"I agree with Ahnekhet."
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Lotus glances from Almah to Dashki before finally building up the nerve to speak again, "I think Dashki meant well." She turns to the trussed up tracker, "Honestly, Dashki, I believe you. I think that if you thought Nark or Narb or whoever could help, then I think they can help. If they will work with us, we should work with them. We would be fools to turn aside help, considering the circumstances." She sighs deeply after speaking, using more words than she was obviously comfortable with. Her eyes glance from Siraaj to Ahnekhet expectantly.
Lotus lays a calming hand on Ahnekhet's forearm, glancing up at him. "What I believe Ahnekhet is saying, my lady, is that what if these gnolls are telling the truth? What if they will help us liberate Kelmarane? Even if it's not likely, we still have to consider it, don't we? As for Dashki, I don't know. I still honestly think he means well, in his own horribly misguided way. But like Ahnekhet said, and just as with the gnolls, this is your endeavor, my lady. As such, what to do with them is your decision as well. I... I am sorry if we upset you."
Lotus begins to relate what happened with Dashki, but then she catches Almah's gaze. Her confidence instantly evaporates and her words devolve into mostly unintelligible stammering. She sighs in frustration then looks at Dashki, her brow creased with concern. "A-a-at least set him do-down, Siraaj. He's no-not running now." Her voice is low and full of sadness. If only he'd let us help him! Oh, Dashki, I'm afraid for you. Irori help us all.
Lotus will hurry over to Dashki (move to AY53), her forehead knitted in worry and confusion. "Dashki? Dashki?!" her voice grows more plaintive as she calls his name a second time. Her wide eyes look up and meet Siraaj's, "What's happened Siraaj? Is he- does he- will he get better?" A flash of realization will come to her then, and she gasps as she quickly begins rooting through her pack. A few moments later, she pulls out a coil of rope. "He's a danger to us and to himself. We should tie him up?" Her last sentence is asked as a question, her soft eyes still filled with worry.
Lotus looks sad and confused as Dashki and Siraaj exchange words and cruel names. As Dashki bolts into the gloom of night, her head turns to follow Dashki then snaps back to Siraaj, back to Dashki, then back to Siraaj. A single tear trailing down her cheek, Lotus intones a brief prayer to Irori and as she finishes the holy symbol hanging from her neck gently blossoms with light. She then darts into the encroaching night herself, her feet moving swiftly over the night-cooled ground. "Dashki! Dashki! Wait! We can help!"
Lotus looks on plaintively as Siraaj hauls Dashki back toward the monestary. She falls in step behind the men, "I'm sure this is just a mistake. We'll get it all situationed once Almah hears the full story."
Lotus, seeing Siraaj struggling with someone, will hurry forward to see if she can somehow help. "What- what's happening? Who is tha- Dashki?! What... but... I don't understand!"
Lotus, unaware of what's going on where, will simply double move to AB44.
Lotus' brow furrows in serious concern as Garavel echoes Ahnekhet's suspicions. Her eyes dart nervously from Siraaj to Ahnekhet to the approaching lights in the distance. After Almah's command to find the wayward Dashki, Lotus' voice trembles as she tries to give voice to her mounting concerns.
I see 10 torches, but can't make out anything else in the darkness. Almah, is anyone unaccounted for here in the chapel?
As they approach the window with Almah, the conversation from earlier in the evening rushes back into her mind, causing a queer feeling to gather in the pit of her stomach. She looks around the chapel quickly, her hair billowing as she whips her head from the left to the right.
As Nadia gently bends over her, Lotus stirs, her eyelashes fluttering as she struggles to awaken. hmmm...? Haleen? What is it? It's early isn't i-
Of course. What's- what's wrong? Seeing the deliberateness that the others showcase as they prepare themselves, she quickly rises from her bed roll and falls into a quick routine of various stretches before gathering up her things. As the party leaves to meet in the chapel, Lotus offers up a quick prayer to Irori before following Nadia out the door of their chamber.
Lotus wends her way back to her quarters after meeting with Almah and Garavel, her mind swimming with questions and uncertainties. Her body is beyond exhaustion though, so it doesn't take long after laying down before her breathing falls into the soft, steady rhythm of one who is soundly asleep. Her last thoughts before slipping away were of the mysterious Dashki. Almah trusts him. Ahnekhet doesn't. He's helped us before, didn't he? With those pugthingies? But we know he's spoken to gnolls. Where has... he been... ... |