blue/purple range. He is garbed in a finely tooled leather jerked. Long sleeves of of some dark green material and dark leather breeches and boots. He does have a sword on one side, a dagger on his belt on the other. One one wrist he wears a dark silver or platinum bracelet with a few dark blue jewels. A large white owl sits on the horse nearest him.  "I should proffer thanks, for saving my Father,congrats on starting a war, it sounds like things have been busy since I left," (note he doesn't actually offer thanks, very delicate worded). "And this is Lady Desri, Realmer, she played no small part in the Stone's recovery."
*'''Michael James Watson'''
Desri laughs.."No small part? I only found it, scoped it out, arranged for recovering it and then had the pattern drop my friend here on me at the last moment. After that things did get complicated."  Random says, "Complicated? Try matching a half million troops down the jeweled road from Amber to Rue Katal. The Waymets along the way looked like locust victims after we left. Then of course I had Dalt march them home after the Stone leapfrogged us."  One of the red suited staff steps up to Donovan.  "Sir, that brownie with the green vest pointed out that the horses should be cared for. Would you like me to have them transported to the veterinary section holding. The look ready for travel but if the can be groomed, watered and fed easier there."
*'''Jill Pritts'''
Donovan partially turns never quite putting his back to anyone “That would be most appreciated. This really isn’t the place for them.”
*'''Michael James Watson'''
The staff man says, "Not unless they want to be foals again!" Then the horses are transported away. The Browines start chittering worriedly.
*'''Jill Pritts'''
as they are about to be carted out and the brownies chitter Donovan says, “hold and grabs the brownie’s home and the saddle bags with important things off the horses.
*'''Michael James Watson'''
he realizes at the last moment that they are being moved magically-transporter. the tech stops the tranfer so Donovan can grab the bags then transports them.
*'''Jill Pritts'''
He turns back to the others. “Please help yourself,” he indicates the food. “I guess they wanted a life of adventure.” He turns back to Realmer. “So how is Julian these days?”
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
Realmer sips the gin and tonic, samples a bit of the food and returns his attention to Donovan as he begins speaking. He smiles, then sighs slightly.  "Julian is... nearly overwhelmed, by my assessment. Heavy is the head that wears the Crown. Prior to my arrival he had concerns over the growing tensions in the South, Krelat of Clan Shaxta causing problems in the East, Clan Kalota without a War Chief, backwards thinking Royals in need of education and concerns about his Wife, Sister-in-law and daughter. But he dumped some of those responsibilities upon me and just in time for several upsets within the power structure of Adagalasck, including an attempted assassination and his wife's Love Binding being removed from him... Caine's as well from Emilie. And of course the coming of the Flowing Horde lead by Borlak. Julian claims he still loves Nina and when last I saw him they were headed to the North Stair in Blomsia to reclaim the North Stair and North Wind. I myself will be returning to the West Stair soon then I'll be off to claim the South Wind and stabilize the region and help prepare Adagalasck for war. If you and Desri don't have any plans, you're both welcome to come join the fun. My Trump is in the Deck, you feel free to contact me."
*'''Michael James Watson'''
Random and Benedict listen but its Benedict who says, "Did you say Julian and Nina's daughter?"
*'''Jill Pritts'''
At about the same time as Donovan asks, “they have a child?”
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
Realmer arches an eyebrow, the slightest smile touches the corner of his mouth for just an instant.
"Yes. Her name is Sadashi and she is about 20 years of age or so in appearance, which would be about right considering it has been around that many years or more in Adagalasck since Julian returned to his Wife. Has the look of a warrior, but is highly curious about Sorcery. In fact, young Sadashi is my Ward, as per King Julian... as if I didn't already have enough going on. Honestly, I think she is a bit spoiled and more trouble than Julian wanted... but now I feel Julian and Nina need some time... for many reasons, so I feel I am obliged to keep young Sadashi out of trouble and out of their hair."
*'''Michael James Watson'''
Benedict and Random exchange glances.  Ben says, " Perhaps considering you obligations Julian would consider sending his Ward to Amber as you did your mother. The person I know who knows how to handle a spoiled youngster of our breeding is Dame Margot. Tell Julian that Margot would be delighted to look after his daughter."  Desri says, "Perhaps Julian would like his daughter to spend time with her brother?"
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
Realmer looks at Ben, then Desri, then Donovan and finally Random.  "Well... I will certainly consult with Julian, when he is available, regarding his wishes regarding his daughter. Until then, I'm sure she will get an education that she cannot get in a University or from Dame Margot, no disrespect, by following me around during all this political upheaval and preparations for a war. Might be exactly what she needs, being a Princess of Adagalasck."
*'''Michael James Watson'''
Random says in a flat voice that somehow seems a command unexpectedly,  "Confer with him now."  Benedict nods.
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
Realmer says nothing and simply pulls out Julian's Trump and attempts to make contact.
*'''Michael James Watson'''
The trump opens quickly, considering the time relations. Julian says,"Good. I was about to call you. Trualta is excited. I told him I was opening season on Krelat. He is moving naval forces to clear your way south. Where the hell are you? Looks like Vulsar Base..ah...Kingdom of... Anyway... "
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
"I am at Vulsar Base, and I am with King Random. I came to get my mother out of Adagalasck and away from the coming wars. King Random is graciously allowing my mother to stay in Amber. He also suggests you might want to send your daughter to Amber as well during the coming time of unrest. He said Dame Margot would be delighted to look after your daughter. I told Random she was only my Ward and I would need to confer with you first... King Random was insistent I do so immediately, so here we are."
