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"I'm sorry, I didn't know you all wanted to rest some more." Kiylea touches Ringly's shoulder in apology (but only briefly, she knows the mage is sensitive to such things). "I'll go home 'n get the rest of my things, then come back to train. I'm not much good at fighting up close so I could use...

"Tomorrow....," Kiylea whispers in disappointment as she watches Father Alton leave. "There mightn't be anything left I can follow by then. I'm not really very good, you know." She directs this last at young Alton, along with a rueful smile. Then she glances to Mero. "And I don't suppose there's...

"I do want to find out what we're up against. That's why I want to track it. I'm no good at reading books, but I can read the forest." Kiylea glances up at the sun. "We can't wait too long or the trail will get hard to follow."

Kiylea's mouth hangs open for a minute. "Are you saying there might be fiends in the Lady's woods?! We've gotta' get rid of them before they dirty anything else! We gotta' track this thing back to its lair!" She seems ready to dash off immediately.

Looks like we're just missing the DM - which isn't good :\

Kiylea slips briefly to Father Alton's side as they head out. "Thank you for helping me, father. But please don't tell my Ma and Pa what happened. At least, not what really happened. Especially Ma." Then she darts off for the back of the house. Upon arrival she bends over their corpus delicti...

Still here!

"Have you seen it?" Kiylea asks, curiosity overcoming her shyness. "Where is it? Have you found out anything about it?"

Kiylea's eyes widen. "Was I hurt that bad? It just seems like a scratch." She glances down at her rent and stained leather jerkin. "Father Alton must have magic as strong as Clara's. Anyway I'm sure sorry I wasn't any help... but I guess you guys handled things all right." She smiles around and...

Somewhat pleased but mostly confused by the attention being showered on her, Kiylea finally manages to get her mouth working again. "Has everyone gone daft? Of course I'm okay! Stop actin' like I died and came back alive again, and tell me what happened last night!" She looks over at their young...

Kiylea smiles as the delicious aromas tease her awake. Mmmm, Ma's sure got a good breakfast going today. She opens her eyes and the smile fades into a frown of confusion as she takes in the unfamiliar surroundings. Hopping up she goes to one of the windows and tries to place herself. Seeing the...

You must admit, I do a very good job of RPing unconsciousness! ;)

Can I have Kiylea wake up and start doing stuff at dawn, or is she still being kinda' NPC'd?

"Where is this orphanage, then; what roads may lead us there?" Meg asks, then turns to Toskar. "And where is this fine tavern of yours?"

Meg's eyes twinkle at Brokkus for a moment, then she gives careful attention to Jenya and Eldar. "Indeed, we have many inquiries to make. But our time may be short - is there any reason we should not start for the orphanage immediately, and reason out our actions while on the road?"

Woot! It's dead and my little ranger isn't! Go team Halfling! ;)

Meg's eyes sparkle as Jenya recites the strange oracle. "This task would certainly lead to new and strange paths. I will not pass it up. But I ask for no money, only a little food each day and a sheltered place to sleep."

Meg had been softly singing a Halfling folk song about comfy rooms and hot drinks on blustery nights, but she stopped to hear Mistress Urikas. "In exchange for your warm room and warm drinks, I would listen to almost anything, mistress," Meg replies with a grin.

40? (8 (rogue) + 2 (INT) + 1 (human)) x 4 = 44.... at least, on my calculator ;) And an exalted feat - woot, I'm all over that! Howze about Sacred Strike?

Meg salutes the marble figures with her staff, then turns to Ruphus. "Certainly! And if I can, I will help your church stop these vanishings, for their purpose seems to be a dark one."