Ailian Sevensprings
Original Character: 
Class: Male, Elf, Rogue
Yes, what is it?
Your knocks are answered by a young man. After opening the door, he looks you over for some time before putting on a forced smile and asking:
“Yes, what is it?”
“Would you be Ailian?”
“And if I am, what is it to you?”
“In that case, we would like a word with you.”
“About what?”
“We are looking for Ingramosch.”
For a moment, the Elf seems to lose his composure, then he gets back on an even keel again:
“But - he left Lowangen long ago!” he finaly blurts out.
“Nonsense - How should he have managed to get out of the town?”
Ailian’s smile doesn’t look forced any more:
“It has rumor, that there is a secret exit leading out of the town…”
“And you don’t know by any chance, where Ingramosch wanted to go to?”
“Well, he first wanted to go to the Blood Peaks, though I can’t imagine he will stay there for long. I assume he’ll travel on from there, presumable to Tjolmar. - After all he came from there.
“You surely can tell us then, what we have to do to follow his tracks?”
The Elf hesitates for a moment, then he shrugs his shoulders.
“I can’t tell you something concrete, though you may ask Dragan: He knows a lot and can help in nearly everything!”
“Many thanks, this realy helped us.”
You friendly say goodbye to Ailian Sevensprings.
“Yes, what is it?”
“We believe you have something for us.”
“You are mistaken; in these times, I have nothing for anybody. Come back when times are better. Now excuse me, please. I have work to take care of.”
“Please excuse our disturbance, then.”
“You are the one who’s mistaken! You definitely have something for us.”
“I’d say I should know that better than anyone, and I’m telling you that I do not have anything for you. Good day.”
“No way, scoundrel! Give us the stone or you’re going to meet Boron!”
“And you really don’t know anything about…”
Wham! That was the door. Well… Ailian hesitates for a moment, than he suddenly turns around and flees into his house. Do you want to pursue?
“We have come to collect the Salamander Stone.”
“What Salamander Stone?”
“THAT Salamander Stone! The Elven artifact, for crying out loud!”
“Oh, the Salamander Stone! Well, yes, but it isn’t here! How on Threa did you get that idea?”
“We have been told.”
“Well, you’ve been told wrong then. But, I wish you good luck with your search. This seems to be of some importance to you.”
Ailian opens the door and turns pale.
“Oh no,”
he moans. “Not your lot again!”“Okay, okay, we’ll leave!”
“You bet.”
“Enough with the games! We know you have that stone!”
“How often do I have to tell you: I do not have the Salamander Stone! Honest! What do I care about the relations between Elves and Dwarves?”
“All right, then. We believe you. But if it isn’t here, than where can it be?”
“How come, you suddenly know so much about the stone?”
“Yes, you do. And now, turn it over!”
“I don’t know anything! I have never even heard anything about that stone! And now please leave me my peace!”
Ailian hesitates for a moment, than he suddenly turns around and flees into his house. Do you want to pursue?
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