Developments Regarding the Three Liches

 Gaffyr    21 Dec 2010 : 12:01
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It had been days since the event, and yet it seemed that no one was willing to report on what had unfolded at the tomb of Greshthar.

It had been days since the event, and yet it seemed that no one was willing to report on what had unfolded at the tomb of Greshthar. Knowing that a battle of this scale had to be recorded so that all of Oberin could be made aware, Gaffyr began writing. He was no scholar, but he would do his best.I was told that it had begun with a small group that had heard the laughter of the Lich, and hurried to where they knew the grave of Greshthar to be. All were shocked to find that the small circle of runes that had enclosed the resting place had expanded, and once more formed the vast maze that had been present when the Lich was first discovered. Inside, trapped by the runes magic, creatures of the undead roamed, and here and there Bracken had grown to augment the ranks of Bone Mages, Zombies and Skeletons. At the Eastern edge of the maze Greshthars tomb stood, and fearsome Black Dracos guarded the final passages that led to it.

Knowing that these creatures posed great danger to the small fishing village of Lerilin, the group took it upon themselves to find the mazes entrance (located on the South-Western corner) and begin clearing it of the various foul beings. It was here that I had joined them. It was slow going, as the maze was cramped and the enemies numerous. However, with grit and determination the rune-lined passages began to clear.

Greshthar - 1

As the size and scale of Greshthars army became apparent, messengers were dispatched across Oberin. Help soon arrived in the form of more adventurers, and our group swelled as mages and warriors flooded into the maze. Many a dead end was encountered before the correct path was happened upon and the way became increasingly dangerous as we approached the tomb. Yet our party would not be deterred.

Greshthar - 2

Finally, as the battle raged closer and closer to his grave, the Lich appeared.

(Greshthar): Your contributions are most welcome.

(Flingee): Greshthar??

(Gaffyr): Gresthar!

(Gaffyr): We need to talk to you!

(Iqbal): Greetings Greshthar

(Gaffyr): Can you call your minions off so we can talk?

(Greshthar): I suppose it is the least I could do.

(Gaffyr): As we said in the note left by your tomb, we wish to talk to you.

(Greshthar): The way is sealed.

Greshthar - 3

Finally, our weary group had been granted an audience and the questions to which we needed answers could be asked. What can you tell us of Bodrik? We need information on your brother.

Antoninus joined in; He seems to want you dead. Or more dead Why does he wish to kill you? The response of the Lich was vague; he just muttered something about one-upmanship and rivalry.

The Black Dragons and Dracos became the subject of the next set of questions. Why did he [Bodrik] bring Black Dragons? Once again the answer refused to be explicit. Greshthar responded; “I assume to one up me after hearing of my beasts [Dracos].

A new line of questioning was taken; Why did the three of you, choose to so willingly and so quickly become Liches? We are told that it is unique. The answer was simple; the brothers wished to protect themselves from death.

Cassandra then raised the issue of the relationship shared by the brothers, as it appeared that each had become a Lich individually and of their own accord; they were not working together. Greshthar strangely responded by telling us of his love of mazes, a love shared by his siblings.

Sick of the lack of real answers, I returned to the original question, the one to which we needed an answer. What, other than satisfaction, does Bodrik gain from your death?

Ask him that! Greshthar replied, before teleporting away.

Somewhat disheartened by the amount of effort that had been required to obtain such little information, and unable to progress to Greshthars tomb as the way remained sealed, we retreated from the maze. All we had discovered was that there was rivalry between the brothers (as if that wasnt already obvious from Bodriks request that his brethren be killed). The purpose behind the imprisonment of Dragons North of Mirith had not been discovered, and we still did not know if Bodrik would gain in power upon the demise of his siblings. It also was unclear on how the brothers had managed to become Liches so quickly, a point that would surely interest scholars, due to the unique nature of the speed at which the three had gained their powers. At least the motive behind the decision was clear; they wanted to prevent their deaths, though why an eternity of undeath was preferable to mortality had not been specified.

I will attach my notes on the conversation with Greshthar in their entirety, as I am sure there are some who would like to read them in order to draw their own conclusions. They have been summarised above.

(Gaffyr): As we said in the note left by your tomb, we wish to talk to you.

(Greshthar): Very well.

(Gaffyr): Questions to ask Cass?

(Cassandra): I have asked them already. But I think we can open up our game.

(Gaffyr): He didn't seem keen on discussing Bodrik.

(Greshthar): The way is sealed.

(Gaffyr): What can you tell us of Bodrik?

(Gaffyr): We need information on your brother.

(Antoninus): He seems to want you dead.

(Antoninus): Or more dead...

(Gaffyr): Why would he want that?

(Greshthar): I suppose I could tell you something since you have made it this far.

(Greshthar): What is it you need to know?

(Antoninus): Why does he wish us to kill you?

(Cassandra): We don't need to know much... Just why would we help your brother...

(Gaffyr): Why would he ask us to kill you?

(Antoninus): What does he gain?

(Cassandra): Against you and the younger one.

(Cassandra): Maybe you are the best one to ask.

(Cassandra): Since it is your interest too.

(Cassandra): We don't care that much... A lich is a lich...

(Greshthar): I couldn't say for sure, we've always been rivals maybe that's it?

(Cassandra): Unless... there is something special about you three.

(Nicodemus): so let's kill?

(Antoninus): I have another question though.

(Gaffyr): If you won't give us a straight answer, what about another question?

(Antoninus): Why did he bring Black Dragons?

(Flingee): Dracos...?

(Flingee): or Dragons?

(Antoninus): No, Bodrik brought Dragons.

(Flingee): ok

(Greshthar): I assume to one up me after hearing of my beasts.

(Greshthar): That would be like him.

(Gaffyr): Well then, the rivalry is clear.

(Cassandra): *grins* Siblings...

