Fire In The Clerks Ward

[*Selebius]

Hasclaan shakes his head as he answers the Drow. "None."

[*Midnight]

The Notary answers the Measure first.

"The eye witness describes someone of Mauric's height and build although their face was hidden by a mask. I received a sending spell from Notary Larkin at the scene of the other incident and he describes a a wound made from a blade like this one. There are a few discrepancies. The angle of Mover Harris wound suggests a left handed attacker. The angle that the blade pierced Mover Burrel is the same."

He nods in Hasclaan's direction getting to his answer.


"But Burrel was attacked from the front suggesting a right handed assailant. As for mover Donal he has been poisoned. We believe the source is a trap in a bracelet he was wearing. The poison entered his body through the vein in his wrist. He didn't have a chance."

[*Selebius]

"Thank you.", Hasclaan says to the Notary then adresses Chari.

"As he was stabbed from the front he should have seen his killer. I suggest to call for the cleric again so he can ask him about what and who he saw."

[*LiquidDreamer]

"At once Sir Hasclaan." She looks to the notary addressing her, "Go to the blast site from this morning and tell the cleric that we once again need his services. I cannot stress time is off the utmost importance."

Chari looks around and silently wonders what is really going on.

[*Midnight]

The cleric arrives and presumably having run out of prepared spells he unrolls a scroll and reads it. When he has finished the body of The Namer sits straight up with the same glassy eyed stare and vacant sounding voice The Mover had.

"Why do you wake me?"

[*Selebius]

"If I may, Measure....", Hasclaan smiles at Chari then turns his attention to the priest and corpse.

"Who stabbed you?"

[*LiquidDreamer]

Chari gives a polite smile and let's Hasclaan speak.

[*DarkArc]

Awaiting the deceased's response, Charae stood a few feet away from Hasclaan as she whispered something to a nearby namer of the Red Death. The young namer ran off. It could be assumed that he was carrying a message.

[*Midnight]

The lips of the glassy eyed corpse twitch blood still flecking over them.

We were told it was Ashterot, I think it was... but he wore a mask."

[*Selebius]

"Thank you.", he nods to the cleric, ignoring the corpse, knowing well that there is no soul left inside it anyway. He turns to the Measure and Justicar, adressing the former.


"Measure, I request the assistance of your cleric once more. I want to find out what kind of demon killed the Notaries back at the outpost.

Remember- one of them seems to have been killed by a different creature. So I plan to ask that one and one of the other ones.

I will not be of much help here now anyway but I think this informations will be useful so I would like to return to the outpost once more."