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Relmopator Barimen; aka ‘Realmer’

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Chaos Form: Winged Nosferateau Demon

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Avatar Form: Huge Vulture

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The Chronicles of Jeweled Amber: Relmopator Barimen

Volume One: The Vampire of the Dungeons

Book One: An Unexpected Ambassador

Prelude to Madness

As it was told to me.

  • After Dworkin ‘helped’ Corwin escape from the dungeons of Amber, he also left Amber, unbeknownst to anyone. He ended up in a Shadow named Montagar; a place of High Magic with a fast Time Flow compared to Amber. Dworkin had had a destination in mind when he left Amber and began his Shadow Walk, but his madness returned somewhere along the way and when he ‘came to’ he was in Montagar and was not exactly sure who he was. He knew his name and that he wielded great powers, but not much else.
  • He set himself up as a Wizard in a small city and over time took a wife and sired a child; they named her Satura. Dworkin and his wife Verna raised Satura until she was twenty-one when she married a nobleman of Montagar, Sir Kandith, and soon after she gave birth to a son, Relmopator. Dworkin and Verna, Satura and Sir Kandith raised Relmopator together, teaching him everything they could; he was a gifted child.
  • Shortly after Realmer’s sixth birthday Dworkin had a run in with some local Wizards who were insisting that he join their Guild, forsake the use of magic forever, or leave the area immediately; Dworkin did not wish to do any of these so he told them to leave. When they didn’t he Compelled them to leave using his powerful magic. Several days later the wizards returned with more of their kind, all with the intent of forcing Dworkin to comply with their demands. A again Dworkin refused and that is when a Battle of Magics quickly began, and ended. At the first hint of a great threat, Dworkin’s shattered mind grasped at his true identity and his true source of power. Using the power of Pattern, Dworkin temporarily changed the local Laws of Magic which prevented the wizards from casting any spells. Then he used Sorcery and his own Spells to end the lives of the original six wizards that arrived several days previously; he made sure their deaths’ were both dramatic and painful. He told the others to never return or their fate would be even worse; the remaining six wizards fled for their lives.
  • Dworkin's effort returned his memories and the errand he had originally left Amber to complete. He set out to complete it but once on the move his memory shifted again and while he completed the errand, he forgot about his wife and family and returned to Amber and the Patternfall war proceeded to its completion. With the repair of the Pattern, and a new King in Amber, Dworkin's memories were fully restored and he sought Montagar again. He knew he had to return to Montagar and set things right with his family there.
  • The time flow of Montagar was very fast compared to the Shadows surrounding it and when Dworkin got back, forty years had passed there. He found that his home had been razed and burned to the ground and that his lands had been burned as well and the earth salted; there was no sign of his wife, daughter or son in law. While his powers were great, they could not locate the trio. Investigations of nearby Shadows suggested that the three had been present when a gathering of wizards had attacked them, either killing them or abducting them. Many of the Shadows showed the child escaping. His assumption from such research was that his wife and daughter were captured and their location was significantly defended. While Dworkin has powers beyond nearly all creatures in Shadow, he is not omniscient. Since his daughter had never walked the Pattern, the Pattern could not generate a Pattern Ghost accurately. He had found evidence the son in law had died in battle, leaving a small inheritance for the maintenance of his family and that the razing of his home and lands had happened after the son in law's death. Unable to locate his wife, or daughter, he decided he could find the grandson and searched until he did.

As I remember it.

  • My first memory was that I couldn't breathe, it was hot, I felt constrained, my vision was blurry, just light and dark shadow. Then my grandmother's and mother's faces, then sounds, their voices, as though from far away, then suddenly loud. It was difficult to breathe, I was in pain, I wanted to cry out but was too weak, my face felt wet. I don't know if that was my birth or sometime after, but it is the strongest and oldest memory I can recall.
  • I remember grandmother telling me stories about fairies when I was still a baby and grandfather always wiggling his fingers at me, then nodding and smiling. My mother was always watching over me, holding me sometimes, but oddly distant. I remember a man in armor with light skin and dark hair standing over me with a warm smile on his face; I recall a deep voice, but saying calming words; my father.
  • Comprehension came quickly, then speech and language, but I was still weak and frail and movement was difficult. My grandfather and grandmother noticed my gift and taught me many things while I was still but a baby. And before I could even stand or walk, I could speak full sentences, read and comprehend what I was reading. Then I learned many languages, both spoken and written and was already adept at a few Cantrips by the time I was six years of age. One day many men arrived outside our home and had a loud argument with my grandfather, that turned into a quick battle of magic to the death for half of them... the other half ran away after grandfather yelled at them, then my grandfather walked away and didn't come back. My grandmother and mother were left to care for me alone, with occasional visits from my father.
  • Grandmother continued to educate me and taught me many languages and how to read a few of them, my mother taught me how to read the rest, sort of, and she taught me how to write, in several different languages and several types of script. I wished to continue my magical training, but mother warned against it, considering the visiting Wizards' problem with Dworkin, who was no longer there to protect them... grandmother always replied that she was more than capable of protecting them all.
  • Not long after my twenty first birthday, we were informed by an Emissary of the King that my father, Sir Kandith, had performed valorously and heroically to save the men of his company and died in glorious combat doing so. My small inheritance sustained us all quite well for many years. Then one day, while was I away getting supplies and foodstuffs, our home was attacked by Wizards and razed then burned to the ground as well as all of our lands... I assumed my mother and grandmother perished in the fire. I tortured myself for years wondering what would have happened if I had not been away. I spent many years working as a scribe in the next closest city to our destroyed home, somewhere I was not already known.
  • Dworkin found me in that nearby city as I was still working as a scribe; I was in my late forties, but still looked like a very handsome young man. I was angry at my grandfather for abandoning us and I told him that I and my mother and grandmother wondered for many years what happened. I told him that my father had died in one of the king's wars when I was young and my inheritance, while small, allowed us a quiet comfortable life for many years... but still we wondered what had happened to you that day. I told him that many years back wizards suddenly attacked and destroyed our home. I told him I had barely escaped only because I was not present and that I assumed that my mother and grandmother had perished in the fire.
  • Dworkin did not explain his absence to me, but instead said, “Our revenge shall be swift and final. Follow me, grandson.” Dworkin led me through Shadow, a short cut to the Wizard’s Guild Tower housing the guilty parties. Using a very powerful Spell (or perhaps Logrus Powers), Dworkin completely obliterated the Wizard’s Guild Tower and all within, but nothing else in the city was affected. Dworkin then took me to a Shadow ‘next door’, a world called Oerth. He took me to the Free City of Greyhawk and enrolled me at the University of Magic there. Dworkin gave me all the treasure I would need to pay for my schooling and supplies for many years to come then told me, “Learn all you can about Magic; everything. One day I will return for you and take you to your true home, but it may be many years.” Then Dworkin departed leaving me to fend for myself in a new city and a new world.
  • I spent about a decade of my life and my entire 'fortune' learning Magic at the Academy of Magics in the Free City of Greyhawk on the World of Oerth. I could have left within the first year after arriving as I had learned all the basics of Wizardry, but I stayed on to learn more, and more spells, and more magical tactics and more about magical artifacts of the land. Many of those latter years were spent away from the Academy but still within the city, learning how to earn coin for magic, which began my dive into continualism magics and earned me much coin in the beginning, but then once everyone had what they wanted, needed or could afford, the coins stopped coming. This turn of events is what led me to the life of Adventuring when a bartender and friend hired me and a couple of warriors, a thief and a cleric, on behalf of 'the city', to descend into the sewers beneath and find out why there was such a huge problem with the rats.
  • Years after that first underground adventure, a man calling himself Merlin, but more likely a Shadow of The Merlin of Chaos, took me and some other Adventurers from Greyhawk on a trip through Shadow... but something went wrong during our 'Logrus Tendril Travel' and we all got flung into separate Shadows. The world I was in was dark and dangerous, filled with predators both fauna and flora, hostile environment and environmental events and nearly everything was toxic or poisonous to me. Then I 'met' The Entity (a future main antagonist); a Powerful Psychic Being that was non-corporeal as far as I could tell and the name it gave me and demanded I call upon for power, has since been stricken from my memory by my choice and by my Will alone. The Entity ‘altered’ by my body (used my own latent Shape Shifting Power against me); my skin turned a sickening shade of gray, which caused the itching and burning to stop, then my eyes changed somehow, and they stopped burning as well, and I was able to see better in the darkness of that realm and my insides were changed so I could breathe better and eat and drink what the world had to offer, those things that had previously been deadly to me. Then The Entity forced me to change my way of using magic, my Magic Style (became a Specialist Wizard; Necromancer, with Wizard Kit; Witch/Warlock). I was forced to learn Magic again, a different way, just to cast the spells I already knew... but there were a few benefits.
  • When I tried to steal some of The Entity's Power at a time when I could tell it was unaware and vulnerable, it caught me and cursed the power I took; though my vision was greatly enhanced including seeing the invisible, seeing Illusions as slightly transparent, seeing magic as an aura, night vision equal to day vision, and a few other minor enhancements, it was at a cost... my eyes changed and they looked like reflective silvery metallic orbs in my head. The Entity then ‘altered’ by my body my body again; my muscles atrophied and drew tight against my bones, then my skin shrank down and drew tight against my atrophied muscles, then my body became wracked with varying levels of pain, but constant. I knew it would never happen again, and I only wish I had grabbed for more of The Entity's Power more quickly, instead of slyly, considering I got caught and punished heavily. After several years, local time, Shadow Merlin finally found me and snuck me out before The Entity could react; I was returned home to the City of Greyhawk along with my other companions, but Shadow Merlin was unable to undo what had been done to me in that Shadow Realm by that Entity of Power. And then he left and I have never seen him since.
  • During my many adventures spanning several decades and several worlds all within what I call the Gygax Shadow System, (all D&D worlds like Greyhawk, Forgotten Realms, etc.) I was ‘Cursed’ repeatedly; including but not limited to: Physical Strength Drain, Life Energy Drain (level loss), Perspective and Moral Shift (Alignment changed), and forced Shape Shifting into a Dragon or Dragonkin... it's difficult to remember for sure; it literally altered my way of thinking. Then there was a turn of good luck and I was changed back into my True Human Form via very powerful Wish Magic... and then shortly thereafter I was willingly turned into a Vampyr; a not living but not undead vampire. (A forced Shape Shift into an Amberite with vampiric abilities and Forms). I lived for a couple of decades as a Vampyr and as the Lord of an island castle filled with ‘rifts’ to other worlds and a Magical Rift Gate that could be set to travel to many known worlds.
  • Then one day, out of nowhere and without warning, as seemed to be his way, my Grandfather Dworkin showed up again and explained to me about my Amber Heritage and the possibilities of many special abilities. Dworkin took me through Shadow for a long time until we reached a Realm known as Ambir, a Shade of Amber with a Shade of the Pattern; walking it allowed me to Shadow Walk but not to wander in to Amber itself. It also gave me access to my Shape Shifting abilities, Power Words, Sorcery, Conjuration & Compelling and a limited form of Trump Artistry. Dworkin spent just enough time to show me how to use my Shape Shifting Powers, firstly, then how to alter my Spells according to the Magic Laws of the Shadow I was in, and how to use my Psyche to ‘feel’ the Magic of the Shadow to know what to change… and several other Psyche tricks. He also taught me about Conjuring, Compelling and Power Words. He also helped me create a Familiar from my own blood, a miniature Beholder that I named Bob. After a short time, Dworkin took me back into Shadow, showing me how to Shadow Walk and Hellride... then one day he disappeared and once again left me to fend for myself in Shadow... and in exactly the same Shadow as he found me.
  • I traveled through many Shadows near the Gygax Shadow System. I picked up the basics of Trump Artistry, but my Trumps were limited. After many years I grew curious about the different types of worlds and peoples out there deeper in Shadow or towards Amber... so I began exploring Shadows farther away for that shadow system with higher forms of technology and sometimes no magic, present anyway. Then places with strange physical laws and odd beings... then I turned around and began heading towards Amber. Because I had walked a Shade Pattern it allowed me to get closer to Amber than most other means, but still only as close as Ambir, so I explored a bit and I a group of Shadows I like to call the “Tarnished Circle”; a collection of Shadows just outside the Golden Circle, Shadows of current Golden Circle kingdoms that never had interference from or commerce with Amber or even the Golden Circle Kingdoms. I spent many years exploring those little explored Shadows closest to Amber... then, as it always was and is, Dworkin found me again, and out of nowhere took me away... but that time my grandfather took me to Amber, at long last.
  • But first, I attended the Royal Studies Course at the University of Fantalin in Thelusia. There I met Aries Colbrese, a Shadow of Dworkin, I believe. He gave me a tour and told me the history of the University; apparently the courses dated back to Caine, Julian and Gerard's youth. While I was in attendance, I met Arloxedra, the son of King Eric, during his term as an instructor after Patternfall... we did not hit it off and we never really got along well. But I was not concerned about making friends, I was studying and learning all I could so I could walk the Pattern in Amber.
  • A couple of days before Graduation, after I had completed all of my classes, Aries summoned me to his private office for a meeting. I accompanied Aries into Shadow on a Mission of great importance to Amber and of great personal importance to me. I met three Adasks, all War Chiefs of their of Clan; Hagalta, Xorit, and Krelat. This is when I learned that my mother, Satura, still lived and was the captive and wife of Hagalta. He presented me with a Tome that was of great importance to King Random and said he would only give it to him through me, so he could meet me, his son. Then Hagalta gave me my mother's Ring to prove he truly had her then he and Krelat turned and departed... Xorit remained behind and told me that he did not support Hagalta or Krelat but did support my mother, then he gave me a bag of Ice Orc Marbles, told me how they worked, then departed. Aries took me to Amber, the Pattern Chamber specifically, Dworkin, Random and Benedict were waiting; I handed the Tome over to Random then Walked the Pattern and promptly passed out at it center.
  • Even though I was assigned an apartment in the family wing, I was also allowed, with Fiona's permission, to take over an unused room on the Pattern Level of the Dungeons for the purposes of magical research... it became my regular living space. After walking the Pattern, my Ambir Shade Pattern Imprint was overwritten somewhat. The Pattern of Amber was more powerful than the Shade Primal Pattern of Ambir, but there was enough of a difference that there are times I can use one or the other, but essentially, they are the same power. After a bit more schooling, I became a full Trump Artist, but still my studies continued, but not because anyone told me to. Unlike Arlo, I did not like spending my time in the Library, preferring instead to ‘check out' large numbers of books at one time and take them to my private rooms in the Dungeons.
  • I spent many years, decades perhaps, studying Magic and Powers... I learned even more about Sorcery and the Pattern; that is when Dworkin gifted me a Shade of the Jewel of Judgment, the one particular to the Shade of Ambir where I originally gained my Pattern Imprint... oddly, it was green, not red. It was and is a potent signature piece for magical works, but is more effective in Shadows 'below' the level of the Shade of Ambir, rather than closer to the real Amber... but still, a powerful Artifact; I was nearly brought to tears of joy, and nearly drooling with anticipation of the power at my command.
  • My studies shifted to Artifact creation Empowerment. I spent decades learning all I could from tomes in the Library and from talks with Dworkin and others. When I felt ready, I created my first Artifact, without assistance; it was my Sorcerer's Robe, which acted as clothing, armor and magical storage, as well as extremely fast movement and flight. After many weeks rest, I began on my next Artifact, my Scrimshawed Bone Staff; a weapon, an attack beast and a guardian. Both created in the Pattern Chamber in the Dungeons of under Castle Amber, both created from his own blood, both Empowered with versions of my own Powers including Shape Shifting and Spell Use, among others.
  • My entry into the Family's Politics and intrigue came one day when I was idly walking the corridors of the Dungeons and overheard King Random speaking in a nearby room, I decided to eavesdrops on Random and the others in the room; they were discussing a great valley filled with dead bodies and a powerfully magical sword. I was invited in by King Random, who knew I was eavesdropping, to contribute to the conversation; Benedict, Vance, son of Delwin, Arloxedra and Vander, one of the Late King Eric's other sons, were all present. There were three swords on a large stone table in the center of the room; I recognized them immediately for what they were; The Swords of Power, though these looked a little different with the pommels showing the symbol of each. I knew their legend and told them all of what I had heard, including the complete Song of the Swords... though I only chanted it for them. I was, and still am, curious as to the location of that great valley... which specific Shadow it is in.
  • Soon afterwards, I had a conversation with Arlo in the Library about Adagalasck, my mother Satura and Vox; he had suspicions that I was descended from Vox and Dworkin and for some reason seemed to trust me less because of it... or so it seemed. Then Arlo showed me some new cards soon to arrive in the King Random Deck; Ninaaratres and Emiliesa. Then, oddly, Arlo gave me a Stone from Adagalasck and told me to walk the Pattern with it and that will allow access to that sealed Realm, so I did as Arlo suggested.

Prince Julian and Sir Gangdis in the Dungeons of Amber

  • Michael James Watson

Gangdis and Julian are arguing horse breeding one day, dark in the dungeons. Julian seems to be laughing, over a tankard of strong smelling mead, and his laughter is so out of character that its is startling.. They seem like old war buddies talking over ancient lines of horse long dead..

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

Realmer would be returning from the Pattern Chamber; most likely from guard duty, research or artifact creation... all are possibilities. Bob is floating a few yards in front of him and several feet above his head, somewhat in the shadows. Realmer stops and greets them both. "Gangdis, good to see you are in high spirits today. Prince Julian, good to see you again; it is rare that we see one another, what with me roaming the dungeons and you roaming the Forest Arden. May I join you? Or would you both like to come in? I have a wonderful mead and several beers I have made myself."

  • Michael James Watson

Julian raises and eyebrow uncertainly... "Well, why not... Gangdis and I were remember old times.. He was with father for some of the battles against Weirmonneker. Were wolves and owlbear mostly. Gangdis and I stood against 100 owlbears together.. Bloody day it was.. I was still a ranger of Arden then. It wasn't yet my charge" He comes in and settles, his armor shifting to a bracer. The rumor is that if he shifts his armor he is relaxing. But he has been known to attend family dinners in armor

  • Michael James Watson

Gangdis"100? Dear boy, it was 300 at least!" Julian chuckles..."It was 78, i counted. But i won't change the story if i hear you telling it at the Elite hall"

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

Realmer chuckles as he gets a few bottles and sets them on the small table in front of the sitting chairs. "Please, help yourselves. Back in my adventuring days I also encountered werewolves and owlbears, but never in those numbers. But I have found that a Fireball Spell can be quite efficacious with large groups."

  • Michael James Watson

Julian-"Magic.. Its a pity it so unreliable. A minute of shadow left or right and the spell is ineffective.. In shadow, yes, but in Arden, in Amber, its a fragile weapon. A strong sword is rarely risky to rely on."

  • Michael James Watson

Gang-"Ak. I don't go to the Elite Hall anymore.... This young Elites have no appreciation for history. I can't take them seriously.. and ... they mock me...not to my face of course... But I'm not up to thrashing the lot of them.. "

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

"I cannot disagree with you, cousin; Magic is tricky in and around Amber. But I much prefer a staff over a sword, myself. But I do understand the need for a good melee weapon. Though I may not be a great warrior such as yourselves, I do have SOME tactical sense." Realmer takes a seat in one of the empty chairs so he can see both of them easily and he pours himself some of his mead. Realmer looks to Gangdis, "Perhaps a good thrashing is exactly what those disrespectful young Elites need, followed by a good history lesson. Those who do not study history are doomed to repeat it."

  • Michael James Watson

gang-"Naw.. let them twitter. They have avoided real wars and raised in rank in shadow. Shadow wars are serious enough for the participants but they are not like danger to Amber. And not all of them.. Just a few.. I'm afraid i would embarrass myself if i drew blade on them.. My time is past.. they are the future"

  • Michael James Watson

Jul-"Gangdis, I'm half tempted to drag you out into Arden and tie your arse to a horse till you remember why you wear a Valorous band"

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

"I would disagree with you on the point of your time being past; I feel there is still much for you to offer to Amber and me personally."

  • Michael James Watson

Gangdis laughs, refilling his mug" Argh! I'm sure id remember it while i hung on the underside of the beast...bouncing my head off the ground" gang turns, "Oh is there, youngster? I've earned my rest. I earned it fighting the Wier, the moonriders, and breaking the Siege of Bunny Free. I fought the Dragons of Perdition when they attacked Thelusia. I was on post when Castle Amber was not much more then a manor house.. When you have served Amber as long as I have, a third as long as I have, you may want your rest as well"

  • Michael James Watson

Jul-"You want rest old man, I can plop you on a beach at Nasty Place and let you lay there till you grow bored. Its not rest you need, its action"

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

Realmer exchanges a glance with Julian then looks back to Gangdis. "I cannot deny that you have earned your rest, Gangdis; your service has been extraordinary. But I agree with Julian, I believe you are a man of action and I am sure this semi-retirement duty of guarding my door is boring you out of your mind. I was considering taking you with me, when I leave Amber to investigate Hagalta and find a way to free my mother... but perhaps I will have to take someone else if you crave your rest so much."

  • Michael James Watson

gang-"Well, in the realms you come from do the grandmothers suck eggs? " Julian chokes briefly, suppressing a laugh.

  • Michael James Watson

gang-"Ill go where you wish because i won't have it said i abandoned my charge. But your staying her suits me fine"

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

"Yes, Gangdis, some grandmothers do 'suck eggs'." Realmer says with a smile. "And I am happy to hear you will be accompanying me on my journey, I'm sure the 'young' CHAD mercenary I hired to escort me around the city will benefit greatly from your experience and wisdom... he will also be joining me."

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

Realmer glances at Julian again and takes a long drink of his mead. He wonders if teasing, baiting or gently antagonizing Gangdis is the best ploy and if he should add something more. But then Bob the Beholder floats over, but not too close, and for only the second time ever, speaks. It addresses Gangdis, its voice is deep yet smooth, its lips curl back over its many pointed teeth as it carefully enunciates each word. "I am also happy you are coming with us. Your stories are far more interesting than Sir Carston's." Bob's spherical body then angles downward and all of its eyes close momentarily... it would appear like a head nod of respect. Then Bob's eyes open and it floats up and away from the group; Realmer is speechless and his mouth is hanging open slightly. He recovers quickly by drinking some mead.

  • Michael James Watson

Julian-"Who is Sir Carston?"

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

"My CHAD mercenary" Realmer replies to Julian. "And Bob is correct, Gangdis' stories are better." Realmer then nods his head in respect to Gangdis in the same fashion that Bob did.

  • Michael James Watson

Julian-"CHAD? You have Sir Gangdis of Cogswell as your assigned elite and you dare spend a bent copper wing on a damned Tosaian sellsword? What the suffering hell? " Turning on Gangdis-"What kind of man is this Carston? Does he know who he is working for? Not him, " pointing casually to you, "But for you?"

  • Michael James Watson

"Ak Jules, for the love of.. I don't need to prowl the night. Were he to leave the realm id go.. As for Carston.. He is a serviceable man. A fair sword. A military man, not one of the adventurers.. He is hard, but polite enough.. Hes better able to scare off knife workers in the street then an old man like me"

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

"Well, in all fairness, cousin" Realmer begins, addressing Julian, "I was informed that Gangdis was my 'door guard' not my Assigned Elite Guard. And when I hired Sir Carston Brak, I was mostly unaware of who Gangdis is and what he has accomplished. And Carston has worked out well for my forays into the City. But I will certainly want and need someone with Gangdis' experience and wisdom when I depart Amber. And as far as spending coin on him... sometimes a sellsword will be more honest than an assigned royal guard. And sometimes a sellsword can go places and learn things a royal guard might not."

  • Michael James Watson

Julian seems unconvinced but shrugs "Its you gold. So where do you plan to travel?"

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

(assuming this is post Arlo talk?) "Adagalasck. According to Arlo I should go there. It relates to Hagalta and my mother, Satura."

  • Michael James Watson

he ponders... "Never been there..Nina is there though...Emilie too I'd assume.." he looks wistful for a moment.. "This Hagalta... I've heard of him recently but never before An Adask... Like Nina and Emilie.. hmm I hadn't realized.... I rarely have seen you in the day light.... You're of Adask stock... hmm ... "

  • Michael James Watson

Taking out his trumps he thumbs out Satura's picture.. nod. "Yes, i see it now.. Adask. Its curious that i hadn't heard that mentioned in reference to you or her... Her card is warm..sort of... "

  • Michael James Watson

"We of the blood often forget our matriarchal line. My mother was... difficult.. she was Queen of Amber for a time, like many of Oberon's women.. but.. politics played poorly with her.. "

  • Michael James Watson

gang-"Rilga was lovely. But yes, Oberon treated her like most women, replaceable.. And for Clarissa of all people"

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

"My... our.. Adask heritage is a new information to me. I have always been pale and my eyes have always been different, just like my mother's and grandmother's... but I never knew we were Adask until recently, relatively speaking. And her card is warm most likely because it is being blocked because she is being held against her will by Hagalta."

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

Realmer looks a bit angry and his face actually distorts slightly making him look somewhat more vampiric (Nosferatu) but then his face returns to normal and then he sips his mead in silence.

  • Michael James Watson

Julian.--"Well, this sounds like a personal matter and I would respect your desire to handle it on your own.. However, an Aunt being held against her will? My only aunt at that.. Should you wish my aid, trump me. '

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

"I thank you for your respect and discretion. And I thank you kindly for your offer of help, Julian. I may very well take you up on your offer, should the need arise. I hear your hunting pack is beyond compare, be sure to bring them with, should I call."

  • Michael James Watson

"I've heard Ad...... is locked. Do you have a method to gain access? "

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

Realmer smiles slyly, "I wouldn't be planning a trip there if I didn't have a way in." After a moment he adds, "Though, without Arloxedra's help I wouldn't have a way in, so I guess he is due his credit." Realmer would have walked the Pattern, with the Stone, as soon after it was given as possible.

  • Michael James Watson

"Well, I've a way in if you need it. It would cause me..... some heartache.... but its for a good cause. Should you wish it I'll oblige""

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

Realmer considers Julian's offer for a moment. "If my method should fail, I will certainly be in contact. But for now I would rather spare you the heartache. And again, thank you for your offer of help; whether I need it or not, your willingness to help will not be forgotten."

  • Michael James Watson

he nods, fumbling with Satura's trump... contemplating.. Slipping the card out he removes two others.. The frames and backs show them to not be trumps of the regular deck. They look less finished, He slides them over. "Take those.. I'll want them back. If you use them, give them my regards. Tell them Caine and I are well, survived Patternfall, and bid them to come to Amber.. Oberon is gone and Random.....is a different kind of king. He might be amendable. "

  • Michael James Watson

You see one is Emilie and the other Nina.

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

"Again, my greatest thanks." Realmer slips them up the same sleeve, into the same pocket, that he slipped the Trump for Adagalasck.

  • Michael James Watson

Julian rises and bids adieu, shifting his armor on. he nods to you both and steps out without preamble

  • Michael James Watson

Gang-'Sorry about that ..Some of them.... well. They don't have many contemporaries.. They age out.. So were you serious about traveling? I could send word to the CHAD hall, round up a few horse.. It might be bright out but the Jeweled road is safe enough"

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

"Yes, Gangdis, I am serious about traveling; I have spent enough time in Amber, and a select few Shadows learning, researching and preparing... it's time for me to get out. I want to keep it small; me, you, Carston... you wouldn't happen to know a good Padfoot, would you? We might need someone stealthy. And yes, send word for horses and to Carston as well. I do have a couple of things to do first though; I must say goodbye to Flora, I will so miss our Sea View Garden breakfasts....."

  • Michael James Watson

"I've a thought for a Padfoot.. If you will. Ill look in on him" "Excellent. I trust your judgment. At your discretion."

  • Michael James Watson

he heads off

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

For the next several minutes, Realmer unsuccessfully tries to sort through the Trump Deck and gather up some belongings for the trip ahead, finally Bob says softly, "Just call Flora." Realmer stops and finds her card instantly. "Thank you, Bob. Awful chatty of late." Realmer concentrates on the image of Flora and waits for contact....

  • Michael James Watson

"Yes? Oh.... Not who i expected.. Whats the honor for?"

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

"Oh, sorry if I am interrupting an expected contact; I'll be brief. I will be leaving Amber for awhile, headed to Adagalasck. I will be taking Gangdis and Carston with me... and Bob and Kevin as well. I just wanted to let you know that I won't be available for breakfast with you for an undetermined amount of time." He pauses for a moment then adds, "I will miss our breakfast time together."

  • Michael James Watson

'To Adagalasck? Really? Are you sure you want to take Kevin? Its a frolicsome place for a puppy without powers"

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

"Well, he is a tough little nugget... but I see your point. Perhaps it would be best if I left him behind. Would you be willing to watch after him while I am away? I really hate to impose, but you are the only other person in Amber that Kevin likes."

  • Michael James Watson

"Id be delighted too. Pass him over"

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

Realmer picks him up off his favorite cushion and hands him through to Flora. "I will leave my rooms unlocked, if you need anything for him just come and get it. You do know where my rooms are, don't you?" As he asks he then hands through Kevin's favorite cushion, fave toy, fave food bowl and a bag of homemade treats from a pocket in his robes. "That should cover it for now."

  • Michael James Watson

"Oh i have such things.. And Kevin is not stranger to my suite. Be safe... "

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

"Have fun on your date." Realmer says with a mischievous smile and a wink.... he knows Flora well enough by now. He breaks contact and finishes packing up some things within the many pockets of his magical robe.

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

Realmer then shuffles out Random' card from the Deck... perhaps the King should know his plans.

  • Michael James Watson

Carly answers of course... then patches you through

  • Michael James Watson

"Yes? Something in the depths i should know?"

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

"Yes, Majesty, I will be leaving them for a while. After receiving some information from Arloxedra I have decided to visit Adagalasck to further investigate my mother's captivity, Hagalta and my family connection to the Adask. I will be taking Gangdis with me, as well as a CHAD merc and one other. I just thought you should know as I have no idea the outcome of my visit or how it might affect Amber."