(Gaffyr): But one more question.

(Cassandra): I do love to be an only child.

(Cassandra): But why are we caught in the middle of your fight?

(Gaffyr): Why did the three of you, choose to so willingly and so quickly become Liches?

(Cassandra): You mentioned you invited them to come to Lerilin...

(Gaffyr): We are told that it is unique.

(Antoninus): Gaffyr asks a good question...

(Greshthar): It wasn't really a choice, it was just a precaution in case something happened.

(Antoninus): Something?

(Greshthar): It seems we think a like.

(Gaffyr): So then it was not a precaution you took together?

(Gaffyr): You each did so individually?

(Cassandra): So you all turned into a lich on your own?

(Antoninus): A precaution against what, though?

(Cassandra): No familiar curse or fraternal plan?

(Greshthar): Death of course.

(Greshthar): It would be like Maragir and Bodrik to join up against me.

(Antoninus): Bodrik said he might "pass over"? What did he mean?

(Cassandra): Then why did you invite them here?

(Cassandra): You don't seem to go along that well...

(Greshthar): Well...

(Greshthar): Invite them I did just like I invited some of you.

(Greshthar): They did not come though.

(Greshthar): So I had to...

(Cassandra): Ah, you call this an invitation!

(Flingee): hehe

(Greshthar): Oh yes, not everyone comes though.

(Cassandra): You had to?

(Antoninus): Perhaps just a card next time?

(Greshthar): It's nothing.

(Gaffyr): With your knowledge of sorcery, what might Bodrik gain other than satisfaction from your death?

(Cassandra): What did you have to do?

(Teleco II): I like recieving cards.

(Greshthar): My brothers love mazes too.

(Cassandra): You should all just kiss and make up.

(Cassandra): So similar.

(Greshthar): It's the one thing they can't pass up.

(Greshthar): Bodrik was a little too succesful in his maze.

(Cassandra): Well, we might have the means to help Bodrik.

(Cassandra): Now we need a reason.

(Greshthar): Help Bodrik?

(Cassandra): Not saying that your maze wasn't wonderful,

(Cassandra): nor that we didn't enjoy your party,

(Cassandra): but, frankly,

(Greshthar): Why would you help him?

(Cassandra): Why wouldn't we?

(Antoninus): smile

(Gaffyr): You haven't given us reason not to Gresthar.

(Gaffyr): We have asked several times for you to explain his motives.

(Cassandra): He's a rival, fair enough.

(Greshthar): Why would you trust someone who would turn on his brothers?

(Gaffyr): What, other than satisfaction, does Bodrik gain from your death?

(Greshthar): Ask him that!

(Cassandra): We did ask that same question when we left you a note.

(Greshthar): * Mora Olsa Preldian *

We decided from here that a visit to the third Brother in Andris was required. And so our group, now smaller in number, began the long walk South-West. A description and discussion of the events that transpired at the tomb of Maragir has already been made by Antoninus, so I shall gloss over them here. However, once more I will attach my complete set of notes on the conversation that was had so that it is available to all. They are summarised in the report I have referenced.


(Maragir): Who are you?

(Cassandra): Nice to see a more... lively face.

(Antoninus): * pur *

(Iqbal): we got rid of a little pest problem

(Cassandra): My name is Cassandra. They are Antoninus,

(Cassandra): Iqbal and Gaffyr.

(Maragir): You shouldn't be here.

(Cassandra): We just had a meeting with a brother of yours.

(Iqbal): we already were here

(Antoninus): * clar shel *

(Antoninus): * pur *

(Cassandra): Have you received our note?

(Gaffyr): We have come to ask you questions, did you see our note?

(Maragir): A note hmm.. I did see something.

(Antoninus): Bodrik told us all three of you became Lich?

(Maragir): A little piece of paper perhaps?

(Gaffyr): Correct

(Cassandra): *nods*

(Cassandra): And a candle.

(Gaffyr): Pinned to a skull

(Iqbal): that tombstone says you lie there.... you don't look too... dead.

(Maragir): Ah, yes that went in the fire I'm afraid I needed some kindling.

(Antoninus): Well, times are hard.

(Cassandra): Not a problem... It was just asking to meet you.

(Gaffyr): What can you tell us about your brother?

(Gaffyr): Brothers*

(Cassandra): Since your brother brought us into your family affairs.

(Maragir): My brothers are still alive?

(Cassandra): Call it what you wish...

(Antoninus): Well, if Lich are alive.

(Cassandra): It's some sort of death.

(Gaffyr): Your brothers appear to be in a state of undeath.

(Maragir): A lich?!

(Antoninus): Both.

(Cassandra): That we thought you had turn into as well.

(Gaffyr): Bothe of them are Liches, yes

(Cassandra): We are glad to see you still have some natural colours.

(Maragir): I always was more clever than they are. * grins *

(Antoninus): And Bodrik seems to wish you properly dead...

(Cassandra): Were you cooking, by any chance?

(Gaffyr): You look very much alive, care to tell us why you

(Cassandra): I am so hungry!

(Gaffyr): why you're standing in front of your own tombstone?*

(Maragir): Oh.. I don't think you want to eat this.

(Cassandra): The party in Lerilin was too long.

(Cassandra): A maze, you know*

(Cassandra): ?*

(Cassandra): What is it?

(Cassandra): Soup?

(Maragir): Ah, afraid not.

(Cassandra): Oh well.

(Antoninus): Enough about your appetite!

(Antoninus): Here smile

(Cassandra): I hate those.

(Gaffyr): Give her a swig of nourish potion.

Given: Nourish Potion

(Antoninus): All I have, sorry.

(Maragir): Ahem, I was actually in the middle of a little experiment.

(Cassandra): Oh! Tell us!

(Gaffyr): Would you care to elaborate?

