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With very nearly all the adventurers in tow, Gardain leads the way to the dining car and throws open the door.

Except it doesn't really look like a dining cart anymore. The tables have been rearranged, some of them have been removed. There's just so much space all of a sudden. It looks more like a ballroom, or a lounge of sorts. It doesn't help that there's piano music playing from the bar. And rather than engaging in the act of polishing a convenient mug with a cloth, Flint's playing something behind the counter. He looks up and hails the group, remarking,
"I can hardly believe it myself, but somebody installed a piano into the bar. I hope you don't mind." He continues playing a lively tune that certainly wouldn't be out of place in any bar or ballroom.

Gardain and his guardian push two of the tables together and grab a few chairs. With Tainya sitting alone at the bar, they only need six. It's a little uneven, but it seems good enough for them. The warforged places a lightly used pack of cards on the nearest table and spreads them out, intoning,
"Before we begin, I must ask if all of you are familiar with the rules of blackjack?" Gardain nods, of course, and Sir d'Jorrasco gives an affirmation as well.

Tainya doesn't have to wait long for a drink, as Flint slides her a mug of hot cider before she asks for anything. He gives her a nod before he resumes providing ambiance for the group.
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Kuro nods, wondering if he can get a drink too.
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The drinks come on request, so Kuro has to go thirsty for now. With everybody in agreement over the rules, Gardain begins to shuffle the deck. And gives a very interesting proposal.

"Now I haven't properly thanked ya' fer yer help earlier. But I'm also a wee bit of a risk-taker and a businessman, so here's what I got for ya." He shows surprising dexterity for a dwarf, spreading all the cards face up on the table. All 52 standard cards are there, no obvious markings on said cards. "My friend here, Mark," he motions towards the warforged next to him, who stands about a foot behind his charge, "Is an artificer with quite some skill who could help make ya' some better stuff than what ya' got on." A sweep of his hand, and the cards flip over, and he gathers them into a pile.

"However, that all costs money and reagents, and I have to try and make a profit. So the normal rate fer this service is a thirty percent markup of the component costs. We'll play three hands," he continues to explain, riffling the cards together with some speed. "And if ya'll win or tie with me, I'll bring down the markup by ten percent each time." Finally, Gardain deals the cards, one to himself, one to each player, then a second to each player except himself. "So, ya'll feeling lucky?"

Round 1

Sophie : 4 of Diamonds
10 of Spades
Total : 14

Melech : King of Hearts
Jack of Clubs
Total : 20

Narerka : 3 of Diamonds
10 of Hearts
Total : 13

Kuro : Jack of Hearts
9 of Clubs
Total : 19

Garret : 3 of Clubs
Jack of Diamonds
Total : 13

Gardain (Dealer) : 4 of Hearts
Total : 4
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"Give me another one, will ya?"
Kuro can't into bluff. (19) http://orokos.com/roll/103027
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>>4092
Kuro's one lucky SOB, as his next card is a 2, bringing his total up to 21.
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"Blackjack ? I'm not too familiar with it, but that should be fine. Give me another one as well."
>> No. 4096 edit
Sora continues to steak (haha!) out the cooks room while the rest have fun.

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"Hold your horses" says Kuro, showing his hand.
"It's my win."
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"Blast it, so ya have, then!" Gardain grumbles as he takes everyone's cards and shuffles them back into the deck. He doesn't look too upset, though. "Now let's see if ya can pull that off again." Once again the cards are dealt to the players.

Round 2

Sophie : 10 of Hearts
9 of Clubs
Total : 19

Melech : 10 of Diamonds
3 of Diamonds
Total : 13

Narerka : 5 of Hearts
King of Clubs
Total : 15

Kuro : Queen of Spades
2 of Diamonds
Total : 12

Garret : 7 of Clubs
Jack of Diamonds
Total : 17

Gardain (dealer) : King of Diamonds
Total : 10
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Sophie doesn't trust her luck, so she waves her hands over her cards.
>> No. 4104 edit
"Sure thing" says Kuro confidently, asking for another card.
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"Whatever. Gimme another one."
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Tainya watches the game with moderately feigned interest.
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Melech raised his hand. "'Nother one over here."
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More cards are dealt to almost all the players, and almost all the players immediately bust. Narerka is the only one left, as he draws a 5 of diamonds. Gardain grins when it's time for him to draw, and pulls up a 6 of spades. That's not great, but he hasn't gone over yet! The dwarf nicknamed "Goldsmith" pulls one more card from the deck, and...

Draws the Jack of hearts, pushing him all the way up to 26.


Round 2 results:

Sophie : 10 of Hearts (Stand)
9 of Clubs
Total : 19

Melech : 10 of Diamonds
3 of Diamonds
Jack of Clubs
Total : 23 (bust)

Narerka : 5 of Hearts
King of Clubs
5 of Diamonds
Total : 20

Kuro : 2 of Diamonds
Queen of Spades
King of Spades
Total : 22 (Bust)

Garret : 7 of Clubs
Jack of Diamonds
9 of Hearts
Total : 26 (Bust)

Gardain (Dealer) : King of Diamonds
6 of Spades
Jack of Hearts
Total : 26 (bust)

"S'not my lucky day today, is it? Weeeell, I better make it up in the last round, then." Another hand of cards is dealt!

Round 3

Sophie : 3 of Diamonds
8 of Diamonds
Total : 11

Melech : 3 of Hearts
5 of Hearts
Total : 8

Narerka : 2 of Hearts
King of Clubs
Total : 12

Kuro : 9 of Diamonds
5 of Diamonds
Total : 14

Garret : 9 of Clubs
5 of Clubs
Total : 14

Gardain (Dealer) : 10 of Diamonds
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"That surely was unlucky! Anyway I say hit again!"
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"I'll take another one this time."
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Meanwhile, Sora has found the weather is primed to take a turn for the worse. In the distance she can see the gathering of black and grey storm clouds, lightning flashes barely concealed behind their mass. It's still a ways off, but the train is chugging along in their direction. It can be assumed that they'll be in the middle of the storm within a couple of hours, if not sooner.

But that's not nearly as interesting as the fact that Cooke has re-emerged from his kitchen. He doesn't notice Sora at first, not until he almost moves past her. It's safe to say that he's startled, possibly shocked, by her presence, and his sudden leap backwards would probably have ended poorly for him if not for the guardrails.


The seemingly suspicious chef starts stuttering, "He.. Whuh... W-w-w-what are you doing out here?! Lunch isn't going to be, to be ready anytime soon! P-please go back inside!" Frantically he shuts the door to the kitchen behind himself. Sora's keen insight can tell that he doesn't want her to see what's inside.
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"I haven't used up all my luck yet, have I ? Let's hit this time as well."
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"Gimme som'thing good this time, dealer."
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Sora quirks her head suspiciously.

"I'm not gonna steal any steak, or anything, you know," she says, pointing to the kitchen door. "I just wanted to take a peek, since y're so suspiciously inconspicuous."
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One last time the cards are dealt. Sophie gets 20, Melech gets 18, Narerka hits 19, and Garret goes over with 24.

Kuro finds himself the lucky possessor of a 7 of clubs, bringing his total, once again, up to 21.

Results :

Round 3

Sophie : 3 of Diamonds
8 of Diamonds
9 of Hearts
Total : 20

Melech : 3 of Hearts
5 of Hearts
King of Spades
Total : 18

Narerka : 2 of Hearts
King of Clubs
7 of Diamonds
Total : 19

Kuro : 9 of Diamonds
5 of Diamonds
7 of Clubs
Total : 21

Garret : 9 of Clubs
5 of Clubs
10 of Spades
Total : 24 (bust)

Gardain (Dealer) : 10 of Diamonds

Upon seeing this, Gardain snorts to try and avoid laughing.
"Ah," he sighs dismissively, "'s just not my lucky day today, is it now? Well, I guess a deal's a deal. You got the services of my friend here at your disposal."

