Chapter 7. The Inquisitor.   Posted by Guildmaster.Group: 0
Guildmaster
 GM, 309 posts
Sun 14 Jan 2018
at 14:41
Chapter 7. The Inquisitor
As non-combatant by nature, the swiftness of the battle catches by Fredrick by surprise. In an instant, the first hooded figure closes in on him and slashes him with his sword. Fredrick instinctively raises an arm to protect himself and that is his first mistake.

The sword slices through his forearm nearly and cleanly, drawing blood immediately! A white hot pain causes Fredrick to cry out and stumble back. The cut is deep, but at least it did not injure bone or lope his entire arm off. He staggers backwards and Sandra catches him to steady him on his feet even as her Blackmere brothers jump into the fray, swords drawn and fighting!

Biting back the pain, Fredrick clamps down on his bleeding arm with the other hand, he looks at one of the attackers and barks out a command for him to stop. The man is taken by surprise and freezes, as though scared by the sight of blood and the horrors of battle. He drops his sword and hangs back while his other companions continue the fight.

Harold and his brothers expertly parry, slash, cut and feint.

"Aiiiieeee!" cries one of the attackers when Harold deals him a disabling blow! But still the hooded men refuse to give up.

OOC: Fredrick sustained a 5 HP wound to the arm. He cast a shield spell to fend off another attack which I did not describe here.

One of the men is "feared" by Fredrick's cutting words and is cowering in the corner. One of the other men is gravely injured. Post another round of action. I don't think it'll last longer than the next round as the brothers outnumber the attackers

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Fredrick Grannar
 player, 82 posts
Mon 15 Jan 2018
at 13:56
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Frederick had never gotten into a straight up fight like this before, a couple of scuffles and some practice fights and such, but never fighting for his life in the muck like this. He's always been supporting his superiors or doing his job. A part of him wanted to flee but the other part made him stand firm, this was who he was and he'd be damned if he didn't stand up and fight.

Unfortunately that still didn't mean he was an expert swordsman, or even a good one at that. His rapier was mostly ineffective as he attempted to put the final man out of action.

Unsurprisingly didn't hit anything while trying to stay in the fight.

13:55, Today: Fredrick Grannar rolled 5 using 1d20+3.  Rapier.

Guildmaster
 GM, 311 posts
Sun 21 Jan 2018
at 12:18
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As deadly as the hooded figures are, the Blackmere siblings prove to be equally deadly when working as a team. The fight is over as quickly as it started and with the tide turning against the hooded men, the one remaining fighter upon seeing one of the men fall under the sword, now beats back a retreat and flees.

 "Let's get outta here!" He cries. He doesn't look back. The formerly cowering companion manages to snap out of his fear and clambers to his feet in an effort to flee...

OOC: One of the hooded men is dead. The other two (One is injured and bleeding) is fleeing. You can choose to give chase or not. If you do give chase, roll an Athletics Dc 13 check to see if you manage to keep up with them. If not, let me know if you're investigating the bodies or whatever it is you want to do.
Fredrick Grannar
 player, 83 posts
Mon 22 Jan 2018
at 13:47
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Frederick calls to the others, "Try to grab one of them." He tries running after the pair of them, gaining on the injured one as he tries to tackle the thief down and stop him.

13:46, Today: Secret Roll: Fredrick Grannar rolled 17 using 1d20.  Athletics.

13:45, Today: Secret Roll: Fredrick Grannar rolled 9 using 1d20+1.  Concentration.

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Guildmaster
 GM, 313 posts
Thu 25 Jan 2018
at 05:03
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Ignoring the shooting pain in his arm, Frederick launches to his feet and gives chase to the wounded hooded individual. The uninjured but frightened man managed to run away panicked. But for his aggressive and injured partner, getting away was much more difficult and he soon finds himself cornered by Fredrick and the Blackmere siblings.

He pants and clutches his stomach wound as he leans against the stone wall, trying to catch his breath. Fredrick can see his eyes staring back at him through the two holes of the hood he wore. Frederick sees the man reaching for the dagger in his belt...

OOC: Dex contest rolls! Roll Dex if you wanna stop him, whatever it is that he's going to do.
Fredrick Grannar
 player, 84 posts
Thu 25 Jan 2018
at 10:05
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Frederick reaches out to try to grab the man's arm. This man might either be trying to attack again or to finish himself off before he can be questioned. Either way though he reaches out with his injured arm, causing him to flinch and slow his movement.

10:03, Today: Secret Roll: Fredrick Grannar rolled 4 using 1d20.  Dexterity.

Guildmaster
 GM, 315 posts
Mon 29 Jan 2018
at 09:00
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Faster than Fredrick or any of the Blackmere siblings can react to, the hooded individual draws a deadly looking knife from a hidden sheath.

