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"No!" Flavia shrieks as Corvin is hammered by the orc. Horrified, she fails to protect herself against the newcomer with the rapier and barely manages to follow Corvin to the same fate. Still, the earthbreaker's force crushes her to the ground and she falls, rapier clattering on the floor from her limp hand.
"Aiya!" With an expression of mingled disgust, fear, and defiance, Flavia steps over poor Rokuro's remains and dashes to the altar, ducking and weaving as she tries to bypass the horrid zombie.
Flavia watches horrified as her new friend is crushed by the abomination. Seeing Mason has set up by the doorway, she quickly squeezes past her friends, out of reach of the earthbreaker, and brackets the doorway with Mason, readying a stab with her rapier if the thing steps through. Pray for us, she murmurs to Savendir in passing, Be sure my mother gets my share of the gold. She sets herself to attack in concert with Mason once the creature comes into range, though prepares to duck as she does.
Flavia takes a quick step to the side of the doorframe and prepares to skewer the first orc/Lady Zinnastina who comes through it.
Flavia is horrified at the force of the monstrosity's hit on Corvin. She takes a poke at the thing while carefully protecting herself, and instinctively tries to roll away from the huge menaces.
"Back out of there and get them out here where we have room to maneuver, or they're going to kill us all! Protect yourselves!" she cries to her companions as she gets clear of the monster.
Flavia gently taps Corvin. "They're in here and the door is unlocked. I think you're up, big guy."
Flavia quietly checks the door to see if it is locked.
Flavia slips quietly to the next door and listens, ear pressed to the wood.
Once everyone is in place and armed, Flavia slides the door aside quietly.
Flavia nods and draws her rapier.
"Thanks, Mason. When everybody's down here and ready, I'll unlatch it. Get 'em, wouldya?" Flavia waits for Mason to summon the rest of the group downstairs, then trips the hidden door latch.
"Oho, well done, Savendir. Let me take a look around there, see if any doors are cleverly disguised in that wall. Mason, care to lend a hand?" Flavia carefully searches the area for traps and hidden latches that might spring open a concealed door.
"Let's get to the bottom of this, shall we?" Flavia starts quietly down the stairway.
Flavia frowns. "They took Cerpera away? Who is 'they'? You're her clergy!" She shakes her head. "Lead us to the basement. We'll check it out for you."
"Excellent. I was worried when we found the door open," Flavia replies, "You really should be more careful about security, Sister. It's hard enough to keep criminals in line without them being invited in."
Flavia nods in greeting, expressionless. "Good afternoon, ma'am. Name's Flavia. Me and my friends were hired to help out Constable Sust, whose forces have been stretched thin by all the crowds here lately. Things at the fountain looked mighty strange today and the Constable's forces are tied up, so we've come to see if you need help." It's all true, as far as it goes, Flavia thinks as she does her best 'officer of the law' face, And we know they want help.
Before the footsteps can reach the door, Flavia raps on it sharply. "Roll with this if you can," she whispers to the group before the door opens.
Flavia whispers back, "The other door is to a kitchen. We could always go in that way and try to bluff the help. It's certainly busy in there, though." She looks back impatiently and whispers, "Where are the others? Are they coming or is it just the two of us?"
Eeep! Basements are never good! Flavia thinks, waving the rest of the crew inside as they arrive (quietly, she hopes), And who is this 'Lady Zinnastina'?
Flavia will listen at that second door (the new one that just appeared :P). New perception or old one?
Flavia gives a little wave through the outer door to signal that the coast is clear, then sneaks to the inner door [AL12] to listen and to see if the door is locked.
Flavia slips over to the open door and peers in to see if anybody is watching it.
If not, she'll quietly wave the others over and slip inside when they draw near (20'), leaving the door ajar behind her.
"I think we should go around back, away from the onstables-cay, and maybe slip in a window, Rokuro," Flavia whispers, beckoning Corvin and Urzur over, "What do you think?"
"Sunuva!" Flavia steps back out of the fountain and rejoins her guys. "At least there aren't any alligators in there. C'mon, let's go to the temple! We need to save Cerpera!"
"This whole thing is fishy. Is there a back way in to the temple? But first..." Flavia squeezes through the crowd to the fountain and takes a step into the water where Cerpera was walking.
Flavia nods at Rokuro. "Good pick up on the spells. Tracks led to the temple, now this -- right after the warehouse! I think we should follow." She grimaces in self-deprecation. "But maybe not split up."
Flavia nods at Savendir and whispers back, "This certainly isn't part of the usual act. Should we follow?"
Flavia wonders if this is all a part of an act and watches Cerpera carefully for signs of playing possum. AS the priests carry her back, Flavia jostles through the crowd and nudges the man she was talking with before. "Wow, scary! Does this always happen when she speaks?"
As the crowd shifts and jostles to see the oracle, Flavia takes advantage of the crush to sidle back to Rokuro's side. She looks at the sturdy swordsman until she catches his eye, then shrugs, plainly baffled by the walking on water gig. She waits for the girl to speak.
Flavia has seen enough shysters, tricksters, and swindlers to know one when she sees it, though this is a good act. She looks for the rig in the fountain that allows the girl to appear to be walking on the surface, craning her neck to see.
"How exciting!" Flavia cries, clapping her hands and craning to see the fountain through the crowd, "I have never seen her before."
Flavia shrugs and smiles. "I used to stop at Carthon's when I traded here, but haven't been in town for a year or so. Just wondering if it was the same Hurst. No point stopping to say hi if he isn't around. I'm just here to see the prophet. Is she as wonderful as they say?"
Flavia gives Rokuro a smile. "Sometimes, the direct approach works. Excuse me." Slipping through the crowd, she moves next to the men talking about Hurst Gruhl. Planting herself in front of them, she says cheerily, "Excuse me, but were you talking about Hurst who works - worked - at Carthon's? He an old acquaintance of mine and I wanted to say hello now that I'm in town. But you say he's not around?"
Flavia leans in to Rokuro and whispers quietly, "Did you hear that? A new warehouse opened a few months ago in Caer Maga. I wonder if it was another Carthon's?"
"Let's see. Savendir can take his manservant," Flavia grins at Mason, "Urzur and Corvin could get better acquainted, and you can try to keep me out of trouble, Rokuro. What do you think?"
"Do we want to separate and keep an eye on things once we get back, or stick together?" Flavia will keep an eye on the crowd on the off chance that anybody from the warehouse last night is around. She'll also look for folks keeping an eye on the crowd rather than the prophet, and on the seller of the gaudy holy symbols.
Flavia clambers back out the hole in the door. "Everything is cleaned out. Guess we should get to the fountain."
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