Ingred

Ratfolk who is most likely my daughter.


Conversation 1: 2/28/17
DM: You approach the rats, who had been whispering quietly to each other. They stop whispering when you approach.
Me: “We’re glad to see you unharmed.”
DM: Beaker nods. Ingrid is watching him, then she nods.
Ingred: Ingred, speaking evenly, says “We would really prefer discussing what happened here after we have had counsel with our government.”
Bro: “I understand, but I’m afraid our questions can’t wait. Especially given all that’s happened down here.”
Me: “We need to collect your statements of what happened”
Ingred: She looks at Beaker. “Then dismiss this one. I will remain behind to answer questions.”
Me: “It’s currently not safe. Several of your comrades seem… impaired. We can’t guarantee your safety”
Bro: “We need to get his statement as well as yours, Ingrid.”
Ingred: She sniffs curtly. “Ask your questions. Beaker is not informed on etiquette when dealing with surface goers, so I would prefer you listen when I clarify that he cannot legally discuss certain matters without betraying his station and duty. To ratfolk, station and duty are everything.” she continues to watch Beaker, rounding her words. “Everything.”
Bro: “Alright. Beaker, please wait in the corner. We will be interviewing you separately.”
Ingred: “What is your name?” she asks, pointing at Broderick.
Me: “Do you not remember us?”
Ingred: “I remember you. I never got his name or his name.” she points at Richard and Broderick.
Bro: “My name is Broderick Spencer.”
Ingred: “Thank you. You all work for the Weather Society, which we have an alliance with – so yes, we will give initial statements, but if Beaker is speaking I need to be within earshot. I outrank him and there is protocol in place.”
Bro: “We have protocol’s that must be followed as well, Ingrid. To ensure accuracy of your statements, we interview all witnesses separately. That’s why we asked you and Beaker to wait over here while we interviewed Venyard.”
Ingred: "Fine. I’ll note it in the report. We had an assignment to retrieve a relic from the base of the tower. We found that someone had constructed a device down here that appears to have been based on stolen designs. While investigating the device, we were caught by that man… " she gestures to the body of Harrison… " followed by about 12 living corpses. He killed half our group and captured the rest… did things to them using chemicals and those tools over on that table. The ones who were dead he couldn’t raise, which was a boon to us. But he turned the living ones into… well living traps. Of the six that remained, he turned four against the common goal, tricked them into working for him using those chemicals. I assume Beaker and I were left alive because of our knowledge of the designs of the machine. He didn’t have the skills to operate it, and I am certain he intended to beat the information out of us. Beaker told him too much." she said quickly. “Far too much. I am only being careful to make sure I do not follow in his folly. We cannot let the designs of the machine fall into the hands of the general public, or your government.”
Richard: Who were the designs stolen from?
Ingred: “I don’t know. I cannot answer that question, I just know the designs were not available to the public at any point. I knew when I saw it they must have been stolen.”
Me: “Was this machine down here when your forces previously held the tower?”
Ingred: “Yes. We returned because of this machine. It is so important we risked lives twice trying to deactivate and dismantle it.”
Me: “Dismantle it?”
Ingred: “It can’t be moved from the room as is. We will take it out in parts if we must.”
Me: “Why do you want it to be deactivated?”
Ingred: “Because as is, it could be used for very wicked things. Its in a place that is inherently hard to defend, and as you have seen now, others are learning about it.”
Me: “What does the machine do?”
Ingred: She stiffens a bit. “That is a matter for our diplomats to discuss. I cannot go into that, especially not here.”
Me: “Did you cause the collapse of the tower or was that harrison’s forces?”
Ingred: “If it was one of us, it was not something the group in general knew. I believe it was Harrison. It seems more likely than betrayal.”
Bro: “Unfortunately, we can’t accept you declining to answer about the machine. I hope you can sympathize with our position, Ingrid. We have seen some terrible things down here, and the fate of not only our district but also the city rests in the balance. Now please, what does the machine do?”
Ingred: “That is above my station. I’m sorry.”
Bro: “But you know what the machine does?”
Ingred: She says nothing. “If we return the questioning to things I can discuss, I will gladly do so. But why we ratfolk are interested in this device is not something I will answer.”
Me: “How long was Harrison down here?”
Ingred: “He was down here for maybe twelve hours at most.”
Me: “What about the elementals? Were they here before or did you conjure them?”
Ingred: “They’ve been trapped down here since we started investigating.”
Me: “Did Harrison mention anything about why he came down here?”
Ingred: “Briefly he said something about needing an audience, and then threatened to deafen us if we spoke to him. So we didn’t. Then he demanded information from Beaker, who cracked under his… disturbing… behavior. There you go. You folks arrived… I don’t know what else to say.”
Me: “Did you overhear him say anything to the two men he killed in the other room?”
Ingred: “No. I saw him say something to them, but I couldn’t make it out over the sounds from upstairs.”
Me: “What sounds?”
Ingred: “Sorry, I mispoke. We were trying to get a message to the rats upstairs. We were focused on the sounds from upstairs, not on his actions. The sounds were very minimal.”
Me: “How were you trying to get a message?”
Ingred: She seems uncomfortable. “There was a rat we tried to communicate through, but I think it got lost or distracted… it was feral, what can I say…”
Bro: “…How do you deliver messages through rats?”
Ingred: “We have some means of communications that are extremely hard to put into words. We can derive basic meanings and send them through rats using a combination of movements, smells, and sounds.”
Me: “I’m out of questions”
Bro: “Thank you for your patience, Ingrid.”

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