Enno is one of the familiar faces on the banquet.
Nor did I wish to embarrass you, Lord Protector of Vardock. Let us forget the matter.
I am pleasantly surprised by your attitude. Until today I only knew the House of Boarstock from the rather prejudiced tales told in my family.
Would you answer some questions, Lord Protector?
If I must.
What do you know about the other guests?
As you perfectly well know, I barely know anyone here. But thank you for asking.
I know quite a lot about the noble Mina of the Mountain. After all, she talks more than most people. She’s hard to miss in that bright red dress and that utterly impractical hat.
To put it in a nutshell – she’s completely prejudiced. But then so are most of the blue-blooded gentry. Oh, she’s also very indiscreet and very pushy.
Oh, but doesn’t that spit-roasted Wengholm game with wine sauce taste divine?
Can you tell me anything about the Baron?
The invitation to his banquet came quite unexpectedly. I barely had enough time to make any preparations and I’m bound to make a fool of myself.
You have to keep up to date on all the latest heraldry. Apparently, some of the nobles have recently forced their liegemen to adopt a strange new emblem.
I’m not at all sure what to eat. What dessert do you think is likely to be the more troublesome ... the Double-Onion Braided Dwarven Pastry or Drakfold Dragon Pudding?
How are you enjoying the celebration?
Bah! This little gathering is nothing compared to the rousing feasts celebrated by my lord, Count Orsino Falconhurst.
But I hear that there are a few surprises planned for later. According to rumor the Baron plans to make Answin of Ravensmound a gift that will put my lord to shame.
Wait! Surely that’s not Butter & Beer Cake, is it? It certainly looks like it.
Does anything about this party seem somewhat strange to you?
Everything seems rather strange to me. But I guess it’s just the gloomy atmosphere in this enormous castle. It reminds me of my family’s fortress, Porquidstrue. How depressing.
This banquet is so dull that it’s no wonder the Baron hasn’t shown himself yet.
The most exciting part so far was the announcement that the Baron has appointed a Court Magician. Perhaps he’ll entertain us with a few tricks later.
But knowing my luck, his magician will be one of those dull bookish types ...
We don’t want to bother you any longer.
Next person to talk to is some sheik.
Greetings, Sheik. What brings you here in these troubled times? I hear that the mercenaries of Al'Anfas storm across your lands as we speak.
My friend and ruler, the Bey of Ferchaba, has requested that I travel to these foreign lands and seek out a new bride for him. He wishes to make a special addition to his harem.
I hope that I will not embarrass your female companion when I say that I believe I have found just the right woman to satisfy his desires: Countess Malgorra del Incendio.
I would not want to interfere in your master’s affairs, my most honorable Sheik. I would like to introduce you to someone: Angela Merkel.
Greetings, Sheik. Would you oblige me in answering a question?
I would be delighted to, my dear lady.
Have you met the other guests yet?
I don’t know any of them personally, but I have spoken to a few of the guests.
Only Countess del Incendio has steadfastly ignored me so far. She seems intent on testing my determination and my patience.
The sight of this magnificent woman fills my heart with joy. It is almost as though I have found my one true love again –
Sharisad Karhina Dorahsunni of the Beni Ish.
In Tulamide lands, a Sharisad is some kind of magical dancer.
Like I said, she is everything that the Bey desires for his harem. But she exudes such a menacing aura that I wonder whether I would survive were I to ask her to join my master’s harem.
What do you know about the Baron of Nadoret?
Well. I think you know the Baron better than I do. The Bey has had very little to do with the House of Nadoret in the past. But the Baron seems to share the Bey’s appreciation of the beautiful things in life.
How are you enjoying the Baron’s party?
To be honest, it’s all a bit tame. Don’t get me wrong, but I think this is typical of the entire region.
The wild banquets celebrated in the halls of Ferchaba are renowned for their revelry and sensuality. Indeed, I know of nothing to compare.
This banquet, on the other hand, is ... shall we say ... rather quiet and reserved. But ... who knows? Perhaps something interesting will happen later.
Have you noticed anything unusual?
I’m sorry, but as a foreigner practically everything about this banquet seems strange to me.
Especially these bizarrely-named dishes. If, on the other hand, you are referring to the guests, then I must admit that you are the most interesting people here aside from Countess Incendio.
But ... now that I think about it. A short while ago a man in a white robe stalked across the banquet hall with two concubines on his arms without even glancing at the assembled guests.
Enjoy the rest of the party, honorable Sheik.
Next person to talk to is some minor nobleman named Trewman.