"May the Red Fire take you!" he curses at them and in one swift motion, he plunges the weapon into his chest. Fredrick can hear the gurgling of blood as he slumps down to the ground, his breath wet and heavy. Blood starts to seep through the hood and dribbling onto the man's shirt...

The man's breath are slow... heavy...then stops.

The eldest Blackmere sibling curses at him, "Damn you Coward!' He turns to Fredrick, "Cowards all of them. I have a feeling one of these bodies belongs to the Abbot."
Fredrick Grannar
 player, 85 posts
Mon 29 Jan 2018
at 13:34
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Frederick grimaces as he sees the blood seep out and the light leave the man's eyes. Some bards knew spells to heal but he had never bothered to learn them, he'd never seen when they would come in useful, he didn't expect to be in a fight and now here he was in one. He takes a deep breath to calm himself and then looks to the others.

"Check for the abbot to make sure. They might have even captured him for all we know," as he says this he kneels down beside the man and starts looking around for anything that might be of use. Identifying marks, notes, anything to help give him an idea of who these people were and what they'd been doing. Once he'd searched the man he heads to the other to do the same.
Guildmaster
 GM, 319 posts
Mon 5 Feb 2018
at 16:39
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When Fredrick rips the hooded mask off the men who tried to kill them, he signs. These men looked like ordinary folk. People would have passed them on the street and none would be the wiser that these people were killers.

Fredrick began to search them and it was apparent that these men didn't bring much and were equipped only with the weapons they needed to finish their grisly job. However, when he searched their bodies, Fredrick noticed that tattooed on the back of their necks was a graphical design of an open flame.



"It's no use, they are all burnt beyond recognition," sighs Harold.

Just then Sandra, his sister calls out to them, she holds up a tiny scrap of burnt clothing, "I guess they must have tried to escape and were cut down and burnt. They don't look like fresh kills. Maybe whoever those hooded men were sent to clean up and we interrupted them."

"Sandra..." calls out Harold who is stooped over one of the bodies, "Look..."

Harold reaches into one the burnt corpses and brushes away the fabric covering the dead person's chest revealing a simple chain of gold of which a holy symbol of the Watcher hangs. "This... this is the Abbot's. Do you think....?

Sandra turns to Fredrick, "Do you know how to or maybe there is someone at the Order who specializes in this sort of thing - you know? To identify bodies?"
Fredrick Grannar
 player, 86 posts
Tue 6 Feb 2018
at 09:20
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Frederick quickly jots down the symbol in his little notebook. He can be more precise later when he writes in the communication book. He then heads over to the body the others had identified and takes a moment to look over it himself for any other identifying signs, respectfully of course, while saying, "Those kinds of spells aren't ones I have though there are others who will have access to them. I think it's fair to say though that someone wouldn't have transplanted the abbot's holy symbol onto another corpse; unless it's a misdirection but I doubt that. Let's secure the rest of the area and make sure no one else has gotten in. Where does this go and can it be sealed off at least temporarily?"
Guildmaster
 GM, 322 posts
Sun 11 Feb 2018
at 07:07
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"These tunnels lead into caves in the mountains, we don't know how far into the mountain it goes or where exactly they lead to," Harold said, "We've never traveled in there before. Maybe we could secure it by closing off the well which led down to these sewers. Will they suffice?"

Sandra looked at the bodies and sighs, "I suppose the least we could do is give these poor souls a proper burial."

She looks up at Fredrick and asks, "While we do that, what are you going to do, Inquisitor?"

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Fredrick Grannar
 player, 87 posts
Sun 11 Feb 2018
at 12:24
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Frederick nods, "Sealing off the well should do for now once the bodies have been moved. The first thing I need to do is report on these events, that shouldn't take long though and then I suggest we all search the premises quite thoroughly. We should go in pairs just in case. Also while I don't want to sound disrespectful, I suggest the burials wait until I hear back from my superiors. If they can send someone capable of speaking with the dead in short order, it wouldn't do to be digging up graves."
Guildmaster
 GM, 325 posts
Thu 15 Feb 2018
at 12:08
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After making his report to his superiors, Fredrick and the Blackmere siblings did what they could to search, investigate and secure the ransacked Red Haven Abbey. It was tough, tedious work and when it was all done, Fredrick took the opportunity lie back on one of the wooden benches. He was terribly tired, his arm was aching but his mind was in overdrive.

Through searching the Abbot's study, reading through his notes and listening to what the Blackmere siblings had to say, Fredrick was convinced that the Abbot James was hanging onto, or perhaps guarding one of the legendary shards of Iris. And if that was true, there was alot of reasons why the Abbot would be a target of assassination.

But how did this tie in with the stolen painting of Harold Barimont? Or did it even link? But why would Elisa, the long-lost sister of Harold Barimont be tied to someone that led him on a trail straight to the Red Haven Abbey, and just on the night where the Abbey was attacked?

