Domhani Bairdéir 02

[Maidhc O Casain]

Once More . . .

With the easing of the light, the mysterious woman slowly lowers her hands revealing marvelously clear hazel eyes set in a very pretty face that would be of surpassing beauty were it not for a nose a trifle too long and a jawline just a hair too strong.

"I thank you sirs for my timely rescue. I am called Dílis Aerach (OOC: 'Jee-lish Ā-ruch,' where the final 'ch' is throaty - like in Loch Ness). Now if I can just find my gear I'll be able to get on with my mission."

 

[Scotley]

Gavril

All polished courtesy, Gavril addresses the woman. "Certainly, we'd be honored to help you. I don't think we've run acoss anything that might be yours in this odd place. What do you know about this place or your capters?"

 

[draven14]

Cerallos

Cerallos steps back just into the light's edge and raises his hood. He rests his hands towards the top of his quarterstaff and listens to the conversation, waiting to chime in if need be.

Quite a lovely lady...I wonder how long before she asks me of my face paint?...our journey continues to get stranger by the day...

 

[arkansasdave]

Béar

OOC: Béar stands off to the side and waits for a surprise attack from one of the other rooms, or from the hallway from we just came. He is listening to the conversation, but unengaged and not looking toward the crowd.

 

[Maidhc O Casain]

Once More . . .

All polished courtesy, Gavril addresses the woman. "Certainly, we'd be honored to help you. I don't think we've run acoss anything that might be yours in this odd place. What do you know about this place or your capters?"

"Almost nothing, in fact. I was on the trail of one Illé Sorden, a vile creature who rumor says is trying to resurrect the worship of an ancient, and very evil, god. I trailed him to an inn to the West of here, but by the time I got there it had been attacked and he'd fled the scene with some sort of artifact meant to aid him in his quest. I was following his trail when I was ambushed, as I mentioned earlier, and awoke in this ghastly chamber. I assume Sorden was my attacker, but I have no evidence of this. I have some vague memories of waking up earlier with a very dizzy feeling, and seeing strange colors flashing behind my eyelids, but nothing concrete."

 

[Scotley]

"What perchance was the name of this inn and the nature of the attack?" Gavril probes his memory, has he heard of Illé Sorden?

 

[Maidhc O Casain]

Once More . . .

"The inn was the Wickshine's Last Inn, and the innkeeper and his wife spoke of foul creatures risen from the dead to try to destroy them. They were saved by the timely intervention of a few of their guests, though they did lose a child in the struggle."

OOC: Illé Sorden is the name of the guest at the inn who summoned the skeletons, and disappeared during the attack.

 

[Scotley]

Gavril

"Interestingly enough, I and some of my companions were guests of the inn on the night of the attack. Though we were able to fight off the undead, we would like a chance to chance to share our feelings about the event with Mr. Sorden. I think considerable catharsis would be achieved if we could properly express ourselves."

 

[Maidhc O Casain]

Once More . . .

This thought obviously appeals to Dílis, as a wolfish and almost disturbingly bloodthirsty grin momentarily splits her handsome face.

"Then it seems our paths will run as one, at least for a while. It occurs to me that, while I've given you the courtesy some of my doings, I know nothing of what brings you to this place. Indeed, I know nothing of where I actually am. If you'd be so kind as to share at least our where abouts with me I'd feel a little less lost."

 

[mleibrock]

Skath

Skath, growing tired of this conversation, lites on Bear's shoulder. As he lands he will whisper to Bear... "I assume we should wait out Gavril's flirtaion?" Then for all to hear..."SHAMELSS!! Oh did I say that outloud?"