  • Michael James Watson

"Well, Adagalasck huh? Ya... that card is going to be in the deck but it will only deliver the holder to the border. We don't officially have embassies there so don't start a war with them. Not that i wouldn't like our chances. There are a couple of my sisters there... They have refused trump contacts effectively since Oberon chased them out of Amber. The trumps are even warm to the touch but I'm assured they still live. Strange place. Never been there myself. Oh, probably best not to mention it to Julian or Caine if you run into them. Its a sore spot. Both of them took long walks after the sisters were chased off. The betting was that they may never return. Obviously they did.. That was a long time ago.."

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

"I may have another way in, besides the Trump, Arlo gave me a stone from Adagalasck and had me walk the Pattern with it; he said it should give me access to Adagalasck... then mentioned the Jeweled Road and the blocked access." Realmer decides not to mention that Julian already knows.

  • Michael James Watson

"If you take the pattern, how will you get Gangdis there?"

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

Arloxedra also mentioned that Satura's mother was Vox... but I knew my grandmother to be named Verna... he also seemed to think I was involved in something with Nina and Emilie and Hagalta in some way." Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr. "Oh, I thought Arlo meant for me to imprint the stone then carry it with me along the Jeweled Road and it would allow me passage through the blockade."

  • Michael James Watson

"Arlo is paranoid. But he isn't wrong. Dworkin is hush hush about it. But there is a good chance that Verna is Vox. I can't reach Vox and Dworkin is in hiding as well, the.. Well, that makes sense.. Good.. Well then.... Have fun storming the castle. Don't kill anyone we might need in the future"

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

“I will only kill those that try to kill me first. And sometimes paranoia can be a good thing, but he is way of course concerning me; this whole Adask and Vox connection are new to me. I will try not to cause too much trouble for the Crown and I will let you know if anything concerning Amber comes up."

  • Michael James Watson

he nods, "Fair enough.. Good Luck" he closes the call.

Traveling the Jeweled Road to Adagalasck and Aztalios of Azcala

  • Michael James Watson

Carston stood near the stables, checking the outfitting of the horses. In the time he had worked for Lord Realmer their trips had trips had been in the city. A rough city at times to be sure, but there was nothing like taking to the road on horse back to make a warrior feel like a professional. Gangdis had instructed the grooms as to packing. He picked the horses too before leaving. Drunken old sot he may be but he knows his horse flesh. "Groom! Take these to the courtyard. Ill be back with provender. An hour latter with supplies in the arms of some of the castle pages he arrives to see a surprising figure by his horses.. "Sir?" Carston asks. The slight fop in fox furs turns, nods and hands a card forward. "Carston... When you reach your destination.. and pass the border, have your employers call me.. But don't give him the card till then. I have advice on the matter." Watching his back, Carston thinks, not for the first time, that meddling in the business of royalty is dangerous at the best of times.

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

Realmer would have viewed the courtyard via one of Bob's 'remote eyes' to check the progress of his 'party' from time to time while packing. Once things appeared to be ready he would finish up and prepare to departure. Once he finished packing what he thought he might need into the many pockets of his Sorcerer's Robe, he also tossed a few extra items and a couple of tomes into an old worn leather backpack and slings it across his back. He summons his Scrimshawed Staff to his right hand and looks around the room one last time. He summons Bob with a mental command; Bob floats over and hovers above his left shoulder then Shape Shifts into an albino raven, now perched upon Realmer's shoulder. "Bob, the courtyard." Realmer says and waits for Bob to deliver them their. Using his Trump Powers, Bob 'teleports' them to the courtyard, but not to the place the Trump in the Deck does. They arrive to the side of one of the entrance ways to the courtyard, allowing them the opportunity to observe the goings on before being observed.(Realmer may not have viewed the fop in fox furs as he only checked in periodically, but Bob would have seen him; his eyes are always watching...)

  • Michael James Watson

Bob notices when he trumps into the courtyard that he is observed by the Courtyards guards.

  • Michael James Watson

Carston nods as you arrive.. "Gangdis isn't here but he isn't too late.

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

Realmer glances around the courtyard, yet again impressed by the Elites awareness. He advances and glances over the horses and gear then looks to Carston. "I'm sure he will be along shortly. Did he brief you?" Realmer asks looking the man over a little more critically then before, reassessing him before the 'adventure' begins.

  • Michael James Watson

"Yes. a long ride to approach a blockaded Realm. I've supplies for a week though as i understand its not that long a ride. Ah..... There he is.

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

Realmer nods at Carston's comments, "Excellent. It is always good to be prepared and over supplied." Realmer looks to where Carston is looking.

  • Michael James Watson

Gangdis comes into the courtyard laughing, a wine skin in his hand. He seems to be talking animatedly to the woman with him. He seems to have a young girl with him, thin, tight leathers, pale straw hair with a variety of hair dyes splotches. She seem almost skipping as she talks to Gangdis

  • Michael James Watson

"Ah! Lord Realmer, let me introduce you to Tesa Resa...a friend of mine from the Harbor district. She'll do."

  • Michael James Watson

Tesa, "Ak, Gangdis, you old drunken fart!? you can't go telling him I'll do! We don't know if I'll be paid enough to do him. Sorry, Lord, he forgets himself when hes been,,,,ah,,,,awake...."

  • Michael James Watson
  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

Realmer assesses the woman as they approach. He smiles and chuckles then says, "Pleased to meet you, Tesa. Drop the Lord and just call me Realmer, since we will be traveling together. And I'm sure you'll be paid enough for your services, most likely overpaid... but I'm not looking for personal services on this outing." Realmer chuckles and continues. (mt)

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

"I'm not exactly sure what I will encounter or what situations I will be in while traveling; so I will need someone who is stealthy and good at getting into and out of places unnoticed. Since Gangdis has brought you here I am hoping you have the skills I need. Name your price and your terms."

  • Michael James Watson

"My price? I suspect a pocket of gold would be nice and i expect expenses to be paid of course. I expect a fair pick of treasures though I suppose you'll take the important pieces. Gany was unclear why you needed an assassin but i suppose that's your business. When you declare a mark i will do the how and you can keep the why to yourself. As for my "Personal" services? All my services are personal. If someone needs to die i suppose the Unicorn and the Fates have already made the call and ill deliver the message. Till then, I'll get into any locked place you find me"

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

Realmer looks Tesa over again then says, "An assassin? Excellent." He then looks to Gangdis and says "An assassin... more than I was looking for but good thinking. Well done." He looks back to Tesa, "I agree to your terms and performance bonuses are quite likely." He reaches inside one to the large pockets of his robe and pulls out a small sack of gold that is clearly more than a pocketful and tosses it to her.

  • Michael James Watson

She catches it with a nod.. "One more thing.. Though...its a bit embarrassing, and maybe a few days on the road would make it less creepy.. I'm a bit of a fan girl for Amberites. Are you familiar with the Deck Game among the normals of the kingdom?"

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

Realmer is a collector of rumors and does 'prowl' the city at night and hears all sorts of things... he has surely heard of it, perhaps even looked into the rules.

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

"Well, I have been accused of being creepy myself, but find little creepy, myself."

  • Michael James Watson

Non-magical copies of the King random Decks are available all over. Citizens buy them and have Amberites autograph their cards.

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

"And yes, I have heard of the Deck Game... and I would be pleased to sign your copy of my card." Realmer does not even wait for her to produce it before reaching inside a pocket and pulls out a stylus and ink pot... he is a bit old fashioned that way.

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

The stylus is carved from bone, scrimshawed like his staff. The ink is black with a slight purplish, reddish hue; it dries almost instantly.

  • Michael James Watson

She chuckles, produces a deck in a magicians move. Shuffles out your card.

  • Michael James Watson

gang "We should be on our way then.. Many a mile before sleep. We should make Diega Raks by nightfall if we push"

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

He signs it 'Relmopator Barimen' in a fine script. "I agree, we should be on our way."

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

Realmer easily pulls himself into the saddle of the horse chosen for him by Gangdis. He rests the butt of the staff in the right stirrup and adjusts his weight and posture... it has been awhile since he as been in the saddle. He leads his group out of the courtyard and out of the City.

  • Michael James Watson

The road is wide and colorful . And its hard to really draw attention in Amber but the group of you do. Tesa seems to disappear under a hooded cloak, arching in such a way to look more shoulderish, manly. The time passes and few interfere

  • Michael James Watson

A hard ride at a reasonable rate covers a lot of ground.

  • Michael James Watson

Arriving at Diega Raks, the 4 of you find it busy as always but able to accommodate the 4 four of you. Tesa, says she'll be by the horses at dawn but she has people here to see unless you need her personal services

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

Realmer chuckles at Tesa's comment and says to have a good night and be careful. Realmer makes sure Gangdis and Carston are set for coin then he is off to his room before getting a meal, to check the room over and 'freshen up'. Bob would leave behind a remote viewing eye immediately or at least before leaving for dinner. (Q: Did Bob notice the fop in fox fur? If so, he would mention it to Realmer since is it obvious Tesa is the 'Padfoot' he hired and not this fellow giving cards to Carston.)

  • Michael James Watson

Morning at the Raks finds Tesa with Gangdis, fitting the horses. Packs strapped into places, water buckets removed and set to the Raks grooms. Looking up Gang walks up, "Yes sir.. nice to get on the road early. Long day... We should get past Wiermon before dark. Smooth travel.. Its been a long time since i got blisters on my bottom. If we decide to stop early, we can find a waymet I'm certain."

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

"As you see fit; I trust your judgment. I will have Bob scout things out from overhead. I'm sure it won't be necessary but best to be prepared." Realmer nods to Tesa and looks around for Carston. "How were both of your evenings?" he asks of the two present.

  • Michael James Watson

The day goes by fast, a leisurely rate. The shadows shift but the road remains its colorful self.

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

Realmer studies the phenomenon that is the Jeweled Road at a Psychic level... feeling it flow from one shadow to the next without him doing the shifting. A fascinating experience to be sure.

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

Realmer does mention that though he has grown used to nice accommodations they are not required and if needed will even camp under the stars... but he has a spell that could take care of accommodations if desired.

  • Michael James Watson

Tesa-"Well, one thing I've learned that will be news at the gaming table... you're aren't a Vampire. No one was sure...Of course Amberite Vampires might be OK with light..."

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

Realmer chuckles and says, "In the Shadow where I come from there are Magics that will protect a Vampyr from sunlight; if I were a Vampyr I would certainly obtain or create such an artifact." He smiles fiendishly but does not confirm or deny the Vampire debate.

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

"Plus, I hear there are Shadows where a topical cream has been created called 'sunblock' that could prove useful for a Vampyr." He adds offhandedly.

  • Michael James Watson

Carton-"Jeremy Fairhand created Sunlight Stones on Tosa that make one invulnerable to sunlight effects of all kinds. Vampires love them. Of course their creation was a trap. A Vampire King stole their secrets and made tens of thousands of them. Gave them to his army and they attacked the City of Wall. Once they were engaged Jeremy Fairhand dispelled them all. Turned out the complicated combination of material components used had a simple counter combination. Piles of dust with piles of magical item in them for everyone to have. "

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

"An excellent trap; impressive. Yes, magical protections can have failings, I won't disagree. But any Vampyr worth his or her salt would certainly have more than one way to protect against the weakness that Vampyr's have. Plus, there are more than one kind of Vampire... perhaps not all have an aversion to sunlight."

  • Michael James Watson

Carston-"Well, Jeremy had to become a vampire to figure it out. But he fixed later.

  • Michael James Watson

As the long time floats toward dusk, a flashing light shines on the north. Leaping from shadow off the road come a dozen Jaguars, ridden by fur coated warriors. They leap as if falling down the well of the world. A pair on each of the four of you. Carston is bowled over, drawing his blade and going fully defensive but being hard pressed. Tesa, turns in the saddle and seems to fade into the shadow beneath the horse. The last sight of her is a long black thin blade dragging along the armored belly of one of the jaguars. Its innards falling out explosively with a foul stench. Gangdis drops his mug and grabs one of the riders, throwing him from the back of the beast and replacing him. Driving a dagger into the back of its head and leaping free as it crumbles below him. He lands, draws his long blade, shaking his head unclear at why he is suddenly standing covered in blood

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

Realmer most likely is taken by surprise and possibly knocked off his horse, but his Robe's flight ability may keep him from hitting the ground... also the Robe should prevent damage from most attacks. He will focus on the nearest attacker and release a Magic Missile Spell upon him/her... pretty much turning the body into little bits from the explosion of the multiple missiles... if not turning it into goo from the amount of damage.

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

The Spell is released from Satura's Ring where it is Racked

  • Michael James Watson

The robe had the barest moment too sense danger since the danger was in the Well of Worlds, falling till the moment it entered the universe around you. You sense a bit of embarrassment from it as you slam beneath the jaguars but the cloak flows you away to deliver your spells. two more fall to the ground and leap, at terminal velocity and at the end of a long fall. one rider from the first leap turn and leap at you. the other two take time to orient, turning ad leaping at the confused Gangdis. You note as you orient that a Carston is hard pressed defending himself but is holding his own. He has his heater shield and sword out. The horses seem to be dancing, not warhorses, but horses of Amber, trained to fight, they seem to be doing well but taking wounds

  • Michael James Watson

From a shadow beneath a horse a blade slips out and crosses the throat of one of the warriors, unaware a foe was there.

  • Michael James Watson

Gangdis cleaves one of the jaguars head from its body, a confused look on his face as he sidesteps and grabs a warrior from the back of another jaguar, and throwing him into another rider and beast causing them to tumble. He steps closer to you. "REALMER!!!!"

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

{Assault Strike!} Realmer thinks to his familiar and his artifacts. Bob releases a Lightning Bolt Spell that Realmer Racked there; a multi-forked stroke from the heavens striking multiple foes. The Ring releases a Fountain of Fire Spell at those directly in front of Realmer, possibly incinerating those in its range. At the same moment the Ring released it's spell, so did the Robe, a Grease Spell on the ground under those rushing Realmer. The Staff releases a Deep Freeze against those that are ganging up on Carston, slowing them severely if not freezing them in place. Realmer releases a Lightning Bolt Spell as well, again a multi-forked thing but this one shooting from his outstretched hand and striking all foes and jaguars but missing all friends and horses.

  • Michael James Watson

Lighting strikes among a collection of beasts and men singing them well but not slaying any. They look startled as further attacks land on them. Its rare they encounter such magic. The Fountain spell rages among those the lightning scared ones dropping a mixture of man and beast to the ground. The man on the beast last to arrive howls mystic commands.. The chilled ones in front of Carton lose their round and lose a rider and beast to sharp head strikes from behind a unpainted shield. A cloak moving like fabric smoke in the wind moves along the ground from the belly of a horse to slide behind a tree. From the other side flashes of black steal spikes fly true to the eyes of one of the beast, dropping one of the beasts. The group before you is sufficiently wounded to not take the time to further their own attacks.

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

Realmer focuses on the newcomer howling mystic commands, he unleashes a Magic Drain Spell upon him, basically preventing his magic and spells from working.

  • Michael James Watson

since the effect he sent occurred immediately, and was not casting magic.

  • Michael James Watson

Realmer notes Gangdis fighting a pair of jaguars. Carston drops one man from a beast and cuts a beast mightily.

  • Michael James Watson

Tesa flows under her shadow cloak, seemly a matter of stage magic rather then actual magic, flowing over wounded men and beasts leaving dead ones behind

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

Bob was in Albino Raven form initially, but it is now in its True Form of a Beholder, but enlarged to a bit bigger than a human head. From its aerial vantage point determines more help is needed so releases a spell meant to Conjure an Empowered Group of Monsters. They will be Invulnerable, Deadly Damage, Amber level Combat Skills, Tireless Stamina and Amber level Strength... a dozen Bugbear Corpses seemingly spring from the ground and begin attacking the enemies and their jaguars.

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

(these are not actually undead, they are just conjured constructs meant to inspire fear and creepiness)

  • Michael James Watson

The bugbears dig into the beast mostly and the riders slay as they can, but the dozen pairs seem rather ravaged and damaged.

  • Michael James Watson

Carston seems most pressed but still holding his own. Gangdis steps clear and grabs a horses bridle and swings up into the seat. Tesa is not to be seen.

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

Realmer hurls his Staff into the fray of men and beasts in front of Carston; it turns into a Displacer Beast... kind of looks undead. It begins attacking using hit and run/displace techniques

  • Michael James Watson

a piercing bell sounds and a shape falls out of the Well of Worlds and lands in a superhero three point pose.. Rising , a trio of Jaguars around his feet. Visions of hearts torn from chests appear. Grays ,gray feathers, a long obsidian knife in one hand, a staff slithering with snakes in the other.. a headdress that reeks of malice.

  • Michael James Watson

Tesa falls aside her cloak losing its shadow,, she pedals as he steps over to her, the obsidian knife falling.

  • Michael James Watson

a clink of black mithril scrapes along volcanic glass, making a screeching noise like the death of fire spirits..

  • Michael James Watson

Tesa seems to be parrying out of training, trembling in fear long forgotten

  • Michael James Watson

Gangdis leaps man and horse, two swords in his hands striking. Aztalios places the staff between him and the mounted Gangdis. His staff of snakes flowing to cover him and horse with writing snakes, biting, sucking, poisoning\

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

Realmer focuses on the new threat in a headdress and releases a Strength Drain Spell upon him and hopefully making him weak as a normal Human and the Ring hits him with a Paralysis Spell. Bob will unleash a Magic Missile Spell causing many tiny darts to strike Aztalios and explode upon impact.

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

The Staff in Displacer Beast form and the Bugbears continue to help Carston and others in the area

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

The Robe releases a Bodily Defense Spell upon Realmer in anticipation of trouble; protects against all forms of physical and magic attacks, magic spells and effects, bio-hazards, poisons, etc.

  • Michael James Watson

“Amber blood......” Turning to stand facing, stepping clear of Tesa, forgotten. The writhing snakes forgotten though Gandsis pulls and snaps them in two with squeezes tossing the bodies aside. The battle of Elite and Snakes seems even. The headdress shivers from gray feathers to colorfully vivid ones as magic passes over him, harmlessly, he breathes in, colors inhaled like smoke as the feathers return to gray. Tendrils of testing Psyche toy at the edges of your perception. Carston runs and pulls Tesa back, her fragile psyche overwhelmed. His holding on by not much more. “.... and an Amber heart.... for the fire... for my powers.... What shall the Priests of the Unicorn put on your pale stone, pale one? Shall we parlay before battle? Or have they told you no secrets worth telling?”

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

Realmer recalls a gift from Xorit, a bag of marbles that turn into Ice Orcs.... the Robe slips the bag out of the left sleeve inner pocket and into Realmer's hand... tie already loosened. Realmer does not draw any marbles but does keep them in mind. Realmer braces his mind as he feels the touch of Aztalios' Psyche testing his own... he prepares for Psychic Battle... "What is there to talk about? You want my blood. You want my heart. You want to make a sacrifice in fire. What could I say that would sway your plans? You have attacked me and mine with deadly intent and I shall return in kind."

  • Michael James Watson

"You and yours ride the Road of Blood. Why would you not be fodder? But, the Jaguar cultists here picked merely an unsuspectingly stout foe. By summoning me their leader may have saved his life but will endure torment for his failure.. I've never met an Amberite. in the flesh... Only our diplomats go to Mandalay where the rebel Amberites wait.. Still, a second time i ask your name. "

  • Michael James Watson

Bob tells you that Carston has an small archery weapon aimed at the back of this thing's head

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

"My name is Nobody. No. Baw. Dee." Realmer read the Oddessy and was impressed by some of Odysseus' simple trickery to defeat foes. Plus he does know there can be Power in Names. Bob's sent thought gets a fleeting 'not yet' but Realmer's mind seems very focused on Aztalios and what is about to happen next.

  • Michael James Watson

"NoBawDee? So that makes you an equal to all the others of your blood. Save possibly Brand. You think i work naming magic? No, i am not one of the subtle ones. I am not Mictlantecuhtli, who knows the powers of the way and holds all the heart-fires and knows the names of the living and the dead.. I am Aztalios, Warrior of the Jaguar, and I'll shall ask one more time. Parlay and your name."

  • Michael James Watson

"Show me your Sigil...and ill show you mine"

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

"Now that I have your name I shall share my own; I am Lord Relmopator Barimen of Amber. And to see my sigil I must see your first."

  • Michael James Watson

Snakes flow off Gangdis, though may litter the ground below him and his horse

  • Michael James Watson

He nods. Turning he looks to Carston. He holds a very efficient looking large bore pistol in both hands...

  • Michael James Watson

Aztalios raises and eyebrow, turning back to you. 'not all of Amber depend on the sword i see. And i agree to your terms. Though...Sacrifice must be made yet." The snakes flow up to the staff which he swings to rest on his back, shrinking to cudgel size

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

Realmer does not summon his Staff back but leaves it to roam and protect as the Displacer Beast... the Bugbears stands at the ready... Bob floats above paying attention to everyone.

  • Michael James Watson

He turns quickly to the Cult leader. Stepping to him the obsidian knife slips in quickly, a popping sound follows and he steps back , knife dangling on a lanyard, beating heart in his palm. Turning to face you, heart in one hand beating.. He raises his other, the red yellow glow of the Sigil of Azcala appearing.. Your knowledge of the arts show he has a half dozen strong spells hung, though their bindings look old. two spells are active enough to need a small, probably mental Lynchpin.

  • Michael James Watson

"The sign of Azcala. The heart for my Lord Tonacat, Power for me. heart Fire for the God of the Underworld, Mictlantecuhtli"

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

Realmer raises his right hand, the Sigil of the Pattern appears about his wrist like a band (think Dr. Strange); more than a dozen spells hung, all very powerful, all fresh, all with a hair trigger (lol). "The Sign of the Pattern, the Power of my Grandfather. Power for me and all my Kin."

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

"The terms of Parlay have been met; speak your piece, Aztalios."

  • Michael James Watson

"Peace? Piece? I was having a chola with pepper a few moments ago, my staff on my back, my snakes asleep, a service to be held in a few hours, and then this one called me. He failed his faith to seek hearts in my name and paid the price. His soul will dance in the dark halls till the Jubilee.. till the Red Sword raises us to bring temples of the heart to Amber. As for parlay, i merely wished to take this time to see what it is we fight. Tell your pistoleer that though he is bold to stand so, and has my respect for it, his weapon will only jar me, not harm me. "

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

"No need, you just did. And if you are wise, you will depart now and save us all a lot of blood and hassle. For we were just peacefully traveling the Jeweled Road, enjoying the evening and our own company when your men disturbed our pleasant travels. The Souls of all we have killed are MINE to do with as _I_ wish. Let us hope yours is not added to them."

  • Michael James Watson

"Pale.. Pale one.. Such a boast... If you dabble in souls you will find none here. They gave theirs to the Underworld long ago. Pray yours does not join them. " Lowering his sigil, the heart erupts in fire, quickly consumed. He seems to inhale the smoke and puff his chest.. Looking to each of your group he kneels by the leader, his belt slithers up Azt's arm. He pulls a pair of bracers from his wrists and a chain form his neck..

  • Michael James Watson

He slides the obsidian blade in his sheath..

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

Damn Looting Bastard, Realmer thinks to himself

  • Michael James Watson

'These others have trinkets. I shan't contest your right to them. Their leaders i keep. His family will undoubted wish to know his failure since they will pay his price as well

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

"Fair enough." Realmer says without emotion.

  • Michael James Watson

"There are many places Amber and Azcala do not yet war. Perhaps we shall share Chola there one day.. til then, the Well of Worlds awaits. He steps off the road and a circular hole appears. He steps over and into it, falling., the hole closes behind him

  • Michael James Watson

Carston walks to a wounded beast, his pistol erupting, putting its misery at an end. He does the same to another.

  • Michael James Watson

Carston-"The horses we can save, but i didn't think we wanted pet jaguars?"

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

Realmer pulls the drawstring tight on the bag of Ice Orc marbles and puts them back up his sleeve pocket. Realmer commands the Staff/Displacer Beast to help Carston in killing the wounded. "Correct. But perhaps the meat would be useful. Take what you want from them and divide it amongst yourselves" he says looking over the bodies with his Pattern Vision, his sigil still up, for any magic items for traps/spells on the bodies.

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

Realmer will also pull out flasks with Healing Potions and jars with Healing Poultices he made himself for his wounded companions. If needed, he may loan Satura's Ring for Regeneration if it is really needed.

  • Michael James Watson

The bracers appear magic, not powerful. Each the men and beasts shared a similar ear piercing.

  • Michael James Watson

Tesa- "Well, what by the fuuken gods of the seas was that guy?"

  • Michael James Watson

Carston-"These are Bracers of ACO. Something like them.. I wear a set myself though mine are of Yorkian magic. We shouldn't wear these till they are purified someplace.. Not much else.. "

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

"The matching earrings, man and beast are also magic... linked most likely."

  • Michael James Watson

Gangdis-"Communication items.. There are a lot of those out toward the center.. They should be purified too though.. Ill pass on all of that. Carston or if you or Tesa, want the coin those bracers might bring, I'll recoup you."

  • Michael James Watson

Tesa-"No thanks.. anything making you folks nervous is above my pay grade"

  • Michael James Watson

Gang-"Well, Sir, i suggest we start a common pyre and get on toward the waymet.. We've lost some times and frazzled some nerves.. And i could use several drinks"

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

"I'm sure I could purify them, but I'm not sure it's worth the effort. And I will cover any value lost myself. Now if needed. And yes, a pyre is a good idea. Let us make haste, I think we could all use a drink or two, besides these." Realmer hands out potions to each as he knows each took some sort of damage.

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

The Bugbears collect the bodies and put them in a pile then disappear at Realmer's command. The Displacer Beast becomes a small Fire Drake and breaths fire onto the pyre of bodies until they are all cooking nicely.

  • Michael James Watson

Gangdis. "Very well, then lets take the magic and burn the rest. We can't leave possibly dangerous magic items just laying around for anyone to find."

  • Michael James Watson

Tesa is impressed, not used to being around such displays of magic

  • Michael James Watson

Carston looks over the horse, calming them, Cloaking their eyes,seeing to the healing. with you

  • Michael James Watson

"Lets take them slow for a bit.. till they forget all this fire..."

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

Realmer pets the Fire Drake which turns back into a Scrimshawed Staff. He moves to the horses and applies healing salves and calms them with simple Compellings if needed

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

Bob remains floating/flying above the group in Beholder form so he has more eyes to see what is going on and warn of danger if needed. Realmer will float/fly using the Robe if needed and leave the most injured/damaged horse to walk unencumbered.

The Great Arch of Adagalasck and The Reunion or The Severance

  • Michael James Watson

The next few days pass without incident. The last night passes in a waymet run by what almost appear like Neanderthals. Their cliff dwellings bordering the waymet turnout. Their fare meats and vegetables one takes from the fire. Though they seem to have plenty of barrels of hard potent whiskey that are clearly a trade-good they got. Their communication skills are good, since they do a lot of Road Trade.. but they don't know, or are willing to tell, much about the narrows JR up to the Adagalasck Gate. They say few take the trail and they don't encourage them.

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

Realmer asks why they don't encourage them, what is wrong with that part of the JR? He will offer coin for information or other goods they may wish, if they have them or he can Conjure them.

  • Michael James Watson

"Armies come. Armies go. Your people. They harm us not. Pay us. We not want to be your foes. We guard the place, we speak at Rue Katal to own this place for them. We don't want your people to put the armies here and make us... go back into the woods.. "

  • Michael James Watson

They clearly like the whiskey. Carston tries it and coughs, while laughing.

  • Michael James Watson

Tesa takes some and couches... "I've had worse at Thin Whip's..Not much worse"

  • Michael James Watson

Gangdis doesn't blink an eye and drinks. happily tossing goldwings in their pay barrel

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

Realmer asks the Neanderthal "My people? Do you mean those with eyes like mine? Or do you mean those that come from that direction along the Jeweled Road?" He points back towards Amber.

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

Realmer tries the whiskey as well, so as to not insult anyone. He overpays with goldwings and buys some for the road even if it is horrible.

  • Michael James Watson

he nods, "Your people, up Adagalasck. East to Amber. Random's people. Next Waymet west, Rue Katal Beyond, the Green People of Mandalay.. Up in the hills, the land wives and the smalls. We men run the Waymet"

  • Michael James Watson

The whiskey is Plain Wrap. Nothing special, hard..

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

"I bring no armies and do not wish to put you off this land. I only seek knowledge." Realmer thanks the man and pays for his time with a few more goldwings.

  • Michael James Watson

The rest areas are leather covered but open. and the kegs are open all night.

  • Michael James Watson

Gangdis and Carston end up sitting by the Neanderthals fires, singing and laughing.. listening to the Neanderthal jokes..

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

Realmer will keep the group together but continue to ask around and learn what they can. He will use a Spell for Lodgings that will fit in locally, but be much bigger and more opulent on the inside... if there are not lodgings available.

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

Realmer will send Bob, shape shifted into a local bird so as to blend in, along the narrow JR in the direction of the blockade for a bit of scouting.

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

Realmer will also take the time to read the Environment with his Psyche and Pattern if needed; good to know what works and does not and time ratios and such

  • Michael James Watson

Tesa seems unconcerned ad settles int to the common sleeping areas. There seem to be no other guests

  • Michael James Watson

pattern and sorcery both work. though there is a sense of great power up the trail

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

Realmer will focus in the direction of the great power and ascertain what he can at this distance

  • Michael James Watson

Its a lesser power then Amber, but it feels that it was made for a very different purpose

  • Michael James Watson

In time the morning comes

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

Realmer rises early and gets the group going quickly. Now that he is this close he is less likely to tarry. He will keep Bob on scout out ahead and keep his wits and senses about him as they travel.

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

Also, Realmer would have reracked and rehung the used spells, or as many as he could manage, before he went to sleep.

  • Michael James Watson

Leading up the narrow divide to the top of the col, it leads to a long path across a highland plain, far above the JR...