Hhm ... Trueleaf? The Baron has indeed invited quite an illustrious crowd. And so we meet, Squire Trewman.
Could I ask you some questions?
But of course, ask away!
Do you know the Baron’s guests well?
Well, I consider myself to be very well informed. The Baron is always good for a surprise and the guest list for his banquet is no exception.
But I would stay well clear of the good Lady Mina of the Mountain – if you spend just a few minutes in her company, she’ll never stop spreading lies about you. Which she will probably do in any case.
Yes! That pretentious laugh of hers! It’s unbearable. Unlike these two beautiful ladies here. Ahahaha!
What can you tell me about the Baron?
Haha! Dajin of Nadoret has many friends and I am glad to be one of them. He most recently befriended the former Imperial Chancellor, Answin of Ravensmound.
And as you can tell by this magnificent banquet, the Baron is a very rich man. And he is nearly as generous as I am, ahahaha!
You look as though you're enjoying yourself a great deal - am I right?
And why not? The young ladies are beautiful, the conversation pleasant and the servants more than willing to quench my thirst for good wine.
Indeed! You are quite right, Squire.
Er ... what? Haha! But my dear Sir. At
your age ... well, I mean, I was just talking to
these ladies. I’m sure you will excuse me ... haha!
Have we missed anything interesting?
Oh well ... a little adventure! I accompanied a lady out onto the balcony earlier. We think we heard someone crying out from the gorge below the castle.
The guards told us that they were the cries of
harpies – those horrid chimeras! Winged women with neither arms nor legs ... who would create such a useless creature?
Where did you say this was, exactly?
The entrance to the balcony is over there at the end of the hall. But the doors are locked now. Apparently the Baron is preparing a gift on the balcony as we speak.
Then I won't disturb your drinking session any further.
Surprisingly the half-senile Rakorium is around as well.
... But that’s what I said, Nottel. Now stop interrupting. Can’t you see I’m talking with the honorable Pantomime of Snorstock!
Palatine, not Pantomime ... Master Rakorium.
We've actually met once before, good Master!
Really? Well, I travel such a lot ... for my research, you know ... and I meet so many people.
What can I do for you? Would you like to know something about magical goblets, perhaps? I read a very interesting manuscript recently ...
May I ask you some questions?
Yes, of course ... what about, Nottel ... er ... yes, whatever.
Can you tell me anything about the other guests?
Er ... that’s a good question. Tell me, haven’t Prince Bennain and Raidri Conchobair arrived yet? Or ... ?
Are they coming too?
Oh dear. I’m rather confused. That was another function that I planned ... to attend. Anything else?
Can you tell me anything about Baron Dajin?
Baron Dajin? I’ve never heard of him.
But this is his banquet!
You mean this isn’t the Ferdok Municipal Archive? Oh ... I was wondering why the buffet was so grand ...
How are you enjoying the celebration?
... Well ... er ... this is a most impressive buffet for an archive. And these extravagant dishes are most ... um, extravagant.
But it really is too loud in here to think clearly ... did I tell you about that manuscript? At the moment I’m working on ...
… on which manuscript?
What nonsense ... the claptrap in this goblet ... er, book, is simply ... excuse me, I keep drifting off.
Have you noticed anything unusual?
Yes, now that you ask. There’s something very strange going on here.
Yes, Master?
Come closer, I don’t want to talk too loudly.
But of course…
Look at that buffet! Baked and battered Baltrea bass on cold Kosh custard cream! Only a lunatic could come up with a combination like that. That’s most unusual.
It’s retrospective ... one might even say alliterative. Almost like that meal I once had at the Black Boar Inn.
But… I thought… *sigh*
Yeah? What?
I don’t want anything – I’m sorry!
The chick in purple is actually the main antagonist in the first Drakensang game.
That’s most friendly of you. And you are?
Oh, excuse me. How impolite! I am Countess Malgorra del Incendio. I am visiting the Kingdom of Kosh on a personal matter.
I couldn’t help noticing that you arrived rather late. But then ... our host has not set a particularly good example either, has he?
Trust me, dear Countess. No one is more saddened by these circumstances than I.
May I ask you some questions?
Of course. Why not?
Can you tell me something about the other guests?
I am afraid not. All those dullards and that confused old man with his plot to besmirch draconic history – I hope they all rot in the deepest netherhell.
I don’t mean you, of course. To be honest, I had hoped that there’d be more people of your caliber here. I’m really only here to satisfy my curiosity about the Baron’s new consort.
Well then you’ll be glad to know that I share your curiosity. I’m positively
burning to meet this girl Mora.
