Shadows Over Eldolan

“Servants of the Lich King…”

Although this was the most obvious conclusion, there was still something unsettling about hearing Therilsa say it out loud. The half-elf seemed to be completely recovered from whatever spell had incapacitated her at the beginning of the combat. She gathered you all in a small circle to get your version of events; after listening intently for several minutes, her beautiful eyes narrowed as she stroked her chin thoughtfully.

“It’s hard to understand the plans of the One-Eyed Lord, sometimes…a being that has existed in one form or another since the 1st Age thinks in ways most of us do not. Still, this is likely not the result of the Lich King himself, but those who seek to curry his favour. So, we need to ask ourselves: what is here that wretches hoping to impress the Lich King would want to acquire?”

Hawker’s Square was still a shambles, with overturned carts, broken vendor stands, and produce everywhere. Several citizens and one Silver Shield lay dead, with tarps pulled over their corpses. Several Silver Shields were interviewing witnesses, trying to form a picture of what happened. Therilsa Stormhand didn’t seem impressed. She stared at them for a moment longer, then returned her attention to you.

“I have been in Eldolan for well over 2 years, now; if I was going to be targeted by some faction for something I did on my own, it would have happened already, I should think. Do we believe it’s a coincidence that the attack happened the day you arrived?” Meeting each of your stares, one at a time, she accepted your respective silences as answers. “So…now we ask: what is it about you that might be of interest to the Lich King? Some responses,” she continued, with her stare landing on Legion, “are more obvious than others…or perhaps he is interested in these two,” she said, indicating Milo and Legion, “for the same reasons the Great Gold Wyrm is?” She let out an exasperated sigh, putting her hands on her hips, and staring at the Silver Shields again.

“Or perhaps it’s something else entirely! One thing I know for certain: those fools won’t solve anything,” she hissed, indicating the Silver Shields with a nod of her head. “They are afraid, undermanned due to other issues, and won’t make the effort necessary to root things out; they won’t risk exposing one of the magic schools if this was the result of a powerful magician making a statement against another school. No…it’s going to have to be you.” Therilsa took both Idris and Aegus’ hands. “This is nothing less than an attack upon the Great Gold Wyrm. As members of the Golden Order, it is your duty to uncover the forces that would wreak such havoc and bring them to justice, even if it’s justice at the end of your blades.” Letting go, she turned to the group as a whole. “There is something else going on here, and there may be more lives at stake. It is important to be smart about things; if you falsely accuse anyone in the name of the Great Gold Wyrm, things will go very badly, especially with the forces of the Crusader present in town.”

Therilsa then broke away from your huddle, all business. As she took a few steps, you could see her stumble a bit; the spell had obviously done some damage. “I am going to arrange some quarters for you for your stay in Eldolan. In the meantime,” she indicated the people being clumsily interviewed by the Silver Shields, “go do a better job than they can do. There must be something to be learned here…”





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Author: Turnerbuds