(Cassandra): As we told your brother, your family is fascinating!

(Cassandra): Do you befriend black dracos too?

(Maragir): I was hoping I wouldn't be disturbed, but it seems even the dead don't get any peace.

(Cassandra): I thought you wew alive. smile

(Cassandra): were*

(Cassandra): * bol flas *

(Cassandra): * bol flas *

(Antoninus): * shel *

(Maragir): Ughh these beasts.

(Antoninus): * pur *

(Iqbal): love em

(Gaffyr): Then you too are a lich?

(Cassandra): Anyway, your brother Bodrik...

(Antoninus): He doesn't smell of the undead.

(Gaffyr): Why create the illusion of life?

(Maragir): Umm sure I am you saw the tombstone. * laughs *

(Cassandra): ...seems to want you dead. Is it mutual?

(Maragir): What about Bodrik?

(Cassandra): What is he up to, you know?

(Cassandra): He keeps going on about "passing on"

(Cassandra): Or over, or whatever it is.

(Antoninus): Over.

(Cassandra): And how he... kind of needs to kill you for that.

(Maragir): I wish he would. The family could do with some peace.

(Cassandra): Your other brother invited us to a party but didn't tell us much of use.

(Cassandra): We'd gladly leave you alone, but really... your siblings seem a bit out of their minds.

(Gaffyr): What would he gain from the demise of both his brothers?

(Maragir): Bodrik?

(Antoninus): You are rivals, he says.

(Maragir): Oh and the worst kind too.

(Antoninus): Yet one of you looks like a living man, the others like undead.

(Maragir): You'd think I'd have one being the last living brother. * sighs *

(Maragir): They never seem to give up.

(Antoninus): We are confused, Maragir.

(Cassandra): They seem to think of you as the weaker of the three.

(Maragir): I'm the youngest.

(Cassandra): Ah, that would explain their impression.

(Maragir): It's normal I'm sure.

(Gaffyr): Have you faked your death in an attempt to 'experiment' in peace?

(Cassandra): You have an extravagant collection of runes, for someone who wants peace.

(Antoninus): * shel *

(Antoninus): * pur *

(Antoninus): * pur *

(Antoninus): * shel *

(Maragir): I had to make it look like I was dead.

(Iqbal): i thought you ARE dead....

(Maragir): You won't tell them I'm still here will you?

(Gaffyr): Ahh, I thought that might be the case.

(Cassandra): So you do not feat death? Your brothers seem to have sought immortality.

(Cassandra): We won't, if you clarify all this.

(Cassandra): fear*

(Maragir): I prefer to hide and let them duel it out.

(Gaffyr): That hasn't worked.

(Antoninus): And then?

(Cassandra): What are they duelling over?

(Gaffyr): Bodrik requested that we kill you as well,

(Maragir): He won't if he thinks I'm dead...

(Gaffyr): He already has.

(Maragir): And will you?

(Cassandra): Should we?

(Maragir): Noo!

(Gaffyr): Not until we understand his request better.

(Antoninus): We have no reason to, at present?

(Antoninus): But Maragir...

(Gaffyr): Which is why we ask you what he might gain from both yours, and Gresthar's demise.

(Gaffyr): Gresthar only told us that he sought satisfaction, but we have our suspicions.

(Antoninus): Our main concern are the Dragons Bodrik summoned.

(Maragir): It's more than that..

(Gaffyr): More than just satisfaction in Bodrik's mind

(Gaffyr): ?

(Antoninus): Power?

(Maragir): I'm not sure I should tell you this...

(Maragir): Perhaps it's better that I not.

(Cassandra): Maybe you should.

(Gaffyr): We must know.

(Antoninus): Well, we need a reason to protect your secret.

(Gaffyr): Before we can make the decision to help Bodrik, or hinder him.

(Maragir): * sighs *

(Gaffyr): And there is always that Anton...

(Maragir): Our fathers work is at stake.

(Cassandra): And who could your father be?

(Gaffyr): *Settles himself comfortably*

(Maragir): He's long dead now.

(Cassandra): Maybe we heard of him?

(Maragir): But his work still lives.

(Antoninus): Please tell us all.

(Cassandra): Was he a mage?

(Maragir): It is hidden away.

(Gaffyr): Let Maragir tell the story.

(Gaffyr): From the beginning if you please...

(Gaffyr): *Grins*

(Maragir): When my brothers pass on it will be only me left.

(Maragir): It's the only way to access his work.

(Maragir): I tell you what..

(Maragir): If you keep my secrete I will share some of it with you.

(Gaffyr): Keep your secret from just your brothers?

(Antoninus): Does that seem fair to us?

(Cassandra): *shrugs* I like surprises.

(Cassandra): Do we want some of it?

(Cassandra): Who was your father, again?

(Cassandra): You told me earlier that I wouldn't want to eat what you're cooking... *winks*

(Maragir): Just an odd mage. I doubt any of you have met him.

(Cassandra): He had a name, for sure.

(Gaffyr): I'm happy to make that deal.

(Maragir): You all have to agree.

(Gaffyr): If it will help us understand this entire mystery.

(Antoninus): I'll agree, for myself.

(Gaffyr): Bronte, Iqbal?

(Iqbal): hm?

(Gaffyr): Are you feeling adventurous?

(Iqbal): always

(Gaffyr): Maragir has proposed a deal for us.

(Maragir): I should warn you however nothing can be accessed until Bodrik and Greshthar pass on.

(Gaffyr): Bronte must have nodded off inside that tin can.

(Iqbal): "{

(Iqbal): tongue

(Cassandra): But will you tell us now?

(Antoninus): We shall all keep the secret, I think, if you do.

(Maragir): Very good.

(Gaffyr): One last question first.

(Maragir): Which is?

(Gaffyr): When you say that your brothers must 'pass on', what exactly do you mean?