*'''Michael James Watson'''
"Vulsar? 60 to 1. That's about 15 to 1 here. Better pull me through. I need to talk to him anyway. Tell him about Caine and Emilie. My war wont stay mine forever. As it is I am in an argument here I would rather not waste time on here. Might as well finish it there."   He extends his hand.
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
"Well, Caine is here, in the next room with Corwin, and Benedict, Desri and Donovan are here with me and Random."  He extends his hand and pulls Julian through.
*'''Michael James Watson'''
Julian says as he arrives, "Caine is here? By the teats of the Unicorn, who isn't here? Just Corwin? Random...Good to see you again. Guess Borlak took the Star Fleet incident personally?"
*'''Michael James Watson'''
Benedict says, "I like the idea of blaming everything on Vance and seeing if Borlak wants to Shadowwalk here. We already know he has scoped out a path to the Jeweled Road at the Arch of Adagalasck that stays out of star ship lanes."
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
Realmer looks to Julian.  "I've already got my people moving in Adagalasck. I have them headed for First Step to gather the Clan Leaders of the Odaraxta for a war council. I should be getting a Trump call from Tesa soon letting me know they are assembled. Unfortunately, I haven't had the opportunity to speak with Caine and let him know about Emily's curse on him or that she lost her Wind... or what my intentions are regarding the South Wind. But he did give me this, which should make my plans a little less difficult."  He shows Julian the Key to the South Wind that Caine gave him.  "It is my intent to head to the South Wind as quickly as possible once I return to the West Stair. But since you are now available Julian, perhaps when we both get back you could use that transport trick and get me and my little group to the South Stair much faster then traveling across land and sea. The sooner I get there, the less chance of anyone else claiming the Wind and the seat of power."
*'''Michael James Watson'''
Julian says, "If Caine is here i'll go speak with him but i agree. Lets get you and your strike team to the South fast. Donovan, its good to see you. Glad the Arden Stone business got settled. Come see me sometime. I will have a lot of action soon."  Random says, "Realmer, about your ward..."
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
Realmer looks at Random and nods, then turns to Julian.  "My Ward, your Daughter, has been invited by King Random to stay with Dame Margot during the dangerous unrest that is coming to Adagalasck. I told him I had to confer with you regarding this matter, and now I am."  He gives Julian a pointed look, then looks to Random, then back to Julian as he takes a slow half step backwards, implying it is between the two of them and to keep him out of it.
*'''Jill Pritts'''
"I would like to get a chance to meet the sister, you didn't see fit to tell me about, but I cannot take her on as a Ward. I can recommend Dame Margot for helping an Amberite get adjusted to, well, all of this," he says.
*'''Michael James Watson'''
Random nods to Donovan, "Yes, Julian can be like that. He didn't tell anyone except Oberon and Benedict about Duncan for almost a hundred years. He didn't tell us about you for almost 10 years and that was after I had made such a fuss about new Amberites."  Julian scowls, "Yes, Random, I didn't tell anyone about Duncan, Donovan, or Sadashi for a time. And Oberon brought you and Mirelle to Amber in your 30s with a sad and possibly dying mother, wonderful as she was for a time, and never told us about Giovanni. He brought Hamilton to Amber when he was in his hundreds and had him act as a personal Bodyguard for a decade before telling us he was kin. Evelyn was in her 50s and stayed in Amber a week. Nina and Emilie were 120 years old before Oberon brought them to Amber and then sealed them in a tomb alive after 3 years. He didn't bring Delwin and Sand to Amber with that bitch Harla till they were in their teens. He never told us about Jaques, Joseph, Kundjiiq, or Kibar none of whom I have met yet, save for Kibar just recently. He didn't tell us about Dalt and Dalt didn't tell us about Macsen till he was ready to walk the pattern. To the best of my knowledge only Ben here knew about Phillipe, Evelar and Evankala. Pierre has been to Amber long enough to walk the pattern and flee.”  He picks up a honey bun and wraps a sausage in it.  “Then we have Deirdre who didn't tell us about Geryon or Stryker. Caine didn't tell anyone about Samuel, Lark Harooon, or the kid he has running around he South wind someplace he didn't introduce to me even. Eric didn't tell us about Derek or Vander and only brought Arloxedra to Amber secretly to read the friggin' library. Flora brought Elyane to Amber for Eric's coronation in time to see Corwin blinded first person and didn't tell us she had FATHERED(!) a child, Zachary, till you issued the Call to Kin, And you left a heartbroken wife and child in an ally to be brought back to Remba by Llewella. We have all a tradition of hiding our children from each other which was the whole point of your Call to Kin. Even after that we have hid children from each other till they were not babes to be held as hostages or some form of knife to our throats.”  Caine and Corwin enter the medical bay and Corwin says, “I see Kingship, marriage, and fatherhood have not made you a more friendly person.“  Julian spins, looking to Corwin, “Its made me more honest, can you say the same? You came to Amber without Barret and Warrick. I don't know if either has walked the pattern even.”  Corwin, never shy about food, noshes, “They have walked the pattern; My pattern.”  Benedict says, “If we are rehashing this obscene pastime of genealogy lets include Gerard not telling us about Truman for 2000 years, and only telling us about Carissa when she was an adult. Delwin not telling anyone about Vance for a few millennia. A bunch of Adrian's kids who have never been presented at court, including one with Sand who looks like a Ewok. Dashel just had a daughter pop up in the Trump Deck.”  He points to Galvar, “There is Galvar Osricson over there with his impressive ability to hide in plain sight and be overlooked and hardly ever mentioned despite almost always being within 10 feet of the king. No one knew of him until after Patternfall. And most egregious examples of all is that none of us knew about two whole cadet branches of the family created by Dworkin, the Vincent and Verna lines, and that no one younger then King Corwin was told about the oldest of the First Brood. We were taught to hide our children till they could defend themselves against each other. Its our heritage as a race of Chaosians.”  Looking to Donovan,”I'll bet a Silverwing that you do the same when the time comes. Now, can we move this argument back to important matters?”  Desri says, “That may be the longest statement I ever heard you make that didn't involve warfare.. Till the last line anyway.“  Benedict looks to his daughter,” Yes. The arguments of the succession and our relative bastardies has always gotten my ire up.”  Caine says,”Not all of us are bastards. Corwin, Random, and I were all born in wedlock.”  Benedict looks to Caine, “You may have been born in wedlock but you manage to be a bastard anyway...”  Random raises his hand, “Whoa everyone! This may be the honey buns talking but its great seeing all of us in one place! Now... waving my magic king stick here to change the topic, let me put this another way. King Julian, Queen Vialle would adore having your daughter come to Amber to be a Lady in Waiting. While there Dame Margot will teach her to embroider and Princess Flora will teach her how to arrange flowers and break hearts. Prince Benedict here will certainly fence with her some and Prince Bleys can teach her magic tricks. What say you to this Royal Request?”  Julian looks to Relmopator silently asking for advice.