  • Michael James Watson

Coming to a Arched gateway. The arch is 100' of diameter above a flat approach. Beyond it is more cold highland, but through the arch is a dark night sky. Near the arch is an army of tents.. Easily a thousand.. and the activity looks very military though not in an Amber way.. Somewhat Scottish, Disorganized.

  • Michael James Watson

But still in a way professional.

  • Michael James Watson

While you are a ways out you are spotted unless you tried to hide at first sight of the arch and camp.

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

Had not expected an army, but not sure hiding or invisibility will help. Keeps traveling towards the arch as they he belongs there.

  • Michael James Watson

A foursome of horseman ride out. As they come a ways they stop, raise a hailing hand.. One rides forward.

  • Michael James Watson

"Hail.. Ware the camp below andst you have token of passage? "Hail.. Ware the camp below andst thou have a token of passage?” The warrior guard looks well armed in horseman's scale armor, lance, kite shield and sword. Racially her looks human with perhaps a bit of Adask gray in his past. His colors are brown and blue. Behind him 3 serious looking guardsman on fine horses. Their stance is aware, alert, not not particularly worried.

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

Realmer holds his hand up for this group to halt and he also rides forward a bit to address the rider. "What type of 'token' do you seek? Is it a toll or fee that you are looking for? Or do you seek something specific from the Realm I wish to enter?" Realmer is wearing Satura's Ring openly on the middle finger of his right hand. He also has the Pattern Attuned Adagalasck Stone in his pocket.

  • Michael James Watson

The guard's casual stance stiffens a bit. Not aggressively, just bringing weapons a bit closer to draw, lances to level. “Do you think your outworld gold enough to sway us from our duty? Does you clan see its guard so cheaply that outworld gold can buy it? Or has your time outworld changed you so deeply? “ You note he has not given any regard to your entourage and the guards seem only to consider them as targets at best, though clearly not dangerous ones

  • Michael James Watson

The army seems to be going about its business, in the early morning. a large contingent forms up to the east of the arch, officers moving among them. They seem forming up for drill as half the army forms ranks and heads away from the other. Two of the guards look to the army. One says “Reniks cadre and Xorit's Cadre.. There green on Xorit for three of 5 clashes” The other nods, “Done and sealed. Ale will be on you brother” The spokesman turns briefly, making a chuk noise that brings the guards heads around. From the army a trio gray and green dragon the size of small sailing ships rise and fly off to Xorit's side. A trio of red and black rise from elsewhere and fly to land by Renik's forces. Tesa's breath intakes in surprise.... “Dragons! Really dragons!!” She slaps Gangdis, who is less impressed.

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

Realmer looks slightly taken aback at their offense. "I was not trying to buy you off or bribe you, I was merely asking a question as to the nature of the token you require for me to enter." Realmer looks slightly annoyed as he glances down at his hands and sees Satura's Ring upon his finger, his eyes narrow slightly. He holds up his right hand, palm towards him so the ring can be easily seen. The ring is in it primary form, the one it was in when he received it, a simple gold band with a brick design. "Perhaps this is more of what you were asking for."

  • Michael James Watson

"No, though it is a nice ring. If you don't have a token then I'll summon a Praetor. You are Adask but have no clan stone? How far your family must have strayed. Are you here for the Reunion or The Severing? "

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

"A Clan Stone? Perhaps I do have one" Realmer says as he draws out the stone Arlo gave him and shows it to the spokesman. "And yes, I have been away from my mother's kin for a long time. Reunion and Severing of whom?"

  • Michael James Watson

He rides forward, looking, looking up a look of growing anger in his face. “I see.... May I have it for a moment please?” Taking it, he rubs hi hands over it warming it, the look that he knows what he will learn on his face. Pressing it to his lips.. he closes his eyes. Turning to his guard, he shakes the stone at them. They nod and turn, start riding casually over to where spectators for the battle drill are assembling on a low rising slope with good views of the battle. “No token, is it? Your Mother's kin? indeed? Tell your Lady that Clan Shaxta stands firm in its Guard. She need not tempt us with outworld gold, though it is her right to try. Tell her we did not stray. Now, when the arch guard asks if you have a token, feel free to try your gambit again. Clan Kalota guards the Arch gateway today.” Tossing the stone to you, he haws his horse left and gallops off to join his companions.

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

Realmer looks over his right shoulder to his companions and shrugs his shoulders then turns and looks towards the arch and continues forward, giving his team a hand gesture to follow. He keeps the stone handy but also draws out the bag of ice marbles given to him by Xorit, perhaps that might be a better token to get him through the archway.

  • Michael James Watson

As you come up, a guards man asks for your token. Showing him one of the marbles, he nods. “Your clan has the morning battle. I'm taking bets should you care to place for your clansmen. Trixta is the favorite though. Xorit has won his last two battles. Shaxta's Renik is leading his cadre for the first time this Turning. So the odds are in your clansman's favor im afraid. You won't get better then 3 to 2 from anyone. The battles near 20 minutes yet. Plenty of time to reach the Viewing Hill. If not, pass on. The Arch Guard will see you though the passage.”

  • Michael James Watson

Tesa mumbles.. "And they don't like out-world gold? Figures id find opportunity and not be able to bet.. Well, maybe on the way out...

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

"If Xorit himself is fighting then I shall place a bet on him to win. And I shall stay to watch." Realmer turns to look at Tesa and says "I'm sure at least one of my companions would enjoy watching the dragons fight."

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

"And I'm sure we can find something they would find of value to bet with."

  • Michael James Watson

'No Gem coins? Ah.. Been out out world a long time ah? Well, I I'll not shear an incomer. Reunion of Severing however you side. I'll take a 3 Green on Xorit for credit if you like. Lets discuss it on the way. Looks like no more incomers for a while.

  • Michael James Watson

He turns and rides toward the battle zone

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

Realmer follows and gestures for his companions to follow as well. "I have been away from my mother's kin for a very long time and out of communication as well. For whom are the reunion and the severing?"

  • Michael James Watson

“Well, yes, you must have been outworld a long time! Damn man, Trixta and Shaxta. The Book Lord of the West Stair is overseeing it. Hagalta declared Reunion for Shaxta over Trixta. The Book Lord bound them. Xorit refused the Reunion. The Book Lord called for battle to Severance. This battle is the last drill. The battle will be on the War Plain before the West Stair once the Stair Lords can get their schedules right. “

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

"Your information is appreciated, thank you. Would it be possible for me to send a message to Xorit before the battle drill begins? I would like to speak with him after the drill, if possible."

  • Michael James Watson

"Well, the battle is nigh. Ride hard, Ill see your companions to the field. "

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

"I am unknown here and do not wish to cause a commotion by racing across the plain; perhaps it can wait until after the drills. And in regards to the Gem Coins... perhaps I can sell you a few bottles of my strongest ale so that I and my companions can have some local currency to bet with." Realmer pulls a bottle out of his robes and uncorks it and allows the man to smell it and sample if he likes.

  • Michael James Watson

"You've passed the last guard till the Arch Guard. As long as you don't rain arrows on the spectators no one will bother delay you. "

  • Michael James Watson

Tesa, "Ah, Liege, if you don't mind, let me negotiate for the local coinage. Its my ...well, yes.. You seek your kinsman"

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

Realmer smiles and passes a couple of bottles to Tesa "In case you need them." Then he nods to his companions and heads in the direction of Xorit's Cadre. He keeps Bob with him, flying overhead in the form of an Albino Raven. He will ride hard, as advised, having Bob direct his path from overhead to avoid 'traffic jams' and such.

  • Michael James Watson

As you ride you mix in with the crowd, on foot and on horse, as the jostle for room. You note the place the Trixta forces are forming. Watching you see Xorit, talking to commanders as they move to and fro among the troops. He seems to be laughing at something as the commanders move away.. There are clearly referees on the sides of the huge battle plain. The forces look evenly matched, nearly a thousand a side. Support troops, waterbearers, healers, wait at the back for the mock battle. You note, despite your warfare stat, that they are clearly using blunt weapons and training swords. Xorit waits at the back, watching

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

Realmer dismounts and approaches Xorit openly but slowly, cautiously. He has Bob fly down and land on his right shoulder, he carries his Scrimshawed Staff in his left hand using it as a walking staff. He makes sure Xorit sees him and acknowledges him before approaching.

  • Michael James Watson

Xorit smiles, "It can only be the strangest of coincidences or the finest of preparations that brings you here at this time. I can't have you battle with me this day but i would consider it a a pleasure if you would take a seat in the clan box. Somewhere where Hagalta can see it. It may do nothing but it may also distract him substantially. Of course if you come to tell me you have made cause with the Reunion, then go yee yon to the Shaxta box and we will see how the battle proceeds on the War Plain"

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

"If my mother is still being held against her will by Hagalta then I will most certainly not be siding with him." Realmer smiles a friendly smile to Xorit and continues, "I would be honored to sit in your Clan Box, right up front if you can arrange it" Realmer chuckles. "And though I have heard the news of the Reunion and the Severing, and who is involved, I am unfamiliar with what they are and their significance. And I did hear that you are against the Reunion so something tells me I will be opposed to it as well."

  • Michael James Watson

“I would imagine.. Then yes.. Take this. 'Handing you a stone of clear green on a leather thong. “Wear it, they'll let you into the box. Shaxta and trixta came from a common clan long ago. He's gained enough support to declare himself a Stair Lord.. he controls a Stair. A region, and suitable forces. By declaring himself suitable married, holder of a Stair, as well as already being Master of the South Wind and Master of Stone, he demands Trixta be united to him. If he is victorious, which damn him he may, the Reunion will be complete, he will claim the title Stair Lord, and many of us will find ourselves at knife point. Or worse.. Side with me, battle on the War Plain, and My clan will do all it can to rend his marriage from him.” He nods to a referee and starts to move forward.. Turning, “You come from Amber... Do you have warriors somewhere in shadow?”

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

Realmer takes the proffered 'necklace' and dons it proudly. "After the drill we can discuss matters in detail. I do have some powerful allies that have said they would assist me if needed... and I may be able to round up some troops from Shadow, but nothing I have currently prepared. I could also conjure up some specialized troops as well."

  • Michael James Watson

"no magic is slowed on the war fields. but we shall speak anon"

  • Michael James Watson

Taking a seat in the box the others look you over with surprise, the thonged token inciting no question. A few near you greet you and introduce themselves but their attention is clearly on the battle.. Your attire is distinctly unlike the others in this realm and that alone gets him attention.

  • Michael James Watson

The battle is called and begins.. The fighting is fierce. you note much of it is honor based, a strike of a certain power counts.. The battle swirls.

  • Michael James Watson

You see Hagalta riding hard, ordering troops, taking a few swings but standing in the stirrups to issue orders.

  • Michael James Watson

Beside you, out of the box you hear Gangdis, "Realmer.. He stands to battle well, that leader. You know him?"

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

Without taking his eyes off the battle Realmer responds, "Yes, his name is Hagalta; and we do not want him to do well. He is the one that holds my mother." Realmer says the last as a quiet hiss.

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

Realmer tells Bob to Shape Shift into his Beholder form and float several feet over his head... so he can have a better vantage of the battle.

  • Michael James Watson

Gangdis.. "I see.. " A box-usher opens the gate. "If this is your man, Lord he can enter."

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

Realmer looks to Gangdis and gives him a head nod to join him. "I would appreciate your tactical advice on the battle, both sides, please."

  • Michael James Watson

Gangdis steps in, watching with more interest then you've seen in him. As a bottle is passed from viewer to viewer you note him take one and pass it on untouched. "They mix their cavalry close.. It presses the infantry forward.. If they train for that in mock battles he must have a problem with maintaining morale in live battle. Xorit's forces don't do that..."

  • Michael James Watson

Gangdis, “He leads well. Watches the battle, knows where his sub-commanders are, where the foe commanders are.. They have battle signs. If this battle lasts much longer I'll have them” The battle sways left and right and Hagalta is in the mix. Xorit comes by the box and is cheered as the battle swirls away. As the battle swirls back, Hagalta presses back an attack near the box edge. He snaps his head to you. Ordering a sub-commander to lead the battle inward, he brings the horse to the front of the box before you. “You defy your father before his troops and among these Trixta who defy the Binding? At this place of all things? Leave the field now. Meet me at my camp after the battle. Your mother will be there. If you defy me in this, I shall keep her from you till the other three Windlords demand I relent. Since I am one of the Windlords that may be the length of your life”

  • Michael James Watson

a spectator beside you, a clearly military Adask beside you presses his hand on your shoulder after Gangdis's comment on morale. "Young Lord! Your military adviser has a fine eye. Many an Adask warlord would never note that Hagalta's forces do not fight for him for love. They fight from fear. Hagalta is not kind to commanders who fail him.

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

Realmer stands, as though he is preparing to leave the box, but instead rises up into the air just enough to bring them eye to eye on the level. "You are not my father, regardless of your marriage to my mother. Nor are you my commander or king; I owe no fealty or obligation to you. And I will gladly join you in your camp after the battle, but only after I have viewed it to its conclusion. I know you hold my mother and threaten to hold her forever to leverage me, but I feel you intend to hold her forever regardless." Realmer floats back down into his seat and he returns his attention to the battle, seeing if Hagalta's absence has had an effect on matters.

  • Michael James Watson

He scowls, looks to the man on your left, “And you.. When the Reunion is confirmed, your head will decorate a pike. You are beyond the Arch now. Take the road out-world and ill leave your family among the living.” He pulls the horse hard toward the battle and runs toward it. The man laughs... “So young Lord. He lacks many things but not arrogance. On a side matter, if your adviser ha truly gotten the Shaxta battle sign from such a short battle, I'll give him, or you, 100 Blue Stone to have it taught to me. Its long been a secret. I've seen him battle a thousand times, and stood in battle against him a dozen times in drill and red war, and never caught them”

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

Realmer glances to the man on his left, to get a facial reference for later, then returns his attention to the battle. "After the battle we can discuss the matter, but as you certainly heard, I have a prior engagement... two actually. But once those meetings are completed, I shall send word or seek you out."

  • Michael James Watson

he nods. "I heard. If you want an honor guard to the Shaxta camp I'm sure i can probably only get two, or three.. hundred people willing to come along. " He extends his hand "Zarxit, Clan Trixta War Holder. My brother is Xorit. You are the first person I've seen wear that necklace that i didn't already know."

  • Michael James Watson

Gangdis "Got it.. "

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

Realmer smiles widely and claps Gangdis on the shoulder. "Well done, thank you." Then Realmer turns to his other side and says, "Well met. I am Lord Relmopator Barimen, son of Satura. Xorit and I have only met once, many years ago, but it seems we share similar viewpoints on some things."

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

"And I may take you up on the Honor Guard to help bolster the team I have with me... couldn't hurt."

  • Michael James Watson

"son of....you're the Amberite son he brags about... and in Trixta's box defying him? If only the Book Lord's terms precluded slaying him anywhere other then the sanctified War Plain. Yes, feel free to call on that honor guard.. I doubt he will harm you but he will have an army at his back regardless, in his own camp. Such an honor guard will probably not need to worry about battle, but pageantry. " Looking to the battle.. "It seems even still."

  • Michael James Watson

Gangdis-"Its even, for a few more minutes. Then we'll see. Shaxta has the Foot and the center. Xorit the Horse and the far right, The odds for a Shaxta victory just became very long one. I wouldn't bet a basket of goldwings against a bushel of taters for a Shaxta victory". The War holder looks at Gangdis with interest, then back to the battle.. watching, he nods... "Yes... long odds indeed."

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

Realmer takes his eyes off the battle to look at Zarxit when he says, "Step son. As far as my memory serves me, Hagalta is not my father." He returns his gaze to the battle. "I will have to learn more about the Adask culture and ways, the knowledge will be invaluable. And you should trust my Advisor's assessment for I am not the only member of the Royal Family that trusts his tactical advise." Edited

  • Michael James Watson

The battle continues, and the closer to the end the battle clearly anchors on the right and the Horse press the foot who fight to the end, having no place to go braced from behind from the horse. Gangdis-”Mock fights.. They are taking less sturdy strikes then they did at the beginning of the battle. Get out while the getting is good I guess” Zar nods-”Won't save them. A defeat at this stage is a major embarrassment. Its that last battle chance to sway neutrals before the big fight. Just the Presentation of Champions the week before the battle left to get them to chose sides.. There will be floggings when you go visit Hagalta”

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

"And I am sure he will make sure I see them. I may not know Hagalta well, but I him well enough to know what he is capable of and why. I will definitely take you up on the Honor Guard, Zarxit. And Gangdis, when his fight is over, make sure to bring the others, I want everyone in attendance for this meeting in Hagalta's Camp. I am hoping for a few words with Xorit before the meeting as well..." he let's it trail off as he watches the end of the battle and the reactions of Hagalta at his loss.

  • Michael James Watson

Zar leans over to his other side, whisperers to a young man, clearly a follower of some kind. Two of them leave immediately.

  • Michael James Watson

Zarxit-"I've sent word to Xorit. If you are inclined you should seek him out now. We were not expected to win this round so i imagine he will be in a good mood. Ill see to a few select colorful guests in the honor guard. it should be entertaining. at the very least."

  • Michael James Watson

As the crowd thins and exits,, Carston and Tesa are a ways out of the press with the horses. Carston on foot, Tesa mounted.

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

Realmer let's Gangdis gather up Carston and Tesa while he makes haste, floating quickly through the crowds to meet up with Xorit. Bob, as a Beholder, floating above and behind him.

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

When Realmer reaches Xorit, he quickly informs him of the conversation he and Hagalta had during the battle, his talk with Zarxit and his plan to take a Honor Guard to the meeting in Hagalta's Camp.

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

He also tells Xorit that Gangdis broke Shaxta's Battle Signals, with a big grin

  • Michael James Watson

Xorit listens till he hears it all. Though his commanders crowd around celebrating. You note after a few moments that while you sent Gangdis to get with Carston, but he seems to have taken that as a suggestion rather then an order.

  • Michael James Watson

when you tell Xorit about the battle sign he raises a hand for silence and steps away, bring you and having hi body guards keep the other celebrants away

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

Realmer sends Bob to bring Carston and Tesa to him, via Teleportation/Trump Power if needed. And while about it see if Gangdis can be located.

  • Michael James Watson

Xorit takes you back to a campaign tent, clearly in the well defended part of their camp. Celebrants congratulate;at him along the way and he is smiles and clasps arms often. you sense he is trying to get to his tent but can't pass up some of his clan no matter how important the matter is. He introduces you as Realmer but nothing else and deflects any attempt to inquire of you further. this often include taking mugs and sharing them..in order to move along.

  • Michael James Watson

Despite guards and crowds you notice Gangdis keeping within a dozen yards at all times.

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

When they arrived at the campaign tent, Realmer will make eye contact with Gangdis and will make a head gesture for him to come inside the tent as well. He will also make mental contact with Bob to check on his progress of bringing the others to him.

  • Michael James Watson

when you reach the tent Gangdis is less then 10 feet from the door, having moved well ahead of the two of you

  • Michael James Watson

bob says Carston and Tesa and the horses are on the periphery of the camp. The guard that sent you along to the box is with them, clearly drunk.

  • Michael James Watson

Xorit enters the tent, noticing the business with Gangdis waves him past the guards as well.

  • Michael James Watson

Xorit-"Well that was a lot of information to get in one burst.. Lets retrace it a bit. Hagalta demanded you attend him or else.. He threatened Zaro and his family. And your man here broke the Shaxta battle signs during one battle drill on his first time seeing Adask fight? Now Zar wants to lead a parade to Hagalta's tent. That about right?"

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

Realmer grins like an evil little child left alone. "Yes, that sums it up nicely. And I can understand your doubt about Sir Gangdis' abilities, but even Amber's Marshall of the Army, among others, trusts his abilities."

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

"I wanted to let you know what had transpired and what is about to. And also see if perhaps you would like to get in on the fun or if you have any advice before I go to this meeting with Hagalta."

  • Michael James Watson

xor-"My advice is to go to the arch and enter the realm before he know you have done so. He undoubtedly lied about Satura being here. If she was he would have been brandishing her like a banner. She is a big part of rationale for the Reunion. That her subservience is somehow the support of Amber. That Amber, because of him, will come to defend Ada.... against the Azcalan Wargod and his army that now hold a stair in Genia. If she was here, she would have been in his clan box watching. "

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

"Agreed. Hagalta seems the type to show off his trophies at every opportunity; since there was no sign of Satura, she is not here. Then to the Arch we must go. Thank you for your advice, Xorit; you may have saved me a grave mistake. Any other advice? And where or how can I reach you once on the other side?"

  • Michael James Watson

"Once you are in the land.. Those stones.. Call one up and have it contact me. That will do. Two things.. If you don't mind, id like to have Zar lead that Honor guard to Hagalta to inform him that you won't be able to meet him. It should take a couple hours if i do it right and he will let it come. Its the pageantry of it.. It will annoy him immensely. Second... Your man seems a bit ragged. He somehow broke the Shaxta battle signs?"

  • Michael James Watson

Gangdis smiles. “Son, I've been a warrior since Oberon had the great idea to marry a priestess. And I was an Amber Elite when I slapped the fire Queen of Amber. I had a good angle and no one was trying to kill me while I watched. Here. Look these over:“ He makes a series of hand movements. “Horse to the Left. Cohort One to the middle. Cohort Two to the left. Command Horse B wall the infantry from retreat. Command Horse C hit Foeman command Unit. Infantry A Charge. Infantry B shift left. Horse B advance in column. I have no idea what you call those things but thse are the hand signs and that's what happened. I've another hundred signs at least and give me a day or so and ill work out the grammar. “ Xor has him go through them again.. Shakes his head. “I've seen all those moves..Yes.. Call me once you can Realmer. We have much to discuss. “

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

"I certainly will contact you, soon. And hopefully before the actual battle; I know it would be very useful to both of our causes for Hagalta to lose. And by all means, send Zarxit and his honor guard; I would love to annoy Hagalta and buy me and mine more time" he finishes with a smile. As he is about to turn away he says "Would you mind taking a look at this?" And pulls out the stone Arlo gave him, the Stone he Walked the Pattern with.

  • Michael James Watson

He extends his hand and holds it..

  • Michael James Watson

Xorit, though its hard to tell with his wrinkled gray skin, pales.

  • Michael James Watson

"I am rarely surprised and less often surprised. This is not a thing you should wave about. Has anyone here seen this? "

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

"One guard when I first arrived and now you and your men here. The guard seemed to think I was trying to pass off a fake token."

  • Michael James Watson

"It would be a foolish fake to try. Any one having the authority to ask for a passage token would recognize it immediately. This is a Stair Key. More then that, its a Stair Key to the Varci Stair, the home of Lady of Water. Mistress of the cold wind of the north. It gives you passage into the realm at the Arch, and transport to the base of the Stair. Then entrance to the Stair and then it would set a course to the Lady of Water herself, no matter what defenses she set.. Whoever....I have no idea how this ever left the realm or how you come to have it. "

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

"A gift from a member of the other side of my family. If I may ask, does this Lady of Water go by any other name?"

  • Michael James Watson

"Well she has thousands of names depending on which religions group you speak to about here. But two things. She is one of the four Winds, The others being Hagalta, Horse Lord Trualta of the East Wind, and Archmage Emiliesa of the South Wind. For your the names that you should care about are Nina and Emilie, daughters of Oberon"

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

"As I suspected. Cousins of mine. Well, it seems I am here for Family Business, both sides."

  • Michael James Watson

"Someone other then us know you have this. You need to get beyond the arch immediately. If Hagalta got his hands on that it would lead him through her defenses.. She could be slain and one of his companions take the Wind and her Stair. you may not even be able to get to the Arch now.. "

  • Michael James Watson

Gangdis-"Its a marker for an Amberite? Am I right, Realmer?"

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

"Correct, Gangdis."

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

"Xorit, send the honor guard now, give Hagalta something to focus on for the moment. I can have my familiar teleport us to it, then all of us to the Arch. We should be able to pass through if we are quick."

  • Michael James Watson

Xorit nods at a soldier leaves in a hurry

  • Michael James Watson

Gangdis whispers -"Arloxedra gave that to you? Can the stone contact her? Activate her trump?"

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

Realmer reaches over and politely takes the stone back from Xorit and nods to Gangdis. "Yes. And possible. Perhaps I should try it." Realmer whispers back.

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

Realmer begins by simply focusing on the Stone with his Psyche. If no results he will pull her Trump card from his sleeve, the one given by Julian and touch Stone to Trump then check the Trump for coolness.

  • Michael James Watson

the stone is clearly psyche reactive. But it does not do anything particular from the probing. Touching the stone to the trump you feel an immediate presence. A trump contact but an odd feeling one

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

Odd, how? What does it feel like? Does it feel like an assault? Does it feel like there is more than one mind or psyche present?

  • Michael James Watson

no. it feels soft.. and though there is no source your olfactory senses smell jasmine and mint, gin and ice

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

Realmer holds up a hand to Gangdis, giving him the 'just a minute' gesture, so he won't be interrupted. He then says mentally, "My name is Relmopator; grandson of Dworkin, son of Satura." He braces for a Psychic Assault or attack of some kind.

  • Michael James Watson

"Julian? Where are you? ah... You....Realmer...Dworkin? I see... How did you get Julian's card for me? "

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

"He gave it to me in the hope I would contact you when I arrived in Adagalasck. He sends his regards and wanted me to tell you that Caine and he are well, survived Patternfall, and to bid you come to Amber. Oberon is gone and Random is a different kind of king. He might be amendable. Nearly his exact words. I am not in Adagalasck yet, just outside the Arch."

  • Michael James Watson

'Pull me across to you"

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

"As you request" Realmer says and extends a hand and pulls her though when he feels her take his hand.

  • Michael James Watson

A dainty hand touches you and steps forward. Short, just over 5'. braided purple hair and deep blue skin in a gossamer gown.


  • Michael James Watson

Xorit stands, the others in the room stand, at attention in profound shock

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

Realmer bows respectfully while her hand is still in his and kisses it gently then releases her hand and stands.

  • Michael James Watson

She steps forward, invading your personal space.. "Julian is well? We know Patternfall was won by amber.. of course.. but we little travel beyond our world.. This is the first time I've been beyond the arch... You... you have my stone? I gave that to Oberon should he wish to contact me.. though he never did... "

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

Realmer smoothly floats to the side as she encroaches into his personal space bubble, giving her room to move about. "Yes, Lady Nina, Julian is well; I spoke with him just a few days ago in Amber; he and Gangdis here" he indicates Gan with a fluid hand gesture "joined me for drinks and conversation. That is when he bid me contact you and send his regards. And yes, I have your stone. I came to me by way of another of the Amber Royal Family; Arloxedra, son of Eric. Though Oberon never visited, I would like to; I wish to learn more about my Family, both sides. My Adask heritage is new knowledge to me."

  • Michael James Watson

she looks, fey, ethereally, at Gangdis.. "Gany? Oh.. Gany?!? Is it really you?" She steps over and embraces him and he lifts her by the waist as she deeply kisses him. Xorit and the other inhale deeply in shock.. several dropping to their knees.. a few more moments later.

  • Michael James Watson

Gan-"Ahk little one, You'll make Julian challenge me to a duel and you know i would hate to embarrass him in front of you after all this time"

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

Realmer simply arches an eyebrow and watches the joyous reunion.

  • Michael James Watson

she steps over and places a hand on your arm.. "Its a pleasure to be among the living again.. Oh look! You have Adask fellows with you.. Are they your warriors, young Adask lord? An Amberite Adask should have Adask entourage.. I do so enjoy mine.. oh wait.. you ... You are Odaraxta Adask.. Trixta ....oh.... oh yes.. That makes you Xorit of the Trixta. oh... yes.. The Book Lords mess. focus.. focus.. focus.. Hagalta is here as well. And his wife is within.. and this is entirely his doing isn't it? His claim for Reunion? Though."

  • Michael James Watson

she look about, seeming to firm up, as if awareness returns after a long sleep.

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

Realmer smiles at her touch and her initial excitement, but worries as she focuses on the particulars. He is unsure if he should respond first or wait of Xorit...

  • Michael James Watson

Xorit is wide eyed and stunned to be named by one of his goddesses

  • Michael James Watson

Nina-"Yes.. Yes.. Let us return.. Lord Xorit.. You have beaten Hagalta in the bouts i see, 5 of 8. Hagalta challenges two of the victories and the book lord reads on.. Xorit, you may bring 10 with you. Young Realmer, you have an entourage that is actually yours i assume? Summon them immediately. Gan turns and runs out to get Carston and Tesa. We must be within the Arch before Hagalta knows i am beyond it. My portal is ready to the space beyond, in the realm.. Trixta---I give you my blessings to hold the Gate against all till one of the I say otherwise. If Hagalta wishes to pass let him try. I shall lock him out. "

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

Realmer was not fast enough to stop Gangdis, though he did reach to grab him, so he sends a thought to Bob to quickly lead Carston and Tesa towards Gangdis and the Campaign Tent they are in. "They will be here post haste, Lady Nina. Thank you for your interest and your hospitality."

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

Realmer sends a second thought to Bob to Teleport the lot of them to the tent once they are all together... if he can manage it.

  • Michael James Watson

"Hospitality? It may seem such. But its been long since i stood to battle. But then my husband sends you our personal trump.. I shall trust him in his choices. "

  • Michael James Watson

Carston and Tesa appear with Bob. Carston says something about the horses but one of the Xorit says they will tend them till they can be brought safely beyond. Tesa is wide eyed but traveling light, she left nothing on her horse'

  • Michael James Watson

Nina turns and opens a gate.. Xorit nods and his obvious intimates come to him. 10 in all. fumbling to grab gear and weapons.

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

Realmer is always packed, his team as ready as it can be, he leads them through...

  • Michael James Watson

she wave to the gate. Xorit, clearly unhinged by the turn of events, but seeing a chance to achieve the Severance waits on your passage

  • Michael James Watson

Xorit follows you through.. his people with him.