(Gaffyr): Must we vanquish them?

(Maragir): I'm afraid so.

(Cassandra): I was hard to keep people from attacking your brother today.

(Cassandra): We do have the means to fight them.

(Gaffyr): You're the second of your siblings to ask us to kill your brothers.

(Gaffyr): Are we to take your word over Bodrik's?

(Antoninus): Let us hear the tale, and then decide that?

(Maragir): You do if you want any part in my fathers old work.

(Gaffyr): Well then, I guess we agree to your bargain?

(Gaffyr): It's an Aye from me.

(Cassandra): The choice would be to fight the three of you.

(Maragir): And now I must hide this little experiment.

(Bronte): Ah yes I agree to keep the secret also!

(Maragir): * Mora Olsa Preldian *

(Cassandra): But now I would like to know what this is all about.

(Antoninus): He told us nothing!

(Iqbal): so do we kill the two dudes?

(Antoninus): Almost nothing.

(Gaffyr): He's hiding the experiment.

(Gaffyr): Allow him time to come back.

(Iqbal): so we stay here until he gets back?

(Maragir): * Mora Olsa Preldian *

(Antoninus): Ahh.

(Iqbal): or that

(Gaffyr): Patience. *Grins*

(Maragir): Was there something more?

(Cassandra): You were going to tell us your tale.

(Cassandra): Now that you have our word.

(Gaffyr): Show us something of your father's work (that we cannot access till your brothers are gonr) in exchange for our silence.

(Antoninus): The deal was the tale for our silence, I thought.

(Maragir): My tale? Which one would that be?

(Gaffyr): gone*

(Cassandra): Who is your father, what is his work, and why are you fighting your brothers.

(Antoninus): Aye.

(Cassandra): And on a side note,

(Antoninus): That.

(Cassandra): where did they brought those black dragons and dracos from.

(Maragir): Ughh, which one do I answer first?

(Gaffyr): Tell us the story of your father and his work.

(Cassandra): I'd like to know the name of your father first.

(Cassandra): But I'm obsessed with correct historical records.

(Cassandra): So don't listen to me.

(Maragir): My fathers work is hidden in a tower.

(Gaffyr): South West of here?

(Maragir): Not unlike the one recently discovered nearby.

(Cassandra): Is it material?

(Antoninus): Let him tell?

(Maragir): It is cloaked..

(Maragir): My father used to say one day it will rise up from the ground.

(Maragir): But only when the right time came.

(Cassandra): And did he say when the right time would be?

(Maragir): He never told us, but my brothers thought it was after his death.

(Antoninus): But this work, what was it, in fact?

(Maragir): When his death came we still couldn't find it.

(Maragir): It is now believed that it may come after only one of us is left.

(Cassandra): Or after you all died...

(Maragir): It is still unknown.

(Maragir): Perhaps, but I do not believe that.

(Gaffyr): That goes some way to explainging why Bodrik and Gresthar wanted to protect themselves from death.

(Cassandra): Where do you think that tower is? Have you ever been there?

(Gaffyr): They both want to be the last surviving brother.

(Cassandra): Or they both know you would try to kill them.

(Maragir): He was very private with his work.

(Gaffyr): As do you seemingly, as you asked us to kill them both.

(Maragir): Even among us.

(Cassandra): But you know what you are seeking? You offer to share it with us.

(Gaffyr): Which suggests you must know something about his work, you are prepared to have us mureder your siblings for it.

(Antoninus): Aye, you seem to not know much about this "work"...

(Maragir): I have never seen his work, either.

(Cassandra): dWhat do you know about it?

(Antoninus): So what makes you think it is worth all this trouble?

(Maragir): But father was a great mage, it can only be something great.

(Cassandra): Great mages make great pies. wink

(Antoninus): Could be a new dye

(Gaffyr): That seems a poor excuse for familial murder.

(Cassandra): You didn't tell us his name.

(Cassandra): If he was a great mage, we might have studied him in school.

(Maragir): My fathers name was Darlith. A common name.

(Cassandra): *tries to memorise*

(Gaffyr): Why would this 'work' be better off in your hands than those of one of your brothers?

(Maragir): I don't believe anyone knew of his work but us.

(Cassandra): Why did he keep it secret?

(Gaffyr): You're asking us to choose you as the receivor of this prize on blind faith alone?

(Cassandra): Did he take advantage of his work himself?

(Maragir): It is possible that he never finished his project.

(Cassandra): Well, Gaffyr, at least he is the only one offereing to share.

(Antoninus): Forgive me, but...

(Maragir): And would like one of us to complete it.

(Cassandra): It would be hard to kill us all.

(Antoninus): He does not need to kill us, Cass.

(Cassandra): Or maybe not that hard... but still.

(Antoninus): We kill his rivals, he slips off to this tower...

(Antoninus): And the work is his.

(Cassandra): Which is what any of his brothers will do, isn't it?

(Maragir): I made a promise to you.

(Maragir): I intend to keep it.

(Cassandra): We gave you our word.

(Antoninus): But, I feel inclined to trust him.

(Antoninus): Somehow.

(Gaffyr): As do I.

(Gaffyr): Perhaps because he is the only one who did not choose to become a Lich?

(Cassandra): Humans then do look more trustworthy when they have flesh, I agree.

(Gaffyr): So, we kill your brothers, and you show us something of this 'work'?

(Cassandra): We also have a problem here...

(Maragir): From your reaction I take it my brothers were not so willing to share his secrete with you.

(Cassandra): We will need to call our companions to help, if we are to kill anyone. Will they have...

(Cassandra): a share?

(Cassandra): Or are we to keep your secret from our peers too?

(Maragir): It is in your hands.

(Gaffyr): (And no, your brothers did not see the need to discuss these matters)

(Antoninus): Would be hard... we will need to explain to our fellows.