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
As the conversation begins, Realmer finishes his gin and tonic, moves to the closet replicator and orders a Napoleon Brandy. He then makes his way to the table with food and samples a bit of everything.
Realmer smiles to himself and is glad the conversation is not centered on him. It is rather nice seeing the Elders squabble about something that was not him or related to him... mostly. And that he really didn't have to get involved.  But, as Random corrals the squabbling and makes a pointed request of Julian, Realmer moves back to Julian's side and says:  "Your daughter would be safe from the dangers of the coming war and would receive an excellent education. Plus it would remove a responsibility and a worry from my overfull plate."
*'''Jill Pritts'''
in the background Donovan orders coffee after putting his hand on Desri's shoulder. He then listens to the conversation and changes it to an Irish Whiskey.
*'''Michael James Watson'''
Julian nods, "You are right, General. Your advice is sound. King Random, on the advice of General Relmopator I will have Princess Sadashi delivered to Queen Vialle's service promptly. My only request at this point is that I wish to be present when she walks the pattern. I am sure her mother would as well but Ninaaratres coming to Amber might be tricky. After her recent behavior it might be a bad idea for her to walk the pattern at Fantalin. The idea of having her walk the one in Royal Diaga makes my eyes cross."  Caine smirks, Corwin chuckles, Benedict nods, and Random says, "A Princess of Adagalasck, your daughter, walking the Diaga Pattern would mean about three thousand spectators, their entire royal family, delegates if not the ambassadors to Diaga from every Golden Circle kingdom and a lot of others, not to mention every one of our royals would get an actually engraved invitation requiring them to tell the Queen of Diaga why they can't make it."  Julian nods. Desri says, "I'd hate to have to pay that bar bill." Julian nods faster.  A voice comes over the intercom, causing everyone to look to the ceiling. "She could walk here. I have a Pattern."
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
Both of Realmer's eyebrows go up and the corners of his mouth go down and he makes a hmmm noise.  "I'm guessing that's King Vance? His offer sounds like the best idea I've heard all day. Julian? Random? Is the matter settled? I don't mean to be pushy, but we do have a Kingdom to stabilize and a coming war to plan for, and time is not on our side."
*'''Michael James Watson'''
Julian says, "It sounds excellent. Pencil it in Vance. I'd like to talk to you for a moment. I think we are done here. Donovan, I'm not asking you to come to Adagalasck yet. But once the war is in full swing, i hope you come. Random, your majesty, give my regards to the queen. Tell her I still wear her favor should she need me and I appreciate her taking my daughter under her wing. Tell her I said to feel free to spank her. A time in the dungeons would probably do her good too. General, i will see you back at the house. Let Sadashi know to pack light. Vance, can you transport me?”  "Transporting now."  Benedict looks at Realmer, "A month out of Rasak and he's a General." Julian smiles wickedly as he transports.
*'''Jill Pritts'''
Donovan opens his mouth to say something to Julian and then he's gone and shuts it. "Does he make all of you want to drink too?"
*'''Michael James Watson'''
"Does he make all of you want to drink too?"  Caine says, "Corwin regrew an eye, Benedict regrew an arm. I wouldn't want to guess how many of us have regrown livers. The Bayle family grew rich medicating the royals during the reign of Oberon. We practically had a pipeline from Tazilwere to Amber during Eric's reign. Does HE make us want to drink? Every time I hunted in Arden, yes."
*'''Jill Pritts'''
He looks to Realmer, "Don't suppose you can fill me in a little bit more on what's been going on with him?"