If only there were some answers that were more clear cut....


"Yo, you lazy bum!" called out a voice that Fredrick found all too familiar.

Fredrick opened his eyes. Light was shining through the stained glass windows of the Abbey. It was morning and Althane was standing over him. "Wow, you look like shit," his friend chuckled.

Fredrick groaned and shielded his eyes from the sun as he sat up and arched his back. Althane, his squire Gerome was closeby, as were a group of Inquisitors, who no doubt hurried here after his report last night. But what surprised him most was the appearance of the Grand Inquisitor, Tharius Kilbare.

"While you were out chasing legendary artifacts, I kinda solved our case. Well, somewhat," said Althane. "Remember that sleezeball magic merchant Thaldrin? Obviously, when we threatened to lock him up, he squeaked. We both concluded he had something to hide, right? Well, he did. He has a mistress and according to him, she's none other than Elisa, Harold Barimont's sister. And how does he sneaks her in and out of his office? Well, he loaned her an invisibility cloak. Now, we all know that is already a punishable offence.

So, my conclusion is, Elisa probably stole her step-brother's painting via an invisibility cloak! So, now we just have to track down Elisa."

Just then, the Grand Inquisitor joins in.

"Fredrick, we came as fast as we could. If the Legendary Shard of Iris is in danger, then we all are. Now, where was the body you suspect is the Abbot?"

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Fredrick Grannar
 player, 88 posts
Thu 15 Feb 2018
at 12:59
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It takes a moment for Frederick to come out of the haze of sleep. It hand't been long or comfortable but he's on his feet when he sees all the inquisitors. He even manages a short bow to the Grand Inquisitor when he spots him.

He listens to those speaking, his mind still kicking in speed as it processes what he's hearing. The Grand Inquisitor's words seem the most pressing and he indicates outside, leading the way, "We found the bodies down in the sewer, I had the Blackmeres bring them all out but hold off on burying them in case someone arrived who could investigate."

As he takes them outside he looks over at Althane, "The sister? That doesn't seem right. It would fit in some ways but then some things don't make sense. Hold on I'll get my notes in a moment."

Once he shows the inquisitors the bodies he describes last night's events, answering any questions on details that might come up and then, assuming he has a chance to consult with his colleage, finds his pack and pulls his notebook out. He flips to the pages where he had conducting his interrogation of Elisa and begins explaining.
"I placed her under an incantation that would not allow lies to be spoken within it, I would have known if she had resisted it. I had found what I believe is a sending stone in her possession," he pulls it out of his pack showing it to Althane. "Did that man have one too? Anyway she gave no indication that she knew who she was speaking to through this stone despite my questioning. She also said she did not know about any other magical items so it wouldn't make sense that she was using an invisibility cloak."
Guildmaster
 GM, 326 posts
Thu 15 Feb 2018
at 14:25
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As Fredrick leads the Grand Inquisitor and Althane to where the bodies are kept, he goes over his notes and what he says about Elisa gives all three of them pause.

"Thaldrin? No, he didn't have a speaking stone, at least we didn't find any when we searched his person, his staff and his warehouse," revealed Althane.

Even the Grand Inquisitor's brow furrowed, "So if we were to break this down, we've got someone running lose with an invisibility cloak and quite possibly a sending stone as well. And this person looks like or if we do not want to rule it out, is Elisa. And this very same person is who you chased to Red Haven Abbey?"
Fredrick Grannar
 player, 89 posts
Thu 15 Feb 2018
at 15:45
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Frederick shakes his head, "No sir, I was sent here when I reported in via sending. I had requested magical assistance in scrying or divination. I was on the trail of a man, the name I received is Philip though it's probably an alias. I have something that he had on him at one point though." Frederick produces the locket, showing it to the others. "I believe he is a magic user of some sort based on what I've found, he might be the one we had been looking for. It is entirely possible that this situation at the abbey is a coincidence. Then again given the circumstances I would certainly not be surprised if this man was involved."
Guildmaster
 GM, 328 posts
Mon 19 Feb 2018
at 02:37
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Kilbare takes the locket from Fredrick and turns it over in his hand, "So, if this Philip is a magic user, is it quite possible that he has the ability to take on the identity of Elisa, or perhaps he's working with a "Elisa", or at least someone who has stolen the identity of the real Elisa."

"Keep the locket and the sending stone, if this is how "Phillip" stays in touch with the real Elisa, then it's possible that he might try to contact her again. Or perhaps we can contact him, posing as Elisa?"
Fredrick Grannar
 player, 90 posts
Mon 19 Feb 2018
at 13:45
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Frederick nods and takes them back, "Can someone attempt to locate this man through the locket. Maybe at least get an idea of how he looks from when he last handled it. As for the stone who will attempt to impersonate Elisa? I would assume we'll need a woman for that."
Guildmaster
 GM, 331 posts
Sun 25 Feb 2018
at 09:23
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It is clear, the Grand Inquisitor is more interested in the locket. He takes it from Frederick and says, "I'll get someone who has a more powerful srcying method to try and see if we can get to know our mysterious Phillip better. In the meantime, you two figure out how we can contact him."

