The Tomb of the Lost Immortal [Investigation]
54th of Ashan
Morning, Clear Skies, Warm
The Scrolls of Anar Verse One, Immortals, #19 An End and a Beginning.
NPCs Used: Alaya | Ralari
“Are you sure we have time?” Ralari cleared his throat, taking a quenching drink of the water they were preparing. Their stocks of water had increased again, the water barrel that Ralari’s defiance was focused on was almost full again and ready for a trip to market. Today their precious water had another use. “Can’t let an opportunity like this pass.” Kaladis drunk from his own waterskin, passing it to Alaya who happily accepted. Free water out here was worth having and she greedily took her fill.
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hey had received rumor through one of Alaya’s contacts about the tomb of a lost immortal, whispers, rumors and lies. For Kaladis this was too good an opportunity to pass up, the contact seemed reliable enough despite his embellishments. Audrae would benefit from such knowledge and he could offer it to her some day. For Ralari it was a chance to study deep mysteries, and for Alaya to study treasure up close and personal as usual.Standing there by their door as they loaded up with knives, swords, chainmail, waterskins and a rucksack each. Alaya, the black leather clad assassin, had become a regular visitor in their life, out of favour with the local diner running the Aurora here, she had developed a deep distaste for his betrayal of her in the same regard. Though she would never be free of their number, because once an Aurora assassin always an Aurora assassin, she didn’t feel the need to stand in his company either; if the Aurora wanted her they would call for her. Instead she had focused on these two Eidisi part out of necessity and part out of the financial gains she sometimes made in their company.
Filtering out Solace inn, the lone diner as always was completely separated from anyone else downstairs. Nobody spared a look their way not even the innkeeper, because everyone kept to themselves here. Opening the door to bright sunlight Kaladis had to adjust his eyes, putting his hand over them. Ralari began readying the horse and cart, it would be pulling three today, two pickaxes, four rucksacks, two shovels, supplies, a tent, and a barrel of water; It was not the heaviest load the cart horse had ever pulled, used to hauling loads of sandstone, yet they were still only working with one carthorse, so progress would be moderate. The heat of the hotlands had returned, not to its peak certainly but it was there, and beginning to warm them as they boarded the wagon.
After Kaladis had mounted the carthorse, clicking his heels against the horse it set off. Adjusting his chainmail, it wasn’t the hottest thing to wear, allowing for some airflow, but it might become a factor next season when temperatures really did kick in. Another issue was Alaya didn’t yet know they were necromancers, which would need to be a delicately approached topic, Kaladis hoped for some hold over her first and that might need to begin now. The two marrows worth of bones Ralari had in his own covered rucksack would give the game away on this journey if nothing else, that or the 5ft stone golem that was currently looking like pile of rubble in the front of the wagon. Yes it was cramped in there, why do you think he was on the horse! They'd need a bigger cart if their operations kept expanding.
“Alaya, we know little of where you are from,” Kaladis started casually, but before he could get any further the Assassin answered him. “Better that way, less complications.” Rather than push this Kaladis used her response. “Yes. Complications are an issue we can do without. The Aurora are… a difficulty at times.” Kaladis touched the point with a needle, wondering how she’d react or what she'd reveal in any response.
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