
Triel Siadon |

Triel nods. "Understandable."
And give them enough time, and they might not panic if I take my helmet off.

Triel Siadon |

Triel clears her throat. "So, what else has been going around lately? I have to admit, I'm rather curious about this town."
Diplomacy: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (5) + 8 = 13 +1 if Charming applies = 14

Jack Churchill |

Sheriff mentioned them during our little chat, that's all.
Sorry for the delay, but I'm good now, if you would like to procede to the hunting.

DM KLS |


Vanyalanthiriel Giliath |

Five years past? Vanya thinks for a moment, trying to remember what was going on five years back. She smiles, a bit embarassed, a she realizes she had no idea Sandpoint was even a town five years ago. "Forgive me Father, but you'll have to enlighten us about your non-conclusion, possibilities and non-facts." The waif grins, thinking herself mighty clever for not making a case where even the old priest will not.

Triel Siadon |

Triel folds her arms. "So, this sort of thing has happened before? May I inquire what happened those 5 years ago?"
Diplomacy (If Needed): 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (16) + 8 = 24 +1 if Charming applies = 25
She glances over at Cian, wondering what he's up to. The sight of the redheaded girl trying to get his attention causes her to smirk behind her helmet again.
Well, well, well. Looks like you have an admirer.
She looks back to Father Zantus.

Ithylia Nassym |

Bardic Knowledge: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (3) + 3 = 6+5 more if Local
I'll take that as a clueless on this XD
Ithylia was only partially hearing the conversation after Father Zantus suggested a song would do the people here good. She was racking her brain torn between different songs, trying to decide which one or ones would be the best here.

DM KLS |

The beautiful woman who asks you shyly turns her head down slightly. I was wondering... I saw the way you use your voice to command power, and I was hoping... I'm having a little trouble at my father's shop, you see. If it isn't too much trouble for you, will you help me out?"
You can make a knowledge local check to identify her and her father's supposed shop if you would like, any one here anyways.

Triel Siadon |

Triel looks over at Cian again, this time really taking note of the redhead speaking with him. She looks back to Father Zantus.
"Would you excuse me for a moment?"
She walks over to Cian & his new friend.
"Well, Cian, you certainly have a way with women, don't you?" She asks, a smirk on behind her helmet.
She looks to the redhead. "My apologies, I don't believe we've been introduced. You may call me Triel. Who might you be?" She asks, putting on her friendliest voice.
Diplomacy: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (19) + 8 = 27 +1 if Charming applies = 28
Wow, I'm using up all these good rolls...

Ithylia Nassym |

K.Local+Bardic Knowledge: 1d20 + 7 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 7 + 1 = 10 And I'll spend those bad rolls!
Ithylia's brain was filled with thoughts of butterflies and music. She saw some red-headed lady talking to Cian that she couldn't place but she didn't worry about that. She couldn't resist the draw of performing and really it could help cheer people up. She pulled out her fiddle and started up a song. It was slow at first before speeding up and getting more lively as it went. She even at a point started to dance some the livelier the song became.
Taking 10 for a 17 in Perform(string) I don't trust the dice roller to not ruin Ithylia's good intentions right now. Also taking 10 for a 17 in Perform(dancing) as well if you need a roll for either.
And the song that I feel she would be playing. It just feels right.

DM KLS |

[ooc]You're good to go Ithylia. You don't fall over and your music seems to help liven the mood a little.

Triel Siadon |

Triel arches an eyebrow in confusion behind her helmet.
...did I do something wrong? Well, aside from exist, I mean?
Sense Motive: Where Did I Go Wrong?: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (1) + 5 = 6
"I'm sorry, did I interrupt something, Shayliss?" She looks between Cian & Shayliss, still making an effort to smooth things over.
Diplomacy: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (13) + 8 = 21 +1 if Charming applies = 22
Perhaps I should just have let Cian speak with her alone. She's obviously more interested in him anyway.

DM KLS |

You don't sense anything harmful or deceiving Triel.

Triel Siadon |

Triel shrugs (*clink*).
"Very well then."
With that, she turns and heads back to Father Zantus, leaving Cian & Shayliss alone together.
I swear, there are times when I cannot understand the behavior of surfacer women... some of them are so meek and pitiable.
"My apologies for wandering off like that, Father. You mentioned that two of your faithful in the fire? May I inquire as to who they were?"

