At Gold's request, I led the discussion with Dydrarus. Dydrarus carried himself with aristocratic style, and yet, seemed to not have the usual ego that goes with Station. I really felt that Gold should have been heading this conversation. When dealing with people of station, the leader should be head at the table, it can be perceived as an insult if the leader is not addressing the meeting. Dydrarus didn't seem to have an air that he cared, but it was a diplomatic error on Gold's part. I didn't feel I should decline his request since he is the leader, I question the judgment of the decision. Is Gold the right choice to lead us?
The discussion covered much. Past, present and going forward. It bothered me to see how much he knew about us. Our party apparently has garnered attention because of "Our Diverse Races". I was referred to as Undead. I AM NOT UNDEAD DAMMIT! I am not soulless, mindless, bent on killing. I wish to heal, protect! That is not an Undead trait. Races he talks about. Drow, Half Vampire, Undead, Dwarf, Half Orc, Dragon kin. I am not a race. I am an abberancy of life. I did not choose my current existence. I don't reproduce. The insult was more then I could bear. I've been trying to find out who I am, and they default to the same laden judgments of ignorance and fear. I am more then this, I am more then the ignorance and the fear. I am not Undead.
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Dydrarus knew much about The Iron, its leaders, and goals. He seemed to know about our mission. He seemed to understand, to politely insinuate, that we were pawns within a large political power struggle. Sornafein was quick to mention, pawns are not considered expendable, but I understand how the game works. Pawns are fodder, first to go in. As we grow, if we are successful, we become more important pieces in the game of life. Until then, we are disposable. Dydrarus' diplomatic skill was impressive. He used his words carefully, efficiently. I am sure Rory didn't understand the nuances of the discussion, but it was quite clear to me who was in charge, and where we stood in the machinations of these politics.
Throughout this process, Gold was very quiet. I was hoping for more leadership in his role, but he was absent. Dydrarus made numerous suggestions about how to proceed. In essence, what we had planned hasn't changed. Dydrarus was upfront with us. He knows of our quest to obtain the totem and said he would not interfere. He did qualify his statement however. If he deems the item "powerful", he would take it. Frankly, if he made that choice, there would be nothing we could do about it.
Inevitably, we decided to continue with our plan. I must say, the anger in me is growing. Being called Undead, even in Politically Correct terminology infuriates me. I am not sure what is worse. Being called undead, or, my so called friends not stepping up and speaking on my behalf. They all accepted the racial assignment without defending me. I guess I see what they think of me. Just an Undead healer.
We headed out after the Yellow Eyed Goblin. On the way, everyone apparently forgot what we were going to do. We all decided to have a chat in the middle of a chase. Really?! Rory decided to talk with Stephen and I lost it. He even insulted me using Stephen as his antagonist, as if he wasn't the one saying it. I grabbed the damn paper plate and tore it up. Rory looked like he was about to attack me over a paper plate! I am beginning to see what I am to this group. If a paper plate is of more value then..... well an Undead healer, maybe I will just stop healing, or at least healing those who view me in that light.
In the middle of Rory's bout of stupidity, Trevor decides to tell us our contract is up and we owe him more gold. Timing felt quite impractical. The deal was gold or loot. There has been plenty of loot. Yet, he has taken none. Seems awfully unfair. I gonna call this out before long. Gold did nothing of this highway robbery. His leadership should have called this out. Trevor seems to have control over Gold in some way.
Sornafein is trying to keep us together. I think back to the beginning when Sornafein had reservations of Gold's leadership. It is looking like he was right. Gold seems to be lost. Rory is a complete moron. Trevor is looking for his Gold Piece a day. Mazira is overwhelmed by it all. Sornafein is attempting to referee, and me..... Well, Im just an undead healer........