You can now ask Mark to Enchant, magic items with no mark-up, and can Disenchant magic items for 20, 50, or 100 percent of their value in reagents (depending on rarity), or full value in credit towards new magic items. Due to having the Master Crafter and Creation Mastery feats, Mark can enchant items up to level 13, and can perform up to 3 of these rituals per day in half the normal time (so 30 minutes instead of 1 hour).

Cooke shakes his head, "But I can't show anybody yet. The meal's not ready and I want it to be a surprise, that's all." Unless there's some tortured wordplay involved, he seems to be telling the truth. "So uh... If you could wait inside until then, that'd be real swell."
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"That sounds pretty good" the warlord says "but I ain't got any money with me. Maybe if I had some reagents."
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"... I'm not into cannibalism."
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Cooke stares at Sora blankly while his mouth unsuccessfully attempts to articulate words. It takes a while for him to say what he's trying to say, the gist of which is "The food has not achieved full mobility yet and will require some time before that stage is reached."
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Tainya continues to hang around, occasionally sipping at her drink. So far the information-gathering hasn't been a huge success.
>> No. 4127 edit
Once the game is over, Kuro will ask Garret if he wants a drink and then order something for them to Flint.
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Cooke takes the opportunity to peek into the adjacent room... Then slips back into the kitchen and slams the door behind himself. Sora can hear lots of muffled shouting in a vaguely different voice. It's a bit... Deeper? Has some gravitas to it? It's a little creepy. And there's more of that chilly fog coming out from under the door. It's not a good sign.

Unaware of any of this, the rest of the party takes a bit of a break. Garret looks to have enjoyed their little game and asks Kuro to get him a martini. Gardain requests a hard ale. A few minutes break in the ambient music later, a fresh set of drinks are ready. Narerka takes advantage of the warforged gentleman's generosity and trades off some of his old gear for some new items. Mark lays the items out and begins the rituals to disenchant them and create the new items, respectively. And the interim is filled with Gardain relating some rather interesting stories and jokes, the majority of which are very... species-ist. Garret listens in fascinated horror as the dwarf relays his thoughts on elves("Ya' ever hear the one about the manly bearded elf? Me neither!"), humans ("Two humans walk into a bar. It missed the dwarf."), and funnily enough, himself("I don't drink anymore... course, I don't drink any less either!"). Every other joke or tale he punctuates with some variation of "I kid, yer alright! This goes on for about two and a half hours until the rituals finish. Narerka is presented with his new swag.

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The stormclouds overtake the train and bring heavy rain with it. Any distant thunder is muffled out by the thick walls of the train car and the piano stylings of Flint. It's at around eleven-thirty that Flint checks the wall clock and sighs. "It's time already?" he murmurs. The shifter flexes his fingers and starts to pound out a much more dramatic tune on the keyboard, watching the far door. Within moments, the door is flung open and a chilly mist obscures everything. Then a figure steps out, red muffler flapping in the wind as lightning crackles behind him. Cooke practically glides inside, his face contorted into an expression of deadly seriousness. Behind him, pushing the meal cart, is a... Thing. It's a vaguely humanoid shape, and about the same height as Cooke, but it looks doughy. Literally, it looks to be made out of frosted cake dough. Narerka and Sophie instantly recognize it as a homonculus, albeit one made out of uncooked batter.
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>>4129
The hulking creature pushes the cart in front of Cooke, silver dishes hiding the contents and keeping them warm. With a dramatic flourish that looks to have been practiced many times over for just this occasion, the now very eccentric-looking elf removes the covers from the buffet, revealing a plate of sandwiches, a plate of cut fruit, and a plate of assorted sliced cheeses. Cooke begins speaking in a loud, booming, and above all theatrically dramatic voice while making grandiose, sweeping gestures as he addresses the room at large, "Ladies and gentlemen, behoooold for I bring you pork sandwiches with a spread of mayonnaise!" He makes an offhand gesture towards the other plates with less enthusiasm, adding, "And of course some fruit and cheeses for a balanced diet and as condiments, but mostly the sandwiches!"

Garret's face is stuck in wincing disbelief as he whispers to Kuro, "Did you know anything about this?"
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"Not a chance in hell" whispers Kuro.
"I don't feel very hungry right now..."
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Tainya sips at her cider, and mutters, "'Ou would think zat wit' ze 'ighest-profile diplomats aboard zis train, zhey'd put moire effort into staffing ze train zan to raid ze local sanitarium."
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>>4130
Although intrigued by the homunculus, Sophie wonders if Cooke is in right mind. She nudges Melech, saying, "Distrusting of this cook as I am all of a sudden... I'm hungry. Do you think the fruit is alright?"
>> No. 4135 edit
>>4134
"Oh, you are?" He glanced over at the plate of fruits, which all looked as fruity as they could be.
"They look fine, but if you doubt, I could try some."
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While everybody is watching the crazed madman in charge of preparing meals milk the giant cow, Tainya hears a hushed "psst!" coming from the door to the next car before it closes discretely. The roar of the storm outside is much quieter, likely meaning that it's been open this entire time.
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Not being one to overlook a convenient distraction, Tainya takes advantage of the clamor created by the charlatan to slip away in the direction of the voice, open the door, and see what's going on.
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Huddling outside in the pouring rain, Miri waits for Tainya while shivering from the cold. "Sorry to bother you like this, but Mister Cidri said he needed to talk to you about something, miss. He sounded real urgent." Last you heard, Cidri had declined lunch to hole himself up in his room and work on something.
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Insight: (Equal to Passive Insight) http://orokos.com/roll/108639 (16)

Apparently detecting nothing amiss, Tainya shrugs and replies, "Well zen, guess ah'd better see what 'e wants, non?" With that much, Tainya will head to Cidri's room.
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>>4139
Tainya : As far as you can tell, she's telling the truth and doesn't know any more than she's letting on.

With Tainya leading, Miri follows several steps behind.
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Gardain's stomach rumbling overrides any reservations he has about the person serving the food. He risks a bite of a sandwich and...

Chew.

Chew.

Chew.

Swallow.


"'s not bad," he concedes. But Cooke is already ordering his henchman (henchthing?) back into the kitchen.
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Any further actions are interrupted by a breathless Miri throwing the doors open. She has to pause for a moment to regain said breath, then gasps, "'e's dead! Cidri's dead!"
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"The heck!?" Kuro shouts, suddenly standing up.
"Was nobody else with him!?"
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Narerka, who was about to take a first bite out of one of the "marvellous sandwiches" drops it with a disapproving look on his face.

"Erk. Way too ruin the mood, I don't feel like eating anymore."

He ponders a bit before actually realizing the situation at hand.

"... That's not good, I suppose Tainya's still in that room right ?..
Wait what about the other passengers ?...
That miss...!"

The half-elf rushes through the car to get to the room he shares with Raki
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Sora's ears droop and she just goes >_>.

Well, at least she's here and, obviously, has no motive to kill, so the Phiarlan freaks won't get on her case again!

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Sophie completely forgets about the fruit after Cidri bursts through the door. Standing up, she says, "We should ensure the other passengers are safe!"
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"...Ah, another exciting event." Melech stands up as well, "Shall we go, Sophie?"
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Gardain gapes at Miri's declaration and quickly runs off past her, Mark following close behind. Garret covers his mouth in horror, murmuring, "Oh no..." The consensus among the adventurers is to run to the scene as quickly as possible. The outside greets them with fierce winds and a torrent of icy rain, the cold biting to the very bone. The door to the next car hangs open and is swiftly traversed, the carpet squelching wetly upon being tread. Miri leads the way, her broom lit up like a beacon, and soon arrives in the first passenger car. Narerka finds his room empty with the door flung wide open. The rest of the adventurers head straight to the middle room and find Tainya waiting at the end of the hallway. Almost instinctively, Miri murmurs some rudimentary arcane words. All of those gathered are purged of the freezing rainwater soaking their clothing, and left warm and clean, so as not to catch a chill.

