Robin attempts to sit down on the other bench of the corner table, losing balance and falling on the bench in the process, barely missing the wall with her head. Sitting back up, she grabs on Kamali's hand squeezing it in her own: "Oh mosey on waaay down on, plum one mo'e drink. Pretty pleeeeease? ah' duzn't wants' t'go t'bed plum yet-" - she doesn't seem able to focus very well, laughing and adding:"I duzn't wants' t'go anywhere a'cuz da damn wo'ld be spinnin'-" a moment later. Releasing her grip with one hand, she makes a rotating motion in the air: "Round a round a round a round it go'es"
Calmly, Kamali stood up and turned his back on Robin. This was nothing new, after all. "Come on, Robin. I'll carry you back." He pats his shoulder invitingly.
Lifting her head from the table, Robin smiles in a drunken stupor:"Weeeh...piggyback ride!"
She had been frail as a child, ill. When she finally was allowed to leave the bed and her room, she wanted to enjoy life, enjoy nature, and more often than not, her brother had to carry her back home because she was too weak. And it was just like this.
Using the bench, Robin manages to scamper up, then snuggles up to her brothers back, commenting:"You smell good.", as her breath tickles his neck for a moment, before she rests her head on Kamali's shoulder.
Kamali chuckles quietly. His sister could be quite childlike at times, which often shed a refreshing brightness on his own frequently pessimistic outlook.
When Kamali arrives at the Lorrimor mansion, Robin is already lightly snoring.
Placing her in the bed, he himself sits down in the comfy arm chair he had picked as resting place. A few hours later, he awakens to find Robin curled up on the floor at his feet, with the Blanket covering her.
The town is abuzz the confusion when you awake. Apparently during the night, someone vandalized the Harrowstone memorial in the center of town. A 'V' was painted on its base with blood, and there was viscera splattered everywhere.
With a thin voice, very silent, Robin comments:"Oh...oh no. I...Kamali, I talked with people about Harrowstone!"
Taking a moment to recollect herself, Robin adds:"I think I did -", then a moment later: "No, I certainly did. I do remember that. What if they now think it was us? They are not fond of strangers here..."
Standing up partially, then quickly sitting back down, with a head on her forehead, Robin takes another sip of water:"Also, I have a headache...just what happened yesterday? Last thing I remember was when Riff suggested some drinking game and that Councilman said he'd pay for mine..."
Robin closes her eyes, gently rubbing her temples, trying hard to remember, then giving up when she realizes that simple makes her more aware of the pain.
How to phrase this ... "Well, you had a few more drinks than you probably should have, and I ended up carrying you back here around midnight. After getting you cleaned up, I tucked you in, washed your dress, and went to bed. At some point, you ended up on the floor there, but I know for a fact that you didn't do it. For one thing, there's no blood on you. Secondly, my armchair's right by the bedroom door, so I would have felt it if you'd slipped out. The window's too small to fit through, as well. What about your ... friend?"
"Oh don't be ridiculous...why would either of us do anything of the sort! I meant I remember, with certainty, that I've been asking about Harrowstone.", Robin explains while holding her head:"And I'm afraid of what folks around here think. Unless that's a common occurance, and didn't start right after we arrived here."
Robin sips her water some more:"I know we wouldn't do that, but the people don't. I'm afraid they'll whisper and point fingers at us. We'll have to find out what's really going on, or people like that troublemaker will chase us out of the city with pitchforks and torches accusing us of being behind that no matter what really happened."
Talking so much was exhausting, but there was one more thing:"Thanks for carrying me home. I hope I didn't give you any trouble. Do you have any idea what we could do? I'd think about it myself, but...", she adds a weak smile to that - it certainly was not the first time she had drunk a bit more than she should have.
"We should probably talk to some people and find out if this has happened before. As you said, if bloody writing is a common occurrence here, I don't think we have to worry about a mob. And, if this is a new thing, letting the townsfolk get to know us should help dispel any fear and suspicion they have."
"I THINK if it was common, they would either have mentioned it yesterday, or it wouldn't be a big deal right now. So I believe that is something new.", Robin responds, looking around:"Kendra could probably tell us more, no need to go ask random people about the frequency of bloody writings on memorials."
Robin stretches, then attempts to stand up again:"That said, if she doesn't need us today either, then I'm fine talking to people. But maybe we should go take a look at Harrowstone. I'm not saying we'd go in, just go check out the place.", she quickly add's with a defensive hand gesture.
"I don't know.... Didn't someone say the Sheriff's declared it off-limits? I don't want to get us labeled as suspicious outsiders up to no good." Of course, as Robin well knew, Kamali tended to be overly cautious.
"Aye, the Sheriff did. But think about it. Petros had been investigating Ruins since...forever, and then what gets him is not some monster who took residence in a ruin, or some trap, or some criminals, no, a statue breaks off and falls on him? And you heared that music when these oversized mosquitos attacked our carriage. And now the defiled memorial?"
