Myr's Sword (Surraruthru)

[Iron Dragoon]

I was planning to try some research and divination before I head off. If nothing else, I'll have to check with others to see who would be best suited to take.

[Anastasia]

Sure, describe what you're doing.

[Iron Dragoon]

Surraruthru heads back to the library, ready to dive in and look for any lore regarding Secretus or sightings of six valeoloths hanging from trees, trying to come up with a bit more detailed information to go off of before he tries any divination.

[Anastasia]

K:P check then with the +15 library bonus. Go ahead and list any other boosters and roll.

[Iron Dragoon]

> roll 1d20+34+15 K:P/Library
<Serith> Iddy roll for Serith < 69 > [d20=20]

[Anastasia]

There is little of such a yugoloth. Only allusions at best, to a lord of secrets, hidden in the grove of six. The hung ones, where the path to all mysteries lie. The place where the sacrifice of your neck opens the way to others. Screeds from madmen claiming that the only key to secrets is to make yourself a secret, cross yourself out and remove yourself in the most direct way. Hate. So much hate. Books bound by charms and wards against evil, the names of holy deities written on them to hold the vile words within at bay. Whispers, the desire to remove. Warnings that the past is what they say it is, not what it was. With secrets come the ability to change anything unknown. The loss of knowledge makes everything mean whatever you want it to mean.

What is reality when you hide it all? In shadows you all become whatever the shadow master wishes. Of course, the only way to obtain that power is to make secrets only you know. Two people can keep a secret if only one is alive. Destroy the records. Burn the books. Slaughter those who know. Offer them to he who must not be named. They will be consumed now and forever, destroyed to the last and your secrets safe. In that comes power, the power to control all. Offer it to the hanging of the six, atop Lost Precipice. Make the sides of the mountain run with the blood of those who know.

Niflheim. The Lost Precipice. You tear away from the books with a shudder, sick and exhausted. Your pulse races, your heart thunders in your chest. A mountain. Yes, a mountain, the Lost Precipice. You know now.

[Iron Dragoon]

Surraruthru shivers, snapping his wings as he takes flight, looking for Sage Vul'lath.

[Anastasia]

He's found deep in the library with Elder Magi Tepen. They're looking over some sort of grand diagram, a blue print on a paper about 20ft long and 10ft tall, spread out over a huge table.

[Iron Dragoon]

Surraruthru lands on the edge of the table.

"You're both here, good. Do you have a moment?"

He asks this while eyeing the blueprint.

[Anastasia]

It looks like some sort of complex...thing. You aren't sure offhand.

K:A if you're studying the blue print.

"Yes?" Sage Vul'lath says, with a slight sigh.

"Chin up," Tepen chides, "We're all here in the service of the Crusade. What do you need?"

[Iron Dragoon]

> roll 1d20+34 K:A
<Serith> Iddy roll for Serith < 40 > [d20=6]

"I've met with Machos and gotten a lead on who to target to try and engineer the appearance of the Sword of Myr. I did some research on what have gave me, and I have... concerns. This seems to be a being who has knowledge and secrets sacrificed to it in exchange for power of lost knowledge..." Surraruthru relates all he found to them.

"This seems a fairly significant endeavor. Can you think of anything I missed in my interpretation or things to prepare before I try this?"

[Anastasia]

The two exchange a look, with Sage Vul'lath dryly saying, "I believe he's one of my picks."

"Mystra's mercy, he is." Tepen says. "Surraruthru, never mind that, it's not important. Your interpretation seems apt. What are you planning to try, for such a being shouldn't be lightly trifled with."

[Iron Dragoon]

Surraruthru looks confused at their comments. "What does that mean? One of your picks?"

Then he shakes his head and gets back on topic.

"I'm planning to try and force a confrontation between Secretus and myself... and whoever wants to help me... to force the Sword of Myr to appear. Everything I've discovered about the sword indicates that something like Secretus is exactly what it's been created to fight against and it's preferred foe. If we can get it to appear, and win it's allegiance, it will be an *extremely* potent weapon against our enemies. And it's a task from Seira."

[Anastasia]

"A bet, nothing more," Tepen says. "In that case, the best advice I can give you is to bring powerful allies. You're going into the teeth of a yugoloth's defenses."

[Iron Dragoon]

"What was the bet? Do you have any suggestions on who to bring with me?"