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<blockquote data-quote="PhoenixAsh" data-source="post: 4084874" data-attributes="member: 18230"><p><strong>Update #39: False Idol</strong></p><p></p><p>The Stonekeepers, with the exception of the strange, colorful man and the Raver who stands as his personal guard fall prostrate to their knees. The guard backs off as Ruel steps forward slowly – while the colorful man stares with wide eyes. By Ruel, Sasha bows her head slightly, while behind her most of the rest of the Irregulars shift uncomfortably. Alexandre chortles quietly, certain the wizard is playing a trick and entirely amused by the results.</p><p></p><p>As it turns out, Alexandre is correct.</p><p></p><p>Ruel, in the guise of Sythriel, reaches into a fold of his new clothing, producing one of his own scrolls. Reciting from it, an image of Ermineth d’Phiarlan’s tower appears in miniature, though still impressive scale, before him. He points at it, making no sound but indicating a desire to go there.</p><p></p><p>Sasha lifts her head and announces, “The statue wants to go there!”</p><p></p><p>After a hard look at the statue-guised wizard, the colorful man comes to the same, correct conclusion as the Irregulars, “Blasphemy!” he screams.</p><p></p><p>The Irregulars vault into the room, easily making it past the prostrate Stonekeeper who is standing beside the door. Dox remains behind, covering the stairwell against any escape. Ruel attempts to regain control of the situation, “It is you who are the blasphemer! Recant and you will be forgiven!” The wizard incants and casts <em>Charm Person</em> on the colorful man. Unknown to him, however, the man is not a normal man but a Memmelith, and wholly immune to the effects of the spell.</p><p></p><p>The female Raver, mastering her courage after the Irregulars move past her, rises and pulls out a club, smashing it into the armored cleric in front of her. Sasha staggers, but her armor absorbs most of the impact and she is only bruised by the hit. The colorful man’s guardian steps forward to attack as well, but twists his foot awkwardly in the glass and his off-balance strike misses Sasha completely.</p><p></p><p>Audric glowers as the Ravers start to attack Sasha and taking his longspear thrusts it into one of the prone Ravers near at hand. It bites deep and he screams angrily while yanking the head of the weapon free, “You’ll die for your idol!”</p><p></p><p>Audric’s angry exclamation provokes the rest of the Stonekeepers into action. They begin to rise and work themselves into a hostile frenzy. Sasha is once again attacked, and once again she is hit, but her heavy armor serves her well against the crude clubs of the Ravers and she weathers the attack unharmed. Despite the violence, none of the Ravers seem able to bring themselves to attack Ruel, still disguised as Sythriel.</p><p></p><p>The Memmelith chants, invoking bardic music to Inspire Courage to his allies.</p><p></p><p>The Ravers cluster around Sasha, focusing their attacks on the armored cleric. She weathers several blows, her full-plate serving her well against their makeshift clubs. One strikes her to the side of the head, however, and her head rings painfully with the impact. Elisa and Alexandre maneuver forward to support her, and along with the cleric draw blood from multiple Ravers with their blades and one Stonekeeper falls from his injuries. A blink dog joins the fray and its claws pierce a weakness in her armor at the back of Sasha’s calf, tearing into skin and flesh, then vanishing afterwards. Loki lumbers forward after invoking Vigor for protection, readying his great axe.</p><p></p><p>Alexandre stabs another Raver rising to join the battle, quickly finding himself beset by foes on all sides. He takes a painful clubbing to the ribs and scowls darkly. Ruel, still in the disguise of Sythriel, pulls another scroll out, seemingly from nowhere and recites from it. A violent clash of colors spews out from the wizard's hands, and two of the Stonekeepers around Alexandre collapse under the colorful cacophony. Alexandre smiles, finding the odds now more to his liking.</p><p></p><p>Audric plants his spear into the rubble beneath him and using it for leverage, whirls into the air and kicks twice at one of the Stonekeepers, but the man avoids one and blocks the second with his club and is unscathed by the flurry of kicks.</p><p></p><p>Elisa batters aside an attack from the guardian, but grits her teeth as she feels blink dog teeth sink into the back of her thigh. The Memmelith incants and Elisa feels an odd compulsion to consider him her friend, but under the bloodlust of her rage, shakes it off. Ruel immediately recognizes the spell as <em>Charm Person</em>, “Elisa, that man is not your friend!”