"Oh gods, I forgot Mari!" Miri wails, forcing her way past Tainya with no hesitation and throwing the door at the far end wide open. She dashes outside and starts calling for her daughter's name as she crosses the next car, then her voice is swallowed up by the din outside.

Raki is already inside, her trained eyes scouting the room for any minor details, trying to remain clinical and detached. Gardain is looking between the body on the floor and a metal box on the desk with grief and anger. You catch him in the middle of his tearful rage as he snarls,
"-broke the device, too, the sick bastard!" Mark has his hand on his employer's shoulder, his expression stoic only for the inflexible nature of his face. It's a crowded space, but the adventurers manage to find room at the edge of the crime scene past where the sprays of blood landed.

Just from a glance, everyone can tell it was not a peaceful death.

A headless, mangled body lies near the edge of the carpet. The small corpse soaks in a pool of blood, chunks of flesh and clothing. Gore splatters the curtains of the washing basin, the cabinets, and everything in-between with cruor. His chest cavity has been sliced open and several of his ribs removed, driven into the stump where his head used to be and poking out of his neck.

It's 12:00 and Cidri d'Sivis is dead.

And Raki looks very troubled by something.

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Even if Kuro's sensibility was rather numb because of war, there was something in that gruesome scene that heavily affected him.
Not wanting to stare at the dwarve's corpse anymore, Kuro leaves the room, suggesting the young wizard to do the same
"There's nothing to do here, lady Sophie."

Once outside, and still immersed in thoughts, the warlord just realizes Tainya wasn't inside the dining car when they heard the new.
"... Oi, Tainya. You weren't in the dining car a while ago. Did you find the corpse before than us?"
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Tainya holds her position in the hallway, as if standing guard, while regarding Kuro with a stern expression. She replies in a careful, even voice, "Ah was called to meet wit' Cidri by ze maid, as she can collaborate. When moi attempts to garner 'is attention from ze outside were met wit' no response, ah entered the room, and found ze scene as you do. Ah imagine ah was ze first to discover it--aside from ze killer, of course."
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With a more relaxed expression, Kuro sighs.
"Oh, I see. I was just a little nervous because I didn't notice when you left.
So, do you have any idea of what happened here?"
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"Ah did not get much chance to examine ze room. Ah was... interrupted. Perhaps Raki has come up wit' somezing?" Tainya suggests.
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"I see" mutters Kuro, wishing he didn't had trashed all of his remaining cigarettes. Then he approaches his boss, D'Jorasco.

"This is rather gruesome, sir. Do you have any idea of what could be happening here? Could it be that someone is against this diplomatic meeting?"
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>>4158
Garret regards Kuro solemnly, shaking his head. "I don't know any more than you do. And I'd hate to point fingers at any of us."
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Sophie appreciates Kuro's concern, but can't help noticing that Raki might have an idea of what's happened. Trying not to pay too much mind to the corpse, she asks her, "Forgive me for making assumptions, but you seem troubled. Might you know of something relating this case?"
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Narerka tries to not look too intensely the crime scene, to prevent his well-fed belly from mixing the entry and exit of its products. Relieved to see Raki here safe and sound, he walks up to her.

"Please don't make me unnecessarily scared, I can't keep you safe if you go out of your way to endanger yourself, especially when this kind of thing happen... Think this is what we feared ? The time seems off..."
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The detective of House Medani finishes examining the inside the armoire before she faces Sophie. She sighs at first and looks to be at a loss, before a flash of inspiration crosses her face. She seems to zone out for a moment, before she comes back into focus. Raki first removes her glasses to polish them with a cloth from her pocket before she states, "Thanks to you, I think I have, actually." The detective puts her glasses back on as Miri returns from the other car. She's briefly soaking wet before a cantrip takes care of that, though she looks exhausted from all the running. The maid shuts the door behind herself, a curious mixture of relief and unease. It's pretty obvious that she found out her kid is still in one piece, anyway. She moves to stand near the doorway, but not blocking anyone from going in or out.

Raki fishes into the remains of the gnome's robes, she fumbles with his pockets before she pulls out a key. She holds it up for everyone in the room to see before she launches into her explanation,"
First, Cidri had the door locked at one point, but there's signs of it being tampered with and forced open. This is peculiar because there are no signs of a struggle. In fact, he actually stood up out of his chair for whatever reason and walked toward his assailant before death. This leads me to believe that he either knew his attacker, or they wore a disguise that fooled him into thinking such." Raki walks over to the door that's still held ajar and closes it halfway. A thin coating of red droplets has dried near the middle of the door.

"Second, there's blood spattered on the inside of the door, which, according to Miri, was already thrown open when she found it. Thus, it was closed during the actual crime, and was left open at some point after the crime occurred." Miri nods to confirm this, her face grim.

"Third, the body was mutilated after death. Of that I'm almost completely certain. The device on the table was also broken after the murder occurred. The head was cleanly severed all the way through, meaning it had to be done with something sharp, like a scythe or a sickle. And whatever happened in here was quiet enough that I didn't hear anything from next door while I was asleep." Again the detective moves, this time to pull back the curtain in front of the bath. The water is quite red.

"Fourth, there's an unusual amount of blood in the water basin. I surmise that our culprit washed all the blood off their clothing in there before leaving, as they certainly didn't leave any bloody tracks leaving the room. Or wet ones, curiously enough.

Fifth, there's his missing head. I've searched everywhere in this room but I cannot find it. Gardain confirms are no secret compartments or passages or anything for it to be hidden in, and the windows were never opened, so the killer must have taken it out of the room with them and kept it stowed in some place where it wouldn't drip on the floor.
"

The rep of House Medani points to a part of the floor where, if you squint hard enough, you can see a vague watery mark on the floor that looks like a wet boot print. Suddenly the detective's voice grows significantly in volume, making it easy to be heard outside the room, practically yelling, "And finally, there's signs that the crime scene was tampered with shortly before I arrived, such as wet footprints on the wood that have yet to dry, when much of the blood already has. As you can see, I'm bone dry, and Miri claims she never took a step inside. These footprints enter the room but never leave it. And as it just so happens, my Dragonmark is telling me that somebody used shadow magic in here recently, as there is still a trace amount of it remaining."

Raki purposefully strides out of the room and grins at Tainya confidently. She levels her accusation in a calm, collected voice when she asks sweetly, "Did you forget something the first time you went in, miss? Some damning evidence, perhaps?"
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Tainya seems more annoyed by the accusation than anything. "It is as ah already told ze warlord--'e was already dead when ah arrived. Ze door was locked, so oui, ah opened it myself. Ah examined ze scene and, when ah 'eard someone approaching ze door, ah escaped ze room using shadow magic to avoid any potential misunderstandings. Like zis one."

She strides forward confidently towards Raki, and with a movement too quick to track with normal eyesight, she has her rapier in her hand, pointed towards Raki's chin--but held at a distance, so as to not immediately threaten the girl. With that, Tainya adds, "And if ah was to kill someone, ahm not one for making a scene of it. This killer is just asking to be caught. It is easy, non? Why not simply ask the corpse what it knows? It should be possible wit' ze right magic."
>> No. 4167 edit
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Raki falls backwards on the floor in a heap, staring down the length of the blade. Her look is one of indignation, but she apologizes from her position, "Point taken. I'm sorry for blaming you of wrongdoing, but understand that this entire thing makes no sense otherwise. If you didn't do it, then he died inside the room while it was shut tight, with no magic of any kind involved." She stands back up and acknowledges what Narerka said with a nod, and begins pacing back and forth, "And if the reports are true, then there shouldn't be any reason for a spy to kill everyone before making it to their goal. While the conference would suffer from our lack of input, it wouldn't be cancelled outright, and they would draw everyone's suspicions. Hells, we could just get off at the next stop and take an airship. Why act now?"

