Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5583506-20150722184854/@comment-5583506-20150813205941

"Seems like they are marking some sewer entrance, but what would be of interest to find there? In sewer section 14?" asked Anhjari. "Whatever it was, it seemed to be urgent for our runaway-alchemist. I suggest we head there tomorrow in daylight and try to find out just what we need to know. For now, we really oughta get some rest."

Montinette guided the Investigators into what seemed to be an archive. Shelves upon shelves rose from floor to the ceiling stuffed with all matters of documents and scrolls.

The alchemist started to dig into a chest of numbered papers, tossing some of them aside, at least those he considered to be unimportant. "Let's see here", he mumbled. "If you truly want to put your lives at risk in order to put the Order into a permanent grave, I might be able to recreate the Elixir of Life, but only as far as the Order itself managed to figure it out."

He glanced over his shoulder. "And you do know what that means, don't you? That means that you will have to locate the incomplete formula. The one they had in their possession before my forefather completed the elixir on his own. In other words: the reagents and the formula to complete the elixir as far as the Order themselves succeeded, is in the hands of them. If only of them has them or if they all share them, I do not know."

He brought out a paper he rolled out on the table before them. "This here is a document of all the last known locations of the Order members. There are five of them in total. Five hideous and immortal abominations whom shares a hatred against me and my kin. But they are not alone. They will most likely have influenced other corruptible fools into aiding them, promising them the rewards in the form of the Great Work."

He pointed at the names listed. "Here are their identities. There was Ignatius Behrman. What became of him I don't know. All the old entries specify that remained at the Academy even after my forefather escaped with the formula and the completed elixir. There was Nicodemus Verus. His last whereabouts was on an inn at the Red Road, but that was centuries ago. However I do know that he has a descendant living in Cheydinhal by the name of Silas Verus. Apparently he is some sort of a young nobleman. He might be inclined to help you out, but I would doubt it. After all, you are going to put his forefather six feet under."

He scratched the back of his neck. "Then there was Marandus Carmiro. He actually used to own an estate here in the Imperial City in the Talos Plaza District, but if he still remains there I would not know."

He shrugged. "Although, if they were to come for me, it would without further doubt be Marandus who would be my killer." He then shifted his attention back to the paper. "There was Francis Belmont. According to notes, my forefather managed to track his location to somewhere in the vicinity of Leyawiin. I can pretty much put my life at risk that he was the one who slew Cordius."

He sighed. "And lastly... he pointed his finger at an unmarked place on a map in one of the documents, in the mountains north of Chorrol. "Andrachel. According to my forefather's notes that Altmer always had a nasty streak to him. He was dabbling in necromancy and whatnot. His last known location was a crypt somewhere in this territory. It is not marked on any map, so finding it will be more tricky, escecially considering that all these places were their known whereabouts centuries ago. They might just as well have moved. But nevertheless, I will make a note for you."

Montinette scrawled down the details on a piece of paper and fastened it to a map with the locations marked.

The note was reading:

Ignatius Behrman: The Crimson Academy.

Nicodemus Verus: Suggest asking his descendant in Cheydinhal.

Marandus Carmiro: Talos Plaza District, the old Carmiro residence (search in the City Archives for the correct location).

Francis Belmont: Somewhere in the vicinity of Leyawiin, presumably hiding out in the Blackwood.

Andrachel: The Colovian Highlands.