</p><p></p><p>“Gee, you think?” she retorts, smirking. “Don’t worry, I’m fine!”</p><p></p><p>Ruel frowns, though it does not translate through his disguise and mutters, “The probability of that is low…”</p><p></p><p>Alexandre tears into the remaining standing Stonekeeper and his thinblade and dagger both cause shallow injuries to his opponent. The Stonekepper strikes back, battering down his guard and slamming him with his club. Elisa cuts down the Memmelith’s guardian while Loki confronts the blink dogs, striking hard but missing as the blink dog vanishes out from under his strike at the last second. Sasha backs off and casts <em>Cure Light Wounds</em>, taking the sting out of the worst of her injuries. Ruel once again tries to put down the Memmelith, but his <em>Kashandi’s Hideous Laughter</em> is once again rendered useless by the strange nature of the Memmelith.</p><p></p><p>Audric grinds his heel into the throat of one of the color-sprayed Ravers, crushing his windpipe and killing him instantly. “I hate uneducated worshipers of false gods,” he growls.</p><p></p><p>The blink dogs nibble at Loki, drawing blood – though the half-giant barely notices with his health augmented by his <em>Vigor</em> ability. Loki attacks the canine once more, and once again it blinks out of the way at the last moment. Elisa has better luck, and a blink dog yelps as she tears open its flank with her greatsword.</p><p></p><p>The Memmelith tries to charm Elisa once again, and once again she shrugs off its effects. Before Ruel can open his mouth she calls out, “I’m still going to kill the bastard Ruel, relax!”</p><p></p><p>Alexandre presses his attack, continuing to litter the Stonekeeper he is dueling with holes. Sasha Cures the rest of her injuries while Ruel begins a summoning spell. Audric comes to Alexandre’s assistance, and a hard kick sends the Raver sprawling to the ground. “I had him! I had him right where I wanted him!” Alexandre complains, popping a Cure Light Wounds potion to take the edge off of his injuries.</p><p></p><p>Audric rolls his eyes, “Uh huh.”</p><p></p><p>Loki is tired of trying to hit the blink dogs. He charges out from between them, wincing as each tear into his legs, but undaunted as he whirls his axe into the Memmelith. The Memmelith gurgles and doubles over as the axe tears through his armor and deep into his rib cage. Loki shakes the axe free and the Memmelith crumples, dead.</p><p></p><p>As the bard falls, the blink dogs howl then as one abruptly disappear. The Stonekeepers all lie dead or dying.</p><p></p><p>“Nice, Loki!” Elisa whistles appreciatively at the giant’s decisive attack.</p><p></p><p>“Nice job guys,” Dox smiles, emerging from the stairway. He moves over to the Memmelith as Ruel casts <em>Detect Magic</em>, and together they locate and pry away the man’s valuables, including magic studded leather, four potions and masterwork weaponry.</p><p></p><p>Alexandre looks over the large statue and cocks an eyebrow, “Uh… how are we going to get this out of here?”</p><p></p><p>Sasha sighs. The Stonekeepers were at best a very strange group of Ravers, to be treated carefully, but it seemed like there was a real chance of resolving the matter without bloodshed. Still, the Irregulars kept to their word satisfactorily. “If you break it apart I can repair it, with Dol Arrah’s blessing. Not right away, but I’m willing to do so later.”</p><p></p><p>Ruel smiles, “There’s the solution. Carefully though, we do not want to shatter it if we can avoid it. Try and break the limbs off cleanly!”</p><p></p><p>The Irregulars have time, and a great deal of brute force in Loki and Elisa, and soon have the bulky statue broken into manageable pieces. All of the Irregulars are obliged to help, but they manage to carry the statue piece by piece down through the spire, back into Fallen, and safely out of the district. When they reach a civilized area of Sharn, they rent a cart and haul the pieces upwards to collect their reward. The hour is quite late when they reach Silvervine, and call upon Ermineth d’Phiarlan – but the elderly elf receives them eagerly.</p><p></p><p>“You found all of it! Oh this is magnificent, well done. Very well done all of you,” she beams, pouring over all of the contents of the cart.</p><p></p><p>“We apologize that it is piecemeal, but Miss Larkana will repair it, if you wish,” Ruel says.</p><p></p><p>“Thank you dear, but that won’t be necessary,” Ermineth smiles at the young cleric. “I will take care of that. You all have done your job, now please enjoy your reward. Oh, and if you come across the missing left eye, there’s another hundred platinum in it for you.” She provides the Irregulars their reward: 500 platinum pieces, more than enough to distract all of them – except for one.