Male Half-Elf Expert Lvl2
Derryn turned to look at the other two for a moment. Even though there had been no real battle fought and the woman Klaudia had not been someone close to him, he felt as though he had lost something. "Truly, this was an unfortunate outcome. Father, Variziel, I'm sure I will see you both later during the Lord's speech. I must return to my post." With no other words of encouragement forthcoming, he turned and left.
Male Half-Elf Expert Lvl2
Derryn stood unmoving. He was unsure as to whether or not he was supposed to be the one to accomplish the final deed. As the echo of Variziel's words disappeared, Derryn found the silence stifling and he began to glance around the room. Will save:1d20 + 6 ⇒ (5) + 6 = 11 Surely... this is the Father's Job.
Will save:1d20 + 6 ⇒ (19) + 6 = 25 No! It is my duty to protect the citizens from danger. "I... will do what is necessary" Without any more preamble, Derryn set his jaw, grabbed the axe from the table, lined up for the cut and chopped down with all of his might.
Male Half-Elf Expert Lvl2
Derryn had been called into helping with Klaudia's corpse by Father Griswald. He did not like being so near the woman's corpse, particularly with the thought of her somehow waking up again. He could not refuse however, as it was his duty to keep harm from the citizens and assist those in need. Grabbing on to the womans arms, Derryn lifts them up to help Griswald better tie them together.
Male Half-Elf Expert Lvl2
But I wanted to be the typical, overbearing police officer/guardsman who kept looking for rational explanations and deluding himself from the truth to everything going on around him for as long as possible. As a side note, I purposely angled my last post to have my character ignoring this situation for the moment.
Male Half-Elf Expert Lvl2
It was surprising to Derryn when the Elf admitted that he did not know the woman well. Then, why did he shed tears for her? Unable to figure it out, he came back to himself at Eleeda's question. He was about to answer when Variziel spoke first, thanking the girl. Seeing that the Elf would carry the conversation better than he could Derryn turned without another word and left for his post, leaving the other two to their business.
Male Half-Elf Expert Lvl2
Perception1d20 + 15 ⇒ (8) + 15 = 23
"You knew Klaudia, why don't you try comforting Eleeda. I have little to say about her and even less desire to be around the corpse of a woman I barely knew."
Male Half-Elf Expert Lvl2
Derryn stood very still for a time. The memory of his mother dying from a disease playing through his mind. Before it got to the end, he snapped out of the memory. His fists clenching in anger, he made his way through the crowd and back to his post. Why would I go see her? I didn't even know Klaudia all that well. Whether it's old age, poison, disease, or the blade of Orcish raiding party that takes your life... "People die, it's what happens."
Male Half-Elf Expert Lvl2
Perception1d20 + 15 ⇒ (9) + 15 = 24
Putting a hand on the near hysterical girls shoulder Derryn tries to keep her under control. He didn't know what would happen if she became angry. "Calm yourself Eleeda! I don't know how Klaudia is doing right now but I do know that losing control of your emotions won't help anyone. Forget what I said for the moment."He turns his attention back to the approaching Elf. "Variziel seems to have somthing he wants to tell us.
Male Half-Elf Expert Lvl2
Ah, yes sorry. I should have made my intentions more clear. Derryn stands idly watching as the ceremony begins. He immediately notices when Griswald's hand slipped and followed the Fathers eyes back toward Micha. He could tell something was horribly amiss, since Micha had a forlorn expression on his face and the usually unshakable figure of Father Griswald had faltered. He could do little other than offer his sympathies. He still had not forgotten that he had been led in to the crowd and opted to find Eleeda once the crowds had thinned as people began to eat. After waiting for a time, he sought her out once more and found her, quietly sitting at a table. Praying. Derryn paused. His resolve was rapidly dissipating. Should I leave her alone? He turned to leave, then stopped. No, the Captain said to keep her under surveillance. He looked back at her. I can watch her from afar. She won't have to know... but what if she causes another fire?! He fretted with indecision for a moment, then felt the familiar, reassuring, weight of the pistol tucked in at his side. He breathed a sigh of relief while looking around, hoping that he hadn't attracted too much attention. He decided the best way to confront her walked up a smile on his face. "Eleeda... I was hoping to speak with you about something. In private." He kept his voice loud enough to be heard over crowd but low enough to not be easily overheard. Bluff1d20 + 6 ⇒ (14) + 6 = 20
Male Half-Elf Expert Lvl2
Derryn had been trying to catch up to Eleeda without causing any alarm to the crowd. His sharp eyes never lost her for long but he made little progress on catching up with her. As such, when the call for the blessing of the loaf occurred, he found himself in the middle of the crowd. I'll find her later then...
