The Lamentation of Lolth - Chapter I

[Majin]

"We have some of the best mutton you'll ever taste sir," she says, answering Andreas. "Only a silver for a meal of it." Then turning to Ayden and Mosslime, she stares for a moment taking in Moss' features, then thinks to herself, Well whatever Trond thinks is best. and smiles, "Certainly I'll get your friend here some fresh ones, just picked and cleaned this morning! It'll be 6 copper with the water. Can I get anyone else anything?" she asks before leaving to fetch the food.

OOC: Verbatim - I believe the vial that Calenthang handed to Drogo to inspect was the "Poison Poison", the draught that supposedly fights off disease. The mosquito balm is something different.

 

[Jarval]

"The mutton sounds like a fine idea, thank you." Andreas flashes another smile to Griselda, then returns his attention to the discussion around the table.

"This Old Mother Grundy, did she seem to have much knowledge of magic? I'd be most interested to speak with another practitioner of the Art. Regional variations in spell rituals can be a most rewarding field of study, and I've never had the chance to speak with anyone from this far north." He fixes his gaze on each of his companions in turn as he talks, happily examining any magical auras he finds.

 

[hippocrachus]

"Madam Grundy wasn't in the position to tell me her experience. Don't get me wrong; nice woman. Had a raven...Quoth, I believe. He didn't say much either. She said she tends to her potions these days. I think the people around town consider her a witch, I don't know where they got that idea..." he looks sidewards at ceiling beams and structural posts.

 

[Brother Shatterstone]

Mosslime: Finhead Saurial/Male

Mosslime nods his head in a “yes” and pulls the coins out for her.

 

[Verbatim]

OOC: Edited the post to reflect it being the poison poison...sorry about that all.

IC:

Taking a long pull from his drink, Ayden finds the flavor quite appealing.

~I will have to give my compliments to the brewmeister.~

"Well, let us be grateful for her assistance, even though I think for the time being, we will omit to Brother Ernest her "gifts" to us."

Looking over to Caelbryn, Ayden hoped that he would have information as well for the group.

"Cael, how did your day fare? Were you able to learn anything in your search?"

 

[Manzanita]

Drogo

"Considering that we never return from the swamps," Drogo says with a wink. "It behooves us to investigate around town a little more.

OOC: Did the waitress have any info on the cloaked woman?

 

[Majin]

Griselda returns with everyone's food, and as she lays a plate in front of Drogo she says, "I thought about that woman you mentioned sir, and I'm afraid I never saw her. All the other women I've seen in here have not made such a great effort to keep themselves covered."

OOC: Sorry bout that.

 

[Velmont]

"I think the people around town consider her a witch, I don't know where they got that idea..."

Sielwoodan, who had stayed silent all that time, just say "When someone lifestyle don't fit with a society, their is always rumors who plague him. She must likes her lonely lifestyle, and the townfolks must find it strange, so they talk in her back just because they don't understand her."

 

[Chaos Apostate]

Looking over to Caelbryn, Ayden hoped that he would have information as well for the group.

"Cael, how did your day fare? Were you able to learn anything in your search?"

Caelbryn raises his eyebrow and smiles slightly at the familiarity. "Hmmm... the last time anybody referred to me in those terms I believe... yes, I believe she was trying to convince her father not to have me killed. She succeeded, incidentally. Not easy, mind you. It's amazing how sensitive some people can get about their daughters." His smile widens to a grin. "Anyhow, unless you're my mother in disguise, or you have designs on me leading to a level of intimacy that I must confess I had never dreamed of attaining... I think you may want to avoid such terms of address. Local custom, you understand." Caelbryn then slowly realises the implications of his previous speech and the fact that a lady is present, and with a stifled cough he moves swiftly on.

"Anyway, I have indeed had some success but I'm afraid that my information has already been received from another source. The farmers in town have been complaining of a water shortage, and no doubt that links in to the levels in the swamp. It would seem, also, to rule out the possibility that the people here are to blame for the water problems..."

Caelbryn then turns to the waitress with a smile. "My good madam, would you be so kind as to avail me of some of that mutton of which I've heard such praise?"

 

[hippocrachus]

To Sielwoodan: "Aye friend," he offers him a hand. "I am Calenthang," he says, sounding of much practice. "I honestly do not believe she wishes any ill to this town and certainly is not the cause of Orchard Meadows' problems." He turns to Drogo. "Sheriff Trond told me of the general store and farmer's market. I walked around, but did not see anything of interest at the time in those places."