  • Michael James Watson

Beyond the gate it is dark night. sunlight on the other side

  • Michael James Watson

in the distance Hagalta is mounted and charging quickly to the gateway. Nina waves and a white sheen appears at the boundary, fading clear.. Hagalta stops on the other side. Yelling.. slamming the boundary.. Staring at you in anger.. He slowly points a finger at you, eyes wide

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

Realmer simply makes eye contact with Hagalta through the barrier, no expression on his face nor gesture made in his direction.

  • Michael James Watson

Leaping to the ground after bashing it from horseback, he pounds on the barrier again and again. Stepping back he locks eyes with you. Reaching behind him, under the cloak the draws out a long wide blade.. He raises it in the air and shouts something.. Stopping, lowering the blade. He shows you the archer butt symbol on its pommel. Farslayer. He steps back. Sheathing the blade.. Leaping to the horseback he rides of toward his camp, away from view.

Adagalasck, the Adask and Ninaaratres; Mistress of the Cold North Wind

  • Michael James Watson

There is something in the air. Some worlds have clouds, just like those. 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 entourage of the Arch mage moved along quickly, the wind propelling them, faster then those walking or riding that they passed. Coming out the hilly region of Varci, next to the Great lake of Ciambia. Members of the entourage said the great lake was the largest lake in the world, though there were bigger ones in the Stair Vales. Crossing the great fruitful plains of Orvania stretching as far as the eye could see in all directions. Wild grains inter-spaced with vast communal farms, tending cultivated grains. The farms steads were eager to serve the entourage, each trying to out -generous the last. Gardens rich with produce were the area of work for the children in these great hamlets in farm form. Along the way the Archmage Ninaaratres, whose sudden appearance shocked the natives, performed blessings, weddings, casting of the corn, and even a funeral. Her presence was always welcome, though the awe of the populace was often palpable. She had requested Realmer and Xorit attend her during these occasions but otherwise was quiet and aloof, secluded by her acolytes as they traveled. Crossing the plains a sense of the rise of the landscape told of a gentle rise in the landscape of the course of days. Eventually a row of rocks loomed ahead. As the land flattened out the wall of rocks was mighty, 100' feet at least, with a single passage.

  • Michael James Watson

The Archmage comes beside Realmer, having traveled and kept her distance till now to a large part. “The Rocks of the Orvania. The Clan of the Wild Grasses spent thousands of years clearing the rocky ground we just spent 7 days passing through and the land we will pass through for the next 7. Once it was an impassable rocky ground. But they plowed every inch of the land and removed all the rocks, bringing them to this high point of the long vast plain. Its been lived on in one or another for 15000 years. Tomorrow we will pass the Rocks and go down into the horse plains of the Wild Grass Clan. We will come to the city of Nia, where the Stair of the Orvania, ruled by the Horse Lord Trualta of the Wild Grasses, Master of the East Wind and Lord of the Air. He is a quiet man, but powerful. He may not be there or he may be upon the stair. He may know that I have trapped Hagalta, Master of the South Wind and Master of Stone, beyond the arch. He may not. We pay little attention to what occurs out-world. I recommend you answer him in as brief a fashion as possible should we engage him. Otherwise I intend to travel across the sea quickly. Once we reach the sea, out of the sight of land, my Wind will come to me. Then we can bypass this slow travel and take wing to Blomsia, and my stair. Once there I'll summon my sister and then we three will hold conference. Agreed?”

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

Realmer takes an immediate liking to this place; it reminds him of his years as a Vampyr, always in the dark of night or in dark places delving. He didn't mind the crackling in the air at all; he rather liked the feeling of power and ancientness that this place emanates. When he is required to attend Nina as she performs her 'godly duties' for her 'worshipers', he feels odd performing 'Cleric duties' at her side. When Nina draws close and speaks with Realmer, he listens intently and savors the history of this land. "Agreed. Brief and respectful."

  • Michael James Watson

As Realmer considers the "worshipers" and the "clerical" duties it occurs to him that they don't seem to revere her in the way one might revere a goddess or holy figure. They seem to treat her as a favorite great aunt. Like the beloved sister of all their grandfathers stretching back into the ages. Like Belgarath and Polgara, like Gandalf. And its noted that these people are not the people of her Stair or Wind. These are the people of the Horse lord and the Wild Grasses Clan. She lets a humble farmer with his large family and farm workers escort her to the seat of honor, the seat at the head of the table, with all honor, then at the last second she demures, sitting at the right hand chair and helping the humble farmer own to his regular seat. a gesture of respect that will be remembered on this farm as long as stories are told of the day the Arch Mage of the North Wind shared their table. Sometimes she even pours their mugs of beer as if she was one of the family. From farm to farm its often the same.

  • Michael James Watson

They do not speak ill of the Horse Lord Trualta, but they also do not speak glowingly about him. His herds and people pass by, take food and livestock, but never enough to starve the people. He is often available for those clerical duties and has a reputation for suddenly appearing if a farmstead has health issues with their livestock. He's stay for a month or so and afterwards the livestock lines will be healthier for many generations. He is also known to cause storms to not devastate farmed lands urging the storms out over the wild grain regions instead.

  • Michael James Watson

He does wield High and Low justice and while he allows his horseman some abuses he is harsh on raiders. And he is on good terms, so they say, with the Adask Master of the South Wind and Master of Stone, Hagalta.

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

As Realmer sees more of how Ninaaratres, the Arch Mage of the North Wind, interacts with the people of the land and how they revere her, he feels less odd and less 'clerical' about his 'role' in those gatherings. With Nina's permission, he will help anyone that needs it, using his magic, potions or poultices as needed. Since arriving in this Shadow, Bob has been in the form of an Albino Raven, usually perched upon Realmer's left shoulder, if not flying overhead or nearby. Realmer listens carefully to the people's opinion on Trualta and is displeased to hear he allows his followers to abuse the people of the land, no matter how minor. And that he may be on good terms with Hagalta does not bother him much; 'on good terms' does not always mean 'thick as thieves'. He will reserve his judgment until after he has met and gotten to know Trualta, should that happen. Realmer converses with his team as well as Xorit and his team as time and circumstances allow. He will also converse with Nina when it seems she wants to.

  • Michael James Watson

A lot of the farms have minor issues they would never bring to Nina that they will for you; small livestock issues. Tesa seems to be quiet during the traveling, out of her city element. Carston seems more comfortable. He often visits the blacksmiths and seems to know that trade. He and Gangdis seem to always fond what ever weapons re around and enjoy sharpening them and repairing them in ways even the blacksmiths are impressed by. Gangdis, as an Elite, of course learned Metalworking at nasty Place and used it for centuries in the military.

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

Realmer helps with the livestock and other issues as best he can. He is not an animal husband, but he does know his natural ways of healing and his potions and poultices are quite efficacious if he does say so himself. He is pleased that Gangdis and Carston are pitching in where they can and understands Tesa's 'out of element' quietness. Realmer will also entertain any children that approach him with some Cantrips and minor illusions... nothing scary, something fun to make them laugh.

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

He will use his Magics to repair, rebuild or strengthen structures, to rid homes or farmland of pests (insect, mammal, avian or reptile), he will dig wells or clear land... all with the aid of Magic, High or Low order as the job requires.

  • Michael James Watson

Crossing the rock wall the land slopes down toward a distant sea. A Dark blue water. The wild grasses are vast but on either side of the rock wall are farms that almost make villages. But the thing that is most shocking is the Stair of Orvania, near the sea. Its a massive structure, thin, of stone and vines, stretching up into the sky several miles. Its wide. As you approach you note the stairs have balconies of different styles. Every 30 or 40 feet from the top to the bottom. As you look it over Nina comes up beside you. “The Stair of Orvania. 1500 Walkways into shadows. Each a vast and different land. Peoples, technologies, magics, all different. Color Magic. Ice magic. Odd foods. Odd peoples.. Different time ratios. The Wild grass clan has been exploring them for thousands of years. They have war forces in them. The Odaraxta have one Stair larger then it. Their war forces are great. Emilie has two such towers. I have three. There are a few others. There are some small stairs and a lot of tiny ones. When the wars start its hard to stop them. Once Hagalta enters the land again, he will almost certainly raise the red banner. Once he does, you'll have to find a way into the Stair of Henexiumia. Satura will almost certainly be there.”

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

Realmer stares in amazement at the sheer size of the Stair of Orvania. He is even more amazed/impressed by the fact that there are Shadow Paths leading to and away from it. Knowing there are many Stairs, great and small, throughout this Shadow, all with Shadow Paths leading to a multitude of Shadows is quite intriguing to Realmer. He nods his head in interest as Nina speaks. "As I have experienced myself, wars can take on a life of their own and drag on for many years or even decades longer than anyone expected or wanted. And I am sure you are correct about Hagalta, he is quite hot-headed and seems to have a real grudge against me... especially since I 'openly defied him' by sitting in Xorit's Clan Box in support of Trixta during the final battle drill. I am surprised he showed restraint in the use of Farslayer against me... but perhaps he fears the Amberite Blood Curse and thought better of it." Realmer goes quiet for a moment then asks, "Where is the Stair of Henexiumia? Why do you think she is being held there? And where within would you guess Satura to be held?"

  • Michael James Watson

"Its been ages since i was in the Hexex Stair. It has certainly changed. It is far to the west. on the last land of the West Wind. The Odaraxta lands are not as peaceful as the Wild Grass or my own lands. They are often the brunt of the Odaraxta passions and battle lust. As for why I know she is there.. his first wife, Uxtrasa, and his son and daughter, Xorax, and Drixtra are there. Knowing Uxtrasa, I'm sure she keeps Satura on a short leash. Probably an actually leash and a ball gag if i know here. She is a cruel woman even among the Odaraxta. That Xorit i fighting the Reunion is going to add bile to the war. Once we are under the north wind we will need to make plans. "

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

"Agreed; we must make plans. We will need much information" he looks to Gangdis and the rest of his team, "Knowledge is Power and we will need as much of both as possible to accomplish this endeavor. May our travels to the Land of the North Wind be swift and uninterrupted."

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

Realmer tries not to think on the images that came into his head when Nina described Uxtrasa and her cruelty towards his mother.

  • Michael James Watson

Traveling down to the Stair it dominates the sky more every mile. As her entourage approaches the city surrounding the base a force of horse exit the it. A thousand horse spread across the path and ride at a leisurely speed but seem to traveling using the Wind to move them as Nina has been.

  • Michael James Watson

At their head is a fine horseman, well dressed and armed


  • Michael James Watson

Nina nods, "Trualta. The Master of the East Wind and Lord of the Air. "


  • Michael James Watson

Nina strides out from the group, remaining mounted. She turns, motioning for Realmer to follow her. Riding out a hundred yards from the small group. The other force stop a mile off and Trualta and a pair of horseman ride out

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

Realmer follows, Bob as an Albino Raven on his left shoulder.

  • Michael James Watson

He raises a hand, "Hail and fair winds. Mistress of the North Wind. Welcome to the land of my Stair. Does thou come to take my land and people from me?"

  • Michael James Watson

Nina laughs, "Well, do your people tire of the grasslands and wish to seek the cold north."

  • Michael James Watson

Trualta ""Well, then that's it. I'll retire to the Green Fey. Make sure t water the horses."

  • Michael James Watson

Looking to Realmer-"I would have assumed i would have heard if you had born fruit. Yet you have a kin beside you. "

  • Michael James Watson

Nina-"Its complicated. Do you wish to speak about it here or someplace more comfortable?"

  • Michael James Watson

Trualta-"You know the way. " He turns to his men and speaks briefly to them. They ride off and the force rides west. Trualta turns rides a few steps and fades away.

  • Michael James Watson

Nina-"I shall leave it to you to explain your heritage. Call me a cousin if you wish. However, my relation to Amber is of little importance. Few have come from Amber in the ages of men. Nor is my marriage a topic of public knowledge. "

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

"I will take your advice and keep it brief and I will not lie" he replies. "But I feel a bit uncomfortable mentioning my mother's name."

  • Michael James Watson

Nina-"that is understandable. Though he might know of her. And since this war is mostly about her he will know eventually.".

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

"I will not offer up the information, but will answer honestly if asked" he says with a sigh.

  • Michael James Watson

Riding into the city her presence is a shock. Shop keepers, good wives, everyone stands aside and watches her go by. They don't applaud just watch her go by. There is a a sense of them not wanting to insult their lord by speaking to her. Nina travels quietly. Turning down a small ally she dismounts and enters a small door. She waves for you to wait. Moments later she emerges. Getting on her horse she continues. In time the group enters a massive plaza at the base of the stair. There is considerable up and down traffic and a large body of mounted guards.

  • Michael James Watson

Riding up the senior guard comes out bows deeply. “Mistress of the North, the Stair Lord awaits in the Tower of the Wind” Nina nods, “I was told.” Guard-”The first Path is our stables. Shall we tend your horses while you are within? Nina nods.. “Yes. Sir Carston, will you attend the Horses and our gear while the Horsemen tend our weary beasts? Lady Tesa, why don't you stroll around and see about the town a bit.” Walking up the stairs, with Realmer and Gangdis, and Xorit to the third path.

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

Realmer nods to Carston and Tesa then proceeds up the stair with Nina, Gangdis and Xorit, remaining silent the entire time.

  • Michael James Watson

The path opens to a warm brightly lit land. A massive castle on the left has guards that escort the group to a balcony the size of a football field, covered with light clothes. By the edge is a series of tables well furnished with food and drinks,. Food of a fish style and drinks of light wines. Trualta sits, smoking a long pipe. He rises and shakes hands with Nina and motions to the tables. The breeze off the harbor is warm and salty.

  • Michael James Watson

Trualta -"Some mysteries are too good to wait for. I consulted my auguries"

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

Once Nina has sampled the food and drink, Realmer will partake of the food, but will only drink water, as he does not like wine. If Nina does not eat then Realmer will not either.

  • Michael James Watson

She does and partakes of the wine, "So what did the Auguries tell you?"

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

If there is nothing else to drink upon the tables, Realmer will drink the wine, but very sparingly.

  • Michael James Watson

Trualta-"That Hagalta is having family issues. And that he has taken his forces trapped outside the Arch onto the jeweled Road to Amber"

  • Michael James Watson

Nina chuckles.

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

Realmer does his best to remain calm and look calm... he know Random will want to know this information immediately... but circumstances prevent, for now.

  • Michael James Watson

Trualta-"So, young Lord, you are somehow related to Hagalta and Nina both? That is quite a surprise. Hagalta never mentioned Amber but it makes sense. You are Adask, clearly, is he your father?"

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

Again, Realmer keeps his expression and demeanor calm and respectful. He bows his head politely to Trualta and says, "No, not to both, Lord Trualta. My name is Relmopator and I am son of Satura, but not Hagalta to the best of my knowledge. And I am grandson to Dworkin of Amber, so cousin to Nina. And yes, I am Adask, but to be honest it is recent news to me and that is why I have come to Adagalasck."

  • Michael James Watson

Trualta-"I see. Well Satura is certainly Adask, though of the pale variety.. As is her daughter by Hagalta., Dwynwen. Uxtrasa. and her children, Xorax, and Drixtra are of the gray race of the Adask, while Ninaaratres here is of the blue variety. Have you come to support the reunion or the severance?"

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

"My reasons for being here did not involve either, Lord, as I was unaware of the situation until shortly after I arrived. I came to visit family I recently heard resided here, investigate my heritage and hopefully bring my mother back to Amber with me when I leave."

  • Michael James Watson

Xorit has said nothing and is sort of the elephant in the room.

  • Michael James Watson

Trualta-"So you did not bring War Chief of the Trixta to convince me to support the Severance? He knows he is not allowed to ask me for such a think. Nor technically should he ask Ninaaratres. Have you done so, Trixta?"

  • Michael James Watson

Trixta, "No, my fight is my own. Hagalta's fight is his own."

  • Michael James Watson

Ninaaratres-"Neither has asked me to support their side. I have not announced yet that i intend to support the Severance and my armies shall speak that to the War Chief of Clan Kalota on the field of battle. I no longer feel he should hold his clan, and he should not hold stair or Wind. I do not ask for your support at this time. I support the Severance, and once it is proven, i will support the Reunion of the Odaraxta under Xorit."

  • Michael James Watson

Xorit pales noticeably in surprise.

  • Michael James Watson

Trualta laughs.

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

"And my being here now is truly an odd timing of circumstances. Upon learning some of the Reunion and Severance I have decided I do not support the Reunion, but I cannot claim I support the Severance either, except by not supporting the Reunion."

  • Michael James Watson

Trualta "I see. Well. I have long supported Hagalta in his clan, Stair and Wind. It has long been the policy of the Wild Grasses Clan to support the Odaraxta clan in their rights."

  • Michael James Watson

Trualta-"However, i will not drink, share bread, or trade salt with the man"

  • Michael James Watson

Xorit inhales. Wanting to speak but not daring to speak.

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

"I see. Please forgive my ignorance of Adask culture, but does that include the right to hold someone against their will? And use them as leverage against others?"

  • Michael James Watson

Trualta-"Satura? I think you will find that she is not an unwilling participant in her marriage. Though how he acquired her affection i do not know. I do know his other wife is not pleased about it but she has already behaved improperly in my presence. I would aide you, short of war. is there something you would have of me?"

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

Realmer is shocked silent for a moment but recovers quickly. "Lord Trualta, your offer of aide is gracious and I am honored, but I would not know what to ask for nor what might cause war with Hagalta. But my goal is to at least visit with my mother and find out if she wishes to leave or why she wants to remain. And should she wish to leave, help her to do so."

  • Michael James Watson

he nods.

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

Realmer takes a sip of wine forgetting what it is and tries not to visibly choke it down. He covers by saying, "I would also like to visit with my other cousin, Emilie, if possible and learn more about my Adask heritage while I am here, if time and circumstances permit."

  • Michael James Watson

Trualta-"Yes.... Emile, her Amber name...So you will be traveling far on your quests?"

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

"So it would seem, Lord Trualta. I am unfamiliar with the geography of these lands but since each Stair Lord is named after one of the Winds, I should guess each resides at the far points of the map. Plus it will give me more time to learn more about Adagalasck and the Adask people."

  • Michael James Watson

"Lord Realmer, Lord Xorit, I can not declare my clan against Hagalta at this time, nor will I side in the Reunion of the Severance. But I can give you both a sign that will give them pause as they see it. A symbol of my personal regard but not the regard of my clan, stair or Wind.” Speaking to a attendant, who nods, and runs off. Trualta waits away from the tables for a few moments. The attendant and a soldier come leading two fine horses. One a black one, one a gray one with a multicolored main and tail. “These companions are of the wild grasslands. Call them in your need and they shall come to bear you. They are warriors of their own might, and runners of the long trail. The black one is Dact and will bear Lord Xorit. Graso is the gray that shall bear you, Lord Realmer. They are sturdy, and of the stable of my own companions. When you reach land beyond the sea, call them, and they will come.”

  • Michael James Watson

Xorit stands, and upon getting a nod from tau walks to grip the muzzle of the black making friends.

  • Michael James Watson

Xorit"You honor me, Lord, and I shall never forget it. My gratitude is yours"

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

Realmer stands as well and follows Xorit's lead and introduces himself to Graso. "My great thanks Lord Trualta, I am honored to have such a gift and a symbol of your regard. Is there anything that I might be able to do for you, Lord?"

  • Michael James Watson

"My clan, Stair and Wind? No there isn't. For me personally...Do not drink, share bread, or trade salt with the man. Lady, will you walk with me for a bit while your companions seek the land below?" Nina rises and nods, and the two stroll off together.

Tesa Resa

  • Michael James Watson

Sitting on the top of a smooth sided tower, leaning over the curtain wall out to the sea, not for the first time, Tesa wonders at the way the universe works. A mere thirteen years before she had been a gutter rat starving in the Maze of the city of Sanctuary. Starving for a living, fighting for coin, climbing, burglarizing hovels for coppers, townhouses for silver. Occasionally digging in dumpsters for scrapes of food the rich tossed out. And too often, trading herself for survival. Now she stood on a tower overlooking a rich city. In the company of royalty, and for all practical purposes, gods. A pocket full of gems that would have bought her a townhouse among the wealthy back in her homeland. And in Amber, a small room in the region of Thin Whip's sway with a fortune in gold enough to buy her an estate in the Rankan Empire. If she played her cards right the company she was keeping might make her rich enough to buy a title. Heck, she might even earn a title. Stranger things have happened, just usually not to her. All because a voice from the shadow of a scaffold said he had uses for her. There had been hard times. There were the lessons in the knife. Snikura Assassins. Lessons in how to move in the seen unseen. To find shade in the bright sun. To hide tools in plain sight. The short con and the long con. Slight of hand and slight of sight. Theater. Then the voice said he would need her someday but till then her life was her own and he left her on the Jeweled road walking toward Amber. “All Roads Lead to Amber” the voice in the shade of the hangman's scaffold had said. He was certainly right.

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

As Realmer looks out to sea watching Nina's ship being brought in from the outer waters, he contemplates all that has occurred since he left Amber... mostly what has transpired since arriving at the Arch and then coming to Adagalasck. Even before leaving Amber, Realmer knew that matters between he and Hagalta would not turn out well, but he had not expected that it would lead to a potential war with Amber, let alone so quickly... but Hagalta was a hot-head, and Realmer knew this. As Realmer is reaching inside his Robe for his Trump Deck, so he can contact King Random and inform him of the activities of the Adask and his sister, he notices that Tesa has quietly slipped out of the stonework, as it were... Realmer wonders how long she has been standing there quietly, just barely with the corner of his vision... he wonders how Bob didn't notice her either. He smiles.

  • Michael James Watson

“Quite a city. Never seen one quite like it. Merchants with no locks on the door. Open air booths left untended. I went by a fish booth. Fried fish, Fried potatoes. Fried apples. No one there. The cook was manning a collection of fry pots a stone throw in the back. Big bowl of gems on the counter. I yelled to the guy I wanted to by some fish and he said , "Ok with me". Ok with me? He didn't even look. A woman came up, yelled a a greeting to the guy, poured a bunch of each in a basket, tossed in a couple gems, and went on her way... I asked her what he charged for the basketfull she took and she said, “What I could afford for fish today” What the hell?” She pulls out a thin hooked knife the size of her palm. “This is fine work. Nice fishhooking knife. Id pay two gold wings at least for its like. Maybe three. I asked the smith how much for 4 of them and he said, “You'll pay me fair.” Then the bastard walked away leaving a frigging fortune in gems on his counter. I took a dozen and said, “How does a red gem sound?” The guy said, 'Sound like ill visit the barber on the way home, my little parrot top lovely. Maybe ill get some colors put in my beard. Wife will love it. “ Then back to his fire.. You can't steal from these people..” She shakes her head and withdraws a flask to sip. Leaving you to your business.

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

Realmer begins smiling the moment she begins describing the trusting manner of the citizens of the city; he understands her shock at such a things considering where he came from himself. He chuckles and says "I hope you paid him fair."

The Sea and Reunited Lovers

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

Realmer then draws forth Random's card and focuses upon it, concentrating. Due to the sensitive nature of his information, Realmer will converse mentally through the Psychic Contact the Trump provides, that way to prevent any eavesdropping.

  • Michael James Watson

reaching Carly she puts you through to Random.

  • Michael James Watson

Random-"OK.... Why do i think you have bad news? "

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

'Because I do, Majesty' he replies mentally. 'It would seem that Hagalta, Master of the South Winds and Lord of Stone is on the Jeweled Road headed to Amber, with a large contingent of his men and those loyal to him. I just found out a very short time ago and I thought I should bring it to your attention as soon as my circumstances permitted.'

  • Michael James Watson

"Well...Where are you? "

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

'Currently in Adagalasck at the Stair of Lord Trualta, Master of the East Winds and Lord of Air.' Realmer gives Random the run down from the time his group arrived at the Arch to present.... he does leave out the part where Gangdis cracked Shaxta's Battle Sign and the part about Realmer intending to give it to Xorit.

  • Michael James Watson

"You've met Nina then. And Emilie? Shier cards are cold now.."

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

'I have not met her, yet. It sounds like Nina intends for us to meet with her so that we may all discuss family matters. And I did mention Farslayer, didn't I?' Realmer knows he did, but feels he must mention it again.

  • Michael James Watson

"Yes, another sugar in my coffee. So I've a Adask war chief leading his clan down the Jeweled road with Farslayer on his back. OK, that's a big problem but hardly earth shaking in comparison to the mess I've got going on. . I have a brother who seems to have disappeared and is refusing trump contact and took a big chunk of Amber's defenses with him without so much as a Mother May I. I had to get Benedict to bring one of his pet warbands in to cover the hole. Luckily chaos isn't attacking. Ill contact Lop and get a CHAD force going down the road. Any idea how many troops this Adask has?

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

Realmer recounts the numbers of men he saw on Shaxta's side on the battle field during the battle drill, then estimates maybe half of the 'spectators' might be supporters. He glances around to see if Gangdis is in sight, if so he will ask him, Realmer is pretty sure Gan would have an exact count.

  • Michael James Watson

Would Gang have been sent elsewhere? otherwise he would be with you now. If so he gives a quick rundown on numbers and forces he saw beyond the arch

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

Gan would not have been needed elsewhere, Carston is taking care of the horses and Nina is speaking with Trualta in private; Gan would have been with Realmer most likely. Realmer relays the numbers and details as Gan relays them to him.

  • Michael James Watson

"OK, so not exactly a major war but a certain annoyance. Ill see about getting someone out to Diega Raks to greet them. Can't have them wandering into Arden right now with Julian apparently taking the rangers on a training mission somewhere. OK, keep in touch"

  • Michael James Watson

he breaks contact

  • Michael James Watson

Carston arrives and tells you the ship is ready. Xorit and his forces are on the ship already a is the Arch Mage.

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

"Are our horses and gear aboard?" he asks Carston. If so, he will have Bob Trump-port all of them to the deck of the ship, which Bob can easily see from this vantage.

  • Michael James Watson

Arriving on the ship Nina is waiting.. "We take to the sea. In short order ill summon the wind and our path will be quicker."

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

"Forgive my tardiness, I had not realized your ship had already docked and that you were waiting on me." Realmer bows politely and apologetically.

  • Michael James Watson

she laughs lightly, "i wait on many things." She goes the the bow and waits as the crew take it to the sea

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

Realmer moves up beside her but does not get too close. He looks out over the sea and quietly takes it in for a few moments, deciding what to say. "There is much about Adagalasck and the Adask people and culture I still have yet to learn, and much about myself it would seem as well. I was raised in a Shadow called Montagar; I knew my grandmother as Verna and my father as Sir Kandith, I did not know the word 'Adask' nor of this Shadow... but I have heard rumors that Hagalta may be my father and that Vox may be my grandmother. I know not which is true, as I know memory and magic go hand in hand and that what I recall may not be factual." He pauses to take a deep breath of sea air and says, "I'm not sure why I feel comfortable sharing these things with you, but I do and I feel I should."

  • Michael James Watson

Nina nods, "Many things are unknown. Many secrets best spoken of. You see me wandering the world, riding on horseback, in the wind, but Its been years since i left my Stair. We do love our secrets.. you seem to have been raised deep in the secrets of others. if it is of interest, I do not believe Hagalta is your blood father. I sense too much human in you. But you are certainly Adask. There is a tinge of something else. It could be easily identified as Dragonkin. but...."

  • Michael James Watson

"But... I think its the breath of Chaos. Dworkin, few of us knew him, really. We thought him a wizard friend of Oberon. But a few of us, strong in the craft, knew better. Emilie and I spoke to him often and he denied his blood. But he taught us sorcery as well. Dworkin and Oberon spent considerable time here. Oberon was lusty and his time with my mother was brief. But in my sister and I came her heritage of Adask and Fey, and Oberon's Heritage of Chaos and a Primal Beast. Remember, no matter who they serve, even the Serpent of Chaos, are in themselves manifestations of supreme Order. Dworkin is of the Royal House of Chaos. That is the line of Shapechangers.. "

  • Michael James Watson
  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

Realmer nods his head and contemplates what Nina has said.

  • Michael James Watson

"Adagalasck is ancient. It has lost many of its children from time to time and I think who you knew as Verna may well have been one of those lost children. it would explain why Dworkin found her. But i am afraid of something that I suspect. I believe Adagalasck may have existed before Amber. That it was a failed attempt to create what Dworkin finally succeeded in creating. The Adask are not natives here. They came here in a time so long ago that few remember that time. They were led here by two, a brother and sister, and their patron beast the Phoenix. Less then a dozen in this realm know of this possibility. I suspect the one you knew as Verna was one of those two. And either she or her brother created this realm to defend themselves from the attacks of Chaos"

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

"I thank you for your candor on my parentage; it helps alleviate some of my concerns. I was raised by Dworkin and Verna, Satura and Sir Kandith in my earliest years... I will always remember Dworkin as a man of great magics and great powers. A bit later in my adult years he came back into my life and taught me about Amber and Chaos, the Pattern, all forms of High Order Magic, and the basics of Trump. He also taught me how to use my natural abilities and talents. It wasn't until I walked the Actual Pattern in Amber that I realized I was different from the rest of the family and why he had taught me about Chaos and Shape Shifting away from Amber." He is silent for a moment then continues. "I had read and heard that there were/are Shadows that pre-date Amber, but I had never heard that any were failed attempts to create 'Amber' or something like it. That my grandmother may be someone greater that what I recall seems certain, now that I think on it... and knowing what I do of Dworkin." He takes a deep breath and lets it out as a sigh, "Still so much to learn."

  • Michael James Watson

"Shadows are the functions of great Inscriptions. Two great realms existed before Amber. But there were small places of stability in the possession of Chaos lords in the vast ancient time. Calmir and Paragon, though those names are just words our understanding can embrace. My life is long but even I am but a babe in the length of time involved. Calmir and Paragon were great creations that threatened the flow of unchecked Chaos. They were thrown down. I suspect that this realm was created when the last two of the Royal Family of Calmir, who had hid in Paragon for eons till it was destroyed as well. Now, to my understanding there remain large parts of the lands of those realms. Even parts of the inscriptions. I know a part of the inscription of Calmir is in our realm. My magics tell me so. In my hall, the shadow of the Inscription of Primal Ad......k that may be assayed tells me that the Primal inscription i beside a part of Calmir.. But even I have never seen the Primal Inscription... Do you wonder why I tell you all of this after such a short acquaintance? "

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

"I could conjecture a few theories, but I am sure none would be entirely accurate and I would surely waste your time. And I am sure you are willing to tell me why because I surely do wonder."