</p><p></p><p>Sasha clears her throat, “Miss d’Phiarlan? What do you intend to do with the statue?”</p><p></p><p>Ermineth apparises the cleric with a shrewd glance, “Reassemble it my dear, of course.”</p><p></p><p>“And then?” Sasha folds her arms.</p><p></p><p>Ermineth smiles, “So, you noticed as well. Yes – it is too well constructed to be ‘just a statue’. But I have no plans for it other than to keep it for my collection, at this time.”</p><p></p><p>Sasha nods, “They named it ‘Sythriel’. You should know that. I intend to research it and determine its origin. I hope you will not do anything hasty until I have finished.”</p><p></p><p>Ermineth’s smile doesn’t falter, “That’s very kind of you dear.”</p><p></p><p>Ruel lifts an eyebrow interjecting, “If I may, I’d like to work with you on that, Sasha.”</p><p></p><p>***</p><p></p><p>It nears midnight as Ruel and Sasha walk back towards the Boar’s Head from the theatre, at the conclusion of their date. Sasha looks skyward and breathes a pleasant sigh. It has been quite some time since she’s felt particularly safe at such a late hour. The trials and dangers of the statue Sythriel feel far away, though in reality they only occurred a day ago. A transition has come to her life with the group of adventures called ‘The Irregulars,’ and now she must weigh the need for a sabbatical against her obligations to Fallen. Her date with Ruel has provided some perspective – a change of pace has felt good.</p><p></p><p>However, she’s struggled trying to explain faith to Ruel – and has come to the realization that it is a foreign concept to the precise and logical nature of Ruel’s mind. In the end the proof of Dol Arrah’s approval of her is her ability to channel divine magic and positive energy cannot be denied. Ruel must accept this, but still seems to be trying to frame it around the rules and laws of magic that he knows. Their discussion becomes cyclical, then abstract and frustrating.</p><p></p><p>“Ruel,” she says finally. “Stop trying to think of your dreams as coming from a God. What else could they mean?”</p><p></p><p>Ruel sighs, “Most likely that I am losing my mind.”</p><p></p><p>Sasha laughs gently, “I disagree. You aren’t acting like your crazy. You are acting like you’re under a lot of stress. Maybe this is your own way of dealing with it. Possibly this is something magical, or perhaps something else entirely. I think you need to stop trying to frame this as a religious experience.”</p><p></p><p>Ruel raises his eyebrows, “I did not expect to hear that from you.”</p><p></p><p>Sasha laughs again, “You expected I would use this to convert you?”</p><p></p><p>Ruel is still serious, “Frankly… yes.”</p><p></p><p>Sasha sighs and looks at Ruel seriously, “I want to help you. But all roads do not lead to Dol Arrah. You acted with discretion in Fallen and you seem like a good person – though inconsiderate to a certain bard at times, perhaps. You should try and be nicer to Kashandi.”</p><p></p><p>“Ah… yes, well… I suppose it would not hurt to try,” Ruel says, flustered.</p><p></p><p>“Good. Find your own way. Do not follow another path because it is attractive at the moment,” she admonishes him.</p><p></p><p>Ruel absorbs this for a moment, “Yes, that makes sense. Forgive me for burdening you with this…”</p><p></p><p>“No, no! It’s alright, I’m happy to help,” she says. “We can talk about this again any time you want. I’ve enjoyed the evening.”</p><p></p><p>Their conversation is on lighter matters by the time they reach the Boar’s Head Inn. The common room is still active, even in this late hour. Friendly voices filter through the doors as they pause outside of it.</p><p></p><p>“Where are you staying Sasha? You are on sabbatical now, correct?” Ruel asks.</p><p></p><p>“There is a bed for me at the church,” she responds, not answering him exactly.</p><p></p><p>“Why not stay with us?” Ruel asks. “Dox is friendly with the innkeeper here, I am sure we could get you a room at a very good price. Staying at the church sounds very dull!”</p><p></p><p>Sasha hesitates. Inside the inn laughter once again reaches their ears. Finally she smiles and nods.</p><p></p><p>“Wonderful!” Ruel grins, opening the door for her. “You should consider joining on with Ravien aboard the <em>Liralen </em>with us. It is a great way to see the world, and I am certain he would be eager to have you onboard. All of us would.”</p><p></p><p>“Oh…” Sasha looks wide-eyed at Ruel. “Do you really think so?”</p><p></p><p>“I know so!” Ruel nods as they enter the inn. “Can you think of a better way to get a new perspective?”