Clutches of Evil - IC: Chapter Two
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As the four move to their desired positions, a man in an impeccable tunic and set of pants walks into the establishment. The city guard parts to allow him access without a word. He is wearing the cap of an inspector within the corps of the city guard. Striding over to the body of the fallen orc, a look of alarm crosses his face for a few simple seconds. He quickly regains his composure.
Keryth is able to move to a location that ensures the other orc won't be able to get out without moving past him. Byntrou stays back and can easily blend in with the rest of the crowd. By blend in, of course, I mean mingle in a fashion that does not look directly connected with Keryth. A bous does not typically blend in with elves and humans too easily and go unnoticed.
Varius and Eion are able to go back to the table and continue their dialogue, but they are also close enough to hear the inspector's words as well.
The inspector had heard the various discussions of the people on his way in - some pointing to Keryth as the murderer and others defending Keryth's honor. The inspector beckons to one of the guards to come. He whispers something in the guard's ear, obviously hoping nobody can hear. As far as the party in concerned, nobody could hear him. The guard rises and quickly moves to the door and out.
The inspector quickly rises to his feet and speaks. "It may be important that you all leave, but I do not recommend fleeing. Down the block there is a warehouse that is not currently in use this evening. I have asked the guards to escort all those who were not involved to that location. None of you are under arrest, but for your safety I hope that you will do as the guards ask. Anyone who had any role in this incident is asked to stay behind."
The inspector is not done speaking. He gestures to Keryth. "I need you to stay. I need anyone who had anything to do with this incident to stay. And I especially need anyone who had contact with this man's skin or blood to stay. If you meet those conditions and try to leave, you will be arrested if we discover your deception later. But I assure those who stay that you are not under arrest."
Dahlia's face immediately pales and she looks as if she is about to faint. She remains seated and looks to Keryth, hoping to find him among the people. The dead half-orc's friend does not try to leave, he simply sits back down in his booth. He has a bit of a look of shock upon his face.
As the city guard begin directing people to the empty warehouse, the inspector speaks to those who choose to remain. "If I could have your names, your reason for being in Theropa - even if you are a resident, and your story about what happened here I would be grateful. Once the priest that I have beckoned for arrives I am sure he will have further questions. I must also ask that anyone who came in direct contact with this man or this man's blood touch nobody else." Specifically to Keryth he says, "I know you are a friend of Bahamut by your symbols. Through your faith, do you know what happened to this man?"
Keryth is able to move to a location that ensures the other orc won't be able to get out without moving past him. Byntrou stays back and can easily blend in with the rest of the crowd. By blend in, of course, I mean mingle in a fashion that does not look directly connected with Keryth. A bous does not typically blend in with elves and humans too easily and go unnoticed.
Varius and Eion are able to go back to the table and continue their dialogue, but they are also close enough to hear the inspector's words as well.
The inspector had heard the various discussions of the people on his way in - some pointing to Keryth as the murderer and others defending Keryth's honor. The inspector beckons to one of the guards to come. He whispers something in the guard's ear, obviously hoping nobody can hear. As far as the party in concerned, nobody could hear him. The guard rises and quickly moves to the door and out.
The inspector quickly rises to his feet and speaks. "It may be important that you all leave, but I do not recommend fleeing. Down the block there is a warehouse that is not currently in use this evening. I have asked the guards to escort all those who were not involved to that location. None of you are under arrest, but for your safety I hope that you will do as the guards ask. Anyone who had any role in this incident is asked to stay behind."
The inspector is not done speaking. He gestures to Keryth. "I need you to stay. I need anyone who had anything to do with this incident to stay. And I especially need anyone who had contact with this man's skin or blood to stay. If you meet those conditions and try to leave, you will be arrested if we discover your deception later. But I assure those who stay that you are not under arrest."
Dahlia's face immediately pales and she looks as if she is about to faint. She remains seated and looks to Keryth, hoping to find him among the people. The dead half-orc's friend does not try to leave, he simply sits back down in his booth. He has a bit of a look of shock upon his face.
As the city guard begin directing people to the empty warehouse, the inspector speaks to those who choose to remain. "If I could have your names, your reason for being in Theropa - even if you are a resident, and your story about what happened here I would be grateful. Once the priest that I have beckoned for arrives I am sure he will have further questions. I must also ask that anyone who came in direct contact with this man or this man's blood touch nobody else." Specifically to Keryth he says, "I know you are a friend of Bahamut by your symbols. Through your faith, do you know what happened to this man?"
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Keryth, Male Drakontos Cleric
Keryth smiles at Dahlia, hoping that is comfort enough for the moment, when she looks toward him after the inspector’s announcement.
