As Vark notices Zincher's departure he concludes his performance for the evening and hustles over to Mazra and the bouncer.
"I hope I didn't scare him off! He seemed pretty annoyed when I asked him for a request. Did he say anything to you?" The last he addresses to the bouncer, hoping the exchange wasn't pertaining to how many minutes he had left on this world.
Tamiro watches Zincher's activities and departure closely. As the man leaves he simply shrugs and walks over to Mazra at the door guard.
"Seemed tame. Did not seem he want to start trouble. Perhaps just checking in."
Tamiro raises an eyebrow at the cook, "A...snake."
Grumbling, Tamiro marches into the kitchen, drawing his wakizashi, "Cowardly Gaijin...cannot take care of a snake...kitchen is full of knives..."
Vark double moves towards the door at J10, unfortunately leaving his spear (and flag) propped up against the wall near his table in the corner.
Vara hurries into the kitchen and stands to the side of the scullery door and looks in from the edge. She attempts to identify the snake that attacked the woman.
She also observes the woman. If I am able to tell, how severe is her condition? Bleeding out, poisoned or does it look she may have passed out from shock?
Releasing a groan as a commotion exploded from the kitchen, Nel sent an annoyed look at Saul's office on the second floor. The old man was never around when things got difficult. As she moves her way over to the source of the battle, Nel draws her longsword, prepared to slice at the next hostile thing in her way.
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Vara, you notice that the woman is unconscious and continues to bleed.
Tamiro - Current Turn
Nel
Vara
Mazra
Vark
"Nani?!" Tamiro yelps as snake tries to bite at him.
Caught unawares by the snakes speed though he swings wide, cursing in Tien as he misses the vermin.
"It is a fast serpent!"
Vark moves into the room, hugging the eastern wall, taking up position just behind Mazra.
Forgoing his instrument, he raises his voice in lighthearted song:
"A deadly beast is in the kitchen,
Take up your arms, quit yer b~+&#in',
One has fallen to it's vicious bite,
Come my comrades and show us your might!"
+1 atk/dmg and saves against charm/fear to all allies that can see/hear Vark.
Hustling her way towards combat, Nel mentally curses her scalemail for the way it encumbers her movement.
"We have to lure the snake away from her!" Vara cries, indicating the unconscious woman.
She slips through the door, past Tamiro to attempt to stabilize the dying Ola.
Tamiro continues cursing and slashing wildly at the snake that seems to be untouchable.
"Everyone, fall back! With any luck the pest will follow and we can surround it." Brandishing her sword, Nel moves up, hoping to spread some insightful wisdom to the two trapped in the closet.
Convinced she has saved Ola's life for now, Vara frowns as Tamiro is nicked by the snake's fang. She turns an impatient look at the Samurai, hoping for him to begin moving out of the room to lure the snake away.
She then turns inward, her expression Serene, and calls forth the gift of the Great Ash.
Faster than a flick of a snake's tongue, Vara's knuckles sprout thorns and weave into brambles. She then attacks the snake with a double punch!
+1 atk/dmg and saves against charm/fear to all allies that can see/hear Vark.
Edit: Bah, I just realized I go last in initiative. Still, it's a good reminder, haha!
Round 3
Heeding Nel's words, Vark backs up while continuing his performance.
+1 atk/dmg and saves against charm/fear to all allies that can see/hear Vark.
Feeling the venom burning, he takes one last swing before moving out towards Nel, outside of the room.
"Gah, that serpent is dangerous...is anyone able to hep with its poison?"
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Tamiro's blade slashes though the snake, slaying it and leaving it dead on the floor. However, Tamiro is overtaken with poision, taking constitution damage.
The woman is still unconscious, but stable, on the ground. Nearby, there's an overturned basin.
Vara hops back against the wall of the scullery as Tamiro slices into the snake. She looks with regret at the dead serpent. Then closing her eyes, she speaks soft words of consolation quickly to herself
"A veruna það var, enn að ormarnir naga á rætur í heiminum, svo kannski fær hann það sem hann á skilið."
