"Complication? Explain," it says, dull eyes perhaps just a shade brighter with interest.
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Of Vile Darkness
- Thread starter Isida Kep'Tukari
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Brother Shatterstone
Dark Moderator of PbP
Loviana: Half-Nymph/Female (Rogue/Corruptor/Bondblade)
*Loviana smiles meekly at Orshallan as she listens to him and her eyes wonder around her new unknown surroundings. Trying to get a better view of her shrouding she forces herself to sit up and her beautiful face grits through the pain to do so. As she listens to Orshallan she gives a small quite prayer to Loviatar, her plan may not have worked as she had hoped and planed for but Loviatar’s guidance everything seemed to have worked out well enough.*
Orshallan’s questions snapped Loviana’s thoughts and brought them back to the moment. With a confused look on her face she tries to answer the dangerous questions that he asks, “A scourge High Righteousness? I’m afraid I do not know the names of many weapons.”
She gives a small apologetic look and she does her best to change the topic away from her precious scourge, “I went with Brother Terrel for diner at my day of volunteering, though I didn’t have much choice in the matter as he was rather insistent that I go with him. After dinner he said he would walk me home…” She looks down to the bed with a mixture of ashamed and sorrow on her face as her arms wrap protectively over her chest, “Instead of taking me home he lead me to the alley where he slapped me…” Her words becomes almost unrecognizable as she starts to sob uncontrollable, “and then he ripped my dress and he started too…” Her voice trials off completely as she brings her hands up to her face and cries uncontrollably and as she continues her voice is combination of choked tears and a near uncontrollable shriek, “I beg and pleaded with him to stop but all he did was slap me again and he became enraged and he tried to hurt me!”
*Loviana smiles meekly at Orshallan as she listens to him and her eyes wonder around her new unknown surroundings. Trying to get a better view of her shrouding she forces herself to sit up and her beautiful face grits through the pain to do so. As she listens to Orshallan she gives a small quite prayer to Loviatar, her plan may not have worked as she had hoped and planed for but Loviatar’s guidance everything seemed to have worked out well enough.*
Orshallan’s questions snapped Loviana’s thoughts and brought them back to the moment. With a confused look on her face she tries to answer the dangerous questions that he asks, “A scourge High Righteousness? I’m afraid I do not know the names of many weapons.”
She gives a small apologetic look and she does her best to change the topic away from her precious scourge, “I went with Brother Terrel for diner at my day of volunteering, though I didn’t have much choice in the matter as he was rather insistent that I go with him. After dinner he said he would walk me home…” She looks down to the bed with a mixture of ashamed and sorrow on her face as her arms wrap protectively over her chest, “Instead of taking me home he lead me to the alley where he slapped me…” Her words becomes almost unrecognizable as she starts to sob uncontrollable, “and then he ripped my dress and he started too…” Her voice trials off completely as she brings her hands up to her face and cries uncontrollably and as she continues her voice is combination of choked tears and a near uncontrollable shriek, “I beg and pleaded with him to stop but all he did was slap me again and he became enraged and he tried to hurt me!”
“When I went to deal with her, she produced a barbed whip. She was skilled with its use, but she was unarmored and unprepared to deal with someone like me. She went down, but I did not have a chance to see if she was dead. Her soul survived, but her body may not have. I did not have time to check.”
*His voice carries no emotion as to what transpired as he speaks, his eyes never leaving Wode.*
“What have you learned of the Knights?”
*His voice carries no emotion as to what transpired as he speaks, his eyes never leaving Wode.*
“What have you learned of the Knights?”
*Loviana, at the description of your story, Orshallan looks very sad.*
"I'm terribly sorry Larissa. We found Brother Terrel's body... in the alley. He is dead, killed by some vigilante, if the clues were anything to go by. I was able to question the miscreant's body, and learned of the depths of his depravity. I know what you suffered, and I am deeply sorry for it. We had hoped that service here would smooth Terrel's rough edges, but I see now he was only using it to further his own agenda," Orshallan says, his expression tender.
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*In the back room of the Hydra's Glass.*
"Don't worry about the girl, describe her to me when we're done here and I'll see to it. As for the Knights, we know they seemed to be based out of one of the lower levels of the Palace. And they're some kind of bound planar being. There are some excellent wards on the castle itself, so getting more information will be difficult. Someone's going to have to infiltrate the palace itself eventually to get the information we need. There are those that would pay large fortunes for such knowledge, and the one that found it would be able to name his own price," Wode says idly.
"I'm terribly sorry Larissa. We found Brother Terrel's body... in the alley. He is dead, killed by some vigilante, if the clues were anything to go by. I was able to question the miscreant's body, and learned of the depths of his depravity. I know what you suffered, and I am deeply sorry for it. We had hoped that service here would smooth Terrel's rough edges, but I see now he was only using it to further his own agenda," Orshallan says, his expression tender.
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*In the back room of the Hydra's Glass.*
"Don't worry about the girl, describe her to me when we're done here and I'll see to it. As for the Knights, we know they seemed to be based out of one of the lower levels of the Palace. And they're some kind of bound planar being. There are some excellent wards on the castle itself, so getting more information will be difficult. Someone's going to have to infiltrate the palace itself eventually to get the information we need. There are those that would pay large fortunes for such knowledge, and the one that found it would be able to name his own price," Wode says idly.
Brother Shatterstone
Dark Moderator of PbP
Loviana: half-nymph/female (Corruptor/Bondblade/Rogue)
“He’s dead?” Loviana looks as shocked as she sounds and she quickly calculates the possible damage that Terrel could do to her story as she continues to sob and reply franticly to Orshallan, “It’s all my fault… When he wouldn’t stop after I begged and pleaded with him I prayed to anyone, or anything, to protect me… but not this way! I didn’t want him dead!”
