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Carth looks around at the group discussing things. "This is far more than I signed up for. I'll find answers elsewhere. Good luck in this forsaken place. Maybe I'll find Mahonrai he seemed like he might be able to tell me a few things" With that the Aasimar slings his sword over his shoulder and exits the temple.
Carth takes the scroll from Androushan. "Well that answers my question. Seems our angel friend has been reassigned. Guessing he won't be back"
Cath shakes his head and looks about the room. "Where's Mahonrai?"
Spoiler: "so what do I do now? Where are my companions?"
Spoiler: Carth scratches his brow and squints at the winged woman. "I have a job eh? What's that? And who are you? And where am I? And why does everyone keep talking in riddles. What's this ancient evil?"
Carth slumps to the ground, blood oozing from the vicious claw marks in his chest.
Carth casts Color Spray on the priestess and any other foes he can catch without hitting allies.
Ah, he will target just the priestess then.
Round 2 Carth paused to take in hi surroundings but Waited too long and suddenly his foes were moving, taking down Brunhild swiftly and brutally. Shaking his head clear Carth dashes forward and opens his mouth wide spitting forth a flash of swirling colors at the enemy..
My bad on missing that turn. I missed the switch from surprise round into round 1.
Carth moves around to the left, beginning to circle the other group.
Carth follows behind Mahonrai, turning to the others before he goes.
It is very hard to keep invested in the game when there are only short nudging posts. The nature of PvP insists that we have some longer story driving posts to react to. It doesn't seem like we've really made any progress for a while.
"well so much for our little adventure." he too follows the group
Carth hisses back "Yup, that's unnerving"
Carth rapidly weaves his hands in a brief series of signs and mutters quietly to himself. For a second a careful observer can see an aura, vaguely reminiscent of a dragons scales flash across his skin but it quickly fades.
Carth looks around at everyone drawing weapons. "Did I miss something? Are we about to get in a fight?" He slowly draws his own sword.
Carth follows along, whistling quietly to himself. He seems to have a bit more pep in his step now that they're on their way.
"well let's get out there!"
"Perhaps gibberish was the wrong word, he was cryptic and it seemed like nonsense until I thought on it a bit. But he mentioned there might be answers for me in some ruins. He said something about a dwarven monastery to Ashlyn... Oh and he also said not to wake the evil that slumbers below, but we'll cross that bridge when we come to it."
"this is all quite exciting, much better than all the reading I was expecting today. Seems we have a heading!" Carth responds to Mahonrai's question of Zegeneva. "There was a spooky man at the kirk who told us a bunch gibberish which it turns out was impressively relevant"
Carth cant help but laugh when the workers duck and cover. "I know he's impressive but come on, lets be polite"
Carth keeps pace beside Mahonrai, taking two steps to the angel's one.
"Alrighty then, lets get out of here."
Carth looks through the crowd at Anatoli. "I like him." "It seems our little has group has grown into a real merry band. Not to rush anyone but the more I hear about all this the more I think it would benefit us to get to the bottom of all this rather quickly. To the Lumber Consortium first?"
Carth looks back at Ashlyn with a gleam in his eye, half mischievous, half perfectly innocent. "Hmmm? Nope, never met them in my life, but they look like interesting folk, just like you, HA! Besides, it not like we really no what we're looking for, maybe some one of them has a few ideas."
Carth leans back against the wall, hand on his chin.
Carth leads the way to Goose n Gander.
Carth holds back a full laugh, opting for a quiet chuckle instead. "Look at me." He point at his horns with a thumb "If everyone was judged on their origins alone than I would be just as bad, but I prefer to judge people on their character. From the little I've seen of you you're a perfectly pleasant woman, and I've no doubt you can take care of yourself if it comes down to it. And the fact that you live and work in this Kirk is extremely interesting, I would love to hear more about that." Carth extends a hand to Zegeneva "Carth, pleasure to meet you. And glad to have you with us." "Thank you Lady Cirthana. Let's be off!"
"Well then, I'll go and talk to this Brickasnurd fellow, and then see what I can find in the ruins. If mysterious men are warning people about them, you can bet your left arm there's something interesting in there. Where can I find him? And come to think of it, where can I find that dwarven monestary?" Carth looks at Ashlyn. "Ashlyn, I understand you may be bit hesitant to leave the Kirk, but a companion would be welcome if you're interested, especially if I'm to enter these ruins." to Zegeneva "And I didn't catch your name, but your welcome as well. I figure everyone wants to know whats going on with this sickness."
Carth glances at the newcomer. but doesn't seem to notice anything out of the ordinary. "The man in the blue robes? Now that you mention it, he said something strange to me too. Lady Cirthana, who was that man before?"
@GM - just wondering if Ovan was meant to say "contradictions" when he spoke to Carth, as suppose to "contractions"?
@Ashlyn GM may be referring to Ovan's posts from the kirk, not sure about a maiden though.
"Well it would be a contradiction, almost unheard of, which is why i'm so interested. Besides it would appear that you harbor devils in your church which seems a contradiction of its own. Not that I mind, she seems amiable enough and I'm sure there is a good story there. But it is quite unusual, I have been turned away from such places on the grounds of my appearance alone."
Carth accepts the tea and sips its slowly, careful not to burn himself.
"Either way, Lady Cirthana. My name is Carth I've only arrived recently but I was hoping you might help me with my research."
"See, im an aasimar, my parents too, as pure blood as they can be according to the history books. Clearly, that isn't entirely true. Somehow the blood of demons runs in my veins, and maybe a bit of dragon as well. I surely don't want to know what family dinners were like. I was hoping to find some information here, on angels, demons, dragons, or any combination of the former. My search so far has lead me no where."
"Tea would be nice, thank you."
Carth makes his way to the Kirk to find Lady Cirthana. He knocks on the outside door before entering. "Lady Cirthana? Its Carth, I was hoping to talk with you a minute."
Carth, taps the counter and begins to leave. "Well, thanks for the tip, catch ya soon Jak." He heads out the door, flipping up his ratty hood to cover his horns. He heads off down the road to see if he can find Lady Cirthana. Carth whistles quietly as he walks, he almost seems to dance a little jig as he walks.
Carth wolfs down the last few bites of his lunch. He hurries over to the bar, drops his plate, and calls over to Jak. "Hey, Jak! you got a second? Is there someone or somewhere in town with a good record of Falcon's Hollow's history? There's a few things I want to check out."
Carth slides down the bar to join the angel and his companions.
Almost as an afterthought to Zegenva. "And I like your horns, and he's right about the hoods, both of you. I understand the desire to remain hidden" He gestures at his own small horns. "But embracing your heritage is important, and it feels good not to hide all the time."
"Eh, drugs, enchantments, it can be hard to tell the difference once under the influence." Carth heads over to the bar. "So Duke, what's the gossip right now? Any exciting drama I've missed?"
Celestial:
"Oh right, my bad" "Well I dunno if either really suits me. Although a nice cave if you throw some furs in there, maybe add a door. I think that could be pretty cozy." Carth returns to his seat and looks up at Joanne.
And is no one else wigged out that everyone here is like seven feet tall, whats in this ale? Am I going to grow?" |
