They're Bringing Evil Back. ( 3.5 DnD )

[TwistedMindInc]

Chatrilon hits the streets, bobbing and weaving through alley ways and out of sight. Apaprently he didn't want the trouble he was causing; he only looked back once to ensure that Serin wasn't following him. Maridosen takes the coins from everyone, making note that no one was sharing a room. Which was odd, and a bit more expensive for the gang. She hesitates for a moment when Erik grabs her wrist and sneers at him when he speaks. If she had any idea what he was speaking of, she didn't let on. Taking the gold she clinked them into a pouch and motioned to a set of stairs that lead upwards to their rooms. She doesn't speak another word; moving away from them to tend to other patrons. As the hours grow late the Tavern's crowd changes a bit.. but never lessens. The bard takes a break in the early evening to grab some grub, and to give the women a chance to talk with him. More night owls flock to the Welcome Wench, gathering to chat about their daily events. A few soliders swagger in at one point, accompanied by what obviously is their captain. They drop into seats and Vesta immediately moves to greet them and bring them tankards of ale. As the skies turn from purplish-pinks to ebony shades, the Bard starts up again.. playing what would be soothing, if he was any good, tones upon his lute.

 

[silentspace]

Vendan arches an eyebrow at the scene. He turns to Jayla, who is standing next to him, as if to say something, then decides not to. He goes back to the bar and has another drink before turning in for the night.

 

[Dire Lemming]

Once things seem to have calmed down a bit Yun turns to Erik looking not angry, but at least a bit confused. "Old man. What was the meaning of that? I nearly struck you for handling Miss Maridosen so roughly. Why would you do such a thing?" Perhaps for someone else he would have acted acted differently, but the old man surely had a reason for what he did. Imbeciles rarely lived to be his age.

 

[Zoycitenega]

Jayla turns to Vendan, and says patiently, yes?

 

[silentspace]

Jayla turns to Vendan, and says patiently, yes?

As Jayla joins him at the bar, Vendan looks at her for a moment before replying.

What just happened here? I know nothing about these people, and don't know what or why they do anything. What's worse, they feel perfectly content to share as little as possible about themselves. And act offended that I want to know. This is exactly the kind of thing that my father warned me against. What would have happened if there had been a fight here? What have I gotten myself into?

"Nothing, nothing at all." Vendan looks around the bar to see if there's anything else interesting going on.

 

[hero4hire]

Once things seem to have calmed down a bit Yun turns to Erik looking not angry, but at least a bit confused. "Old man. What was the meaning of that? I nearly struck you for handling Miss Maridosen so roughly. Why would you do such a thing?" Perhaps for someone else he would have acted acted differently, but the old man surely had a reason for what he did. Imbeciles rarely lived to be his age.

Erik's features softened for a moment. Was he ever so innocent? It was hard to remember so long ago. Despite being obtuse the young monk did remind him a bit of his lost son, at least in his exuberance.
"My Patron, The Great Saint Cuthbert; has gifted many of his faithful with the ability to look into a person's soul. The Serving Wench; Marisdon, and the Curious One who I told to leave are both tainted with evil. Their intentions are impure. Though I cannot punish them as I have not seen either break the Law, I will not suffer their presence. Nor will I play along with whatever machinations they are contriving." He put a large hand on his shoulder. "It is best to confront them openly lest you get caught in their tangled web of deceit."

 

[Dire Lemming]

Yun listens silently to the older man, looking thoughtful, though somewhat unhappy. "Hrm... Do you think that Miss Maridosen has been corrupted by the evil priests we are to search for tomorrow?"

 

[TwistedMindInc]

After however long you decide on staying down in the main room, you all retire to your own private chambers to sleep the rest of the night away. Whether it’s the dim light of the morning peeking in through your window, or the sound of rain lightly pattering upon the glass that wakes you.. you are in fact awake. The idea of rolling over and sleeping until the weather clears up may cross your mind, but with that comes the thought of the rest of the group and having a duty to Hommlet to uphold, you opt to wander downstairs. One by one, you find your way down into the 'lobby'. The main room, as early as it is, has a few patrons seated around tables. The bard is no longer there, nor anyone else recognizable from last night. Well, except Vesta and Maridosen.

 

[hero4hire]

Yun listens silently to the older man, looking thoughtful, though somewhat unhappy. "Hrm... Do you think that Miss Maridosen has been corrupted by the evil priests we are to search for tomorrow?"

Erik shook his head. "I cannot attest to how she came to be evil. Her crimes, if any are unknown. I do know that her soul is tainted and her intentions suspect. Though it would not surprise me if she, or the Man, or BOTH were in League with the Priests. It would be safest to assume they will know we are coming now. 'Tis why I wished to depart so soon. Though it is wiser to give up the element of surprise to allow one's companions to properly prepare themselves." Erik sighed as he sat down. No doubt the food which he had barely been able to touch yet, was now luke warm...or worse now that he made himself known to the dark-hearted barmaid. Before eating or drinking he decided a bit more caution to be prudent. He again prayed over the food. This time invoking more holy power to divine if the food were somehow tainted. (Cast Detect Poison) "There is a saying. Keep five yards from a carriage, ten yards from a horse, and a hundred yards from an elephant; but the distance one should keep from the wicked cannot be measured. Ye cannot change her past, nor her nature. Best t'keep your distance lad."

 

[Dire Lemming]

Yun at first has trouble falling asleep. His conversation with Erik earlier that night had been distinctly unsatisfying. He did however finally lose consciousness and in the morning he awoke to the sound of the rain playing a soothing rhythm upon the roof and outside his window. He quickly sat up and got out of bed. Beginning his morning exercises with stretches and finishing with a few back flips. He picked up and righted the nightstand, making sure there was no permanent damage before heading downstairs.

It was not that he did not trust the old man, in fact he and Vendan seemed to be the most reliable out of the entire group. Still, he could not see how simply avoiding the problem would help anything.

"Good morning to you Miss Vesta." he calls out as he spies her. He pauses momentarily when he sees Maridosen, but then walks straight up to her. He speaks in a serious tone, looking much less nervous than the night before "Good morning Miss Maridosen. I would have liked to apologies for Father Erik's rude treatment of you last night, but he explained it clearly to me. We both know of the evil tainting your soul. You must turn away from this path. I do not want harm to come to you, but it certainly will if you continue."

(OOC: Heh, that's interesting. It was raining on the very day that Shoon first left this Inn after having just joined a group of adventurers intent on stopping the evil power of the temple of elemental evil. They all piled into his wagon and headed off for Nulb. The adventurers had already cleared out the moathouse when he joined them though.)