  • Michael James Watson

"I intend to aide you in any way i can. But in return, i ask that you break a prime law and decree of Oberon that has caused my sister and I great pain. One that has forced shame on Shadow and anger and bloodshed on Amber. Summon Julian here. Bring him into the realm that Oberon made my prison. Oberon decreed that i would never be reunited with my Husband. Do this, and my heart will be grateful beyond words, but not beyond my power to reward."

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

Realmer says, "I shall gladly summon him but I will not force him to come should he not wish it." If Nina is watching closely, she will note that Julian's Trump is was up one of Realmer's sleeves, not in his Deck. Realmer looks to Gangdis briefly, then back to Nina before focusing his attention on the image of Julian then concentrating.......

  • Michael James Watson

the trump connects immediately. "Bide" The contact holds. Julian is clearly in a Hellride.. A few minutes he stabilizes the realm to a solid place.. "Realmer? I've set my attention to ignore all Trumps save yours.. What news have you? I'm afraid i may be in a bit of trouble myself and can not tarry long."

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

"A wife wishes to be reunited with her husband, but this breaks the decree of a now-deceased king of Amber. What do you think of this, cousin? Will you come across to me?" Realmer turns so Nina is clearly in the background.

  • Michael James Watson

"PULL ME THROUGH NOW!!!"

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

Realmer pulls Julian through with as much strength as he can muster and then uses the speed and Flight of the robe to get out of the way and sort of fling Julian towards Nina.

  • Michael James Watson

The grasp each other tightly. Ignoring all else.. Julian's armor shifts to bracer form leaving him in a light green well worn arming coat.

  • Michael James Watson

After a time certain ships officers have come up, ships business, and stand in shock..

  • Michael James Watson

In each others arms, they turn to you. Nina says "Well, Captain, I see we are almost far enough out.. Lets get another , oh, ten hours toward the North. That should be .... enough... ah distance... " They turn and she leads him toward the stairs below. Julian, turns, "Realmer... Contact Duncan.. I left him abruptly. This ship is massive, it should be big enough..." They disappear below decks,

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

Realmer does not bother to reply to Julian as they disappear. He nods to the Captain and heads to the cargo hold and finds a large open area then pulls Duncan's card from the deck and concentrates on the image.

  • Michael James Watson

The contact is not immediate but comes, "Who?"

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

"Lord Relmopator, friend and cousin to Julian. He bade me contact you immediately. I have a feeling you and many others need to be brought to safety, is this true?"

  • Michael James Watson

"Yes, we have met a few times at Dinner but neither of us is a common sight are we? . Julian said he was waiting for your call. I'll start things at my end. We are at a bit of a lather. Are you ready at your end?"

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

"As ready as I can be. In the hold of a massive ship with a large open area. I can enhance the Trump Contact with Magic to strengthen the contact and enlarge the opening, but we will both need to remain on our respective sides until it is done. Send them through quickly but orderly."

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

Realmer looks to see if Gangdis is nearby, if so he will ask him to organize the incoming troops. If not, he will call out to him to bring him down to the hold.

  • Michael James Watson

he starts moving men and horse through. Clearly the Arden Rangers. Gangdis steps up and starts telling them where to go. Soon Carston arrives to help as well. The ship crew is shocked to suddenly have a cohort of Men and horse on the ship and in time It starts getting very crowded

  • Michael James Watson

While they see you holding the Trump open they respond instantly to Gangdis's Voice of Command. Many of them recognize him and while surprised know that a Royal and an Elite issuing orders are orders to be obeys, especially since Duncan, the Ranger # 2 is sending them through"

  • Michael James Watson

Soon the Dogs start coming through.

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

Realmer smiles a wide grin at the site of Julian's Hounds of Arden... he remembered.

  • Michael James Watson

among the Men and Horse comes a very large burly looking man, with massive shoulders. Dark brown Hair, to his waist. Naked and unarmed. He looks like a body builder with a 12 pack chest. he comes to regard you.

  • Michael James Watson

"You are Relmopator? Yes?"

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

Realmer looks him over and is reminded of many a Barbarian he encountered in his Adventuring days... only much less clothing. "Yes, I am he. And you are?"

  • Michael James Watson

"Where is Julian? Is he with his mare finally? Yes?"

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

"Yes, Julian is with his wife and should not be disturbed for any reason."

  • Michael James Watson

"I don't suppose you could find me some large pants.. or oh! Sail cloth.. a toga will do, yes?"

  • Michael James Watson

"And I wouldn't think of disturbing Julian now... Not for a few hours anyway.. Oh.. is there a large amount of beer aboard?"

  • Michael James Watson

Finally Duncan steps through, ending the trump contact

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

Realmer breaks the contact and puts the Trump away. Then he Conjures up a set of simple set of durable clothing; pants, tunic, boots, underclothes. All in light browns.

  • Michael James Watson

The man looks at them.. "Oh Excellent.. Ah... Duncan... can you remind me how to do this.. The last time was so embarrassing..."

  • Michael James Watson

Duncan nods, pats you on the shoulder, "Thanks, ill help him... Come sit over on these bales Morganstern. We'll get you dressed in no time. "

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

Realmer raises an eyebrow, but does not say a word. With a few waves of his hands and a few simple Cantrips, the clothing helps Morganstern dress himself. He nods his head to the two. "Welcome aboard."

  • Michael James Watson

he takes a shirt and lays it over his chest, "Well, Realmer! Does this color fit me?"

  • Michael James Watson

"Neigh!!! Neigh!!!" He laughs uproariously and puts the shirt on.

  • Michael James Watson

Duncan leans in to you. "Morgan has a terrible sense of humor."

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

Realmer chuckles and says to Morganstern, "No, it doesn't." He waves his hand, a Cantrips later the color matches the gray of his normal horse coat and the boots shine like steel.

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

"There. That's better" he says after giving him an appraising look. He then winks to Duncan and pulls out a bottle of homemade ale and give it to Duncan and then another and hands it to Morganstern.

  • Michael James Watson

Morgan nods, drinking the bottle with excitement. "Ah, bottles.. So much cleaner then sticking ones face in a barrel... Eh Duncan! Hey! Were are on the ocean!! " He runs over to look over the rail.

  • Michael James Watson

dun-"He isn't in human form often.. I swear he is smarter then he seems.. He got drunk with Droppa once and now he knows thousands of really dumb jokes.. We should move along. I bet its a mess down there. Hey! Gangdis! Well met, Sir!"

  • Michael James Watson

Gangdis comes up and shakes hands with Duncan, "And well met lad.. Realmer, i think the ships crew is about to lose its mind. Tesa is playing door guard down there but the captain is beside himself. This ship is held together by magic and nails and the nails are stretched tight. There is hardly a square foot below that isn't man, horse or dog. The decks don't look more roomy either.. The ship is slogging to a stop and the Captain can't get the thing to catch the wind. poor seamanship really.. "

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

Realmer smiles and casts a simple Enlarge spell upon the sails and mast to help with the wind and the weight until he can get below decks. Then he goes below decks and casts a few Magnificent Mansion Spells, an extra-dimensional space that creates a door on one side but the interior of a mansion on the inside. He will put Julian's rangers in them.

  • Michael James Watson

Duncan-"Well i can sort out the men and horse.. I imagine they are dropping tack and grooming now.. We had a hard ride getting... well... away from Amber.. "

  • Michael James Watson

those are in your spell lists?

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

Oops. Just checked... The Magnificent Mansion is called Secure Shelter and I forgot to add Enlarge. So scratch that part. Sorry.

  • Michael James Watson

Her ship is extraordinarily magic already.. trying to manipulate her magic could be dicey but you can try...

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

He will cast the Secure Shelter spells on some empty crates so it does not interact with the ship itself.

  • Michael James Watson

A good strong wind might be as helpful as anything

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

Well, he does not have any weather control spells... but he does still possess the Ambir JoJ which can control weather in some places... he pulls it from his Robe and concentrates on intensifying the wind blowing to the north.

  • Michael James Watson

and before you mention it, Mold Shadow won't work here since this is the prime realm but might work on the shadows on the stair

  • Michael James Watson

The jewel warms to the touch and winds swirl suddenly hard against the sails as you direct them.

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.
  • Score!!*
  • Michael James Watson

In a few moments the Captain comes up beside you.. "Excellent.. We need a strong wind in these sails here to get the tiller working. " He speaks about the wind as if he is used to speaking to one able to control the winds, as he does with Nina"

  • Michael James Watson

In time they get things squared away. Its tight, but there are over 300 horse with men and dogs. They have their own food and they start wandering about

  • Michael James Watson

Duncan comes up to the bow of the ship. Nods to you and sits on the edge of the ship. "Well, sir, we're outlaws now i guess"

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

"Maybe not as much as you think, Duncan. Hagalta, my adversary, marches towards Amber on the Jeweled Road as we speak. Perhaps the outcome will outweigh the actions when all is said and done."

  • Michael James Watson

"I wouldn't know. Dawn this morning Dad came up, called for his 300 best, and set out on the Hellride We've been riding hard for three days. He said he only knew one way to get to Ad......k and it was cross country.. We've hardly eaten.. certainly not slept."

  • Michael James Watson

"Is there something... electric.. in the air?"

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

"Eat and sleep and rest well; you have arrived in Adagalasck, nephew. There will be time for stories and information later, when all are rested and sated. And yes, it's just this place; it... crackles."

  • Michael James Watson

"I thought as much. I got a degree in mechanical engineering in shadow and this had the feel of something electric in the atmosphere... Hmm Does the Pattern imprint seem somehow.... distant?

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

"Yes, probably due to the Squiggle here... its power can be easily felt. The crackle in the air may or may not be related. But I must say I am fascinated by the midday darkness of this place... rather comforting."

  • Michael James Watson

"Well, the sun is bright enough but it does seem somehow like night time.. strange. Well, if you don't mind. I'm jut going to slump down here and sleep. "

  • Michael James Watson

Time passes...

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

Realmer rests, eats, re-hangs spells, as time allows.

  • Michael James Watson

In time one of the sailor tells you that the Lady is on deck if you can attend her

  • Michael James Watson

The ship feels like the winds you set have been replaced by a more practiced wind and the ship is moving along at a good clip.

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

Realmer thanks the sailor and heads for the main deck in search of Ninaaratres, Arch Mage of the North Wind. Bob accompanies him in his Miniature Beholder form; easier for navigating the below decks sections of the ship. When he finds her he will approach and wait for her to notice him then he bows and says, "You called for me?" Bob will be floating a respectful distance away from Realmer but over the heads of any on deck.

  • Michael James Watson

She turns and nods. Turning back directing the wind she motion a hand up to the bow beside her.

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

Realmer approaches and takes the indicated place at her side.

  • Michael James Watson

Nina-"Its a strange day for me. very strange.. Like being young again. Julian is below sorting out his rangers. He is.. going to be embarrassing for a few days,, I imagine i will as well. We spoke at length.. We, the 5 of us including Duncan, have a serious problem. Several really. Julian claims he felt the Arch broken. I believe that's when you entered. Other Amberites have tried and failed. But you are Adask and of this realm even if you never came here. I am certain some version of my suspicions are some part true. Julian says my Trump, Emilie's and Adagalasck are all cold to the touch in the deck, but they don't make contact. No one could trump in or contact those inside. But now they can reach out. Maybe they always could. I never had a deck. So one way or another our isolation is at an end. Ancient enemies will come. "

  • Michael James Watson

"We have a war perhaps coming. and below that the question of Reunion and Severance which in the light of things seems a small matter. Several thousand Odaraxta are heading toward Amber though i can't imagine that's much of a threat. And of course their are your family issues with Hagalta himself.

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

"Perhaps it was all going to happen sooner or later anyway, but I feel me arriving at the time that I did was fortuitous; I believe the matter of the Reunion and the Severance are of great significance to me and the Adask people and Amber as well. If Hagalta is challenged on all fronts and the Reunion of Shaxta is opposed by all, then his claim to power and title all fall away and all that is left is an angry Adask with Family Issues and Vengeance on his mind." He ponders a moment then continues. "The matter of the Arch and the Trumps may be related, but how I am related to the Arch being broken I am still unsure... unless your Stone had something to do with it." He pulls it out and studies it casually but continues speaking. "Perhaps I should make my own Trump Decks..." he muses, "I could give you a deck or two." He snaps himself out of thought and says, "Whatever the consequences now, my intentions were not to start a war. But I will learn what I can and at least visit my mother before I pay the fiddler for my tune."

  • Michael James Watson

She extends a hand to the stone and it flips to her hand.

  • Michael James Watson

"So long ago.. This was probably the key. Bringing it into the realm.. Oberon sealed it. Maybe only his stone could open it"

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

"And somehow I believe Arloxedra would have learned this through his research, hence his reason for giving it to me."

  • Michael James Watson

"Mayhap. I know little of Amber. I was not there long. Bleys was a child, Fiona a babe. Julian, Caine, Emilie and I spent a great deal of time....alone.. I was never comfortable there .. My realm sat out Patternfall unaffected. The forces of Chaos could not enter. But we felt Oberon's fall. Emilie and I watched his funeral procession. I've never met Random. Im considering throwing myself on his mercy, if only to save Julian's standing. What say you?"

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

"I don't believe you will need to 'throw yourself on his mercy', but I am sure some open dialog would get matters going in the right direction. Though I would also advise that we consult with your sister, Emilie before making any dialogs with King Random." He takes a breath, "And I am sure Julian will land on his feet once the dust settles; but he made his choices as I made mine. I will take what ever blame I can shoulder because I am happy to see you two reunited. And because both of you showed me kindness and treated me with respect when others in the family showed a mild version of revulsion or fear... so I owe the both of you for that alone. Random is a decent man, just talk to him and listen to what he has to say."

  • Michael James Watson

"I'm not sure I have the Energy to deal with Emilie today. I had hoped to have time on my stair before seeking her out"

  • Michael James Watson

A Trump contact touches

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

"Then let us take the needed time; I would love to visit your Stair before meeting more family...." he holds up his hand giving her the wait a minute gesture... his eyes glass over slightly... he braces for assault, forced or subtle.... then, "Who calls?"

  • Michael James Watson

"A king with a real headache that no amount of rum is going to fix"

  • Michael James Watson

"But i am really tempted to drag a dozen barrels into the dungeon and give it a try. Sometimes i miss my old cell"

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

"I am sorry to hear that, Majesty" Realmer says aloud though in a low conversational tone. "What I can I do for you?" He glances to Nina then back to Random through the Contact

  • Michael James Watson

"Well i have an Adask and 3000 of his retainers that Flora is trying to find lodgings for. Your Hagalta certainly came to Amber. Walked right into court, declared that he was the High King of Adagalasck, Master of the Four winds, and he appealed to open diplomatic relations with the Kingdom of Amber. He said the Realms of Adagalasck, being a primal realm in its own right, would happily accept a spot in the top 20 of Golden Circle Kingdom out of respect for the might of Amber. He said the warrior forces of Adagalasck were prepared to wage Red War on the forces of Azcala beside the forces of Amber. See why i want rum?"

  • Michael James Watson

"He offered to give me Farslayer at the time of the signing of Adagalasck's Golden Circle Treaty. Arlo actually laughed out loud in court."

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

Realmer looks to Nina and says, "Since when was Hagalta named the High King of Adagalasck, Master of the Four Winds? I'm not sure he is authorized to make such a deal on behalf of the all the Adask people." Realmer says to Random.

  • Michael James Watson

ran-'Ya, i kind of figured that. But you should see the crown he has. and his forces have the shiniest armor. I'm guessing one of his queens took short cuts through shadow to outfit them. However, I'm going to make these people coming out of the woodwork your problem. So, until you are told otherwise you are the new Ambassador to Adagalasck from Amber.  Congratulations . You get a staff and a variety of other perks. Now..i have to go pull Flora down out of the rafters and find a few barrels of rum to help me enjoy the dungeons. "

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

Without batting an eye or pausing in the slightest, Realmer replies, "Then my second official act as Amber's Ambassador to Adagalasck will be to establish an Embassy where I will meet with Hagalta and handle this matter properly and knowledgeably. But my first act will be to meet with all the Masters and Mistresses of the Winds to learn more about the unreloved matter of the Reunion and the Severance, which may greatly affect the naming of a High King, which I must also learn more about. Please send Flora my personal apologies and feel free to send Haglata back home, Majesty."

  • Michael James Watson

random nods, "Excellent. i will inform him that you will be overseeing any negotiations concerning the Golden Circle treaty. Where will the Kingdom of Amber be establishing its embassy? "

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

"Unsure at the moment, Majesty, but once I have established a temporary Embassy, I will contact you regarding the staff and let Hagalta and all other involved parties aware of its location. And if possible, could you send Bill Roth along, at least to help with set up and for a few other matters that his expertise will be needed."

  • Michael James Watson

Nina whispers, "The Stair of Blomsia. You can have a whole floor. I know just the one."

  • Michael James Watson

ran-"Yes. Good call. I'll get Roth to you asap. We do have a family problem of course. I'm going to solve one right now. And it will piss someone off really bad"

  • Michael James Watson

"I'm assigning Prince Julian as your military advisor and commander of the Embassy security forces. I have his #3 ranger in my dungeon right now and he tells me Julian only took his immortals. That's 300 security guards for his staff. I'm promoting Dalt to Warden of Arden. Hows that work for you?"

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

"The Embassy will be at the Stair of Blomsia in the Shadow of Adagalasck, Majesty. The Mistress of the North Wind has kindly offered it."

  • Michael James Watson

Nina-"Primal realm, not shadow"

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

"Forgive me, Arch Mage and Majesty; The Primal Realm of Adagalasck. My first day as Ambassador and already a faux pas." Realmer looks between Nina and Random then makes a decision, he reaches out to Nina makes physical contact then angles himself so Random can see her. "Majesty, may I present Ninaaratres, Arch Mage of the North Winds and Lady of Water. Arch Mage, King Random of Amber."

  • Michael James Watson

She moves close and bows slightly. "It is my pleasure to greet you in the name of Adagalasck. The Four Winds, of which Hagalta is one, will be happy to open a dialogue between our mutual Primal Realms. And..I look forward to speaking to you in person soon. We have been to long separated from kinship"

  • Michael James Watson

Random nods, 'And well met indeed. names out of legend. So much has changed in Amber since your short time here. There will need to be some sorting out of course.. But we will start with this Hagalta issue and see where the wind, as it were, go"

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

"I will be in contact as soon as possible, Majesty. And I'm not sure if I should thank you or curse you for the Ambassadorship, but either way I am sure it will help matters for all involved."

  • Michael James Watson

ran-"Yes, Well, there is an old carny saying. " If you want to get people off the roller coaster, stop it suddenly." OK, ill keep Hagalta here a few days, then have Benedict escort him back to you. Maybe even by trump. Tell Julian the good news" He breaks contact.

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

Realmer turns to Nina, "Perhaps we should tell him together."

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

Realmer will fill in the details for Nina and Julian at the same time, then will share the details with his team.

  • Michael James Watson

Julian is too happy to care about the demotion and the idea of being stationed here does appeal to him.

  • Michael James Watson

Jul-"Alright... Military advisor it is.. I heard a bit of it from Nina last night but ill need all the details. And of course how eager are we to fight. This isn't Amber's fight but i do know where i can hire an army or two if needed. i also know a few.. specialists ill get here soonest. I should call Benedict. Hes certainly pissed at me but he will be pragmatic about it. There are two people i should see first though...." Looking at Nina, who nods.

  • Michael James Watson

Gangdis, having been on the edge of things says, "Julian, do you really think the King will release Caine so easily? A warrior post is one thing but Spymaster is another"

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

"May I be privy to these people,Julian, if it involves our current situation? And speak with Sir Gangdis, my personal Military Advisor and Elite Guard about Hagalta's military might and the Shaxta's battle tactics, he was present for the battle drill. And Nina, it seems we will need to contact Emilie sooner rather than later... and Lord Trualta once again."

  • Michael James Watson

He takes Nina's hand. "the two are... our... ah.... spouses... Caine and Emilie...The four of us.. well we were all young together... and......"

  • Michael James Watson

Gangdis Mumbles, "Well, there is a 2000 year old bet i just lost"

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

Realmer holds up a hand and says, "Say no more, I'm a romantic. Contact who you must, keep me appraised as it applies to diplomatic matters. Gan, I will need to speak with Carston about a CHAD contingent for the Embassy. And Julian, I would like to integrate my own 'specialist' in with your specialists, speak with Gan about her."

  • Michael James Watson

Carston tells you that the person you probably want to speak to in CHAD is Duke Fortunadas, 2nd of CHAD, Thrice Crowned Bard. He can contact him for you but to understand that to do so would be vastly above his pay grade. It might be easier to just visit the Palace Commons in Amber and name drop.

  • Michael James Watson

Julian tells you that all 300 of his troops agreed to the change of designation. a new challenge.

Ambassador Relmopator and The Embassy at Blomsia

  • Michael James Watson

In time the Love Boat docks at the City of Blomsia, in the region of Blomsia. Its Stair is massive and clearly ancient stretching into the heavy dark clouds. The land is icy and snowy but the people seem happy and industrious. The city is clearly designed to protect from the elements but the natives have the Calgary cool thing. Wearing short sleeves and short pants in snowy weather

  • Michael James Watson

The stair is wide and well trafficked. Clearly business goes on throughout it.

  • Michael James Watson

They greet Nina with adoration a step above what she had in the Wild grass region but clearly with great love. However they are shocked to the core to see Julian. He is not mentioned anywhere in their lore and she has never had a romantic linkage to her history. So seeing her prancing, kissing, Reclining in the arms of the man in the white armor is a universal shock to them all.

  • Michael James Watson

Yet they see his treatment of her and quickly accept him though with a great degree of ongoing surprise..

  • Michael James Watson

Passing through the city she is greeted by many people with official duties and she deals with them quickly. She introduces Julian as her husband and consort, and you as the Ambassador from Amber. Amber is an ancient legend but not a main part of their history

  • Michael James Watson

She goes to the second stair of her Stair. Each Shadow level is roughly 10 feet and a few degrees around the center circle. The center Circles seem to include residences, businesses, and what look like art museums. the second step opens into a vast cool lands, with a light blue sun. It is a large city stretching out to the horizon. She speaks to a factor who escorts the groups to a massive palace near the Stair entrance. It is a complex of thousands of buildings of various sizes in a roughly French 1500's style.

  • Michael James Watson

It is apparently unoccupied but looks as if it was recently vacated, undoubtedly displaces tens of thousands of people

  • Michael James Watson

"This will serve you well. The technology level has been maintained here at pre-electrical but you may furnish it as you will.

  • Michael James Watson

on the boat, a few days from landing, Carston said if he could be transferred to Amber, with a letter of intent, he could speak to CHAD. Perhaps Flora would assist in the transfer?

  • Michael James Watson

let you get your poodle.

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

Realmer drafts a letter of intent for Duke Fortunadas and arranges the transfer through Flora, and gets Kevin  Realmer tells Carston to wait for him to make contact and to maintain contact with the Duke as 'The Ambassador's Personal CHAD representative'. Once in Blomsia, Realmer will use one of his personal Trumps to contact Carston to see as to his progress.

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

Realmer will start small; one building and a few rooms for starters. He will let his current staff do what they do best without his interference, but will request regular reports.

  • Michael James Watson

you can make a contact trump for Carston, which will freak him out, but not a transport one

  • Michael James Watson

in the first week much activity occurs..

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

(he already has)

  • Michael James Watson

has what?

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

(made a contact trump for Carston and others)

  • Michael James Watson

at one point you and Julian, Nina and several of the various staff folk, rangers and Blomsia, as well as Gangdis are in the middle of a meeting over drinks and stories.. getting the embassy established etc.....

  • Michael James Watson

i don't remember making contact trumps but that's OK

  • Michael James Watson

when a Seneschal of Nina says she has visitors. And on his heels stride in Caine and a glowing blond woman. She looks less like her trump and more like a wild dreadlock girl, a very hippie vibe.. Young, a slight yellowish glow, tiny sparks of electricity off her. Caine looks the pirate king with a wide wicked grin

  • Michael James Watson

Nina goes stiff with a neutral face.. Julian stands, his armor in the bracer form.

  • Michael James Watson

the woman lightly dances up and embraces the startled Nina.

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

Realmer stands when they enter but says nothing for the moment

  • Michael James Watson

She then places a very unsisterly kiss on Julian.

  • Michael James Watson

Caine walks up and puts a hand on Julian's shoulder, a gesture returned my him. As Julian is about to speak, Caine raises a finger to halt him.

  • Michael James Watson

Emilie steps in front of Nina. Kneeling, she places her forehead to the ground. her arms stretched out, her palms up. She leans back. looking up to Nina. "Wind of the North. I lay the Wind of the South at your feet and take you as my queen. My fires are yours to command.. As long as you recognize my Husband as my consort"

  • Michael James Watson

Nina kneels and embraces her sister, whispers in her ear, and stands.. She then places a very unsisterly kiss on Caine's lips. "Your powers of persuasion have not failed you Caine, I expected a long battle with Emilie"

  • Michael James Watson

Caine-"oh...battles will come. Just not this one. She is to much the flibbertigibbet to vie for your mothers crown. Well, Julian,Oberon must surely be sleeping with the Ancestors of Darkness to have the four of us in one room and he not raining down fire on us. "

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

"Watch your tongue, cousin." Realmer says and looks up.

  • Michael James Watson

Caine turns to Realmer-"My tongue is my own and every word measured. We have spoken many times in official capacities and family dinners but i never thought to know you well till now. I consider myself in your debt even if my advantage came as a side matter in the walls you have kicked in. I am still Amber's man, but my work here will be under your embassy officially, if not actually"

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

"Understood and appreciated, Caine. I welcome your help and input. Welcome to Adagalasck and thank you for coming." Realmer bows his head in respect to Caine.

  • Michael James Watson

he nods, 'I could have come as a tourist, but my wife was here. Every day of my life since Oberon sealed them in this prison i have held her card, seeking coldness. One day it was there and a moment later so was I. Now... Unofficially, would you like Hagalta hit? I know a place with a cement mixer running and deep holes in the desert they will never find him no matter how fast he regenerates."

  • Michael James Watson

Nina gasps, "By the Phoenix, i had forgotten how you speak, Bondmate"

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

"I'm unsure of what a 'cement mixer' is, but I definitely get the gist of your words and tone. No, I don't want him 'hit'; I would like to try to settle this diplomatically and by Amber and Adask Law, if possible. But knowing your offer exists quiets a part of my mind. I believe the matter of the Reunion and the Severance needs to be settled first and foremost. And the possibility of a member of the Amber Royal Family being held against her will must also be investigated and settled."

  • Michael James Watson

Caine, "If you insist. Of course This Hagalta isn't that tech savvy. We could arrange a meet along the jeweled road, get Vance to loan us a starship. Beam him and his whole cadre into deep space. No muss, no fuss, no coconuts. "

  • Michael James Watson

Nina looks to Julian," Whats that mean?"

  • Michael James Watson

Jules, "It means Caine has been drinking"

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

"If it were that simple a matter, Random would have already done it himself. No, by the books."

  • Michael James Watson

"Random has an abundance of good nature. but believe me cousin, he has slit throats in his time.. Oh.. speaking of which. I noticed someone coming in. Someone from amber.. Did you know you have a Snikura either stalking you, tracking you, observing you, or at the very least watching who comes and goes here?"

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

"If you give me a description I may be able to tell you" he replies.

  • Michael James Watson

He reaches into a bag and pulls Tesa out by her heels. Struggling against a wrap binding. Caine looks at her, "Well, she's 5'1" with colorful and distracting hair. ah.. thin bodied but strong. Her fingerprints have been removed and replaced with Snikura sign markings. She has about 40 knives about her person and about 4000 gems. She tends to get angry when held up by her ankles and slapped against walls..Can I have her?"

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

"No, you may not. Put her down gently, release her and return all her belongs that she did not steal from you; she works for me." Realmer keeps a straight face, not out of anger but to keep from laughing.

  • Michael James Watson

he nods, "You have hired Snikura? I think this is the beginning of a beautiful friendship for us, cousin. Random won't let me work with them. One thing first.." He brings her up to look in her eyes. 'Listen Snikura, no one kills in my presence without my say so. I don't give a tinker's damn if my cousin has hired you, bought you, bedded you, or cloned you. Kill in my presence without my permission and I'll plant you like potatoes. Get me?" Tesa nods. Caine drops her, recovering the wrap which disappears in his attire. Tesa walks off, and behind you. walking like a wet cat.

  • Michael James Watson

Caine-"So... Emilie.. shall we leave the good Ambassador to his plotting?"

  • Michael James Watson

Emilie-"No... Nina and I must talk.. there will be time now.. and a scent of lavender on the wind, my dear. Leave us be."

  • Michael James Watson

Tesa is annoyed.. but you are the only Amberites she has dealt with till Gangdis brought her to you.

  • Michael James Watson

Boxing out of her weight category.

  • Michael James Watson

i watched a heavy weight fight a featherweight. there was lots of running around till the heavy weight landed a blow. then it was like an Christmas inflatable Santa losing its air.

  • Michael James Watson

Carston, Flora, Kevin and Fort

  • Michael James Watson

Carston, Flora, Kevin and For

  • Michael James Watson

after a bit of time and work done, furniture imported and no word from Hagalta, There is a trump contact

  • Michael James Watson

Did bill go with Carston?

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

Realmer braces for impact as always, but allows the contact. "Who calls?" (No, thought Bill would be coming back with Carston and others)

  • Michael James Watson

Ten days passes in the North Stair after Carston left. Time distances being what they are that's a day in Amber. Early the 11th day there is a trump contact.

