Trouvere
Explorer
The halfling cocks her head to make sense of Pendrake's utterance.
"I hoped there might be guards so far up. This is what they're paid to do, you'd think, but they leave us to ourselves, except when they come to arrest someone. But that's about all they can do. I expected to have to run all the way to the Red Dragon to find anyone competent. So, then, by your arms, armour and bearing, meeting you so close is fortunate?"
She extends her own hand to take Quozen's. "Miss Rollfar Lightpurse," she says.
Mention of the great wave makes her twist round to peer up the street again.
"No, not as such. I was up there. I own - owned - the houses there. Spelding Row. I was visiting my tenants. I felt the wind first, shaking the cottages. And then, about a quarter-hour later, I smelled the sea, the tang suddenly stronger, and then after it, a smell of rot and vinegar. Well, I didn't think so much of it. But when I came out a back door into Spelding Square, there was a something there. I think it came out of the sea, with the wave. I couldn't see it, but there was the smell and... noises.
"Well, I did something stupid. I went looking around the Square for it. I only caught a glimpse. I ran, hoping very hard it would stay where it was, and indeed it didn't follow me. But I dropped my lantern and it broke.
"So, I got my tenants out of their homes and sent them away to friends or relatives or inns. I don't think it's safe for them, while that thing is there."
She looks at each of you imploringly, wobbling a little as she looks up at Ngikhnit. "Please, will you... find out what it is? And kill it."[sblock=PCs][sblock=Midias]She seems sincere, and to be telling the truth.[/sblock][sblock=Peladus]Why would anyone make up a story like this?[/sblock][sblock=Quozen]She talks a lot, but you don't get a good sense for her. There's nothing that makes you think she'd be lying.[/sblock][sblock=Ngikhnit]Spelding Square sounds interesting. There's almost nothing more worth doing than taking a look at it, right now. You feel that very strongly.[/sblock][sblock=Pendrake]As Miss Lightpurse asks for help, you feel a tickle at the back of your head... certainly not hostile, but a pressure, that quickly fades.[/sblock][/sblock]
"I hoped there might be guards so far up. This is what they're paid to do, you'd think, but they leave us to ourselves, except when they come to arrest someone. But that's about all they can do. I expected to have to run all the way to the Red Dragon to find anyone competent. So, then, by your arms, armour and bearing, meeting you so close is fortunate?"
She extends her own hand to take Quozen's. "Miss Rollfar Lightpurse," she says.
Mention of the great wave makes her twist round to peer up the street again.
"No, not as such. I was up there. I own - owned - the houses there. Spelding Row. I was visiting my tenants. I felt the wind first, shaking the cottages. And then, about a quarter-hour later, I smelled the sea, the tang suddenly stronger, and then after it, a smell of rot and vinegar. Well, I didn't think so much of it. But when I came out a back door into Spelding Square, there was a something there. I think it came out of the sea, with the wave. I couldn't see it, but there was the smell and... noises.
"Well, I did something stupid. I went looking around the Square for it. I only caught a glimpse. I ran, hoping very hard it would stay where it was, and indeed it didn't follow me. But I dropped my lantern and it broke.
"So, I got my tenants out of their homes and sent them away to friends or relatives or inns. I don't think it's safe for them, while that thing is there."
She looks at each of you imploringly, wobbling a little as she looks up at Ngikhnit. "Please, will you... find out what it is? And kill it."[sblock=PCs][sblock=Midias]She seems sincere, and to be telling the truth.[/sblock][sblock=Peladus]Why would anyone make up a story like this?[/sblock][sblock=Quozen]She talks a lot, but you don't get a good sense for her. There's nothing that makes you think she'd be lying.[/sblock][sblock=Ngikhnit]Spelding Square sounds interesting. There's almost nothing more worth doing than taking a look at it, right now. You feel that very strongly.[/sblock][sblock=Pendrake]As Miss Lightpurse asks for help, you feel a tickle at the back of your head... certainly not hostile, but a pressure, that quickly fades.[/sblock][/sblock]