Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-12599067-20141127202735/@comment-12599067-20150116015410

Efmrider wrote:. "You dump it and look through it, Ranulf.  You've only explained one part of what I'm asking--the part about the Empire not being able to find the prisoners.  I also want to know if the Emperor directly authorized this mission, what it is you ARE hiding, because there's been something going on between you and Veranwen from the beginning--and while we're at it--why that guard at the Pass acted so strangely." Ranwulf hesitated, then stepped forward and retrieved the bag. He looked to Veranwen, who nodded with the quite nearly imperceptible nod of her head. He nodded in return, moved back to his original position, and dropped to a knee. He then began sorting through the bag's contents: spares robes, papers, scrolls, miscellaneous feminine necessities, potions, arcane goods, travel food.

Once he had nearly emptied the bag, he reached in one more time and abruptly paused with his hand in the bag. Once again he looked to Verawnen. Some silent conversation passed between them and her eyes widened briefly. But she finally nodded, although her eyes reflected tears and worry. Ranwulf reached in and withdrew...

A small silver necklace stylized to look like some elegant forest flower, which he promptly (but gently) added to the top of the pile. It obviously held some significance to Veranwen, and seemingly to Ranwulf through her, but it wasm't familiar and didn't seem to be much more than a simple piece of jewelry.

"Now look, Kasra," Ranwulf began as he started sorting through papers and scrolls. "Before I start talking... you understand that if any of what I'm about to tell you... if anything of our mission escapes to someone working on the other side of things... it's on our heads. All of our heads. We may be the ones spilling secrets, but you're the one who's forced our hand. Just take a moment to reflect on that."