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

Realmer braces for impact as always, but allows the contact. "Who calls?"

  • Michael James Watson

"Flora and what the fried fishes of Hell have you gotten yourself in to? I've have a strange collection of people here ready to come to you."

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

"Ah, Flora, so good to see a friendly face. It seems I have been named Amber's Ambassador to Adagalasck and must clean up a mess here; a mess that I am a part of like it or not. I do so appreciate your help in this matter. And I am sorry for any inconveniences you suffered due to Hagalta and his followers; his visit to Amber could be partially my fault."

  • Michael James Watson

"Oh the Hagalta matter is an interesting one for me. His people were being disagreeable but not unusually so. New diplomats have their egos. I got most of the soldiers sort out by assigning them a barracks in South Riding. I may owe you an apology though considering your father. I didn't know Hagalta was your father. He apparently thought i was a servant. He and that Orc wife of his thought they could drag me into their quarters for a tumble. It didn't go well for them.

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

Realmer chuckles lightly and smiles. "You do not owe me an apology for anything you said or did to Hagalta and his first wife; he is not my father nor she my mother... and it sounds like they deserved what they got." His smile widens and he gives Flora a wink. "Though Hagalta's second wife, Satura, is my mother and an Amberite of the Royal Family... I must check on her well being soon... as the Ambassador of Amber it is my duty. I noticed a 10 to 1 ratio of time between Adagalasck and Amber, please let Random know I will contact him tomorrow regarding Hagalta and the Amber Embassy here... that should give me enough time to sort a few more things out."

  • Michael James Watson

"Fair enough.. I assumed Hagalta was talking out of his digestive tract and his wife is going to really have to tone her shit down if he expects to be around town. Ill make her life a squishy messy hell. So, are you ready for this circus to come across?"

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

"As ready as I can be; send them through. And is Kevin ready? I have missed him so."

  • Michael James Watson

"Yes. And he has been snapping to go.

  • Michael James Watson

The Trump gate opens and Carston is first across. He is dressed better then usual and has a wildly uncomfortable look on his face. Behind him is a fox fur clad fancy fop with a fancy hat bearing three Saint of Battle sigils. With him is a well dressed but somehow disreputable looking hobbit. A man dressed like a carny gambler in a bowler hat and a plain but strong looking man in casual clothes. A hefty red haired woman in somewhat clerical carrying several wood cases in straps over her shoulder.. Lastly a Centaur, in Rearden uppperbody plate. Flora holds Kevin, dressed in a body harness. Lastly comes around the corner, Xorit, in traveling clothes and arms ., looking a bit sour, steps up and presses past Flora to cross the trump barrier Flora holds Kevin “I don't know what you are involved in, but if you don't mind, id like to come across as well. “

  • Michael James Watson

where are you by the way? the ocean view balcony of the embassy?

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

Sure. Ocean view balcony sounds perfect. He takes Kevin once everyone is through. "I would welcome your presence and advice. I thought Bill Roth was coming too? Will Random be sending him later?" Realmer asks as he extends a hand to Flora.

  • Michael James Watson

Xorit turns, "Yes, Roth will be here. He is in the middle of something at Wet Wendal's. 10 to one here, the ratio to Taxorami, " he looks at a wrist watch on his arm, then up again. "Call it two hours here. He will be bringing Benedict as well who wishes to see Nina and Emilie."

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

"Excellent. Welcome back home" Realmer says to Xorit and extends his hand to greet his friend.

  • Michael James Watson

Xorit steps to a table and removes his sword. Setting it on the table and taking his hand from it. Xorit shifts to reveal Arloxedra.

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

"Sightblinder." Realmer says. "So, what can I do for you, Arloxedra? What brings you to Adagalasck?"

  • Michael James Watson

Arlo smiles, picking up the blade again but remaining Arlo. "Intellectual curiosity. Random and I spoke and he suggested i take the time to appreciate the situation here. Not your embassy, and congratulations and condolences on that Regency, by the way. Mostly to explore it, and not to get in the way. He has prepared me to be able to notice certain things."

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

"Well, feel free to observe and explore as you will." Realmer says to Arlo then turns his attention to the CHAD contingent and Carston, whom he address first. "Sir Carston; well done. Thank you for setting this up for me." Then he turns his attention to the rest of the contingent. "I believe some introductions are in order." He gestures towards a large table with several chairs on the balcony overlooking the sea. "I am Lord Relmopator, Amber's Ambassador to the Primal Realm of Adagalasck."

  • Michael James Watson

Carston, nods, “ allow me to introduce Duke Sir Fortunadas of the Fox Glens. I'll let him introduce his companions. “

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

Realmer will be petting Kevin while talking with those present, almost absent mindedly. He will try for Flora to be sitting next to him.

  • Michael James Watson

Fort steps up, "Ambassador, its my distinct pleasure to help facilitate CHAD's assistance.. I consider it an extension of our contract with Amber so of course its costs are covered. With me is my assistant Lord Hibbit the Boggie, Sir Cantor, "pointing to the centaur, " Baron Ascorbic and his companion Boxlifter. The lady is Dame Shana Anor, a Cleric of Dolki. Shall we seek some shade to discuss your needs? "

  • Michael James Watson

Fort rubs Kevin's chin and he practically coos.

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

Realmer raises an eyebrow, then turns to look at Flora then returns his gaze to Fort. "Sure, let's take this inside. I will have Refreshments brought and we can get down to business." He leads them to a meeting room and tells one of the staff along the way, to have food and drink brought as soon as possible.

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

And if Gangdis is not near by, as he usually is, he will send word for him to come to the meeting room. He will also send word to Julian to join him, if he is not otherwise preoccupied.

  • Michael James Watson

he is there.

  • Michael James Watson

Julian shows up fairly quickly. He steps in and comes to attention in shock... "Oberon!!! If you come to take me to task for Nina then you will have to slay me if you think to deny me to her again!" He draws his blade, runes glittering, his armor shifting over his body. Caine steps in having heard Julian, looking toward Arloxedra.... "Ah.... Mother?"

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

"Arloxedra, will you please remove that sword."

  • Michael James Watson

Arlo chuckles, "the vagaries of magic...Gentleman, behind whatever guise you see it is Arloxedra bearing Sightblinder. I wasn't intending to stay. Good day Uncles..." Arlo steps around beside a angry Julian as he exists the doorway and leaves to the wide lands of Blomsia

  • Michael James Watson

Julian-"that's a nasty piece of magic. First one of those famous swords I've seen."

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

Realmer lets out a sigh and shakes his head in exasperation. "And the others are even nastier; Hagalta bears Farslayer, as I have seen with my own eyes. Thank you for joining me... both of you."

  • Michael James Watson

Fort-"Yes, it was a rather nasty shock for me as well. It took some effort to bypass the effect and that was only by intellectualizing it. "

  • Michael James Watson

Caine walks over to Fort, "Well met, Fort. Why are you here for a simply troop issue? Kind of over powering the situation isn't it?"

  • Michael James Watson

Shaking hands with Caine he laughs, a musical laugh, "Well, Its hard to call this a casual gathering for a mere troop management issue considering the company, my lord Prince, and Prince, and Princess and departed Prince, and Lordly Ambassador. surely its just us folks...."

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

Realmer chuckles. "He and his company are here at my request. I do not think it 'over-powering the situation' since I am still unaware of the entire situation here in Adagalasck. Plus, I am familiar with Hagalta's temper and rash actions and thought to be prepared for the worst."

  • Michael James Watson

Fort-"To be sure.. Now.. Lets find a table. Lets start with broad strokes... What are you looking for? Ambassador Security? Infiltration of the local guilds? Criminal influence? Open warfare?"

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

Realmer gestures to the table and chairs in the meeting room, there may even be food and drinks waiting by now. "Embassy security, for starters. Criminal influence and open warfare are to be AVOIDED at all costs."

  • Michael James Watson

Hibbit-"So don't call it criminal influence, call it fact finding with a side of profit."

  • Michael James Watson

Fort-"My understanding was that you had a clan war of some sort starting?

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

Realmer narrows his eyes at Hibbit and says, "Information gathering will be essential, but the profit comes in the form of your payment." He looks to Fort, "A potential Clan War. The Reunion and Severance could unite the Clans or descend them into war, depending on the outcome. I am looking to defend the Embassy, if needed, from such a Clan War or Clan attack against the Embassy. There is a lot of space here within the Embassy itself and plenty of room for more troops."

  • Michael James Watson

"Reunion and Severance? "

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

Realmer explains the local political situation as best he can, including who is involved and what has transpired recently that may have an effect on the matter.

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

He looks to each at the table as he speaks, engaging each in his oration.

  • Michael James Watson

Hibbit-"So you are are in favor of Reunion with your Xorit on top then?"

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

"I am. The Arch Mage of the North Wind has already said as much herself, though she may not have officially announced it to her people yet. I feel Xorit a better choice to represent his Clan and the Adask people if there is to be a treaty of any sort with Amber."

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

"The Mistress of the South Wind supports her sister, the Arch Mage of the North Wind and will most likely follow her lead. Lord Trualta, the Horse Lord, has historically supported Hagalta's Clan, but he would not share bread, or drink or trade salt with the man."

  • Michael James Watson

fort-"This place look huge. How about we start with a thousand standard guards. Most with some adventuring experience but no wanderlust or ambition. A few specialists? ?"

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

Realmer looks to Julian and Caine, then Gangdis. "What do my advisors advise?"

  • Michael James Watson

Julian "We want defense on offense. Someone without ambition. Is Sir Arin available? "

  • Michael James Watson

Fort smiles_"Yes, King Arin would be a fine Force Commander. he would serve well and know what specialists are needed for a specific occasion. A good choice.. ah.. of course Taroos will come too. He might mix with the Adask well"

  • Michael James Watson

Caine nods, "I've met him. He led the CHAD forces at the Battle of Trudana Felik"

  • Michael James Watson

The woman makes a tiny cough. Fort snaps to look at her. They stare at each other a few moments then turns back. Fort smiles " and Dame Shana Anor would like to join the Force as well."

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

"Of course. I have heard of the Clerical Forces. Healing skills and magics are always welcome." Realmer smiles and bows his head respectfully to Dame Shana Anor.

  • Michael James Watson

She looks to Fort. he nods. "We should check. Ah... Box, do you mind the experiment? "

  • Michael James Watson

Box nods, walks over to the cleric. He slits his palm. She takes his hand and bows over it.. feeling the warmth the hand heals. Box nods"It worked, Fort"

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

Realmer raises an eyebrow and watches with interest; he likes experiments that he is not directly a part of.

  • Michael James Watson

Caine-"Damn....Who.. who do you worship, Lady? "

  • Michael James Watson

Box says,. "Dame Shana is of the Dolkian faith. Dolki the god of warriors and Farmers. The Lord of the Militia"

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

"Dame Shana, you and your Clerics are most welcome. But let us respect the cultures of the Adask people and not try to convert them... unless they wish it freely. No offense, but in my adventuring days I always traveled with one cleric or another and they invariably would attempt to convert the locals."

  • Michael James Watson

She looks to Ascorbic. a moment passes. Ascorbic say_"Yes, yes of course dear. Box and I will stay too. Worry not Lord, the Dolkian Faith in particular and the Tosian Pantheon in general is not an evangelical one. Nor are they interested in converts. In truth, several of the gods of the Tosian faith are Members of CHAD themselves though none are in this room. Though Venki maybe come by someday. He travels, eh Fort?"

  • Michael James Watson

Fort nods, "Yes... It will be hard to keep Jeremy away once word gets around. Lets start then with Force Commander Arin, Sir Tarooos, Shana here, Ascorbic & Boxlifter, and a solid security detail. "

  • Michael James Watson

Caine-"All under CHAD contract.. None of Alexandir Kos Korag's kingdom forces.. Random may have hired them but they don't need to be here."

  • Michael James Watson

Fort nods, "Of course.. The Kos Korag forces are ambitious. We keep separate of them. Also none of the Savior Slayers,"

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

"Yes, let's keeps this a CHAD business arrangement with Amber; there are enough political and religious issues already."

  • Michael James Watson

Cantor asks-"Would you like a small team of mounted cavalry? for honor guards or for... special needs? I have 50 pairs ready that would like to volunteer. If centaurs are not common here they can be quite effective.

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

Realmer looks to Gangdis but responds, "Yes, I believe cavalry would be helpful."

  • Michael James Watson

Cantor-"Excellent. 50 Centaurs, 50 Warrior mounts. Armed for archery, Charge and Melee. Well dressed."

  • Michael James Watson

Gangdis nods his approval.

  • Michael James Watson

Fort-"Ill make a call. I anticipated your needs. Our forces will be reading quickly.. Cantor's forces are ready now. "

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

"Excellent. Coordinate everything through Julian or Caine."

  • Michael James Watson

Fort nods. "Princes, if one of you could go to the Palace Commons. We can effect the transfer. Ill trump Lop to let him know. "

  • Michael James Watson

negotiations seem concluded.

  • Michael James Watson

Flora seems to have walked out to a secluded part of the balcony. Caine and Julian decide among them that Caine should return to Amber since Julian is in a bit of hot water.

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

Realmer leaves Julian and Caine to sort out the military matters and he joins Flora on the balcony.

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

Of course, he says his polite goodbyes to everyone at the table before exiting the area.

  • Michael James Watson

Flora nods as you approach..."Its a strange realm.. This is a shadow. easy enough to tell. It seems a bit..unreal. Yet below i see its residents living their lives oblivious to the forces around them. In this room even. Sometimes being of Amber is a hard thing.. I can feel the realm beyond.. So like Amber.. Real.. a shade away from the realm of its inscription. and... something.... oppressive.. electric.. is in the air"

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

"Actually, this Shadow may be a Primal Realm. Nina tells me that this place is ancient and may have existed before Amber, a bastion against Chaos... a failed attempt at what Amber later became." He pauses a moment then continues. "And that... 'feeling'... may be the Squiggle here; a part of an Inscription of Power, a part of Calmir, a place that existed before Amber, tied to Paragon.. again according to Nina. I have felt the crackle in the air and the underlying sense of power since I arrived and it gives me an odd sense of comfort."

  • Michael James Watson

Flora."I was never deeply interested in cosmology. Calmir..Besides its inclusion in Random's Trump Deck. I know little of it. I've never met Nina, nor Emilie. Its more curiosity that brought me here. Its an interesting place. I remember Oberon speaking of it long ago. Something about having sealed it from outsiders entering it and insiders from contacting those outside.. His fanaticism about consanguinity seemed to make him lock the realm away. He interfered with my ...person relations along those lines.. I have wondered what Nina's opinion on the matter"

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

Realmer tries not to smile. "So you don't know about Caine and Julian?" He asks coyly.

  • Michael James Watson

"Which part? The things i know about them is not a small list"

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

"If you hang about here long enough I'm sure you will find out, but I would appreciate your discretion none the less. Julian is wed to Nina and Caine is wed to Emilie" he says nonchalantly.

  • Michael James Watson

She nods, "Yes, that ... Its not technically a wedding. Its a druidic right among the Amber deep wood fey.. It isn't strictly speaking binding. Like a marriage between Amberites in shadow.. And i know for a fact Caine didn't consider it enough too require his fidelity.. He married me in Shadow after all ,"

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

Realmer raises an eyebrow

  • Michael James Watson

"Though their foursome was formal enough that Oberon tried having it annulled in Court."

  • Michael James Watson

"Surprised? Why? We seek partners for many reasons.. 'I'm considered lusty. But who can match the passion of an Amberite? Shadow dwellers? The Golden Circle have many lust paramours... but its hard to match ones passions. Its been fairly common really.. I've been with Caine, Gerard and Brand for short term relationships in shadow.. Even had a brief fling with Deirdre when i was young.. Our lives are long and contain many things"

  • Michael James Watson

"Corwin and Deirdre tried very hard to gain acceptance of their bonding early on. Now they are King and Queen of a primal realm"

  • Michael James Watson

"And of course.. There was Eric..."

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

"I guess it would make sense that we would seek our own when all else pales in comparison over time. Eric?"

  • Michael James Watson

Turning and hopping up to sit on the balcony wall. "Eric would tumble anyone wiling to present. He was strictly interested in women and he cut a swath through the daughters of the nobility.. He was devoted to his wife but he was hardly monogamous. During his reign embassies to the kingdom always included attractive and flexible diplomat's aides meant to catch his eye."

  • Michael James Watson

"He tried me many times. Sober and drunk. But he... well, i was part of his Cabal but only out of practicality. I always found him a bit repulsive in his treatment of women. "

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

"Well, all these 'family matters' lead me to believe even more in the rumor I have heard; that Vox, daughter of Oberon ,may be the woman I knew as Verna, my grandmother and 'wife' of Dworkin. But that has yet to be proven. And there is still the matter of my mother; an Amberite possibly being held against her will. Once Bill Roth gets here, I would appreciate it if you would join us, along with Nina and Emilie if they are available, to discuss the legal matters concerning her."

  • Michael James Watson

"Mark my word.. Chaos has some by blows of my brothers. The time we spent in Chaos after the battle of Patternfall was full of interested playmates for them"

  • Michael James Watson

"Vox? Who told you Vox might be your grandmother?"

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

"Arloxedra was the first to mention it. But since talking to Nina she has hinted it may indeed be possible."

  • Michael James Watson

"Well, i suppose it wouldn't surprise me. He was willing to mate with the Unicorn i suppose a dragon isn't impossible. Of course the Unicorn was almost certainly in human form. I've seen her.. quite a beauty. But Dworkin, whatever else he may be, was a Lord of Chaos. "

  • Michael James Watson

"The thing might be the timing... Were you born long before Patternfall? I never asked"

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

"Well, grandfather... Dworkin, never said exactly... but I've narrowed it down to just after Dworkin helped Corwin escape the dungeons of Amber... if Corwin's tale is to be trusted and my grandparents' and mother's account of their past is factual. Montagar, the Shadow of my birth, is a very fast time Shadow compared to Amber. As Dworkin and Verna and Satura told the tale to me as a small child; grandfather left his homeland and met grandmother shortly after arriving in Montagar, their only child came soon after. Satura married young to a knight, Sir Kandith, and soon after I was born."

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

"Piecing it all together, the timing of Dworkin's departures and his visits in my childhood and adult life, to the events of my life up to now, I feel my timing is about right. Pre-Pattern Fall, but certainly during the time of the Black Road."

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

"And you are not the first to mention him being 'of Chaos' and a Shapeshifter. It seems I am more like him than the rest of the family."

  • Michael James Watson

"We didn't know he was our relative during those days. Not till after Patternfall. We learned a lot in Chaos.. My time there.. was enlightening.. Creatures of great power. We even saw the Serpent of Chaos.. It greeted Dworkin. In a friendly manner.. It asked Dworkin if it had seen its sister? I don;t know but might the primal bests consider each other siblings? .. Could Vox be a Sister of the Serpent? Dragon, not Serpent? Not a child of Oberon? "

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

"There is that possibility; I have not studied the Primal Creatures enough to know for sure. The Serpent could have as easily been referring to the Unicorn according to your Primal Sibling Theory. But it would seem Dworkin might know." Realmer continues, sounding a bit nostalgic. "And since I was raised away from Amber, I knew nothing of the rest of his family... my family. And since Dworkin was my teacher in the ways of Amber, Chaos and all in between, prior to me coming to Amber, I was unaware that none of the family knew he was its progenitor. And since coming to Amber I have learned much about my Amberite heritage and Amber's history... but more just keeps seeping out of the cracks in some of the most unexpected places. Perhaps a visit or call to my revered grandfather will be in my near future."

  • Michael James Watson

"Its curious that with a marred pattern, a road from Chaos to Amber, war on the foot, Oberon in shadow and Eric on the throne, that Dworkin would take the time to escape his prison and go off into shadow to mate and raise a family. Seems odd. Verna....Hmm... it seems i should know that name..Something religious... Not unicorn faith....Something Ivor said..

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

"After coming to Amber I learned that was the period called his 'time of madness', due to the damage to the Pattern. I can tell you that the man that raised me as a small child then left, is not the man that later came back and taught me Magic and about the Universe. Looks the same, sounds the same, but a somewhat different personality. I get the impression he did not know who he truly was during his time in Montagar."

  • Michael James Watson

"Didn't know who he was... so perhaps he did not chose who he mated with. Perhaps She sought him out? Perhaps the circumstances were innocent enough.. Perhaps she was the what the director of the conception with a willing lusty madman.... Her motives might be as important as anything.."

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

"I agree, if she is my grandmother, her motives were and are surely important. Perhaps my mother could shed some enlightenment on the situation. I surely hope to be able to speak with her before Hagalta's return, but first I must speak with Nina and Emilie and Bill on legal matters."

  • Michael James Watson

"Arlo said he would be along directly.. Shall i check on him?"

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

"It has been about two hours or so... Perhaps you should."

  • Michael James Watson

She withdraws a Trump. Concentrating it opens. She speaks to it briefly. Promptly Bill Roth steps through, followed by Benedict.

  • Michael James Watson

Bill nods to Ben and walks over. "Random said you needed my help?"

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

"Yes, Lord Roth, thank you for coming. Good to see you again." Realmer extends a hand to Bill to shake it. "I recall that you are Amber's legal specialist and I could use your help with a Family matter and the matter of a possible treaty between Amber and Adagalasck."

  • Michael James Watson

"Busy days. Alright. Well,..... ill need to consult with the legal authorities here to research the state of things.. Alright.. see how they do things.. And the Family matter?'

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

"My mother, Satura, daughter of Dworkin; she might be being held against her will by Lord Hagalta, her husband. As Amber's Ambassador to Adagalasck, it is my duty to check on the well being of any member of the Royal Family of Amber residing here, isn't it?"

  • Michael James Watson

"Hagalta... Well, he is a problem... One we've just discovered. Ben? " Ben had been speaking with Flora looks over, the two walk over. Ben's face is dark, even for him. He usually radiates calm. No he is radiating anger

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

Realmer wills himself and his Robe not to move away from Benedict. He keeps his face calm, "Marshall Benedict." He bows his head to Ben.

  • Michael James Watson

"I've heard a good deal of the problems concerning Hagalta today. Lord Realmer, It may be that Satura had good reason to Trust him. To the best of your knowledge she is in this realm? She certainly was not with Hagalta in Amber, his other wife was. You did not know him in your youth? Are you certain?"

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

"To the best of my knowledge, provided by the Arch Mage of the North, Ninaaratres; yes, Satura is within this realm. And I did not know Hagalta at all prior to meeting him for the first time several years ago with Aries Colbreisi... nor did I know that my mother lived or had remarried prior to that meeting. To the best of my knowledge and memories, my father is Sir Kandith of Montagar, I have memories of him. He died while I was still a child." After a pause he says, "Though it is possible that my memories have been altered... but considering the number of times I have walked the Pattern, I'm sure any memory alteration would have become apparent by now."

  • Michael James Watson

Ben nods, "He had a very eventful week in Amber. Barged in to Court, announced himself king of a realm he was at best a regional governor and member of a wizards council for. Said he would settle for a GCST as long as it was in the top twenty. Demanded lodgings for 3000, accepted royal honor he seemed to not have earned, threatened to visit Azcala if denied, wore Farslayer open and mentioned how he would hate to use it, and made a pass at a princess. Then his forces suddenly withdrew, in amazingly good order, and at the gallop off down the Jeweled road. Made quite a display of it." Flora asks-"They left? I just got them tucked away a few hours ago Amber time."

  • Michael James Watson

Ben nods," Yes, they left less then two hours ago in Amber. I've been at Halzir speaking to a source with Bill when i heard Quite showy it seems. Horns, howling songs..And all of it a distraction from what i found out a few moments before you Trumped me, sister"

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

"Well, do tell, cousin. Do tell." Realmer is eager to learn more of Hagalta's ways.

  • Michael James Watson

"While his entourage and honor guard were fleeing down the Jeweled Road, he assaulted Galvar while he was serving duty as Pattern Guard in the dungeons and assayed the pattern. and completed it."

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

Realmer stares at Benedict blankly for several moments as the implications of this new development process. "Well, that complicates matters considerably... on several fronts." Realmer shakes his head and sighs.

  • Michael James Watson

Ben nods, "Quite. He is almost certainly Satura's brother. Do you have a Trump for her? If not making one might be worth the effort now that the trump and access restriction here seems removed. and since we are in the realm"

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

Realmer pulls out her Trump, the one Arlo gave him when he mentioned that Satura's Trump and some other's would be in the Deck soon. He shows it to Ben, then looks around the room at everyone present.

  • Michael James Watson

Ben-"That looks like a KRD card.." Flora takes out her deck and sorts through it. Flora-"Its in the Deck.. "amount

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

"Shall I try now? Guess it's as good a time as any. Got plenty of back up." Realmer looks at the image of his mother's face on the card in his hand... whether he intended to or not, he stares and stares trying to make contact.

Dwynwen and The Augury

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

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

  • Michael James Watson

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

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

Realmer finds it odd that he reached his half-sister and not his mother, but he is not surprised. When he addresses her he does so politely and verbally, so those present in the room can know what is going on as well. "Ah, Dwynwen, I believe it is; I have recently learned that you are my half-sister. I was not expecting to contact you, but well met none the less. I am Lord Relmopator, Amber's Ambassador to Adagalasck... most people call me Realmer. Political and Family matters dictated the delay in contacting, but I would be very pleased to speak with you now. Please, come to me and enjoy my hospitality and that of the Amber Embassy. And the opportunity to meet some of my Amber relatives who are currently present." Realmer turns so that those in the room are now behind him and Dwynwen can see who is present upon arrival. He extends his right hand, takes her extended hand and pulls her through, then turns to stand at her side and face those in the room. "May I introduce you to Benedict, Marshall of Amber; Florimel, Amber's Chief of Protocol; Bill Roth, Counsel to the Court of Amber and Sir Gangdis, my Military Advisor and Elite Bodyguard." He indicates each with a gesture as he introduces them, then he says, "And may I introduce all of you to Dwynwen, Daughter of Satura."

  • Michael James Watson

Stepping through, she takes a few steps to distance her from the people on the balcony. Flora smile and says, “Its a pleasure to meet you dear. “ Ben nods. Gangdis steps back, distancing himself. “Kinsmen? Is that what you are? And what courtesy does that gain me? In my experience kin are more dangerous then strangers.” Ben chuckles, “That is a defensible position. Let us say at this point that it gains you the time to decide if we are dangerous.” “I do not need that time. Now, Realmer, we seem to have a issue between us. What do you propose we do to solve it? My auguries show a war coming. And my Father is growing enraged. Our mother is resting. My bond mother is fairly active and is looking forward to the war. And she has a place ready in our great hall to have your stuffed corpse displayed.. It looks like I could make a contribution to the décor now if I chose. A Prince or Princess of Amber would look lovely next to my sister Drixtra. “ She smiles at the Elders. Flora looks horrified while Ben has a slight smile on his face

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

Realmer takes a deep breath and let's is out slowly while he internally debates returning the threat... but decides against it. He turns to his half-sister and smiles. "Charming. I'm sure she does. And yes, we have an issue; Hagalta. I believe a war is coming soon as well, and that Hagalta is the sole reason it will happen. But hopefully it can be averted... IF he is willing to come here and talk with me and other representatives of Amber and Adagalasck. We need to know what he wants and why and how he intends to support his claim. I also need to know that Satura is well, and not being held against her will or being coerced."

  • Michael James Watson

She nods, moving to the balcony's rail. Twiddling her finger on the flat surface. “War is a means to an end. Father wants many things. He grasps them wildly. In my auguries he has gained one of his wildest fantasies recently. Not sure what else he is interested in but I can look if you are interested.” Running a hand through her milky white hair, tugging on a braid she smiles “ I doubt he is interested in being friendly. If the Reunion fails he is willing to slay the rest of his clan till only his supporters remain. As for Amber, there are ways around it too.” Walking to the table and sitting, she lightly moves things to clear a two foot area and toys it with her fingers. “As for mother.. He won't release her till someone stuffs him and stands him up beside my sister. I'd be interested in hearing them. He might trade mother for one of these two princelings. Care to stone bind one for him?”

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

The moment Realmer notices her 'twiddling her fingers', he tunes in with his Psyche, very lightly and subtly so she won't notice his prying. He is looking for use of Magic or Powers or other Psychic Emanations. He does listen to her words carefully while gently observing and probing with his Psyche.

  • Michael James Watson

She is using the Adagalasck inscription. Setting spells in place. And she does not seem to be trying to hide it.

  • Michael James Watson

after the table twiddling, she looks up, smiling..

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

Can Realmer tell what spells, or type of spells she was working?

  • Michael James Watson

the one on the balcony is a place setter, identifying the location. The other looks like some kind of vision or scrying spell.

  • Michael James Watson

her question stands..

  • Michael James Watson

Flora mumbles.. "He stuffed your sister? "

  • Michael James Watson

She looks up, "well, only partly. She actually stone bound. He unbinds her from time to time. But she is far less trouble as a statue"

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

"You are bold to set your spells so openly. And no, I don't want to Stone Bind anyone here for Hagalta." Realmer says archly, knowing Bob is watching from nearby, a Magic Drain Spell or Process Snuff PW at the ready. "I appreciate your candor on Hagalta and his mindset; I have felt that he would be very difficult to deal with, based on my limited interactions with him. But I must ask, what is your intent here, Dwynwen? And what is your stance in all of this? Whom do you support or oppose?"

  • Michael James Watson

“My stance? Well, I am the only holder of the inscription of Adagalasck on this balcony and my spells are potent enough to shave the hair off all of you. Luckily I am not interested in that this evening. . So I would guess my stance is one of strength. As for my interests...I'd like to survive the war, Command the Odaraxta united, have my mother looked at by the best sorcerer available to figure out her problem, stick my bond mother's head on a pike, and hear my father's deathcurse. Hopefully who ever killed him will have pissed him off enough that he won't waste his curse on me, mother, and my half sister Drixtra. If we can throw Xorax into the fire that would be good for everyone. In the short term, a few drops of the royal blood on this balcony would let us peek in on where ever Hagalta is now.” she raises a tiny sigil of Adagalasck, the size of her palm, over the frame on the table. “Is there any wine around? “

  • Michael James Watson

"Oh... Id like to walk the Pattern of Amber. But I'm patient."

