
Gwenhwyfar Yongisdottir |

"Thank you very much again for your help." Gwenhwyfar says to Proktor Imikar. "We will no longer keep you off your work."
Gwenhwyfar is still all excited about getting her Jimmy back. "Come let's visit the others to show them."

Mrs. Sheila Heidmarch |

The two reach the manor and knock at the door.
But nothing happens. After another even louder knock finally the door is opened. Mrs. Heidmarch herself greets them. "Yes?" she asks looking tired. A moment later she realizes that Jimmy stands before her in his original form. "Congratulations she says with a smile that doesn't reach her eyes."

Mrs. Sheila Heidmarch |

"And also ask her to visit me immediately. Or tell her that she is not supposed to seek revenge herself. This is Magnimar. And not some village in the hinterland. If this escalates further we might have war on the streets. And nobody wants that." Mrs. Heidmarch says. "Excuse me please I'm working on setting up the funds to have him raised today. And I need to send some letters about the situation for backup."
"Sorry to ruin your fun times. We can talk later. Probably when Abomentolor is with us again." she closes the door and moves backto her office.

Tauriell |

A seed falls on the ground. And once it sprouts you can see it grow. And with the seasons coming and going it becomes bigger and bigger and eventually that delicate plant will get sturdier. It will have a trunk and grow branches and a canopy of leaves. And if you live in harmony with that you learn patience and see which things last and which are just weeds. The flowers on the field are a pleasure to the eyes but they are gone before the year is over.
And if that delicate plant that might have become a tree gets trampled? What are you going to do?
Did you plant the seed? Have you cared for it? Was it yours to keep? Was it you it was stolen from? Or did you find delight in it just being there for you without you putting any effort in? And now that it's gone will you mourn or will you just look what other plants are growing? Or will you hunt down what trampled it and make it pay for your loss?
Tauriell sits in a tree in Heidmarch Manor's own park musing over some ancient elven wisdom. She thought about sitting in her room in the Shadowclock, but with the carpenters and Artoo around there would be too much distraction. The tree looks like one of the large trees that wood elves grow to live in. And in it play the squirrels and birds that would in such a forest.
But it is a poor consolation. She has never been that kind of elf.
And what to do? It was Abomentolor's decision to pick that fight in this way. So these are his consequences to bear. And he can have his own revenge once he is back again. Or is there a desire in her to get back at that scum herself? She doesn't know. But if there were - simply killing the scum wouldn't do.

Gwenhwyfar Yongisdottir |

"Let's go to the guest house. Maybe she is there, or will come there later." Gwenhwyfar suggests and drags Jimmy with her.
After not finding Tauriell there she sits down at the table. "What are we going to do now?" she asks with a sad face. "We don't have the money to start the orphanage, Abomentolor is dead and who knows what will happen once he is raised again."
Musing over it for a while she has an idea. She walks over to Jimmy puts her arms around him biting her lip. "Don't resist." she whispers in his ear and speaks another word that seems to be no word at all. At least not in common.
On Target up to 97: 1d100 ⇒ 79
Everything blurs and as it becomes clear again after a short moment it is a totally different room. You stand besides freshly made bed and on the other wall under a window is another one.

Archibald Atherton |

Archibald Atherton accepts the diamond and holds up his holy symbol. Speaking a prayer his holy symbol starts to glow. The diamond in his other hand also starts glowing with this golden radiance. As the diamond is pure light Atherton touches the gnome with the light.
His prayer continues for quite some time and at the end all light enters the gnome as if sucked up by him.

Abomentolor Goblinburner |

Abomentolor shortly glows with that light from the inside. As the light fades he opens his eyes finding himself in an armchair in Mrs. Heidmarch's office surrounded by a lot of guards, some cleric he doesn't know and hands on his shoulder. Looking up he recognizes who that is. Letting out a sigh he looks around and finds the familiar face of Mrs. Heidmarch.

Abomentolor Goblinburner |

Abomentolor tries to dig in his memory how he ended up in this chair. But the last things he knows are him being with Tauriell walking through underbridge. With Tauriell worried about someone following them. And a sudden pain in the leg.
Looking down he finds the bolt still sticking in his leg. He grabs the bolt and rips it out. "Ouch." Looking at the bolt he tries to figure out what that means.
"I'm pretty sure it was not your doing. For it looks like it was done by a professional." he gives back. He would like to jump up. But even though the hands on his shoulder only rest there he lacks the strength to get up.

Abomentolor Goblinburner |

"You made all that effort to build a real world replica of my happy place? With all that tasty food and stuff to burn and nice girls to serve me?" Abomentolor asks really excited.
Abomentolor tries really hard to say it free of irony and with true excitement.

Mrs. Sheila Heidmarch |

Mrs. Heidmarch is worried that Abomentolor will talk his head off. But it is also a ridiculous sight. "He is full of himself but as long as you don't try to order him around it is bearable." she replies with a straight face. "And where I send him on expeditions it isn't his charm that qualifies him for the job."
"But I would really appreciate if you did cooperate here."

Gwenhwyfar Yongisdottir |

"Ok. Mum first. If she is not here she is probably in the temple."
Gwenwyfar walks to the door, unlocks it and after both are outside she closes and locks it again. Walking down the road, hand in hand with Jimmy they reach the temple and enter.
Crossing the large hall they go to the shrine of Sarenrae to look for her mum.

Gwenhwyfar Yongisdottir |

Heal: 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (3) + 14 = 17
"Hrmpf. I don't wanna wait." Gwenhwyfar pouts. Speaking a few words and making a gesture with her hand she casts something and touches the man.
Lesser Restoration: 1d4 ⇒ 3
Lesser Restoration: 1d4 ⇒ 2
"You are healed now. Well almost. But I get my mum now and you get to go home." She tells the man.
Turning to her mum she asks "Can we go now?"