Everyone is feeling exceedingly tired, after the combat and being up all night. T’aria and Aligor both choose, perhaps wisely, to go get some rest, the half-demon to her room at the Warrior’s Helm, the dwarf to the old storage building of his friend/employer Boone, where he resides. Both manage to get to their beds with no sign of anyone following them. Sunedilar, meanwhile, decides to seek rest at the old church they’ve mentioned being on Gorgon’s Way.
[OOC Everyone is effectively fatigued right now (-2 Strength and Dexterity) until they get at least a few hours rest. I’m not 100% clear on what everyone is doing, besides who I mentioned, so please speak up. Sunedilar can find the church, even if no one who went there before (Gwyn, T’aria, Alicia) shows him the way]
[I really had no idea what Accalon meant by ‘you may have need for me’, except for the job she’s trying to line up, and even less idea what ‘Valasia too for that matter’ meant. Brie is just as confused as the DM, rolling a 2 on an Intelligence roll, leading to the following…]
Madame Brie looks startled at Accalon, saying “Have need for Valasia? What are you driving at? Oh… I see, you’ve figured it out.” She walks a bit away with Accalon, out of earshot of the girls. “Yes, it is her father who owes me the money. He… did something that cost me a lot to fix, and she’s my insurance that I’ll eventually see my money back.” She waves her wand in front of Accalons face, saying “Charm spells can be a useful thing, you know, not just to lead girls away from my place but also to keep one here. But now this stupid guard will be poking his nose in, and I’ll need to get Lord Vandior to pay me before everything gets exposed anyway. I have to go see him; best do it now before the city guard starts trying to trail me. Ha! Like they could.”
She adds, “You should probably get out of here, before the guards come back. But I know you’ll be back. Don’t think I haven’t noticed the oh-so-sweet loving stares you and Loni have been giving each other. She’s just playing you, you know, but as long as you’re aware your love will cost you by the hour, then I couldn’t care less.” She yells to the girls, “I’ll be back in a few hours. I don’t want to have to step in any more slestial guts when I get back!” With that, she turns to leave.
Sunedilar (and anyone else who decides to head for the burned-out church) realizes he can’t easily approach the place, as he sees a number of city guards in the street, examining a couple of dead, yellow-furred dogs. There seems to be even more guards farther down the street, in front of one of the nice residential buildings of this neighborhood. There’s perhaps two dozen other people milling about, presumably local inhabitants, watching the guards and gossiping among themselves.
[OOC Everyone is effectively fatigued right now (-2 Strength and Dexterity) until they get at least a few hours rest. I’m not 100% clear on what everyone is doing, besides who I mentioned, so please speak up. Sunedilar can find the church, even if no one who went there before (Gwyn, T’aria, Alicia) shows him the way]
[I really had no idea what Accalon meant by ‘you may have need for me’, except for the job she’s trying to line up, and even less idea what ‘Valasia too for that matter’ meant. Brie is just as confused as the DM, rolling a 2 on an Intelligence roll, leading to the following…]
Madame Brie looks startled at Accalon, saying “Have need for Valasia? What are you driving at? Oh… I see, you’ve figured it out.” She walks a bit away with Accalon, out of earshot of the girls. “Yes, it is her father who owes me the money. He… did something that cost me a lot to fix, and she’s my insurance that I’ll eventually see my money back.” She waves her wand in front of Accalons face, saying “Charm spells can be a useful thing, you know, not just to lead girls away from my place but also to keep one here. But now this stupid guard will be poking his nose in, and I’ll need to get Lord Vandior to pay me before everything gets exposed anyway. I have to go see him; best do it now before the city guard starts trying to trail me. Ha! Like they could.”
She adds, “You should probably get out of here, before the guards come back. But I know you’ll be back. Don’t think I haven’t noticed the oh-so-sweet loving stares you and Loni have been giving each other. She’s just playing you, you know, but as long as you’re aware your love will cost you by the hour, then I couldn’t care less.” She yells to the girls, “I’ll be back in a few hours. I don’t want to have to step in any more slestial guts when I get back!” With that, she turns to leave.
Sunedilar (and anyone else who decides to head for the burned-out church) realizes he can’t easily approach the place, as he sees a number of city guards in the street, examining a couple of dead, yellow-furred dogs. There seems to be even more guards farther down the street, in front of one of the nice residential buildings of this neighborhood. There’s perhaps two dozen other people milling about, presumably local inhabitants, watching the guards and gossiping among themselves.