Then, hearing Tamiro's cries for aid with the poison, she calls to him, still within the scullery, "I can slow the poison Tamiro. However, allow me to help Ola here first, for she has carried the venom in her blood for longer."
As Vara squats down to treat the woman lying on the floor for any viper poison, Vara notices the piece of paper on the ground. She goes wide-eyed at the image, and returns it to its location, making a mental note to point it out to her companions later. For now, she must focus on her work.
"Here, let me help you off this floor, my dear," Vara croons to the woman, offering support to help the woman stand.
Then turning to Tamiro, "If you still require my aid, I can help you in just a moment!"
Turning back to the woman, Vara says, "Now, let's clean and cover the bite, and any other wounds you have- unless Mazra's magic has fully mended you? And then let's get your some water and food, and a place to rest comfortably"
Vara would listen to any reply from the others, help Tamiro if he wishes still, and then once out of the scullery, she informs Nel of the note she found.
"Lady Knight, Nel. I believe this serpent was sent through the window on purpose. There is a note in the scullery threatening mister Saul's life should he refuse to leave town. I have left it where I found it- to show everyone."
Peeking out from behind Mazra and Vara, Vark halts his performance. "Is it dead?"
After hearing Vara's suggestion of food for the woman, Vark hurriedly flags down a cook and requests all manner of culinary delight, expressing the need for urgency.
Overhearing mention of the note, Vark slips into the scullery. He picks it up to examine it further, and his hand begins to shake as he realizes it's implication. "It looks like Saul's past has come back to haunt all of us..." He looks around to the others with nervous, desperate eyes.
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"Thank you. Desna truly smiles upon such a warm soul," she says sweetly. She's somewhat unsteady on her feet as you lead her to food and rest. "My name is Gildi. I've never had my employers treat me with such kindness before. The last place I worked for," she pauses to sigh, "they would've had my job for this. I didn't even see that snake under the basin until I moved it for cleaning!"
Saul grunts and says, "I'm not too keen on the idea of letting out rooms for free. I like you, though, and you're a junior partner, so I'll let it happen this time. Trust me, though, make a habit of it and it'll be coming out of your pay. Gotta keep this place in business after all."
Curiously, he continues, "What happened, anyways? I can't have people getting attacked in my hall! Look into it and let me know how this happened.
"I would like to think the people here would care for me as well, if I were hurt." Vara explains to the poisoned woman kindly, "This is a dangerous place after all, so it is all the more important that we care for each other so long as we live under the same roof."
Standing, she waves in everyone offering to help her. Then looking back to her, "What happened to you could have happened to anyone. The only one to blame for it would be whoever placed the serpent there. And I have a feeling I may know who that was..."
She looks at the many rich foods Vark had brought to the woman, and shakes her head saying. It all looks delicious to her, but probably not the best for someone who is feeling very sick. "Do you think you keep some of this down, or shall we find you something milder?"
"With all due respect, mister Saul, Gildi is one of our own. Our ability to survive in this city would be better if we all cared for one another so long as we share the roof." As she speaks, she looks Saul in the eye, and then suddenly hides behind a curtain of blonde hair.
"If it would be troublesome for her to have a separate room, she could stay in mine until she is recovered." She mutters quickly after a short pause.
In response to Saul's question of what happened, she looks around at the others, and taking a breath as she brushes her golden tresses from her face, "A snake was found under a washing basin while Gildi was cleaning the scullery. I believe it was planted deliberately- based on how it was found, and on a note someone left. I would suspect Zincher... though if you know of any group in particular who are fond of using snakes for assassinations... If not, I would like to take a closer look at it. If it is a rare kind of snake, perhaps there is a certain place someone would have to go to get one. That would be a lead for us to find out who is behind all this."
