Maruc Pleads His Case

Ludo sighed, in his experience the clergy were more about process being followed than taking action, they had just been told that a dangerous wizard was in their midst, yet they still wanted to question Maruc about his order. He fidgeted with frustration. Casually looking around he noticed that the guards were relaxed and that the shutters on the window were open to allow a cool breeze to flow through the hall. Lowering his backpack, he placed it against the wall next to a window and then stood and faced the ongoing proceedings. He figured that if things started to go badly, he would leap through the window and make himself scarce to come back and attempt a rescue later. Still he mused, if it wasn’t for the stubbornness of Feldard and Maruc then they would not be in this mess in the first place.

“Your Holiness, I have the pleasure of serving our Lord Halav, as you can see from my garb.” Maruc said carefully, this was a can of worms that must remain closed. “He has, as my companions will attest, guided our path vanquishing the evil that haunts this land. In His infinite wisdom he has guided us to you. Halav is wise and has placed us before you that we might be in a position to aid each other. True there are ecumenical differences between our beliefs but now is not the time to explore them. The laughter of our enemies will be our reward if we indulge in theological debate. However worthy.” Maruc had remained kneeling. “Needless to say I am not under your direct command from a religious perspective but whilst I am within your dioceses, I shall respect your customs and traditions and observe your laws. However roughly instituted by less devout people.” Maruc’s eyes swiveled to the rude sergeant. “And far-be-it to gainsay your loyal servant I am before you unarmed as your rules dictate. With the greatest respect your Holiness do we have your permission to rid your city of this foul wizard?”

Stephan stood at the back in a cold sweat. The priest was giving way too many details.

“By Xanathon!” he muttered to Feldard. “So much for stealth. We’re swiveling into doom, here.”

“Quiet!” barked Arthol.

The curate coolly turned his attention on the woodsman at the back. “Have you something to say, traveler?”

“Oh Haav…”, Stephan said sotto voice. He cleared his throat. “Beg, pardon, sir. I was only saying to my friend here, that we are happy to comply with your laws and hoping to find some good eats around here. Heh, heh.”

Stephan’s attempt at humor fell flat. The chambre was silent.

“Um, well. It’s just that I’ve heard Threshold has some mighty fine victuals. Da. And, um, drink!” He smiled, trying to alleviate the tension. “Da”, he faltered. “I’ll just be quiet, m’lord.” Stephan wished he could shrink to a mouse at that moment and run into a hole.

Ludo cringed, this was going badly.

The dwarf took position a step or two beside and just slightly behind the priest as Maruc greeted the Clerical Council.

Feldard couldn’t care less about stealth or subterfuge. But in truth, he didn’t understand why Maruc was offering up so much detail and seeking permission to go after Golthar. All Feldard had wanted was to be able to carry his axe about town, just like a swordsman was allowed to carry his sword. It was a simple enough request.. fair in fact.

The dwarf kept silent as he watched the priests reaction to Maruc’s request. Good thing to, given the guards reaction to Stephan’s quiet whisper. He remain quiet until he was spoken too.

Miklos realized that Maruc fully trusted the priestly elder. On the one hand he felt oddly pleased that some honesty was about in the world and he hoped Sherlane would respond kindly. Or Maruc was desperately indoctrinated to believe all clergy were as honest and forthright as he was. The mage saw that Maruc was leaning on the obvious mistrust the Clerical court seemed to hold against Magic Users. Miklos thought Maruc was treading a fine line. But it might pay off, he hoped for all their sakes it did. The patriarch might even allow them their weapons back…. or better might lend them the aid of the local militia? Even careful to keep a low profile Miklos kept his ears open and hid beside Lucius.

The elder cleared his throat and spoke. “I am familiar with the bizarre beliefs held by those of you in the Cult of Halav. There are many that regard all in your order as insane. You say there is a there is a threat inside our city walls—a rogue mage on the loose, is it? As you have noted, we have laws that deal with magecraft, and we are well equipped to deal with those who break the law.” He nodded in acknowledgment to Arthol, who grunted in satisfaction. “We also do not tolerate vigilantism. Frankly, I am tempted to have you escorted directly out of town.”