*'''Jill Pritts'''
Donovan looks warily at all of them, wondering what all has happened with his father and this kingdom that he is not picking up. He wonders why Caine's wife has considered to have cursed him, but Julian's wife messing with his head has everyone just fine. And deep down somewhere in his heart, but certainly not on his sleeve, he resents the attention that Julian gives to the Realmer and his daughter when was such a bastard to him.  (Not saying any of that out loud, just thoughts flitting in his head)
*'''Michael James Watson'''
Desri leans in and kisses Donovan on the cheek and leaves the room without comment.  Benedict quietly watches her then turns his attention to stare at Donovan.  Corwin says to Ben, "Yours, eh? I hadn't met her. She was gone by the time I reconnected with Amber. I know Doria of course. She's a piece of work."  Ben says, "Yes, work, a chemistry experiment. I spoke with Vek awhile back about the Benedict Cult Hall at Zilla and in Hendrake Hall. Maylon is Doria and Desri's sister, as is Yalla, but its me they venerate. One would think Maylon would be their focus."  Corwin says, "No, all Amberites may gain a following but a lot of them are based on artistic perceptions of the trumps. You defeated Chaos. There are Cult halls to you in most major and a lot of minor houses. A lot to me because of my pattern. Frigging Dara tried capturing me in one. This Vek, is of the Lintra line, under Maylon and Gaolus, I should try and meet him."  Random says, "Vek and I have an arrangement, just so you know. I have one with Jurt as well. I need more information of Mandalay. For pacifists they have a rather rugged intelligence community. I should get back to Amber. Caine, Benedict, look in on our other patient before you return. Caine, are you sure about Amber?"  Caine nods, "Yes. The ancient bind is broken. I love Emilie but i won't be a slave. If she wants me she can abandon Adagalasck and come to Amber. Otherwise its just a power thing for her."  Ben says, "But Julian chose to stay?"  Caine says, "He's King there. He won't give that up so soon. Besides, Ninaaratres was always his main love. "Looking to Donovan, "Sorry son, but Julian's attachment to Ninaaratres is ancient. His connection to Cyrene is new by comparison. "
Corwin listens, then asks, "Random, I'll be coming to Amber. We should talk. " Random nods and opens a trump. "Arlo. Bring me and Corwin through." They step across.
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
Realmer has been watching Donovan out of the corner of his eye, watching his body language, listening more to what he does not say than what he does, since he says so very little, compared to everyone else in the room... except Desri who has also been rather quiet, other than her boasting about her involvement in the recovery of the Arden Stone. It is obvious there is tension between father and son, which seems common amongst the Royal Family of Amber, himself not withstanding. Realmer realizes that Donovan is not in the know as to current events concerning Julian and Nina and he intends to pull him aside once all the big talk is concluded.  When Benedict comments on him being a General so soon after leaving Rasak, Realmer is tempted to say something, but is instantly fascinated by the visual display of Julian 'transporting'. He tips his head to one side slightly, arches an eyebrow then says, “Technological Teleportation. Fascinating.” having no idea the significance of what he has done and said as he has never seen or heard of Star Trek or Spock.  Realmer is a bit surprised when Donovan makes the first move and asks him for information on his father but is actually glad he did. Realmer makes eye contact with Donovan and nods in the affirmative, giving him a look of understanding and empathy. Realmer recalls his early years in Amber and his first Family gathering for dinner when the Bayles were also invited and graciously provided the beverage selection, consisting mostly of their wines. The stories are still told of that night, when the Vampire of the Dungeons ruined a Family Dinner and made an enemy of an entire Noble House... and most of them were true.  When Caine comments about Julian 'choosing' Nina over Cyrene, then suddenly Random and Corwin are also gone, leaving only Realmer and Donovan, Benedict and Caine... Realmer glances at Donovan and says, “Perhaps now is a good time for us to talk...” he looks around at the room, “but I think we should find a setting better suited to adventurous types like ourselves. Honestly, this place is a bit uncomfortable. Give me a moment.”  He then turns to Caine.  “Caine; I should tell you... after you left, Emilie... was extremely angry and Nina believes she may have laid a Curse upon you. Emilie was so overcome with anger, that Nina begged Julian to put her to Sleep, for both she and Emilie had lost their powers and their Winds. She also begged Julian to put her... well, somewhere where I believe time flows imperceptibly slow... for her own safety... and others. You should also know, I intend to use this Stair Key you gave me to Claim the South Wind to fill the Power Void created by Dworkin's... intervention. It was my intention before you gave me the Key, but having it just makes things a bit easier on a couple of fronts.”  Realmer turns to Benedict and says, “General!? I didn't even know I was enlisted.” He chuckles and smiles. “Guess I'll be putting all that training to use sooner than I thought. I'll try to make...” he stops and chuckles again, “I'll try to NOT fuck up.”  He turns back to Donovan. “I have a personal shadow where I am sure we will both feel more comfortable. I can increase the time rate to give us a bit more time to talk before duty calls when a certain Trump call comes... There is a lot you will want to know and I am willing to help... but it is a Shadow within Adagalasck... not sure how you feel about visiting your father's kingdom, so to speak... and this is one of the few safe places I know where I have a high control of things. Unless you have a better suggestion? Your call.”
*'''Jill Pritts'''
Donovan shrugs at Caine's statement. He truly doesn’t care who his father hooks up with.  "I will go, I need to hear you out, in case I get drawn into the mess," he walks over to the table with all the food and looks to the brownies. "Time to take another trip, thank you for the lovely meal. He makes a sandwich of two pancakes and some eggs and sausage.