When they are alone, Althane strokes his chin thoughtfully. "You know, with a well placed illusion spell, anyone could pass off as a woman," Althane quipped, looking at Frederick meaningfully. "Or what are the chances of Elisa cooperating with us? Maybe no one needs to go into disguise if Elisa can reach out to him and try to lure him into a place of our choosing."
Fredrick Grannar
 player, 92 posts
Mon 26 Feb 2018
at 13:41
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Frederick crosses his arms, drumming his fingers as he considers this. "I think due to how this stone works, either will be tricky. An illusion will do nothing for mental communication, so looking like her will only be useful assuming we can already arrange a meeting. It's possible we could get her to cooperate but that would mean giving her the stone but once she has it, she could tell him anything she wants and we'd be none the wiser. I'm not sure if one could fake a mental communication, make someone believe they're another person. If that's possible then any of us could pretend to be her and arrange to meet him."
Guildmaster
 GM, 333 posts
Tue 27 Feb 2018
at 03:13
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"That's a good point," Althane nods in agreement about impersonating someone mentally. His friend takes a seat on one of the pews before adding with a cheeky grin, "Unless of course you compel the real Elisa to speak the truth. Either by way of threats or some sort of magical manipulation, or through some love spell. After all, it does seem like the real Elisa is somewhat gullible and in need of love."
Fredrick Grannar
 player, 93 posts
Tue 27 Feb 2018
at 09:01
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Frederick raises an eyebrow at that, "Do we really want to achieve our goals through such manipulation?" Before Althane can answer he cuts in again, "Foolish question, I don't know why I asked it."
He sighs and watching his friend weighs his duties as an inquisitor against his own morals and, what he hopes, are the morals of the inquisition. He has always held onto a bit of that ideological part of himself that hopes there's something better coming.
He sighs and then says, "Ok I suppose we should arrange to go back to the inn where she works. We can work out the details on the way, we'd best tell the others what we're doing too."

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Guildmaster
 GM, 337 posts
Sun 4 Mar 2018
at 14:05
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8th Firnset, Sunday, Year 215
Town of Marsis
6AM


Althane shrugs at Fredrick, "Desperate times call for desperate measures I guess."

After getting his arm bandaged up, packing up his belongings and sharing their plan with the Grand Inquisitor, Fredrick finds himself back on the road to Marsis. This time with Althane for company. Other than to water the horses, the pair of inquisitors don't stop and they ride through the night and as the first rays of the sun start to appear over the horizon, they see the sleepy town of Marsis in the valley below.

As they gallop past the first ridge line, Althan pulls at his reins and calls for Fredrick to stop, "Wait. Hold up. Two inquisitors riding into town will definitely draw attention.  So, let's talk over our plan a little. We're going in there to look for Eliza, right? Then?"
Fredrick Grannar
 player, 94 posts
Mon 5 Mar 2018
at 14:03
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Frederick pauses to look at his friend and smiles, "You could take your badge off, I'll call you some hired help or a subordinate or something. They know I'm an inquisitor but they don't know who or what you are. You could even pull the grumbly lout who befriends people who aren't a fan of me; you'd play that part so well." He gives a chuckle and then gives a short shrug, "I really don't know what to do with her when we have her. She might have even fled after our last encounter if she really is the problem here, but that's its own problem. Assuming she's there I ... All I've got is talking to her and seeing if she'll be cooperative. Like I said we can't force her to help. We don't know how much she actually knows, maybe we can convince her that this guy means her harm or something and to help us to save herself?"
Guildmaster
 GM, 342 posts
Sat 14 Apr 2018
at 04:09
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Althane grumbles at his friend, "I'm only a lout to someone who doesn't know how to have fun."

He waves a dismissive hand and adds, "Alright. Taking off the badge. I'm going to just go in there as a regular customer and pretend not to know you and be your backup. It's probably less intimidating to have only one person question her. If she tries anything funny, I have my wand ready."

* * * * *

When they re-enter the tavern, it is extremely quiet for it was only the break of day and many of the drunks who lay about the tavern floor were still asleep. Eliza hadn't run away as Fredrick feared initially. Instead, the simple girl is scrubbing the floor with a brush and trying to clean a puddle of vomit.

"We're closed!" she barks when she hears the tavern door open and close. Eliza looks up and realizes it is Fredrick and a stranger. Her expression turns to resignation, "You're back. What do you want? And you," she says, pointing her brush at Althane, "I said we're closed."