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12th of Camince, 1485

Fort Mahogany

by Inara Edhelhael

12th of Camince, 1485
 
Inira, Alucard, Hogar and myself teleported outside Charbelly Hall to seek an audience with Paragon Cindy. The walls rise up over four hundred feet high. A few dwarven guards rode up on goats, asking us to state our business.
 
I told them that we came seeking an audience with Paragon Cindy. They bade us to their goats, and we rode into the city. We were granted an audience atop the wall. I must admit, this wall is an impressive construction… I can see why the dwarves are so proud of it.
 
As we waited, I could hear some dwarves from the dark quarter below making comments about me, but I chose to ignore them… I had more important reasons for being there than putting a few rude dwarves in their place. There was an older mason sitting against the wall, in tears. Looking across the wall, I could see that it would take longer for Cindy to make her way over to us, so I went over to the emotional dwarf.
“What is wrong?” I asked.
“Magic happened on the wall!” He wailed. I could see that the portion of wall he was pointing at bore the telltale signs of magic. I dispelled the magic effect and the section of wall crumbled. Oh shit. I thought I’d made some grave mistake, but the dwarf looked at me and smiled, saying “Ahh… the elves are useful after all… thank you! Thank you master wizard! We can now rebuild this section with the soul that it needs.”
“What was wrong with it?” I asked incredulously.
“Magic takes soul from the wall. The wall is sacred. It must not be tainted by magic.”
A chorus of “Praise the wall” rose up from surrounding dwarves.
As I walked away, I told him to speak of this to no one, and hail the wall.
 
Paragon Cindy arrived and immediately smashed her forehead into Hogar’s face as some form of strange greeting. Cindy wore full adamantine plate armor. She asked who we are, and we introduced ourselves. She asked where Dekar was, and Inira told her of his death. “You don’t seem sad.” Cindy observed. “You must not have loved him very much.”
Inira shrugged it off… another disconcerting reaction from her. Rather, her lack of reaction to any mention of Dekar is unsettling…
 
I stepped forward, asking if Cindy was familiar with Garrick Irongut. She nodded, saying that he was decent, for a Boatmurdered dwarf. “How’s he doing?” She asked, before pausing… “oh, he’s dead too.”
I nodded, then pulled his hammer from my belt. I held it out to her, “this should be with his people,” I said. “I can never wield it.”
Cindy shook her head. “Dear friend, you are his people.”
I could feel the back of my eyes burning with threatened tears.
 
She offered her help in dealing with the dragon’s servants. If we give her two days to prepare, she will bring an army of Charbelly dwarves to assist in our fight.
 
We teleported out, meeting up with the others outside the main gates of the Nameless City. Alucard conjured his mansion again, and Vignir did the same.
 
As I sat down to write this and hopefully sink into my meditation, Hasim approached me, asking for me to teach him how to meditate for the evening. I explained it to him as best as I could, but he doesn’t speak Elvish… however, he caught on surprisingly well. Apparently he was trained to meditate in the fashion of humans from a young age. I need to teach him Elvish… I don’t know how much longer I’ll be able to tolerate looking at him and seeing the axiomyte’s body, while he is so blatantly disrespecting it with his unwillingness to even try to learn our language – the language that the axiomyte spoke in life…
 
Oh fuck! Secilia ran off, the idiot. She took off into the city and is likely heading straight for the throne – and all of the danger that surrounds it.

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