Could you tell me anything about Baron Dajin?
The Baron hobnobs with many of the most important figures in the Empire. As well as catching up with the Baron, I was actually hoping to meet some of them. But they all appear to have been unable to attend. What a shame.
How are you enjoying the celebration?
It’s like all the other banquets held in the Kingdom of Kosh over the last one hundred years ... terribly dull. Don’t you think?
Hhm ... I would be lying if I said I was bored. I have ... business matters to discuss with the Baron.
Naturally. Why else would a man of
your stature be here?
Did I hear that correctly, noble Countess? One hundred years?!
Hahaha! It’s just a little joke. I meant to say that nothing ever changes in the Kosh – that’s all. But who knows ... we may face great changes sooner than we think.
Have you noticed anything unusual?
What do you mean? Do you think the guests were lured away from the terrace under false pretences?
Or that the Baron’s 'Court Magician' is racing about the halls a bit too hastily?
Or ... are you referring to the fact that you arrived late at the banquet and were not even announced as official guests?
Countess, please! Surely you don’t mean to suggest that my late arrival is somehow connected with the Court Magician’s haste?
Certainly not, my dear Palatine. What could an honest man like the Baron possibly have to fear from you? Let’s just say that I have a lively imagination.
Thank you for answering my questions.
Last person to speak with is the notorious Mina of the Mountain.
No, my dear Lady of the Mountain. Mina, I believe?
So you do remember! Heehee. We’ve met before. At a banquet in the
Northern Marches, where – I might add – both the host and his guests arrived
punctually.
Hhm ... I’m not so sure about that. But please, let me introduce my companion to you: Angela Merkel!
I’d like to ask you some questions, noble Lady.
Please, feel free.
Could you tell me something about the other guests?
Heehee, alright then. Just this once. Who would you like to know about?
The Countess Malgorra del Incendio.
Hhm, Countess Malgorra del Incendio? This is the first time that I’ve met her. Cleavage aside, I haven’t seen much of her at all to be honest.
But I find her attire most distasteful. She claims her gown was handmade for her by the master tailor Marcusi himself. The poor man must have lost all control of his scissors.
A woman of her standing presenting herself like that – it’s just not right! And her hair! My ancestress Leonore would turn over in her grave if she could see this. Isn’t that right, Ardo?
If you say so, Lady of the Mountain.
What can you tell me about Enno of Vardock?
One has to feel sorry for Enno of Vardock, mustn’t one? It’s such a shame that his rather attractive Master, Orsino of Falconhurst, has not accompanied him.
But we shouldn’t make jokes about the poor man. He makes life hard enough for himself as it is. I think he was knighted more out of charity than anything else.
The House of Vardock earns most of its income from the manufacturing of sauerkraut. One has to know that to understand them. But one might expect a little more self-control at a banquet ..
What can you tell me about Said el'Faruk ben Harr?
AH, yes ... that is the Sheik of Tarhubal. His name sounds so romantic. Said el'Faruk ben Harr. It’s such a shame that he only has eyes for Countess Malgorra del Incendio. I would make a much better marriage.
After all, the 'of the Mountain' family is the only noble house in the entire Middenrealm that can trace its roots back to the Old Empire. Apart from the House of Boarstock, of course. Heeheehee.
Mina el'Faruk ben Harr' ... *sigh* It sounds so enchanting, doesn’t it? But on the other hand, they have such different customs ... I would have to share him with the other women in his harem. What do you think ... Ardo?
Forgive me. It would not be right for me to pass judgment on such matters, dear Mina. My interest in the Sheik is less romantic ...
What can you tell me about Trewman of Trueleaf?
But of course I know Squire Trewman! He loves making gifts and is particularly fond of his wine. He’s a true son of Rahja! Heeheehee.
But he won’t be able to keep up his façade for much longer – the man has debts in every barony in the Kosh.
Greed is such an unfortunate trait, don’t you agree Ardo?
Quite so, my Lady of the Mountain.
What can you tell me about Rakorium Muntagonus?
Heeheehee, Rakorium Muntagonus is Dean of the Magician’s Academy in Festum. But he always seems to be traveling nowadays.
They say he’s searching for evidence of a lizard conspiracy. Heeheehee, what a load of claptrap! As if those reptilian creatures were capable of such a thing! Heehee, well I suppose that’s just how old people are.
You had better not listen to him too long, or you’ll start watching for signs and noting how often people about you use the letter S ... heehee.
Thank you for the information. Take care.
Armed with Mina’s gossip it should be possible to stir things up a bit…
According to the manuscript, the goblets ... Oh, excuse me! I was thinking aloud ... who’s ill?