As for Tainya's proposal, none of the people gathered are capable of speaking with the dead, but Sophie can resurrect the body with enough components.
>> No. 4168 edit
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"Zen, it would be logical to assume the killer will act again before the next stop, non?" Tainya adds, sheathing her weapon. "Perhaps our murderer 'as a different objective."
>> No. 4176 edit
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Narerka puts his hand on the handle of his sheathed new sword, and draws it just enough so that the blade can clearly be seen, without it leaving the sheath.
As he does so, he puts his other hand over Raki's shoulder, placing himself between her and Tainya.


"Young lady, as cunning as your senses are, I'd like you to remember that others might not like your sense of honesty and your wits as much as I do. I'd like you to please try to not instigate fights by yourself. I'm doing all I can to protect you, please consider this before doing anything rash-minded. I'm sure you don't want to have your energy-recovery periods be interrupted because of it."

The half-elf turns to face Tainya, a neutral smile and a furrowing brow on his face.

"Miss Tainya. Do not draw your sword against Lady Raki ever again. She is a fragile person, and I'm such a worrywart that fears for her safety that I might not hold myself back if I see her being threatened again, . Please remember that.
Well, nothing personal."

With a swift movement of the hand, he resheathes his sword entirely, the guard hitting the sheath making a loud clanking noise.


Roll Intimidate
http://orokos.com/roll/112279

>> No. 4179 edit
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Tainya seems less than impressed by Narerka's display of bravado, but she does acknowledge it at least. She replies, "It iz for 'er own good." Looking around the half-elf, she addresses Raki directly, saying, "And madam, as you can tell by ze scene, whoever did zis is clearly deranged. Such people do not always act rationally when cornered. You'd do well to heed your bodyguard's advice on confronting zem."
>> No. 4180 edit
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A mirthless smile follows Raki's reply, as she tells the two, "I shall keep that in mind and leave the confrontation up to you." The half-elf rubs at her temples and sighs in minor irritation, "But as I said, I'm at a loss here. I must have missed something, because none of this adds up." She excuses herself to reexamine the crime scene once again.
>> No. 4183 edit
"...these woman nowadays are too noisy."
Glad the discussion was short, Kuro gets into the creepy room again and tries to inspect it, but being rather clumsy he can't focus very well.

lol perception (11) http://orokos.com/roll/113051
>> No. 4184 edit
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A bit bored with the sluggish proceedings, Tainya will walk a few steps down the hall to where her charge is resting, and see if she can't do something about reviving her.

Attempt reasonable measures to reawaken Parthia. Splashing water on the face, etc.
>> No. 4186 edit
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Kuro doesn't find anything other than what he'd seen when he first entered the room. A few missteps nearly smudge some of the evidence, earning him an annoyed glare from Raki.

It takes nothing short of Tainya splashing cold water on her charge's face to rouse Parthia d'Phiarlan. She wakes with a start, thrashing off the covers and looking around wildly in a panic. Her eyes settle on Tainya, then on the documents scattered on the floor, then on herself in a bed, and she pieces things together from there. Though still shivering somewhat, Parthia otherwise returns to her usual detached demeanor gracefully.

"Oh, it's you. I suppose I should thank you for waking me from that little nightmare."
>> No. 4187 edit
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Tainya tilts her head. "Nightmare?"
>> No. 4188 edit
Trying not to upset the detective anymore, Kuro throws the corpse a glance, and tries to remember if he ever heard about a similar gruesome crime like this one.
Heal (16) History (26) http://orokos.com/roll/113295
>> No. 4189 edit
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For whatever reason, Parthia pretends not to hear Tainya's query, instead asking her, "It seems that I was wrong earlier. About our spy problem. They're already on the move for whatever reason." Getting back on her feet, the elf gathers her books and things off the floor. "Are you here to get my alibi, or just to keep me company?"
>> No. 4190 edit
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"Ahm here to keep an eye on you, madam," Tainya replies. "Ze killer will no doubt look for isolated targets. In any case, ah need to finish my trance."

Tainya will find a clear corner in the room and resume her trance until she is fully recharged and ready to prepare another batch of poisons.
>> No. 4191 edit
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Parthia nods sagely and acknowledges Tainya's deduction, "Indeed, and I hope the others are wise to this. I'd rather this not be a repeat incident." She finishes gathering her things and places them back on the desk, before, almost as an afterthought, she smiles at Tainya and tells her, "I'm counting on you." Now that she's ready, Parthia returns to her documents in earnest, in an effort to get her mind off the grisly scene.
>> No. 4192 edit
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Kuro is able to determine that the body is most definitely a dead body, not a fake. In addition, it belongs to a male gnome, if not necessarily to Cidri d'Sivis, and has been dead for at least thirty minutes. It's at no risk of being ressurected as an undead anytime soon, and is pale from a massive loss of blood. He can't determine the cause of death for certain.

But what Kuro is certain about is something that he heard whispered among the refugees of Cyre.

Something that scared them to their core. Something that they sincerely hoped died with the Mourning. Something with thousands of confirmed kills, and countless unmarked graves to its name. A force of nature that slew entire towns in less than a week, this thing terrorized Cyre for almost a decade.

The hallmarks of its passage were impossible, barbaric deaths committed without a trace of magic, and cryptic rhymes made in the victims' blood, almost always hidden in a difficult to find location nearby. These poems always had a complex mark at the end, a dragonmark of unknown origin superimposed on top of a crown. It always left this signature behind, so there was never any doubt that these massacres were its doing. And, on top of all other atrocities, it took pieces of the victims, most often the head, and kept them as souvenirs.

But most horrifying of all, no bodies found in such a state could be raised from the dead, and no amount of surveillance or precautions would impede it. Money couldn't protect you. Connections couldn't protect you. Guards couldn't protect you. Magic couldn't protect you. People were starting to attribute it to a demonic plague, or a group of bandits, as the thought that a single entity could be responsible for such slaughter and then slip away unseen was too much to bear.

There have been no surviving accounts of what transpires during these killings to date.

Whatever it was, many names were attributed to it: The Scourge of Cyre; The Butcher; Metadeath; Bloodmist.

In its poems, however, it called itself "The King in Red".

If a marking can be found, and if Cidri's soul is unable to return to its body, the King in Red is, with absolute certainty, on this very train.

>> No. 4193 edit
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In shock by the realization, Kuro tries to clear his mind a little bit, but it's useless. The possibility stand still...
"Maybe I wasn't clear enough before" Kuro says, addressing to Sophie again.
"There's only one thing to do, raising him up from dead." "Sir, could we gather some magical reagents from the others VIPs? I don't think anyone will refuse to help" says Kuro, this time looking at D'Jorasco.
>> No. 4195 edit
"I don't see any reason why not," Garret replies, pitching in some of what he already has.

Recieved 50 gp in mystic salves.
>> No. 4201 edit
Accepting Garret's salves, Kuro checks his bag and finds a bunch of them as well.
"The investigation can continue once we bring Cidri back. I have almost everything I need.
Sir Gardain, would you be carrying a few healing salves or anything I can use for?"
>> No. 4202 edit
Snapping out of his shock, Gardain's tongue trips over itself trying to form words until he takes a deep breath to calm down. Mark is one step ahead of his charge and unties a purple velvet pouch from his belt. The artificer removes a small glass tube from one of his pockets and pours a tiny amount of fine powder from the pouch into said tube. He hands it to Kuro and nods, "Please bring back Master Cidri."

