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The Lamentation of Lolth - Chapter VI

Drogo

Drogo's lips curl. "These were no mere brigands, the killers of Chasity. It was some abomination. Some undead or ousider of dark power which killled her almost instantaneously. We must tell the others. We should not go out tonight. Not until we're at full strength and have prepared appropriate spells."

Drogo then hurries off to tell the others the grim tale.
 

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Sielwoodan looks Drogo leaving, hurrying to tells the news. Sielwoodan looks at the horse and approach him gently. He starts to pass his hand on his neck, to calm the steed.

"You've been faithfull to your rider. I feel it, you are caring about her. The spirits of the dead should rest in peace, and it is an abomination to see a soul trap in this world. We will go free that soul that have killed your rider, so no more will fall under the claw of this unatural creature. Cry if it is what you want, it is a proof of your loyalty, and she will know you cared about her, but your life is not finish, you can still do good. Don't forget she had an ideal. Work for it, and you'll honor her memory. For now, rest. You need it."

He take some wheat and gives it to the steed. He asks the stableboy to go fetch some sugar too, giving him some silver pieces. After that, he walks to Felmir.

"Rest well, friend. Tomorrow will not be an easy day."

And he leaves the stable.
 

Sarlis smiles at Teleri as she proposed to accompagny him.

"It would be a pleasure to investigate with you"

"The young priestress is actually scoring points with me, she too doesn't want to be stuck carrying those two drunks around while we perform our investigation"

When Drogo starts telling his story to the others in the Inn

Sarlis listen carefully at what the gnome has to say.

"These small creatures are really animals, he talked to the horse and seems to beleive him, strange"

"Drogo, what makes you beleive that these creatures are roaming around the farms tonight? If there is a risk of being attack, then we shouldn't split. But our best fighter do not seems to be completly ready for what you pretend could challenge us."

Sarlis waits to see what the gnome will answer before taking his descision.
 

[sblock] Drogo is a Ghostwise Halfling ;) [/sblock]

"Good thing you'll be traveling with our second best," Calenthang pipes in with a sardonic smile, both because the cleric thinks he's drunk and the best fighter among them.
I'm sober enough to run you through, silver-tongued coward, the elf thinks to himself, masking his wrathful thoughts with the same smile.
 

"Personally, I trust Drogo and Seilwooden with the information from Chasity's horse. Animals usually don't lie, especially not a paladin's mount" she said with a small grin.

"Well. A powerful undead creature." she thought a moment. "We don't know what kind of creature this is, only that it was powerful enough to take Chasity out almost instantanously." she looked grim.

"I agree with Sarlis. We shouldn't split up. Seperately it could take us out easily. Together, we are at our strongest." she smiled humorlessly. "This has been proven time and again with each conflict we resolve together."

Second best fighter? Hah. She thought with a wry grin. Well, at least he thinks I'm fairly good at knocking heads together.
 
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Sarlis notices the irony in the words of the elven. Alcool obviously loosend him up a little and Sarlis can almost read him as an open book.

"These warriors they always think that bullying is the answer to everything. Add a bit of alchool to the mix makes it only worse"

"Calenthang, sits down before someone gets hurt. You are not ready to fight we all know that, so swallow your pride finish your little drink and come back tomorrow when you are decent. Then we will talk.

Depending on you tonight to fight would be foolish, you would be as dangerous to us than as our enemies"


Sarlis adds with a strong voice.

"I guess that's the tone these warrior can understand"
 

Sielwoodan enters the Inn as Drogo finish his story. The elven archer sits down near cthe fire and starts to listen to the discussion, silently.
 

Calenthang laughs at the gesture of strong-willed courage but otherwise ignores the cleric, too tired to feed the bickering.
If only your skin was as black as your mind...
 

Dunstand stands behind Calenthang and places his hand on the elf’s shoulders, making sure his companion doesn’t getup and starts some thing every one will regret. Smile and defuse, just smile and defuse. “If the dangers are really that great maybe we should just stay here and puzzle out the information we have, I’m sure we will see thing a lot clearer on the morrow.”
 

Sarlis looks at the warrior with a look of pity.

"What a waste of talent. But issues are better solved than kept inside. Perhaps I can help him make a "man" out of himself"

Sarlis pauses for a second letting the warrior laugh at his internal joke and turn around.

He then adds.

"Your ability with the swords are amazing. I saw you in action and must say that I am quite impressed. Sadly you lack in self confidence and self-control. In the short time I know you I already seen good example of that and none to prove me the opposite. When faced by the killer elf in the forest you were obviously disgusted by their action, but what did you do? You ran away. Now I confront you with your drinking habits and what do you do? Run away again.

You pretend to be a courageous warrior, but all I see is someone dodging conflicts as much as he can.

You obviously have an issue with me but you are too scared to confront me, for whatever reason."


Sarlis waits for the warrior response calmly and in a non-threthening fashion.
 

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