1) “So you’ve destroyed her, now, but what had she—”
“Possibly.”
“POSSIBLY? We saw the, ah, gore. And lumps of tentacle. That’s more than ‘possibly.’”
“For someone, yes. Let me rephrase: possibly the princess.” #epicfantasy
2) “There’s MORE THAN ONE OF THEM?”
“Possibly. It’s becoming a popular, useful word, isn’t it?”
“HOW possibly, this ‘more than one’?” #epicfantasy
3) “Certain reports led me to conclude that our tentacled princess may have, ah, mated with some of her food before she consumed it.”
“Wolf, you are SICK.”
“Lady, you have no true notion of the depths of my sickness.” #epicfantasy
4) “Try me.”
“I did, remember? But in this matter, no, I’ll not try you. Above your pay grade.” #epicfantasy
5) “Promote me. I need to know.”
“I shall, but feel the need to warn you that promotions tend to be death sentences in Neverune, these days. As are instances of knowing too much.” #epicfantasy
6) “Only ‘these days’? You astonish me.”
“You’ve certainly mastered the courtier-requisite acidic sarcasm, Lady.”
“I learned from the very best.” #epicfantasy
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2) …special powers AND missions/tasks for themselves and the realm). This claimed special status infuriated the senior nobles of the kingdom, who believed it was a fiction concocted to allow the royal family to erode the rights… #Realmslore
3) …and powers of the nobility, and take all unto themselves.
Their problem was: it wasn’t a fiction; gods DID visit the royal family (the House of Haelcaunter) and charge them with tasks (these gods being: Gargauth, Moander, … #Realmslore
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I have a 3 part question about House Roaringhorn in Waterdeep as of 1492 DR. Aside from Lord Zelraun, are there any other notable members of the House? What is the state of their interests and affairs? Who are their closest allies and enemies?
1) A lot of NDAs remain in force, I fear, as the Roaringhorns are busy, important folk with their ring-adorned fingers in a lot of pies.
So, aside from Lord Zelraun, notable Roaringhorns based in Waterdeep as of 1492 DR include: #Realmslore
2) Tassembra, a sometime adventurer and Lord Zelraun’s favourite daughter. She’s a free-spirited maverick with a high public profile, lots of lovers, and great personal wealth, all invested in urban properties up and down the… #Realmslore
1) As the soldiers charge, Wolf calmly triggers one of his rings. Blue-white lightning leaps from it to strike the foremost charging man, then plays all over that armour—ere bolts snap and snarl on to the other armours. #epicfantasy
2) Suddenly, the reek of scorched hair wrestles with the smell and sizzle of roasting bacon. One man, at the back, manages an “Aieee” before he falls on his face.
“NO looting,” Wolf snaps, as the King starts for the nearest… #epicfantasy
3) …body. “No time.”
The King turns and looks at Wolf, incredulity warring with cold scorn. “Did you just presume to give a command to your KING?”
“Well, wouldn’t THAT be a waste of time? No, Elvar, that was a firm suggestion.” #epicfantasy
1) “Ha ha. The PEOPLE.”
“Ah. No, Lord, but then, I’ve never been this high up in this wing before. The Palace is befittingly large.”
“How many staff are supposed to be up there?” the King asks Wolf. #epicfantasy
2) “No living quarters, so just duty staff, though no duty roster right now, thanks to the invasion and lack of ready pay, let alone supervision. Duty strength for the floors above us, one shift, is forty-seven.” #epicfantasy
3) “Real count? Or Palace Purse strength?”
“Real. I handle Security as well as the Treasury, Sire.”
“I’m aware. As are my coffers. You didn’t think I knew there are two counts, did you?” #epicfantasy
1) Then the King breaks off frowning to stare open-mouthed at the roofless passage, the heaped rubble of destruction—and then wildly all around. “Where’s Palonder?”
“On a mission,” Wolf says soothingly. #epicfantasy
2) The King frowns. “You’ve lost him, haven’t you? He’s lying dead under all that, isn’t he?”
“No, Elvar, he’s NOT—”
“He is! You ALMOST kill me, would have if not for the SELFLESS protective shielding of this lady courtier… #epicfantasy
3) …SACRIFICING herself to save my life, and you DO kill the bright young hope of the r—”
“Elvar, HUSH! We just UNAVOIDABLY made a great deal of noise, and soldiers of realms who’ve invaded us are still EVERYWHERE around us… #epicfantasy