“I am Keryth, a priest of Bahamut which you have already surmised. My reason for being in Theropa... well I just returned to the city after completing a task for the church of Heironeous in Great Bend, so I hope to rest for a while here and spend some time with the lovely Dahlia and other friends I have made hereabout. As for what happened, the half-orc on the floor grabbed Dahlia when she was passing by,” he says, nodding toward Dahlia and smiling. “I demanded he unhand her and once I was close enough to physically restrain him, he lunged at me. I then restrained him and pinned him to the floor, hoping to hold him until the guard arrived. Of course that didn’t go exactly as planned, as just after I pinned him, he coughed violently and spewed blood, began to bleed from the eyes and nose, and then died in the midst of several significant convulsions.“
“I’m not sure what happened to him exactly, as I have no prayers which would tell me, but from a physical examination, I would say it was something he has suffered with for some time, as I noticed evidence of previous episodes of bleeding from the eyes and nose. You might want to ask his friend there if he knows anything though,” Keryth finishes, gesturing towards the other half-orc.
Keryth smiles at Dahlia, hoping that is comfort enough for the moment, when she looks toward him after the inspector’s announcement.
“I am Keryth, a priest of Bahamut which you have already surmised. My reason for being in Theropa... well I just returned to the city after completing a task for the church of Heironeous in Great Bend, so I hope to rest for a while here and spend some time with the lovely Dahlia and other friends I have made hereabout. As for what happened, the half-orc on the floor grabbed Dahlia when she was passing by,” he says, nodding toward Dahlia and smiling. “I demanded he unhand her and once I was close enough to physically restrain him, he lunged at me. I then restrained him and pinned him to the floor, hoping to hold him until the guard arrived. Of course that didn’t go exactly as planned, as just after I pinned him, he coughed violently and spewed blood, began to bleed from the eyes and nose, and then died in the midst of several significant convulsions.“
“I’m not sure what happened to him exactly, as I have no prayers which would tell me, but from a physical examination, I would say it was something he has suffered with for some time, as I noticed evidence of previous episodes of bleeding from the eyes and nose. You might want to ask his friend there if he knows anything though,” Keryth finishes, gesturing towards the other half-orc.
Byntrou, roguishly sorcerous bous barbarian
Byn pauses a moment, debating the merits of being contained by the guard, or being herded into a warehouse, and ultimately decides his odds are best staying with his companions. As usual, he lets Keryth do the talking, preferring only to add the information required of him:
"I am Byntrou of the winding river, companion to the priest."
Byn pauses a moment, debating the merits of being contained by the guard, or being herded into a warehouse, and ultimately decides his odds are best staying with his companions. As usual, he lets Keryth do the talking, preferring only to add the information required of him:
"I am Byntrou of the winding river, companion to the priest."
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Nonlethal Force said:
When the inspector comes to Varius' table, he finds him still eating his stew and finishing his ale. Looking up Varius replies "I am Varius Valerius of Tongra. I am here having been in the employ of one of your merchants ensuring that their goods reached you city intact. As to what happened, it's as the drakontos said, the half-orc grabbed the girl there, he refused to let her go when challenged and fell in a bloody heap when he tried to attack. No one drew a weapon or struck him" replies Varius as he returns to his ale.
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EDIT: The inspector thanks all for their testimony.
Dahlia then adds her part of the story, backing up what Keryth had already described. When she shows the inspector the wounds that the half-orc had inflicted the inspector shakes his head disapprovingly. "There can be no doubt that it was self-defense. And ma'am, I'm going to have to ask you to not ouch anything."
The inspector takes Keryth's advice and moves on to the half-orc. The half-orc explains that he and his friend are honest and law-abiding citizens. In fact, they had been hired by the city guard to sweep out the city sewers and try and remove anything living within that might have been living there. "We didn't find too much down there but ... well ... stuff you'd expect. We found more than our share of big rats and the like, but we dealt with all of them. And as anyone would expect to find in sewers, there were a few places where otyughs collected trash and garbage. But we've cleaned them out as well. We even returned the carcasses to the agent that hired us for a special rate of compensation. That was about three days ago."
He continues, pointing to his friend. "I don't know what got into my friend. He was acting fine until about an hour ago. He developed a fever and then lost it when he heard the stew might run out."
[Sblock=OOC]A bit of time passes here - and the characters can interact with the inspector or the half-orc if they want to. But, if not, I'll post the next half of the scene.[/Sblock]
Almost a half-hour later a priest arrives. Given the relics and rings that he wears, he is of high reputation within his given temple of Pelor. The inspector briefs the priest about the testimonies given and the priest kneels to do a few scans. He magically reads the dead body and grimmaces. "It's worse than you fear, inspector. I'm sure you suspected Filth Fever. And he's got it bad. But that isn't what killed him. He's got some kind of infection present only in his brain. I've not seen it before, but I'll check the manuals of the temple when I return. I'd like to search anyone who came in contact with him if they agree."
The inspector points to Dahlia, the half-orc, and Keryth. "By their statements, they had direct contact." Dahlia and the half-orc eagerly invite the scan for infection.
