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Lamentation of Lolth - Chapter VIII

Teleri smiled grimly. "I will not give up on this. No paladin deserves to suffer for eternity. Do not give up hope my friend. If you give up hope, then darkness will truly claim your soul," she stood up and bowed formally. "I must go, but if I find anything, I will keep you informed."


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I know it sounds like she is giving everything away, but she is truly pulling a Columbo on the priestess. If she is innocent (doubtfull), then Teleri gains a good ally. If she is guilty of any kind of involvment in Chasitity's death and Andreas's probable death, then Teleri is coming across as somewhat naive and easily manipulated, something that Teleri hopes to exploit.
 
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[sblock] Sorry for the delay guys, I've not been feeling too well lately.[/color]

~Teleri~

Andress gives Teleri a nod as the priestess dismisses herself, then watches her leave the church from behind her alter, silenty tapping a finger on it until Teleri is out of sight.

~Laurent~

"It was only a few weeks ago," Renadra replies to the bard. The girl takes in all of Laurent's questions and answers them in turn:

"She was ten, had blond hair and brown eyes. Her parent's live out on the farm up there," the girl points again to a farm on the horizon. "There generally nice, but I've hardly ever talked to them much. Them and Her Ladyship Andress said that she fell down a well and she was unable to heal her. We never saw her buried though, that was strange..."

At Laurent's last question, Renadra scrunches her face as if in deep thought for a few moments before responding, "Uhm... well it's just what most of my friends think," a bit of an embarrassed look on her face.
 

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Do you know which goddess was called the Lady of Pain or the Willing whip as one of her monikers? Teleri is suspecting that the priestess is either knowingly or unknowingly serving either her or Shar. I mean, lookit the evidence. A priestess who seems to revel in suffering (the servants of Illmater don't as a rule revel in pain or torture, but will willing undergo such if the cause is good and or will result in something good.)
 

Laurent smiles, "And your friends think that because? Is Lady Andress really so frightening?"

<Probably not a lot more I can get out of this child, but she's interesting and pleasent enough. Okay, chat a bit, find out where she lives, play with Rex, see if I can't arrange to meet some of their friends later for a performance and be about your business>
 

Teleri heads back to the inn, troubled. Though she did not sense any 'off' vibes from the priestess, the woman's actions were troubling, something that no follower of Illmater would stoop too. She gripped the hilt of the mithril longsword.

I am at logger-heads my friend. The priestess' words seem genuine, but her actions speak of one who is not quite herself. To put it plainly, her actions are not those of an Illmater follower, but one who is beginning to walk darker paths. The whole parade thing is what gets me. I have never heard of that being apart of the worship practices of Torm, Illmater or Tyr. She seems to have given up all hope. What darkness plagues this place and could hold a paladin's soul hostage and drive a priestess so insane that she forgets her own faith's tennants? she asked, her grim mental voice tinged with confusion. Aie. I need to pray and reflect on this. I only hope that Sehanine can brighten a path to those who have committed these foul acts. For my eyes are dark to the truth that I know is probably staring at me right in the face!
 

Calenthang stares pointedly at Teleri when she enters the inn and its common room. He studies her for a second with a smug grin, apparently amused by the sudden lack of a certain orator.
Someone should be keeping an eye on him...
 

~Teleri~

There is a chilly silence from the sword, but Teleri can tell that the sword is listening and still cognizant.

~Laurent~

"Well..." Renadra looks at the ground, dragging the tip of her right foot in the dirt. "She's always nice around the adults, but when they're not around she can be real impatient with kids my, I mean, our age," she explains simply, shooting a glance to Oliver to include the boy.
 

"My thanks friend Renadra, I hope that at some point we can meet again and I can entertain you in my stead. You know where you can find me if you wish to chat again."

Laurent takes his leave, and after a brief check around to see if anything is taking an interest in him, takes a circitous route back to in the inn. About half way there he begins to whistle, badly and tunelessly.

Entering the inn he bows to Teleri and takes a seat, Rex resting his head upon his lap, "Well, I have heard much but do not know whether to believe it. How went the parley with the priestess?"
 

Broddy once again attempts to sleep but it eludes him still. With a small sigh he gets out of bed and heads back down stairs, with the book tucked safely away in his haversack. Once downstairs he spots his friends and goes to join them.
 

Teleri sighed as she ordered an ale and sipped it, while pondering Lauret's question. "I think I managed too convince her that I was relatively harmless and naive, not to big a stretch all things considering," she looked at the dark ale, grimancing inwardly. "That in of itself may prove to be to our advantage, especially if she is not what she seems." she said tiredly. "I am not skilled in ferretting out information and less skilled at gauging whether or not someone's motives are less than pure. Perhaps you or Dunstand would be better suited to it."
 
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