Robin realizes she's not in her nightgown, but rather still in her undergarments from the previous night, and simply puts on her dress again:"Either someone pretended to be the Fiddler and desecrated the Memorial...in which case that someone might have killed Petros. Or there is something unnatural going on there, and the place is really haunted, and these ghosts are reaching out beyond the place, not content to stay put."
Approaching a standing mirror(of course a guest room would have that...but it is great Kendra would think of providing that sort of thing) Robin checks her appearance, then turns to her brother again:"In either case, you know we are the most qualified to take a look. Or would you rather wait and see if the next people on a carriage are as capable of fending of an assault as we were?" - Robin can't help but smile at her brother...inwardly, she was grinning in triumph...there was nothing Kamali could possibly answer...she would get what she wanted...
"Those are actually good points. Still, I'd feel better if we did some research before we start trespassing on possibly haunted grounds. After all, as you said, Petros was incredibly experienced and knowledgeable, and he still ended up dead here. If we go blundering around without any preparation, how well do you think we'll fare?"
Robin cocks her head:"We'd fare great! We'd have the element of surprise, after all! Those haunts would never expect us to rush in and check on them!" - she follows up with a laugh...more a small giggle, really.
"Just pulling your leg...you are right, we can do some research, but I already did ask around...if you want to read up in some books, go ahead, and I'll take care of whatever Kendra needs today. In the evening, we could go sneak towards the memorial, see if we can find ourselves a ghost! Then tomorrow, we head to Harrowstone!"
Kamali considers for a minute or two but eventually nods in agreement. "That's fair. I'll see if I can learn anything about that Fiddler fellow."
"Good! We have a plan then!"
Despite her obvious hangover, Robin's cheerful disposition was back.
"I'll go ask what Kendra will want assistance with today!", she heads towards the door, then stops, and walks over to Kamali. "Thanks again for getting me home save!", she gives him a peckish kiss on the cheek, then whirls around and out the door.
Robin KNEW her brother would always keep her safe. But she knew better than to take that for granted - she was grateful for having such a reliable brother, and that needed to be expressed! Every time! After all, she also expected him to look after her every time...
Kamali smiles and heads out to look for a library - or at least some kind of records repository. Maybe the Council members could help with that. Or that Pevrin fellow....
Once Kamali is gone, Robin finds Kendra, providing whatever services she needs, and running the errands necessary. If any of those errands bring her in contact with one of the people she met at the bar(or another time) Robin will stop and try to participate in some friendly small-talk.
They are suspicious of outsiders, and now this happened, we need to leave a good impression with those who will let us do so...
As it turns out, Kendra needs a few groceries, but she also mentions a larger service you could do for her - if you're willing, that is. "A few weeks ago, I got curious about some of the books in my father's library and opened one. By doing so, I unleashed something truly frightful: an allip that's been haunting my dreams ever since. I dropped the tome into an old well in the woods to try to get rid of it, but all that I accomplished was making the surrounding area sick and cursed. I know now how to cleanse the cursed well, but I'm incapable of doing it myself. I know it's hideously dangerous, but do you think you and your brother could help me?"
Potential Market Interactions
Councilwoman Mirta Straelock - female human (motherly)
Sheriff Benjan Caeller - male human (laid-back)
Old River
Pevrin Elkarid
Marta and Luthko Avanaki
Jorfa the Blacksmith - female dwarf (serious)
Apothecary Jominda Fallenbridge - female human (looks and acts rather slutty)
Deputies Leromar and Riff
Gibs Hephenus
Old Man Harken - male human (looks and acts insane)
"Oh, by all means. We're here to help you, after all! And to be honest, that sounds a lot more interesting than reading and filling out papers.", Robin responds cheerfully:"Just need to get a hold of Kami-he meant to do some research...is early afternoon good for you? Do you need anything else for the cleansing?"
There were, of course, further question...such as why there was an Allip trapped in a book...but it was Petros library, and he seemed to have a ton of interesting books there.
For a moment, Robins face turns to a frown when she remembers the small fight with her brother about wether or not she could read any of the books...but she decided not to dwell on that.
Instead, she said farewell and headed to the market to do the grocery shopping(and some other errands).
Robin stays well away from Harken, who seemed - insane. Instead, she made sure to buy a small treat for Old River, then went to chat with the other girls.
She and her brother had been travelling quite a bit now, and Robin learned that having too many friendly talks with men often led the village to - uhm - assume she would go further. That was not a good reputation to have, with the woman scorning her and the man harassing her. So she always tried to make contact with the woman first.
She said hi to Marta, spent a moment checking Jorfa's wares, then went for a friendly chat with Councilwoman Straelock, and the Apothecary Jominda.
The former potentially was a great source of information on what was going on, more specifically, if the council already knew more about what had happened at the memorial, or if there were any suspicions.
The latter, on the other hand, seemed to know how to have fun. Well, the way she acted suggested she knew at least one way to do so. Also, she was an Apothecary...which meant she possibly had some interesting herbs in stock. The sort that made having fun more fun. Or herbs to prevent pregnancy. Robin assumed she was barren, not having had her period yet, but then, that sort of thing often was wonky with half-breeds like her, so better save than sorry...and better to be prepared just in case.