Bellema Deftwhisper
 Bellema Deftwhisper
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“A new face. Are you another trapper? Last three died, so good luck to ya. What do you think you're gonna trap up here?
Bellema Deftwhisper is an Aufghel Dwarf traveling around Gazluk with her soon-to-be husband Mox Warcut. Befriend her, and she may share her knowledge of the Crossbow.
“Did that Human tell you to come bother me? Rick's always pretending he's more busy than me! What an ass. But I'm the more mature person... so what do you need to know about?
- Tell me about this cave.
- This cave is 'New Prestonbule.' Hahahahaha! Humans made that little town outside a few decades back. Called themselves Prestonbule, said they had a writ from the Council. The orcs played nice, tricked them into complacency, and once the praetor and his men went back to someplace warm, orcs killed everyone overnight. The few survivors came here, made 'New Prestonbule.' I guess the last of those idiots died a month ago.
- Who was the survivor?
- She was just a human. She looked... huh, you know, she looked a lot like you, actually. Wait, is your name... ?
- Yes, that's my name...
- She talked about you! How you're a spy and a traitor and... oh no. You're big in the Council! A praetor or something, right?
- No. Maybe once, but my memories were stolen. I don't know this woman.
- Well. That's odd. That's very odd. Well, I'll tell you what I know about her.
- Please do!
- She called you 'my Prodigy.' I figured that meant she was your mum. She was so disappointed in you. She never really gave me a straight answer why, just said you destroyed some school, ruined the family, doomed the country, blah blah blah. You know moms, always prone to hyperbole. What'd you do, sleep with someone from the wrong town or something?
- What else did she say about me?
- Um, let me think. I only got here a few days before she died. She said she was waiting for you. She knew you'd come here, a Councilwoman told her directly. Hah! As if the Council wizards talk to people directly! Oh... and she said she was going to kill you.
- My mom was going to kill me?
- No, no, it was hyperbole. I laughed, she grimaced, we switched to happier topics.
- Well... how did she die?
- She went out one morning and never came back. We looked for her, but it was snowing too hard. That was a month ago, so there's no hope for her.
- I'm sorry. I know I'm an ass, but I didn't mean to break the news to you this way. I should have eased you into it! You just surprised me. This is partially your fault... you shoulda warned me you had kin here!
- Are you gonna have a 'nervous breakdown?' That's what humans do when they get surprised about family death, right? Hmm, maybe Mox knows how to treat that... but probably not. Are you gonna be okay?
- I'll be fine, don't worry. Do you know anything else about her?
- She wasn't bad on the eyes. Older and dignified. She talked fancy and she knew some magic. But she didn't seem too dangerous... more into the sneaky magic than the deadly kind. She kept to herself. Very secretive. Told us to just call her 'Lady P,' which meant every day we'd come up with some insulting nickname instead, like Lettuce Patty or Louse Poison. She would just snarl. Haha!
- I wish I knew more, but I only arrived here a week before she died. I didn't have time to break through her guard and make friendsies.
- Did she leave any possessions behind?
- Yeah, but not much. Rick claimed her stuff, so go ask him.
- Okay. Well... That's a lot to take in. I'll talk to you later.
- Tell me about the people in this cave.
- Who do you want the dirt on?
- Mox Warcut
- Mox is my betrothed. That was arranged before either of us were born. He's okay. I hope he's good in the sack. But the wedding's still twenty years away.
- You have a twenty year engagement period?
- Thirty. That's the normal length. And no sex until then. Oh, it's worse for him than me, I can tell you that much! He used to shack up with this little naugrim. It broke his heart to kick her out. But contracts are contracts.
- What's a 'Naugrim'?
- Oh, it's... um. It's a not-very-nice word for a lady-dwarf. A borrowed elvish cussword, I think.
- And he had no say in who he marries?
- Of course he does! Dwarves aren't monsters! But if he didn't marry according to the contract, his parents would forfeit half their ownings to my family, and he couldn't do that. You know how it is.
- Do you two love each other?
- Eh, not yet. But we will. It takes about twenty years to really fall in love.
- Rick Snapley
- Rick's not so bad. I mean, he's a huge ass, and a thief, and you should never trust him with your valuables. I mean it! Do NOT loan him anything. But he's not so bad. He saved my life when an orc scouting party found our cave a few weeks ago. We were all asleep.
- What did he do to the orcs?
- Well, when Mox and I woke up, there were four orc corpses in a pile. Poisoned. To hear Rick tell it, he snuck around, invisible-like, and shived'em all! And that's when we realized he's not so bad. He could rob us blind in our sleep, or slit our throats. Dwarves are sound sleepers, for the most part, you know? And he doesn't. I guess that's a pretty low bar. But as humans go, he's not the worst. Just... don't trust him in any business deals.
Location
- Gazluk
- Found near the campfire inside New Prestonbule Cave.
Items Purchased [view/edit]
- Armor
- Weapons
Spending Limits [view/edit]
| Favor Level | Cap Per Item | Weekly Pool |
|---|---|---|
| Neutral | 100 | 5,000 |
| Comfortable | 100 | 5,000 |
| Friends | 200 | 10,000 |
| Close Friends | 300 | 15,000 |
| Best Friends | 600 | 30,000 |
| Like Family | 50,000 | |
| Soul Mates | 70,000 |
Sells
Small Talk
Quests
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