The Reclamation of Zahvroma (Inactive)

Game Master Signore di Fortuna

Ashram returns with a hot meal for Ulli. "Just a few more minutes, I promise."

Charity nods and bows her head to pray for the first time in a long time. She didn't know what would happen tomorrow, but it would be the first day that her life was her own.

Gwen tugs on Cyna's sleeve. "Can you get the other half, Mother? Mr. Hadrinn only takes five pounds of meat as payment, but that still leaves us with a lot."

"Ah," Dillon says, closing the door behind them. "You can set those things on the table, if you want."

Marie opens the door for Alethiro after he knocks a couple of times. "Alethiro, what is it?"

She nods and sets the crossbow and bolts on the table before looking back at him, "Soooo....did you happen to find that item that I lost in your room last time?" She asks with a smirk.

"What item? Ohhh...yes, I found that," Dillon says, taking Rajni in his arms.

Putting her arms around him she makes a soft humming sound in the back of her throat before purring softly in his ear, "Mmmmm....good." She responds while running her hands down his back.

Dillon tenderly kisses Rajni's neck. "How about we take this to the bedroom?"

"Have you seen Arista?"

Is Yulia going to respond to my post?

Sorry, got buried under posts.

"What is it?" Yulia asks with a hint of concern.

Marie shakes her head. "Not since this morning."

"Sure." Cyna says taking up the rest of the meat. She turns to Hadrinn and waves. "Thanks Mr. Hadrinn" she parrots.

Hadrinn guffaws. "Since when did you start adding a 'Mr.' to my name?"

Stepping inside the house, and guided Yulia to the couch. After closing the door and locking it, Drago removed his cloak. Yulia could clearly see the two rips in the back of his shirt. Turning to face her, he said, "Now, try not to upset." Closing his eyes, the Dhampir brought forth his pale, bat-like wings. "These appeared this morning."

Alethiro's tone grew a bit anxious, "Did she say anything about what she had planned today?"

"Since my daughter made it sound so adorable." Cyna answers.

"Just that she had to talk to Barclay," Marie answers.

Hadrinn smiles. "Have a good evening."

Gwen heads to the door and waits for Cyna.

Yulia puts her hands over her mouth. "Is that a Summoner ability?"

Dillon tenderly kisses Rajni's neck. "How about we take this to the bedroom?"

Giving him a slight smirk she says, "Wowwww....you must be able to read my mind now because I was just thinking the same thing." She beckons him with a single finger as she turns to head into the bedroom ahead of him.

Pulling the wings back in, Drago answered, "Yes. But what's troubling is that I didn't will it to happen. They appeared of their own volition and I'm not entirely certain why. I have a theory, but it's worrisome if it's true." He turned away from Yulia and leaned against the doorway into the kitchen. "I told you once before that I had been a monster, and now, it seems as if that part of me is coming back. I just...........I just feel so lost. And afraid."

With her eyes closed as her head lays gently on Rhy's shoulder she prays silently. Listen I don't know what God or Goddess Charity follows...but please be with her now. She has been through so much and deserves some peace and happiness however she may find it. Thank you for allowing us to be there for her and for keeping me from doing something that I would have regretted later on. Sometimes I feel so small and insignificant....I feel like what I do has such little impact and I get so angry with myself when I realize that others have been oppressed and hurting right under our noses. Please...please help all of us in the days to come. Let everyone have a good restful time while we're here with our loved ones and help those that aren't as fortunate as us. Give us strength, courage, and wisdom to deal with the trials to come and give us patience and understanding when dealing with our friends and family.....even the ones that frustrate us sometimes. Let them know that we are always here for them no matter what and that we love them. Just....help us all. She keeps her eyes shut in quiet meditation as they wait for Brother Ulli to finish his meal.

Yulia goes to Drago and rubs his back. "If you were a monster or becoming a monster, the wings wouldn't just come and go. You might be overthinking things just a little love."

She wraps her arms around him. "You're not lost, you're home. And you have nothing to fear as long as I am with you."

Dillon follows Rajni into the bedroom, a smile on his face. "Really? How strange."

A cleric in ornate vestments comes out of the back. He clears his throat. "Which one of you is in need?"

Charity looks up. "That would be me."

She approaches the cleric and points to where the broken ribs are. "I have a couple of broken ribs that probably should be attended to."

"I am Ulli, faithful servant of Sarenrae," the cleric says. He kneels in front of the halfling and places a hand where Charity indicated. "Oh, Sarenrae, fill this vessel with your healing light and mend what has been broken."

A warm pulse of light goes through the halfling and she instantly feels better. "There you are. While we usually ask for a small donation for such services, I will take no coin. I have done this is in the name of justice."

Ulli smiles and bows before heading to the back once more.

She sort of giggles again as she bounces onto his bed, looking at Shamara she points to the door and gives her the command for "guard". Huffing out a breath the cat pads over to the door and lays down in front of it, "Well...at least now I won't feel like we have an audience. And it's really not that strange. You know what they say, great minds think alike...or something like that. Come here." She practically purrs as she gives him another grin.

Charity heads back to Tesia and Rhadaya. "So, I guess we can look for Arista now."

Dillon comes closer to Rajni. "I can't say no to that."

Tesia nods but stays seated until Brother Ulli has gone back to the back. Getting up she takes a platinum piece out of her pouch and walks up to the coffers at the front of the church before putting it in bowing her head momentarily before heading back to Rhy and Charity, "This is my home and as this Temple is here for the use of everyone and I'm here quite often when we are home...I would have left a donation regardless. The Gods and Goddesses that we all follow have been good to us and blessed us time and again. I could never come into a place of worship and not leave a donation."

Sighing she rubs her temple, "I guess we'll start by going to the docks. Barclay said she was looking for a sea captain."

As he nears her, she simply takes hold of the front of his clothing and pulls him down to her as she arches her back and stretches to reach his lips, locking him in a deep and passionate kiss.

Charity nods. "Right behind you."

Rhadaya smiles, seeing the pain with Charit's movements, hell just breathing, fade from the halfling's eyes. "Sounds like a plan"

Dillon puts his arms around Rajni and holds her close as they kiss.

Taking Rhy's hand she gives it a kiss before heading out of the Temple and towards the docks.

Once they reach the docks she looks for someone to talk to. Finding some sailors loading cargo on a ship she approaches them, "Excuse me...I was wondering if any of you had seen a rather large, metallic looking woman with wings around here earlier today? She most likely had a child with her, a little elven girl with braces?"

Drago turned around and wrapped his arms around her, holding her close, "That's what I needed to hear." Tears began streaking down his face. He didn't want to let her go, and he couldn't hold back anymore. Uncontrollably, the Dhampir began weeping.

Yulia continues to hold onto Drago, supporting and comforting him.

The sailor nods and points further down the dock. "Aye, she talked with Captain Hobb over yonder."

"You as well." She says joining Gwen at the door. "Eager to get back home?" She asks.

She nods, "Thank you." She walks down the dock to where the sailor points. Getting the older gentleman she asks, "Excuse me, would you happen to be Captain Hobb?"

The older, scarred man nods, clenching his pipe between his teeth. "What can I do for you?"