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Post by Andraste Jora on Feb 9, 2017 18:44:00 GMT
"I'll go," Andraste said. She wondered why her mother hadn't seen fit to tell her about the plan before now, but that was something to handle in private. But she never could resist a challenge and it would hurt her pride to stay behind.
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Post by Toustain Roumare on Feb 9, 2017 20:35:10 GMT
"A four hour night walk should be quite bracing." replied Toustain. "I see little reason not to go."
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Post by Louis Cypher on Feb 10, 2017 7:03:20 GMT
"I'm in," Louis replied, the swindler oddly short on words. "I am certain we could all use the good fortune."
In truth, he preferred to make his own luck, but Lysander had piqued his interest at "chest of gold".
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Post by Dungeon Master on Feb 10, 2017 18:33:52 GMT
Lysander smiled. "Good. Gustavus come fetch the chest with me." He pulled a silk pillow with 8 identical brooches pinned into it from his satchel. All of them were enameled green showing a laughing face beside a crying face. He handed them to Sabberah. "These will allow you to communicate soundlessly with anyone else wearing one within one hundred yards. My daughter is coming along as well but start with out her. She will catch up."
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Post by Sabarrah on Feb 10, 2017 20:15:39 GMT
Sabarrah nods her understanding, alothough she looks curious as to how they work. 'Do we hear in our ears Elder Lysander or in our heads?' Sabarrah asks as she accepts the pillow of brooches. She undoes one at a time and offering to each of her generationone at a time she would hand one to each of the undubbed youngster cabal.
She would then fasten one inside her leather coat about collar level, so that it does not get caught on anything and lost. She puts a spare fastened by it to give to Lorel later.
When Lysander is back she returns the pillow to him.
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Post by Andraste Jora on Feb 10, 2017 21:46:05 GMT
Andraste looked at the brooch for a minute or so before fastening it. She was curious to see how it worked.
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Post by Dungeon Master on Feb 11, 2017 21:24:35 GMT
Lysander looked at Sabarrah before he left the room. "Merely concentrate on the image of the brooch and whisper a message. Only the others within range also wearing broaches will hear you." He said then turned leading Gustavus from the room.
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Post by Sabarrah on Feb 12, 2017 9:20:16 GMT
Sabarrah hmms an acknowledgement as he leaves the room. 'I suppose the faster we leave the faster we are home and can resume whatever our individual plans were..' she mildly grumbles.
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Post by Toustain Roumare on Feb 14, 2017 7:58:08 GMT
Toustain studied the brooch he had been given, turning it over and wondering what magic it had been imbibed with to make it work. He fastened it to his tunic. The paladin was not noted for his patience and he rose abruptly from his seat.
"I'm off to make my preparations. Four hour walk to be there by dawn. I say we meet at midnight and set out shortly after."
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Post by Clive Ramsey on Feb 20, 2017 20:31:30 GMT
Clive pondered the market value of these trinkets, and thought best how to best implement them. "Andraste, what color am I thinking of?"
Roast mutton and cheese.
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Post by Andraste Jora on Feb 21, 2017 21:34:58 GMT
"Um..." Andraste concentrated, trying to work it out.
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Post by Dungeon Master on Feb 22, 2017 14:54:44 GMT
Gustavus walked back into the room with a large chest. He was staining to carry it. He dropped it to the ground and swore.
Lysander slipped into the room behind him and looked about.
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Post by Sabarrah on Feb 23, 2017 10:39:33 GMT
Sabarrah winches at the thump 'I hope that wont leak during the trip..'
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Post by Dungeon Master on Feb 23, 2017 19:46:17 GMT
Gustavus shook his head at Sabarrah. "It is solid as an anvil. Must have a thousand coins in there. It is heavy as sin."
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Post by Sabarrah on Feb 23, 2017 19:50:39 GMT
Sabarrah frowns likely as she conciders the box. 'Guess rotating teams of two then?' She looks around at the remaining of their party to be.
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