Tamiro slouches down in the corner, leaning back against a wall as he sheaths his small blade, feeling a bit sicker from the snakes venom. Waving at Vara to continue he says, "Ah, takes a bit more than a snake to put me on my back. Help the woman."
Thinking he mutter to no one in particular, "I did not know this land had such venomous serpents."
As Vara tends to his wounds he grunts his thanks, a slight nausesness welling up. "Arigatō. I feel a nights rest could do me wonders though."
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Saul grunts and says, "I'm not too keen on the idea of letting out rooms for free. I like you, though, and you're a junior partner, so I'll let it happen this time. Trust me, though, make a habit of it and it'll be coming out of your pay. Gotta keep this place in business after all."
Curiously, he continues, "What happened, anyways? I can't have people getting attacked in my hall! Look into it and let me know how this happened.
"Well Saul the next time someone sends a viper your way, and tries to kill one of your servants, then I will gladly pay for the room," Mazra feeling a bit annoyed with Saul at the moment. "Or trust me, we could let the viper finish its task. You think about that." Mazra gives Saul a stern look, then walks away to go fill his tankard.
Thinking he mutter to no one in particular, "I did not know this land had such venomous serpents."
As Vara tends to his wounds he grunts his thanks, a slight nausesness welling up. "Arigatō. I feel a nights rest could do me wonders though."
As Vara tends to Tamiro's snake bite symptoms, she seeks to make conversation, giving him encouragement, in her own way.
"Some people... where I come from, say that a serpent's venom is a blessing. Should one be bit, and then recover, there is strength to be gained in that."
She tests his vision by getting him to follow her fingers in the air, then asks him to breath while she listens to his breath. Between checks for symptoms of poison, she continues her thoughts.
"There are many serpents, great serpents and ancient wyrms that gnaw at the roots of the world. Their venom causes suffering, and madness, yet it is the source of all magic. Odyn- or Nethys, as you Southroners call him, saw this when he was strung to the Ash Tree..."
She looks him over one last time, convinced he is no longer withering from the venom, merely still feeling its first affects.
"The zest of life is a struggle against the poison in the depths of the world..." She muses, half to herself. "From suffering comes strength..." She then whispers to herself.
With a sudden tremor, and a last check of her healing work, she looks at Tamiro with piercing, inquiring jade-blue eyes through a curtain of blonde tresses.
"Every tree has roots, Tamiro. You may think it unimportant, where you are from, but I would like to know your story, if you would share... Perhaps in the morn, if you do not wish to speak at present."
Vara checks on both patients throughout the night. Once both are sleeping, she would share another tankard of ale with Mazra, and practice her Varisian with him. She would especially request happy folk tales or amusing stories of people from his past... kind people from the South.
She would also try to get Vark and Nel to join them as well, as those two also must have wonderful stories to tell.
Lacking the skills to assist them with their wounds, Vark fusses over the injured, taking it upon himself to ensure Gildi and Tamiro are fed and comfortable.
Once the patients are securely tucked away in their beds, Vark happily joins Mazra and Vara in the common room, telling his fair share of stories (omitting the catastrophe at the Rose and Rake) from his days spent travelling across Varisia with the Umbra Carnival. He sips a crystal flute of red wine and it makes short work of his small stature. Before realizing it, Vark's eyes take on a glazed appearance as he begins to sway on his stool and slur his words.
Slapping his knee at a joke he already forgot the punchline to, "Heh heh ha ha hee hee HEEEEE. Ah, the life on the road! W-what a wonderful t-time in my life. Hic! I will shay, however, that thesh weary old bonesh are happy to finally shettle down in a place of my, ah, excush me, our, own. Ha hah ha!"
Wiping his mouth with the back of his hand he staggers to his feet, taking up his sloshing crystal chalice, "To many yearsh of proshperity at the Golden Goblin!" He holds up his glass, aiming to brashly clink it with the others, before Vara quickly relieves him of his grip, saving the goblet from shattering to bits.