DM KLS |

Lowering her head slightly with a slight blush, Shayliss responds back. "I didn't mean to be rude to your friends. We all owe you thanks for sure. But as I said, I was hoping that you'd be able to help me out with a small rodent problem." She comes up close to Cian, resting one hand on his shoulder, the other on his chest while looking back up at him. I would be very grateful and would be able to pay you back..."
Nobody seems to respond to the question at first Ithylia, but it's not long before someone pipes up and says that the upbeat tune was welcoming to them.

Triel Siadon |

It's not as extravagant as the spires of Zirnakaynin, but it has its own charm, I suppose.
She briefly glances at Vanya, Ithylia & Cian before looking back at Father Zantus. "I must admit, I had not thought the clergy of Desna to be the sort to have children. Who was she, to warrant such a guardian?"

Triel Siadon |

"Different? How so?"
Nualia doesn't sound like a drow name... but I still should hear this.

DM KLS |


Triel Siadon |

Triel says nothing, instead leaning back.
"Do you suppose she'd have liked this place?" Triel looks around the cathedral again.

DM KLS |

Shayliss looks at Cian as she starts to pull on his hand. "Well follow me then, please, I'd like to rid the store of those vermin before my father gets back."

Triel Siadon |

Triel nods at Father Zantus. "Very well, then."
Walking away, she turns to Vanya & Ithylia. "Well, Cian is a bit indisposed at the moment. Do any of you have a preference as to where we should go next?"

Jack Churchill |

perception: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (4) + 6 = 10

Ithylia Nassym |

At the crowd's suggestion, Ithylia smiled big and started into a merry jig, dancing along with it. She encouraged those there to joi in, but she didn't force the issue. Her music was doing them some good. When Triel and/or looked her way, she motioned for them to join as well.

Triel Siadon |

Hearing the jig start up, and seeing the happy expression on Ithylia's face caused Triel to sigh.
She's incorrigible. And infectious.
Disguise (Minor Details Only): 1d20 + 4 + 5 ⇒ (15) + 4 + 5 = 24
The so-called stoic, armoured elf checks to make sure her helmet is securely fastened before joining in the fun.
Perform (Dance): Because, Why The Hell Not?: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (19) + 4 = 23
Not that she's one to brag (alright, fine, she very much is), but she proves herself to be an incredible dancer. One can only imagine how well she can dance when she's not wearing enough metal armour to stop a blade.
Look at yourself. You're dancing. The drow don't dance. And even if they did, they wouldn't dance like this.
The thought put a strange smile on Triel's face behind her helmet.
Perfect, then. That's why they'll never suspect a thing.

DM KLS |

[ooc]Can you two roll me initiative checks please?

Triel Siadon |

Triel finishes her dance, smirking under her helmet as always.
"Well, shall we be off?" She asks Ithylia & Vanya. "I'm hoping to unload that weapon I picked off of the goblin leader at the nearest smithy."

Jack Churchill |

initiative: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (11) + 3 = 14

Ithylia Nassym |

Ithylia gives a flourish of a bow as she finishes and the dancing ends. It made her happy to help ease their woes with music. Putting her violin back away, she gave a respective bow at the shrine of Desna. 'Help heal their hurting hearts as they continue to travel their chosen paths.' With a smile she turns to follow Triel and Vanya out since Ciel was gone with his lady friend. They could catch up with him later. "Sure! Let's go!"

Triel Siadon |

Triel smirks under her helmet and starts out of the cathedral. She squeezes her eyes shut as the sunlight shines into them once more.
I swear, I'll never get used to this...
"Anyway, I think I saw something like a smithy on the way here..." Triel says before starting back down the street labeled Church Street.

DM KLS |

As you see the bushes rustle even more, they seem to move around you from the left to the right. Whatever it is, it seems to have the intent on staying hidden.
Jack is next.

Triel Siadon |

Triel reaches the door to the store called 'Savah's Armoury' and opens it, momentarily savouring the relief of stepping out of the sun.

Jack Churchill |

Jack will climb down from his horse, and move towards the sound, drawing his ax as he walks, and he begins singing.
perform sing: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (9) + 3 = 12
Kill the pig! Cut her down!
Spill her blood upon the ground
If she sprints and leaves us humble
Surely our bellies will be a grumble.