Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20200103190855/@comment-17114085-20200201133012

"I will need to report this to the Arch-Curate. Karyor, seek a healer if you need one. Once you are recovered report to Knight-Paladin Torwith." Yslenor ordered before she left the Half-Breed.

It would be some time before the Nexus was cleared of people, with the injured taken away to the Chantry to be properly looked after and the soldiers returning to the Paladin's Keep.

Elina was in the same boat as the other Atmorans. There were no signs of any secret passage that the elves used for an escape route. She had seen a good portion of the paladins heading underground through that side passage, but down there she found nothing but storage rooms, a few dungeon cells and that golden shrine that she had seen near the very back of the fortress.

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Jarl Harald met with the other army leaders in the top of the fortress in what was once Yslenor's chambers.

"You let the damned elves escape." Jarl Ivar accused the young Jarl.

Harald kept a straight face, not letting the insults get to him.

"Weren't you the one that headed underground?" Hjörvard of Saarthal asked Ivar.

Ivar grunted. "What, you saying this is my fault boy?!"

"That's what it looks like to me." The heir of Saarthal argued, siding with his cousin Harald.

"It is no one's fault." Master Julfr Waterwalker of the College said. He had been sent to the meeting in Gauldur's absence, as the Arch-Mage was more interested in studying the golden shrine. "From what we can gather, the elves must have used some form of teleportation magic to escape. There is nothing any of you could have done."

"Couldn't you have done something, mage?" Ivar argued.

"No. We cannot block magic like this. Not unless we figure out how they did it and discover a way to counter it, which is what the Arch-Mage is trying to do. Though we can't promise that this is possible." Master Julfr explained.

Ivar's sentiments were initially shared by others of the meeting, but they eventually set aside their grievences after the calm explaination from the elder mage.

Jofrodr looked over at the group, noticing his fellow crewmates along with them. "Thank the gods. I was getting just about ready to blow myself up from all this damned work."

"What, you can't handle a bit of menial labor?" Huntmaster Helgi teased him.

"Fuck off. I was doing all this by myself." Jof retorned.

"Capture elves?" Elisiv didn't quite understand. "How are we going to learn anything from them?"

"I don't understand either, but the mage seems to think he can do it. Might as well leave one of them alive to see if he can." Captain Bodvar stated. None of the Companions spoke Falmeris and they doubted that the elves spoke Atmoran. Lars' interrogation plan was pretty far-fetched, but Bodvar was told to humor him so he was going along with it.

Jofrodr pushed himself up. "Well how are we going to set our own trap?"

Bodvar looked to Lars. "Yes. What do you suggest, mage?"