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Despite Spite

by Brom Van Brunt

As we headed back to Forcalish, the party still reeled from the encounter with him.

Cassandra sought comfort in Fathom's arms. "I don't want to lose you too."
"It came close. Not just with me -- with everyone." Cassandra insisted that though she/i] had to confront him, the rest of us did not.
"Cassie, if you're going after him, I can't let you go alone."
"Well, you don't have a sword I can inherit, y'know?"
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Brom, of course, burst in to find Cassandra, and ask questions about the Raven Queen, the dead, and "who lords over the dead".

Cassandra: "She's the gatekeeper"
The Raven Queen is the enemy of undeath, but Cassandra fears that, like Bahamut, the Raven Queen will not directly help us.

"Brom, are you okay?"

Brom: "We need to stop him"
Cassandra: "That's all we can do"

Cassandra later contacted Aelilah via sending, but with no response. As a fallback, she magically contacted Aelilah's second-in-command Tua. He responded: she is ill, with no cure seeming to work. To our great dismay, he feared foul play.

Worried about this, as well as bearing questions about the cards, Cassandra panicked -- we should go to the Rivering Woods to see the witch of the north. Everyone took a breath and double-checked our heading: Eragon needs to go to Teregos (for the Trickster), which is shorter than any of us realized (it's only a few hours away). We would restock there, then head north, stopped at New Senedar for directions and (more) supplies.

Teregos: Where it Begins and Ends

Five people once met in Teregos; now only three returned (with new friends).

Brom was the one to offer a solution: he could wrap the mirror and drop it off, as a courier, to the Lady Exilla Deseer. "It seems so simple," everyone agreed. As we went to the marketplace for supplies, Cassandra reached out through the weave and scryLady Deseers. She couldn't "see" anything, and so thoughts turned to deception -- Eragon and Brom would sneakily deliver the mirror, while the rest of the party relaxed onboard the Sharktooth.

It did not dawn on Brom, until now, that none of the Fatecarvers are from Teregos.

Nogare and Morb

Brom was able to find a shop in Teregos to buy clothes from, one that was discreet enough.

Himael

Eragon, now a male human Nogare -- Nogare the "hat-seller" (haberdasher).

Nogare/Eragon was about to find out that Lady Deseer is a noblewoman of some status and politically active.

"Do you know where the Deseer house is? I'm a courier with a package to drop off."

its a shame to hear what happened
Mister Deseer is lost at sea, on one of the their vessels.

found house
Eragon at the stoop with Brom knocking at the door. Lady Deseer answered, and Brom explained the package came "from a delivery inbound from the harbor". All in all, a successful mission.

As they walked back to the Shortreef, it came out that Eragon doesn't know his parents. He was separated from them as a child, as "Tier Shanigray didn't want me to find them once it was found". And then with the Karakedai and the

Eragon finds the most solace in their death, as it would be the least painful outcome.

When asked, Brom talked a bit about his family: about how he wasn't close to his parents, and how leaving the Sister Isles with the other Champions was when he severed ties. But between those champions and the Fatecarver champions, "you've made a new family" (according to Eragon). The two embraced; it was another good moment.

Clan Whitemaul

After some discussion, the remaining party members (at Cassadra's behest) decided to see if Luce's family was... around. To pay respects, in essence, to his grave or memorial.

Clan Whitemaul, Luce's second mom, has their clanhall on the outskirts of Teregos. The party travelled, an hour or two, to be greeted at the doors by several dwarf kids.

"I know you knew Luce -- I was there at the closing ceremony in Forcalish, with the spears and everything. Very exciting, wasn't it?" A dwarven matriarch through and through, Momma Ruela took the party to the basement, to the hall of the dead and Luce's resting place. "I'm sorry for the mess," she repeated over and over, as family milled about and children played. At the grave, everyone spoke highly of Luce. "We miss him, but it happened. It happened, because he was living the life he wanted. And he did what mattered, not just to him but to other people." Fathom took a moment, alone, to "speak" to Luce. "Thanks, for all you did [for Cassandra[. I hope, somehow, we could meet eachother some day".

Eventually, everyone reconvened aboard the Sharktooth. Stories were exchanged, and the trip to New Senedar was begun.

Black Moon

That night, as we sailed under a dark sky, Eragon awoke suddenly in the middle of the night. A chill hung in the air. The door to his cabin wouldn't open, and as he moved to investigate, something paralyzed him with fear. A low, familiar voice spoke from behind him: "You didn't think we were finished, Eragon, now did you? It's okay..."

A small furry animal lunged at Eragon from behind.....

"Trickster! What the fuck!"
"You did a great job! I'm here to congradulate you! Also, I need something else --"
"No! Not after that!"

Trickster explained that the mirror is Camia's, the Forcalish ambassador to Teregos. Miss Deseer recognizes the mirror, and being friends with Camia will return it to her friend. The social call is

She's gonna discover, on that social call, that her husband is in fact not dead, but instead eloping with Camia -- both of whom are planning to leave Teregos in a few days. "Boom! Chaos!"

Trickster continued: "up north (where we were headed), there's a survivor's camp populated by northerners (of course). Karista, a 'strong, thicc, rude-stereotype-of-northerners', needs to not be in her tent on a specific night. Yeah, it's the place where they plan stuff out, and yeah fuck in there. Just wait for my signal -- oh, and you cannot tell any of your friends about this, okay? I really need this secret, okay? Big, BIG payoff here."

Cassandra, every day, tried to scry Lord Seront. It was the third casting of the spell that she was able to see him: one hand bandaged, eating brunch with his daughter. This one looked suspiciously like his eldest (the one we were to save). When asked, he deined sending us a letter: "My signet ring was recently taken from me, and my hand with it". Cassandra agreed, warning that the threat is still dangerous, but we were handling it.

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