(Cassandra): What will happen to the black dragons near Mirith?

(Maragir): Hmm, I do not know.

(Cassandra): Do you know if they will leave if we kill Bodrik? What is their connection to him?

(Maragir): I would have to inspect the area.

(Gaffyr): We can take you, if you like

(Cassandra): You are welcome to come with us... There are also black dracos in Lerilin.

(Maragir): And be lead right to my brother?

(Antoninus): Seems unwise, I agree.

(Cassandra): We cannot risk the safety of town.

(Maragir): I hope I did not make the wrong choice in trusting you.

(Cassandra): So if you know anything about your siblings and the black kind,

(Cassandra): please let us know.

(Gaffyr): We hope we did not make the wrong choice in trusting you.

(Antoninus): You did not. We will keep your secret from the brothers.

(Maragir): My runes may be able to trap the dragons.

(Cassandra): Can you use them from distance?

(Maragir): If you can not find another solution.

(Gaffyr): How could we call you when we are finally facing Bodrik?

(Cassandra): Your brother is a powerful mage. It will be hard to fight him and two dragons.

(Maragir): Indeed, but it is the only way, unless you have another option.

(Bronte): ahh And he can summon more Dragons at will

(Cassandra): I have a question.

(Bronte): so more than 2

(Cassandra): We have noticed a pattern in the runes of all mazes.

(Cassandra): And we have noticed that in front of each grave,

(Cassandra): there is the same type of rune that opens passages in the mazes.

(Cassandra): Is that what they use to escape?

(Maragir): Our father taught us the runes.

(Cassandra): A vertical exit?

(Cassandra): Or is it regular teleportation?

(Maragir): I believe they would escape without the runes.

(Gaffyr): Another question then.

(Cassandra): *nods* Then what is the meaning of that one in front of each grave?

(Maragir): Hmm, it's a family secrete.

(Cassandra): Yet another. smile

(Gaffyr): I thought we were trusting eachother?

(Cassandra): I explain why I ask: when we were trying to locate the three of you.

(Antoninus): Since your family line is at an end...

(Maragir): Ahem, well I must go, it is best I not spend too much time in the open.

(Cassandra): we assumed you could not go far, as a lich.

(Cassandra): When will we meet you again?

(Gaffyr): One last question

(Gaffyr): Before you leave!

(Maragir): Make it a quick one.

(Gaffyr): If we are to trust eachother, will you tell us anything of the purpose of your experiment?

(Gaffyr): You skirted that issue quickly.

(Maragir): That would take time. Time I don't have now.

(Maragir): Farewell.

(Antoninus): Very well, we shall hope to speak with you soon.

(Maragir): * Mora Olsa Preldian *

(Cassandra): Be safe.

To Mirith we decided to return so as to immediately report our findings to the Vicereine. Our pleas to Mattias were soon met with the appearance of Ciddia Tigg, who was safeguarding the Silver Dragons Claw, the one weapon we believe to be effective when battling a Lich. A quick exchange of greetings was made and then we made our report. Ciddia was intrigued by our newfound knowledge of Maragirs life, and of the work of the brothers father. All agreed that this had to be something of immense power, as only something extraordinary could force the brothers against each other in this fashion, and drive two to seek immortality as Liches. This work formed the basis of our discussion. It would appear we have to kill 2 brothers in order for the tower to appear. If we choose the youngest to survive, he says he'll give us knowledge of this work.

The Vicereine approved this plan; Well, that does seem a valid course of action. As a human still, he would be easier to... deal with. And yet still she worried about the intentions of the third and living brother. I am quite frankly less worried about the intentions of the Lich brothers, than I am of the intentions of the human one. But he remains potentially the most vulnerable of the three. Further concerns were raised about the dragons North of Mirith, and Tigg asked whether we could solve this issue through our new relationship with Maragir; Will he help you with the dragons?

Cassandra answered; He says his runes can keep the dragons locked. But only if we have no other choice. He didn't seem to want to get close to his brother.

Tigg explained that the Dragons were her top priority, and when asked if we should deal with Bodrik first, she instead suggested we take care of Greshthar. You could attempt to convince Bodrik you are doing his bidding. Perhaps gain favor in some way. And perhaps he could be persuaded to remove them. All agreed that this was probably the most valid course of action to take, though it was suggested that even if Bodrik removed his dragons at our request, he might be able to summon more upon realising we were working against him and not with him. Still, no one was able to offer a more practical idea, and so the discussion turned to how we might make such a deal with the eldest brother. I believed that the best way would be to strike down Greshthar and present Bodrik with his head, but the others present believed it would be more prudent to ask Bodrik for his assurances before moving against the Lich near Lerilin. Eventually the Vicereine persuaded us that this was the way in which things should be done by explaining that she doubted Gresthar would reappear to us that same night, as we had already weakened his army of underlings.

And so we bade farewell to Ciddia Tigg, who promised to keep the Silver Dragons Claw on hand, knowing that we would soon require it, and journeyed the short distance North to the tomb of the only brother we had not yet visited. Sadly, he would not answer our calls and so we had no chance to propose our deal: Greshthars head in exchange for the removal of the Black Dragons. Somewhat deflated we returned to Mirith. Disappointed that we had not been able to act further, we went our separate ways, though at least it appeared that a course of action had been decided on. We now wait for negotiations with Bodrik before taking direct action against Greshthar.

I will again include, for those interested, the full details of our conversation with the Vicereine. They have been summarised, and do not form essential reading. This ends my report.

(Cassandra): We are going to the castle, to try to talk to Tigg.

(Iqbal): shall we?

(Cassandra): You are more than welcome to join.

(Marrok): Interesting

(Cassandra): It's about this lich affair-

(Cassandra): Hello, Marrias.

(Cassandra): Mattias*

(Gaffyr): Is the Vicereine about?