Kuro is given 400 gp worth of residuum.
>> No. 4203 edit
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Kuro simply nods in response. Then, after taking a deep breath he asks the onlookers to leave the gruesome room, but not before telling something to the swordmage.
"Hey, I got an awful feeling about this, could you keep an eye on my boss? Invite him to stay with you, if you would."
Once everyone is out, and if nobody has something to discuss first, Kuro will start the ritual.
If possible, start Raise Dead ritual.
>> No. 4206 edit
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It takes only about a minute of prayer before Kuro suddenly finds himself unable to speak another word in the ritual. Straining himself to say the syllables only causes him harm, and leaves him feeling dizzy and lightheaded. No matter how hard he tries, no matter how many attempts he makes, he chokes at the same point and is unable to continue any further. As he had the necessary components, there are only three reasons he can think of as to why the ritual could fail:

One, the subject is unwilling to return to life.

Two, any number of gods intervening to prevent the ritual from working.

Three, a magical effect has trapped the soul, or the soul no longer exists. The King in Red's preferred method.

There is still the remote possibility that this has nothing to do with the King in Red. It could be made up to look like they did it, and circumstances other than having the soul torn from the body may be why the otherwise reliable ritual is failing to work. Maybe the train ride hasn't gone to hell at all and it's merely a big misunderstanding.

As long as that wretched mark isn't here, as long as there's no message left behind, there is no reason to connect it to the King in Red instead of someone trying to copy him.

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"It can't be!"
The warlord stands up and gets out of the room. Once outside, he explains his worries to the rest.


"It was no good, and this is out of the ordinary. I sensed something very wicked while performing that ritual. Sir, I think there might be something really dangerous inside of this train. We should give this whole place a good inspection."
>> No. 4208 edit
Sora finally approaches the scene. Honestly, grisly deaths she's seen plenty--some even at the end of her own rampages. Man, back when she was insensible... the first 100 years of a hengeyokai were truly fearsome, when instinct ruled over reason.

Right now, Sora thinks she'd prefer it. She gives the room a thorough search, leaving no stone unturned, more fuelled by curiosity than actual commitment to the murder.

Each battlefield was the same. This time's no different.


Take 20, or if not possible, take 10 on my Perception for either 39 or 29 Perception.
>> No. 4212 edit
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Sora's keen senses reveal a lot to her, confirming what Raki said about the blood in the wash basin and no signs of a struggle at all. There's the little plastic box on the desk with several tiny tools within its casing, although much of the insides are broken. She doesn't know what it is, but it hardly seems relevant right now.

There's subtle scrapes on the ceiling from the tub to the door. What this means is unclear.

And then she makes a breakthrough. Her keen perception finds a tiny strand of orange-ish hair caught on the bottom of the lowest dresser drawer. She pulls out the dresser drawer to release what could be a clue, but there's something on the bottom.

A deep red symbol is carved into the wood with care and precision. Its shape is like a warped skull or an unknown dragonmark. The mark is superimposed over the outline of a simple crown that is also etched into the wood. The whole thing is covered in what is likely Cidri's blood, a gruesome piece of artwork made at his expense. The rest of the space is covered in etched writing, visceral calligraphy containing several lines of poetry. From how Sora holds it up, everyone can see the profane marking and the unnerving writings:

The twelve locks chain the Queen below
twelve keys to keep her bound
The twelve dukes held the keys for show
before their King was crowned

The lord's great army, strong and tall,
the King met on a whim
When he learned who made the mist fall
the lord chased after him

Then six dukes rode their horses swift
all racing to the throne
Though none can outrace their King's gift
that cuts them to their bone

The first duke was in his tower
and there he made his stand
But no walls impede the power
of the red King's fell hand

They huddle 'round and form a ring
the foolish and the wise
They fear the coming of their King
whose voice shall rend the skies


Only Sora sees the unusual properties of the hair strand : as she turns it over and examines it, it shifts between orange and a deep, dark blue, and back again.


Identifying what the mark might mean can be done with an Arcana, Dungeoneering, History, or Religion check, set at a moderate DC for general information, and a high DC for more specific information. Identifying the strand of hair requires passing a Nature check.
>> No. 4213 edit
"...It really is. The King in Red is here."
History check on the mark (28) http://orokos.com/roll/113756
>> No. 4214 edit
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>>4213
Kuro : The strange dragonmark symbol belongs to any number of the Cults of the Dragon Below, those who would revere the power of the underground world of Khyber. Since the dawn of civilization - human or otherwise - there have been those who revered the Dragon Below, seeking to placate the forces of darkness through sacrifice and devotion. Their goals are many and varied. Some seek to release horrible aberrations imprisoned within Khyber or to call up other dark forces from the underworld. Others hope to buy passage to a promised land beneath the surface of Khorvaire through blood sacrifice. Regardless of their beliefs, the Cults of the Dragon Below are often insane and always dangerous. Many prominent clans that still exist today are devoted to powerful aberrations. All they have in common are their dreams of a world consumed by darkness and evil.

Some Khyber cults seek power and may even have a vaguely rational plan for acquiring it, but most are driven by madness. Regardless of how sane or structured they may seem on the surface, the vast majority of cultists are fundamentally unstable. Virtually all cultists have no regard for life. Many consider themselves to be the chosen children of the Dragon Below, and the lives of the creatures around them are no more meaningful than those of insects. Most cultists practice in secret as society at large shuns such worship. The cults are illegal in all of the five nations. Ironically, few if any cults ever seek to release Khyber herself.


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>> No. 4215 edit
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The sect this mark belongs to, however, does.

The mark belongs to sect that calls itself the Children of the Underlord. The group's explicit goal is releasing Khyber, the progenitor dragon whose body forms the underworld of the Dragon Below, from her bondage, so that she may bring an end to all. Cruel Khyber, the dragon who slew Golden Siberys and made his scattered scales the stars, the wyrm who was bound by Gentle Eberron's body and trapped in a prison the entire world was built on. Khyber was the strongest of the three progenitor dragons, and could not be killed - only sealed away. Supposedly, she struggles even now to escape. The Children of the Underlord supposedly heard the voice of Khyber speak to them in their dreams as to how to free her. The group was smaller than many other sects, and otherwise no different in operations or goals.

Rumor has it they all died under mysterious circumstances during a pilgrimage to a holy site many years ago, and as small and secretive as they were, few people even noticed their passing.

>> No. 4219 edit
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Narerka silently ponders about the current state of affairs.
Insight Check
http://orokos.com/roll/113878


He then approaches Kuro and asks bluntly.

"So, what the fuck's going on ?"
>> No. 4223 edit
"There was a rumor back then in Cyre about a terrible 'something'. Some say it has slayed thousands of men. Gruesome murders, cryptic poems written with the victims' blood, and no way to bring their souls back. It calls itself, The King in Red..."

Making a pause, Kuro looks at the strange symbol again and continues.
"And this mark here is from the Children of the Underlord, a crazy group of cultists who wanted to bring back the dragon Khyber, or something. It's a little strange, though. That sect was supposed to have banished some years ago."

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>>4223
The Swordmage frowns. Visibly worried by what Kuro said.

"The King of Red ? And a cult ? On this train ?
Not good. Not good at all.
...That doesn't make sense... What's the link between the two ? I mean there's plenty of similarities between a mass slaughterer and cultists who'd want to bring back Khyber, but still... Was there a link between the two before then ?"

Getting silent again, he bites his thumbnail, his eyes staring at some undefinite point in space, visibly in deep thought, his eyebrows furrowing even more.

Try to remember something more about The so-called King in Red, The children of the underlord and the revival of the dragon Khyber
History check (35)
http://orokos.com/roll/114197


"...This is messed up"

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>> No. 4225 edit
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The consensus between the other passengers is about the same as Narerka's assessment. Gardain keeps trying to say something, but stops short to curse each time. Mark keeps his hand on his charge's shoulder in an attempt to reassure him. Garret and Cooke find the idea of a phantom-like killer frightening and exchange looks of incredulity and fear, while Flint looks in dire need of a smoke. Even Raki, previously the pinnacle of confidence and excitement, looks worried, staring at her feet uncomfortably. Once again, Miri is nowhere to be found, having dashed off to the crew cars some time after the symbol was found.