</p><p></p><p>As they enter the inn, Sasha sees Dox chatting animatedly with the bartender. Noticing them come in he grins at the cleric and wizard and gives them a friendly wave. In a corner she sees Audric sitting with both hands clasped around a steaming earthenware cup. He looks up at her with a clouded look. She offers him a smile and he seems relieved by it, smiling and nodding simply back.</p><p></p><p>“I can’t,” she answers Ruel’s question, still smiling.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="PhoenixAsh, post: 4084874, member: 18230"] [b]Update #39: False Idol[/b] The Stonekeepers, with the exception of the strange, colorful man and the Raver who stands as his personal guard fall prostrate to their knees. The guard backs off as Ruel steps forward slowly – while the colorful man stares with wide eyes. By Ruel, Sasha bows her head slightly, while behind her most of the rest of the Irregulars shift uncomfortably. Alexandre chortles quietly, certain the wizard is playing a trick and entirely amused by the results. As it turns out, Alexandre is correct. Ruel, in the guise of Sythriel, reaches into a fold of his new clothing, producing one of his own scrolls. Reciting from it, an image of Ermineth d’Phiarlan’s tower appears in miniature, though still impressive scale, before him. He points at it, making no sound but indicating a desire to go there. Sasha lifts her head and announces, “The statue wants to go there!” After a hard look at the statue-guised wizard, the colorful man comes to the same, correct conclusion as the Irregulars, “Blasphemy!” he screams. The Irregulars vault into the room, easily making it past the prostrate Stonekeeper who is standing beside the door. Dox remains behind, covering the stairwell against any escape. Ruel attempts to regain control of the situation, “It is you who are the blasphemer! Recant and you will be forgiven!” The wizard incants and casts [I]Charm Person[/I] on the colorful man. Unknown to him, however, the man is not a normal man but a Memmelith, and wholly immune to the effects of the spell. The female Raver, mastering her courage after the Irregulars move past her, rises and pulls out a club, smashing it into the armored cleric in front of her. Sasha staggers, but her armor absorbs most of the impact and she is only bruised by the hit. The colorful man’s guardian steps forward to attack as well, but twists his foot awkwardly in the glass and his off-balance strike misses Sasha completely. Audric glowers as the Ravers start to attack Sasha and taking his longspear thrusts it into one of the prone Ravers near at hand. It bites deep and he screams angrily while yanking the head of the weapon free, “You’ll die for your idol!” Audric’s angry exclamation provokes the rest of the Stonekeepers into action. They begin to rise and work themselves into a hostile frenzy. Sasha is once again attacked, and once again she is hit, but her heavy armor serves her well against the crude clubs of the Ravers and she weathers the attack unharmed. Despite the violence, none of the Ravers seem able to bring themselves to attack Ruel, still disguised as Sythriel. The Memmelith chants, invoking bardic music to Inspire Courage to his allies. The Ravers cluster around Sasha, focusing their attacks on the armored cleric. She weathers several blows, her full-plate serving her well against their makeshift clubs. One strikes her to the side of the head, however, and her head rings painfully with the impact. Elisa and Alexandre maneuver forward to support her, and along with the cleric draw blood from multiple Ravers with their blades and one Stonekeeper falls from his injuries. A blink dog joins the fray and its claws pierce a weakness in her armor at the back of Sasha’s calf, tearing into skin and flesh, then vanishing afterwards. Loki lumbers forward after invoking Vigor for protection, readying his great axe. Alexandre stabs another Raver rising to join the battle, quickly finding himself beset by foes on all sides. He takes a painful clubbing to the ribs and scowls darkly. Ruel, still in the disguise of Sythriel, pulls another scroll out, seemingly from nowhere and recites from it. A violent clash of colors spews out from the wizard's hands, and two of the Stonekeepers around Alexandre collapse under the colorful cacophony. Alexandre smiles, finding the odds now more to his liking. Audric plants his spear into the rubble beneath him and using it for leverage, whirls into the air and kicks twice at one of the Stonekeepers, but the man avoids one and blocks the second with his club and is unscathed by the flurry of kicks. Elisa batters aside an attack from the guardian, but grits her teeth as she feels blink dog teeth sink into the back of her thigh. The