1d100:  = 71
1d20:  = 12
Perc: 68% /
1d20:  = 13
Trask wrote:"So a trail several months old. But still not enough information. Where did you initially find out this information, like the actual location? Do you know which way they may have moved? And while we did make a lot of noise several months ago, I don't think it spread that wide to be honest, because almost immediately after the attack, we were dealing with food shortages and orcs. So there is a real chance he has heard nothing."
Silhouette nods at trask,"I know it is a lot to take in. As I said before, they went to Wisdom the Arcanum in wisdom. A Calory and Rowl took the Club of Lopnel the Red there. They had taken a kobold tunnel through the Shattered Mountains to the lowlands between the mountains and the thousand miles to Wisdom from there. All I know is the tunnels honeycomb the shattered mountains and that I think Flaming Eye kobolds lay claim to some of them to the south of where I'd met Nomel Rabb. I was told all this this by Master Rabb, whose son was Reyal, the body I found. Reyal was an Air Warlock if that matters. And as I said, through some magic of mine recounted the last moments before Reyal's passing that showed the man commanding shadow wolves possessing my father's sword. Reyal's body was at the top of just entering the Howling lands."
Trask wrote:Trask sighs. "So you don't have this as planned out as you said. Alright, that at least is better than nothing." Trask says, he sounds disappointed. "We just got done walking overland for approximately a month, and that was with a magical head start. It wasn't as profitable as we had hoped. So by your statement, we should be looking for other work and hoping we run into the trail of your father. I suppose we could add that to the list of things that we'd like to accomplish. I personally would advise that you lay out all the facts, names, locations, relevant info... so we can possibly use some of our contacts and resources to see if they've heard anything. Just wandering around is likely going to come up with nothing." Trask says before taking a sip of his mead.
Silhouette half nods half shakes her head but as Trask continues she slows and listens without replying. After a time she admits,"Walking will not be necessary if all of you are willing to fly..."
Silhouette grimaces as she makes herself explain the magic she holds tightly to her chest as she says,"I have a special magic, a lost magic that at night can carry us across palladium with the speed of a falling star. It short and very intense hops more than a weeks travel, but it is very draining on my reserves so we would have to rest and travel a little between."
Silhouette then switches her thoughts to the question of laying out all the facts as she says,"My father's name is Tictac as you know... Oh!"
Silhouette smiles with an idiots ruefulness as she states,"Ticean Tacreaul is his full name."
Sitting forward Silhouette tells Trask,"Open your mind I can share the thing I saw that night, but unfortunately only one person can borrow of a memory until the spell fades, for me it gets foggy."
Pausing Silhouette waits for his permission before she touches him and casts Instill knowledge of the vision of Reyal's moments before passing.
Trask wrote:"Don't get me wrong Silhouette, I would love to help you find your father, but we also have to eat. And wandering the Eastern Territories is a young man's game." Trask says with a hint of sympathy in his voice.
Silhouette nods as she says,"With my magic we could be in Wisdom or the West in a week and the only walking you need to is from our camp to the privy."
Winking at Trask on account of her medical knowledge she adds,"As many times as your old man's bladder may need anyway."
Durak wrote:"Let me see if I can summarise what you have told us.
There are a group of Summoners who at least in the past have been after you and your father. You don't know any real details about these summoners, but they had previously been based in the Yin Sloth jungle, which is technically Western Empire territory.
Because of seeing the sword in your vision, you are having to make assumptions about your father's fate. Keep an open mind as all we really know is that the sword is in the possession of somebody else.
This adventurer group has gone to Wisdom.
Speaking of which, what do this sword and this war Club do? Is there any connection between them?"
Silhouette jumps in at this,"What you say is correct so far, but I do not know what the club does, only that it may be an artifact, I did not press Master Rabb on more details. As to my father's sword, it for my father sang beautifully. I couldn't say if the western mages wanted it, but I presume one is wearing her..."