====<big>A Private Conversation with Donovan; Son of Julian</big>====

*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
"Very well. We will be traveling by Pattern Transport; I haven't made a Trump of the place yet."  Realmer brings the Pattern to mind, walks it to its center then focuses on the courtyard of his Castle in Adagaar. He reaches over and lays a hand on Donovan's shoulder and then Transports them both to Adagaar.  There is something in the air. Some worlds have clouds, just like those here. Some have a heavy heat, as this one does. It seems as if it is always night, even under the brightest sun. It has a touch of static that arcs every few moments. There is a sense of old blood. There is a feel of old feuds.   The courtyard is several terraced levels of trees and grass. The area they arrived in is covered in paving stones and has a large table with several chairs around it in the central area and several comfortable looking chairs and couches with smaller side tables around the edges of the courtyard. Spaced out around the paved area are magical light globes casting a dim light upon the walkways. When they arrive, the light globes in their vicinity brighten.  Realmer holds up a hand, giving the just a moment gesture, then he focuses for a moment on the dynamics of his personal shadow and increases the time flow to nearly as fast as it can go.  "I just sped up the time flow here, so even if my Trump call was to come within the next minute, we will have a least an hour here... probably more."  He touches a tiny bell on the table and a larger bell can be heard to ring within the castle.  "I just summoned my staff, if you would like some food or drink it will be brought soon. So, have a seat and get comfortable, we have much to discuss."   Realmer sits in a comfy looking chair near a small table off to one side, there are also two other chairs and a small couch in the sitting area.  "So... where to begin...." he ponders a moment. "Perhaps it is best to start with when Julian met Nina, and Caine met Emilie, over 5000 years ago, in Amber, when Oberon brought his two Adask Daughters to Amber. The Amberite men fell deeply in love with the Adask women, a love deeper and stronger than any had seen in them before. Now we know that they were both under a Love Binding laid upon them by the sisters. Then Oberon sent Nina and Emilie away, to Adagalasck, then sealed them in as he thought them too dangerous to deal with at the time."  "So we move forward in time about 5000 years or so, when I came to Adagalasck looking for answers to questions about my heritage. I know I look Human, but I am Adask Fey. After arriving here, I contacted Nina via a Trump card that Julian had given me and we traveled Adagalasck together headed to the North Stair and her seat of power, the North Wind. Along the way, Nina began reminiscing about her time with Julian, so I pulled out his Trump and contacted him and pulled him through. Their reunion was a happy one."  "Over the next year, Julian become involved, as did Caine, in the affairs of Adagalasck. After a mighty battle with my father, Hagalta, who intended to become King himself, Julian was victorious, he claimed the West Wind and was crowned the King of Adagalasck."
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
Realmer pauses in his oration to pull out two thin cigars from his robe. He puts one of them in his mouth and lights it with a fire finger cantrip, inhales deeply than exhales multicolored smoke. He takes the second one and offers it to Donovan.  "It's Uhrula; very relaxing but kind of heady. But nothing an Amberite can't handle." He chuckles, puffs again then continues with his oration.  "I spent another five years here in Adagalasck as Amber's Ambassador. I got to know Julian and Nina fairly well and did all I could to assist with stabilizing their Kingdom while keeping an eye on things for the Crown of Amber."  "Moving forward in time again, about twenty years or so by Adagalasck time standards, I returned here to discover that the kingdom was still not stabilized and that Julian had concerns about his wife, his sister-in-law, and his daughter, Sadashi. He also talked about some of the problems he was having with the Royals of his kingdom, and told me that he wished to open a University of Fantalin Campus on the West Stair, so that he could educate the Royals of Adagalasck as well as his daughter. And that is when he made his daughter my Ward. That was just a few days ago by my time reckoning."  "Now, here is where things get rather dicey. I invited Aries Colbrese, the Dean of the University at Fantalin, to come here to confer with him about setting up a campus here. Nina seemed surprised that Aries was coming to visit and suddenly became very quiet. When Aries arrived Nina became very angry, accused him of sealing Adagalasck and trapping her and her sister away from their lovers for almost five thousand years, local time, and then banished him to a shadow Realm that was not very hospitable."  "Julian was enraged. He said she had broken a covenant by not talking to him about what she intended to do. She said she didn't care, and that Aries deserved it. She said to me that I could petition for his release the following morning but not sooner. Then she disappeared. Julian stated he was unable to determine where Aries was and so therefore stated he would have to go have an argument with his wife."  "Then I visited First Step, the realm where Julian wanted the university to be built. I discovered that the main Clan Halls for the Odaraxta, the Adask clans of this realm, we're located there and apparently they were waiting for me. The banner lord of the Odaraxta, a friend of mine named Xorit, offered me the Clan Blade and Leadership of Clan Kalota, the clan my father had once ruled. I accepted."  "Upon returning to Julian's estate later that night, I discovered that Aries had already been set free and he looked like utter hell. Apparently he had spent five hundred years in a very inhospitable shadow. He said that Nina was preventing him from being able to leave Adagalasck and that he needed to do something desperate to get out. That is when he summoned Dworkin and everything got very messy."
