Posts from Fëanor Taonkracht (Alexeagle)

They didn't have to wait long: Udi-Lar emerged from the tower, dragging Sligar behind him, muttering:
--What a fool, what a fool he is! But his foolishness saved me, his brave foolishness.

“Well, well, look who I see!” Feanor Udi-Laru exclaimed. “Udi-Laru, you can’t explain to me why you all decided to climb the Peiramata Tower. By the way, what happened to Peiramata himself?”

--Where did you get this knowledge? Who are you, anyway?

Deciding that Udi-Laru shouldn't know he had been eavesdropping at the door, Feanor replied: I am Feanor. Slirr called you by name when you freed us from the cell, that's how I know your name.

--Your Feanora? Alright.
Udi-Lar saw Raizor emerge from hiding.
--Your insolent face is back again! Aren't you tired of it? -- he greeted him. Then he noticed his thief companion.
--And what are you doing here?

– Will you tell me why you went to the Peiramata Tower, or not?

--And what's up with your dragon-dog?

--Just curious, what you needed it for.

Yoru also asked questions regarding the goblin. Eventually, he gave up due to the barrage of questions. --I will defeat Peiramata. Now I can take Peiramata's things, many, many things. And I can take the disease.

--Is Peiramat dead? Okay. And does the virus happen to be called Azh1nu1?

“I don’t even want to know what that stuff in the jar is called,” Udyr said, hinting that he preferred to remain ignorant.

Feanor was sure that Udi-Laru was tasked with stealing Azh1nu1. He mentally thanked his curiosity first; without it, he wouldn't have even thought of eavesdropping on the goblins; Cereru for bringing him to Peiramatus; Peiramatus himself for creating the virus; and all the gods and spirits of the world of Nero for allowing him to steal the vials with the virus.
--Alright, go get your virus. Thanks for freeing me. Which way is the Vault?

"You search, I don't care," the unfriendly goblin replied calmly and headed back to the tower, placing Sligar in the cart.
However, one might think that the Cache is located along the country road.

--Okay, let's agree on that.
Feanor hurried to the Dungeon. Upon reaching the house, he hid the virus in a secret niche and began reading Peiramatus's notes.

The entries were 90% descriptions of the last days of the deceased goblins' lives. The last ones contained observations of Fëanor and Slirr in the tower, mainly Fëanor's words, as well as Peiramath's comments on this. However, again, nothing particularly new, except for some mathematical calculations of the virus's reproduction rate and a formula for calculating its mana manipulations. According to these calculations, the virus in Fëanor's body was not going to die anytime soon.
The remaining entries were more interesting. They were also dedicated to Slirr, but not to his current imprisonment, but to what ended a few days ago. The symptoms were similar, but the experiment ended with a strange interaction between the goblin and the cell's grate (which contained a magically fluorescent substance), as a result of which the cell opened and threw Slirr out using air magic.