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With this flower I pledge my love, when next we meet in fullness it will bloom. My darling, this bud's for you. The Skumm and Ratsby Show
Hey ya'll
Several hours later Congratulations boys, I think you may even be better at what you do than your brother. And he's supposed to be the best. Wipes the sweat from her brow and walks through the door, locking it behind her.
Let me just give you a little shot before we begin our session. We wouldn't want your "spirts" drooping before we're done here.
Hello boys.
Just doing my part
longer.
Hey, my game fell apart too. Maybe we should start another.
You may also be a paizo nerd if you have aliases that you are not using in pbps but are still active. Indeed.
"Hey, is it starting to snow," Dirdelle says as white flakes fall from the sky.
"Lets just hope his good mood doesn't get us killed," Dirdelle says
As long as he doesn't start into "Wind Beneath My Wings" we should be good.
"That would make a great necklace," Dirdelle says.
"Catch you on the other side," Dirdelle says in a flirty voice to Rhade.
"Do we really need everyone to take this guy to the temple," Dirdelle asks. "Maybe a couple of us should go talk to the sherrif as well."
Dirdelle offers the bottle to the others and then goes to help Baron lift the injured butcher off the ground.
"Well, I was going to save this for another time," Dirdelle said, "but it appears that now would be appropriate." Dirdelle pulls a larg crockery bottle from her belt, pulls the stop and takes a swig. Once she is done she holds it out, offering it to Ulven next.
"I seem to recall a temple of Desna near the center of town," Dirdelle says. "I never really visited it though, it's not exactly my speed.""I thought it was more of a communal church so several faiths could practice their religious beliefs there?" Rhade asked keeping a straight face rather than face a glare from the priestess of Calistria. "Well I've always been a bit of a free spirit," Dirdelle says. "Buildings are for people to worship in, the gods care more about deeds then words."
"I seem to recall a temple of Desna near the center of town," Dirdelle says. "I never really visited it though, it's not exactly my speed."
"I could also use a cup of ale and a warm fire," Dirdelle says. "However, we must ge the butcher to the village priest before we go anywhere else."
"I have never been accused of being a lady before," Dirdelle stage whispers back to Ree.
"For future reference," Ree stage-whispers to Halungalom, "it is always a good idea to ask first before casting spells on someone else. That, and perhaps the lady did not care to have her wet clothing noticed by a male of any species ...?" Ree winks, lips quirking as she tries to suppress a smile. "Please," she said. "I don't want to catch cold standing around out here." Then with a smiles she added, "I imaginge that being short has some advantages for your people. It must be much easier to remove your foot from your mouth."
"Oh my! You're soaking wet!" Halungalom rushes to Ulven. "Here, let me dry you off." Using Prestidigitation, the gnome dries his newfound comrade. If looks could kill, the daggers that Dirdelle shoots at the Gnome from her glare would have skewered him and carved him into jerky.
"So what did you find," Dirdelle asks Ulven.
1d20+2=14 for Perception.[/ooc] Spoiler: Dirdelle will head back to the alley and hope that Ulvan has had better luck.
Spoiler: Dirdelle will swim for the ladder.
Dirdell points Rhade in the direction that Ulven went andfolows him into the darkness.
"I wonder what's keeping Ulven," Dirdelle says. "Maybe we should go check on him."
Etrac hears Dirdelle he says loud and rather confident "Etrac can do" he looks at Halungalom and says "Come"
Looking at Catalina, Dirdelle frowns. "So we have what appears to be a werewolf attack right above the sewer where someone has gone through a lot of trouble to place a convincing looking, but fraudulant pillar, seemingly dedicated to Lamashtu. Does this make any sense to you at all," she asks.
"The pictures depict a process for turning men into monsters," Dirdelle says. "The symbols are just gibberish. They were most likely drawn by someone who had seen magic symbols before, but had never actually made them themselves."
Dirdelle climbs down the rope and looks at Ulven. "What have you found," she asks.Ulven nods in the direction of the pillar and begins slogging through, leading Dirdelle. When they reach the open room, he points at the pillar, but its careful not to disturb it.
Dirdelle climbs down the rope and looks at Ulven. "What have you found," she asks.
"I'm guessing that our mystery attacker had some help if he climbed up the wall in the sewer to get here," Dirdelle says. Turning back to the butcher she smiles. "Who would want to see you hurt," she asks.
"As you wish," she says and says a short prayer to Cayden Cailean. A few seconds later the arrow glows with a soft, warm light.
"I cannot promise you what I do not know. However, if we get you to the village priest, he may have magic that I do not," Dirdelle tells the man. Turning to Catalina she says in Elven, "he is neither crazy, nor making a pass. I placed an enchantment on him to make it easier for him to speak the truth to us."
"And maybe he or she slipped into a new pair of boots once they were safely out of sight," Ree opines with a shrug. "Let's face it, there are dozens of ways a determined person can give you the slip if they want to. And personally, I'm not too eager to plunge into the darkness when I don't have a clue what's waiting for me there. It'd be like just sticking your hand into a hollow tree without knowing whether there's a nest of vipers or owls' eggs in there, know what I mean?"Etrac overheard Ree talking he says very loud "Owl egg omelets are worth taking on a nest of vipers" "But again, a predator that is willing to attack a person in the middle of the town would not just wrestle a man to the ground and then run off. Unless one of you saw the beast and scared it off, two legged or four legged, we must assume that there is more to this story than meets the eye," Dirdelle says.
Turning back to the scene Dirdelle frowns. "I have also noted some inconsistancies in his story," she says to Ulven, "But there are better ways to get the information." Then looking at Chod she says, "I know you are holding something back, and it's burning you just like hold a hot ember. Just tell Dirdelle and it will go away."
Dirdelle nods her head and then stands. Walking over to Rhade she frowns. "Have you ever heard of a beast or man that would attack a person and not finish them off when they are helpless?" she says whispering.
As she attends to the man's wounds she trys to learn more about the attack. "Can you tell us which way your attacker went, and if there is anything that might identify him?"
"I can heal him," Dirdelle says. Whispering a prayer to Cayden Cailean she casts Cure Light Wounds. "However, I cannot do anything about lycanthropy so we should still take you to the priest to be cured of that."
This place is suddenly geting very crowded, Dirdelle thinks to herself. Cayden Cailean, give me the foresight to end this quickly.
Dirdelle rushed upstairs and quickly grabbed her gear. The armor would take to long to put on, but she slipped the belt with her rapier around her waist and slipped back outside. She approached the alley cautiously and peered around the corner to see what was going on, rapier in hand.
Dirdelle is finally ready to go. However, she ended up taking a detour and became something entirely different then my original idea. She is now a multiclassed cleric/rouge with Cayden Cailean as her patron.
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