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
Realmer draws deeply off his Uhrula cigar, holds the smoke for a few seconds, then blows out a large multicolored smoke cloud in a heavy exhale that sounds more like a heavy sigh.  "When Dworkin arrived he seemed caught off-guard, which was a sight in and of itself." Realmer chuckles but then his tone get serious once again. "Then Nina and Emily suddenly appear in the room and begin screaming at Dworkin to get out of their Realm. Emilie tried to attack him, and that is when she suddenly found herself duct taped to a wall and her mouth taped shut. Dworkin then called a mandatory Family Meeting and suddenly family members started appearing in the room. First Julian appeared, then Caine, then my mother Satura, who was just in the other room, then Arloxedra popped in, looking like he was on a mountain hike somewhere, and a then a man dressed in ninja gear, who we later found out was Hiroaki the son of Borlak. When Hiroaki attempted to attack Dworkin, he also found himself duct taped to a wall."  Realmer pauses again for a puff then continues.  "Hiroaki somehow snuck into the realm with about a dozen Ninja Assassins and was in the process of trying to assassinate King Julian when Dworkin called the family meeting. Julian had apparently dispatched the other ninja and was pursuing Hiroaki when the summonings began. Dworkin then told Nina that she had broken the rules by attacking Aries and that a price must be paid. That is when Dworkin removed the ancient Love Bindings from Julian and Caine and stripped both Nina and Emilie of their powers; he erased their Imprint of the Spiral of the Four Winds, a Squiggle of Power located here in Adagalasck. It also stripped them of their seats of power and left a power void in the regions known as the North and South Winds."  "Both Julian and Caine seemed confused for a moment, once the Love Binding was gone, but then once their head's cleared, Caine became very angry, pulled out Random's Trump, conferred with him for a moment and Trumped out of the room to Amber. Julian did not seem angry, but instead seem concerned for his wife. Nina was quite distraught at that moment, thinking she had lost her lover, but Julian went to her and reassured her that his love for her was stronger than any love binding she had laid upon him and that they would find a way to work things out. After Caine departed, Emilie's anger became so great it could literally be felt throughout the entire room. Nina commented to Julian that Emily had done something bad and may have cursed Caine. She begged Julian to put Emilie to sleep and send her somewhere safe, since she had lost her own powers to do so. Julian did so. He then said that he was taking Nina to The North Wind to help her reclaim her seat of power then disappeared."  He pauses for another couple of puffs while he reviews everything in his head to see if he missed anything that might be important to Donovan.  "The rest is mostly just political maneuvering and war tactics, but just for your information, I intend to claim the South Wind and do what I can to help stabilize this Kingdom before the war with Borlak and his Flowing Horde arrives."  "So... Any questions? Anything I can clarify or elaborate on for you?"
*'''Jill Pritts'''
Donovan declines any food with a polite thank you and shake is his head no. His eyes scan the area around them and he is alert but listens to Realmer’s story. As the Love Binding is mentioned, he frowns, but does not say anything.
*'''Michael James Watson'''
(A clearification on transporting. Even with Advanced pattern imprint he can't mindwalk and teleport using it. He can have Bob transport him because being a living trump he has been transporting people. So modify taking donovan to Adagar by Bob the Beholder transport)
*'''Michael James Watson'''
(Clearification on the timeline. Oberon brought Nina and Emilie-Ninartes and Emilisa-to Amber in the Kingdom of Amber year 440, and banished them in 4403. Caine and Julian would have been in their 30s. Patternfall occurred in 5201. Julian and Caine go to Adagalasck in 5285. The current year in Amber is 5286. so its not 500 years ago but closer to 5000 years ago)
*'''Michael James Watson'''
(Oberon didn't round up all the Adask Fey and Adask. Adagalasck was being populated by them since it was created and they had immigrated from their shadows of origins. Then once sealed they had 50k years to develop as a people)
*'''Michael James Watson'''
(Dworkin, in his own anger at being surprised, called a Family meeting and summoned everyone of his blood in Adagalask. Arlo just happened to be hiking in some frolicsome mountains at the time. )
*'''Michael James Watson'''
(I like how you didn't mention the reason why this sudden conference is being held at Star Fleet Medical in the Kingdom of Vulsara of all places. Why it included Caine, Benedict, Corwin, Julian and Benedict, with Vance observing from elsewhere in his kingdom
*'''Michael James Watson'''
Realmer feels a trump contact, and a close one.
*'''Jill Pritts'''
Donovan was going to ask that next but thought his question about Borlak might be leading to it. But Realmer is getting a trump contact
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
Realmer takes another puff off of his cigar and grimaces slightly as he exhales.
"Well, I'm sure just about anyone in Amber could give you a better history of Borlak and his Flowing Horde, but as it stands today, we believe the Flowing Horde will be descending upon Adagalasck shortly. If Borlak sending his son, Hiroaki, and a small Cadre of Ninja Assassins to kill Julian didn't start the war, then my actions certainly did."  Realmer feels the Trump Contact coming in, but he holds it off for a few moments to finish telling Donovan what he wants to know.  "I know I mentioned that Dworkin duct-taped Hiroaki to the wall, but what I may have neglected to tell you was what happened afterwards. Julian had every intent on slitting his throat and asked everyone in the room if anyone had a better idea. Arlo stepped forward and said he would take care of it, I assumed he meant he was going to kill Hiroaki so that Julian it didn't have to. And my Partner Tesa and my Elite Bodyguard Gangdis also had blades at the ready to do the job should no one in the room want to. So I stepped forward and gave him an opportunity to swear off all hostilities against Amber and the Royal Family... he laughed in my face and told me that Julian would kneel before The Horde or die before The Horde. So I slit his throat and stabbed him in the heart."  Realmer takes another puff off of his cigar then finishes by saying, "Then Arlo Trumped Hiroaki out of the room and then himself. A bit later I contacted King Random, he pulled me through to Vulsara Base and showed me that Hiroaki was currently in a regeneration tank... They said he will live. I was told not to kill anymore family members, regardless of how much they deserved it."
Realmer sighs. "And that Trump call I told you about before we came here... Well I think it's coming in now. If you'll give me just a moment please."  Realmer focuses on the Trump contact and allows it in. "Yes? Who is calling?"
*'''Michael James Watson'''
"Julian.  Aaah... do you know where Tesa and my daughter are? I found Gangdis stonebound and Tesa and Sadashi gone. I can't reach either on Trump. I don't have time for either of their crap."
*'''Jill Pritts'''
Donovan finishes his cigarette and wonders how much of his father he is like and shudders just a bit while he waits for Realmer to finish
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
Realmer speaks aloud so Donovan can hear.  "What?! Gangdis is Stone Bound? Tesa and Sadashi are missing? Where in all the hells is Dorna?! Frakkin Bugbear Bladders!! Why is it that every time I leave those two alone something happens? Hang on a moment Julian."  Realmer turns to Donovan.  "It seems trouble is afoot. Care to join me? I'm going to have Julian pull me through."
