The Evil Eye - IC
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"I'm a traveller. There's another smith in town, but my work is better quality."
He becomes a bit nervous as Jiles approaches the crib, and he gestures towards the wagon. "Do you need any metalwork or goods?"
Jiles glimpses a baby in the crib. In the dim moonlight he can't be sure, but he thinks the baby looks too pale and listless.
He becomes a bit nervous as Jiles approaches the crib, and he gestures towards the wagon. "Do you need any metalwork or goods?"
Jiles glimpses a baby in the crib. In the dim moonlight he can't be sure, but he thinks the baby looks too pale and listless.
HolyMan
Thy wounds are healed!
"Wha? Hmm... I'm sorry goods you say. I'm not sure let's see." Jiles says moving away from the crib and taking an exaggerated look at the items lying about.
He glance once more at the crib and then turns to look at the fiddler. "I see you have a baby. Is the Misses about?"
[sblock=OOC] Preemptive Sense Motive coming up.
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He glance once more at the crib and then turns to look at the fiddler. "I see you have a baby. Is the Misses about?"
[sblock=OOC] Preemptive Sense Motive coming up.
[/sblock]The man sets his violin down, gets up and goes over to the crib.
"My son, Nikko. Sadly, my beloved wife died in childbirth."
The man looks at the baby, sadly, and then looks around nervously. Too nervously, Jiles thinks.
The night air is a little foggy, as evidenced by a bit of a halo around the moon.
"My son, Nikko. Sadly, my beloved wife died in childbirth."
The man looks at the baby, sadly, and then looks around nervously. Too nervously, Jiles thinks.
The night air is a little foggy, as evidenced by a bit of a halo around the moon.
HolyMan
Thy wounds are healed!
"Huh?" Jiles looks around and then back at the fiddler. "Are you worry about your baby catch'n cold? I don't think you have to worry about the weather to much."
Jiles pauses looking around and then at the moon. "Although this fog may put some moisture in the air. What say you and I conclude our business and then we can both get indoors." Jiles waits only a moment for a reaction to this. When the fiddler starts to speak again he talks right over him rather quickly. "Do you do clasp work? The strap to this pack keeps slipping free from the clasp. Don't know why."
[sblock=OOC] Jiles sensing he is waiting on something is trying to draw this little conversation out. [/sblock]
Jiles pauses looking around and then at the moon. "Although this fog may put some moisture in the air. What say you and I conclude our business and then we can both get indoors." Jiles waits only a moment for a reaction to this. When the fiddler starts to speak again he talks right over him rather quickly. "Do you do clasp work? The strap to this pack keeps slipping free from the clasp. Don't know why."
[sblock=OOC] Jiles sensing he is waiting on something is trying to draw this little conversation out. [/sblock]
"Yes, I am worried about that." The man looks at the baby again.
"What -"
"Yes, I can tighten that for you. Bring it back during the day tomorrow and I'll take care of it."
The man goes back to looking at the baby. "My son is not well. I fear that he will not survive the night."
"What -"
"Yes, I can tighten that for you. Bring it back during the day tomorrow and I'll take care of it."
The man goes back to looking at the baby. "My son is not well. I fear that he will not survive the night."
HolyMan
Thy wounds are healed!
"What's this you say? Your son is not well?" Jiles says starting to feel a little for the man alone and obviously worried. "May I take a look at him? I am no healer but I do know a thing or to about this and that. Do you know what it is that ails him? If not maybe I could help."
Jiles natters on as he steps near the crib. He stands waiting to see if the man will bring the baby forth. "When did he first take sick? Will he eat? Does he have a fever?"
Jiles natters on as he steps near the crib. He stands waiting to see if the man will bring the baby forth. "When did he first take sick? Will he eat? Does he have a fever?"
The man gently picks up the baby, and hands him to Jiles. The baby's eyes are open but he doesn't react, just staring listlessly.
"A few days ago. I feed him goats' milk, but ... it's complicated.
I don't want to be the talk of the town, but now, there can be no doubt that my boy is in trouble ...
My beloved wife, Leyla ... She does not rest in peace. She nurses him."
"A few days ago. I feed him goats' milk, but ... it's complicated.
I don't want to be the talk of the town, but now, there can be no doubt that my boy is in trouble ...
My beloved wife, Leyla ... She does not rest in peace. She nurses him."
HolyMan
Thy wounds are healed!
Taking the baby gentle in hand Jiles looks into his strange large eyes. "Well you are a cutey aren't you. Yes you ar... What? What is that your saying?" He says watching the man.
"Your wife is dead and yet not resting? And she feeds the baby?" Jiles is shocked to his toes and does not know how to respond. He thinks a moment rocking the baby so as it doesn't feel the man's agitation.
"You said she died in child birth. Is she now a restless spirit of some sort?"
"Your wife is dead and yet not resting? And she feeds the baby?" Jiles is shocked to his toes and does not know how to respond. He thinks a moment rocking the baby so as it doesn't feel the man's agitation.
"You said she died in child birth. Is she now a restless spirit of some sort?"
"Yes, I'm afraid she is.
Right now, is there anything you can do to help Nikko? I know little about babies or the healing arts.
I don't know when Leyla will return, but she will want the baby.
I guess I must try to stop her. I do have a magical sword, which might work on a ghost - but I couldn't bring myself to harm her."
Right now, is there anything you can do to help Nikko? I know little about babies or the healing arts.
I don't know when Leyla will return, but she will want the baby.
I guess I must try to stop her. I do have a magical sword, which might work on a ghost - but I couldn't bring myself to harm her."