Male Half-Elf Expert Lvl2
After getting pushed forward, Derryn contemplated leaving his post and just running with Variziel's suggestion. Looking at the crowds, he wondered whether or not he could go out there and find a girl to talk and dance with. It shouldn't be too difficult. It was then that he immediately spotted Eleeda. The bird on her shoulder made her stand out in the crowd, like an ember burning bright in the darkness of a dying fire. The fire. The image of the burning barn still fresh in his mind, he watched as she tried in vain to hide in the crowd. "Is she..."running from me? Derryn no longer cared to find a girl to dance with, he was interested to know why she was trying to hide however. So he started making his way towards her. I figured I wouldn't bother with rolling since my bonus to perception is higher than your stealth roll was.
Male Half-Elf Expert Lvl2
He had still been going about his patrol when Variziel called out to him. Derryn couldn't help the surprised look that appeared on his face when he saw the Elf approaching. Variziel had cleaned up rather well and seemed nothing like the serious person he had been just the other day. "All seems to be going quite well. There have been no signs of trouble and the festival continues unhindered." After a moment Derryn let out a small sigh. Why am I still acting the part of a soldier? Realizing that he was still standing in a rigid fashion, Derryn allowed himself to relax. Being dressed in plain clothing would do him no good at keeping the civilians relaxed if he didn't at least act like he was having a good time. Letting a still boyish grin climb onto his face he turned to Variziel.
Male Half-Elf Expert Lvl2
Derryn had slept fitfully the night before and got up early in the morning. The previous days events seemed like a bad dream but as he picked up his uniform the lingering scent of smoke reminded him otherwise. Setting it down, he had dressed in regular clothing and armed himself. Despite the festive nature of the day he couldn't help but feel uneasy, as he restlessly patrolled near the keep.
Male Half-Elf Expert Lvl2
Realizing there is nothing else to be gained from staying there, Derryn motions for Variziel to follow him. "Well then, we shall leave you to your work Master Fuerbart." Once away from the smithy, Derryn turns back and looks at Variziel. "Well that's one way for this problem to be solved. Let's meet up with the others. Hopefully we can contain this incident and Haldorf will never speak of this again."
Male Half-Elf Expert Lvl2
Derryn sighs and lets a friendly half smile climb on to his face. Putting a hand on Variziels shoulder he shakes his head. Bluff1d20 + 5 ⇒ (10) + 5 = 15 "What Variziel meant to say was, have you seen Haldorf around here? We need to speak with him concerning some events earlier in the day." Diplomacy1d20 + 1 ⇒ (19) + 1 = 20
Male Half-Elf Expert Lvl2
Derryn sat down at Lord Slazack's invitation while keeping a neutral expression. He glanced around the room trying to get a read on the others. Having been the last to arrive at Klaudia's, he had only seen the aftermath of what the others had lived through. It was still hard for him to believe what they said happened was true. There is no reason for deception. What had happened at Klaudia's ... happened. What they have forgotten due to stress, I will add in if I can.
Male Half-Elf Expert Lvl2
As the fire was contained and the immediate threat of a forest fire disappeared, a wagon appeared to fetch Klaudia. Derryn suddenly realized he did not want to be anywhere near her, so he stood well back. He wanted to help and hated feeling helpless to aid the woman but he knew very little about how to treat diseases or injury. She was in so much pain. The thought of Klaudia being sick reminded him of his mothers last few days. Mother. He started to shake, Mother I'm... and said no more on the way back to town. Sorry. He had little desire to speak with anyone, let alone Lord Slazack. However, he knew he could not ignore the request and so spent the time trying to compose himself.
Male Half-Elf Expert Lvl2
The truth of Variziel's words sank in and Derryn watched the as the barn continued to burn. The flames will consume anything in it's path. The undead cow will burn and be cleansed. It wasn't until Priestess Anna was riding away that Derryn snapped out of his reverie and back into focus. He needed to know what exactly had caused all of this. Unless the leaf covering is too big for one person to move quickly, Derryn will move forward and try to move it to help minimize the flames. Otherwise he will move to help Micha with the fence instead. "Variziel, this undead cow, how did it come to be like that? Do you think we have anything to worry about?"
Male Half-Elf Expert Lvl2
At Variziel's words, Derryn's face becomes a grim mask and he turns to go with the Elf. Illness... "We saw the smoke rising from the festival grounds, I was dispatched to find out if everything was in hand or not. From the look of things, I'd say it seems to be under control so long as that fire doesn't spread... What happened to send Haldorf running?"
Male Half-Elf Expert Lvl2
Derryn pulls the horses reins to slow down the mount and trots over toward Griswald and Anna. He looks to the burning barn and then to the group. "What happened here Father Griswald, is the fire contained and was that Haldorf I saw running for, what I took to be, his life?"
Male Half-Elf Expert Lvl2
As the horn was thrust into his hands and he was urged on by the Captain Derryn responded with a stout "Sir!" turned and ran for the stables to fetch a horse. Of all the days!
Male Half-Elf Expert Lvl2
Derryn had been lazily watching over the preparations, he was in high spirits thanks to the festival. The tone in Captain Simoneit's voice makes Derryn's good mood vanish and his eyes snap into focus as he looks to the North East. 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (4) + 13 = 17 "Captain, smoke rises from the north east, just outside of town! Orders?!" |