Chuckling, "I think you are safe from book throwing, Ake. But if any of us need help reading them or learning spells, we know who to ask."
"Well... not to be uncouth, but clearly there are several of us who are curious as to what this cache of knowledge holds. As well as the common trade tongue and my home language, I am versed in the languages of the giants, as well as some of the darker things that go bump in the night. If any of the tomes are in those scripts, I will happily translate for those that do not speak or read them."
Ake's ears visibly drop at having to wait to look at books.
Even trying her hardest, she still has a sad pout face.
Aye, I am curious as well. However, I just do not think that looking into this on the day of a funeral is a good thing.
It just has a bad feeling of dark portents.
As to what I can understand, the Giant tongue, the common trade language, the language of trade in the dark halls of the long dark ways, and of course, my own language.
Ravel smiles at Terrance and speaks low in a language that sounds like grinding stones. "Budem musieť dávať pozor, čo hovorím okolo vás."
I can translate the words of angels, haflings, dragons and of course goblins. I am very good with words, so I can assist others if they wish it.
Dances from foot to foot.
Ravel will extend her arm as she speaks to allow the scorpion to climb or inspect her.
"Oh Ake I would simply love to hear you singing hymnals in the songs of angels sometime. I'm quite certain few temples have ever had the pleasure."
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Terrance grins and responds in the same grinding langugage.
Iba niektoré z času.
As the councilman leaves, "Not much for warm welcomes, is he?"
Kendra seems to be a bit more relaxed now that the reading of the will is over with and the councilman has departed. "Ah, yes, well I'm afraid that you might all find that the people of Ravengro can sometimes be cold towards strangers. Given enough time, however, you'll also find that there is nothing that they like more than to gossip. I'm sure you'll both receive and be the topic of much gossip in the following month."
"I will leave it to you all to decide when we open the chest. I must admit I am a bit curious myself, but I am in no rush. Please, make yourselves at home and when you are ready, I can show you to your rooms."
So Ravel, do you wish to hold the chest for the night, and then we can open it in the morning ?
Terrance offers. This way it is guarded, and then we can satisfy our interest in the morning.
After all, what is one night in our month here?
"Why I'd be honored." Ravel smiles. "One night? Oh just the beginning of wonderful friendships, I hope."
Ioann suppresses a groan of disappointment before grudgingly returning to his seat. After drinking one last glass of fortified wine, he turns toward Kendra.
"Mulțumesc Lorrimor tău dor , mi-ar aprecia duc în camera mea. Good night to all." he says before standing and getting ready to go and get some rest.
"Very well, Ioann. I think we'll put you in the same room you stayed when you were last here, if that is alright with you?" Kendra asks as she leads you out of the sitting room and towards the stairs.
Aye, to new beginnings
When Kendra comes down, Terrance looks at her Lady Kendra, where might I take a bath, and then I will turn in myself.
Kendra shows you to the washroom and where you will be lodging before leaving you to tend to your needs.
After carefully sniffing the drinks, Ake chooses one. A simple stout, something to warm her but not cloud her thoughts.
As Ioann makes his exit, Odihna Ioann, și vise minunate pentru tine."
As Terrance also leaves with Kendra. "Dobrú noc, pán trpaslík. Príjemné sny."
Ravel chuckles as the scorpion combs through her raven locks. "Such a darling companion you have, Ake. No worries, Cuddles is much too large for Narcissa to take notice of."
And to you Lady Ravel responds Terrance in common, before heading the rest of the way up to the bath.
After the bath, Terrance will then head for the room set aside for him, and then go to sleep.
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Ake pulls a stool over and sits on it in front of Ravel. Before she had moved restlessly about the room, now she rests her gaze fully and unblinkingly on the women.
You are not like the other longshanks, are you?
Most of you tall ones would be screaming by now with Cuddles sitting on their head.
You are not all human that I can tell, are you now?
I saw your shadow, you know.
I am a monster, I look the part and play it if needed, I attempt to be more, but my most probable fate is to die on the end of a town guards spear.
What of you, lady of two eyes? What do you see with them, I wonder?
My tribe felt people with strange eyes could see the future, can you?