Cooke poses the question weighing heavily on everybody's mind, his grandiose manner of speaking utterly gone when he asks,
"So... What do we do now?"
>> No. 4230 edit
After standing in silence for what seemed to feel like three days, Kuro mutters something.
"I have no idea, but this guy might know.
Sir, I'm going to look for Lance. This place has become quite dangerous, would you come with me?"
>> No. 4232 edit
>>4071
Garret gives his consent, adding, "It would be wise to let him know about the current situation. Perhaps he will allow us to stop off in a nearby city and take an airship instead."
>> No. 4233 edit
Glad D'Jorasco is thinking straight as well, Kuro talks with his companions.
"Narerka, Melech, Lady Sophie. Could you bring everyone to the dinning cart? It would be good to alert everyone and have them calm down. Be sure to bring Mari and Miri. And please tell Parthia and Tainya as well, I don't think they have anything to hide, but have been acting a little suspicious."

Saying that, and making sure his boss is behind him, Kuro will walk to the engine room and will look for Lance.

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>> No. 4234 edit
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Garret follows closely behind Kuro as they make their way to the engine car. They pass first through the equipment storage, housing a tower of replacement conductor stones, should something happen to the track, and various other boxes and sacks. There's a large object covered by a tarp in the center of the room, but they have priorities beyond poking around where they shouldn't be.

Then they reach the crew quarters, where Miri is huddled over Mari. She's visibly shaken by something. Gardain informs her calmly that both of them might find safety in the dining car. The woman nods slowly and, leading Mari by the arm, heads toward the gathering of other people, finding safety in numbers. Mari stares at Kuro with wide eyes and looks as though she wanted to tell him something, but her mother insistently drags her along.

Finally, they reach the heart of the Lightning Rail, the engine room. The two of them enter the room and find it much more... industrialized than the rest of the cars. The floor and walls are made of thick sheets of metal welded and bolted together, much like the equipment storage they had passed through. While there's a lot to take in, they can see a few personal effects of Lance near where he's situated : a trunk, a mug of something hot, a pouch of chewing tobacco, a brass cuspidor, and a bowl of pasta mounted on a heating plate.

In any case, Lance acknowledges the arrival of Kuro and Garret without actually turning to face them, voice gruff,
"Not sure why people keep barging in here, but I'm hoping it's for something important this time."
>> No. 4235 edit
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The swordmage sees little to retort to Kuro's proposition. He starts waving his arms in the air to get everyone's attention.

"Everyone, we're going to gather in the dining car. Be very careful and do not stray afar from the group at any cost. We need to get the cleaning ladies and Parthia and Tainya too. I'm guessing those two are in their room, so we'll go there first. If anyone has any idea about the cleaning ladies, please do tell."

Just as he's about to lead the way to Parthia's room, the half-elf goes up to Raki, puts his hand on her shoulder and whispers directly to her ear.
He then quickly breaks off. After having made sure everyone that should be here is here, he starts to lead the way.

>> No. 4236 edit
Raki nods sternly in response, having had enough risks taken already. She looks to be deep in thought about the matter at hand.
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"Others have been here?" Kuro ponders.
"A hell of a reason man. Sir Cidri D'Sivis has been brutally murdered and the modus operandi is identical to a serial killer from Cyre.
The rest should be gathered in the dining room right now, but we have no idea what to do."

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>> No. 4238 edit
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The sound of thunder roaring outside is all Kuro hears in response at first. Lance seems to be taking in what he heard and thinking on it.

Finally, he has an answer to the issue presented to him:
"Here's what ya do, then. All of you go stay together in one place, and I'll stop off at Wroat to let the authorities deal with this mess. Should be a cinch to get an airship from there. Think you all can stay alive for three hours?"
>> No. 4239 edit
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"Three hours eh? What about you? One of us should stay with you."
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>>4239
"I appreciate the offer, but I can take care of myself. I have plenty of experience with not dying, after all."
>> No. 4241 edit
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"You look rather tough. But that sickness you mention before sounds pretty mysterious even to me, and that's a lot from someone with one of these." Says Kuro, pressing his right hand over his left arm, where presumably his dragonmark lies.

"If something's wrong give us a call. We should be able to stand still for a few hours."
>> No. 4243 edit
Lance grunts affirmatively in response as Kuro and Garret leave. "Stay safe, you two," he calls after them before they shut the door.
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Having arrived at the door of Tainya and Parthia's room, Narerka halts, then make a powerful knock.

"Lady Parthia, teigna, we have decided that everyone should gather in the dining car, for safety. Could you come with us ?"

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Parthia sighs before she shoves all of her important papers into a brown leather knapsack. "It would appear that we're needed elsewhere. Let us be off, then."

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Tainya nods, and stands from her position sluggishly, as if she'd been sitting there for days. She then follows Parthia and the rest of the group, intending to finish her trance once they've gathered.
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Shortly after the members of House Phiarlan join the group, Miri returns, leading her daughter by the hand. Kuro and Garret are next to arrive, bringing good news : the next stop is only an hour and a half away. If they can hold out for that long, then it'll be the town watch's problem, and everyone can travel by the relative safety of an airship.
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Trying to get rid of his sore throat, Kuro finally asks a drink to Flint. Once that's done, he decides to approach Tainya again.
"Sorry for the inconvenience, but it might be better to stick together until we arrive there."
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Tainya looks over the group nervously, then addresses Kuro in a serious tone, "Sir, ah 'eard it mentioned zat ze train will reach ze next stop in a mere 'our and a 'alf. Zat surely means ze killer will make a move before zen."
>> No. 4255 edit
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With everyone gathered, Narerka leads the group to the dining car while Kuro takes the rear position. The people gathered march past the grisly scene, Parthia in particular trying not to look at it. It's a very tense march through the rain, the sky darker than it has any right to be at this hour. At least it's not a long walk.

Miri prestidigitates everyone dry upon arrival, then sits at the nearest table. She huddles over Mari, who keeps staring at Kuro. Flint, meanwhile, obliges the warlord's order with some hot cider, then brings a hard drink for Mr. Goldsmith. The dwarf is much less animated than he was earlier, staring at the foamy drink with a distant look. His guardian brought the strange device that Cidri was working on and looks to be engaged in a ritual of some kind. And Garret tries his best to console the dwarf.

Cooke solemnly removes some trays from the food cart to reveal a set of fresh pies as dessert, but he doesn't bother with any bravado. His heart doesn't seem into it, and he retreats to a corner to fiddle with a rock the size of his fist. Raki sticks with Narerka, gazing sleepily out the windows as the dismal landscape blurs by. Just another hour to go...

Then Parthia responds to Tainya's concerns, whispering,
"With all of us gathered here, I don't think it'd be feasible for even the craftiest killer to attack." Saying this, she still glances around the room warily, expecting something to jump out at any moment and prove her wrong.
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Thanking Flint for the drink, Kuro throw stares to everyone, as if trying to find someone lying in the room. Unfortunately, the warlord wasn't born for detective work. Who knows, maybe in another life.
After a while, however, Kuro notices Mari's looks, and attempts to talk with her.


"Hey there, little lady. My name's Kuro Nobunaga. I'm from the group who caused trouble to your mother a while ago in the carts. I noticed you have been looking a little nervous, maybe there's something you want to tell us?"
>> No. 4257 edit
Mari seems to regret drawing Kuro's attention, and hides her face behind a thick leather book. Miri doesn't regard him well, either, and attempts to console her kid. The child slowly murmurs something from behind her book that sounds an awful lot like "Thank you, Ku-ro."
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"Thanks?" says Kuro, scratching his head.
"What are you thanking me for?"
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>>4258
Still muffled by her book shield, Mari replies, "Fr' saving home from bad men." This prompts Miri to look at Kuro incredulously, saying, "Him? This man right here?"

