01 Blackstaff Tower by Forgotten Realms

Author:Forgotten Realms [Realms, Forgotten]
Format: epub
Published: 2010-04-10T16:06:54.847000+00:00

Renaer sleepily rolled over on his couch and faced Osco. "If it's any of the doors in the tower, I've their only keysand they're all magically locked besides. There's things up there you shouldn't disturb, Osco. Things I know to leave well enough alone." Osco sulked as he walked to the table and burled his frustrations beneath a flurry of eating, consuming what remained of the large ham and the bread. In between bites, he mumbled, "Just because I wasn't up all night doesn't make lying around all day dull as dwarves." Vajra, who had remained unconscious most of the day, rose slowly from the divan and said, "The hin speaks true. We must get to Blackstaff Tower. It has chosen a potential heir. I need to become Blackstaff before that pathand my minddissolves. I have need of Varad's books and counsel." With that, Vajra vanished. The only sounds in the room were the crackles of fire and the snorting chuckles of a halfling with his mouth full. The others staggered up from dozing as Osco said, "Guess someone's disturbing things anyway, chiefand I doubt she's gone to the kitchens." With that, he dashed out of the room and cut left down the corridor. Vharem asked, "Where'd she go?" Renaer threw off his furs with a growl. "Varad's books are eithet here or in the tower!" By the time the whole quartet roused themselves from beneath their furs, Osco's movement had lit up all the torches back down to the entry chamber. Renaer snapped "Stlaern!" as he pushed past a tapestry and through an open doorway mostly blocked by the wall-hanging. Vharem, Meloon, and Laraelra followed him into the stairwell that led up into a high tower. A blizzard howled outside the slim arrow-slit windows. Ice and snow pelted the tower. They ignored the smaller landings and doors as they raced past two upper levels and found Osco at the third landing, waiting for them in front of a door. "Well," Osco said. "Saer, 'I've got the only key to the tower rooms,' I can hear her rummaging around in there." Renaer scowled at him and reached into his belt pouch to withdraw a silver key. Osco's eyes widened, as the key was a true work of art. Pure silver with some light runes around the bow end of it, the key's tines were table- and trap-cut emeralds of various sizes. "Weird key," Osco muttered. "No wonder I couldn't pick the lock." Renaer unlocked the door and opened it. The five of them entered a chamber that seemed larger than the tower in which it was housed. Renaer noted it was devoid of cobwebs and cold, unlike the lower rooms, and very orderly. Not a single book lay out on any of the three tables, nor were any stuffed haphazardly atop a shelf. The only things on the tables were rows of wooden rods, ivory wands, and other components laid out as if someone were planning to craft something. In

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