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Started by Brian, April 04, 2004, 01:55:07 AM

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Dracos

"Thank you.  As you have already noticed, neither of us really knows what a torc is and what happened following the loss of mine.  Could you please tell me what happened there in detail?"

Dracos
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Rezantis

"Hey, I do know what one is . . . and how about we talk while we walk?"
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Brian

Liandral frowns.  "Your torc," he says slowly, as though sifting through a great many memories, "was golden ... two wolf-heads....  It was stolen when you were sleeping one night, but a woman, I suspect, though you never said specifically."  He shrugs.  "That's the best I can remember."
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Dracos

"That was exactly as Parthipan described.  Hmm.  It clicks more thoroughly together.  What happened afterwards?"  Dracos rose, nodding to Rez.  "Walking while talking would likely be wise."

Dracos
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Brian

"When you didn't have it, you were called upon by a cousin of another family to display it ... to prove yourself," Liandral says slowly, squinting as if that helps him remember.  "Uh ... then ... when you didn't have it, Lord Markham took over, as the head of the second strongest family at that time."
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Rezantis

"Where did he get the torc he wears now, or was another made for him?"
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Brian

"Each of the six houses had its own torc at one time," Liandral says.  "Ah ... the Eagle torc was lost in the depths of a forbidden pass through the mountains by Hadrick Shuker."  He frowns, sorting through more of his memories.  "The Bear torc was lost in a siege a long time ago, when the clan leader was slain by soldiers of the dreadmarch, his torc stolen before it could be recovered.  Now, Lord Markham wears the torc of the Caribou house."
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Dracos

"Can you describe the torc of the Caribou house?"

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Rezantis

Rez grimaces at the mention of Hadrick's torc, but stays silent.
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Brian

"Yeah.  It's two reindeer, hooves outstretched, charging towards one-another," Liandral says, nodding.
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Rezantis

Rez hums.

"Liandral, who among the storm-riders would be wearing armour that's worked in gold and silver? I don't imagine there'd be many."
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Brian

"That ... I don't know," he says, shaking his head.  "Storm-riders value functionality over presentation, traditionally."
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Dracos

"Can you describe lord Markham?"

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Brian

"I'm afraid not," he says, shaking his head.  "My memory in that area is a bit more vague...."
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Dracos

Dracos nodded, thinking aloud.  "We know there is someone wearing that type of armor who has my Torc who is among the storm-riders.  We also know that among them there is treachery afoot, but not by whom or how.  We'll have to keep our eyes very open when among them."

Dracos shook his head, continuing on.

Dracos
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