Clutches of Evil - IC: Chapter Two

[Nonlethal Force]

Destiny eagerly follows the more anxious party as they head to the temple. As the party walks, they pass the woman as she returns. Indeed she did drop off food at the front of the temple, knock on the door, and then head back towards the party. As she passes by, she lifts her head up from the ground and begins to casually greet the party. "Morning, stra...."

Her eyes stop as she looks from Keryth to Bahruul - never even getting to Destiny of Bahruul. Her mouth hangs slightly ajar and her eyes do not move from Bahruul. She finds her self subcontiously passing by them in a bit of an arched path away from the party making sure to give the armored and "odd" looking party a wide berth.

 

[unleashed]

Keryth, Male Drakontos Cleric

“Looks like you have an admirer, Bahruul,” Keryth chuckles, slapping the big bous on the shoulder. “Good morning, miss. Don’t worry, he’s harmless unless you get between him and a meal...or make an enemy of him.”

 

[jkason]

Byntrou, roguishly sorcerous barbarian

“Looks like you have an admirer, Bahruul,” Keryth chuckles, slapping the big bous on the shoulder. “Good morning, miss. Don’t worry, he’s harmless unless you get between him and a meal...or make an enemy of him.”

Byntrou chuckles at the woman's reaction.

"I suppose at some point we'll need to learn to better disguise ourselves, whether through mundane or magical means," he comments to Destiny. "Surely our oddity has come in handy from time to time, but I don't doubt there will come a day when our ... distinctiveness might prove to be a hinderance."

 

[Nonlethal Force]

Byntrou chuckles at the woman's reaction.

"I suppose at some point we'll need to learn to better disguise ourselves, whether through mundane or magical means," he comments to Destiny. "Surely our oddity has come in handy from time to time, but I don't doubt there will come a day when our ... distinctiveness might prove to be a hinderance."

Destiny replies to Byntrou as the woman stammers a response to Keryth, "Or we stick to the larger cities or open country. We didn't seem to encounter this in Theropa."

The woman stammers a response to Keryth as he startles her by speaking. "Ah ... Ah ... Good morning indeed. I ... ah ... excuse me, I know this is incredibly rude, but ..." As she speaks, her eyes final divert back to Keryth, who had spoken to her. Her tone is not one of racism in the least - more of simply being caught unaware.

 

[unleashed]

Keryth, Male Drakontos Cleric

“No, not at all, they’re an unusual sight aren’t they, and not at all common hereabout I imagine. They’re bous if you’re wondering, but if you want to know more than that...you’ll need to ask them,” Keryth declares, smiling.

 

[D20Dazza]

Bahruul puts on his most winning smile and beams at the lady in the street "A pleasure it is to make your acquaintance" he says bowing deeply at the waist "I am named Bahruul, and whom do we have the pleasure of addressing this glorious morning?".

 

[jkason]

Byntrou, roguishly sorcerous barbarian

Byntrou suppresses his own smile at his herdmate's display of charm, but otherwise remains quiet and holds back so as not to further overwhelm the woman.

 

[Nonlethal Force]

Even with Bahruul bowing, the woman still feels quite miniscule. She tries to smile ehr best and replies, "I am Rebecca. I was ... just delivering a bit of foodfor my weekly sacrifice to the temple."

 

[D20Dazza]

"A weekly sacrifice?" Bahruul says as he lowers his frame to the ground so that he is kneeling and his eyes can more easily meet Rebecca's "But I have heard the temple is empty, the priests gone. Who then accepts these sacrifices in the name of your God?"

 

[Nonlethal Force]

The woman replies to Bahruul, "Who told you the temple is empty? Sure, the priests are gone. But Markie's still in there."