"There is a strict hierarchy with vampires. You won't find any of the real vampires at those entrances. It's some thralls, that got turned for just this purpose and who are expendable." "And they would come back the next day anyway." "But if you got the means to get past that without fighting, it's even better." Basdel answers.
"Well, I would ask the leading vampires in this town. But since the murders started, they have shut themselves in. And even I can't get to them. But if you'd help me to enter, I'd introduce you to the local vampire prince. He knows for sure where to find the Whispering Way here in Caliphas, or wherever they left to." "And I assume he'd appreciate if someone helps to end the murders to his subjects."
Grergof:
No evil SenseMotive: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (12) + 10 = 22 "Don't strain your memories. Our family name isn't that famous. Our larger family - that of the vampires - is the one that isn't best friends with the Whispering Way. And I'm sure you've heard of the vampire killings lately." "My mother was one of those unlucky creatures to find themself in the morning sun, turned to ashes." Turning to Grergof who looks especially suspicious at Basdel he adds "I'm no vampire myself though." Basdel gives Grergof his widest smile, to show his non-vampiry teeth. Knowledge(Local)DC15: Basdel is a Dhampir. Those have inherited some traits of vampires, like light sensitivity. But they don't suck peoples blood
Just as the group is ready to leave a man steps out of the shadows. "Good morning. It seems I’m not the only one searching for the Whispering Way. But alas, it appears that they deserted this place some time ago. My name is Quinley Basdel, and I’m searching for my mother’s killer. Perhaps we might be able to assist each other?" |