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Silk and Steel

Happy Friday! Well our forray into Icewind Dale last weekend nearly wiped our entire high-level party just from the cold and scary as that was it really set the scene for the horror-feel and made everything super intense and sand-boxy which we haven’t had for a looooong time – it felt more like playing something like Blades in The Dark. Brilliant ๐Ÿ˜€

But enough Dnd – here is the next bit of Silk and Steel – if you happened to miss the chapter waaaaayyyy back where the Doctor met Pan Twardowski in the park in the form of The Crow Man you want to know that Pan gave the Doctor a mysterious vial that looked similar to demonsong and told him to find a way to make Spyro drink it…. just sayin… XD XD XD ๐Ÿ˜‰

โ€œAnd now that they are out of the way,โ€ the doctor said, as he placed a glass in front of Spyro and took one for himself, โ€œif you expect me to be involved in this scheme, then I expect absolute candour from you, as always.โ€
Spyro ingnored the drink and leaned in close.

โ€œAll I require for this one is your advice and your discretion.โ€ he said, his voice low and intense.

The Doctor stared hard at him. โ€œThe more information I have, the better the advice I can give.โ€ He spread his palms, โ€œAs for discretion, you know it is not a concept I have ever had much time for, butโ€ฆ it would not suit me at present to see you in any form of difficulty.โ€

Perhaps the only reason I am still alive. – Spyro couldn’t help reflecting and he supressed a shudder at how close he thout he had come to pushing the powerful Ghani too far.

He nodded, intimating that the sentiment was both accepted and reciprocated, for now. โ€œVery well then. An old aquaintance has returned to the city โ€“ an unimaginably powerful one who, for reasons I won’t bore you with, wishes to put an end to our lucrative corporation.โ€

โ€œYou mean he wants you dead.โ€

Spyro spun his glass again,still ignoring the full one the doctor had givenhim. โ€œI did not say that,โ€ he said, smiling up through his fringe of dark curls.

The Doctor held his gaze. โ€œYou did not have to.โ€

Spyro licked his dry lips and for a long while they sat there, locked in yet another of their many stand-offs.

At length, the antiques dealer leaned back, threw his arm over the back of the bench and let his gaze wander around the room before finally deigning to re-join the conversation. โ€œThis person commands an uncommon power,โ€ he said, keeping his voice low, โ€œsomething akin to that wielded by the church and the vesperaiโ€ฆโ€

โ€œThen perhaps Blondell is your better choice of confidentโ€ฆโ€

โ€œDamn it!โ€ He struck the table with his fist in frustration and instantly regretted it as he saw the ghani’s colour begin to rise.

โ€œLook, I can’t trust Blondell,โ€ he said earnestly, โ€œyou are my business associate and one of my oldest and closest companions, I am trusting the matter to you and to no one else.โ€

The Doctor nodded thoughtfully. โ€œFine. Then speak.โ€
โ€œI need a way of combatting that power myself. I have seenthis man bested by demons once before andI am curious โ€“ what would be the effect on someone who is not demon-bound if they drank demonsong? Would it give them a similar power?โ€

The Doctor raised his eyebrows. โ€œI am a man of scienceโ€ฆโ€

โ€œYou are an alchemist is this not your area of expertise?โ€

โ€œDemonsong remains at present a theological conundrum. However,โ€ he added as he saw Spyro was about to make a retort, โ€œI have been regularly subjected to the pompous rhetoric of my fellows enough to convey that the most widely accepted theory on the subject maintains that demonsong works the way it does because it calls to the divine spark present in all things โ€“ god calling to god, if you will.โ€

Spyro shrugged as if it mattered little and the The Doctor pressed on.
โ€œWhen a demon-bound person drinks demonsong it is generally supposed that it awakens that divine spark within the demon and grants it, for a short while, a burst of god-like power. If there were no demon, thenโ€ฆโ€

โ€œOh my goodness! I am SO so sorry!!โ€ The barmaid who had bustled over to clear their empty glasses suddenly slipped, sending the four untouched drinks spilling all over the table.

โ€œDon’t trouble yourself, it was merely an accident,โ€ The Doctor said, โ€œI have not a splash upon my person.โ€

Spyro, who was quite drenched from the waist down and now sported claret stains upon his white shirt smiled reassuringly as he pulled a handkerchief and began mopping at his trousers. โ€œThe Doctor is right, it matters not at all, โ€œ he said pleasantly.