*'''Jill Pritts'''
Donovan declines the cigarette, pulling out one of his own. He sits back, but he is not relaxed. "Tell me more of this war and what is happening?"
*'''Jill Pritts'''
"Where?" Donovan asks before blindly jumping into who knows what with these crazy people.
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
"At Julian's Estate on the West Stair in the main Realm of Adagalasck; it was where I left my team and last saw them... and most likely where Julian is now. I don't blame you if you don't want to get involved; you don't know me or my team, this is not your problem or your fight... and I can tell your relationship with your father is strained at best. But it could be an opportunity to get to know your father and your sister, if you are inclined. And to be honest, I could use some help finding out what happened to my team; a new pair of eyes and a fresh perspective might prove efficacious and would be appreciated."
*'''Jill Pritts'''
"There is and has been no relationship with my father by his choice," Donovan states simply. "Helping you will not rectify that."  He stands, "I will go with you as long as I can trump away when I so desire and as long as the time patterns are not against me compared to Amber or Mandalay."
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
"The Time Flow of the main Realm of Adagalasck is 10 to 1 in Amber and the majority of the Stair Realms, like mine here, are usually the same time or faster, so you should have plenty of time to get back to your companions and your own activities. And unless something beyond my control prevents you from leaving when you want, you are always free to leave as you desire."  Realmer bows his head respectfully to Donovan then stands and moves within arms reach of him, then turns his full attention back to Julian's Trump contact.
"Julian, I Donovan with me. Pull us through."  Realmer places a hand on Donovan's shoulder, then extends a hand to Julian.
*'''Michael James Watson'''
Julian pulls you through. He is in the royal chambers in a large area with tables and maps. Present are several military looking men in a mixtures of armor styles.  Also present are Gangdis and Dorna.  Gangdis steps over, "Ol' son, Tesa is on her way to the South Wind. She has about two hours on us. I have a Dorna by the leash but just barely."  She stands erect and stern looking. "Lord Relmapator, Sir Gangdis has convinced me not to transport to Tesa for the moment unlit you had a chance to speak with her. Do so directly, please."  Julian says, "Realmer. We have secured the North Wind and Nina's Stair. There wasn't really any serious challengers. She has not assayed the sigil yet but we hold it. The south is yours if you want it. I spoke briefly to Xorit. He says he has forces to attach to the Kalota at your need. He has openly disavowed the Shaxta and expelled them from the Odaraxta. Krelet of the Shaxta is on the way south but Trualta has told me he will spare no horse in detaining him. Trualta blocked Krelet from going North. Tesa is heading south. She ditched her Elite to get there fast and Sadashi knows the way. You have the key. But she is a hell of a adventuring thief so i wouldn't put her figuring it out on her own. See to your effort, General.  He steps over to Donovan, putting a hand on his shoulder. " Donovan, its good to see you. I hereby grant you the rank Prince of Adagalasck. My seneschal can help you find lodgings. We are officially on a war footing but nothing is pressing. We are gathering intel for the moment. Feel free to look around. Did Random assign you an Elite? If so he has the rank of Lieutenant. If you can, come have dinner with Nina and I. She is calmer now.
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
Realmer's eyes narrow and his lips purse, a slight growl can be heard by all present.  "It is possible she is trying to secure the South Wind for me, as she knows my intentions. But, she did once tell me that she was only using her association with me to gain power." Slight pause. "Little sneak-thief." he says with both anger and admiration in his voice and on his face.  "Julian; is it possible for you to use your Power to transport me to the South Wind, or close to it? I recall you sending me to a nasty realm to demonstrate that power and I saw you use it to send Emilie away and take Nina to the North Stair. It would certainly help to get ahead of everyone vying for that seat of power."
*'''Michael James Watson'''
"I can. I have a place in what was Emilie's stair. Its a high up. So the dynamics are exciting. The time is 30 to 1 in Adagalasck. It has a a line of sight the the Fortress of the South Wind. Mind you, Emilie's people will be there. No adask. But War Trolls. Fairies. Sprites. Her army was mostly human and will probably be recovering from her glamour over them. I can't say how willing to fight they will be. Everyone bound to her through her Wind will be set free the moment Dworkin removed her imprint. Nina, Trualta and Hagalta never used their Wind to bind people. Makes them loyal but unproductive and lacking initiative. Trualta says he can send 100 horseman and 500 horse. Not the ryhnyn but good wild grass horses.. Once you get the to Fortress of the South go deep. The Chamber of the Wind is at the bottom. The Key is needed to get through about 100 doors. Terrible architecture.. Once there, it will accept you or toss you. I can't help with that. As for the Spiral of the stair, thats a whole different trouble. Its beneath the base of the stair in the south wall of the Fortress of the Wind. Once you are there, walk the Spiral. It should accept you. You are in a race to get there and may have to choose which to take first. I suggest the Wind. Its rulership. The Stair is power. Its your call which to do first."
*'''Jill Pritts'''
(You realize to an outsider this sounds like an Alice in Wonderland drug trip from the outside)
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
(Who says it isn't?)
*'''Jill Pritts'''
“Thank you for the honor Julian, however I am here to help Realmer for a moment and then must be on the way.”
*'''Jill Pritts'''
“I take it that the race is on to claim these sigils to claim a power void here?”
