Theandric: Journeyman

Pavel openly gapes at Valeria, his curiosity overriding the bounds of decency and good taste. When he finally realizes what he's doing, he blushes a deep crimson and spends a good deal of time studying the intricacies of his boots and other important matters (who knew that his feet were so far away from his head?).
 

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No further surprises manifest as you slowly tear apart the dead wolf's carcase.
[sblock]Isn't Valeria cold? And in principle, I believe an InVi spell to detect what vis it has and where is in order. (I don't plan to run a kill-loot-repeat saga, but every once in a while...)[/sblock]
 

"A simple skinning should do, we haven't time to completely dismember the beast. Let's hurry on as the night quickly approaches..." Titus tries to urge on the group. The sight of the wolf's remains was slightly sickening him. He much prefered working with stone and earth. "I'll have to research a spell that would quickly bury these sorts of... messes... in the earth's cold embrace, where they belong," he thought.
 



You enter the village. Puck and Volkmar find a cosy spot to observe the village from, at the bosom of a large stone overlooking the village. Pavel takes his raven form.

You have passed a few fields on your way, fallow now in winter, and the village itself lies at their edge.
It is pretty dark by now, and the village is not well lit. It is made up of large, almost uniform, buildings that are made out of whole logs. You spot a blacksmith's workshop attached to one of them, that seems to be made of shoddier craftsmanship.
The light of hearth fire can be seen through the windows. A child glances a view of you from one of the nearer ones, and scurries inside.
There are no animals that you can see, but in the winter time animals are often housed with the humans to keep them warm.

OOC: I assume you follow Nzld's notes on who is coming and how.
 


Pavel takes to the air, flying in and around Malloc and Volkmar, but tending to stay clear of Titus and Valeria. He occasionally darts ahead to take a look at the lay of the land, and just as quickly returns to the group. If anyone gives him any instructions, he follows them instantly (even faster if it's one of the two magi).
 

"Dreadfully primitive..." thinks Titus as he sees the construction in the village. "These people are nearly savages, probably not much different from the sort Germanicus encountered when the Roman legions crossed the Rhine..."

"An inn would be a rare find in a hovel such as this..." Titus muses to himself. "I'd be quite surprised if they regularly received visitors here....

"Mattihus, where does the 'good' family you mentioned reside? The... Rezinis? We should start there in seeking lodging, if they are known to you?"
 

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