Continuing their conversation with the professors Emeritus, our heroes learned that it would be difficult to strengthen the seal without having more knowledge of what was buried underneath it. They also learned that the Dragon revered by the earliest Hesperaan settlers was either a superstition or a metaphor, as there is no evidence of dragons in the new world outside of the few that have flown here.
They asked about possible hybrids, like the alien dragonborn, and learned that on this world it is forbidden for dragons to ever mingle their blood with lesser creatures. To their collective knowledge, this rule has never been broken and perhaps it is not even possible.
Allowing the ‘professors’ to return to their rest, the group split up for the night, with Dremahl and Celeste returning to the Serachle while the others stayed with Ebn.
The two moved through the bustling city, still in motion even at this late hour. When the reached the Serachle, its relative quiet was broken by a plaintive song echoing from above. They followed the sound and found the pries Ellicott perched above the Noxian workshop singing out his woes to an audience of wine bottles.
They asked to join him and shared their own bottle. He reiterated his problems of being forced to administer the compound, even though he was only supposed to be passing through. He talked of mounting complaints about Telline and her Torchbearers ‘keeping the peace’ in a violent and reckless manner. To top it off, a group of Nox’s own engineers have vanished in an apparently disastrous attempt to drill through a layer of volcanic rock and change the fortunes of a failing House Cervo gold mine in the Gilt range. The two priests managed to avoid directly volunteering any aid, and soon left the de facto Seraschal to his cups.
In the morning the group gathered at Ebn’s to distribute their wealth and resupply. In the high city, they saw the heads for tie flings mounted on spikes. They asked around and learned that the invaders had been rooted out by the Valessan associates of the prince’s advisor Bucas. In addition, they learned that several of these black-clad mystery men has scattered about the countryside in search of collaborators and other enemies of the state.
The group first stopped at the shop of Delduin Arithiel, who was doing a brisk business supplying spears and hunting equipment to the newcomers. She offered to trade magic arrows for their trident, but Saerin refused. When talk turned to politics, she commented that she heard the capitol forces may not lie down before the crown prince, and that the Otter was making alliances that could bring war back to Malabar.
They moved on to Brann hall to sell their gems and other valuables, as well as change the large quantity of copper coinage they had recovered from Bar Omaro. Some of their inquiries drew the attention of Brann himself, who helped them trade their hide armor for chain, and trade the trident for a seaborne longsword from his own collection. He had also heard of the mine accident, and blamed the priests of Nox for risking lives unnecessarily. Our heroes told him that they themselves would be looking into this situation. They had hoped he might offer some support for their endeavor, but all they received was his offer to help them profit from anything they could retrieve.
Kallius managed to purchase a couple scrolls from Ebn, and the others replaced their supplies while trying not to draw too much attention. They hope to be able to travel up the Gilder toward the mine in three days time.