The barmaid shook her head, โ€œI will get you another round out of my tips, my loves,โ€ she said, patting his arm and collecting the glasses onto her tray.

โ€œI wouldn’t hear of it,โ€ Spyro said, โ€œhave one for yourself instead.โ€ And he gave her a handful of fleshcoins and a winning smile.

They waited until she had gone before resuming the conversation.

โ€œSo you think it would have no effect because there is no demon?โ€ Spyro deduced.

The Doctor shook his head. โ€œQuite the opposite, I think the results would be very interesting. I will bring you a vial of the stuff tonight if you wish.โ€

Spyro frowned. He had been certain that the Doctor had been heading down the opposite track and now he wondered how he could have misinterpreted his tone and expression so badly. I am letting this Twardowski business affect my judgement. He chided himself. The sooner it is dealt with the better. โ€œSo, theoretically, drinking demonsong would give a person a burst of power similar to that of a demon? For a short time.โ€

โ€œFor a short time, it would seem so.โ€

โ€œThen I am for it. Thankyou,โ€ he said earnestly, as Fey returned to the table, steering an unsteady looking Xander gently but firmly by the shoulders.

โ€œDon’t mention it.โ€ The Doctor replied, moving over so that the pair could take their seats again.

โ€œReady to play?โ€ Spyro asked.

โ€œAll set.โ€ Fey grinned confidently.

Xander nodded but didn’t say a word.

2 responses

  1. I’m glad you had such a splendacious time Dungeoning and Dragonning.๐Ÿฅฐ Oh this chapter is fabulous. I remember the vial well…I’m so glad you added this snippet, I loved it.
    The good Doctor is a master in the art of dissembling methinks ๐Ÿ˜

    ๐—ง๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐——๐—ผ๐—ฐ๐˜๐—ผ๐—ฟ ๐—ฟ๐—ฎ๐—ถ๐˜€๐—ฒ๐—ฑ ๐—ต๐—ถ๐˜€ ๐—ฒ๐˜†๐—ฒ๐—ฏ๐—ฟ๐—ผ๐˜„๐˜€. โ€œ๐—œ ๐—ฎ๐—บ ๐—ฎ ๐—บ๐—ฎ๐—ป ๐—ผ๐—ณ ๐˜€๐—ฐ๐—ถ๐—ฒ๐—ป๐—ฐ๐—ฒโ€ฆโ€

    โ€œ๐—ฌ๐—ผ๐˜‚ ๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ ๐—ฎ๐—ป ๐—ฎ๐—น๐—ฐ๐—ต๐—ฒ๐—บ๐—ถ๐˜€๐˜ ๐—ถ๐˜€ ๐˜๐—ต๐—ถ๐˜€ ๐—ป๐—ผ๐˜ ๐˜†๐—ผ๐˜‚๐—ฟ ๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐—ฎ ๐—ผ๐—ณ ๐—ฒ๐˜…๐—ฝ๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐˜๐—ถ๐˜€๐—ฒ?โ€

