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I was honestly waiting to see if The others who were left behind were gonna post anything.
Ulliaza shrugged lightly and rubbed the back of her neck. "I haven't, and above ground work isn't my forte per say. Can you really blame a drow for their first instinct to be safe to get underground?"
Nah, nothing OOC. Uliaza just thinks Adol's a bit of a fool.
Laughing a little bit, she shook her head. "I'd say you act more like a saint than I do, and I am LITERALLY a saint... But anyway. I don't think evacuating the citizens from their homes en mass would be a good thing. It's a dragon, crowded streets would just be the perfect place to strafe with a breath weapon. I'm thinking... some kind of alarm that when sounded, tells everyone to get into their cellars. Put as many layers of stone and wood between themselves and dragon fire, you know?"
Shaking her head, she stopped at her side to glance back to watch if anyone else were wanting to come with. "Nah, I think referring to him as 'boy' works better. Gives me a viable excuse of just being older than him to work with as well. Feel free to call him that yourself though! Multiple nicknames are always fun." She shoots Rirsa a cheeky grin before tucking her hands behind her back, starting to hum while she waits for anyone to speak up.
She waves for Rirsa to follow and rolls her eyes a little before giving her a cheeky grin. "Because I find it funny, and he acts like a boy playing at a being a hero more often than not. You've got to have noticed it at least a bit, right?"
She lets out a small sigh once they're gone, reaching her hands to the small of her back and stretching. "Alright everyone, we've got I don't know how long to get everything here sorted out before Pally-Boy gets back and potentially ruins negotiations! I'm thinking we go find whoever functions as this town's Captain of the Guard and explain the situation to them, what you all think?"
...We PROBABLY should go about trying to get the town into some semblance of order. After all, the Count did run off and leave the place for dead.
She glances at the group and rubs her chin for a few moments, before shaking her head. "I'm no good in libraries, and I've got no magic for figuring this sort of thing out. I'll stay behind to at least provide a distraction in case the dragon or Eldran comes rearing their ugly mugs."
Ulliaza's vote will go with Alithea, head to Oppara to dig up some more information on Talamir.
Ulliaza is still definitely thinking of finding and murdering the dragon. She thinks that it's lair can't be that hard to spot, after all, we're not talking about a young dragon here. This thing is massive, so it'd need a massive entrance to even get into its lair. Right?
Uliaza sighs and nods. "It definitely had regular flames tinged in black during the attack. As for what direction it went, I cannot tell you. I was too busy trying to clear people out of burning buildings at the time."
Uliaza shrugged nonchalantly, even as she turned to look at Alithea. "Oh I know full and well that guy was the not a good man. Never tried saying he was. I'm just saying that when dealing with skittish scum that have proven to be unreliable, it's best to not do anything that might frighten then..." Nodding along, she glanced at the stone underneath her feet. "The minds would also be perfect place to hide something like that from a dragon. Unless he can squeeze into tight tunnels, or take on a form capable of doing so, what can he do? Smash up the entrance? Doesn't matter to the undead."
She gives Adol a blank look. "If you don't want to see overgrown men half naked, don't go into brothels." Shaking a head and mumbling to herself, she claps her hands. "No, bad news, I couldn't get anything out of the man. After you basically tried blackmailing him to helping us with the threat of the crown going after his head, he kept his lips sealed tighter than Abadar's own vault. The good news, is that we don't have to worry about him getting into our way. He got his family, a few guards, and fled the town to who knows where."
Uliaza lets out a small sigh and shakes her head, about what she expected... didn't make it any less pathetic. Grumbling slightly to herself, she walks back to the church, letting herself slip back into sight with a whistle. Walking in the front door, she looks around and raises a hand. "I'm baaaack. Do you all want the good news or the bad news first? Because I've got a bit of both."
She sighs and offers a small nod, stepping to the side and gesturing to the door. "It's a shame Count, but I'm not here to encroach upon your power. I merely seek what's best for the town. I hope your plans go well." Waiting until a little bit after he's left, she quickly fades from view and hurries to catch up with him. She's gonna figure out what he's up to, hopefully it's just plans to run away before things truly get down and dirty in the town...
She tilts her head and raises her hands in a passive gesture. "You didn't actually tell me to leave, but that's neither here nor there. What is this time sensitive work? I could help you, or my allies could help you? Unlike Adol, I know making an enemy out of you is foolish. We both have more to gain from working together than apart. With all my allies, we can cover pretty much any field that you might need assistance with. All you have to do is let us help you."
