[color=red]Justice awaits you in Varberg. Wetehr you go there or not I would not linger here. My mistress tells me that recent events may have woken the dragon of this area and it is unlikely you can stand against it if it comes here. I have no intention of finding out and so shall take my leave of you.
Freya walks away and resumes her dove form before flying off in the direction of varberg
[color=red]Archmage, eh? Well, if we're going anyway perhaps we could court favorable connections for our own covenant - even if it's by staving off unfavorable attention. Tribunal is never far off.
[color=red] I’m more worried about the dragon. She was rude, but I’m fairly sure she’s right about that much. If nothing else, we should be off as soon as possible. Although I’d like to see to the safety of those shipwrecked with us first. As regarding our rude invitation, well. I suspect any political relationship we could have with this Justice person would be one of strictly subservience, which I am not partial to.
Still, I may have been somewhat hasty. Perhaps we should indeed visit her and see what she has to say.
[color=red]I should hope the Code applies everywhere there are magi, Justus, else the Order serves no purpose at all.
[color=red]A law only applies when someone wishes to enforce it. Spend enough time in the middle of nowhere and that is an apparent fact. Though I do not think that this archmaga is our foe, if she where we wouldn’t stand here talking about it. Justus sighs and scratches his chin. [color=red]I’ll suggest that we make haste, the sooner we meet this archmaga the better.
The mages head down the valley towards the town of Varberg, as they head down the valley they can see no real sign of life Except for a blue radiance illuminating an area near the waterfront.
It takes several hours for the magi to climb down the hill , as they get nearer to the Town they notice that the wall which looked to be fairly solid when they saw it in daylight yesterday from the top of the hill is collapsed in many places and crumbled everywhere else, lieing atop the rubble are a number of corpses wearing corroded armour and slumped on the rubble as if suddently stricken. Inside the walls the wooden buildings of the town seem to have collapsed in on themselves as their wood seems to have rotted.
None of the magi can see anything moving in the streets although they can make out what may be corpses lieing in the street .
Edited:- For clarity
[color=red]Soldaes the maga should be in here. Might I suggest that we sneak into the town and search for this Justice. I shall see if and what magic’s I can sense from the walking dead. Justus tries to comprehend magic upon the walking dead. [color=red]I have enough spells to fend of a few of the restless dead but I cannot combat an entire legion.
[color=blue]Sorry there are no Zombies or walking dead , the dead bodies are just dead not doing anything at all (except starting to decompose. Sorry for the confusion
[color=red]I suggest that we move on. Justus pauses for breath. [color=red]Look out for trouble, we should not assume that we are safe. If no one opposes we move on searching for an archmaga.
[color=red]Then our Order is indeed pathetic and useless, if it cannot keep its members from each other’s throats the moment the threat of punishment is distant.
Krispin accompanies his sodales through the town looking for Justice. If he sees people who are only incapacitated or heavily wounded (as opposed to dead), he will throw some Restoration on them and bind the worst of their wounds, even if it slows him up significantly.
Bewildered, a bit overwhelmed, Heinrich pauses briefly and looks around running a hand through his hair. Speaking in German - [color=red]Mein gott, what has happened here?
[color=blue]What sort of intensity and hue to the blue radiance: unnatural? familiarly arcane? bright, sunny day with crystal clear harbor?
As the magi move through the town towards the harbour it becomes clear that the town is a graveyard nothing living moves in the streets except the magi and their companions , rat's, cat's, seagulls, dogs , women, children and adults all lie dead in the street. There is no apparent cause of death it would seem they where struck down by some invisible force . The buildings are rotting and collapsing as the wood seems to havedecayed and rotted from the passing of many years, even the stone buildings are collapsing as their stones crumble. It is eerily quiet in the town .
When the magi reach the harbour they can see a lone figure standing on the waterfront surrounded by a radiant blue aura. The figure is standing next to a pile of corpses.
[color=blue]Justus can sense intellego corpus magics in use with the bodies. The figure itself is clearly wrapped in a parma magica or other magic resistance
Sorry, I'm a little late...
Yannick will not go to Varberg, at least not immediatly:
[color=red]If you want to go and meet Justice, do so. But I'll be heading for the village first. A child needs it's mother, and this child here seems to be hungry. I'll leave the child with its mother, and then I'll catch up. I you insist on taking the child with us, we need to take the woman, too.
Meet you in Varberg?
[color=blue]I am pushing a bit fast because we are in the final straight of a plot which has taken me longer than expected.
Technically as the child is gifted the order would not care if you took the child without the mother as it is potentially a maga.
Yannick even burdened with a young child can as a giant bird probably fly to the village and then to Varberg before the others can walk to Varberg
[color=blue] retrospective back to the hall of the coastal king - Heinrich asks Yannick and the rest - [color=red]If she's gifted maybe we can ask her mom if she'd allow her to be fostered? Oculus would be a splendid and not entirely too far covenant for the child's upbringing. Hmmmm... but what of the Order of Odin?
[color=red] Especially if the child is in danger as the warrior lead us to believe. I am loathe to take the child from her mother – perhaps we should bring her also? She is but a baby now, and can be trained as an apprentice when the time comes.
Seeing the glowing figure on the docks, Krispin approaches quietly but deliberately. [color=red]"Archmaga Justice, I presume? I believe you... asked after us?"
The figure on the pier turns around towards Krispin as she does she mutters a few words and gestures at the pile of corpses which collapse into dust.
She looks remarkably similar to Ardeth except that her hair is blond and her eyes green. She is dressed in a glimmering suit of mail armour and has a most unusual sword at her belt.
[color=red]I am Quasitor Justice , Archmage of Tremere. You are the apprentices who have become involved in this matter. My associate tells me that you have killed the one priest I missed. I don't suppose you brought his head with you did you ? He may have had some useful information . Would you care to explain your inteference with mundane affairs and intrusion into my buisness ?
Her look is harsh and uncompromising
Heinrich replies - [color=red]If the mother is included mayhaps Oculus would not be so flexible about keeping family together. Then, it might be good to invite them back to our home. Then in a light-hearted manner [color=red] Who do you think, amongst our less green sodales, would be interested in taking on an apprentice? Mariella? Heinrich 
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Justus takes a step forward and looks the archmaga in the eyes. [color=red]I am Justus Felix a child of Pralix and I am a magus of the Order and so are my soldaes. Justus makes a short pause for breath. [color=red]Me and my fellow soldaes went on a quest to stop a dreadful vision from coming to fruition and in doing so we saved a gifted child from the clutches of an infernalist cult. In the process we may have slain a few men and wounded more. Justus pause again and yet again looks the maga in her eyes steeling him self against what he is about to say. [color=red]Until either myself or one of my soldaes are convicted by a tribunal for some crime I demand that you treat us as your equal and bring any accusation up at the next tribunal.
[color=red]Me, Yannick replies.
Just to make sure: we are talking of a child less than a year old, right? That's around 36 seasons left for study. Erm, no, 18, rest is adventuring 
Yannick will arrive little later, without the child.
(If we carry the child around all the time, it's going to starve. So Yannick will leave it with its mother for now. Unless the situation in the village commands him to take a different approach..., like MuCo the kid so it can eat the same food as we do.)
The magi will probably recognise him soon enough, as few giant crows carry a bundle of wizards robes in their claws 
Having drawn a circle to gain an overview with his full array of boosted senses, he will land somewhere out of view to slip into his clothes again...