Secrets Still Hidden... for the present
The Never Ending Quest - Episode 59127
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Luckily for Astra, for the Princess Ithamarastra, her understanidng of
the many peoples of the Continent, of Hanvnheim, was not greatly
developed. Sure, she knew how to kill, maim, and otherwise subdue a
person, but in her studies the question of other religions hadn't been
stressed. Astra believed that her people were the best, her nation was
the best, and her worship of the pantheons was the best - and as such,
exclusive to her native lands. Whereas she thought that only Aqualarians
worshipped the goddesses and the rest of the mundane peoples, ruled as
they were by men, worshipped only the gods... she was wrong. Good thing
too. Even as Ithamarastra used her napkin to clean the mess, the Governor snapped his fingers, saying: "Limpielo, clean it." A servant came close, holding a cloth, and he gently bade Astra not to make the effort. The servant then commenced to clean. Governor Gilder continued to smile softly. He didn't know who this woman was, but she wasn't nobility, he thought. No nobleborn would make the effort of cleaning while servants were closeby. The mystery remained as to who she was, but he had learned something new. He took another sip of his drink and hoped his agents (secret and otherwise) were making good time in their tasks... -------------------- -------------------- -------------------- Ambassador Whickid sat in a chamber full of beakers and tubes, emulsions and solutions, where cooking pots glowed and odd odors permeated. The women had already pricked, prodded, poked and pushed him around - his hands were bandaged and he was quite tired, but he was not allowed to leave. A nearby plate held some of his blood, taken from the tip of his forefinger on his left hand, one of the maidens had mixed with it some cream and was simply staring at it. Another woman had scraped some of his skin into a bowl and was doing some other test while the Lady Aephi was holding a discourse with three other young women. "...S.H.R. in the majority of cases," she was saying. "Location of perpetrator is another story altogether but the proper examinations will lead to facts illuminating the question at hand." "But what about the Myrrdin Influence?" asked one of the women. "Good thinking," answered the Lady Aephi. "Yes, there are... ambiguities to our process, but when we do find supranatural hexic residue it makes our work easier." The group then rose and approached a table with a flat dish which held a small piece of tissue from the Ambassador which had been seeped in a mixture of ointments and powders. The Lady Aephi took two long needles and began to work the flesh within the mixture. "We're looking for anything that will take us from our witness to our perpetrator, ladies... that is the needlecraft." -------------------- -------------------- -------------------- Leonardo Gharsia moved like a demon through the night... alighted as he was on one of his master's horses, the swift Mercurio. He had a long journey that needed to be made short and quick, the steed was part of the solution. On his own back he carried a pack of leather and wood which in turn held three pigeons, once he gained his answer it would be they who took the news back to the Governor in Corona. His destination was the Principality of Madon, nestled as it was west of Hespan and east of Allaria and having outposts where both kingdoms did business and held representatives, official and not. He would do whatever necessary to get the information about the two Allarians in his master's palace, and he would send that information back to Hespan on the swiftest of wings...
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