Posts from Black Ice

- The Order has always tried to avoid political problems, but although I did not support Helligkeit in their trouble, I will not hide the fact that I absolutely do not like the Empire's activity lately. If possible, I would like to avoid giving the Emperor new reasons for conflicts with the kingdoms. Perhaps, if we can punish the culprit and return the lost sword, everything will be resolved. The main problem is that, according to intelligence data, there are good reasons to believe that the murderer was Jonas Schneider, our former comrade. He never felt any love for the Emperor, considering him just another powerful Wizard, and not a god, as he is called in the Empire. In his opinion, the Order's duty is to "destroy him and free the poor souls from the control of the villain who craves world domination." Knowing him, I can say that he would not attack the emissary without good reason or some well-thought-out idea. The First Watchman, Hartmann, and I will gather and lead a squad and try to figure out what happened. You will go with us.

- The task is clear, Master. When do we set off?

-Forgive me for interrupting, Master. Am I disturbing you?

-- David, why are you so worried? Who cares what someone makes up about themselves! I remember knowing a guy when I was a kid, a friend of my dad. He was a fisherman and made up a story that one day he was swallowed by a whale. And he started tickling its belly from the inside, and the whale spat him out, but it didn't spit out his sable coat; it was delicious. So, the friend of my dad's wife was left without a coat.

- Right now. - The Grand Master rose from his desk and headed towards the exit, where Theohar was standing.

- A mage? Excellent, you're coming with us.
Richard Grey confidently walked through the castle, with Lugus and Theohar following him. On their way, they met a group of three girls, and the Grand Master stopped and addressed the winged girl. - The order's priorities have changed, Aurora. The diplomatic mission is canceled. We need a healer. You and you. - The Master pointed to Ner'gai and Mariette. - You both look like capable warriors, come with us. - Then he addressed all five of them. - I expect to see all of you in fifteen minutes at the storage room. Attendance is mandatory. - With these words, he left, leaving his subordinates standing in confusion.

Sirhan stood in the hall at this time, looking bored.

Half an hour of searching yielded results.
In the hall (well, where else, as always in the most prominent place!), David found Sirkhan.
“Hey!” the Koranian extended his hand to his fellow countryman. “Waimond told me that you were interested in working in Thiria. Thorvar and I would also like to go there. If you haven’t changed your mind, we can go to the boss one more time, and he will tell us the details.”