The book weaves up and down as Mari nods.

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"Oh, is that so?" Kuro wonders.
"Well I have fought many battles, I would need to ask where you two are from."
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Mari flips open her big leather book to reveal several drawings made in crayon on each page. She turns the pages slowly while looking for something in particular, while Miri answers Kuro, "Well, we used ta live in Metrol before the Day of Mourning. We - er, that is Mari, Erik(that's my husband), and myself - joined with some of the survivors and trekked towards Gatherhold. Before we got there we had to make camp several times, and whenever we did, these rotten brigands--"

Miri gets cut off when her daughter shoves the book in her face. She looks between the illustration and Kuro, then grins nervously.

"Heh... Gods, I guess I owe ya an apology. Sorry for screaming at you this morning, and thanks for all you've done."

Mari flips to another page and shows the open book to Kuro. It depicts what looks like herself, her mother, and another person with a big scar on their face, with the caption "NOW WE TOGETHUR AGEN" under a sunny sky. The little girl is beaming.
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"I hate to ruin the mood of this sappy feelgood story of yours," Raki interjects, her face showing just the opposite, "But we still have a freak on the loose, and I'd like to get everyone's alibis ready for the city watch."

Though some of the people gathered scowl at the detective, they begrudgingly admit she has a point.
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"Gatherhold...? Oh I remember now! That place sure brings me some fond memories." Says Kuro, almost completely ignoring Raki, with a proud smile on his face.

Then, replying to the detective, Kuro says what it should be already obvious.
"I was right here playing cards with Sir Gardain, Narerka, Lady Sophie, Melech and Sir D'Jorasco. Tainya, Mark, Flint and Cooke were also here, but as you already know Tainya left at some time before the body was found by us."
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Tainya replies to her charge warily, "Madam, ze killers actions, zey make no sense. At least not wit ze current information. I zhink we need to operate under ze assumption zey will attack again--zey will need to, in order to actually disrupt ze conference."

To Raki, she relates, "It iz as ah said before, ah was approached by miss Miri in ze game hall, and 'eaded to meet Cidri. When ah got zere, 'e was dead, an' ze door locked. You already know ze rest from wat ah related earlier."
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Parthia nods grimly. She looks uncertain when she says, "We'll be fine," and it doesn't sound reassuring at all.

Miri stares at Tainya blankly for a moment, then, very carefully, says,
"Begging your pardon, miss, but from when I collected the dishes to first discovering the body, I was with Mari here." To which Mari nods her head, not understanding what's going on. "I didn't even see you until I got back from checking on her after bringing everyone back."

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Tainya shrugs idly, then replies, "Zat may be, miss, but you or someone 'oo looked very much like you was ze one who called me away from ze car wit' ze ozers gathered."
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Raki looks between Tainya and Miri, face scrunched up in concentration and dragonmark flaring. Finally she says, "I can't tell if either of you are lying. So there's a mystery person that looks like Miri here that lured her out to the room?"

"May I add something?" Parthia d'Phiarlan says suddenly, surprising Raki and continuing before she has a chance to reply, "I was in my room reading the entire time, and there was a faint but constant amount of noise while, I assume, Sir d'Sivis was tinkering with something. Now, at some point, I heard Sir d'Kundarak's voice. Some time afterwards, the noise stopped altogether."

The warforged Mark replies sternly, again cutting off Raki, "I can assure you, miss, that Sir Goldsmith was in the dining hall until Miss Miri alerted us. As most of the people here can--"

There's a loud clapping noise as the detective stomps her foot on the hard tiles, shouting, "Quiet! All that I'm hearing are a lot of contradictions and no explanations. Can somebody please explain what the hells is going on?"
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"So that's it. Well, it seems the killer has shapeshifting abilities." Says Kuro, in a strangely relaxed tone.
"If that's the case then anyone right here could be culprit, as the killer could have taken someone else place."

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Kuro's remark draws a collective gasp from the assembled persons, who warily regard each other for attempts on their lives. Except for Raki, who sternly tells him, "Alright, before you go and give everyone a heart attack, could you please explain why the culprit would be some kind of shapeshifter as opposed to, say, a person wearing an ordinary disguise?" She's frowning at him, possibly because the disguise was her idea.
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"Disguise? Ah I hope at least mean illusion magic, as a normal disguise would be far too unreliable for an extended deception," Tainya comments, with not a hint of irony in her voice.
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"Simple enough, milady. The stories seem to imply the culprit not only managed to deceive two persons using different appearances in a very short time frame, but it also perfectly mimicked their voices. Besides, anything able to capture or seal it's victims souls is probably not short of magical resources."
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Kuro's explanation, along with Tainya's suggestion, is seemingly enough to supplant Raki's disguise theory. It is around this time that the train starts to quickly decelerate.

"Very well," she concedes, "Perhaps it is a shapeshifter. I suppose we'll be letting the authorities know soon, so that should be all--"

The detective is cut off yet again as the entire train shakes. The Lightning Rail is suddenly moving at full throttle again, and almost everybody is knocked down or almost falls over. Through the windows you can see the station zip by, and something else. A sea of glowing eyes and glinting metal, some of it from swords and weapons. Once or twice there's the distinct sound of metal smashing against metal echoing through the cars before the scene passes by. Nothing to see but a serene, green field, as if what you just saw was just a waking nightmare.

While others are picking themselves up off the ground, Raki retrieves her glasses and, agitatedly, shouts, "Hells, Hells, HELLS! They were waiting for us?!"
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Tainya seems rather smug, given the situation. "Ah told you, ze culprit would not act unless it had taken precautions to make sure we could not escape so easily."
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"So the Lord of Blades is collaborating with an assassin to make certain we fail," Parthia summarizes, wiping a trickle of sweat from her forehead. "One that has the ability to change its appearance and voice, as well as prevent resurrection from succeeding. Fan-freaking-tastic."

A few people give wary glances at Mark, who deadpans, "No, go on. Enlighten me as to how I might have betrayed my charge and killed someone while conducting a game at the same time." None of them have anything to say and avert their gaze in shame.

"I think the best option is to remain calm," suggests Garret, "and consider the best course of action."
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"It's as you said earlier, oui? Even killing every diplomat 'ere wouldn't stop ze conference. Therefore, other measures must 'ave been taken," Tainya looks around the room warily, then suggests, "Sticking togezer is an obvious good move... so it's most likely been planned for. Unless we are now irrelevant to zer plans, in which case zis is now someone else's problem. Not something we can plan for, ah zink. We should do somezing zey would not expect--go on ze offensive, perhaps. First, we rest up. Zen, as a group, zearch ze train, top to bottom."
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The ramifications of what Tainya is suggesting take a while to set in. It does sound like a good idea. But Flint has a question.

"Correct me if I'm wrong, but do you mean all of us, as a unit, searching together?"
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"Zat is what ah suggest. 'Owever, ah understand zis may be impractical, but perhaps if we merely split into two large groups and kept ze two near each other it would be enough," Tainya elaborates.
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The people gathered converse amongst themselves for a bit. It is decided that, obviously, the nobles will travel with their escorts. That leaves everyone else...

Mark has to drag Mr. Goldsmith off his stool to form the first group. Flint volunteers for the second. Miri glares daggers at Peren Cooke and waits for him to choose the second group, then goes with the opposite, taking Mari with her.

Thus far, group one is Mark, Gardain, Mari, and Miri. Second group is Cooke and Flint.


