Fluer the half-orc simply stares through you not convinced of your intentions. He begins to turn around.
The eryines coos a bit as Andrea scratches, now ignoring the dandy whose face is eyes level, "Yes....yyyyyeeeeeees that's the spot been trying to reach it for the last 200 years." Her lip quivers with excitement.
Fluer lets the lunk go and continues to enjoy her drink..and the ambiance of the place. :P
After a while she picks up her things and wanders over to the bar...serving bench and inquires as to rooms to rent/stay in.
"Hi luv, buy a girl a drink?" the bubbly girl sits down next to you. "Name's Tracey are you looking for some playtime?" She giggles, "I sooo enjoyed my last elf."
Whispering to Duncan and John"She seems a bit unclear in the head, a restoration type of healing magic might clear that up. Care is I cast one?"
Ailyn leans over to Faelyn, "She could be a wealth of information. Seems like she has been locked up for awhile and perhaps decapitated before the being in the crux."
Fluer's eyes almost literally perk up at this new girls forward comment. She smiles, breaking out into a grin.
"Now...with a comment like that..." She closes one eye in a theatrical sort of wink, "I'm betting your previous Elf would have been sun-kissed all over?" Fluer suggests/asks.
"And yes...I am inquiring as to the rates of rooms here abouts." She agrees. (^_^)
Duncan just returned with the bucket.
Aye, it may cure the madness a bit
Andrea will step back and let the others deal with the head via magic.
"Well sweetie for 3 gold pieces we can have fun hour in the sack and some pillow talk." She winks
Areal steps into the room and speakes a few blessed words casting a restorative spell and this immediately calms Khazrae.
"I believe her mind is more stable for a few questions." he looks over at the others, 'If necessary, I will cast a more powerful spell tomorrow after my prayers."
Andres steps over. Just why you get put into the Crux, and do you know anything about the items that were put in with you? Andrea gestures to the box and silver box.[/b]
Diplomacy is charisma based. You should be at least a +3
"Well you did rescue me so I owe you that amount of information. Dargentu Vheed, a wizard, won my head during a game of knuckle bones. He was my quite pleased with his new trophy, and for many years kept his amusing prize as the centerpiece of his table in the mayoral residence. However, I caused him a slight bit of embarrassment by revealing some of his more delicate indiscretions to an important guest, the wizard
locked my head into the Chelish crux, and then promptly forgot about her."
She trembles a bit after her story, "of course, I know what the other items are...I've been looking at them for years. I am an intelligent being."
"The three magic scrolls consist of a scroll of heal, a scroll of remove curse, and a scroll of scrying. While the small silver box that is engraved with dancing skeletons and contains grave candles."
She caughs a bit then continues, The leather portfolio contains Delvehaven papers."
A Bearded devil named Szasmir who was also imprisoned in the Knot said that a former Pathfinder named Ilnerik Sivanshin who it seemed became a vampire due to the influence of an Obsidion Bat shaped artifact summoned the Shadowbeasts 'As a service' to Westcrown. Was Vheed the one who requested this service?
Faelyn's ears perk up as the severed head speaks of wizards and gambling. He awaits the answer to Andrea's question before he speaks.
Duncan sets the bucket in the corner. Apparently, it was not going to be needed.
Lucreiza is remaining quiet for the time being. She doesn't want to ruin any chance Andrea might have to get answers.
Fluer smiles at Tracy's forward invitation,
"While your company would certainly seem pleasant, I'm more interested in a simple bed and information." She gives the other girl a playful wink, "Though, if you're insisting that said pillow talk has a different price?" (^_~)
A Bearded devil named Szasmir who was also imprisoned in the Knot said that a former Pathfinder named Ilnerik Sivanshin who it seemed became a vampire due to the influence of an Obsidion Bat shaped artifact summoned the Shadowbeasts 'As a service' to Westcrown. Was Vheed the one who requested this service?
When she shakes her head a bit it begins to roll sideways, she starts to shrieking "No no no. The shadowbeasts preceded Vheed's mayorship."
The pouting Tracy takes Fluer's hand and leads her out of the common room towards an upstairs room. Once inside the room she asks, "What's all the fuss about elves?'