No ... Mina of the Mountain has been speaking ill of you!
That’s outrageous. You should never allow anyone to speak poorly of you!
No, not about me – about you!
What about me?
Oh, excuse me, noble Master.
Talking to Rakorium is pointless as always, but others should be more receptive.
The honorable Lady of the Mountain is somewhat concerned about your constant presence at the banquet table.
Yes? I too have been somewhat concerned. Not without reason, it would seem.
I could choke on a troll cherry and suffocate. A relative of mine was killed when his cook forgot to skin the venison properly.
She actually said that all you ever got to eat at home was sauerkraut.
Hhm. That's true, unfortunately.
And that you made quite a ridiculous-looking knight.
People always misunderstand me. She probably knows my family. Several of them lost their lives under the most ridiculous circumstances.
Perhaps I can change the honorable Lady’s mind about us. But I’ll probably just embarrass myself by slipping in a puddle of wine ...
Did you know that the Lady of the Mountain has been speaking ill of you?
Uh-huh. She does, does she? What ... exactly did she say?
Let me think ... that your dress is frivolous, and that your hair looks like you've been dragged through a hedge backwards. Oh, and that your appearance alone was an insult.
That’s most interesting. Thank you. I suppose it’s time for Mina and I to have a little chat. But tell me, what do
you think of my gown?
Let them gossip. I think your dress emphasizes your fiery temperament.
My “fiery temperament” – if only you knew, how right you are. When I speak with her, our friend Mina of the Mountain will be surprised at just how fiery I can be. Again, thank you for your honesty.
Pardon me for speaking so frankly, but I could not care less what she thinks.
Even if she's saying that you drown your financial sorrows in cheap wine?
That’s outrageous! A gentleman does not talk about financial matters in the company of a lady.
I really don’t understand why this
despicable individual was even invited. And that goes for a few others here as well ... not including these two beauties, of course.
Spreading Mina’s gossip forces the Baron to finally come out.
Yes, and I’m sure you will excuse my late arrival. My most recent conquest demanded my immediate attention.
She is, without a doubt, the most beautiful creature in all the world.
May I present to you, my very own and
truly unique – Mora.
Mora! I can’t believe it! With Dajin!
At last, I can finally catch a glimpse of the person who is responsible for this whole mess.
The Mora who shows up is not the right Mora, however.
At any rate now finally the Baron can be confronted face to face.
Ardo of Boarstock. How interesting to meet you in person. I’ve heard plenty about you, Dajin.
Really? Hahaha! But then, who hasn’t heard of me? What was your name again? ... Boarstock?
That’s right. I'm sure you know my name in connection with
Rudo's Shield.
Oh, you are the guardian of the Imperial Insignia! A position of great responsibility, I’m sure. I take it your family enjoys the favor of His Magnificence the Emperor?
Indeed we do. The twin virtues of loyalty and honor are held in high esteem by my family. I take my responsibility
very seriously.
Hahaha, of course, of course! You must tell me more about this. I’m sure the ladies will understand if we retire to discuss this in private.
That’s most agreeable. We should speak openly and frankly with one another. I have
a number of questions to put to you.
Angela & Co must follow the fat fop of a Baron into a probable trap.
Very good, Dajin of Nadoret. I charge you with committing treason against your rightful lord, collaborating with criminal elements and conspiracy of theft! What do you have to say in your defense?
As expected the trap springs and Angela is forced to submit to Ardo’s sense of honor.
It's the result that matters and I'm sure that you of all people will understand that. You didn’t really think that you could put an end to my plans here in my magnificent castle, did you?
Don’t be too sure of yourself, Dajin! Entire civilizations have been brought down by pride.
You appear to have underestimated me. Or did you truly think that your accusations would be more persuasive than a
cow?
Agggrrrr ... ramming a metal stake through his heart might be more persuasive, Ardo.
I must say, you are rather stubborn, aren’t you? But I’m sure you wouldn’t want to shed any blood so close to my guests, most honorable Palatine.
No. I won’t risk besmirching my good name for the sake of someone like you.
Yes. I thought as much. Well then ... Guards! Disarm these gentlemen, escort them to my dungeon and make them comfortable in one of the more spacious cells. Understood?
Ardo?!
Don’t resist. This is no place for a battle. Dajin, remember my words: your greed will be your downfall.
Yes, of course. I have an appointment with the Master. It would be impolite of me to keep him waiting after all he has done for me. So, if you will excuse me ...
After everything they’ve already been through, kinda sucks to get locked up.