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Treat this as if it were in the Helisto room - let's see where it leads!!
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Talarius sits at His usual place at the long temwood table in the dining room of House of Talarius. The inevitable sprawl of scrolls are scattered before Him but His mind is elsewhere. He stands and walks to enjoy the heat of the fire and gazes at the beautifully drawn map of the Island that hangs over it.

climb down the stairs, as she dances happily down the hall making her way to the dining room, seeing her Master gazing into the fire she smiles brightly as she pads towards Him, peeking to the table seeing He was, of course, working hard, she sways to Him sliding to her knees as she peeks up to Him and says..."Greetings my Master"

Entering the room I see Talarius standing warming Himself by the fire, with his girl kneeling beside Him, saluting Him I say, Tal, did You know" there is a deputation of traders at Your front door wanting to see You", ~in answer to His question what do they want to see Me about~, I smile and say, I didn't ask them, Wait here I will go select three of their number and bring them in to see You, I'm most interested to know what they want, turning I walk off to the front door, a guard is trying to keep some semblance of order, tapping him on the shoulder I indicate to three of them at the front of the crowd, Obviously the ring leaders, let them three in, Talarius will see them. turning I walk back to the dining room the three traders following in My wake, entering I point to a spot just inside the door saying, "line up there".

Kneels quietly next to her Master and seeing Master Aiken she says "Greetings Master" seeing Him speak to Master and leave bringing a few Men to see Master she remains silent

"Tal Admiral, thanks for intercepting them!" I grin as My Akab barks orders to the trio of traders, but they are always a troublesome caste. Turning to iona I greet her saying, "Go fetch five tankards of ale iona, I have a feeling there's some talking to be done here!". I swing My chair round to see what sort of a catch Aiken has landed and am not surprised to see Klem the shoe seller and Graspious, purveyor of silks there. The third man looks a stranger to the Island, his mode of dress seeming more suited to the Tahari desert. "Tal Clem and Graspious", say I, and introduce Myself to the stranger saying, "I am Talarius, what can I do for you this day?"

Yes my Master. she rises to her feet as she swiftly making her way into the kitchen moving like the wind to the sink diving her hands into the waterfall washing her palms thoroughly. Moving to the shelves she removes 4 tankards from their rest as well as her Master's and Master Aiken's resting them to a tray below. she takes a cloth to each tankard polishing them to perfection. Taking the tray in her hands she moves to the cooling room as it's cold welcome guides her in, making way to the ale. Taking each vessels she lowers it below the spigot alerting the ale to fill the empty bodies, she also fills Master Aiken's tankard with cold ale, leaving her Master's empty. Taking the tray in hand she returns to the kitchen and finds the keg, lowers her Master's tankard below the spigot filling it with ale. With the tray in hand she makes way to the dining room, sliding the tray to rest upon its surface lifting her Master's from the tray as she moves to Him letting to her knees bringing the Tankard to get heat for three beats then to meet her lips before extending it to Him..."Master iona brings You ale in hopes You find it pleasing"

Enters the dining room looking around I am met with a group of FM and iona serving them. "Tal to You All FM" I say. Moving to the table I take a seat wondering why They are gathered, I recognise 2 of the 3 visitors. I hear Klem mention sandals .... thinks to Myself I wonder if saffi has been to the shop again lusting after a pair of sandals...........

Hearing the one called Klem clear His throat, I say, "come on Man, spit it out, We haven't got all day, let Talarius hear Your grievance. if that is indeed Your reason for being here", "Well" says Clem, glancing at His two colleagues, "Verbert the Beachcomber, was on Frog Island, walking on the beach, when He saw some footprints", Interjecting I say, " pray tell Us what You feel is so unusual about footprints in the sand?" "Well Admiral", He says, "Verbert says they were Kur footprints", Hearing Talarius sigh, I say, "and what makes Verbert think they were Kur footprints"? Well Admiral, He says "as He was leaving the beach, just as He was entering the undergrowth, a movement caught His eye, and He swears He saw Two Kur walking along the beach, Huge shaggy creatures, At first We were sceptical and mocked Him, but the more He described what He had seen, the less sure We were, anyway, the last We saw of Verbert was when He said He was going back to Frog Island and find where the Kur are hiding, that was a hand ago, and We haven't seen Him since", Clem shrugs saying, Talarius, We need Your help, if they are Kur, then We and Our families are in danger. The other two of the deputation nod, Looking towards Talarius I say "What do You reckon Akab"?

