The Measure of Man

Thinning frost, Strange meetings

First day of spring, last night of winter some few people of the village of Elinvale beheld a strange sight. A pulse of blue radiating from the top tower a sudden flash then gone.

Come morning the town and surrounding environs were frost free. Caliam took note as his caravan came across the frost free zone. Early out this year to continue his training with his mentor, leaving ill portents back home traveling into a uncertain future. Arriving shortly afterwards to Elinvale Caliam stopped by Chance’s Cups for a hot meal and sought out some gossip as to what the thaw was about, noticing that slowly during the day the area was getting warmer. Met only with a stare and a superstitious gesture his inquires were rudely ignored.

Valerian awoke early feeling a strangeness about the forest and took note of the line of frost, decided to investigate, ending up in the village. Walking through he noticed how lively it seemed, people teeming in the streets strange during the last throws of winter. The phenomena extended throughout the village of a frost less ground and warmer air. Bris caught sight of Valerian, surprised to see him in town and steered him to Chances’ Cups for a bit of food and a place to sit and talk.

Overhearing Caliam’s questions Bris approached bringing Valerian along in tow and proceeded to provide his recollection of the prior nights events. This grabbed Caliam’s attention and it was decided they needed to get into the tower and get some answers from the resident. As they discussed Caliam looked over and noticed one of the wagon captains seated, realizing his company may be holding the contract to make deliveries to the tower. He joined their table and started a discussion aiming to take over the delivery. He was making headway until Bris and Valerian entered the conversation and threw off the Wagon captain’s trust. After sending them away Caliam managed to talk the captain down to allowing Caliam to come along when they made their delivery.

Bris steered Valerian over to Jake’s for a few drinks in the mean time. Cracking a smile at Melli’s attention Bris ordered round after round convincing Valerian that the experience would be insightful and add to his experiences in a profound way. Caliam located the pair and after a mug himself decided to seek out the tower and examine it instead of waiting the two days till delivery. Bris hiccuped and pulled a pair of beads from a pouch handing one to a tipsy Valerian. A bit of alchemist’s kindness cleared up the alcohol’s effects and the group was on their way.

After dealing with some childish mischief Bris and the others came upon the tower and began looking around it. The smooth stone walls rebutted their perspectives till Caliam shook off the effects of an illusion that covered up a brass knocker affixed to the wall. He grasped the knocker and knocked five times slowly. Valerian managed to see past the illusion as Caliam knocked leaving only Bris unable to will his way past the warding. A door formed in the wall and opened permitting Valerian and Caliam into the tower. As they entered Bris headed home to gather his components seeking to make a door if one would not be revealed to him.

Light blossomed in the hallway Caliam and Valerian found themselves in, leading to a circle of runes that came to light as came to stand near. After a moment’s hesitation Caliam and Valerian perceiving that this was a teleport circle stepped within the circle of runes and vanished. They appeared in a barren chamber square in shape and devoid of furniture. Several minutes passed while Caliam and Valerian searched the walls for an exit, only stopping when they noticed a third form standing with them in the room. The cloaked form spoke in a dry wooden voice, “The master is not to be disturbed.” And responded by a set of chosen words to any other query. Caliam and Valerian realized they were in the presence of a construct devoid of original thought. It gestured to the slowly fading sigil’s of the circle as what they should do. It crossed the runes spoke a word of power and vanished from sight.

Caliam still undaunted in his desire to speak with the wizard of the tower mimicked the word of power and then stepped across the runes vanishing himself. Valerian followed Caliam speaking the word then stepping into the runs. They both found themselves transported back to where they began, though the construct was no where to be found. They exited the tower in frustration deciding to come back when the delivery was next to be scheduled and nearly ran into Bris. While they were within the tower Bris had returned to his home and found it a mess, as if a struggle had occurred recently and found a bit of shell lying in his fathers chamber. Caliam decided to check in with his mentor to see if he was available for guidance. Yet found his home empty that he was out on his rounds having not expected Caliam for several weeks.

Valerian decided to return to his home and gather his things, that his spells may be of use. In the mean time Caliam and Bris go out on patrol along the outskirts of the village and the surrounding farms and all seems well till they find one farm devoid of life. A quick search located the tracks of a wide assortment of creatures, to many separate tracks to be true. A small struggle had taken place in the common room, all the horses and animals set loose. And a strange scarecrow seen on a stand near the main house. Caliam immediately settled into caution and approached the scarecrow warily. It stood out strange, nearly brand new and dew free. The air which had been warm all morning and into the afternoon grew cold as he approached the figure. With a simple dagger and prodded the scarecrow shocked to find it tough and with little give, not straw filled as he expected. Caliam withdrew a pace commenting “That’s no Scarecrow” Which prompted the creature to slowly drop itself down and respond in kind, “Indeed I am sir.” After a tense few moments Caliam and Bris were able to perceive that this creature was incredibly dense of form and had long claw link fingers, a wide brim hat and a stitched mouth covered by a flap of leather. Words passed, questions of nature and it nature went answered unsatisfactorily.

The creature offered to show Caliam and Bris which way the farmers were taken and proceeded to walk off at a gait only a construct could. Caliam and Bris let the thing walk off out of sight, content to follow it at a later time then at that moment. The Scarecrow passed Valerian’s path as he headed back toward the village, he kept out of view and marveled at the strange sight.



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