Okay, it's like this: Dirk Brightwind and Shellar Rebecca knew each
other quite well 6 years ago or so, before war was declared and they
both joined their respective armed forces.  Rebecca's daddy was
military, and she wasn't the son he always wanted...she became a
soldier to spite him, and discovered she was immune to the Badge.  She
served as law-enforcement while on leave from soldiering, and
discovered the existence of the Ptaavs.  She joined them.  She was
then contacted by Dirk, who offered her her own territory in the
Clanlands for her cooperation in an arms-smuggling deal.  She would
intercept a shipment of enchanted arms and armor on their way from the
House of Guilds to the Justiciar.  He also told her that if anything
went wrong, she should leave a message for him at the House of the
Veil, in some predetermined location (so that Charity would find it,
though he didn't tell her that.)

Here things started to go wrong.  Rebecca was given her instructions
in a sealed envelope; when she read them they included a magical
pendant that was supposed to shrink the crate of arms down to a
managable size and an incantation that would transport those deva,
along with the crate, to Marshall Brightwind, who was running the
Clan's military (Dirk got it from Nahor) Well, Rebecca had never told
Dirk she was a ptaav; she couldn't use it.  Gulp.

She contacted Moses, the only person she could trust at all who knew
anything about magic.  Moses couldn't shrink it, of course, but he
tricked Tuvan into doing it with "Master, I've found this pendant but
can't seem to get it to work..."  Tuvan used his madwand talent,
established that it was a shrinking talisman, and demonstrated its use
on the nearest large object -- the thoughtfully well-placed crate.  

Wonderful.  Rebecca got it back, but still couldn't teleport it...so
she attached a note to it saying that the transportation didn't work,
and left them both in the House of the Veil, where she spotted one of
her fellow Guardsmen going off into a room...  no big deal, but she
humphed at it, being something of a prude.  (This is of course the one
who turned up dead).

Well, Charity had stolen a scroll from one of her customers, who had
been the victim of the Dance of Morgana and the Deathbath, that (when
she resolved it) had upon it a spell of Curse(this is actually Hadoram
Madai's page of the Darkhold, which he is now missing, having woken up
stark naked in the crypt...).  She, who had more of a penchant for
trickery than straightforward warfare, decided it would be a better
idea to simply curse the items and let the Realm use the thus-cursed
armor to its eventual destruction [that way weakening both countries
for the Black Hand's eventual takeover].  She did so, then delivered
the package back to the Justiciar.  (The page vanished when Chthon did
his summoning, she thinks it was stolen, and Madai is walking around
again...)

So when Marshall doesn't receive it and contacts Dirk, he asks
Charity, who claims she never saw it.  Meanwhile, the cursed armor box
makes its way to the Justiciar's office, where Aram spots it.  He
takes it to the Castle, note that most of the armor/weapons have been
made normal by the curse.
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