She lets him get fully dressed before slipping back into sight, bowing at the waist slightly before rising with a light smirk on her face. "I do apologize for him. The man thinks himself clever, but more often than not he tends to butcher delicate meetings like this by jumping to conclusions or insulting people. To be blunt, I had hoped he would just stand there and look pretty. Goes to show me to bring him along to delicate situations." Taking a few steps forward, she offers her hand to him. "Actually, formal introductions are in order. I am Saint Uliaza, though just Uliaza is fine. I don't particularly feel very saintly, but the Petal Trail must have a title or they go nuts. How about we discuss the situation in more civil terms? Unlike Adol, I understand fully how strenuous having beings more powerful than yourself constantly ordering you around can be. I was a slave at one point, you see."
You mind doing one last post as the Count before I Uliaza comes out of hiding? I want a good gauge of just what situation she's winding up in.
Uliaza will try to handle it, in her own way. It's going to be a bit harder now, but she will still try and remedy the situation.
Ulliaza... decides screw it, just gonna let Adol go hog wild. She takes a step back and to the side, allowing herself slip out of sight while the count is distracted with him. Either this will go well for him, or it will go badly.
Ulliaza leans forward a bit, squinting at the mayor. "What kind of Advisor shoots rays of necromantic energy out of their hands, is effected heavily by a paladin's ability to smite the evil in the world, and is actually undead themselves?"
Ulliaza gives him a blank stare for a few moments before speaking. "...I'm going to be blunt, mayor. We visited the Bank before coming here, and what we found wasn't pleasant. Did you know Eldrath was committing mass sacrifices and profane necromantic rituals? If not we, can take you the bank and show you the pile of corpses he left behind."
There's a very easy answer to the morale dilemma... Let the ruthless drow handle the moral ambiguity! If you feel like it's best at this point for Ulliaza to mention how much he's been buggering up his job, Ulliaza will go ahead and do it.
She shakes her head and waves a hand. "No, but we only have two more questions, then we'll leave you be. I am sorry to be interrupting your private time, but again, this is rather important. We met a Cleric of Sarenrae in the town square, healing people when we came into town. As far as I know, the Bank of Abadar is the only temple in town. Do you know where this cleric might stay? And while we're at it, does the crown know about what's going on here?"
She offers a slight nod and shrug. "We would definitely be interested in learning Eldran's plans and seeing if we can aid him, or have him aid us. We've got some questions we wanted to ask that I'm pretty sure you could answer, but if you'd tell us where we could find Eldran after this, we'd appreciate it." Pausing for a moment, she glances at Adol before continuing. "We heard that the first attack from the dragon wasn't on the town itself, but the nearby mines. Did anything of interest happen involving the mines before the attack, or do you know anyone who might be able to point us in the right direction?"
Ulliaza takes a few steps forward and bows, using her hanging hair to hide the disgusted look on her face. "Count Serano, we are here on business. Me and my friend here, Adol Cristin, paladin of some renown, represent a group of individuals seeking to slay the dread wyrm Horranth, that is plaguing your town. We apologize at interrupting your time of relaxation, but we considered it of utmost importance to speak to you about the matter."
She glances over at Adol and offers a slightl shrug. "Don't look at me, you managed to cover it all pretty clearly. If you don't wish for the conversation to take place here, could you at least relay a message to him that we wish to meet him at his manor, or some other location?"
She offers the matron a small smile and bows deeply for a moment before straightening back out. "I'm sorry to take up more of your time, Lady Black. But the group I represent were hoping to speak to the mayor, and we heard he was here at the moment. We're perfectly willing to wait, if he's not available at the moment." Glancing over at Adol, she blinks a bit and claps her hands. "Oh, but I've forgotten my manners. This here is Adol Cristin, experienced paladin, for lack of a better term, the 'muscle' in our little dragon hunting venture."
Offering a small nod to Adol, she steps into the brothel and looks around for Madam Black. A ball of tension had formed in her stomach, really hoping the Madam hadn't shared her accusation with the Count. It'd make things really, really awkward...
Uliaza nods along for the most part, but makes an iffy hand gesture when the mention of teleporting into the brothel is brought up. "For this, I think it's best if we simply be forward. Go into the brothel, and request to speak to the mayor about the dragon issue. Madam Black has seen me before, so I'm pretty sure she'll know I'm serious... I hope, at least. After we get what we can out of the mayor... Just figure out where the dragon's lair is, and then go in. It'd be dangerous, but if we're careful, we should get out alive... hopefully."
Ulliaza nods along before quickly raising her hand. "You'll want me to handle the actual talking with the mayor. I'm the best liar in this entire group, and I'm pretty decent at reading people. If someone who's really, really good at reading people wants to come along as well, it'd probably be a good idea."
Sorry for not being involved as much as I should, things have been a bit busy lately. Uliaza's thinking that the best bet for them would be to just focus in on the dragon and slay him.
