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[IC] The Trouble at Durbenford

The cleric whispers back, "I have a rough way to discern it right now, but it would take her complete cooperation. I could have a more reliable method with a nights rest. That will require either a little cooperation, or the risk of seriously pissing her off, but not so much that she would attack us."
 

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Konstantine shakes his head at Jasper and turns back to the heavenly being. "It was only just over a week ago that the Prince was giving this message. Perhaps news of this danger has simply not reached you. Apparently the angel told Prince Geoffrey that darkness has found its way into the sanctuary of this place and Orcus' will may taint the Nanoc. The Prince was told to sequester the Nanoc and return it to the church for protection. And it is for that reason that we have come."
 

"I suppose it is possible," she says seemingly lost in thought for a moment.

"I cannot abandon my post. However, it occurs to me that you could perhaps wait here, or even explore the anterooms while we wait for word to reach us," she says, gesturing to the doors to the east and west.
 

A troubled look passes over Ruathen's face at the celestial's words, and he places a hand on Konstantine's shoulder, whispering to him once he has his attention, "I am no expert on such matters, but if these beings can communicate essentially by telepathy - as would seem to be the case, if we believe the Prince's dream story - it seems that if this one was going to be informed, she already would be. So, who do we want to trust?"
 

Padraig, Male Human Fighter

Padraig waits for an appropriate time in the conversation, then mentions that he is content to at least explore the anterooms while awaiting a satisfactory solution to the current conundrum.
 


That should be just fine, I'd imagine," Konstantine replies to the celestial.

Turning to Rauthen, he quietly says, "The possibility that we were hired under false pretenses is not one that I did not see. But Helen did not seem false when we spoke with her. Of course, if she was duped, her words would ring true just as she believed them." The bard thinks a moment. "We can afford to spend a little time here. Some of us should explore the place as much as we can. I'll continue speaking with this being and try to learn anything I can. If anything of note is found, I'll come take a look-see."

Assuming that plan is agreeable, at least in the short term, Konstantine turns back to the celestial being. "I'm Konstantine," the bard says with a bow and flourish, "singing minstrel extraordinaire. I am most pleased to meet your acquaintance." If the being is even remotely ameable, Konstantine proceeds to make idle chatter about what the being does here, how long she has had the charge, and the like. And if the chance comes, he'll sing something to her befitting a rough snap judgment of his assessment of her tastes.
 


The door leading to the room to the east is unlocked, and apparently safe. The strong, iron bound wooden portal leads to a small room. The door itself is swollen with moisture, and the room beyond gives some indication why, as the area is quite humid and small puddles dot the floor. The eastern half of the room appears to have been excavated, and rough-hewn passages lead off from the fine-finished stone room to the east and south. An 8 foot high statue resembling a human samurai stands near the excavated area. In the tunnels beyond it, bowed beams barely hold up the weight of the stone and earth above.


Konstantine slowly begins wearing down the Deva's steely resolve, and she gradually relaxes in posture, and gives curt answers to his questions.

[sblock=ooc]The half-orcs can obviously see, and Ruathen can see well to some degree from light filtering in from the open doors to the outside. The humans, and eventually Ruathen will need light soon, though, so please let me know what you are doing regarding that (there is no illumination inside here unless I mention it).[/sblock]
 

At a loss for how to deal with the celestial, Gil follows the others into the east anteroom.

"What have we here?" Gil muses, examining the statue.
 

Into the Woods

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