Pick a group before moving on.
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Tainya will move over to Cooke and Flint's group and begin trancing again.
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Seeing Tainya as a competent leader, Kuro decides to get into the other group.
>> No. 4289 edit
Sophie suggests she and Melech move to the same group as Tainya to even out the numbers.
>> No. 4290 edit
Taking Raki by the sleeve, Narerka joins Flint's group
>> No. 4291 edit
With the 'teams' decided, everyone attempts to rest and recover their strength. It's a very tense, very quiet six hour wait, broken only by a grumpy pixie throwing open the back door and heading to the front of the train - scowling at everyone and irritably rubbing at his eyes. Several minutes later, Lance passes through toward the rear car, grimly nodding to everyone gathered. All there is to eat is the food that's already been set out, which shows no signs of spoiling.

Soon, everyone's rested up, but it's about 8:00 PM during an autumn month, and the clouds refuse to clear, denying you even a glimpse of moonlight. Thus, everything is shrouded in total darkness, save for the illumination provided by intermittent bolts of lightning; only Tainya can reliably see anything at this point.


The party gains the benefit of an extended rest. That means all your daily powers, encounter powers, healing surges, hit points, and item daily powers are replenished
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While the group rests, Tainya attempts to discreetly mix another batch of poisons, in preparation for what's to come.

Prepare one dose of spotted toadstool venom, one dose of bloodroot poison, and one dose of carrion crawler brain juice.
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Stressed by the circumstances, Kuro ends up waking up each fifteen minutes while he's trying to sleep. However, being used to power napping, even an uncomfortable rest is enough to restore his vitality. There will be time to sleep once the VIPs are safe. Once he's up and ready to go, he addresses to D'Jorasco.

"Sir, if we continue at this speed, do you know how long it take until we arrive to a neutral city? This meeting will have to be delayed, as your security is much more important."
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Garret sounds worried and speaks slowly in response, "It was supposed to be a four day trip from here to Thronehold. But I don't know when we'll reach the next town."

By now, everybody sounds like they're waking up. Mostly it's moaning and groaning from other people who were looking forward to sleeping in plush beds instead of on cold, tiled floors. Conveniently, Flint reaches across the counter and flips a switch near the door, a couple of lamps slowly flaring to life.

"I can do you one better," the shifter says, having overheard the two talking. He fishes around in his pockets for a moment unfolds a worn scrap of paper. "According to this here travel itinerary, we'll hit the next town shortly after seven in the morning." He shows the paper to Kuro and Garret, asking, "Anything else you need?"

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Thanking Flint, the warlord adds.
"About twelve hours huh? Well it's late now, as long we successfully break through any kind of ambush they set for us then we should be able to make it in safe.
Oh well, do we still have something edible here? This might be a long night."
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"Food iz a secondary concern, monsieur! If we 're finished resting, we must move quickly to find ze killer!" Tainya says a bit impatiently.
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"As far I can tell" says Kuro, grabbing one of the sandwiches and giving it a suspicious look before biting it "the culprit might be on this same room. But just to be sure, yeah we should investigate the whole train, we might find a clue.

From the looks it seems you will be working with Melech and Lady Sophie while I'll stay with Narerka and Sora. I'm sure the killer won't have a chance to attack again as long we stay on guard."
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"Of course zey could be lurking among us! But we need to eliminate other possibilities first. If zey ARE hiding among ze rest of the train we need to try and find zem!" Tainya insists, gesturing for effect. Sighing, she says, "If 'ou must eat, do it quickly. Zere are sandwiches right 'ere, after all. But we need to start ze search soon!"
>> No. 4305 edit
Everyone appears ready, and somewhat antsy. Mark puts their attitude into words, speaking bluntly, "Shall we begin, or do we need an engraved invitation first?"

Current groups are :

Mark
Gardain
Mari
Miri
Tainya
Parthia
Melech
Sophie

Flint
Cooke
Kuro
Garret
Narerka
Raki
Sora

Everyone needs to make a perception check. Taking 10 is allowed.

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Tainya will spearhead the group, leading and looking as carefully as she can while quickly moving about.

Perception: http://orokos.com/roll/120398 (18)
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"Sure thing ma'am." Rushes Kuro, as he devours the rest of his meal.
Once it's time to investigate, he tries to keep an eye on everyone's in his group, and sticks together with Garret all of the time.


Kuro isn't Reiyasu: Perception (14) http://orokos.com/roll/120433
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"Sure thing."
Narerka follows along the group, sticking close to Raki, his hand on his scabbard, ready to draw.

Perception check : http://orokos.com/roll/120696 (7)
>> No. 4313 edit
"Yeah, al'right." Melech followed after Tainya and kept his guard up.

Perception check: http://orokos.com/roll/121852 (27)
>> No. 4314 edit
Glad Tainya's taking the initiative, Sophie follows along, sticking with Melech.
"I do hope we find the killer soon, lest we lost any more lives."
http://orokos.com/roll/121864 (14)
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With everybody ready, the investigation begins in earnest.

Serving Car - Literally nothing interesting here. This car probably wasn't even needed for the current trip, but was too much trouble to detach.

Kitchen Car - It's cold in here. It's very, very cold. Everyone finds the same things that Sora saw earlier. The big chests spewing out icy fog, the metal crates (full of meats and other perishables), the bottles of spices and herbs, the sacks and sacks of flour and sugar, and all the standard kitchen items. The cake beast from earlier stands docile inside its magic circle, gumdrop eyes fixed ahead. Mari refuses to go near it and has to be guided by her mother with her eyes shut.

Storage Car - No trace of the monsters from earlier. Miri was very thorough, and while the car doesn't exactly gleam, there's no trace of dirt, cobwebs, or slime that anyone can find. Inside the various sacks and crates, everyone is able to scrounge up a lot of (now worthless) pre-war bonds. Melech's keen eye discovers a false bottom in one of the crates, which contains 120 gold's worth of arcane reagents stashed away. None of the other objects share this trait.

Caboose - Lance is sleeping back here at the moment, laying on a wall-mounted cot held up by chains. The car has several wooden benches, likely to accommodate for third-class passengers. There's a set of controls back here that Kuro notes is similar to those at the front of the train, minus the eye-catching gadgetry and light shows. On opposite sides, two glass pillars glow with light from within, the personnel calling them 'back-ups'. For what, none of them know.

1st Class Cabin - In a hidden compartment of their luggage, Melech and Sophie happen to find a sending stone. Neither of them packed one, and it's unclear who this one is attuned to. Attempts to speak into it produce no results at the time.

Murder Scene - A closer examination finds the markings from earlier to be the remains of some sort of resin. The markings lead up the wall from the tub to the ceiling, and from the ceiling to the door. The markings are about arm's length. Melech finds a strand of hair caught on this resin that shifts colors when viewed from other angles, usually settling on blue. Investigating it would require a nature check.

Maintenance Car - There are a great deal of boxes filled with replacement parts for the train, and large sheets of metal to weld shut all but the most severe damage to the cars. While inert right now, a large stack of conductor stones is secured with ropes, to be used as replacements if anything happens to the existing track. Something in the center is covered by a big tarp, and removing it reveals an extending platform with a large mechanical apparatus on top. There is a place for somebody to sit, a base with various levers and switches, and two conical barrels extending forward from the base. When asked, the crew calls it an anti-theft measure.

Crew Car - Everything checks out here. Clean as a whistle. As you're checking things out, Lance passes through toward the engine car, and Thorn heads the opposite way shortly thereafter.

Engine Car - Four towering pylons glow with stored energies of the various elementals that fuel the train's systems. At least one of those elementals is visible through a thick pane of glass at the front: a huge wind elemental sitting inside an even bigger pylon with various pipes attached to its base. It's a bit obscured by the centerpiece of the car, a large globe balanced between gyroscopic rings. The globe barely seems to move at all, likely due to its positioning. From a control console extends an arm with a needle on the end that hovers over the southwestern area of Khorvaire. Approximately where you are right now. There's another arm that looks more like a lever; it's very conspicuous in how it's sticking straight up. Lance's personal effects are still here, and he's back at the helm.

By the time everyone is back in the dining car, it's already about seven in the morning, and from the windows you can just make out a city in the distance.

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