Pausing Silhouette scowls thinking,"Well,they were trying to use me to some end. I always thought it was to take over the..."
Her throat catches though as she tries to say the thoughts she is having before nodding her head adamantly, swallowing and she continues,"We were a part of a two sided coin... My father and I. Some would have disparage us all for thugs, the organization, the troupe as we sometimes called ourselves in general."
Couching her words she expands on the meaning as she fights to keep her eyes from falling to the floor,"You see, hired hands would normally take any pay to hurt anyone for a price, we wouldn't. They had to have hurt another wrongfully first so it was like paid justice. That was one side of the coin."
Swallowing again Silhouette looks to Trask as she says,"You were there for the cultists and the dragon. Those kinds were the second side of the coin. The side that stayed face down and unspoken of so that what happened to the Woken Guard wouldn't to us. We trained as small groups, and the nature of my lessons was to follow whomever lead and do as told. Sometimes you felt wrong doing it, but other times you would see something horrible and senseless that made it right to be there, right to be doing that. You see I now realize it was that the the cults, the dark gods, the southern dragons were always plotting."
Silhouette turns her eyes up to Trask,"At first I thought the western mages were just trying to take over our organization for their purposes when everything turned upside down and I had to flee. I thought they just wanted us to kill for them. It was much later, upon meeting Elias that I understood better that there was more to it. Secrets. The plans of cults, gods, and dragons. I was soon to be made a full member to learn it all at the time. The thing I realize now is I was taught a great many details about the cults, leylines, gods, and magic about the dead, the undead. When Elias started speaking of the old one, you know whom I speak, many lessons and conversations I had overheard secretly discussed began to make sense. I knew one thing that as far as I know none of my trainee's... Oh, I was a trainee if that didn't appear obvious. Anyway, I told Tyral this, but I was to be taught a unique magic and knew that members learned it. I am near certain it was coaxed out of me by the summoners and that may be part of what set things in motion that made them desire... Well, they could have wanted my father, the secrets, the magic, his sword, or to know about me... Or any number of other desires. I doubt more and more that it was just myself, as I didn't know Tictac was my father until after they tried to bind me."
Smiling Silhouette adds,"Oh yes, that is right!"
Off hand she says,"So they tried to bind me with a circle. They succeeded and made me reveal my secrets, but I struggled free and stabbed the mage in the neck. Then Tictac my then Uncle found me and began fighting off the summoners..."
Nodding to herself her hand finds her chin as she twists it rather hard as she says,"Now I remember, there weren't only summoners attacking us, they were casting fire and energy spells at us. That is strange..."
Sniffing she nonchalantly says,"Then he put a memory in my mind that he was actually my father and kept it from me so I couldn't divulge to anyone the fact. That and other things made me think they were trying to use me against him. Makes sense if they had figured it out on their own. But like I said before, I think it was probably any number of other reasons they tried to bind me than that he was my father."
Durak wrote:Durak scratches his cheek in contemplation as Trask offers a few words of wisdom and sympathy. When Trask finishes, he adds a few additional points
"It looks like the only real lead you have is Wisdom and this Tri-Arcanum and therefore the closest thing we have to a plan of where to go. As Trask says, we have contacts here in Llorn, so we could look into any sign of any summoners who might be affiliated with this group who might have made an appearance.
The Wizards' guild might be able to help there, though I would suspect they would want a favour for such information."
"If we are looking at a potential journey to Wisdom, then we will need supplies and equipment. I can see if I can find us a job from the Guild worthwhile to head there, so at least we are being paid.
Silhouette nods,"I really cannot argue with that... I guess the best possibility is see what we can find in Wisdom with the two adventurers and the club for now."
"Bonk has been looking for good excuse to join local Mages Guild..." he nods. "Was not able last time Trask Gang was in town; perhaps now is better opportunity, yah?"
Silhouette smiles,"And if you can join..."
Keeping a lid on her annoyance that they turned her down she sweetly says,"You could try their library and see if anything on the club is mentioned?"