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npc inbox: taravast


NPC INBOX: TARAVAST

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PREVIOUS NPC INBOX FOR ARC I: SA-HARETH & STAIRS OF SIGHS

MACALUSO
Earnest and moderate nephew of Bonaccorso, seeking to succeed his grandfather. A pursuer of astronomy, accountancy, diplomacy and elemental magic, with a long history of supporting the witches of Bessis. Champions firmer ties with foreign citadels to improve Taravast's access to armies and resources. Looking to choose a bride.
VANNOZZA
Beautiful and fierce niece of Bonaccorso, contending to become the next Ilia Doxe. Mind of a scientist and a lady of the hunt. A practitioner and frequent visitor of the necromantic and healing sectors. Has entertained and turned away more lovers than the heroine of a particularly sappy romance novel. Often indisposed.
RIGARDA
Lively, charismatic and gossip-prone lady of the highest echelons, received at every gathering. Can slaughter half a dozen reputations with the right twitch of her brows before breakfast. An associate of the Merchant's and old friend of the current Ilia Doxe of Taravast, Bonaccorso. Indifferent in the game of succession. Loathes crumpets and witches.
THE LAVISH LOCALS
From the witches of Bessis or Attaryl to academicians, politicians, nobles, servant folk, artists or protestors — if you’ve got a question, someone can surely supply an answer.
THE MERCHANT
The patron saint of etiquette and the eastbound getaway expedition. Seems to largely trade information alongside wares. Appreciates spices, strategy and collaboration. Has an eerie and overly cautious manner. Committed. Defends the benefit of the many, to the detriment of the few.
KARSA
Sorceress, young (?). Employed by the Merchant and deferential to him. Talented but fiery and frequently impatient, intolerant of fools. She will get today's job done yesterday. Struggles to sympathise with men, objections and those who cannot absorb information quickly. Enchanted the group's translation devices. Only available until 28/12.
ASGEIRR
The ghost of a scholar monk. Haunts the tattered execution cloak that the party stole from the La Rea bank in Sa-Hareth. Once a champion of equality and freedom, he faced ire for converting his followers against the regionally profitable trade of slavery. Soft-spoken but wise and just, slow to regain his strength. Will speak to those who visit his cloak in brief interludes. Favours necromancers.


SA-HARETH

"HALTHAM" | ANURR
The undead warlord Anurr, previously posing as gentle-mannered giant Haltham. An embodiment of Sa-Hareth's cold storms and wind, who regained his territory from contender Unhalad with the inadvertent help of the party in Arc I. Frostily rational and amenable to some negotiation.

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[personal profile] aprescoup 2021-11-13 11:50 pm (UTC)(link)
( She yields her hand with a flourish, landing it soft in Wrath's grasp: beneath thin, pale skin, her pulse languishes, but carries. Past that, her body and her being, the essence of her spirit, appear as if they are unpeeling from each other in a slow, incremental sequence.

She bides her time: )


I would not even know what to tell you. Before the latest spell of... inconvenience, I... experienced the same discomfort as all of you in the tower of Bessis. I have been taking wine and, fair, some of grandfather's opiates, but they are an old introduction to my diet. ( Unlikely, she seems to suggest, to have triggered a relapse. ) I have been receiving visits, but neither my lovers, my petitioners or my necromancers undertook rites. I accepted... a gift of flowers, one of furs, and... jewellery, I am ever sent gold.

( She waves towards the idle spread of her coffers, distantly available. )

Then, grandfather took ill, and, of course, I followed every healers' precaution before being deemed suitable to visit. And now, days after, my city burns, and my back with it. Perhaps the two are linked.
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[personal profile] inferus 2021-11-14 12:34 am (UTC)(link)
( Wrath is used to dealing with souls- not spirits, leading them to the afterlife, bargaining for them as only the devil might. But still he attempts to call her spirit back to him, to this. She has made no such deal, and so her spirit should be her own. Her spirit would be better protected by the denizens of Hell itself than it apparently is here.

His gaze drifts to the coffers. )


I find it unlikely any of the objects may be related, but I would like to look them over just in case.

( If he can sense or see anything magical within them, it might be something. He is not certain of where to go from here, from this moment. His dark gaze lifts to her own with her hand still in his. )

It may be linked. ( He does not have the evidence to say. ) Did any similar thing happen before your affliction returned? Every time that it did? If you can fine a pattern, there may be an answer within that.

Does your cousin know of your affliction?
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[personal profile] aprescoup 2021-11-14 12:46 am (UTC)(link)
( Another wave of the hand, and she allows the search of her possessions: they lack in all signs of magical tampering or presence. On her smallest service table, wine and opiates, as she had indicated — strong powders, but they too lack any magical intervention. The wine, while rich, is common. )

Of course. We were friends and children together. Macaluso has... ( Here, the roll of her eyes. ) A romanticised vision of what cousins can achieve together in union. He has trailed after my skirts as long as I remember.

( And her memory runs long. ) He knows. If I could identify a pattern, there would be no need for you, any of you. Sometimes, I laugh with grandfather when I take sick over my wine, and so does he, and we agree: perhaps I was born with my spirit aged, and my body now and then remembers it.
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[personal profile] inferus 2021-11-15 12:25 am (UTC)(link)
( Wrath thought there was little chance to find answers within the objects around her, but he wants to leave no stone unturned as he stands beside the objects. He takes in her words, filing away this information too, turning back to look at her. )

Your cousin must be just as concerned with finding a cure then.

( He is used to dealing with souls, not spirits, and it has become clear to him how different a spirit is to a soul. Can spirits be 'aged' in that way? It does not explain the feeling of death itself he gets from her. )

On that note, I won't take any more of your time. I will let you know when I find anything of note, my lady. ( He bows his head slightly and then exits the way he came in. )