Sometime during the two weeks after Utiog has been destroyed, Alexis is walking with Ethelred through what used to be the village green.
“Having seen the sword in action, do you still think it is very fragile and easy to break? From what you’ve said, Barra bashed it several times against the ground while destroying Utiog. A layman like me would think that a powerful being like Barra smashing a sword on the ground would destroy a weak sword.”
Sometime during the two weeks after Utiog was destroyed, the group is in the old Inn of the River Village for a meal. Alexis addresses Telosh.
“While I admit there was some intellectual interest in the idea of killing all the gods, you seemed particularly interested in the idea. Do you still that strongly?”
While the group is resting, waiting for Telosh to fully recover. The glow of the dwarven crypt surrounds the group. Alexis is sorting through his equipment and organizing it. As he pulls out his old holy symbol to Tymora he looks at it a bit wistfully. The glow of the room seems to help bring out the shine of the simple silver disk. After turning the disk over several times, Alexis addresses the rest of the group.
“Is Tymora of any interest to any of you? This was given to me by my father when I was eight. He wanted me to have something to help with my luck. Promised to beat me if I lost it.” Alexis smiles at the memory.
Alexis turns the disk over for the rest to see “when I studied with Publius I hired a silversmith to modify the coin with the name ‘Tyche’. There is some evidence that Tymora and Tyche are the same, or Tyche was the older name. Or possibly Tyche was a lost daughter of Tymora. Or…? At the time I was sure I would someday find the answer to this riddle.”
Alexis looks expectantly at the group.
Telosh drifts in an out of consciousness as Gustav cares for him. Thoughts drift in and out of his mind…
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Gustav is more gentle than Sven was when Sven tending to Telosh’s wounds.
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Av’v, Ath, Torr-vann, Tylin, Raiden, Tymora, Dian-Cect, Kahru, Lomont, the Anemoi… some of these Gods Telosh has heard of before, some he has not… but what Alexis said rings true, praise and beseech them each in their turn…
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“Ath does not view himself as a betrayer,” isn’t that what Alexis said?
TyLin, guide me as you have, that I do not become a betrayer, that I may protect my companions. Give me strength to be open an true with my friends.
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Alexis thinks upon the feeling of slaying the scar-cheeked orcs.
Torr-van guide me to strike down my enemies swiftly and finality.
Raiden, guide me to protect my companions and humanity.
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Telosh thinks of the billowing spores of mold, how he was affected in a way that Ethelred was not.
Tymora, I accept you push and pull, and am grateful for your support and the lessons you teach.
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Telosh senses Gustav’s caring attention. The ranger is kind, provides for the group, cares for their wounded. He does not rush to fight, even against orcs and stink-lizards. Goblins may be his weakness, but even there, he listens to the counsel of others.
TyLin, see Gustav, aid him if it please you. If his path is not to you, I beseech you, please help him to find it.
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