Lysandus walks into the pub

[spawind]

Golden robes sweeping behind him, the elf glances around, looking for Greyson. Considering what he had heard from other sources... Better to have words beforehand.

[mcbale]

A figure in red robes taps Ly on the shoulder. "Looking for information Lysandus? Come, sit, will you have a drink?" Gray gestures to a tall bottle beside his, a few small glasses also sit around. He pours a measure of golden liquid into one and waits to pour a second.

[spawind]

Lysandus takes a seat, giving a pleasant nod, "That sounds reasonable. And yes, information is key. I presume that tomorrow, he head below to take a look at things? What information has been gleaned from those that have a habit of using the depths to do business?" He gestures towards the glass approvingly, "Suffice to say, the Guild of Mages is very interested in any information that can be gleamed and more personally, I quite like it up here, even if it is not my forests of old."

[mcbale]

Gray pours a stout measure and slides the glass across the table. He raises his glass in salute,"The honoured dead." He drains the glass in one pull and pours another measure before continuing. "I'm not heading below Ly, I was given a letter a week or so prior to out little trip to Derwentshire, from Hytalia, she reckons she knows that it was the Mithrans who are responsible. Alongside a lot bluster and the usual over confident and prideful bollocks, she suggested a cease fire until the Mithrans can be dealt with. The latter I am very suspicious of. What I am proposing tomorrow is that a group our fine lads heads out and sees what they see. I have sent a missive to Hytalia asking for a meeting, myself and one other, meets up with her and one other, to discuss what she knows and get info from her.
I have promised her her safety for that meeting."
Gray shakes his head. "I know this sounds like madness, but she has information."

[Rob]

Duncan walks over to the table from another corner of the pub, tankard in hand, "So you mean to go ahead with Meeting her then Gray?"

[mcbale]

"Sit down Duncan, I plan to, we need that information to put a stop to the Mithrans in Clydesdale."

[Rob]

Duncan Sits and nods to Ly, "As you were saying, The Honoured Dead" Duncan raises his tankard and drinks

[spawind]

"Then you will likely need someone neutral to attend. As much as I hate the idea, I'll go with you. At least, with my spells, we will have enough time to get away if things get rough."

Lysandus exhales slightly, "Madness indeed. And I thought that enchanted forest was nuts. Ah well..."

[Rob]

Duncan turns to Lysandus and says in perfect elven "always helps to think positively"

[mcbale]

"Thank you Ly, as much as I hope this will just be a walk in the woods and a chat, somehow I don't think we'll get there without a fight of some form." Gray rolls his eyes as Duncan speaks in Elven. "We're not all Elves Duncan, Ithronian, please."

[spawind]

Lysandus smirks at Duncan, waving his hand amusedly in a gesture, "Believe me, positive thoughts always help in fairy tales and bardic song. However, we are neither faeries, thankfully... Nor at we bards. I prefer practicality."

Lysandus turns his eyes back to Greyson, "Look. When has something ever simply been a walk in the woods with a little talking and such. Though I will make my own predictions on the information that the woman has. If I am right, I will let you know after she tells us." He grins slightly, gesturing anew, "The last thing I need is a visit from the Witchfinder."

Exhaling finally, he takes a sip of his drink, "So where will the meeting take place. What do we know of the area, what resources will we have nearby to aid us? The usual tactical questions."

[mcbale]

"Currently this is just conjecture as I haven't received a reply yet. I am aiming to enter the Elven forest in Glen Moss, Hytalia was inhabiting a tower there, I see no reason to think she has moved, especially considering I have heard of several pieces of information regarding that tower. The elves may be able to offer some support, I intend to try and make contact with the elders before we proceed, but worst case scenario, we have whatever we bring with us."

[spawind]

"Well then." He says with a smile, "Isn't it a good thing that an elf intends to go with you." He shrugs slightly, "There are some of my kin about the world that prefer that humans stay away from their forest. I mean, look towards Derwentshire. The damage caused sets most of us off, somewhat. We live an awful long time."

[mcbale]

"I was one of the adventurers who helped to liberate a group of Elves from Hytalia in when she first took the tower, so the Elders have no love for Hytalia and should hopefully remember me."

[Rob]

Duncan sits back in his chair, "Hopefully, what do you have by way of resources for the mission? Talk is that a mission in Dunlirron this week past went poorly"