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

"Quite a list of interests. And I am sure Hagalta's death curse will be leveled at me, most likely. His hatred for me seems deep despite our limited interactions. As for a few drops of Royal Blood, yours should do nicely. If you are the daughter of Satura then you are the granddaughter of Dworkin the same as those here. I'm not so sure anyone else would be willing to give up their blood, including myself. And yes, I believe there is a half opened bottle of wine at the far end of the table."

  • Michael James Watson

She walks to the bottle and takes a chug, then dribbles a few drops on the frame. if frosts over. She cuts her finger with a a fingernail. Dropping a few drops on it.

  • Michael James Watson

"Mine's in. Next? "

  • Michael James Watson

Ben frowns, walking up to the Table and examining it. Flora looks concerned, "Realmer, how wise is this?

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

Realmer mind walks the pattern and brings up the sigil before him, he looks over exactly what she is doing and any other spells she may have hung. He tries to determine the exact nature of her spell and whether there is any danger to those present.

  • Michael James Watson

Ben withdraws and takes out his trump deck

  • Michael James Watson

The spell looks potent, but unfamiliar..Its powerful scrying magic with unfamiliar powerpoints.

  • Michael James Watson

Flora, looks Realmer over.

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

"It is a potent scrying spell, of that there is no doubt. But there are other aspects of it that I do not fully understand so I am loathe to proceed until I know more."

  • Michael James Watson

She laughs, "Well alright brother, I'll take you as an apprentice if that is your wish. I've about 20,000 vials in my quarters that will need cleaning first. "

  • Michael James Watson

Gangdis snorts

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

"Why so insulting, HALF-sister? Were you not taught manners by OUR mother? Or are you solely YOUR father's daughter?"

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

((each capitalized word is only slightly emphasized))

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

((Realmer has not dropped the Sigil of the Pattern... it still hangs before him))

  • Michael James Watson

"What i was taught would horrify you. And if it did not horrify you then making cause with Amber is not much of a trade. I will put an end to Hagalta and Uxtrasa one way or another. The only reason we are speaking now is that the two of them are trapped beyond the Arch. My auguries are powerful but they won't cross the arch. I have the chance to delve with the blood of 4 of the house Barimen? That might cross the Arch"

  • Michael James Watson

From the doorway comes, "Five"

  • Michael James Watson

Nina walks onto the balcony. Dwynwen stands, "Mistress of the North Wind" bowing. "One of the West Wind was brought here by the permission of this one." Pointing to Realmer, " I did not steal my way in by stealth"

  • Michael James Watson

Nina nods, "I know, Dear. The marshal of Amber informed me of your presence though i was already aware.. You marked my Stair. I will decide if that marking remains. Now, Realmer, what is the meaning of this?"

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

Realmer drops the Sigil of the Pattern before speaking. "I brought her here to talk; I was attempting to contact Satura, to check on her well being, but instead I reached Dwynwen. She offered to talk with me and gave me the choice of locations; I thought it best to bring her here, considering the current company. She put together her spells on her own, then asked if we wanted to help find Hagalta's whereabouts, I was looking things over to make sure it was safe as you came in."

  • Michael James Watson

Nina, "Well they are not safe, but potent. Dwynwen, it has been a long time since you graced my Stair. my offer of sanctuary remains. You should know that my sister and I are saddened to hear of the Treatment the West Wind places upon her. When war comes she will certainly be freed. Now... You have an augury frame.. Who shall guide it?"

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dwy stretches up, "Thank you for your concern.. I had intended Lord Realmer to guide the frame once i had opened it. We have two people to search for, but the potency of this company could make it able to pierce many a vale of the past, present and future. I have a Rock Paragon to place in it to press the power forward. Do you approve?"

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Nina nods, "There is one other Amberite in residence. i was in conference with him when Ben called. Three others are currently out of touch on one of the secluded Stair, one i will be returning to soon. Shall I summon him, Lord Realmer? That would make six."

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"Yes, please do. I feel more is better in this endeavor."

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From around the corner enters King Random.

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Though Flora looks surprised. Ben scowls.. the others have strange looks

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Random places his blade on the Table, and resolves into Arloxedra, Sightblinder next to the augury frame.

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A look of naked avarice crosses Dwy's face looking at Sightblinder next to her augury frame.

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Arlo picks up the blade, shifting to Gangdis in your eyes. "So we all know its there and I'm not whatever you see under is influence."

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"Ah, the bane of certain magics that lack an 'off' command" Realmer says. "I wondered if you were still about or if you had wander off into shadow. Thank you for joining us, Arloxedra."

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"Studies in the arts are important. I've seen little augury.

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Dwy looks at Arlo shaking her head

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Dwy"Alright. I've a Rock Paragon and my blood. North Wind? Will you?"

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Nine steps forward and puts a drop of her blood in the frame, and lay a ring in it." Dwy nods, "Potent. you put your stair in the frame. Thanks you. Next?"

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Ben-'You asked for blood only. What are these artifacts?"

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Dwy looks at you, to see if you would explain or if she needs to

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Realmer gestures to her with both hands in the 'go ahead' gesture. "By all means, since you think me not but an apprentice."

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Dwy, "Ah.. that is true.. You learn well, padawan. Blood alone is needed. Portions of power give that might break a barrier or reveal a truth that might not be reached without them. Stones of Paragon are a potent focus. The greatest i have. My bond mother has a Shard of Paragon. If the augury shows one in a world, having the stone might show the house they are in."

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Correction-She said "Stone of Paragon" not Rock Paragon. checked and they are different

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Ben nods, steps up, cuts a thumb on his belt and puts a bit of blood in

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Flora steps up, and touches the frame leaving a drop of blood. She looks about shyly, "Well, damn...." She produces a purple Mandalay Stone. Ben raises and eyebrow. "Well, Sister.... Some people think you not dangerous...How many Mandalay stones do you have?" She scowls at him. "None of your business"

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Realmer smiles at Flora and steps forward and puts his hand over the framework, a 'wound' opens on his fingertip and a drop of blood falls on the framework, then the 'wound' closes... he then pulls a large green gemstone (Ambir JoJ) out of his robes and places it in the framework.

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Arlo steps up. Puts a drop of blood in. Scowling, mostly at himself. He withdraws a bright red stone that reeks of powers. It appears similar to the Ambir stone and Realmer thinks it likely it is a shade stone of a similar nature to his.

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Dwy-"Lord Realmer.. I suggest as I'm working that you discuss the priorities of the things and people you seek. The Present will not strain the frame. The past will, but not dangerously. The future will strain it and my powers greatly. Have several ready. Possible one from each who donated blood. You will guide it, i shall empower it. Fair notice, this is the most potent augury frame i have ever worked. "

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Flora, "Anything? I've not used oracles before.

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Realmer looks to Flora and says, “Yes, you may ask anything. But the answers received may be cryptic and they may also lead to more questions.” Realmer looks to the others present as he continues to explain. “The information gained could seem useless at the time or quite useful, it could help better shape a question yet to be posed, answer a question not yet posed or even change an entire line of questioning; so listen carefully and think carefully before posing your question. Also, be careful in the wording of the question as well, it may affect the answer you receive; divinations of all sorts can give ‘literal’ answers to questions posed, based on wording.” He pauses for a moment then continues. “We should keep our questions focused on those things involving Hagalta and the potential war; what is his location, what are his motives and intentions, who sides with him, who advises or influences him, what major event shaped his current life…” Realmer trails off for a second. “…anything that will aid us in understanding him, enlightening him or defeating him.” Realmer looks to be deep in thought for a moment or two, then snaps out of it and asks, “Any other suggestions or advice before we begin?” He looks around the group of Amberites involved in the Augury, making eye contact with each. “From anyone in the room?” Realmer adds quickly thinking of the lawyer and seasoned Elite also present. He glances towards Bill Roth and makes eye contact then scans the area for Gangdis.

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Benedict, ponders, “I consider Hagalta priority one. But of equal importance are two other things. Where is Xolotl? Where is Borlak?” Flora steps away, “Ill pass and just watch. Wait... its low priority but where is Elayne?” Arlo-”Where is Woundhealer? Where is the Mindsword?” Gangdis, “Where Is my blade? It was on the horse I lost in the running Battle of Diega Raks. Its bones will have rotted away and with it many things. But my blade have been there. Someone must have found it and be using it by now.” Bill Roth steps up, “Its a very low priority, but is it true that there is a alcove in the Fane of Villa... of me?” Flora looks at Bill, “Really?” Bill shrugs, “ you all seem to have covered the big ones. And a representative of Ang Ri said there was one. Random won't let me go check” Ben chuckles, “Bill, unless we have to rain red war someplace after this ritual, I'll go look myself.” Arlo, “This is your dance, Realmer, You've heard our suggestions. You set the order and lets see how it works before entropy takes us.”

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Dwy-"The frame will be stressed, as i said, and your suggestions so far do not seek from the future. While important questions may be the most important to gain answers for, less stressful ones might be best to start with the get the Frame working reliably."

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Realmer nods his head, "Then let us begin. Current locations of people and things sought to start." He focuses on the Frame and asks, "At this time, in what lands of what realm can Hagalta of the Odaraxta Clan be found?"

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Dwy howls in surprise. The Frame shimmers It rises spectrally to make a milky two foot square block. The scene resolves from milky white to a bright blue sky with reddish tinges. A hot realm. Under a bright yellow/red sun. A ziggarat surrounded by masses of people chanting. On the top of the of the step pyramid is a flat surface, an alter, coated in rich liquid blood. An alter in the center is beside a standing brazier with a robust fire. Two women in gold and turquoise stand naked beside each other on one side. Hagalta and another Adask, stripped to the waist, hold a man by ankles and wrists between them. One of the woman plunges a black glass knife into the heart of the captive, ripping it out blood spurting wildly.. She raises the heart high, it glows and erupts in Green fire. Handing the heart to the other woman, she holds it high, then lowers it, biting the green fired roasts heart. Then tossing it into the brazier. The Adasks toss the body down the side of the ziggarat. Two Azcalan attendees bring a clearly drugged girl child up and place her on the alter. Hagalta, Farslayer belted on his hips, grab her wrists, the other grabs the ankles. The first woman raises her knife high then stabs toward the heart. The image fades to the cube frame of milky white. Flora pales, looks like she might be nauseous. Ben frowns, “The left priestess is Zentalas, Queen of Zictla. The other is her sister Cihalas. Nina nods, _”The other Adask is Xorax. Dwy's brother. Dwy looks up, mumbles softly..”Please... careful with the next question...The frame is strong still.

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Gangdis whispers, "By the unicorn...." The Elite pales.

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Realmer nods to Dwy and poses the next question. "Where is Woundhealer of the Twelve Swords of Power located now?" Realmer knows it is the most pivotal sword of the set and feels it will be important to know its whereabouts.

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The frame resolves to a green glen, an almost eleven scene of extraordinary beauty. a fine gathering of simple but extremely well made, artistic building like gazebos and pergolas dot the meadow rich in flowers. Around a small long thin fire, roasting vegetables, several skewers with marshmallows, sit a few dozen humans, a few winged fey, several types of elves. A couple dwarves, a furry looking hooka, a variety of familiar animals as well as a few great wolves. In the center sit 4 people playing instruments. A dark haired human playing a fine large harp, a elf playing a flute. A white haired young man playing a couple neck guitar, and another playing a long necked 8 string guitar. Many around them are singing. The pale haired man with the 8 string guitar has Woundhealer on his hip. He image fades away. Ben Laughs. Ben says “OK, I'm oOK with that. The leader, in the dark hair is King Adrian of Mandalay. If Woundhealer is in his company I can relax. The wolf in curly yellow is my brother Fleece. The others must be of his pack..I don't know the rest. Though in the crowd I see Nadine, daughter of Sand, and Houk, the hooka, son of Adrian and Sand.” Bill Roth looks close. “I think I may be going crazy.. If I didn't know better, id say the one with the double guitar is Jimmy Page and the one with the sword..id swear he looks like David Bowie.. They were wonderful musicians on earth.' Arlo nods, “Bowie is a Lord of Mandalay. Page is a Tosian shadow dweller who is part of CHAD” Roth looks to Arlo,”Really? David Bowie?” Arlo nods, “One of them, yes.”

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Adrian turns, looks directly out of the frame into Realmer's eyes. Looking around the room he locks eyes with Ben, taps his forehead in salute, and waves. The frame returns milky white

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Dwy breaths easily, takes a drink of wine..."That one was of no stress"

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Realmer looks to Dwy and says, "Then perhaps another easy one, hopefully, to help set the Framework... the next few I feel may strain it." Realmer focuses on the Frame once again and asks, "Where is the Mindsword of the Twelve Swords of Power currently located?" Realmer debated asking about Gangdis' lost sword, but was not sure how 'important' the others might feel that question is to the current situation.

  • Michael James Watson

pity

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

dang it! knew I should have gone for it. even had it typed up too. then changed it.

  • Michael James Watson

The scene resolves to a dark hellscape. Scenes of fire and ruin rest among the shadows cast by a black sun. Lava flows.. the scene turns and a giant sheet of wall of a mountain go left and right. A massively ornate door of carved stone is set in the mountain wall. Before it sleeps a giant serpent the size of a herd of elephants. Wingless, its forked tongue flutters from fanged lips. It raises its head slowly. A look of annoyance on its reptilian face.. When its head rises, below it, among thousands of magical items, lays the Skulltwister, the Sword of Madness, the Mindsword. The serpent rise its head, “You risk much Seeress, to disturb my slumber. I'll have your eyesight for it. But I will leave your mind alone till we meet in person.” The frame resolves to white again.. and Dwy shakes her head in uncertainty and pain.

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"Hurry... The frame is now fragile.. But it remains intact"

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Arlo-"That was the Tomb of the Ancestors of Darkness and the Serpent of Chaos..Let us hope it does not draw the Mindsword"

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Realmer knows the next question might be the last, he debates the importance of Borlak, Xolotl, or more about Hagalta... he knows he must learn more about Hagalta if he is to save his mother and prevent war. He knows he must understand why Hagalta is driven to do what he does. He debates past or future. "What one event influenced Hagalta the most and drives him to do what he does?"

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Realmer holds his breath; waiting. He knows this question will strain the frame considerably but he hopes Dwy can hold it together for just one more question afterward....

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"Two young Adask play together, children, one gray, one pale white. Their ages seem the same, not more then ten years. They play a mumbly peg knife game common among children of Montagar. They play, each a leg intertwined together, the girl watching the boy stab the knife around his fingers, her head on his shoulder.. Dworkin enters, strong and upright, appearing young. With him is an elderly but strong militant Adask.. Dworkin grabs the boy by his shoulder, pulling him up. He hands him to the older Adask. The two children hold outstretched arms together as the boy is pulled away.. A powerful but lithe Adask woman, of pale appearance comes from out frame and grabs the girl.. The two children scream and writhe, look at each, yelling each others names The girl is taken off scene by the older woman. The older Adask, carrying the screaming boy, and Dworkin, exit the door they came in. The frame turns milky.

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Flora says "Oh... how sad...."

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

Realmer sighs; he had hoped that grandfather had not been the cause, but invariably, Family seems to do more damage than enemies. He sees that the framework still holds, he knows it is fragile but must pursue matters further. "What is Hagalta's next intended goal or plan?"

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The scene resolves to a vast plain outside an adobe stone city. Hagalta stands with his officers in fine Azcalan Armor. He has 10,000 Adask soldiers and support troops, his forces beyond the arch. They are outfitted in new bronze and gold Azcalan armor. With him are several Azcalan commanders and two clear princely types. Marching from the city is an army of nearly 100k. A mixture of various infantry types. Some cavalry. A large Cipactlix force of Lizardmen. A force of Jagri, jaguarmen, troops. Lastly a pair of wingers serpents flying, the size of large dragons. In view of the troops, the Azcalan prince hands a staff of authority to him. Hagalta marches the forces. A flickering of the frame briefly changes the image to a red sun sky over desert lands. The troops walk to a gold arch, through which is a nighttime land and a jeweled road. The army steps on the jeweled road, marching onward. The frame goes milky and shakes. Dwy fights it and stabilizes it. “Nothing dangerous, Realmer. I'm barely holding it in place.. my ears may be bleeding.. And I have my own question yet.. “

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Ben sighs. "That figures... I'll get CHAD and a couple legions on the march"

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Arlo-"The prince was Zictlas, that makes the city Zictala. Fanatics"

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

Realmer knows that Borlak or Xolotl's locations might be quite straining as they might be protected or shielded... then will it be Elayne or Gan's lost sword? Bob's thoughts interrupt Realmer's for a moment... 'Gangdis's lost sword; this is the second time you've thought of it.' Without any further hesitation he asks "Where is Sir Gangdis of Cogswell's lost sword from the Running Battle of Diega Raks at this time?"

  • Michael James Watson

In a mountain landscape, under rain clouds a small group of wild horse crest over the hill of a small narrow vale. Each bears different branches. Some leafy, some heavy with apples. Following them down the vale into the deep woods they come to a small shaded clearing where sit a trio of horses. They rise as the others run down and join the running pack in greeting.. They all cantor to a corner of the glen. Into a covered hallow. An elderly horse, skinny but proud, sits weakly... They drop the boughs before his chest, he nods and eats.. The horse is wearing saddle and tack that show long years of weathering and many attempts to chew the invulnerable leather straps... red wounds from where the straps and leather wear on its frame and have healed scabby for many years. A sword hilt extends from below the packed gear. . it eats and lowers its head in sleep. The frame returns to milky white. Gangdis looks on excitedly. “Is this now? Is Flint alive now?” Dwy shrugs. “ It seemed free of stress, not the past or future. Id say yes, soldier”

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

"I'm sure I could draw a Trump or Shadow Walk you there, once there is time" Realmer says to Gangdis. He looks to Flora then to Dwynwen and asks, "Can you hold it together for one more and then your own?"

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Ben says quietly to Gangdis. " Flint? One Morgenstern's get? And the sword would be Clawripper, the one Clarissa gave you after the Bunny Free siege?" Gangdis nods excitedly.

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Realmer focuses on the Frame and asks, "Where is Elayne, daughter of Florimel of Amber, at this time?"

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The scene resolves.. Its a large library with many worn books.. Many tables and sofas and chairs dot the wide open spaces between the racks. Reclining on a sofa, a table and tray with remnants of snacks, a young looking woman reads a large book with green leather. On its edge is the word “The Silmarillion ”. She has a half dozen paper backs strewn about her. A pair of cigarettes burn in an ashtray, a sign she forgot a burning one and lit a second she then forgot. A woman comes up and speaks to her briefly, setting a large red leather bound book on the table.. She puts two long wrapped food rolls on the tray and a trio of soda cans. The red book's spine says, “The Lord of the Rings”. The wrapped food rolls say “Subway” with no other details. The cans say “Mountain Dew” The reclining woman smiles, looks up, thanks the other who walks away. She returns to her reading. The frame goes milky white.. Dwy quickly says, 'Where is the Key to the Stair of the West?” The scene shows a crowded chamber of weapons and clothes and remnants of food. One bed is wildly unmade. A separate bed lays a pale white Adask, in what appears enchanted sleep, with a thin mithril chain about her neck, a mithril key hangs on it. The frame crackles.. fades and disperses, leaving the scent of burnt blood. Dwy looks up to Realmer. “that's Hagalta's chamber in one of the palaces n a land of the stair. I know where it is.. She is there too! She smiles excitedly, staring up at you, as her eyes go from pale blue and red to milky white. She looks around, grasping her hands, putting her fingers to her eyes... Dwy-”Oh damn....”

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

"I am sorry, my sister; I didn't know our scrying would involve The Serpent of Chaos itself. I am not sure how, but I will find a way to restore your vision. You have helped all of us greatly and sacrificed much; I can only hope that your sacrifice will not be wasted." Realmer sounds remorseful and sincere in his words to Dwynwen and he looks somewhat distressed. He reaches over and takes Dwy's hand and pats it gently then places it upon her Stone of Paragon. He then takes back his green gemstone and slips it within his Robes. "Is there anything I can do for you now, Dwy?" he asks his half-sister sitting in her own private darkness... Realmer remembers a time that 'The Entity' did the same to him; took his sight for a time... he can empathize with her current predicament and hopefully can help her in some way.

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dwy- 'The price of sight is blindness. I came here with the intent to mock you and learn enough of this stair to return in stealth. But one must take opportunities where one can. I was unable to find the Key to the West Stair under my own powers. I took the risk that varieties of blood would open me to greater knowledge and deeper visions. I was excited to find the power that this company could muster. It was the mightiest augury I've ever cast. Its wisdom is great, the danger was bound to be high. I will take your word that you will attempt to resolve my loss. To that end..I would ask a boon, of all of this company actually, I could contend with the dangers while i had my sight. I believe i am in danger, no matter where i remain in this realm. I would put myself under the protection of Amber till my sight returns, if it is possible"

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Ben speaks quickly. "Yes. I'll take you to Amber myself. As soon as you are ready to go. Ill trump our kinsman there"

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Flora "Ill go with you, Ben. Nina, Its been a pleasure meeting you. Tell Julian, Caine and Emilie I'll see them soon i hope.

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Nina nods, "It was my pleasure. I am available by trump now it seems."

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

"Benedict, thank you for offering to put Dwynwen under Amber's Care and for taking her to Amber; I'm sure she will be safer there than here in the Embassy. Flora, thank you for coming. And if I may ask a personal favor; could you look in on my sister and make sure she is doing well? Perhaps she could take my place at Seaview Gardens breakfast for awhile."

  • Michael James Watson

Arlo Sets Sightblinder down and becomes himself. Lighting a cig and leaving one hand on the blade.

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Flora-"I'll take her under my wing. Dwy, I've known you a very short time, just this interesting experience. You seem to be coming to amber for the near future. May I make a suggestion even if it seems a strange one?"

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Dwy, "Of course.. My elaborate plans are on hold till i can see again."

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flora-"Well, the Queen of Amber is blind. Would you be interested in becoming a Lady in Waiting?"

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Arlo snorts, Benedict swats the back of his head lightly, for him.

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

Realmer gives Arlo a dark look and Ben a nod and slight smile.

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Dwy-"I can honestly say the possibility never crossed my mind. Under the circumstances, i would be happy to take the time to know her, and my cousins. " Picking up her rock, she stands. She raises her hand and a pair of palm sized pseudo-dragons fly down to her hand, curling up near her neck. "I am ready"

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Ben takes her arm, Flora opens a trump and they step through

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Nina. "What have we learned? I'll be returning to Julian soon and should keep him apprised.

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Arlo snickers, as he lays out his two pelican ash tray. " Well, Hagalta has performed Azcalan religious rituals. That goes poorly with his recently walking the pattern. We also learned Dworkin has been ah arse a long time"

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(Nina, Gangdis, Arlo, Nina? anyone else?)

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

(Bill Roth; here to help Realmer research Adagalasck Law and Customs

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Bill "Of all the things I've seen since coming to Amber, that was one of the weirdest"

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Bill, "Lord Realmer, it occurs to me that any conversation now might be very interesting for me , but above my pay grade. If you can point out the books, i should start reading. Or i could just explore and see what i find"

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

If Realmer knows where the Library with the desired books is, he will have Bob (Albino Raven form) escort him there... pretty sure Nina would have showed him and or given him access by now. "You may be right, Bill. Follow Bob and he will take you to the Library. He might even be able to show you where to start."

  • Michael James Watson

Lets just say that you let bill go look. i have a convo for you and him at some point anyway.

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

"And Bill, if you need anything, tell Bob. I will be with you when I can."

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he exits stage north

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

Realmer looks to Nina, “North Wind, what I have learned is that the ‘matter’ of Hagalta has become a ‘serious problem’.... I don't mean to be presumptuous, but perhaps it is time to summon the other Winds and Stair Lords, if you have not already. They need to know what has transpired and what is about to."

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nine frowns... "We can summon Trualta. Emilie has sword her vote to me, but when Trualta hears that, he will be very angry. Not unreasonable, but angry. He knows that if i gain his or Hagalta's wind i can reunify the lands as my mother ruled. Before the severance of the winds."

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Realmer nods his head. "Perhaps it is time then. I have also learned where my mother is and that she holds the Key to the Stair of the West. I have seen it as have we all. I'm sure I could create a Trump Sketch of the room. We should act before Hagalta returns to this realm."

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Gangdis, "Pardon, but may i Ask a question?"

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

"Always. I value your input and insights."

  • Michael James Watson

"m' lady. I have traveled long with you, and listened to many tales.. In them you speak of "Your" wind and "Your" Stair. You often use them interchangeably. I got the same impression from Trualta . Hagalta had other things on his mind but From Dwy i got the impression. Now there are 4 winds, and far more then 4 stairs. Is the power ritual for giving you your "wind" in one of the shadows accessible to the Stair?"

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Nina_"I'm not going to give you that information"

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Gangdis-"So that's a yes... If we take the Key to Hagalta's stair, might you be able to find his power construct to his wind?"

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Nina nods, "I'm sure of it, I'm not sure if its on his stair"

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Gangdis-"So... We seize the key, you find the power construct, then we install an available Adask as the new West Wind, and see if Hagalta's head explodes?"

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gang-"At that point, Trualta, can dig in or sign up. He seemed reasonable. I imagine he would prefer fighting Hagalta then Amber"

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Arlo starts laughing..

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Nina frowns...Turns to looks at Realmer

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Nina-"If You carry the West Wind, it will be temporary. Once i reunify the winds, the powers will transfer to me."

  • Michael James Watson

"Two wielders voluntarily passing them to me will rip the third from Trualta regardless of his desire."

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

Realmer cannot help but smile though he does manage to keep from laughing. He looks from Gan to Arlo then to Nina and says "Kind of difficult to argue with his logic. It doesn't sound like a bad idea and it seems you were leaning in that direction eventually anyway. But I am not sure I can as I am the Ambassador to Amber. Can I serve as both? Perhaps Xorit is a better choice."

  • Michael James Watson

Arlo-"Xorit is certainly the better choice. But he might not give it up. After the war is done, he can have his Clan since Hagalta is likely to be out of the running

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

"Xorit is reasonable. He once asked me for a favor, now I will do the same. I am sure he will work with us."

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Arlo-"A favor? Hand over godlike powers and settle for a tiny fiefdom?"

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Nina-"Maybe a large fiefdom... a Stair at least.."

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

"I see your point, Arlo. There is the possibility he may not give it up. But it is for Nina to decide as the Wind taking power who is named the new West Wind."

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Gangdis-"Frankly, we may need a familiar Adask face. And arriving at the Stair, his declaring the Reunion complete might distract Hagalta's forces for long enough for us to settle the rest"

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

Realmer smiles and points to Gangdis, "Another good point. I am sure Hagalta has missed the deadline for the Battle for Reunion by now...."

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Nina_"the choice is yours, Realmer"

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

"Then let it be Xorit. Me being an outsider and Amber's Ambassador only complicates matters."

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Nina-"then let us make plans... Make Trumps. Lord Arloxedra, i understand you area librarian of some kind. will you be joining us? " Arlo chuckles, "I wouldn't miss it. Win or lose seeing Realmer take a thumping should be entertaining as heck."

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one quick thing. After a couple days Roth comes to you, "OK, I've gone over the books, talked to the people, here, the ones of your embassy from amber, and a dozen other things. I have determine with out doubt what you need for the embassy above all other things"

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

"And that would be?" Realmer asks politely.

  • Michael James Watson

"A Chief of Staff. For god's sake, this place is like herding cats through Disneyland. I'll take the job"

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

Realmer smiles and extends a hand, "You've got the job."

Lord Trualta and the East Wind

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

With Gangdis and Flint reunited and both currently rejuvenating in the Healing Tanks of Vulsar base, Realmer returns to Adagalasck with Julian. Realmer wishes very much to use his new Trump to go to his mother and rescue her from her imprisonment, but he knows other things may take precedent or the timing may be not right, but no matter the situation, he knows he must act soon if he intends to rescue her before Hagalta returns. He checks in with Nina to see if all the Stair Lords are ready to meet and discuss the Hagalta situation and the New Reunion. He will mention his desire to rescue Satura as soon as circumstance permit and he will also ask Nina if it is possible to visit the Spiral of the Four Winds as he wishes to study it and one day assay it, with her permission of course. After leaving Nina and Julian, Realmer will have Bob check his half dozen or so Remote Viewing Eyes that have been strategically and secretly placed about the Embassy; each records/recalls all it views and hears and shares it with Bob and then Bob shares it with Realmer. It’s good to know what going on when nobody knows someone else is watching. He intends to check in with Bill Roth, his new Chief of Staff, to get up to speed on the current situation and to see if there is anything he must attend to as the Ambassador of Amber. After meeting with Bill, he intends to contact King Random and fill him in on the recent events. Then he also intends to contact Benedict and tell him about Gangdis’ recent adventures… pretty sure he would like to hear about it.

  • Michael James Watson

Nina is unavailable. Her majordomo informs you that she is in Stair for the foreseeable future. As The South Wind has rendered her fealty to the North Wind, only the Horse Lord, being the East Wind and Hagalta the West Wind remain to be dealt with in reestablishing the Monarchy of the Spirals. The North has stated that dealing with the other winds is currently in your hands. She will be available if needed.

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

((in previous convos, summoning/inviting Trualta was talked about. Not sure if an invite was sent and if he is already on his way to the North Stair. If not, Realmer will do so. And since it was also discussed the Xorit be named the new West Wind, he will seek him out within the Embassy to talk with him... assuming he is still present.))

  • Michael James Watson

You are informed that Xorit has left for the West to speak to the other Odaraxta in furtherance of the Reunion under him rather then Hagalta. No request has been sent to the Horse Lord though it was assumed you would manage that.

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

Then manage it he shall.

