Domhani Bairdéir 02

[arkansasdave]

Bear

"I would not be surprised if it is a trap--what is a female doing out here? The only person unaccounted for is a male. This doesn't make any sense.....But I have to know the truth. Gavril, ask her something that would prove she is a human and of good intentions."

 

[mleibrock]

Skath

"Well I guess someone managed to get past this door, there is a possibility it might be who we are looking for."

OCC - we did find all but one body correct?

 

[Maidhc O Casain]

Once More . . .

You found enough bodies to account for all but one of the number given you, and none of the bodies found matched the description of Vyl Corruck.

 

[draven14]

Cerallos

"That is true, were we ever actually told that this Vyl Corruck was a male? I don't think we can very well leave her in there do you gents? I imagine you don't Master Gavril," Cerallos says with a slight grin.

 

[Scotley]

Gavril

"I would of course never leave a damsel in distress," notes Gavril returning the sly look of Cerallos. He speaks more loudly. "What can you tell us of the miners here?"

 

[Maidhc O Casain]

Once More . . .

"Sir, I have no knowledge of the miners here! My name is (it sounds like she says Die), and I was on the trail of a villain and a story when I was struck on the head. When I woke up, I was trapped in this room with a knot on my skull and without my gear. Now let me out! It's not right to keep a person imprisoned when they've done nothing wrong!"

At this last, everyone in the party feels a compulsion to follow the voice's instruction - not as though they were being magically compelled (there's no loss of willpower), just the note of command and self assurance in the voice.

 

[Scotley]

Gavril

"Very well, stand back we are unsure of the mechanism." More softly he adds, "I say we see what's on the other side." If no one objects, Gavril will try to move the bar into the upright position.

 

[Maidhc O Casain]

Once More . . .

The bar rotates up easily but with a grinding sound indicating that it has seen little use recently, and comes to rest in the upright position on the left side of the door (opposite the hinges). As he begins to push on the door, he feels some resistance from the other side. The door moves back and forth a little, then the resistance gives way and Gavril pushes the door into the chamber beyond.

Standing framed by the doorway in the light of the party's single lantern is a small female. She is dressed in simple travelling leathers of quality cut, but has no other gear. She is five feet, give or take an inch, and athletically slender. You cannot see her face, as she has her eyes shielded by her arms. Fingers of straight, raven black hair swirl around her shoulders and down almost to her waist.

"I'd say you're a sight for sore eyes, if my eyes were working a little better."

Her voice is fine aged whiskey and smoke - silky smooth with the hint of a bite to it - and her charisma is undeniable as she speaks.

 

[draven14]

Cerallos

"How long have you been kept in here Miss, I'm sorry, what is your name?"

 

[Scotley]

Gavril

The dandy eases the light down and a little to the side so that, while the woman is still illuminated, the light is less intensly on her face. He doffs his hat and sketches a bow. "Gavril Lorant at your service madam."