If possible Loviana will fling herself at Orshallan hoping that he will hold her close.
“He’s dead?” Loviana looks as shocked as she sounds and she quickly calculates the possible damage that Terrel could do to her story as she continues to sob and reply franticly to Orshallan, “It’s all my fault… When he wouldn’t stop after I begged and pleaded with him I prayed to anyone, or anything, to protect me… but not this way! I didn’t want him dead!”
If possible Loviana will fling herself at Orshallan hoping that he will hold her close.
Isida Kep'Tukari said:
*Aekir nods, finally taking his eyes off of Wode.*
*He consider Ssessarina for a moment*
She is weak, blind as she is. Weakness equates to death here, so she is afraid or at least nervous. Still she has a certain amount of trust for the organization, otherwise she would not be here. Still she has to worry about enemies catching her in this state.
“I am guessing that I could get inside, but I have very little knowledge of the mysteries of magic. I am not sure I would be able to identify anything important. What precisely would be the goal for the scouting mission?”
linnorm
Explorer
Ralam Human Rogue 5 / Assassin 7
*Ralam smiles and nods politely at Lady Arvnos' chatter, making a point to have two ladyfingers.*
Made with real ladies I'm sure.
"My lady, I've found my self in a bit of a delicate predicament and I'm hoping that you will know someone who can help me. A few days ago I was unfortunate to be caught in a... compromising position; and in the process of extricating myself I acquired a magical affliction of some sort. I need a discreet cleric or wizard who can relieve me of my state. I'm sure that we can come to an arrangement to compensate you for your time and effort..."
*Ralam smiles and nods politely at Lady Arvnos' chatter, making a point to have two ladyfingers.*
Made with real ladies I'm sure.
"My lady, I've found my self in a bit of a delicate predicament and I'm hoping that you will know someone who can help me. A few days ago I was unfortunate to be caught in a... compromising position; and in the process of extricating myself I acquired a magical affliction of some sort. I need a discreet cleric or wizard who can relieve me of my state. I'm sure that we can come to an arrangement to compensate you for your time and effort..."
*Loviana, Orshallan does indeed hold you close in your frightened and damaged state.*
"I know you would not wish him dead, my dear. It just seems someone decided to take the law into their own hands, with disasterous results. No one here blames you Larissa, you could not have known what Terrel brought down on his own head," the priest murmurs.
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*Shortly after this, a serving wench comes and takes Ssessarina away, presumably to see the priest to restore her sight.*
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*Torr, Stormrider can help you form the appropriate phrases for the response to the invitation, and you're able to send it out about the time a nigh-sobbing Rosalyn returns from Madame Gloria's.*
"sniff M'lord, the Madame says she will send over Pearl, Chastity, and Scarlet this evening, by sniff coach," she says, trembling with the effort of keeping her tears in check.
"I know you would not wish him dead, my dear. It just seems someone decided to take the law into their own hands, with disasterous results. No one here blames you Larissa, you could not have known what Terrel brought down on his own head," the priest murmurs.
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"Watch what they're doing and report back. The place is warded against most magical intrusions, but your abilities are something they haven't shielded against, mostly because no one really knows about you. You can get in where others of more knowledge would fail. Besides, you are reliable enough to report what they're doing even if it makes no sense to you. There are those here that could interpret your information. So. What do you think," Wode asks, making a langorious gesture.Aekir said:
*Shortly after this, a serving wench comes and takes Ssessarina away, presumably to see the priest to restore her sight.*
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"Oh I'm certain I can find someone. One runs into so many people in my position, that I know dozens of magicians and priests. Let me see... oh yes, I know a rather mysterious woman that just does wonders with odd little problems. I can send you to her tomorrow, when I've had a chance to contact here. But to compensate..." here the lady pauses and simpers like a flirtatious virgin, tossing you a wink, "let's just say I'll ask you for a simple little favor later. Nothing you wouldn't do in the first place!" And the Lady Arvenos trills with laughter.Ralam said:
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*Torr, Stormrider can help you form the appropriate phrases for the response to the invitation, and you're able to send it out about the time a nigh-sobbing Rosalyn returns from Madame Gloria's.*
"sniff M'lord, the Madame says she will send over Pearl, Chastity, and Scarlet this evening, by sniff coach," she says, trembling with the effort of keeping her tears in check.
Brother Shatterstone
Dark Moderator of PbP
Loviana: Half-Nymph/Female (Rogue/Corruptor/Bondblade)
*As Loviana cries in relief at his forgiveness within Orshallan’s arms she finds contentment within them and she knows that she will enjoy this corruption far more than normal. Felling the effects of his closeness and her own immoral thoughts Loviana settles deeper into his arms hoping to hid any physical signs of her desires.*
Forcing her mind to think upon the situation on hand Loviana tries to gather more information, “High Righteousness? Will Terrel suffer father punishment?”
*As Loviana cries in relief at his forgiveness within Orshallan’s arms she finds contentment within them and she knows that she will enjoy this corruption far more than normal. Felling the effects of his closeness and her own immoral thoughts Loviana settles deeper into his arms hoping to hid any physical signs of her desires.*
Forcing her mind to think upon the situation on hand Loviana tries to gather more information, “High Righteousness? Will Terrel suffer father punishment?”
"He is dead, my dear, and there will be no attempt to resurrect him. Heironeious will judge him, he who used one of His charity houses for his own dark desires. Kelemvor will pass him to his eternal reward or punishment, as the gods decree," Orshallan pats your hair. "Larissa, do you wish to stay here or in the temple this evening? I would understand if you do not yet wish to return home."
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