Cirrus fears
By nightfall, "Cirrus" had reached the convicts' camp. He entrusted his mektoub to a guard and rushed into his tent. Having shed his coat, he pulled an amber cube from his pocket. With an air of satisfaction, he settled himself comfortably on a cushion and placed the object on the crate that served as his table. Having lit a candle, he searched the faces of the cube for the magic rune to activate the reading.
But the amber sizzled without releasing its contents. The heart of the amber, usually glittering, was dull. A vague expression of fear materialized on "Cirrus"'s features.
He had, however, retrieved the amber from its intended location, hidden in the roots of the Avalae Rotoa.
His spy had told him, during a brief meeting, that the amber report was of the utmost importance.
Had she placed the wrong amber in the hiding place? Had some kind of magnetic activity triggered the message's destruction?
"Cirrus" knew that these miniature ambers were particularly sensitive to Zoraie magic and magnetic disturbances, but the amber in question had only been in the hiding place for a few hours, and the Forest was not known to be regularly crossed by what the spy called magnetic auroras. That was why they had opted for this means of transmission.
The fact remained that his henchman wasn't always totally lucid, especially when his "salary" had fallen. But "Cirrus" told himself he couldn't rely on this explanation alone.
"And if someone was watching Staeflina..." he thought. "Or, as bad luck would have it, a Matis or a curious stroller might have snooped too close to the Rotoa... But an ordinary person... ***could he have found the playback mechanism? And why would he have bothered to erase the recording? A stroke of luck from handling the cube?
He thought for a moment.
"What a bummer! Just when this report was going to give me the first information on Yrkanis' defenses! I'll have to question Stae..." he grumbled.
*** [HRP]Any hominin can claim to have intercepted the spy's message. Please reply to this topic to tell about your "find", preferably a story consistent with the publications above. Enjoy your role-playing adventure! [/HRP]
By nightfall, "Cirrus" had reached the convicts' camp. He entrusted his mektoub to a guard and rushed into his tent. Having shed his coat, he pulled an amber cube from his pocket. With an air of satisfaction, he settled himself comfortably on a cushion and placed the object on the crate that served as his table. Having lit a candle, he searched the faces of the cube for the magic rune to activate the reading.
But the amber sizzled without releasing its contents. The heart of the amber, usually glittering, was dull. A vague expression of fear materialized on "Cirrus"'s features.
He had, however, retrieved the amber from its intended location, hidden in the roots of the Avalae Rotoa.
His spy had told him, during a brief meeting, that the amber report was of the utmost importance.
Had she placed the wrong amber in the hiding place? Had some kind of magnetic activity triggered the message's destruction?
"Cirrus" knew that these miniature ambers were particularly sensitive to Zoraie magic and magnetic disturbances, but the amber in question had only been in the hiding place for a few hours, and the Forest was not known to be regularly crossed by what the spy called magnetic auroras. That was why they had opted for this means of transmission.
The fact remained that his henchman wasn't always totally lucid, especially when his "salary" had fallen. But "Cirrus" told himself he couldn't rely on this explanation alone.
"And if someone was watching Staeflina..." he thought. "Or, as bad luck would have it, a Matis or a curious stroller might have snooped too close to the Rotoa... But an ordinary person... ***could he have found the playback mechanism? And why would he have bothered to erase the recording? A stroke of luck from handling the cube?
He thought for a moment.
"What a bummer! Just when this report was going to give me the first information on Yrkanis' defenses! I'll have to question Stae..." he grumbled.
*** [HRP]Any hominin can claim to have intercepted the spy's message. Please reply to this topic to tell about your "find", preferably a story consistent with the publications above. Enjoy your role-playing adventure! [/HRP]
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Cinabre Andertini,