The Romance of the River Kingdoms

Jar'Thol draws his hand away quickly. A brief look of hurt and surprise crosses the little salsham'ai's face before his smile returns, perhaps a bit forced.

"So I see, my friend," he says. "Well, I hope it won't come to that too often, but we did have a few times when diplomacy didn't work, right?" he addresses this last comment to Annika and Three Flowers.
 
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Annika sits on her knees by the Vashti's low table, clad in a robe of silk that's too loose to do more than hint at her shapeliness underneath. She's pretty, even beautiful, though exotic. Her hair is especially odd, with its bright red-orange hue and its strange, somewhat feathery texture. Her eyes are wide and seem unblinking as she tilts her head slightly to examine the newcomers to the group. At Jar'thol's question her lips curve into a wry smile.

"It seems like almost every time," she comments, but then adds, "Except with the wolves. And the guards at the shrine. And the spirits. Those ended well. But if it's a fight you're looking for..." She nods at Mystal. "...I'm sure we'll find one sooner or later."
 

OOC: sorry, I dind't mean it to come out so harsh. I just wanted to make clear that Jar'Thol and Mystal are as opposite as they can get :)

Noticing the reaction of his weakling cousin, Mystal relents and steps forward putting his hand on the shoulder of diminutive shaman.

"I'm sorry, brother, I didn't mean it so harsh. We had good times, our differences make us stronger."

Turning to others:
"You that know Jar'Thol probably noticed that he prefers talk to fight and finding out information through spells and spirits. I'm more straightforward and don't shirk scouting duty when I'm the best for the job. You won't get healing from me, but hopefuly, will get help in dispatching the enemies quickly before the wounds grow to serious."
 

"Healing, that reminds me," says the Vashti, and produces a couple of vials of clear liquid from within the folds of her robes. "I had Sister Herbalist prepare these for you, just in case. They are simple herbal drafts, blessed by the river spirits. You may find them useful."

Jar'Thol rummages in his backpack with his feet and brings forth a couple of sunrods and a small vial. "You may as well take these," he says to Mystal. "You'll probably need them more than me." He holds up the vial. "Not blessed by any spirits, as far as I know, but I picked this up from a tlaxu trader in Llaza, said it came from the Ssth-Gar islands. Antivenom, very potent."

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The Vashti's 2 potions will act as a potion of cure light wounds (CL1) or as holy water. Of course, if you drink it you can't throw it, and if you've thrown it you can't drink it.

Jar'Thol's gift is two sunrods and a vial of antitoxin, both SRD standard issue.

"Cousin" is a standard salsham'ai form of greeting for one another (or Aunt and Uncle for older members of the race. It implies that all the race is one family, but doesn't always mean direct kinship.
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"Thank you. I hope we don't need those too soon." Mystal nods to Vashti

"Thank you, honored shaman. I will put it to good use." Mystal thanks little shaman (with little being relative term since Mystal is about an inch shorter then the shaman)

OOC: yes, I'm aware of those customs, ancient (and probably modern) chinese have honored uncle/elder etc as honorifics and you said that there is decidedly asian feel
 

OOC: Unless anyone has any other questions to ask the Vashti, Jar'Thol or Xielt, I'll put up a post tomorrow to move things on to the south of town.
 

Shakou frowned at the exchanged between the Salshamai, but she schooled her expression and spoke.

"If we get into a fight, Mystal, I'll be sure to make sure you're in the front, then, rather than myself, since you like it so much. If the animals seems like the creature you encountered at the mine, discovering what happened at the mine might lead to answers about the animals. Either that or we risk our lives on a wild chase... but we have to search somewhere for answers. I'll deal with wherever we go, though... I have to ask... I can't carry too much stuff in my current state. Who would be willing to carry my pack should it prove too much for me?"

Shakou's voice grew progressively friendlier as she spoke, giving Threeflowers a bit of a wink as she finished, as well as a smile. After all, he appeared to be the strongest of the group... and being eye candy doesn't hurt either.
 

Mystal packs the items away and then turns once again toward Vashti looking up and removing his cowl so his strange visage is now visible to all.

"What would You like to do with perpertrators of this mischief? Should we endeavor to capture them alive? Bring them to You? And can we get some papers giving us official authority against criminals since we may be seen as vigilantes by city guards. This is happening essentialy withing city so it may be wise precaution."
 

The Vashti gives Mystal a wry smile.

"Don't worry, those who matter know that you're working for me. It's easier than going through all the official permissions. I'll have a word with Magister Ten later." She shrugs. "What you do depends on what you discover. You've got more experience in these matters than me. I'll leave it to your discretion, but if there's somebody behind this that we can provide answers..." she leaves the rest of the sentence hanging, pours out more tea and then looks over to Shakou.

"The mines would be under the jurisdiction of the Merchants League, but I hear House Turif are putting up a reward for anyone who can help them. Perhaps you could follow this lead next?" Again the young priestess shrugs. "As I say, you're more experienced in such things."

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If you want to bulk up numbers, I'm willing to NPC one of Gengoro, Xielt or Jar'Thol. Pick which one, if any.
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I'd say either Jar'Thol or Gengoro, since they can both heal. I'd lean towards Jarthol, because I don't think Gengoro's character sheet was ever completed really.[/sblock]
 

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