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While grateful Cruentus harbors a sense of anxiety. He would love to continue forward, but navigating these woods tired seems foolhardy given the opposition they have already seen. "Well good sirs, I think it best if we retire and start early. Judging from our previous encounter, we will want all the daylight available to us. " -Posted with Wayfinder
"Community is.....important. I find it very admirable that dispute the location you and yours have still managed to carve out a place in the world. More so given the type of people that make up it's inhabitants. " -Posted with Wayfinder
Hey guys I'm going to try to post as much as possible this week however I travel year round and this week I'm in West Virginia in the mountains. This makes it difficult to post as I have next to nothing in the way of internet. Again I'll try to keep up, it's just difficult this week. -Posted with Wayfinder
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Onvyr puts his morningstar away when the combat has faded and moves to kick the now human corpse. "Hey Cruentus, looks like we killed your cousin. Any more family out here we need to worry about?" He crouches down and takes some of the blood of the shapeshifter and slips it into his spell component pouch. Trying his best to smile through the pain of gushing wounds , Cruentus lets out a chuckle. "believe me when I say that my "family" and I are not very close. " Is there an appropriate Knowledge skill to roll? My guess is Knowledge (local) but I wanted to make sure. Vasili dismounts gingerly, hopping for a moment on one leg. He frowns and takes a small wooden wand from inside his shirt, waves it over the wound, and tests his leg's strength after about a minute. Wand of Infernal Healing [9 charges remaining] Well, seems like we've drawn some attention. He looks around the group. You look hurt Cruentus, how bad is it? How about everyone else? He turns his attention to the wolves and the now dead "human". "Well it is definitely not good. I may need a bit to recover if we plan on continuing this course. "
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Seeing the size of the wolves and having an insight into a predators mind, Cruentus rushs to his companions of lesser stature to protect them from direct assault. He sublimates his urges till the time is rightand for now keeps his wits about him. His maw at the ready, salivating over the idea of ripping these beats apart.
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After fluttering around the canopy and hunting smaller vermin, Cruentus bestial senses starts to tingle. Thinking it best to rejoin the group on the ground he flutters down taking his hybrid form. Maw at the ready he cautiously looks around and back to the group as if to say "be ready". -Posted with Wayfinder
Looking to the ferryman, Cruentus speaks up. "And no nobles of note use this ferry? Perhaps within the last tenday?" -Posted with Wayfinder
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Once the ferry leaves Cruentus begins to shift into his hybrid form. Sublimating his urges to maul everything near, he looks to his companions as if to say "I'll take the flank". He then darts to the right and follows the group separately, paralleling their travel.
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Looking up at the sky Cruentus ponders. Shaking off these negative thoughts he mutters to himself "Its too early in the day for such thoughts. " Looking to his companions he sees in them something most do not understand. All of them outsiders in one way or another, and yet they serve the common man's ruler, granted at a handsome fee, but surely the brigand life would have suited any one of us just as well. Strengthened by his reassurance that they are all, at least in part, goodly folk he begins his reckless to the stables with renewed gusto. Looking to his companions he says -Posted with Wayfinder
The prospect of letting another join the ranks of undead troubles Cruentus and with that in mind he address his companions. "While the festival is sure to be a happy event, I think it's prudent we rescue the baron's daughter first. She may not have much time if our suspicions prove correct. " -Posted with Wayfinder
Looking to the bar wench as she speaks of the festival Cruentus asks "Will and nobles of note be attending the festivities?" -Posted with Wayfinder
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"You have nothing to fear from me unless warranted. It's just this topic hits closer to home than most. Just know that aside from the task at hand I require other information from this Redgrave when we meet him. " My old master, we will meet again soon if this pans out. "let us take refuge in this town. Perhaps closer this way we can get more information about the compound we head off to. " -Posted with Wayfinder
All this talk of vampires clearly unerves Cruentus. Flashing back to his early years his features start to shift, but before his full transformation gets underway he catches hold of himself and calms. Filthy undead, all they do is corrupt Once again embarrassed, Cruentus turns to move on once again, wanting to change the scenery, and turn his thoughts to more productive things, like finding the truth of the situation. -Posted with Wayfinder
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After flying into the trees Cruentus goes hybrid form as soon as he locates an ambusher, raging, then lashing out with a vicious bite.
