Faerie Woods: Persephone Alone [Concluded]

Patlin

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A thread for Manzanita's character Persephone, who has become seperated from the party. Those others in Faerie Woods, please read no further.
 
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Manzanita

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Percy

Percy gets up gingerly and takes a deep breath. I hope the others are OK, she thinks. What a nice dress. She spends a minute craning her neck around trying to see how she looks in it and to make sure it doesn't make her look fat. Eventually satisfied, she walks slowly and carefully around the room, examining the walls (if there are walls) looking for means of egress, attempting to whistle the song that put her to sleep.

OOC: I'd kind of forgotten about Fridly, her white owl familiar. His will save is +6 (+4 base; +2 wis). He probably would have been on her shoulder when the fae cast their sleep. If he's not now with her, she'll try to reach him emphetically, which has a range of 1 mile.
 
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Patlin

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There is a single door leaving the room. As you aproach it, you hear a polite knock.

OOC: I'd kind of forgotten about Fridly, her white owl familiar. His will save is +6 (+4 base; +2 wis). He probably would have been on her shoulder when the fae cast their sleep. If he's not now with her, she'll try to reach him emphetically, which has a range of 1 mile.[/QUOTE]

Fridley, who had been placed asleep gently on the pillow next to you, wakes up and reclaims his customary place on your shoulder.

Even more ooc: If you aren't an Order of the Stick fan, you should check it out. They have a fun commentary on familiars.
 

Manzanita

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Percy

Percy strokes Fridley's soft feathers as he preens himself, as he does every morning.

Hearing the knock, she adjusts her new dress and straightens her shoulder. "Come in!" she croons sweetly.
 

Patlin

Visitor
The door slowly opens. A tall, lithe fey in a translucent white gown steps into the room, carrying a small whicker basket.

"Welcome, my lady. I trust your sleep was undisturbed. You are the guest of the Fey Under the Hill. May I offer you a refreshment?"

Holding the basket forth, the Dryad offers Persephone it's contents. The basket is filled with glimmering pommegranate seeds, sparkling like tiny jewels.
 

Manzanita

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Percy

"Oh. Thanks very much." She extends her hand, uncertain as to whether she should take the basket or simply eat from it with her fingers. She extends her hand slowly, hoping he'll either off the basket or raise it to let her hand slip in easily.

"My name is Esmerelda Persephone Jara. I appreciate your hospitality. What's your name, if I may ask, and where are my friends?"
 

Patlin

Visitor
The Dryad, a female, holds out the basket so that you may take some of the offered fruit.

"I am but a servant here, my lady, allow me to escort you to my master and I'm sure your curiousity will be satisfied."
 

Manzanita

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Percy takes a few of the seeds and eats them slowly, savoring the taste. "Thank you. I'm ready to see your master now."
 

Patlin

Visitor
The Dryad leads you through Under-the-Hill, passing by fey of all descriptions. Most are engaged in drinking, dancing, and other wild behavior. Eventually you come to a quieter room with an elaborate wooden throne. At first, no one seems to await you in the throne room, but a stern voice soon dispells that impression.

"Why do humanoids walk through my woods?"
 

Manzanita

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Persephone

"Ahem. Greetings, and pardon our intrusion. My name is Persephone and we have come to investigate some murders in Orussus. We believe a faerie Redcap is in Orussus killing innocent people. It has also stolen a necklace. We have come in an attempt to unravel this mystery and stop the killings."

As she speaks, Percy slowly rotates, looking around the room in an attempt to see who is speaking.
 

Patlin

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"Ah. The Redcap. Then you come to negotiate for safe passage to your prey. What do you offer?"

Having heard his voice you are able to easilly turn towards the master of the Faerie Woods. He stands at the side of the room, arms crossed, observing you with only mild interest.

(I'm unable to access my books at the moment, and I'd like to before giving a description of the Fey Lord. For now, let's just say that he looks similar to a powerfull Elven male.)

A DC 25 Spellcraft check will give some additional information.
 

Manzanita

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Percy

"Ah. Yes, hello. Indeed, we would like to find this redcap. I believe he's actually in Orussus. Would you be able to help us find him there? As for payment. We're not rich, but my companions & I are not without talents. Perhaps we could help you with something. We might be able to. We work together."

OOC: Spellcraft, at 21, fails.
 

Manzanita

Visitor
Percy's eyes flicker away from the faerie king as she contemplates her response. She twists her slim shoulders, revealing a tad more of her ample cleavage.

"We are trained for war, not entertainment. But if you think the fey would be amused by a few tricks, amplified by some magic, then we could give it a go."
 

Patlin

Visitor
Clearly, your response fails to amuse the Faerie Lord. In a bored tone, he assures you that there is nothing a mere mortal such as yourself could teach him about war. "If you cannot bring amusement to my court, you will need to pay for your passage in blood, gold, or magic. Do you have some interesting artifact to offer me, or some unique guest to grace my halls for the next century? Would you prefer to buy passage with, say, a thousand gold coins?"
 

Manzanita

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Persephone

"I see." Percy bows her head. "I am sorry for having troubled you, sir. By 'passage,' you mean passage out of these woods? I was under the impression that the pact between the fey and men forbit only the logging or building houses here. We were merely passing through to visit a druid. We hoped this druid would be able to assist our investigation of this rogue redcap."
 

Patlin

Visitor
"No Druid currently lives in these woods. If all you want is passage out of the wood, you may find it by yourself if you so choose. I offer safe passage through my domain, avoiding the deadlier hazards and finding your way to the Redcap himself. His kind is of murder, and he has found a way to gain easy access to mortal prey. You will only stop his rampage with his death."
 

Manzanita

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Percy

"Oh. So you know of this redcap, sir? He is here in these woods then? And somehow 'ports' to Orussus to do his foul deeds? Perhaps by the same means as Allanoth Fairblood. I see. We have heard that the druid named Fasroth lives in these woods. Do you know of his fate?"

"Unfortunately, we have neither cash, amusement, nor magic to pay you for the privilige of your assistance. Perhaps you know of the necklace this redcap took? It is a powerful item. Unfortunately, I cannot offer it to you, as we do not yet posses it, nor is it ours to give."

"Perhaps it is in your interest to see this redcap brought to justice? It is not unnoticed in Orusses that innocent men are being murdered nightly. The wizard Rilithorn knows of this redcap, and the captain of the guards has also been alerted. His continued slaughter may bring you unwanted attention from the world of men. Perhaps we could help you in this matter, yet."
 

Manzanita

Visitor
Percy suddenly starts. 'Perhaps by the same means as Allanoth Fairblood'! That's it! she thinks. The necklace can teleport the user between Orussus and the Faerie woods! Or perhaps anywhere! That would explain how the redcap got inside the vault!
 

Patlin

Visitor
After some additional investigation, you learn that there is a human Druid named Fasroth who lives reasonably close to the Faerie Woods. Fasroth is a Druid of no great stature, and not a contemporary of Fairblood, but he might know something of use.
"Fasroth? You would name him a Druid? Standards must be low amongst the mortals of this day. In any case, he does not live within my domain. As to your offer, the necklace would be satisfactoy... yes, yes, I suppose it will do. As you do not have it on you, you will have to agree to a forfeit. If you do not present me with the necklace within one month, you shall be my guest in these halls for the next 150 years. Agreed?"
 

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