A Bearded devil named Szasmir who was also imprisoned in the Knot said that a former Pathfinder named Ilnerik Sivanshin who it seemed became a vampire due to the influence of an Obsidion Bat shaped artifact summoned the Shadowbeasts 'As a service' to Westcrown. Was Vheed the one who requested this service?When she shakes her head a bit it begins to roll sideways, she starts to shrieking "No no no. The shadowbeasts preceded Vheed's mayorship."
Andrea rights the Erynie's head and wraps a towel around her so she is steady. There you go. While you have no stomach to hold it, would you like to taste some ale or food?
"Naw that tends to flow through me," She responds.
Fluer laughs softly as she slowly and gently embraces Tracy, "Well...for a start, I am one." She grins impishly, "And for a second, we tend to be a friendly lot. Which is why I'm asking questions about a friend." (^_^)
We also saw a vision inside the Knot of a Pit Fiend in chains that seemed to be breaking free, and were told by the Bearded Devil about 'energy spikes' in The Knot that caused flickering shadows and lights. Would you know if there is any connection between these things?
Perhaps we could try to get you a new body if possible for your aid.
Careful what bargains ye be making with a Devil, girl. Don't offer what ye ain't willing to givean consider the consequences afore ye talk
Khazrae hisses at the dwarf, "So there's someone here who understands negotiating with a devil. Don't worry...young pretty, I won't hold you to you statement." She stops to look over the room, "Ole Szasmir spoke the truth, there is a pit fiend the mansion a gift from the House Thrune to the first mayor, although not in the knot itself. The pitfiend is underground and his energies are tapped into for a variety of things. Vheed became mad at me shortly after we moved into the mansion, so I did not see as much as I did in our other residence."
She perks up a bit, "So lets talk about that new body and what I can offer in exchange."
"Who you looking for luv?"
Fluer continues to smile, "Well, yes, in a way I am." She hugs Tracy,
"Any-who, there's another Elf lass...tanned...about my height. Blond?" She asks.
"That sort of describes an elf that works here as bouncer, 'aven't seen her in a couple days though...lass named Sunny. She was sun-kissed all over that sweet body too." She stops as if she has spoken too much.
Fluer laughs at Tracy's description,
"Aye, 'Sunny' is how her name would sound in this other language. And she lives up to her name to boot!" She raises an eyebrow, "Oh? So she may have some one else she's being 'suny' with, hey?" (^_~)
Tracey looks a bit hesitant to answer anymore questions.
Andrea looks over to Orsin and Duncan. Well I guess we can talk. First of course we need to learn just how to restore you and then we can discuss terms. Faelyn, anything come to mind about how to go about such a thing?
Spell craft:
*Snuggle, snuggle* (^_^)
:p
Lucrezia is still hanging out quietly at the moment since she doesn't have much to add right now.
Tracy warms up a bit to you Fluer as her left hand supports the small of your back, "Well...I guess I could tell you." Her right hand tracing your soft neck, "She was hanging out with Lucrezia another bouncer here and a few of her friends." She ponders for a second, "Come to think of it, haven't seen Lucrezia in day or so either." As she whispers in your left ear, playfully nibbling on your lobe.
A nearby bell dings three times to signal the time. Areal looks up towards a boarded up window then over to John.
Duncan knows a possible solution. But no way in the Hells is he gonna be helping a DEVIL of all things get it's body back. The dwarf crosses his burly arms and leans against the wall.
"I must leave now, I believe you can all handle this."
"Take me with you big boy...what's the hurry." the devil inquires. "You may need me one day, I do have a desirable skill set."
Half-pint come on over and lets wipe that pouty frown off your short bearded face. I'll be rrrrrrrrrrrrrealllllll nice and gentle." she teases the stubborn dwarf. "I simply want us ALL to be friends, you did rescue me."
Well, while we are pondering that little problem, let's check out this portfolio. Lucrezia, could you check out the silver box with the grave candles? It might be warded.
We could always get a contract done up Duncan. Andrea smirks Gerald knows a number of lawyers since he has to deal with loans and suh.
Andra starts flipping through the portfolio.
Ailyn sits down with Andrea in far corner to flip through the ledger.
Lucrezia nods at Andrea's request and sits down at the table and examines the silver box.