Memmelith incants and Elisa feels an odd compulsion to consider him her friend, but under the bloodlust of her rage, shakes it off. Ruel immediately recognizes the spell as [I]Charm Person[/I], “Elisa, that man is not your friend!” “Gee, you think?” she retorts, smirking. “Don’t worry, I’m fine!” Ruel frowns, though it does not translate through his disguise and mutters, “The probability of that is low…” Alexandre tears into the remaining standing Stonekeeper and his thinblade and dagger both cause shallow injuries to his opponent. The Stonekepper strikes back, battering down his guard and slamming him with his club. Elisa cuts down the Memmelith’s guardian while Loki confronts the blink dogs, striking hard but missing as the blink dog vanishes out from under his strike at the last second. Sasha backs off and casts [I]Cure Light Wounds[/I], taking the sting out of the worst of her injuries. Ruel once again tries to put down the Memmelith, but his [I]Kashandi’s Hideous Laughter[/I] is once again rendered useless by the strange nature of the Memmelith. Audric grinds his heel into the throat of one of the color-sprayed Ravers, crushing his windpipe and killing him instantly. “I hate uneducated worshipers of false gods,” he growls. The blink dogs nibble at Loki, drawing blood – though the half-giant barely notices with his health augmented by his [I]Vigor[/I] ability. Loki attacks the canine once more, and once again it blinks out of the way at the last moment. Elisa has better luck, and a blink dog yelps as she tears open its flank with her greatsword. The Memmelith tries to charm Elisa once again, and once again she shrugs off its effects. Before Ruel can open his mouth she calls out, “I’m still going to kill the bastard Ruel, relax!” Alexandre presses his attack, continuing to litter the Stonekeeper he is dueling with holes. Sasha Cures the rest of her injuries while Ruel begins a summoning spell. Audric comes to Alexandre’s assistance, and a hard kick sends the Raver sprawling to the ground. “I had him! I had him right where I wanted him!” Alexandre complains, popping a Cure Light Wounds potion to take the edge off of his injuries. Audric rolls his eyes, “Uh huh.” Loki is tired of trying to hit the blink dogs. He charges out from between them, wincing as each tear into his legs, but undaunted as he whirls his axe into the Memmelith. The Memmelith gurgles and doubles over as the axe tears through his armor and deep into his rib cage. Loki shakes the axe free and the Memmelith crumples, dead. As the bard falls, the blink dogs howl then as one abruptly disappear. The Stonekeepers all lie dead or dying. “Nice, Loki!” Elisa whistles appreciatively at the giant’s decisive attack. “Nice job guys,” Dox smiles, emerging from the stairway. He moves over to the Memmelith as Ruel casts [I]Detect Magic[/I], and together they locate and pry away the man’s valuables, including magic studded leather, four potions and masterwork weaponry. Alexandre looks over the large statue and cocks an eyebrow, “Uh… how are we going to get this out of here?” Sasha sighs. The Stonekeepers were at best a very strange group of Ravers, to be treated carefully, but it seemed like there was a real chance of resolving the matter without bloodshed. Still, the Irregulars kept to their word satisfactorily. “If you break it apart I can repair it, with Dol Arrah’s blessing. Not right away, but I’m willing to do so later.” Ruel smiles, “There’s the solution. Carefully though, we do not want to shatter it if we can avoid it. Try and break the limbs off cleanly!” The Irregulars have time, and a great deal of brute force in Loki and Elisa, and soon have the bulky statue broken into manageable pieces. All of the Irregulars are obliged to help, but they manage to carry the statue piece by piece down through the spire, back into Fallen, and safely out of the district. When they reach a civilized area of Sharn, they rent a cart and haul the pieces upwards to collect their reward. The hour is quite late when they reach Silvervine, and call upon Ermineth d’Phiarlan – but the elderly elf receives them eagerly. “You found all of it! Oh this is magnificent, well done. Very well done all of you,” she beams, pouring over all of the contents of the cart. “We apologize that it is piecemeal, but Miss Larkana will repair it, if you wish,” Ruel says. “Thank you dear, but that won’t be necessary,” Ermineth smiles at the young cleric. “I will take care of that. You all have done your job, now please enjoy your reward. Oh, and if you come across the missing left eye, there’s another hundred platinum in it for you.” She provides the Irregulars their reward: 500 platinum pieces, more than enough to distract all of