"No, not me."
"Well, tomorrow morning, I will for sure pray for miracles from Remember to handle the weather," opines the cleric. "Time to immerse myself in warm water now, though."
Since the group gets a good night's sleep before leaving Fort Rannick and they know that they'll be hustling to Turtleback Ferry the next day, Isabella strikes up a jaunty but staccato tune on the way. Something about the tune keeps feet up and spirits high during the lengthy slog through the mud.
By the time the group reaches the Turtle's Parlor, Isabella is well and truly done with keeping on the magical tune. Though the spell bolsters her to keep singing as long as she focuses on it, eight hours of walking concentration still isn't easy.
She gratefully accepts a mug of a local warm beverage to soothe her throat and nurses that for a while before she, too, decides that she'd best have a bath and a chance to clean her garments.
She heads for the baths just as Kizzy is getting out. Stifling a yawn, she says, "Kizzy, I'm a little worried about all this rain. It's going to come down the mountain and straight through the valley here. You or anyone know how to pilot a boat, just in case?"
"There are those who might believe that a Valdemar leaves his mother's breast straight into a life at the Rusty Dragon and the Pixie's Kitten. Not so. Noone sees the early mornings, fishing in the rain, the brutal cold of the end of season. Not sure that it makes me a fisher or a captain, but I logged the time. When my parents were taken from me, at least there was no talk that I hadn't earned my name."
Konrad pauses for just a moment, "My father used to say that a little tain was good fro the soul. As a child, I had always assumed he was speaking of the fish."
Studies his spellbooks.
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"There are those who might believe that a Valdemar leaves his mother's breast straight into a life at the Rusty Dragon and the Pixie's Kitten. Not so. Noone sees the early mornings, fishing in the rain, the brutal cold of the end of season. Not sure that it makes me a fisher or a captain, but I logged the time. When my parents were taken from me, at least there was no talk that I hadn't earned my name."
Konrad pauses for just a moment, "My father used to say that a little pain was good for the soul. As a child, I had always assumed he was speaking of the fish."
"The Pixie's Kitten?" says Isabella with a look of skepticism. "Trading one breast for another?"
"Anyway, if you can handle a boat, I have a feeling that skill might be useful," she says. "I'm still going to prepare some magic to deal with water hazards, just in case."
She plucks at her muddy clothing and says, "Speaking of water hazards, time to go immerse myself. Of course everything's going to get rained out tomorrow, but at least I can get rid of some of the ogre gore and road-mud. Kizzy already got cleaned up, you gonna do the same, Konrad?"
Kizzy will, as always offer Prestidigitation to clean anyone's gear that doesn't have the spell themselves.
Kizzy will, as always offer Prestidigitation to clean anyone's gear that doesn't have the spell themselves.
"Oh gosh Kizzy, I don't want to reduce you to a laundry-lady, but if you could use magic to clean my garments while I am in the bath, I would owe you in a significant way."
Runt take Kizzy up on the service, even though she was planning on ordering a bath. You never know what might happen and the two are not mutually exclusive.