Stories Side Dragons and Dungeons Daishains The Sage says...
"Do not be so hasty to dismiss your cousins Cratol. They may lack your courage and fighting prowess, and I must admit to more than a little disappointment in their lack of action that night, but that does not make them useless. And above all else, they are still bloodkin. Only betrayal can end that tie."
The next month passes quickly for Cratol, the slow process of restoring Redcliffe is begun, and its people begin trickling back in.
There is some quiet grumbling among the family over the naming of an unknown adolescent as the heir, but none can deny the actions Cratol has taken, nor the logic behind the Baron's decision. Soon enough, they warm up to Cratol, welcoming him as kin.
The Baron's word on their nature proves true as they turn to help in their own way. A rather bookish woman by the name of Almir proves rather adept in assisting the steward, helping keep the town's limited finances and supplies categorized and in order. Another repairs the keep's still and begins to produce various spirits, much needed after the hard days of work. Finally, it is Cratol's oldest cousin Aubert that leads the first trade wagons full of iron ore to market, returning with much needed funds and newly renegotiated supply contracts.
Baron Cale moves back into the keep after a few weeks. He seems to be in considerably better spirits and health now that he is home. Not long afterwards, he shows Cratol another part of his legacy.
A statue of a human woman holding a staff and wearing windswept robes is in the hall of the keep. The Baron meets Cratol there, alone, and says, "This is Alisma, known as the Stormcaller. It was she who earned the rights to this land and established our line, nearly four hundred years ago. A secret that should only be known to the Baron and his heir is that the staff is not decorative. It is hers, and still possesses some of the weatherworking magic she employed in life. If there is need for its power, grip the haft, and ask Alisma to lend you her strength. The statue will release the staff only for one of her blood. I have only ever had reason to use it to calm storms rather than call them, but I suspect that you will need its full power sooner or later."
Fay and Lia divert to the village. They aren't alone when they arrive, a number of elves bearing the regalia of King Melendrach, the ruler of this area, are picking it over.
There is a yellowish mist pervading the area,gathering in low hollows in the ground. The elves are all wearing goggles, have bound thick cloths around their lower face, and are regularly exiting the area to breathe fresh air. Edited: daishain on 5th Jul, 2017 - 6:04pm