Fire and Rain

[Brian]

"Not too good," Alec says, frowning.  "Um.  Someone asked me to give this to you, though."

Alec hands Nathan a piece of paper, which has a message scrawled on it -- in English.

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Meet me in the library.  I trust you and Parth, but no one else.

It's unsigned.

[Rezantis]

Nathan blinks, then after reading crumples up the piece of paper and sticks it in a belt pouch.

"Thanks. The reason I was asking was . . ." he looks around and lowers his tone to be sure they can't be overheard, "they're sending me south to the Archonae with a few lorekeepers to do some sneaking around, and . . . well, yeah," Nathan winces, "I'm sorry to leave you behind, but . . ."

[Brian]

Alec looks unhappy, but nods.  "I understand," he says quietly.

[Rezantis]

"I'm sorry, but . . . well," he lowers his voice some and takes Alec aside, "Can you do me a favour anyway?  Keep an eye on Phil, and make sure he doesn't do anything stupid and get himself killed."  

Nathan rolls his eyes and grins.

"That's not a license to dive in front of another jotun club, though - got it?"

[Dracos]

Dracos rubbed his beard, a thought suddenly coming to him, waiting for Nathan to finish his apparently private conversation.  "Nathan, remember what Radagast said down in the vaults about the moonlight and it's relation to the crystal of Lienne?"

Dracos

[Bjorn]

From his place in the Keep ranks, away from both Philip and Nathan, Bjorn watched the Titan's rampage with cold eyes.  

When it finished, he turned, and saw about overseeing the standing down of the troops.  When that job is finished, he seeks out Lammermore.

[Brian]

The troops are all in excelent condition, since there was no combat today, though they seem a bit stunned ... at least, the ones who saw the Titan do, anyway.

Lammermore is not too far away, watching the men file back into the camp, and leave the courtyard.

Phil and Nathan now move to Masquerade.

[Bjorn]

Bjorn approaches Sir Lammermore.  "An easy battle," he says softly.

[Brian]

"It would seem so," Lammermore supplies somewhat doubtfully, glancing across the field before the great doors rachet closed.

"A little too convenient, though, I think," he says dropping his voice.

[Bjorn]

Bjorn lowers his own voice to match.  "Perhaps," he says.  "That would have been a fearsome battle had it not been for the Titan, I think."

[Brian]

Lammermore nods.  "Bjorn, I'd like you to do me a favor -- since I'm not needed here at the moment, I'm going to help Lord Kevin search for Durant.  Can you keep an eye on the men for me until I return?"

[Bjorn]

"Of course."  Bjorn smiles briefly.  "Not that there's much to do, seeing as we won't need to so much as refill a single quiver."

[Brian]

"Just in case," Lammermore says.  Bjorn notices at this point that Lammermore is not carrying the Sword of Seven Shadows -- he's just got his own, more traditional blade on hand.

[Bjorn]

Bjorn nods.  "Very well."  He frowns at Lammermore's sword, and then back up at him.  "Your blade is with Ekim, then?" he asks, very quietly.

[Brian]

"That's ... actually Kevin's blade, but yes," he says, rubbing at one temple with a grimace, and not meeting your eyes.  "It's ... not good to be badly wounded while using that weapon."