  • Michael James Watson

Roth has been working at assembling the staff. Most of it is extremely mundane, and he has been drawing mostly on local professionals though he has called in member of his firm not busy with other clients as well a several from the Amber diplomatic corp. Most of what he has to deal with is below the ambassadorial level. Housing staff, arranging payments. establishing dialog with regional governments in preparation for Ambassadorial contacts.

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

Realmer tries not to roll his eyes at the mundanity of it all, but thanks Bill for all of his hard work.

  • Michael James Watson

Roth seems to have done this a few times he says. His Baronial Coronet was party for legal counsel but mainly for a ten year program of clearing out inefficient and corrupt embassy staff in Non-golden Circle kingdoms where the Amber bureaucracy had traditionally postedAmbasadors and administrative people to that they did not want to necessarily offend but did not trust to Golden Circle Kingdoms. Roth took offense to this process, and took it to Random, who tended to roll his eyes at the mundanity of it all. He said, "It pisses you off? Here is a Writ of Authority, go fix it. Transfer who you want, promote who you want, demote who you want, fire who you want. If they pitch a fit send them to me. Tell them there is a new Sherrif in town."

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

Realmer smiles from ear to ear as Bill relates Random's words. "Well, sounds like a true opportunity; make the best of it. And it's good to know this Embassy is being initially setup based upon your new non-corrupt paradigm. Thank you, again." Realmer smiles and nods his head in respect to Bill.

  • Michael James Watson

Roth explains-' One of the major problems at the beginning of Random's reign was that Oberon had an intensely medieval bureaucracy most of which either never bothered the king or dumped everything on the king. They practically had monks and clerics running things like the friggin' Merovingeans and Byzantine Romans did. With no electricity they copied everything by hand. Didn't even use spells. One of the first things i did was transfer a huge amount of Amber's paperwork administration to a nearby previously minor Golden Circle Kingdom, Antreda, that had two things to recommend it. It had a good harbor a short distance through shadow to Amber and electricity worked there. I went out into shadow with Bleys and Caine and found places that knew of Amber and hired whole classes out of secretarial schools and government administration schools and law schools and got them to work putting Amber on a modern administrative footing. Found a few top notch office managers and jurists and started sorting things out.. Bleys and Caine spent most of the trip vetting new people magically, scaring the piss out of them and promising to make them richer then their dreams of avarice. They also bitched that Oberon oversaw Amber like a prison guard and its politics showed it"

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

"Coming from a Shadow with many Kingdoms, I am used to 'medieval bureaucracy', but since traveling Shadow before coming to Amber, and since, I have learned there are other and better forms of ruling and governance, and I must say, your influence in Amber shows... now that I know what you have done to improve things. Thank you again, Bill. And if there is anything I can do for you, just ask."

  • Michael James Watson

"Well, there is... Two things. I don't know much magic. My 40 year old self would boggle that i am seriously asking to learn magic. If possible id like to assay a sigil Mal at Reiss. Secondly, in time, id like to assay the inscription here. It seems a suitable place to spend some time."

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

"I can certainly talk to Aries at Fantalin; there is a sigil Mal at Riess there... and I can speak with Nina about the Spiral of the Winds, which I am also interested in. But in the mean time, perhaps a few Cantrips to help you get your fingers nimble." Realmer smiles and teaches him a Cantrip for turning pages without touching them.

  • Michael James Watson

He knows a few cantrip. Heat, Chill, Small light, Match.. no need to continue this thread. time goes on for Roth

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

(footnote: Realmer will contact, or get word to, Aries that Lord William Roth and Lord Relmopator Barimen both wish to study and assay the Mal at Riess at Fantalin sometime in the near future)

  • Michael James Watson

Random and Ben are convos in time.

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

Realmer likes the personal touch, so he decides to visit Trualta at the East Stair. Since he has been there, recently, he recalls it quite vividly and will use a Teleport Spell to get there... but first, he must have Gangdis gather.... ...... right, Gan is not here now... really getting used to the guy... Realmer goes looking for Sir Carston and Tessa; actually he goes looking for Carston at the CHAD Hall within the Embassy, but along the way he asks anyone he sees about Tessa... she should show up soon enough. He also has Bob going looking for Tessa as well... he MIGHT find her. He will also want to stop by the stables to get Graso and horses for Carston and Tessa.

  • Michael James Watson

A native staff member tells you Sir Carston, despite having chambers in the Embassy, has moved into one of the Groom's hovels in the Stables. They have not seen Lady Tesa.

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

Realmer heads to the Stables to find Carston, still asking the locals along the way if the have seen Tessa, still having Bob fly about as an Albino Raven, looking for her as well.

  • Michael James Watson

Carston is sitting on the rail fence around a corral in the horse area. He is in local heavy pants, bare chested, with heavy gloves. There is a large mug in his hand a a small keg on the ground. He is yelling to stable hands in the corral in a good natured way, the natives seeming to joke with him.. A pipe and pouch hand on the rail next to him

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

Realmer approaches quietly, so as to not disturb the goings on. He says quietly to Carston, "You look like you're making yourself at home and seem to be fitting in nicely here..." looks to the keg and mug "and enjoying yourself, it appears. Hope I'm not intruding?"

  • Michael James Watson

he looks over raising his mug, "Not at all sir. you here to watch or are we going someplace?"

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

"Going someplace, but not right this moment. I haven't seen much of you since you came back with the CHAD contingent from Amber. Been busy or avoiding me?" Realmer asks with a hint of humor as he pulls out a long stemmed bone pipe and puffs on some fragrant herb... smoke issuing from the pipe with no sign of it being lit.

  • Michael James Watson

"Oh busy.. Julian asked me to keep an eye on Morganstern for him. Morg and Grasso seem to be having a competition to see which can mount and breed the most mares. They are treating the horses around here like their own personal harems. The male horses aren't even complaining. They can't seem to decide which horse to follow around like puppy dogs. The mares are pushing each other out of the way in order to be serviced. Its like a horse orgy out here. However, Julian wanted to make sure an accounting was taken of which horses bred for Morg. " He hands a clipboard with a thick stack of papers. "Its just as easy to keep track of Grasso's too. So I've got the grooms here getting info on the mares, and tracking which ones catch.. Thirsty work to be sure.. Never seen anything like it. Even as a kid on the farm the studs didn't get this frisky"

  • Michael James Watson

"To make matters more complicated, Julian has told the troops here that he will not claim any foal of Morg. Since they don't know what Morganstern is the troopers from all over this kingdom are bringing their mares and will be for the foreseeable future. .. Apparently its a tricky thing for Morganstern. He can impregnate a mare but the offspring isn't "His" its his "Horse " self... Its above my understanding but Prince Julian told me anyway. Something about a Primal Beast choosing to breed as itself or to breed as its race. Still, the mares don't know the differance and their honors don't need too.. By spring we is going to be arse deep in the clickety click of baby horse hooves"

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

Realmer raises an eyebrow and says, "Should have expected something like this with Julian and Morganstern here... Julian explained to me... in great detail, the mating habits of Primal Beasts... just recently in fact. And yes, please track Graso's successful breedings as well. I am sure Lord Trualta and Julian would be interested in such couplings as well. Speaking of the Horse Lord, we will be visiting him soon, at the East Stair; I need you and Tessa with me. Have you been following the local goings on and politics here? Or is it 'above your pay grade', as my new Chief of Staff might say?"

  • Michael James Watson

"Grasso, i don't know the breeding habits of his race but he can mounts like a champion"

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

"Well, since we will be visiting Lord Trualta, you can ask him personally."

  • Michael James Watson

"That Roth? Ys, i know his kind... Smart, and knows it.. I've been spending a lot of time with the troopers, grooms, maids, and cooks. They are excited by the embassy and think me some kind of lord. Had to really convince them otherwise to get them to trust me. They worship Princess Nina for certs.. Same with Emile.. They are not afraid of the Horse Lord though they do respect him with worry. Hagalta they hate.. They fear him ravaging the realm flat.. He is not liked. They keep asking me if you are here to kill him. Hope you don't mind, i told them we are working on it."

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

Realmer grins and laughs openly. "Well, there are no direct plans for killing him at the moment, but I am sure it will end that way regardless. Nina intends to Reunite the Clans under her rule, Emilie has sworn herself to Nina, she wanted me to replace Hagalta as the West Wind, I refused, suggested Xorit instead. Now we must convince Lord Trualta to go along with all of it to bring peace and stability, and possibly more, to Adagalasck. That's the short of it. Gangdis will be away for a short while, so I really need both you and Tessa... but he will be back. I may need your help finding Tessa first, though. Bob is out looking for her now but so far without success."

  • Michael James Watson

he nods. "Yes sir. I think the grooms and I have got this breeding under control. I'll send word to Tesa. Should be an hour or so..We'll be ready"

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

"Thank you, Carston. Also, have Graso ready as well as male horses for you and Tessa. I feel it will be important for me to show up riding Graso as he was a gift from Trualta."

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

Realmer visits the Embassy's kitchen/larder and grabs a couple of bottles of Amber's finest wines (yuck) and a couple of small kegs of Amber's finest ales.

  • Michael James Watson

Graso has a look of being very pleased with himself. Tesa seems quiet and serious but ready to travel. Carston is ready too.

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

Realmer floats atop Graso and suggests Carston and Tesa get in the saddle as it will make things easier. He has Bob land on his left shoulder and confers with him mentally about the arrival location for the Teleport Spell, a place outside the great Stair of the East, a place they have all been before, a place where they can be seen coming from a distance. After a few seconds of exchanging mental images of the plains outside the Stair of the East Wind, Realmer speaks and/or gestures the required Lynchpins for a Teleport Spell that opens a temporary Portal to his desired location. The three of them and their horses pass through at the same time, side by side, then the Magical Portal closes behind them.

  • Michael James Watson

The Stair is busy as it was at the time you saw it last. The difference is that the huge open square is filled with tents, shades, and troops. Horses, The smell of iron and steel being worked. Its a heavily armed place. Troops are training. There is a little surprise around the area you arrive, and you note a herald of some kind run up into the stair

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

Realmer and party move slowly towards the Stair. If addressed by anyone, Realmer will say, "I am Ambassador Relmopator of Amber, here from the Embassy at the North Stair. I request audience with Horse Lord Trualta of the Wild Grasses, Master of the East Wind and Lord of Air."

  • Michael James Watson

The herald bows, "Yes sir, the East Wind waits above. Follow me." He heads up the Stair into a a private sector. Into the the diplomatic area . In the room is a dozen military men, in arms, looking over maps and papers. Trualta across the table down the way. He looks up. Carston whispers.."There are arbelests aimed at us. Three sides... Through arrow slits on either side. " Tesa steps back several arms under her cloak."

  • Michael James Watson

Trualta walks from behind the table, as his generals stand to block the table and regard Realmer and his crew.

  • Michael James Watson

"Greetings, Ambassador. Emissary of the North Wind."

  • Michael James Watson

"Have you brought the Red Arrow? "

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

Realmer had a smile upon his face as Lord Trualta approached him and looked as though he had an introduction or speech prepared, but after the East Wind asks his question, the smile fades from Realmer's face and the prepared speech is obviously forgotten for there is a moment of silence before he manages to say, sounding confused. "Umm, Red Arrow?”

  • Michael James Watson

"Ah... do you bring the Declaration of War from the North and the South Winds?

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

"East Wind, I bring word that the North and South Winds support replacing the West Wind with another and Reuniting the Winds. And I bring word that Lord Hagalta leads foreign troops to Adagalasck to wage war. I have also come to ask your support in the coming change and coming war."

  • Michael James Watson

"Ambassador, you come asking me to lay my blade at the feet of and give my subservience to the North Wind despite her absence from the governance of the realm for decades. Though lovely, she is easy to distract and has a long history of letting others manage her realm until she could be bothered attend to her avocation. No, i shall not put the 4 Winds in her hands. If the two Prince of Amber wish to make this realm their fief in the service of Amber they shall do so over my dead body. There is good news in that for you. My son eagerly wishes to abandon his heritage and serve Amber. Perhaps when i am dead the Princes of Amber and their lady Winds will find useful employment for him since i seem to be unable to myself.

  • Michael James Watson

"As for the West Wind, he has seemed to have chosen a path of destruction. My army makes ready to travel to the arch and when he arrives i shall deny him passage. Tell your pretty whimsey and their Amberite suitors that the rear of my army will be lightly defended since i must use my best troops to defend Adagalasck as we of the East Wind and the Clad of the Wild Grasses have always done. I shall know their character the moment they fall upon my baggage train. Tell them that Princes of Amber they may be, but i shall make them such a fight that though i am defeated and trod upon by their steeds, they will know well that they fought a man of honor and skill. And if they attack me thus, and i am victorious, they should expect no mercy from me."

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

Realmer sighs and looks a bit sad. "I am disheartened to hear that you will not support the North Wind. I had hoped that you would see it as a viable solution to strengthening Adagalasck and keeping Hagalta from claiming power. But knowing you will still defend this realm against his attacks and ambitions gives me hope. I will do all I can to persuade the other Winds and those in Amber, to not attack your forces or take your lands while the matter of Hagalta remains unsettled... though I have heard no plans to attack you from either side; only a desire to resolve this matter and assure Hagalta does not come to power. I will endeavor to have all the forces of Adagalasck work together to defeat Hagalta and his forces regardless of where they currently stand politically speaking. Once the Hagalta conflict is settled I will still endeavor for a peaceful solution to the Four Winds with all involved parties within and without Adagalasck."

  • Michael James Watson

"You have heard there is no plan to attack me. I see. Is it or is it not true, that Hagalta assayed the Pattern of Amber? That makes three of the Winds in the possession of Amberites. And You yourself are a candidate for the West Wind should Hagalta be destroyed. Do you think it wrong of me to be suspicious of three newcomers to my ancient land who so suddenly have assumed positions of authority and influence? Is it irrational of me to distrust Amber's motives?"

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

"Your information network is good; yes, Hagalta has recently assayed the Pattern of Amber without consent of King Random. And I have refused the offer to be the West Wind; an outsider and newcomer would not be accepted by the Odaraxta Clan." Realmer sighs, "Your suspicions and distrust are good signs of a thinking leader looking out for his homeland and his people; I respect and admire that in you. But to simply resist change, perhaps in honor of tradition, and not try to influence the new Regime and perhaps come to a compromise of some sort... that is irrational, to my way of thinking." Realmer takes a deep breath and continures. "Yes, I am a newcomer and yes I still have much to learn about Adagalasck and the Adask ways... and the ways of Amber too, but change is coming, not just here but everywhere in Shadow... whether anyone likes it or not. So... do you resist change or adapt to it? Me; I adapt." Realmer looks and sounds like he is done speaking, but then suddenly adds, "Oh, and for the record, this whole mess is because Hagalta is a hot-headed warmonger that marched off to Amber in a huff and falsely declared himself 'King of the Four Winds', or some such title, and demanded Golden Circle status for Adagalasck and more or less openly threatened everyone with his Magical Sword of Power. So, that is why I was named Amber's Ambassador... and because I was here, involved and oddly related. And that is why the North and South Winds reunited. And that is why a new West Wind is needed. And that is why Hagalta has sought outside forces to wage war upon this realm. His hot-headed decisions have brought this upon all of us." Realmer slowly reaches inside his Robe and pulls out his long stemmed bone pipe and takes a few puffs of his fragrant herbs, to help calm his nerves... he realizes the last part sounded a bit like a rant.

  • Michael James Watson

Trualta consider for several moments.. Turns to his general's. “Continue warrior kin the preparations. We leave within the hour.” Turning to a servant, he waves aside to a side table, the servant exits the room quickly. Stepping over to the table he motions to the other seats.. “my pardon my lack of hospitality. My feet are ready for war and they make me forget that courtesy is the lubrication of diplomacy.” A servant comes out with a pitcher of mint lemonade and glasses. He settles into a chair. Carston whispers-”The arrow slots are covered... Best I can tell.” Tesa is uncommonly quiet.

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

Realmer smiles at Trualta, nods to both Carston and Tesa then takes a seat at the side table and says to the Horse Lord, "And my pardon for my lack as well; Hagalta is a hot matter for all, doubly so for me. I have brought gifts of Amber." He reaches into the large outside pockets of his Robe and pulls out two bottles of wine, one from each pocket. "Amber's finest wine, so I am told; personally, I abhor wine, but I am assured by many, including the family that makes it, that it is truly the finest Amber has to offer; a red and a white." Both have labels from House Bayle. He reaches into his pockets again, this time they distort in size as he pulls out two mini kegs of ale. "Amber's finest ales; these I do like, quite a lot in fact. One a dark the other an amber; both quite strong yet flavorful."

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

Bob is still on Realmer's left shoulder, but is paying attention to everything in the room except Realmer, Trualta, Carston and Tesa. He is watching and listening to all the activity and plans of the officers and troops around them.

  • Michael James Watson

Sipping his tea and removing his own pipe, that he carefully lights. “I have reason to distrust the North and South Winds that go long back in our history. They have held those roles for hundreds of years and have often been negligent in the pursuit of their duties. Decades of abuses would pass until one or the other would deign to attend to it.” “My father had an ambassador who spent 25 years in the North waiting to be greeted by the ruler of the realm, despite frequent word that she was within a few meters of him. Father and I both sent emissaries to the south only to have them returned shape-shifted into pigeons and ferrets. Spells our sorcerers could not undo. I have a cousin,who is currently a very large and surprisingly angry tortoise. I'm reasonably certain he is in procession of his intellect in his shelled forms.” “My grandfather, father, and myself have had to fight border wars with the North and South when generals or clan leaders took regions into their own hands despite their fealty, only to have one or the other emerge in orgies of violence that left contested regions ruined for years.” “I respect your loyalty to them and your kin. You say they do not intend to make war on me. Very well. I shall know their character by their actions. I shall know my allies when I see them in the line of battle beside me. “Bear in mind. I know the North and South Winds well. One is not a fit ruler of this realm. The other is a raving lunatic. That they have been reunited with ancient companions is not as joyous to us as it might be for you and them. I have grave reservations about the North and the South winds as rulers of this realm and good reasons for them. And I will not kneel to Prince Julian or Caine, nor King Random.” “If Xorit becomes ruler of the Odaraxta and the West Wind, he and I shall have a long talk about our choices. But that will not happen till Hagalta is put down. When that happens, consider carefully who is most fit to rule this realm. I would be happy to leave the Four Winds separate. I will need to be convinced if change is required. I am willing to assume the throne of the Four Winds myself and it might be in Adagalsak's and Amber's best interest if I did.” “Now... I would be willing to consider us allies at least in the matter of Hagalta if you could possibly do something for me that would be of great assistance to me and my forces.”

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

"I would have to know the favor first, before I can consider granting it. And depending upon the particulars, I may have rules or conditions to go with it. But feel free to ask." Realmer enjoys the mint lemonade as he ponders Trualta's words.

  • Michael James Watson

"I am able to move a large force quickly across my realm and cross the grasses and the hills to reach the Arch in 8 days. . But i have 22,000 warriors and 15,000 support staff as well as 60,000 horse,,20,000 cattle., 3,00 oxen pulling 2000 wagons. I can not move that force in the manner of the Winds. It will take me 30 days at least to move my forces to the Arch. However, you and your kinsman have trumps and those could make my forces cross over that distance in a day."

  • Michael James Watson

you note a couple remaining generals trying to look at the map but also leaning back enough to ease drop

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

Realmer says "Hmmmmm... I would need to see the place you wish to move your troops to... either directly or through a mental image or memory... a description of the place wouldn't be quite enough.... I would also have to channel quite a bit of magical energy into the Trump Opening... to enlarge it enough to be practical for your needs... and to sustain it for the time needed..." Realmer sounds more like he is talking to himself or making a list, puffing his pipe every few words, exhaling smoke as he speaks. "It is possible... would take me two days to make the Trump ((according to ADRPG)) as long as I have a good Psychic Impression and visual of the place." He puffs on his pipe quietly for a moment or two, looking thoughtful, then says, "There is also another possibility, that is quicker, but more risky; I would still need to see the place directly or a really good Psychic Impression... but I can create a Trump Sketch in about an hour that... miiiiiight.... work."

  • Michael James Watson

Carston taps your shoulder

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

Realmer turns and looks to Carston...

  • Michael James Watson

he leans in and whispers. "Julian is your military adviser and we know the look of the Arch. We teleport to the arch, Julian here, it wouldn't be a matter creating trumps would it?"

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

Realmer nods and whispers back, "You make a good point. Thank you. Remind me to raise your rate of pay." "There may also be a third way... but I will need a moment." As he reaches for his Deck, he pauses and looks to Trualta. "How soon before your troops are ready to leave?"

  • Michael James Watson

"a few moments ago i ordered my troops to be ready to move in an hour. My generals won't fail me. Even the three at the table evesdropping on us."

  • Michael James Watson

the generals at the table chuckle goodnaturedly. one says. "Always a first time"

  • Michael James Watson

(Julian hasn't met Trualta? right?)

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

((no, but he wanted to after meeting Graso))

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

"Trualta, do you wish to have your troops arrive on this side of the Arch or the other? I have been on the outside and could Teleport us there easily, but this side I have not. I would need an image, an impression of the place. Have you been there and would you trust me to... see the image in your mind?"

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

Realmer was shuffling through this Trump Deck while talking to Trualta, looking for Julian's card... it doesn't take long as he has used it recently. He puts the Deck away in his Robes and holds the one of Julian in his hand but is not looking at it yet.

  • Michael James Watson

"The Arch is not locked any longer, its only a matter of time before outsiders arrive in numbers.. If a battle does not ensue it would still be wise to hold the exterior. The exterior ground would be preferable." The genrals no make no pretnece and walk up beside their lord with interest"

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

Realmer nods to Trualta then focuses his attention on the card in his hand. He concentrates on the image of Julian until he makes contact.

  • Michael James Watson

Contact comes quickly...It feels guarded, as if some magical defense is present. "Yes? Ah.... Realmer! Well met! How fare thee? I was looking for you in the offices but Roth said you were out"

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

Realmer responds mentally, to keep the conversation private. "Yes, I am well enough. I am at the East Stair with the Horse Lord Trualta. I need your help and I need it now, or very soon. I will need you for a full day. Can you come now?"

  • Michael James Watson

"You are with the Horse Lord! Excellent! Bring us through!"

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

"Us?" Realmer asks and does not extend a hand... yet.

  • Michael James Watson

"Well yes, Morganstern will want to meet the Horse Lord of course.. We are on a ride... trying to burn off some of this ......passion...of his...."

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

"I understand." Realmer looks around the room, gets up and moves to a position where there is enough room for Julain and Morg. He looks to Trualta and his generals, "You're in for a treat." he says to them verbally and extends a hand to Julian and says verbally, "Come on through."

  • Michael James Watson

Julian grasps your hand and he and Morganstern cross the trump. Trualta and the Generals, and the servants back away and julian turns the horse and then rears, making a magnificent pose.

  • Michael James Watson

Julian slides off and looks around the room..

  • Michael James Watson

julian-"Lords, we're indoors..."

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

"Horse Lord Trualta of the Wild Grasses, Master of the East Wind and Lord of Air, I introduce you to Prince Julian of Amber, Defender of Arden and my Military Advisor. Julain, Horse Lord Trualta." He gestures appropriately at each as he speaks.

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

"And Morgenstern, Primal Horse and faithful mount to Prince Julian."

  • Michael James Watson

Julian crosses to Trualta with an uncharacteristic grin, 'Lord Trualta, its my pleasure to meet you. I'd like you to consider me in your debt. I have not seen Morganstern this ...excited... in a century. That Raynahen Grasso and he have become boon companions and are wearing our the mares at the North Stair!"

  • Michael James Watson

trualta looks genuinely taken aback... "Its my pleasure. Hmmm Raynahen rarely get that....frolicsome.. " Julian does not attempt to greet the generals...

  • Michael James Watson

Julian, "So Lord realmer, why did you call? "

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

Realmer fills in Julian including the numbers given by Trualta. "And they should be ready in about half of an hour."

  • Michael James Watson

He nods.. listening.. "A large force.. But doable.. Realmer, my suggestion is this. Let me and Lord Trualta manage his forces here. You go to the Arch and get Caine there. He and I have done this kind of transfer before for Benedict. Its strenuous but not difficult. We can open a solid 10x15 portal. Sir, I assume your generals can establish the camp you spoke of. When the transfer is complete Morganstern and I will come through. Its been a long time since i did battle against a relative. its be like old times"

  • Michael James Watson

Trualta seems a bit surprised. "That should work. Will Prince Caine be willing to assist in this? "

  • Michael James Watson

Julian, " King Random has declared Hagalta public enemy number one. It may be a race between Caine and I as to who gets to kill him first"

  • Daniel Eric Van Campen Sr.

Realmer nods to Julian, "I will Teleport to the Arch, Julian you contact Caine and fill him in now, then I will contact him and pull him through so you two can setup the Trump Gate. Trualta, I hope this shows you that Amber is willing to help, and listen. Get to know Julian, talk, share war stories and politics and horse linage until the fighting begins. I will talk to you both again soon." Realmer draws out Caine's Trump and adds it to Julian's then puts them in the inner pocket of the right sleeve of his Robe, then he gestures for Carston and Tesa to move close; when they do he casts a Special Effects Teleport racked in the Robe that leaves a puff of purple smoke when he exits, but nothing upon arrival at the destination.

Postlude: And the Music Plays On

  • A year has past and the realm of Adagalasck has settled into a state of acceptable uncertainty. Yet many things have occurred.
  • The Seat of the West Wind was vacated and the public had begun speaking in the taverns and the concert halls of an Amberite as the West Wing. But battles have occurred.
  • Princes Julian and Caine transferred the forces of the Horse Lord to the Arch. There they took possession of both sides. Trualta and Julian were often in each others presence.
  • Time passed and the situation solidified. Realmer returned to the Embassy and business began. Many factors sought him out to establish trade with Amber. Requests for travel were made but the relations did not allow it yet.
  • Nina and Julian were often together. Caine and Emile were never seen together but they were clearly seeking solitude for themselves. Caine traveled among the warriors. Training, singing, drinking, and making friends.

Then a battle occurred suddenly.

  • Hagalta arrived without warning with a massive body of Adask warriors and a strong force of Azcalans. Having little warning the battle was engaged before Julian was at all prepared beyond what had been the standard guard.
  • It was a brutal one, where forces of Trualta and Julian were hard pressed. A massive cavalry force battled a massive infantry one. In the end Trualta laid low an Azcalan Lord of the Royal line. Julian fought Hagalta in the center of the Arch.
  • In an epic battle Prince Julian and the West Wind fought at the height of their might. On foot. When three great Adask lords intervened in the duel they nearly brought the Prince to death. He fell back and holding a trump, screamed into it. Two men stepped through. Both a bit confused, drawn suddenly from other endeavors, saw the battle and stepped forward. One a tall blond man in green. His clothes shifting from blue jeans and tweed to scale armor, a long blade in his hand. The other, a man in a dark red casual business suit jacket, raised a strong nail gun and fired with the clicking of clockwork. Julian stood and stepped back into battle.
  • Hagalta battled like a great lord but faltered. The man in red, answering to Rinaldo, sank a row of 6” nail from his nail gun across Hagalta' face, causing one eye to pop free and fall to the ground where it was recovered by a soldier of Trualta's force.
  • The giant man slew around him, shoulder to shoulder with his brother, achieving a long held desire of the princes to fight beside each other in battle and balance out the time they fought each at the Gates of Dawn.

In the end Hagalta was taken from the field, near death, by Azcalan warriors. Though not without losing an eye and a blade.

  • Prince Julian raised the plain long blade, seeing it for what it was, and slid it into his belt. Thus did Prince Julian claim Farslayer.
  • Dalt and Rinaldo stood beside Julian as Trualta acclaimed him the West Wind.

It followed fast as Julian found himself ruler of a quarter of Adagalasck with the agreement of the other 3 Winds.

  • Things settled after the battle. Julian moved to the West Wind and claimed its stair. The other three Winds visited him in State and the forces of the West Wind greew to know their new ruler.

Hagalta was heard to have withdrawn to Azcala.

  • Morganstern went to run with the Rhynahn for a time.
  • Julian presented Realmer, the Ambassador to Amber, with a clear jar holding a bloody eye. He suggested it be sent to King Random so that it didn't grow a new Hagalta.
  • Caine and Emile announced that their marriage that had been consecrated in the Grove of the Unicorn eons past, despite King Oberon's objections, had finally born fruit. Princess Emile was expecting.
  • And in the Dungeons of Amber, an imprisoned prince cast a personal tarot. A son and a niece, a brother and a cousin opposed and reversed, a unicorn and a tiger. And a daughter wielding the Red Sword of Bursain. He chuckled listening to the steady drown of a wargod reading romance novels aloud to him.
  • Five years have past and the realm of Adagalasck and much has changed. To the vat surprise of the many peoples and realms in the lands under the Stairs and among the winds, and accord was reached.
  • Prince Julian of Amber became King Julian of Adagalask, Lord of the West Stair, and his bride took the title of Princess Consort instead of Queen. It was admitted that their marriage had been sanctified in the grove of the Unicorn but for magical reasons Nina did not wish to take the throne as Queen yet.
  • The Horse Lord Trualta was named the Ambassador Plenipotentiary to Amber from the Land.

Prince Gerard and Bleys attended the Coronation of their brother in an official capacity as representatives of Amber.

  • After the celebration the pair disappeared into the shadows of the various stairs, intent on traveling and leading lives of adventure for a time.
  • Bill Roth established an efficient and sound Embassy for Lord Realmer and after 4 years, felt achy and tired, feeling his age he said. He left the office in the hands of a seasoned administrator and returned to Amber where it was rumored that he was sent to the Far Isles to "appreciate the situation" there.
  • Word has come that Hagalta is in Azcala, and deeply out of favor with the God Emperor Tonacat but still enjoying his protection for a time. His eye did not heal and was replaced with a cybernetic device.
  • In the south waters, the fishing was productive and a great battle between sharks and dolphin was fought.

Book Two: A Paragon of Chaos

Kevin's Mystery and Jurt Sawall