The Saga of Las Aminour

Malikaly's Rage

"Very well," Akyan says. "Let us go to Twinking Hold. Lead the way."

Sun Wukong leads them to the castle, which holds great stained glass flooring, revealing neon lights below. Unfortunately, Sir Parcival is present.

"Why is he here?" Akyan asks through gritted teeth.

"Sir Parcival is our main activist for helping Las Aminour. After the presidential election, he found... the journal."

"Journal?" Akyan asks. "What journal? Why is a journal important?"

"Because the journal writes back to him. The journal belonged to the Rightful Queen, but he found it one day after Aaron Firehand was almost assassinated by the Chugustians."

"Interesting, may we see it?"

"You'd have to ask Parcival, he never leaves it alone."

At the mention of the journal, a once quiet Sheerow suddenly becomes animated with curiosity. She flies over to Sir Parcival.

"Hello, sir. Our old friend Wukong said you might be in possession of a journal that may have belonged to the Rightful Queen, or that belonged to someone associated with the Rightful Queen movement."

She gesticulates excitedly, as she is intrigued by this journal that when you write in it, it writes back. She senses there's magic involved.

"We're here to help, and Wukong said it may be helpful for us to take a look. It might give us some insight on who these people are. Do you mind if I see the journal for a minute? He also mentioned that it never leaves your side."

Rieka tails Sheerow, and lightly touches her shoulder after hearing all her questions. Akyan also follows Sheerow, however not wanting to talk to Sir Parcival.

"A moment, Sheerow," she says, and pulls the fey over to the side. "Are you sure being so open is such a good idea? For all we know, this journal could be linked to dark magic. How do you know it won't hurt you if you touch it or use it?"

Xo, still unsure who these new people are, watches the events play out. He pinches himself to see if this was a dream. However, it leads to no avail.

Malikaly walks over to Sir Parcival and says, "What Sheerow means is that we need that journal, and if it comes to it, we will not be diplomatic about getting it."

Turning to Rieka, she listens to her concerns intently. She nods. "Of course, I completely understand your concern. But I deal with magically-imbued objects regularly. I'm a magical tinkerer, of course."

She smiles warmly at this. "Plus, I trust these guys, I've been to Las Aminour before and they've shown some hospitality. If it makes you feel any better, though, I'll do my best to be careful if we're given the journal. Detect Magic, and whatnot." After trying to assure her fellow partymember, she flies back to the greater party, just in time to catch the last of Malikaly's comment. She frowns.

"Excuse me, but that's not what I mean. We're not going to force it from you, Sir Parcival, but it would help a lot if we were to see it."

"She won't force it from you"

"The journal?" Sir Parcival replies. "It's a relic, I can't permit you to see it. Even if the President would request it."

Malikaly cracks his kunckles, then pulls out his shortsword and points it at Sir Parcival's throat. "If you still don't want to show us, that's OK, but I think the smartest option is to comply."

Akyan still remains standing back. For some reason, he feels like he should dislike the Genasi even more that he did before. However, in that moment, he ended up liking him.

"I'd listen to him, if I were you."