Overlord 2, the Other Guild

Game Master BloodWolven

Ill make a low sweep of the perimeter

With that Raven Fyr takes flight and begins to look for signs of where Myriana would pass. Survival: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (5) + 12 = 17

Desseer nods as Fyr lifts off and begins a flying search. He then looks around and begins wandering around the village looking for Myriana.

(I figure Desseer will wander around the village until Myriana emerges)

There is no reason for the side scene to slow down the main game.

Myriana eventually reappeared as Desseer wandered around looking for her and when he saw her she very much looked like the proverbial cat that ate the canary.

Desseer raises an eyebrow at Myriana. Despite that he says aloud, "Thank goodness I found you madam. I admit, I was a little concerned for your wellbeing when you disappeared earlier. Is everything well?"

A feminine voice comes from the hut, "Oh so this is Desseer? Where are your other friends orshould we go before they get out their pitchforks and torches?"

Iris in the air having a bit of problems...

The beautiful, for this homely village, woman steps behind Myriana. She is dressed provocativly with knee high stockings, a pointed hat, a cloak, and a nearly skin tight shirt that shows off all her curves. She claps her hands and the door folds up, a splashing sound can be heard inside, then a cauldron follows her out with an assortment of objects. "They can keep the hut." She says nearly to herself.

Fyr circles and then seeing Myriana heading back towards Desseer and she flys back down to land on his shoulder.

She found you. And brought food? No not food, a what or who is this?' She asked perched on his shoulder doing the weird bird stare at Myriana and the stranger

Desseer turns his head to the raven, "Ya'know, I'm not sure."

He then turns back to the new lady with a serious expression. "Please refrain from using that name," he says cooly. "I didn't introduce myself earlier to the people and I'd like to keep one of the names I go by withheld." His eyes narrow dangerously and he adds, "If you don't think that you can manage that, I can assist."

"That said," he continues, his demeanor completely changing to friendly as he addresses Myriana, "Myriana, I found out that a larger village and the capital of this kingdom is to the north along the coast. I'd like to make a stop at the larger one and then go to the capital. What do you want to do?"

Myriana was more than pleased to hear Iris come out of the house just after her and turned to watch as she magically gathered her things. "Do forgiver her Deseer, she is a bit loopy from...," she looked around cautiously before she added in a more roundabout phrasing, [v]feeding me, nya."[/b] She gave Iris astern look as she said, "You can refer to them as Great Ones for now nya."

Myriana looked back at her companions and then pulled Iris to her side, one hand going to rest on the woman's hip before she said, "This is my new pet nya, her name is Iris and she is a local who is more than willing to serve me nya. She can help us with many things I think, especially more modern magic nya."

' So not food, well for me. Sadness. Ill change back to myself when we get far enough from the village. Then I can see about game and surroundings under the cover of daekness.' Fyt said wondering what the fame and natural foods are around here. Though she did crave more raw meat then not. Probably the monster inside.

'Thats if I can, or are we going to be using a faster means of travel?'

She catches herself at hearing the negative tone Desseer was speaking to her with. She simply points out, "Ah, yes the Great Ones. Noted. If it is such a bother with them knowing your name we could kill them all."

Desseer closes his eyes and takes a deep breath. After the exhale, he opens his eyes upon Iris. "I will give you a minor amount of patience because you are Myriana's, and a minor amount more as it is likely you are not in your right mind," he says neutrally. He holds up an index finger, "Firstly, dead people are significantly less useful than manipulated living ones. Second," his adjacent middle finger raises, "the time. Third, the effort. Fourth, the chances that we don't manage to kill them all is high. And fifth, because I don't feel like continuing the list, I also don't feel like waging a war against an entire nation, which really harkens back to two and three," Desseer concludes with all his fingers raised. "All of that said," he continues with a hint of charm, "you do have an opportunity to move up in my book if you can provide us with some useful information about this Veil Kingdom, its structure, and its history. But not yet."

He then looks back to Myriana, "First, we need to begin heading to our next destination. I would prefer Drother, which is apparently half a day's walk north. I don't see a need to travel faster as I'd like Iris's information before reaching Drother. Also, this would allow Fyr to hunt. But this plan does include your pet, Myriana. So I'd like your thoughts."

Myriana nodded along in agreement with Deseer's points as to why killing everyone was a bad idea, he was very right on his points and she was quite glad that he was giving Iris another chance. As Desser gave his plan on what they should do Myriana nodded and said, "That sounds good to me nya. I know Iris will be more than happy to give us whatever information she can" she looked at Iris beside, "Isn't that right nya."

Also this forms time os limited so I am gonna fly ahead and find a nice place to shift back. I will watch for you. I might suggest grabbing a pack animal, Jimmy is leading franklin back to the Guild hall.' Fyr says as a bird and then caws at Myriana ans then Iris.

Also of she betrays us Ill eat her, slowly overtime as she remains alive and paralyzes within my webs!' Fyr reitorates waiting for a direction to head towards so she can change back.

Desseer nods. "The good news about there being a coast that persists in the same direction," he says with a playful smile, "is that it's easy to remember which direction is which." Desseer points to the coast and then points with his other hand about ninety degrees. "That way is north! Let's go!"

She nods in agreement with Myriana, recognizing they may treat her at best like a pet, and it is prudent to not speak.

They head north towards Drother. Soon enough Fyr finds them. Once out of sight of the fishing village she asks, Shall I begin with the broad strokes about the Veil Kingdom?"

