Gashka |
Going to Rose's washroom she finds some cloths and wets them with some cold water. Hope that's possible, it's the nicer of the options I could think of.
Going back over to the Dwarf she wrings out the cold water onto his bruise and battered face and starts to wash it with the cold cloth. If that fails to work, she'll slap him lightly a few times across the face.
"Hey...hey there....wake up."
She stands patiently in front of the Dwarf, arms crossed across her chest she waits to see if he wakes up. If the nicer route doesn't work, I'll have to try something a little meaner.
Gashka |
She shakes her head while gripping him with her vice like hands, "I wish to avoid any further blood shed, so please...hear me out."
"I'm truly sorry for what happened. I wish it hadn't happened the way it did....but, that can't be helped now can it?" She pauses for a moment. "You're two companions are dead, but you are not and I have questions. After examining your elven friend, I realize it is not possible for you to...speak to me, but I was hoping that if I kept my questions simple that you could answer them. Do you think you could do that?"
Gashka |
She only locked the one door, not any of the windows in case anyone's curiosity gets the better of them. Also, I'm not aware if there is another door to her house or not, but if there is I didn't lock that one. Just FYI
Gashka |
Standing up she growls as she wipes his spit off her face, but doesn't do anything to him.
"Ya know....our fight isn't with you. Unless you had something to do with what happened to Rose. That's the whole reason we attacked you in the first place when we saw you here. There has been enough pain and death already....but, the only person I truly wish to see suffer and die....is the Piper...whatever he may be."
She takes a few deep breaths, trying desperately to hold back the rage she's feeling inside.
"If you don't know anything useful about the piper, or what happened to Rose....I'm just gonna let you go. But know this....if you ever try to harm anyone else that I care about....I'll make your death as painful as possible....along with everyone you've ever loved. So...get the Hells outta my town and don't come back!"
With that she goes behind the dwarf and unties his hands, then backs away from him.
With a voice that sounds sad and tired she says, "Go...just go. Take your comrades and leave this place."
Gashka |
Let's see how badly this decision comes back to bite her in the ass. She can't just outright kill someone while they are tied to a chair though, that is one thing she will NEVER do.
Gashka |
"So...you're really gonna make me fight you? As you wish..."
Gashka lets out a feral roar and fires back with an attack of her own.
Brawlers Flurry: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (14) + 6 = 20
If that hits: 1d8 + 4 ⇒ (3) + 4 = 7
Brawlers Flurry: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (2) + 6 = 8
Doubt that hits, but still: 1d8 + 4 ⇒ (5) + 4 = 9
I'm sure everyone heard that....
Tikkle |
dang it, I had to miss the good part and not be able to stop her. BTW Gashka did you know that Brawlers can do nonlethal damage with no penalty?
Tikkle walks in behind Flynt. "Welp, so much for that..."
Also, Tikkle making a heal check on this guy would be a hilarious nope
Gashka |
Nope....I guess I didn't....Lol
Her hands fisted at her sides, the rage on her face is evident as she lets out a yell and starts kicking the fallen dwarf as he lies on the floor.
"You...STUPID...BASTARD...WHY...COULDN'T...YOU...JUST...LEAVE?!!!" With each word she kicks him in the side before spinning away and covering her face with her hands.
Yeaaahhhh...she's kinda lost it.
Gashka |
Pointing at the body on the floor she looks at him with her tear streaked face, "That stupid bastard was the best shot we had at figuring out what happened and he wouldn't say s@!$. I'm pretty sure they were the ones who sent the warning...but...now...now we'll never know for sure if they knew anything or not....I just...I hate this."
Tikkle |
Tikkle puts an arm around Gashka, leading her outside. "Flynt see if you can find anything out about these guys anyway please. I'm gonna walk with her."
Getting Gashka away from the carnage they had left, the sailor pulls her into a hug, resting her head on his shoulder. "Calm down, lass. It's over for now."
Nobility: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (3) + 6 = 9
Nevermind, close the spoiler and walk away...
Gashka |
After a few minutes she lifts her head off of his shoulder and looks up into his face, "I'm sorry...I just lost it. I...I don't even know what to say."
GM Scary Ceiling Voice |
Gashka |
Leaning her head back against his shoulder, she closes her eyes and tries not to think about everything they've been through...everything that's happened since then...and the uncertainty of what is to come.
The memories of watching Narima being taken over by the Piper, being helpless to do anything about it, Mary and everything else proves to be too much for her as she breaks down into soft sobs.
Tikkle |
Tikkle lifts a paw and wipes a tear from her cheek. You don't have to say anythin'. I know why you did what you did. They sit against a large tree together and he offers her a sip from his personal flask. "Here, it'll take the edge off." Tikkle holds her close as she cries, not really knowing what else to do.
Gashka |
She sniffles and wipes her face with her arm, nodding she takes the flask from him and takes a small sip. She coughs a bit and hands it back to him, "Wow...what are you drinking?" She tries to put on a brave face for him and smile, but it's not a full Gashka smile.
Leaning against him, "This....this is enough, I don't need you to do anything else right now....just this." She sighs and reaches for his hand as they sit there together.
Okay...gotta go for reals now. To be continued....hehehe
Tikkle |
lol OK. Two things before I turn in: I should mention in case you're having mischievous thoughts senor GM that Tikkle is not off guard, his left paw is on his crossbow. Also, somebody check on Terra, she got hit.
GM Scary Ceiling Voice |
As Tikkle was comforting Gashka, a slight breeze brought a familar scent to his nostrils. Following it, he found another note from Brand slightly crumpled next to a similar boot print that he and Jin followed earlier.
My Love,
I'm confident that at the end of this month I will have the money I promised. Come see me in Tarth then, so we can make plans for our wedding.
Brand
Gashka |
I'm really really sorry about keep calling Rose Mary....I don't know why I keep doing that. I must just really really have my aunt on my mind. My cousins condition is deteriorating rapidly now and my aunt is with them in MO and before I got on the game my mom was talking to me about it...so...maybe that's what's causing my constant memory lapse with names? Maybe I just need to call my aunt and talk to her myself...maybe then my brain will get right.
Gashka |
I forget....I have the memory of swiss cheese so don't hate me or get mad at me if I forget stuff.....but, do we even have a healer in the group now? I forgot if Terra's path included any healing abilities, or if she had rethought that and was sticking to the earth bending primarily.