I take the ale from iona with a nod and indicate to the Admiral and the three visitors that they should help themselves as the stranger introduces himself as Mahmut of Tumas. "See what refreshment the Lady Swan may need iona" and after greeting Swan I turn my attention back to the deputation.
"Well met Mahmut, and what is your business here on Helisto?". The swarthy stranger smiles saying "I may wish to make you a generous offer for the purchase of Frog Island". Somewhat taken aback I simply nod, as that is another matter entirely and say "You don't plan to open a nature reserve for Kurii I trust?".
"Nay Talarius", he answers, "this development is as unwelcome to me as it no doubt is to you". I nod and say to Klem "It is a concern that Verbert has gone missing, but Frog Island is now a wild and dangerous place since Helisto's Physician departed. I would say that what your friend saw, if indeed his words can be trusted, were a couple of Urt People that we know inhabit the Wilderness".
I turn to the Admiral saying "I leave this to you to investigate as you will Akab, but I am unconvinced".

Hearing, Talarius I grimace, saying "Well Urt peoples are less dangerous than Kurrii", moving to Swan I place a protective arm about Her, saying, "seems I need to go visit Frog Island, I will be back within a few days", turning back to the deputation I say " Ok Men You can leave now, I will let You know what I find, in due course", ushering them out, I return to Talarius saying, "I will take a small hand picked crew of about six Men, If I don't find any evidence within two days, I will leave the crew and return, Frog Island though small is thick with vegetation, I will start by walking, sailing the coast, before I set off inland, I will take a small serpent ship, well suited to sail around the coast, with its shallow draught, it will be ideal" patting My FCs hand I remove the gold emerald encrusted ring from My finger, and as I always do when We are apart, I sip it on Her finger, saying "look after it for Me Darlin", kissing Her, I salute My Akab, and turning I leave the room, shouting back, "organize that dinner party while I'm away"........

Inwardly gasps hearing of My FC's plan to visit Frog Island, eyes moisten, thinking how wild Frog Island has become of late. I know deep in My heart My Beloved needs to do what He feels He has to do. Momentarily caresses the ring placed upon My finger before embracing Aiken saying " Safe travels Darling and may the PK's watch over You. Come back safe".
Hears Him mutter something about a dinner party as He departs .............

Thinking the Admiral's plan a sound one I wish Him well adding only, half in jest and half deadly serious, "Watch out for those clutching vines Akab!!". I follow the deputation out and taking Mahmut of Tumas aside by the main gate I tell Him to meet Me in the Prancing Larl at the 18th ahn later that day to which He nods His assent. I return to the dining room where Swan sits at the table looking more than concerned at Her FC's 'expedition'. "He'll be fine", I assure Her, "I believe there is more mystery than danger on the island" and hope my words don't carry trace of my own concerns.

Having hand picked My crew, and selected a small craft with a shallow draught, We set sail around Frog Island, I intend to sail close to the shore, and see if we can see any signs of life, including foot prints in the sand, or makeshift shelters, Though I'm pretty sure We will need to go inland, to find our quarry, if indeed our quarry exists. We take only a few Ahn to circumnavigate Frog Island, seeing nothing, I order the crew to beach the ship, and taking some supplies We head off inland, making our way to the highest point, we find nothing amiss, spending the night camping under the stars, we awake refreshed, next morning we continue our quest to prove or disprove Verberts sighting of Kurii.

After a fruitless search of Frog Island, We find no sign of any Kurii or Urt peoples, designating two of Our party to stay on the island for the rest of the hand, The rest of Us make Our way to the beach, to where We left the ship, pushing Our craft off the sand, We raise the sail and make the short trip back to Helisto, I'm anxious to be with My FC again.

As the night draws about the island I walk to Eflassovon with a couple of guards for my meeting with Mahmut. The Prancing Larl seems unusually quiet within, perhaps due to the trio of armed men dressed in similar robes as the man I was due to meet standing outside its door. I walk past the trio as their hands rest lightly on the hilts of their scimitars but they step in the path of Ullysus and Xander as they attempt to follow me inside. I hear Xander growl and step back a pace as he half draws his blade in response then Mahmut appears at the door and utters a few short gutteral words to them. "My apologies Talarius, my guards misunderstood their orders", he smiles as his men step back a few paces. "Please, come join me and your guards too", says He walking into the dimly lit interior.