What do you see with your eyes?
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"Clever little one, you are. I had hoped the grey skies would hide my shadow, but yes, it shows more of me than I usually care to admit. I have tasted nightmares that would stop grown men, would make weaker persons gripped with terror, what is a simple scorpion compared to what my eyes see when I dream, and when others dream? I am a somnipathist, an oneiromancer- or more commonly, a dreamweaver. These eyes see into the land of sleep and dreams. If there are futures there, they are the ones we fabricate while we slumber."
"Jemný večer vám všem . Dobrou noc."
Finishing his drink and giving the container the books are in one last look, Orin excuses himself to bed down for the evening.
Dream rippers, I've heard it called. That, make you a witch then. So this bat must be your familiar.
It looks as the others are tired, I believe sleep is in order for us wicked ones as well. The sooner we nap, the sooner we can see what Petroes was hiding, yes? What is that language everyone keeps using, I am not familiar with it.
edit for wrong alias, again!
To Orin, "Somn ușor."
"Correct you are again, my new friend. Dream Ripper... I rather like that. Narcissa is my companion, she tells me what the stars wish for me to know." Ravel stands and approaches the chest. "Ake when Kendra returns, would you be so kind as to assist me in taking this to my chambers? Or if anyone else wishes to." Looking back to the goblin, "The tongue many of this house are speaking is called Varisian, the language of my father's people and these lands. Much more fluid than this common trade tongue of Taldane. As we spend our month here, I would gladly teach some of it to you, if you like."
Yes, please, I will learn. I will help carry the chest.
Kendra eventually makes the rounds taking you all to your rooms. The house is surprisingly large, but still some of you end up in small libraries or offices that Kendra has brought cots into or made up couches with linens in lieu of a bed. She apologizes that she didn't have time to do anything better for you, but you're all quite sure that this will still be far more comfortable than an inn. Especially since you aren't be charged for room and board.
When the morning comes, Terrance will be up with the sun.
He washes up, and then Prays / Meditates / does some light crafting for an hour.
He will then prepare his spells for the day, and then come down for Breakfast.
When Kendra is assigning rooms, Gellius speaks up, "I would prefer a place where I could spread these out in the morning," he says as he reaches around to take off his backpack. "Also, while this won't burn the house down, I wouldn't put me in a library."
Library please! Pretty please!
Ingrid silently takes in the conversation, learning more of her new companions by listening and observing. Stretching for a moment she smiles at Ravel.
"That would be an interesting language to learn. I speak the language of angels, like Ake, as well as that of Devils, the elves and the secret language of the Undead, the better to know the enemy." she says with a shrug.
The morning greets you all with the smells of ham sizzling away in a pan.
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Terrance goes through his morning routine as detailed above.
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Some people are probably awoken by the occasional explosions coming from Gellius' room in the morning, followed by the calls of "Don't worry! That was supposed to happen!"
Ravel chuckles. "So elves are you enemies, then? I would be happy to help you learn the tongue of my people as well, if you wish it."
Ravel wakes from strange dreams, dresses, allows her pet bat to alight on her shoulder, and makes her way to the common room to greet her new compatriots and hostess.
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Ingrid awakens and breathes deeply, realizing that today would be the beginning of what might be a dangerous exploration into the darkness that seemed to loom over the town. Slipping out from under the covers, she stands up, the clothing she had removed the previous night neatly folded and arranged in an orderly pile.
She stretches, leaving the blinds drawn shut, and lighting a candle in the dark room, she sits cross-legged on the bed, sky clad as she uses the flame to draw her focus, reaching out with her senses, centering herself on perceiving the delicate balance of life and death, part meditation, part prayer to Pharasma.
After about an hour she rises, donning her clothing and armor, and donning a midnight black cloak trimmed in silver, she makes her way downstairs towards the delightful smell of food.
Smiling as Ingrid approaches. "Good morning. Do we call you Sister, Mother, or some other term of the cloth? And mind the noxious fumes from Gellius' room... I can only hope he's having fun in there."
Smiling Ingrid shrugs. "I suppose Sister if you had to but Ingrid is just fine. I've really only been called that while in a church of Phrasma and usually only by clergy and acolytes."
