Brave New Planes

[Paxus Asclepius]

IC: The Cimmerian attempts to bandage the woman to prevent any more loss of blood.

(OOC: Its been a while since Vilya posted. Is Vilya with the Cimmerian right now?)

She passively allows the Cimmerian to bandage her, once gripping his hand as she winces in pain. In the light of the torches, with her hair fallen loosely over her face, he can see only her jaw, delicately boned and tawny in shade. As he finishes, she speaks, still with her head cast down. "Thank you, brave warrior. What is your name?" Her voice is by far the most beautiful thing the Cimmerian has ever heard, and stirs powerful feelings of love and desire.

 

[Endur]

The Cimmerian responds, "I am from a land far away, and few here recognize my name. I am called Conan.

"What is your name and Why did those creatures attack such a beautiful woman as yourself?"

 

[Paxus Asclepius]

The Cimmerian responds, "I am from a land far away, and few here recognize my name. I am called Conan.

"What is your name and Why did those creatures attack such a beautiful woman as yourself?"

"I am Melsa Foamfoot. Those . . . things were going to, to . . ." She breaks off in a combination of indignation and embarrasment. "I got lost. I was down here looking for my brother, and I got lost, and those things came out of nowhere. They wanted to rob me, and to, to . . . to have their way with me." She is now quietly crying, tears rolling off her chin to splash to the floor.

 

[Endur]

The Cimmerian puts his arm around Melsa to comfort her.

"Do you want to return to the surface, or continue to look for your brother?"

The Cimmerian looks at the two creatures and ponders their nature.

"What are these creatures? Have you ever seen them before?"

 

[Paxus Asclepius]

The Cimmerian puts his arm around Melsa to comfort her.

"Do you want to return to the surface, or continue to look for your brother?"

The Cimmerian looks at the two creatures and ponders their nature.

"What are these creatures? Have you ever seen them before?"

She reaches up to the encircling arm, absentmindedly stroking it. The feel of her silky skin is incredibly distracting; the Cimmerian is having difficulty concentrating on anything but her.

"Could you help me find my brother? He came down a couple days ago, with some friends of his, and no one's heard anything about them since."

"I think they're called 'ogres,' or something like that. I've never seen anything like them."

 

[Endur]

The Cimmerian studies the 'Ogres' and looks at their weapons and armor.

"What do your brother and his friends look like? What were they looking for down here? Do you live in the city above?"

She reaches up to the encircling arm, absentmindedly stroking it. The feel of her silky skin is incredibly distracting; the Cimmerian is having difficulty concentrating on anything but her.

"Could you help me find my brother? He came down a couple days ago, with some friends of his, and no one's heard anything about them since."

"I think they're called 'ogres,' or something like that. I've never seen anything like them."

 

[Paxus Asclepius]

The Cimmerian studies the 'Ogres' and looks at their weapons and armor.

"What do your brother and his friends look like? What were they looking for down here? Do you live in the city above?"

"Jon's about your height, brown hair, green eyes like me. I don't know who else he was with. They came down looking for treasure or something. We do live in Waterdeep."

 

[Dalamar]

Lots of going back and responding to stuff, just bear with me. Or you could just let it be, it's not going to change stuff.

Brystasia's entry is noted with much greater interest; the entire bar drops silent, save for a few errant mugs or forks clattering to a table or floor.

"Lady Purelove! Surely you can't mean to go plunging into Undermountain? That's for young fools of sellswords and hired wands, not a respectable gentlewoman such as yourself!"

As the bar hushes Brystasia gives a pleasant smiles and gives a small wave in general not wanting to take the moment away from those meeting her for the first time. She playfully hides the smile as she gracefully moves amongst the people to the speaker of the greeting, “So now I’m not so young?”

Vilya smiles to herself, finding the conversation amusing. She does her best to blend in the crowd, not really in the mood to be there in the spotlight with Brystasia. She shuffles to the counter and orders herself a drink. She starts iddly sipping it, listening to what Brystasia is saying at the same time.

Brystasia smiles and nods at Meekel as he walks though the door and she speaks quickly to the men flocked around her, “Sorry boys I imagine he is here for me and that I should take it in private.”

A low groan escapes the crowd as she elegantly and gracefully moves across the inn and points to an out of the way and quite booth. After pleasantries are finished she listens quietly as Meekel explains his reason for tracking her down.

Vilya lets a small chuckle escape her at the response Brystasia got. As Brystasia moves through the crowd with the power of her presence, Vilya does the same with her grace. She finds her way just outside of the booth that Brystasia and Meekel entered, and leans to a wall closeby, listening to the conversation but not exactly interested in taking part.

 

[Endur]

The Cimmerian responds to Melsa, "Any idea where Jon and his friends might have went? In the tavern, they claimed these corridors go for miles."

 

[Paxus Asclepius]

The Cimmerian responds to Melsa, "Any idea where Jon and his friends might have went? In the tavern, they claimed these corridors go for miles."

"I have no idea. They came in through the Yawning Portal, but I don't know where they went."