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7 responses to “Maruc Pleads His Case

  1. 1:05pm, Lunadain, the 6th of Flaurmont, 1001AC
    Moderately cloudy, calm

    Maruc: 10xp+10xp+10xp
    Miklos: 10xp+10xp
    Feldard: 10xp+10xp
    Stephan: 10xp+10xp
    Ludo: 10xp+10xp

    Maruc: 24,035/24000
    Miklos: 24,005/40000
    Feldard: 24,265/34000
    Hasan: 23,410/32000
    Stephan: 23,315/32000
    Ludo: 22,845/40,000

  2. Ludo

    Ludo inwardly fumed. The pompous fools! Stepping forward he approached the Court Elder. ‘My Lord, you imply that we intend to take action and violence against this evil mage, however we came to warn you of the danger. What action you take is of course up to you, not us. This mage is evil and he has many spies, some of which ‘could’ be here in this very room. He has murdered and led people into slavery. He has united goblin tribes to invade Duke Stephens lands, and murder his subjects. My friends and I risked our lives to bring you this information, and the reply from you is to evict us from town. I would suggest a prudent course of action is to ask us for his name and his description and then to bring him here for questioning. We have broken no town laws, we have not caused any disturbance within these walls, all we asked for was an audience with the leaders of the town, so they can be made aware of the danger that they and their citizens are in”. If the mage that I allude to has no secrets, he will soon make himself available for questioning by this council of esteemed town leaders. If he doesn’t then his very absence confirms his guilt”.

    With that statement Ludo moved back against the wall next to window.

  3. Feldard

    The dwarf scowled at the insults to Maruc and the Halav faith. “Well it seems your wisdom is as boundless” the words said dripping with sarcasm, “as your towns hospitality.” Feldard commented. “Since our presence is so disturbing, we will do our best to make our visit in your town brief. Just direct me to a weaponsmith where I can purchase a sword for defense, since you rules deny me access to my axe.”

  4. Feldard

    (your rules..)

  5. Maruc

    “Peace! My friends peace!” cried Maruc. “Patriarch Sherlane is wise and his views in his own citadel are sacrisanct. If he wishes us to leave. Leave we shall, but remember he has yet to decide. We have laid weighty matters before him. Doubt not the chosen of Halav for the will of Halav will guide him as he has guided me. I believe he will aid us for he will not wish to serve the evil that we chase.”
    Maruc turned to look into the eyes of the old man in open honesty and absolute trust. “He reminds us of our humility and that we must be careful of the power we tackle. He is farsighted and may be being mindful of our safety. And what lord would wish trouble within his walls?” Marucs level gaze bored into the keen eyes of the patriarch. “But equally his Holiness Sherlane knows his best chance of swiftly resolving this problem lies with those most steeped in the knowledge of his enemies. He can see into our hearts and he knows we are true. He alose knows we are steadfast in our pursiut of evil. He will not stand in our way for to do so would be against the will of Halav. He already knows the name of the man we seek. Do you not Holiness? Also His holiness knows my rank and refuses to use it, still for his insults against my order I have not judged him for the matter we persue is beyond petty bickering.”

  6. miklosdostevar

    Miklos was a little unnerved that Maruc had assumed that the Patriarch was aware of Golthar, because it persumed that Sherlane had done nothing about it. For all the others blustering defence of Maruc, Marucs words had a edge of steel to them the Miklos had not heard before. He had at once dismissed the rude interpretation of Marucs’ order and maintained the moral highground whilst subtly slighting the old man in the process. Miklos started to wonder what sort of a man Maruc was. Either way he had laid down the gauntlet, the question was – was Sherlane foresighted or blind?

  7. Stephan

    Stephan gulped a little too loudly. He still wished to be way out of this place. He imagined walking into the Black Jug Tavern and ordering a dark, woody brew. He loved the small of ale in his beard and was often purposefully sloppy while drinking just so he could wear the stuff as a sort of cologne. He’d have at least four steins if he could. He’d….

    The woodsman snapped back to attention and the reality of his situation weighed heavy on his brow. The chambre was still echoing, at that moment, with Feldard’s final word “axe!”. The dwarf stood defiantly before the town leaders. Stephan still wished to be a mouse and skirt out that window Ludo seemed to have claimed.

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