The priest shakes his head grimly over the half-orc and casts a spell of purification. "I've cured you of the Filth Fever. But the infection migrating to your brain is too powerful for my magic - and therefore the magic of my temple. I can do nothing for it without some research. Based on what I can tell, you are about a day from reaching the point of your friend. Curing the Fever might help elongate it, but I can make no promises."
He scans Dahlia and reaches the same conclusion. "I am sorry, ma'am. But you can only be cleansed of the Fever. You have contracted the brain infection, but it is still fresh. Since the Fever is gone, you may have more than what we know to be the incubation period of three days. But I cannot make any more promises without doing research."
A look of panic crosses Dahlia's face and she immediately turns to Byntrou and Keryth to look for reassurance.
Dahlia then adds her part of the story, backing up what Keryth had already described. When she shows the inspector the wounds that the half-orc had inflicted the inspector shakes his head disapprovingly. "There can be no doubt that it was self-defense. And ma'am, I'm going to have to ask you to not ouch anything."
The inspector takes Keryth's advice and moves on to the half-orc. The half-orc explains that he and his friend are honest and law-abiding citizens. In fact, they had been hired by the city guard to sweep out the city sewers and try and remove anything living within that might have been living there. "We didn't find too much down there but ... well ... stuff you'd expect. We found more than our share of big rats and the like, but we dealt with all of them. And as anyone would expect to find in sewers, there were a few places where otyughs collected trash and garbage. But we've cleaned them out as well. We even returned the carcasses to the agent that hired us for a special rate of compensation. That was about three days ago."
He continues, pointing to his friend. "I don't know what got into my friend. He was acting fine until about an hour ago. He developed a fever and then lost it when he heard the stew might run out."
[Sblock=OOC]A bit of time passes here - and the characters can interact with the inspector or the half-orc if they want to. But, if not, I'll post the next half of the scene.[/Sblock]
Almost a half-hour later a priest arrives. Given the relics and rings that he wears, he is of high reputation within his given temple of Pelor. The inspector briefs the priest about the testimonies given and the priest kneels to do a few scans. He magically reads the dead body and grimmaces. "It's worse than you fear, inspector. I'm sure you suspected Filth Fever. And he's got it bad. But that isn't what killed him. He's got some kind of infection present only in his brain. I've not seen it before, but I'll check the manuals of the temple when I return. I'd like to search anyone who came in contact with him if they agree."
The inspector points to Dahlia, the half-orc, and Keryth. "By their statements, they had direct contact." Dahlia and the half-orc eagerly invite the scan for infection.
The priest shakes his head grimly over the half-orc and casts a spell of purification. "I've cured you of the Filth Fever. But the infection migrating to your brain is too powerful for my magic - and therefore the magic of my temple. I can do nothing for it without some research. Based on what I can tell, you are about a day from reaching the point of your friend. Curing the Fever might help elongate it, but I can make no promises."
He scans Dahlia and reaches the same conclusion. "I am sorry, ma'am. But you can only be cleansed of the Fever. You have contracted the brain infection, but it is still fresh. Since the Fever is gone, you may have more than what we know to be the incubation period of three days. But I cannot make any more promises without doing research."
A look of panic crosses Dahlia's face and she immediately turns to Byntrou and Keryth to look for reassurance.
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While they wait for the priest...
“Rats, followed by a fever three days later... it was probably some sort of disease then,” Keryth remarks, looking at the half-orc on the ground and then up at Dhalia. “Hopefully that’s all it is, as that should be fairly easy for the major churches hereabout to cure.”
After the priest arrives...
“I don’t think he managed to scratch me, but checking can do no harm,” Keryth replies, as he acquiesces to the scan for infection.
When Dahlia looks to him for reassurance, Keryth’s concerned expression shifts to one of hope. Though if the priest of Pelor can’t cure it, he doesn’t know what he can do...
“Rats, followed by a fever three days later... it was probably some sort of disease then,” Keryth remarks, looking at the half-orc on the ground and then up at Dhalia. “Hopefully that’s all it is, as that should be fairly easy for the major churches hereabout to cure.”
After the priest arrives...
“I don’t think he managed to scratch me, but checking can do no harm,” Keryth replies, as he acquiesces to the scan for infection.
When Dahlia looks to him for reassurance, Keryth’s concerned expression shifts to one of hope. Though if the priest of Pelor can’t cure it, he doesn’t know what he can do...
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The priest scans Keryth, and smiles. "I can detect no sign of disease on you, you seem to be lucky today. Perhaps Pelor and Bahamut have granted protection upon you, friend."
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Keryth, Male Drakontos Cleric
“Indeed, though I think my armour had something to do with it too,” Keryth replies, with a hint of humour. “So is this brain infection a disease of some kind? As I am highly motivated to find a cure for it,” he remarks, with a meaningful look towards Dahlia.
“Indeed, though I think my armour had something to do with it too,” Keryth replies, with a hint of humour. “So is this brain infection a disease of some kind? As I am highly motivated to find a cure for it,” he remarks, with a meaningful look towards Dahlia.
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