them – except for one. Sasha clears her throat, “Miss d’Phiarlan? What do you intend to do with the statue?” Ermineth apparises the cleric with a shrewd glance, “Reassemble it my dear, of course.” “And then?” Sasha folds her arms. Ermineth smiles, “So, you noticed as well. Yes – it is too well constructed to be ‘just a statue’. But I have no plans for it other than to keep it for my collection, at this time.” Sasha nods, “They named it ‘Sythriel’. You should know that. I intend to research it and determine its origin. I hope you will not do anything hasty until I have finished.” Ermineth’s smile doesn’t falter, “That’s very kind of you dear.” Ruel lifts an eyebrow interjecting, “If I may, I’d like to work with you on that, Sasha.” *** It nears midnight as Ruel and Sasha walk back towards the Boar’s Head from the theatre, at the conclusion of their date. Sasha looks skyward and breathes a pleasant sigh. It has been quite some time since she’s felt particularly safe at such a late hour. The trials and dangers of the statue Sythriel feel far away, though in reality they only occurred a day ago. A transition has come to her life with the group of adventures called ‘The Irregulars,’ and now she must weigh the need for a sabbatical against her obligations to Fallen. Her date with Ruel has provided some perspective – a change of pace has felt good. However, she’s struggled trying to explain faith to Ruel – and has come to the realization that it is a foreign concept to the precise and logical nature of Ruel’s mind. In the end the proof of Dol Arrah’s approval of her is her ability to channel divine magic and positive energy cannot be denied. Ruel must accept this, but still seems to be trying to frame it around the rules and laws of magic that he knows. Their discussion becomes cyclical, then abstract and frustrating. “Ruel,” she says finally. “Stop trying to think of your dreams as coming from a God. What else could they mean?” Ruel sighs, “Most likely that I am losing my mind.” Sasha laughs gently, “I disagree. You aren’t acting like your crazy. You are acting like you’re under a lot of stress. Maybe this is your own way of dealing with it. Possibly this is something magical, or perhaps something else entirely. I think you need to stop trying to frame this as a religious experience.” Ruel raises his eyebrows, “I did not expect to hear that from you.” Sasha laughs again, “You expected I would use this to convert you?” Ruel is still serious, “Frankly… yes.” Sasha sighs and looks at Ruel seriously, “I want to help you. But all roads do not lead to Dol Arrah. You acted with discretion in Fallen and you seem like a good person – though inconsiderate to a certain bard at times, perhaps. You should try and be nicer to Kashandi.” “Ah… yes, well… I suppose it would not hurt to try,” Ruel says, flustered. “Good. Find your own way. Do not follow another path because it is attractive at the moment,” she admonishes him. Ruel absorbs this for a moment, “Yes, that makes sense. Forgive me for burdening you with this…” “No, no! It’s alright, I’m happy to help,” she says. “We can talk about this again any time you want. I’ve enjoyed the evening.” Their conversation is on lighter matters by the time they reach the Boar’s Head Inn. The common room is still active, even in this late hour. Friendly voices filter through the doors as they pause outside of it. “Where are you staying Sasha? You are on sabbatical now, correct?” Ruel asks. “There is a bed for me at the church,” she responds, not answering him exactly. “Why not stay with us?” Ruel asks. “Dox is friendly with the innkeeper here, I am sure we could get you a room at a very good price. Staying at the church sounds very dull!” Sasha hesitates. Inside the inn laughter once again reaches their ears. Finally she smiles and nods. “Wonderful!” Ruel grins, opening the door for her. “You should consider joining on with Ravien aboard the [I]Liralen [/I]with us. It is a great way to see the world, and I am certain he would be eager to have you onboard. All of us would.” “Oh…” Sasha looks wide-eyed at Ruel. “Do you really think so?” “I know so!” Ruel nods as they enter the inn. “Can you think of a better way to get a new perspective?” As they enter the inn, Sasha sees Dox chatting animatedly with the bartender. Noticing them come in he grins at the cleric and wizard and gives them a friendly wave. In a corner she sees Audric sitting with both hands clasped around a steaming earthenware cup. He looks up at her with a clouded look. She offers him a smile and he seems relieved by it, smiling and nodding simply back. “I can’t,” she answers Ruel’s question, still smiling. [/QUOTE]
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