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
"A race for two Sigils to fill two power voids with many participants. Having a Fey Lord like yourself with me might be helpful and present a better image for me, but I won't ask you to accompany me any further, Donovan. Now that I know that Tesa and Sadashi were not abducted but simply pursuing their own agendas, I'm not so willing to get you involved any further, unless it is your own desire to do so."  Realmer turns to Gangdis, "I want you at my side every step of the way, of course. Dorna..." he turns to her, "teleport to Tesa and keep her and Sadashi safe, do not interfere with their plans... I think Tesa knows I am going for the Wind and she is going for the Stair."  He turns to Julian, "Tell Xorit and Trualta I graciously accept their offers of soldier and horse. Tell Datarik, Kalota's Seneschal, he is in command of the Clan in my absence and to send the Clan south to the South Wind and intercept Krelat and Shaxta if needed... I personally want to move fast and light and get to that Spiral post haste... I can deal with the peoples of the land and politics and loyalties after."  He looks like he is about to say something else, then stops and looks around the room.  "Where's Bob? I left him here to keep an eye on everyone, especially Tesa and Sadashi... Bob?"  Realmer reaches out with his Psyche to find his Familiar.
*'''Jill Pritts'''
Donovan waits to see what is going on with Bob. “I’ll see the next steps play out and then I shall leave.”  Donovan figures the intel alone is worth plenty for the time loss.
*'''Michael James Watson'''
“Hey Boss! I was wondering when you would get back! Isn't Tesa great? I'm with her now. Sadashi borrowed one of the pegasus of Julian's and we are over Seize now. Isn't Tesa's voice magical? I can't be sure she even knows she's talking like that.. But, I'm doing what you told me-Protect Tesara and Always Warn her of Danger. We had some trouble crossing the Alagasa Sea but that's done now. Sadashi says we will skirt land and come around to Codupia and the Fortress of the Southern Wind in about 6 hours. Sadashi and I argued. She tried giving me a magical command but it failed. I told her your commands came first and that was that Relmopator and Tesara are the ONLY Beings that can use my Powers, Magics and Spells. She was angry but Tesa calmed her down. Isn't she great? We are in South Wind waters near Schon. I'll keep you informed and don't worry. I feel safe when i'm with Tesara and less safe when I'm away from Tesara.”  "Oh hey...I'm having trouble transporting... Not sure why....Tesa doesn't know either....." 
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
Realmer looks through Bob's Eye to see what he sees.  But, he doesn't want Bob to know anything is wrong so he shields his own deeper thoughts from his Familiar and says to him mentally, to keep those around him from hearing.  ~Good job, Bob. Keep up the great work and keep me informed. Make hourly reports to me. Watch Tesa carefully; her new powers are manifesting and you need to observe and track them and their progress for all of us. Make sure she is not going to hurt herself. Remember, we are also supposed to be training our new Partner. And I'm looking into the problem with transporting... I'll contact you later once I know more.~
Realmer breaks the contact and turns his attention back to those in the room.  
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
Realmer has that familiar look of a silent Trump conversation on his face for a few moments, then his eyes focus back on the room and he sighs gently.  "Slight change of plans: Donovan, I know I just asked you to join me, but I retract that request. Things are getting messier by the moment and I can't have someone with me that could bail out at an inopportune moment; no disrespect, but you did say you have other plans and a time table. I wish you Good Fortunes, Lord Donovan."  Realmer bows his head respectfully to Donovan, turns to Gangdis, Dorna and Julian, takes a deep breath and continues quickly.  "Bob is with Tesa and Sadashi who are currently flying on a Pegasus over the sea along the coast of Seize, near Schon. I believe Tesa's new Powers are manifesting... Bob appears to be Charmed by her and is acting as though he is HER Familiar as well as mine. He indicated that she many not even be aware she is doing it... something to do with her voice. Bob said that Sadashi stated they were going to skirt land and should be at the Fortress of the South Wind in near to six hours.""Dorna, you're coming with me and Gangdis until the pair reach land, then you can teleport to Tesa; don't defy her in anyway, just agree and go along with what she is doing... maybe she won't use her powers on you... and protect her, of course. I want you to observe her and those around her with a clear head."  "Gangdis, once King Julian answers my question, advise me on this: do you think just the three of us will be sufficient to make a fast strike team that can get to that Wind?"  "Julian, tell me about the arrival point. How far to the Spiral from there? And how many can you transport with your Power?"
*'''Michael James Watson'''
Julian says, "Sadashi took Sota...Figures. I should have seen that coming. its a might creature.. a cross breed of a fine Pegasus and Morgenstern. Fast.. I can transfer 5 or so people at a time. Nina was better at it. The spot has a entrance that is a line of sight to the base to enter the Fortress from there the Spiral and the Chamber of the Wind are about the same distance."
*'''Michael James Watson'''
Gangdis says, "You need a warrior with magical skills. Bleys? You made a friend at Rasak...a CHAD member... Carston is probably around here someplace"
*'''Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.'''
Realmer looks to Gangdis. "Not Bleys; I really don't like that man. But Carston and Fortunadas would be excellent additions, especially since we have trained and fought together."  Realmer turns to Julian. "I know Carston works for you, but do I mind if I borrow him for this mission?"  Realmer is already pulling out his Dragonskin Trumps of both Carston and Fort.
*'''Jill Pritts'''
Donovan recognizes the dismissal for what it is. His face is neutrally polite as he returns the bow to Realmer.  “Another time then. Best wishes on your endeavors here. Father, let us connect when you have the time,” he briefly considers making a run for the sigil but realizes he is very underprepared to contest for it. He pulls out a trump of Desri.