(delimew): *kiss*

(Cassandra): Good morning, Vicereine.

(delimew): hello

(Human): Greetings, subject.

(Ciddia Tigg): Good morning.

(Antoninus): Vicereine smile

(Ciddia Tigg): Did you need something?

(Cassandra): We have had some sort of progress in that licj story...

(Ciddia Tigg): Oh?

(Cassandra): We met two of them recently.

(Gaffyr): It began with Gresthar, near Lerilin.

(Gaffyr): He had set a maze filled with his minions for us.

(Antoninus): He filled his rune maze with black Draco...

(Antoninus): We eventually spoke with him.

(Gaffyr): Only upon reaching his tomb would he allow us to talk to him.

(Antoninus): But learnt little, other than that he too wants his brothers dead.

(Cassandra): Well he did talk to us to open the "party"

(Cassandra): And told us that he tried to get his brothers to go there too.

(Gaffyr): He was evasive in regards to all our questions, said Bodrik wanted him dead purely for the purpose of self-satisfaction.

(Ciddia Tigg): Hmm.

(Cassandra): From his notion of fun, I would assume that he wanted to kill them.

(Cassandra): Anyway, Andris was more productive.

(Marrok): *mumbles* Liches... good for nothin...

(Antoninus): The other brother is not a Lich, it seems.

(Cassandra): And proposed a deal.

(Gaffyr): And was far more helpful, despite finding it difficult to give a straight answer.

(Gaffyr): He eventually gave us the real reason the brothers are trying to kill eachother.

(Ciddia Tigg): *grins* Well, he was smart enough to stay alive.

(Antoninus): Yes smile

(Gaffyr): They believe their father's work is hidden in a tower.

(Gaffyr): And will appear to the last surviving brother.

(Ciddia Tigg): Hmm.

(Antoninus): He offers us knowledge of it, if we aided him.

(Cassandra): They aren't sure, though. They thought it would appear after his father's death.

(Gaffyr): It appears to be the reason why two have tried to safeguard against death.

(Marrok): Would that be Nytral... Nyrtal is his name right? Nystral's Tower?

(Cassandra): They seem to put blind faith in his father's work, whatever it is.

(Cassandra): No, not that tower.

(Iqbal): his father's name is darlith

(Gaffyr): It is not Nystral, but Darlyth.

(Gaffyr): Or Darlith...

(Antoninus): Darlith.

(Marrok): Darlith has a tower now too?

(Cassandra): He said it was a similar towr, still sank.

(Iqbal): *poke poke poke*

(Cassandra): Not that he has seen it.

(Cassandra): Anyway, we took the risk.

(Cassandra): And gave him our word that we would keep the secret.

(Gaffyr): Either way, it would appear that we have to kill 2 brothers in order for the tower to appear.

(Cassandra): From his brothers, that is.

(Antoninus): Aye, he seemed the least mad of the three, at least.

(Gaffyr): If we choose the youngest to survive, he says he'll give us knowledge of this work.

(Antoninus): And told us things we would not have found out alone.

(Ciddia Tigg): Well, that does seem a valid course of action. As a human still, he would be easier to...

(Ciddia Tigg): deal with.

(Gaffyr): And apart from anything, I don't trust a Lich.

(Cassandra): *nods*

(Cassandra): Which doesn't mean that I would like to see him with too much power.

(Gaffyr): And if this 'work' is indeed powerful...

(Cassandra): And we have no idea what this is about. Could be a recipe for a pie.

(Gaffyr): is best kept out of the hands of the undead.

(Cassandra): But somehow that is not likely.

(Marrok): Well... we could just kill all three after the one gives us the knowledge of the works...

(Ciddia Tigg): *grins*

(Antoninus): The fact remains two must be killed first, even if we end up having to deal with the third.

(Ciddia Tigg): So, you come to me for the Claw?

(Bronte): Helloo

(Antoninus): Do you think it is the right choice?

(Cassandra): We came to you for advice.

(Marrok): Claw? We have a claw?

(Gaffyr): A Silver Dragon's Claw Marrok

(Ciddia Tigg): Well, I think your plan has merit.

(Gaffyr): We believe that it will be helpful in vanquishing the Liches.

(Marrok):'s a claw...

(Cassandra): You are the strategist, after all. Do you think we should still talk to Bodrik?

(Ciddia Tigg): I am quite frankly less worried about the intentions of the Lich brothers,

(Cassandra): There is the issue with the dragons.

(Antoninus): We fear the combined force of a Lich and two Black Dragons...

(Ciddia Tigg): than I am of the intentions of the human one.

(Marrok): I told you we shoul just kill all three.

(Marrok): should*

(Cassandra): The liches were fool enough to become liches in first place.

(Gaffyr): He used black magic and is definitely a dark wizard.

(Antoninus): Aye.

(Ciddia Tigg): But he remains potentially the most vulnerable of the three.

(Gaffyr): But all the same, he was more open than his brothers, and we gain more by aiding him.

(Marrok): Why would we aid any of them?

(Ciddia Tigg): Will he help you with the dragons?

(Cassandra): He says his runes can keep the dragons locked.

(Marrok): That seems rather silly.

(Antoninus): Perhaps, he said?

(Cassandra): But only if we have no other choice.

(Gaffyr): He offered to, yes.

(Cassandra): He didn't seem to want to get close to his brother.

(Marrok): *Sighs*

(Cassandra): Marrok, didn't you learn in Marali that killing everything is not always the answer?

(Ciddia Tigg): Having those dragons gone is my top priority. They do not belong here.

(Gaffyr): If we can kill Bodrik, then he'll pen in the dragons.

(Antoninus): Then we should deal with Bodrik first.

(Gaffyr): He did not want to do it with Bodrik there.

(Ciddia Tigg): Perhaps...