    โ€œ๐——๐—ฒ๐—บ๐—ผ๐—ป๐˜€๐—ผ๐—ป๐—ด ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐—บ๐—ฎ๐—ถ๐—ป๐˜€ ๐—ฎ๐˜ ๐—ฝ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐˜€๐—ฒ๐—ป๐˜ ๐—ฎ ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ๐—ผ๐—น๐—ผ๐—ด๐—ถ๐—ฐ๐—ฎ๐—น ๐—ฐ๐—ผ๐—ป๐˜‚๐—ป๐—ฑ๐—ฟ๐˜‚๐—บ. ๐—›๐—ผ๐˜„๐—ฒ๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ๐—ฟ,โ€ ๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐—ฎ๐—ฑ๐—ฑ๐—ฒ๐—ฑ ๐—ฎ๐˜€ ๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐˜€๐—ฎ๐˜„ ๐—ฆ๐—ฝ๐˜†๐—ฟ๐—ผ ๐˜„๐—ฎ๐˜€ ๐—ฎ๐—ฏ๐—ผ๐˜‚๐˜ ๐˜๐—ผ ๐—บ๐—ฎ๐—ธ๐—ฒ ๐—ฎ ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐˜๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐˜, โ€œ๐—œ ๐—ต๐—ฎ๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ ๐—ฏ๐—ฒ๐—ฒ๐—ป ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐—ด๐˜‚๐—น๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐—น๐˜† ๐˜€๐˜‚๐—ฏ๐—ท๐—ฒ๐—ฐ๐˜๐—ฒ๐—ฑ ๐˜๐—ผ ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐—ฝ๐—ผ๐—บ๐—ฝ๐—ผ๐˜‚๐˜€ ๐—ฟ๐—ต๐—ฒ๐˜๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ถ๐—ฐ ๐—ผ๐—ณ ๐—บ๐˜† ๐—ณ๐—ฒ๐—น๐—น๐—ผ๐˜„๐˜€ ๐—ฒ๐—ป๐—ผ๐˜‚๐—ด๐—ต ๐˜๐—ผ ๐—ฐ๐—ผ๐—ป๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ๐˜† ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฎ๐˜ ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐—บ๐—ผ๐˜€๐˜ ๐˜„๐—ถ๐—ฑ๐—ฒ๐—น๐˜† ๐—ฎ๐—ฐ๐—ฐ๐—ฒ๐—ฝ๐˜๐—ฒ๐—ฑ ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐˜† ๐—ผ๐—ป ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐˜€๐˜‚๐—ฏ๐—ท๐—ฒ๐—ฐ๐˜ ๐—บ๐—ฎ๐—ถ๐—ป๐˜๐—ฎ๐—ถ๐—ป๐˜€ ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฎ๐˜ ๐—ฑ๐—ฒ๐—บ๐—ผ๐—ป๐˜€๐—ผ๐—ป๐—ด ๐˜„๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ธ๐˜€ ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐˜„๐—ฎ๐˜† ๐—ถ๐˜ ๐—ฑ๐—ผ๐—ฒ๐˜€ ๐—ฏ๐—ฒ๐—ฐ๐—ฎ๐˜‚๐˜€๐—ฒ ๐—ถ๐˜ ๐—ฐ๐—ฎ๐—น๐—น๐˜€ ๐˜๐—ผ ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐—ฑ๐—ถ๐˜ƒ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ฒ ๐˜€๐—ฝ๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐—ธ ๐—ฝ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐˜€๐—ฒ๐—ป๐˜ ๐—ถ๐—ป ๐—ฎ๐—น๐—น ๐˜๐—ต๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด๐˜€ โ€“ ๐—ด๐—ผ๐—ฑ ๐—ฐ๐—ฎ๐—น๐—น๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด ๐˜๐—ผ ๐—ด๐—ผ๐—ฑ, ๐—ถ๐—ณ ๐˜†๐—ผ๐˜‚ ๐˜„๐—ถ๐—น๐—น.โ€

    The barmaid’s intervention was most intriguing…๐Ÿค”but ingtrigue aside for a mo, how I loved our debonair doc’s assurance:

    โ€œ๐—œ ๐—ต๐—ฎ๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ ๐—ป๐—ผ๐˜ ๐—ฎ ๐˜€๐—ฝ๐—น๐—ฎ๐˜€๐—ต ๐˜‚๐—ฝ๐—ผ๐—ป ๐—บ๐˜† ๐—ฝ๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐˜€๐—ผ๐—ป.โ€
    He’s a class act…as are you. Always, my scrumptious souffle โค๏ธxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx


    September 26, 2020 at 7:12 am

    • Tee hee! He is a scoundrel indeed! XD I’m so glad you liked his little shots of mischief making XD – and I’m cuffed to bit you remembered Pan’s vial… I have the terrible notion I’m just blathering nonsense 9 sheets to the wind! XD I’m so so sorry it’s taken me a while to reply – it sent this message to spam (It is now sending every comment to spam apparently – perhaps on the account of me having to trash so many comments on a rampage last week! XD XD XD ) and after I approved it it disappeared! Shocking rude! So I’ve had to track it down and only seem to be able to reply when I’m logged out of my admin account. Lol! They really are playing silly buggers XD But thankyou my treasure I’m so so glad you liked it – tentacles crossedt his message gets through! XD XD xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

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      September 28, 2020 at 9:32 am

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