Rubbing her chin, Uliaza gets an idea and face palms. "...You know what we've kind of just been ignoring this entire time? The dragon. Why have we been focusing in so much on the mayor and this undead issue, when there's a giant fire breathing lizard to deal with?" She shakes her head and sighs slightly. "I vote we leave the situation involving the mayor alone for now. If the theory about Eldran's 'big threat' being the dragon is correct, then dealing with that would sovle the issue. Once Eldran is gone, we can go about investigating whether the mayor is corrupt or not. Besides, the town matters little if it's destroyed in dragon fire."
Uliaza offers a quick nod and breaths out a sigh, rubbing her head and wincing slightly. "Well, beyond things I shall not name out of the sheer awkwardness rather than any importance, the Count's asleep in one of the rooms and the woman he was with is fine. Anyone got any ideas as to what we should do now, or do we just wait until he leaves the Blind Eye?"
Uliaza, feeling satisfied with the woman's condition, slips outside and back to the group. Letting herself slip back into sight, she glances at everyone. "You uh... You didn't have to wait around for me, you know?"
Uliaza shudders slightly at having to watch all of... that, but nods to herself. Slipping out of the room, follows the Varisian woman a bit to make sure she's alright, before slipping back outside to find the group.
Uliaza is just keeping watch to make sure the Count doesn't take anything too far and threaten the prostitute's life. She's fully intending to keep watch until she's sure the prostitute is safe, or the Count falls asleep.
A frown crosses her face and she thinks for a moment, slipping out of the room and finding an empty room. Quietly muttering under her breath, she casts Whispering Wind to deliver a message outside to the group. "Count is inside, going to keep an eye on him. Think he beats prostitutes." With the spell and message sent, she slips back out to the Count's room to keep an eye on the man. The last thing she wants is someone severely injured if she could help it.
She throws everyone a short salute and slips out of sight with a small grin. Watching the entrance to the Blind Eye for a moment, she slips inside and begins to search around for where the mayor might be, careful not to bump into anyone and alert them to her presence.
"If it makes you feel better, I'll sneak in to the Blind Eye and check out what he's doing, and what's going on. If it turns out that he's actually hiding there, we can figure out what to do then."
Uliaza tilts her head and thinks for a moment, her eyes going wide before she winces. "Yeah, probably best if we just let him have his time and then meet him later... I told the owner of the Blind Eye my suspicions about the count turning people into undead, and she kind of told me I better go. I'm not sure how she's react if I walked back in there asking to talk to the Counter. I'm pretty sure I jumped to an assumption there."
Yeah that's a my bad. I should have waited to mention the whole 'Constantly detecting magic' thing until after mentioning her not leaving and getting a response.
It's my fault for not specifying. Uliaza would not have followed Adol until after getting a response from the guards.
Uliaza sighs and waves a hand at Maika. "I am literally always detecting magic, it's part of being a drow of noble birth. If any of them had been charmed magically in that crowd, I would have noticed."
I've been waiting for the GM to post the response the soldiers had to both her and Maika's statements.
Uliaza just stays quiet and listens for the entirety of Adol's speeches, feeling slight exasperation at the man for sharing so many details at once. Completely destroyed any and all deniable plausibility they or the guards might have for this whole issue. Said exasperation turns into full blown frustration as he comments on the trustworthiness of the guard. Taking a few steps forward, she raises a hand and flicks him on the forehead. "Pally-Boy, there's going to be a new rule. You are NOT allowed to speak for the group." Turning towards the prisoners, she draws her short blade and sets about cutting the bonds, shouting over her shoulder to the guard. "I am really sorry about this, the man's mouth runs faster than his brain. He means well, but he's a massive worry wort, and a fair bit of a pessimist. Anything that can go wrong does go wrong in his mind, even if that's never really the case. Try not to let it reflect badly on all of us, will you darlings?"
I really don't have any horse in the race. Uliaza works best when she's not in the spot light, so odds are if she thinks there's something that needs doing, she's gonna tell people, and then just do it. I've taken a backseat for this particularly bit of RP because Adol kind of stormed in and took the whole thing over. It's basically either Adol's way or her way when it comes to discussions from what I can tell, and she knows better than to argue in front of the people they're talking to.
Uliaza lets out a little groan and pinches the bridge of her nose between her fingers before stepping forward herself, and waving a hand towards the gathered villagers. "The only reason they're bound is because they're about as mentally capable as a really stupid dog at the moment. We're a bunch of adventurers who decided to handle the little issue you all had going on in your Temple of Abadar, and well... these are the survivor's. They need some fairly high level magics to come back from this. We were wondering if you knew where we could find the count, or maybe if you knew these people's families?"
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