(Marrok): I still wouldn't trust a black mage.

(Gaffyr): He was afraid of going near his brother.

(Ciddia Tigg): Perhaps then first you should look to Greshthar?

(Antoninus): No, Marrok, I agree. But there is no other obvious course of action.

(Cassandra): Sure, but we might need them alive to help dealing with the three.

(Ciddia Tigg): You could attempt to convince Bodrik you are doing his bidding.

(Cassandra): And I do want to know what this work is about.

(Marrok): Then look for the unobvious one.

(Ciddia Tigg): Perhaps gain favor in some way.

(Gaffyr): I was just about to suggest that Vicereine.

(Antoninus): Enlighten us wink

(Gaffyr): Bodrik won't yet release his dragons while he thinks we are aiding him.

(Ciddia Tigg): *taps foot thoughtfully*

(Ciddia Tigg): Aye.

(Marrok): I am sober, Antoni. I have very little to add right now...

(Ciddia Tigg): And perhaps he could be persuaded to remove them.

(Gaffyr): A nice suggestion.

(Cassandra): But then..

(Antoninus): smile This seems good

(Bronte): If I may,

(Cassandra): We would probably have to attack before he can call another set.

(Bronte): From experience when last we met

(Antoninus): Can he summon so easily?

(Marrok): How many people do you need to pretend they are on his side?

(Cassandra): Do we know?

(Bronte): he summoned a pair right away

(Antoninus): Ach.

(Bronte): as soon as the others were lured away

(Cassandra): There were others?

(Marrok): And how do we know he won't ask them to do unheard of things to prove loyalty?

(Antoninus): That is bad news.

(Bronte): W2 met 2 caged Dragons at first

(Bronte): *we

(Bronte): when majority of us fell,

(Cassandra): So there are four dragons at the surface?

(Bronte): our comrades lured 2 away

(Cassandra): Roaming around Mirith?

(Bronte): (and poofed them I think)

(Ciddia Tigg): How do you know he did not simply round up those two?

(Antoninus): Certainly, no one has seen them since.

(Bronte): Upon close insection (anatomy)

(Ciddia Tigg): *frowns* I certainly hope they were not left to wander our forests.

(Bronte): We realized the summoned dragons were indeed different

(Marrok): Well, let's get back on track... Who wants to play the pawn of Bodrik?

(Antoninus): So, perhaps we must deal with Greshtar, and hope for Bodrik to play along with us.

(Gaffyr): I think that no matter what, our first move must be against Greshthar?

(Bronte): Aye

(Antoninus): Seems unlikely, but better than nothing.

(Marrok): OR are we all doing that?

(Cassandra): What would be the point to offer one of us as bait?

(Marrok): Bait?

(Ciddia Tigg): Dealing with Greshthar seems to pose the least risk.

(Gaffyr): *Feel better that there is now a plan - at least one with a first phase*

(Marrok): I thought I said pawn.

(Cassandra): Either way, it would be a useless death.

(Marrok): Death?

(Gaffyr): And Greshthar was already weakened by us...

(Cassandra): I don't trust these liches moods.

(Marrok): I thought the idea was to pretend to be on his side.

(Antoninus): So, do we deal with Greshtar, or first make a bargain with Bodrik to call off the Dragons?

(Gaffyr): Many of his minions suffered, i don't know how quickly he can summon more.

(Marrok): But okay.

(Cassandra): It is. We don't need to be alone though.

(Antoninus): As a show of good faith, as it were?

(Ciddia Tigg): Bodrik must be using a great deal of power.

(Gaffyr): I would deal with Gresthar, Bodrik would be more inclined to help us if we can present him with a dead brother.

(Bronte): I say we refrain from doublecrossing Bodrik for as long as we can

(Antoninus): Agreed.

(Ciddia Tigg): I wonder when he will burn himself out.

(Cassandra): Or we deal with Bodrik and pay him back for removing his dragons by killing his brother.

(Marrok): Wait... is Bodrik a lich?

(Gaffyr): Then let him hold those dragons captive for a little longer, while we deal with Greshthar.

(Iqbal): bodrik is a lich

(Iqbal): only non lich is maragir

(Marrok): Oh, he is a brother.

(Gaffyr): Does Bodrik strike you as the kind of person to pay up in advance Cass?

(Antoninus): The claw, Ciddia, will the person who carries it know how to use it?

(Cassandra): Does he strike you as the kind to keep his promise?

(Marrok): Bah, all of this Lich business...

(Cassandra): What if he only takes the dragons away after we kill both of his brothers?

(Ciddia Tigg): Well, from the story of Zexe we seem to learn that its presence can keep one immobile.

(Marrok): You all have fun with it...

(Antoninus): Ah, then it's presence is enough.

(Antoninus): *its

(Ciddia Tigg): It would also appear to interrupt the magical energies.

(Gaffyr): I don't think he'll take away the dragons no matter what, and that we'll need a contingency to deal with them properly.

(Ciddia Tigg): I think you would have to stab him with it, or something very like.

(Gaffyr): But that's just common sense - preparing for the worst.

(Cassandra): Does it mean that our casters would have to carry a weapon too?

(Ciddia Tigg): How much it affects him would depend on the level of his power.

(Gaffyr): How pressing do you believe the threat to be?

(Ciddia Tigg): The dragons make me uneasy.

(Gaffyr): As in, must these killings take place on a short schedule?

(Gaffyr): So the quicker the better?

(Ciddia Tigg): As long as they are penned, I am content to leave it for a time.

(Ciddia Tigg): But, we need to establish regular patrols.

(Gaffyr): I see.

(Ciddia Tigg): If you wish to continue to investigate, there is no harm in that.

(Antoninus): I think we move as soon as we can gather sufficient force?

(Gaffyr): We'd have to be careful to not antagonise Bodrik.

