D&D 5E Witcher: Mother of Monsters

[Shayuri]

Talashia tilts her head a little at the strange bird, then her eyes widen as she remembers where she'd seen it last. Well now, that was interesting. She clearly wasn't spying on the, at least not anymore, but it was a bit odd to use a familiar to make contact in a situation where its safety wasn't assured. Losing one, Talashia had heard, wasn't pleasant.

She stands up and turns to face the bird, lifting her chin slightly as she assumes a mantle of dignity.

"Hello, Margarita. Is there something you need? We're a bit busy at the moment, but I'll always make time for a fellow sister of the Lodge."

 

[Azurewraith]

Tamaran looks at the bird, albino raven interesting. Perhaps even more interesting is Talisha talking to it even so far to claim it was Magarita, maybe adventuring has finally taken its told on her.

OOC: Democracy is all that separates us from the animals.

 

[Quickleaf]

[SECTION]The white raven grackles and clutches the stone horn of the horned figure atop the totem first with one foot and then the other, going back and forth. It clearly recognizes the name 'Margarita.' At the rest of Talashia's speech, it tucks its beak down into its breast as if contemplating, making a soft tuk-tuk-tuk sound. Abruptly, the white raven cranes its head to look over its shoulder into the woods, then looks back at Talashia, blinking.[/SECTION]

 

[Queenie]

"That's a strange bird," Elora commented, not recognizing it as the sorceress's familiar. She approached the totem herself and looked it over, her curiosity about religion, nature and magic all being peaked.

"This seems like a sacred place, we should be cautious."

 

[Shayuri]

Talashia glances sidelong at Elora and says, "It seems there's someone in need. If we can stomach a brief detour?"

She waves a hand at the bird.

"Go ahead. We'll follow."

 

[Azurewraith]

Tamaran sighs great wound up in the affairs of the lodge this wouldn't end well.

 

[Quickleaf]

[SECTION]Cocking its head and regarding the party curiously, the white raven bobs its head when Talashia waves her hand at it. For a moment it pauses, uncertain if the sorceress is telling it to fly off, but at last it makes a low grackling sound, flapping its wings and taking to the air. It slowly circles above your location by the totem, then heads to the southwest, above the dark pines of the Czernhurst...[/SECTION]

 

[Azurewraith]

"Do you really intend to head after the raven in there? From what I understand Margarita is a big girl and can look after her self, besides we have other things to deal with right now." Tamaran offers up he is not keen on getting into what ever is going on not when his place in the world is at stake.

 

[Fenris]

"What is the rush Tam? We have time for a brief sojourn. And the flowers and seeds aren't going any where. Nor is Old Nan." adds Fergus walking after the ladies.

 

[Shayuri]

"You miss the point. Margarita may be big, but she's also proud. She wouldn't ask for help if it wasn't important."

Talashia glances back at Tamaran. "She wouldn't put herself in our debt for nothing, after all."