So much for quiet.

Session 1

I thought that we had found a quiet spot in Creation, I really ought to stop hoping for luck as I seem to be beset by a particularly subtle and malicious starborn. 

Things had looked promising to begin with, I found the village easily enough after the Servants led me as far as they could. It was a strange place to be sure but not problematically so, then I met the 'Glorious Sensei,' it tells you alot about a man when you find him in front of a statue to himself. Braggadocio aside he was pleasent enough though, I can respect a man trying to do right by his people even if his confidence bordered on the suicidal. It came as little surprise that he claimed to be god-blooded given his stated ambitions or even perhaps a Lost Egg of low breeding. Regardless of shape it is rare to find a mortal with goals as lofty as attempting to restore literacy to Creation.

If nothing else he was certainly generous in his invitation for a meal and the relative ease with which he promised me such a great deal of supplies. As he showed me around the village I quickly noted that it had potential. I was not certain whether it was the manner in which the (apparently literate) people carried themselves or if it was the scope with which the Sensei spoke but I was certain that place could be great. It did not concern me as long as they honored our arrangements and stayed away from my home. I felt fairly comfortable with the circumstances up until that point, then things rapidly grew out of control at a lunatic pace.

First there was the young noblewoman (possibly lesser royalty) and her guard, a stern man but then again with such a charge I could hardly fault him. I admit that I let my curiosity get the better of me, she was barely even trying to hide who she was despite her retainer's valiant attempts. A young woman escorted by a bodyguard, speaking of a need to move and arriving on a mere fishing boat? She is either running from or pursing something, in any case I strongly doubt 'Aela' or 'Root' are their real names.

If that was not enough to be problematic, the Sensei then started speaking of Sol Invictus! I only engaged him in brief debate but it became clear rather quickly that the man possessed a strange devotion to a god that should only be known to the dead and the treacherous. People in this town were suspicious to say the least.

Then came the local healer, there is something wrong with him. The sight of him drew an annoyance from me that I cannot identify or trace but the unease was enough to temporarily catch me off-guard. The man himself was much more fit and large than one would expect a local healer to be and considering the days events, was probably more skilled than one should be. I would have to avoid the man as best I am able, he already began to question me within seconds of our meeting.

In any case we managed to part ways well enough, the Sensei resumed his duties in his village, the trio of odd ones continued their meal and for my part I was looking forward to loading up my wagon and returning before Nemi decided to light me on fire for making her wait.

At that point the day seemed problematic but still salvageable, the town had some odd people but I could hardly claim to be an exception. Then came the Seras.  There are many things that one can dismiss as coincidence, the town, its strange leader, the runaways and the healer. All unexpected, all potential complications but still within the realm of extreme coincidence. What looked like a large part of noble house showing up to deliver a child led by an old man going on about stars? If saying that such a thing warrants concern is paranoia then I would gladly except the label.

It seemed that the healer did not share my worries for the moment the old man had finished his explanation to the Sensei (who seemed rightfully taken aback by the declaratory style of the old noble), he was already making for the heavily preganant woman and dragging her off to examine her state. Given the blind idiocy of forcing a woman in such a state to travel I could hardly fault him.

Abandoning the spectacle I turned to the library, I figured avoiding contact with the elder was the wise course. Also it was a chance to get a better handle on my the value of my books to the village. As it turned out they were rather good, a tad dogmatic perhaps but they were positively rife with information that I did not expect to find. Perhaps I grew a touch to engrossed because I did not notice the arrival of the Sensei and the old man. If I had then I would have perhaps to retreat before engaging him. 

He was not a rude man but it only took a few words to realize that I needed to leave, sooner rather than later. I needed to get home and recall all the servants. If the man was not a Sidereal then he was mad in the way he spoke of the wretch known as fate. He gave the runaways a similarly ominous greeting when he had finished with me.

I was preparing to leave when the road suddenly became blocked by a SECOND noble family who had arrived with the exact same request. 

So much for quiet. Nemi was going to kill me.




elkovash Orlianus

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