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Flying out from one of his companions saddlebags, Cruentus flush into the trees to get a better look at the ruffling and the "child" -Posted with Wayfinder
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The thought of delaying their trip to question these fiends troubles Cruentus greatly and his expression shows it. If this family turns out to be anything like his experiences in my youth then the Barons daughter is indeed in trouble. "While I can agree that it is clear the law here is subject to how much gold you carry, I believe there is wisdom in not giving Redgrave any notice of our arrival. And if our suspicions are true as to the heritage of our would be bounty, then I believe it is in our's and the Baron's best interest to find his daughter as quick as possible. Perhaps afterward we can deal with our less than honorable law men. " -Posted with Wayfinder
Cruentus takes the meal and flips the servant a gold piece for a tip. Moving away from the group he turns away and ravonously downs the meal. Runturning to the group Cruentus listens in, digesting the revelations. Dhampirs! Maybe this redgrave family will have some sort of information on his old master. -Posted with Wayfinder
Waiting for a break in the conversation Cruentus says "surely to aid in the investigation, you wouldn't mind if we took the chest? The baron needs this issue resolved and the constables clearly are not moving fast enough. He would be most appreciative of anyone who were to aid us in this matter. " The tone and look that Cruentus gives says much more than his words. The impression given is " we are taking this , just accept it. " It is clear to the group that his hunger is making him irritable, as the previous implication was most likely unnecessary due to the helpful nature of the host. -Posted with Wayfinder
Seeing the servents enter the room Cruentus takes advantage of the opportunity and slips in. "Sorry I am running a bit late, but I am here now.". Hoping his bold entry forces the host to gloss over why he is just arriving. Seeing the chest Cruentus takes the initiative on that front. "May I ?" he then begins his inspection of the box, But on que his stomach let's out a roar in hunger, his eyes dart around taking quick note of the ammount of exsposed necks about. After a few seconds though he is able to put his feral hunger aside and regain control. Hoping everyone missed his slip Cruentus looks embarrassingly around. If I can find a place to transform I could get a scent of the man off this. Maybe even compare it to the balcony, but I need to eat something and quick, before it is I who becomes the problem the party faces. "Good sir, is there a kitchen in this establishment? If so and if it wouldn't be too much trouble I would love it if one of your servants could fetch me something to eat. Preferably something rare. ". He then flashes some gold pieces and offers them to their host. Going back to the chest he opens it looking for a garment or something he could steal away for a scent.
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Not being the greatest at the whole talking to people part of an investigation, Cruentus decides to find a room where he can safely turn back to his normal form. Uggg, this never gets easier. Best meet up with everyone. He then walks around till he finds the room the group had their meeting in but waits outside it, preferring not to barge in on such a delicate matter. -Posted with Wayfinder
. Eyeing the guards Cruentus is deep in thought. I can't imagine the need for this much muscle in this nice an area. Looking the men up and down hungrily Cruentus goes into deep focus to distract his bloodlust. hopefully something comes of this. It's getting hard to ignore the pulsing of their heartbeats.
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Before entering the bar Cruentus holds back and says to the group "I'll keep an eye on you and sniff around myself. " With that he ducks away to find a dark corner. His bones pop, eyes go wide, ears elongate, and finally he shrinks. Now in the form of a true bat he stealthily flies into the inn and hides among its rafters or to a perch of some sort. -Posted with Wayfinder
"The inn is an agreeable enough path. Aside from that I could use a bite." As his stomach rumbles you can see that savage look in his eye. Like he is scanning for prey. Cruentus quickly then regains composure and looks at the group embarrassed. " ugg...the sooner the better" -Posted with Wayfinder
This just doesn't sit right. She was either meeting someone nightly or being stalked. Cruentus thinks to himself. "It seems we have run into a dead end here. Might I suggest the opera house? It seems this Redgrave needs to exspain his recent whereabouts. Unless of course someone here picked up on something I missed?" With that Cruentus looked around the group quizzically. -Posted with Wayfinder
Yeah originally I didn't want to come right out with it but it's no biggie. I figured as a ranger he might have experience identifying creatures like me anyway so no reason to fight it. -Posted with Wayfinder
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With a serious look Cruentus takes the Ranger aside. And begins speaking in a hushed tone. "Good sir, your powers of perception are quite apt, however I would like to keep my heritage somewhat a secret. It's just not a lot of people have such a enlightened point of view when it comes to people of my ilk. If they ask I will tell them, but I would rather not put that sort of thing out there and hope for the best." -Posted with Wayfinder
Who is this Cruentus Angealous? Name sounds... unfamiliar." That answer my friend varies from person to person, but be sure that when it comes to the nightmares of this land I may hold a rather unique perspective. I amVery glad to be a part of this investigation. With that, Cruentus shakes the man's hand.
Following the group outside, Cruentus investigates the grounds below the balcony.
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