(Antoninus): We gain nothing by delaying further.

(Gaffyr): I agree with Antoninus.

(Gaffyr): Particularly as Greshthar was weakened (I hope) by recent efforts.

(Ciddia Tigg): They may be difficult to draw out again so soon, especially the brother in Lerilin.

(Cassandra): We did leave them a note.

(Ciddia Tigg): *nods*

(Gaffyr): Greshthar seemed pretty willing to accept bait.

(Cassandra): If Bodrik saw it, he might show up himself.

(Antoninus): Well, this party is sufficient to try a bargain with Bodrik?

(Ciddia Tigg): I do wonder...

(Gaffyr): He popped out quite frequently to a bit of goading, he appears somewhat reckless.

(Ciddia Tigg): I wish we knew more about the properties of this claw.

(Gaffyr): All we have on it is Nafet's scroll.

(Iqbal): is it a weapon or an object we use to throw at liches' heads or...?

(Ciddia Tigg): I find myself wondering if it could be ground up.

(Cassandra): Oh, Greshtar mentioned that the three of them are fascinated by mazes.

(Cassandra): Not a very important detail but we never know what we will need to lure the last one standing.

(Ciddia Tigg): Concealed in a potion, or some such.

(Cassandra): The claw?

(Ciddia Tigg): Aye.

(Antoninus): Drinking a cup of wine with a Lich to seal our bargain? wink

(Cassandra): We will need to reuse it.

(Iqbal): we conceal the claw in a potion and throw the potion at the lich...?

(Antoninus): Aye, of course.

(Ciddia Tigg): But, I do not know enough of its properties to know if it will work.

(Hania): * shel ber bur *

(Cassandra): With Nafets and Beleth away,

(Ciddia Tigg): I was thinking more of convincing him to drink it.

(Cassandra): the only option is to try.

(Iqbal): we still have one and a half other liches to think about

(Cassandra): Or to find another way.

(Ciddia Tigg): Well, perhaps it is best to stick with the method for which we have evidence.

(Cassandra): *nods*

(Ciddia Tigg): Would one of you like to keep it, now? Or shall I keep it in the vault a while longer?

(Antoninus): They are curious for knowledge... if we can convince them we have something to show them...

(Ciddia Tigg): *grins*

(Antoninus): Perhaps we can get close enough to stab?

(Cassandra): WellHe thinks all his bothers are liches. We could make him drink to his victory.

(Hania): * shel ber bur *

(Gaffyr): How long can our clerics absorb his power?

(Cassandra): It's not like they know for sure that their deatj will solve anything.

(Iqbal): XD

(Ciddia Tigg): Did he say where his father's tower was located?

(Cassandra): He did not.

(Cassandra): I wonder whether he knows it at all.

(Ciddia Tigg): Interesting.

(Gaffyr): I know where to find willing people for an assault on the Lerilin tomb.

(Gaffyr): I don't know when the next opportunity might come; we'll need a considerable force.

(Gaffyr): Would immediate action be advisable?

(Cassandra): So we attack the one who doesn't seem to bring us any advantage?

(Antoninus): Aye.

(Cassandra): I should become a lich. I think I still have a heart...

(Gaffyr): And the target who poses the least risk.

(Antoninus): And take his skull to Bodrik to make our bargain.

(Bronte): !

(Ciddia Tigg): If the one is injured, as you say, it is doubful he will return to fight you at this time.

(Iqbal): which of them benefits us dead?

(Gaffyr): He won't be goaded out, in your opinion?

(Hania): Can you do that Cass? I want to watch.

(Cassandra): He didn't seem injured at all. But hisbone mages and dracos were killed.

(Ciddia Tigg): Hmm.

(Gaffyr): He just laughed at us and teleported away.

(Hania): *hiccup*

(Gaffyr): After refusing to answer our cries for information.

(Gaffyr): Well, in any direct way.

(Cassandra): I would try Bodrik first.

(Cassandra): As long as we keep our word and do not mention what we know.

(Antoninus): I agree with Cass on that. Let us set the wheels turning in Bodrik's mind?

(Cassandra): We seek him to ask about the dragons,

(Cassandra): and a few questions about this all.

(Gaffyr): Ok, it may give Greshthar time to recuperate as well.

(Cassandra): Without any reference to Andris.

(Antoninus): Aye.

(Gaffyr): If he even needs recuperation.

(Cassandra): Gresthar is gone for now.

(Gaffyr): It'll be a pity to return to another maze full of minions.

(Gaffyr): After time and lives went into clearing the last one, for seeminlgy little gain.

(Antoninus): He will only fight us on his terms, though, Gaffyr.

(Gaffyr): True.

(Ciddia Tigg): Try if you like.

(Ciddia Tigg): I should be getting back to my accounts. *rubs head*

You gain 100 experience points.

(Iqbal): would you really rather? >.>

(Antoninus): smile Thank you Ciddia, we shall seek Bodrik.

(Cassandra): Thank you for the advice.

(Gaffyr): We shall visit Bodrik then.

(Gaffyr): Thankyou for your advice.

(Ciddia Tigg): I wish you all luck.

(Cassandra): We will keep you informed, as usually.

(delimew): *nods*

(Gaffyr): Greshthar can have his time, we'll come for him soon enough.

(Ciddia Tigg): Please let me know if you need the claw.

(Cassandra): *nods*

(Antoninus): smile Bye for now, then.

(Gaffyr): Thankyou, Vicereine.

(Bronte): will do

(Ciddia Tigg): *grins* Be safe.

(Bronte): *bows*

(Hania): *hiccup*

(Gaffyr): You've been helpful, once again!

Gaffyr sighed heavily and, shaking out his wrist (it was used to gripping a dagger, not a quill), stood up from his desk. The report was completed and now it was time to deliver it to the relevant people. Oberin had to be notified.