Editing Volume Two: The Adask War Wizard (section)

====<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."