With that answered she speaks to what the common man would know, "Its structure is that of a monarchy with lords as nobles as the land owners. There is no forced religion as many temples reside in the capital and the Veil's lands. Though evil doers should beware of the paladins and knights who are the main force in the armies and keeping peace in the lands. It's history you will need to ask specific questions for that. The Veil Kingdom is only a few hundred years old. The original king heir protected the lands from an army of goblins and shaiguins. The Dwarven Empire allowed us to cede from them and be our own country. Those early days were bloody as many lords thought they should rule and lost their heads for it."

k history: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (17) + 9 = 26

k nobility: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (11) + 3 = 14

Fyr becomes her large spidery self and smiles as she adjusts her web bundle and dresses herself as they walk. Eventually she looks at the woman snd asks.

" Question are you an agricultural power? I ask because so far all I have seen is agricultural efforts"Fyr says looking at the woman towering over them on jer spidery legs.

She seems amazed at seeing a drider! She recovers soon enough and tries to answer, "Yes I have the bountiful hex, which helps with agriculture. Please dont eat me!" The last part is squeaked out.

Desseer thinks for several moments.

"Are there paladins everywhere or just in the capital? Are the officials knights or paladins? Are there few officials or many? Do they know each other?"

"There are many agents and officials for the capital, none out this far though. Next village we might see a few. Knights are basically mounted defense forces for the larger towns, they are typically ruled by a lord, noble, or paladin. There are far fewer paladins outside of the capital compared to those within. If you see a great dust plume and likely it is a brigade of knights. Maintaining safety and visibility on the roads."

As Iris began to explain general information to them she found it interesting, and disturbing, as she considered what it all might mean to them, and her in particular as holy magics were her natural bane. "Will these patrols accost us if they see us? Will they attack us on sight if they realize what we are?"

Fyr smiles ans giggles." Depends morsel on you if you find yourself in my belly. Though if you femain a good girl I promise to drape you in finery. I know Myriana will appreciate it. Ooo do you like pink!"

After it moves to having to defend oneself, Fyr adjusts her crossbow and then thinks." Calavary would be advantageous here. Unless we alter the terrian in our favor. Personally mine is Traps, and quick strikes. Followed by a volley of magicand mundane."

" Though I do hate canned meat. Though if you think about it the knights come in there own cookware, is to roast! Ooo or capture a few alive and let my babies crawl under the can in a horrible prison of their own death." She giggles again gleefully as she looked back at thiswitch.

" So why choose monsters over humans?" She asked wondering why this meat qas so docile.

"You mean Mistress of the Night and Mistress of the Underdark?"/b] Indicating Myriana first and Fyr second. She slightly nods her head saying, [b]"Yew the paladins will likely send the command to attack if they realize what you are. Though I believe they need to be within 60 feet of you to detect."

She slowly responds, "Pink is not easily attained especially in the villages. ...I recognized a common thread with the Mistress of the Night. Peasants don't understand the arcane and my master is dead, best time as ever to find a new place with strong allies!"

Desseer stops walking for a moment and gestures for the others to do so as well.

"Paladins can be problematic but they only have basic detection magic. Here..," he says as he closes his eyes. Over the next several seconds he focuses on Myriana, then Fyr, then himself. Three times there is a minor swirl of air that culminates into a small burst of color that cascades over the individual and then dissipates.

"Alright," he says after it is all over. "Our alignments are undetectable for the next 48 hours." He then begins walking once more.

"How important are the officials? How do I spot them? How much do they communicate with each other?"

I cast an extended Undetectable Alignment on each of us

She relays as they make a quick stop, "Officials have many jobs, mostly to just collect tax. But as needed they could be a sheriff, clerk, mayor, judge, audicator, barrister, and the list continues. They all wear the same type of talberd with magical runes embedded in them. Though there are five types, brown, yellow, green, blue, and red. A white one is a novice and is in training, I was one before meeting my former master. Browns focus more on knowledge and keeping the history. Green focuses more on agriculture. Yellow focus more on the well being of the people. Blue focuses on water collection and flow. Red is focused on creating fire keeping the streets lit, fires burning and waste incineration. They may gain medals for merit, or years of service. The medals I have seen are clubs, stars, hearts, spades, diamonds, chevrons, squares, triangles, and circles. I know the circle means special merit which is around the other associated medals. The more medals the more clout they have."

" Thank you, though Ill need to figure out how to hide myself from normal soght. Though, at night its not as hard.Also we should camp soon. I need to eat I suspect she needs to eat, and I need to regain ky power to wild shape"

The droder continues to walk as she looks around. As she does she looks for sign of game.
Survival: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (13) + 12 = 25
perception: 1d20 + 15 ⇒ (5) + 15 = 20
Stealth: 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (13) + 14 = 27

After searching for about an hour you track down some coonies. You slowly walk up to them and are ready to strike and they don't know a threat is above them.

Fyr smiles as she uses a couple daggers to slay them.

Dagger: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (14) + 10 = 24
damage: 1d4 + 4 ⇒ (1) + 4 = 5

Dagger: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (9) + 10 = 19
damage: 1d4 + 4 ⇒ (1) + 4 = 5

Myriana nodded her thanks to Deseer after he cast his spell on each of them. That would help with the paladins sensing their alignments but not if they recognized her for what she was by her features. Considering the issue Myriana knew he would need to change her form if they came to better hide what she was. "Well, that is quite helpful nya. What can you tell us about magic nya? What are the most powerful mages you have heard of? Same thing about priests and such, how powerful of magic have you heard of them using nya?"

She relays, "There are myths and legends of heroes with arcane and divine that could cast the highest magic of seventh teir. During my work for the green officials, I heard about some magicians able to cast 5th teir magic. Though casting 3rd teir magic is magic is hard for most to attain without years of study."

"Interesting..," Desseer responds to Iris's information. "Seventh tier..."

After a few moments of musing he comes back to. "Myriana, can you look after us if we sleep? It would appear that this body does get tired."