She takes a seat. "Yes I noticed when I was coming down the hall, very....different."
Gellius walks into the dining room.
"Sorry about that, was doing some experiments with a sprig of sassafras in my enhancer and I didn't realize how much sulfur the reaction would give off. It should have interesting results though.
"I wonder what exciting stuff Kendra has in store for us today." He pauses for a moment as he looks at Ravel. "Huh, your eyes are two different colors. Are those magical contacts? Can one eye see differently than the others?"
After about 20 minutes or so, Terrance comes down the stairs.
Good Morning to all. Ladies, Gentlemen, by Torags armpit, what is that smell. wincing as the smell of sulfur drifts to him.
Almost enough to ruin the smell of the Ham
With that, Terrance grabs a plate of food, and sits up to the table.
"The only magic behind my eye coloration is that within my blood. To my knowledge they both perceive the same reality." Laughing at Terrance's observation, "I believe that smell is what Gellius would call progress. Well I know what is in store after we break our fast, feasting our eyes upon lies within the chest." Ravel's eyes light up with glee and curiosity.
Gellius interjects, "Hey! I don't if it's going to be progress yet. I have to test it first! Hopefully with a nice controlled test at the end of the day."
Gellius seems a little disappointed at Ravel's response, but any disappointment gets washed away by the mention of the chest. "Yes, it should prove to be exciting. Although we'll see what Kendra has in store for us first." Gellius reaches his arm over his plate to get something from the center of the table and a drop of red liquid spills out from a vial on his arm and onto his ham, making a sizzling noise. Gellius stares at it for a moment, then shrugs. "Meh, should still be safe," he says before eating it.
Ake instantly awakens when people begin to move around the house, years of light sleeping habits never go away.
Spells still within her mind from the previous day, Ake washes her face with care. The scars still hurt, even now.
Heading to the smell of cooking meat she enters the kitchen after passing "the smell".
That was not me, I swear it, I did not do that!
She pours some tea and eats her breakfast, feeding choice bits to Cuddles, who is sitting on the table with her.
Kendra seems much more composed this morning as she moves about the house light on her feet, head up, and shoulders back. "Good morning, everyone. I do hope that you all slept peacefully?"
After everyone else has their food, she sits down with you to eat her own breakfast. She frowns disapprovingly for half a second at Cuddles being on the dining table but says nothing about it and quickly moves on, "I will be gone for a while this morning, I must go to see Councilman Hearthmount to sign some papers for him and then to do a bit of shopping. You are all free to come and go as you please. I do ask, however, that you open my father's chest this morning. I will feel better knowing that plans have been made to fulfill his final requests."
She politely avoids commenting on the smell wafting not only from Gellius' room, but also from his clothing as well.
Lady Kendra, if you would be so kind as to leave the key for the chest, we will open it, while you are gone to see the councilman.
Terrance holds out his hand for the key.
Looks at Ravel, Do you need a hand bringing the chest down?
Ioann enters the room as Kendra demands that the group opens the chest today. As he does so, everyone can easily notice that great care has been taken in combing his hair, yet since it seem to have been cut by a blind barber, it still appears to be a mess. Also, many fine cuts can be seen on his freshly shaven face.
After staring at the pile of food and some stomach gurgles, the man puts down the long bundle of fabric that he was carrying yesterday and takes a seat next to Gellius and Orin, ignoring the smell of sulfure.
"Vă mulțumesc pentru mâncare." he says before digging in.
Hearing Terrance's suggestion:
"I believe this is a good idea, we can both help take this chest to the drawing room." he says, insisting upon the fact that he should help carry the chest.
I should have thought about bringing the chest in my own room... what if the others had failed to guard it!
Ravel wipes her mouth after eating. "My my, such strong willing men. Yes the chest is safely tucked into my chambers, if you would be so kind as to fetch it for us. Shall we see what lies in store before our kind hostess has her errands to run?"
She smiles and says to Terrance, "Taký jemný muž"
To Ioann, "Hľadáte pekný ráno, Ioann. Ďakujeme vám za vašu ponuku pomoci."