I'm here, but it looks like Raf has wandered off. :(
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Saresha gets her sword out and shoos the shorter people behind her. She peers about as she heads down into the stinky crypt, wrinkling her nose. "Gross." She notes grumpily as she descends. This place is not doing too much for her mood.
She charges down the last couple of steps to chop at the stirge she sees on the floor, "Watch out!" She yells.
Saresha throws her weight into help both of the shorties with a grunt of effort.
Saresha scowls, "Why do people do this to holy places?" She grumbles, stumping over to look at what the lizard is looking at.
Saresha peers at the eggs, has no idea what they are, and shrugs similarly to Bahram.
The grumpy Paladin has trailed along after Bahram. She looks at him a bit oddly as he starts to dig, but then is quiet and curious as he uncovers the sword. When it seems to possess him though, she startles into action, too late to knock it out of his hand. She blinks a few times, "What just happened?" She asks sharply of the rogue.
Saresha is still too distracted and agitated to look too carefully at the reliefs. She stumps around the courtyard, mostly making sure nothing is going to attack them, and lets the others investigate.
Saresha listens to Beinir, acknowledging his wisdom. Hers is always somewhat lacking when she's angry about something, and nods, following his lead on where to put things. She thinks the villagers, mobbing priests or not, should be buried properly, too, but she'll save that project for later.
Saresha doesn't take anything either, too busy putting them to rights.
Saresha lets Snowball hold her sword, though the greatsword is comically oversized for the Kobold. She carefully rearranges what skeletons she can find, and tries to put them back into their nooks where they belong. Again, though she doesn't worship Sarenrae herself, she does feel the sacrilege to the noble dead quite keenly, and she does respect all goddesses ... particularly those that support Paladins as hers does.
Saresha goes marching into the main hallway, clanking. She doesn't even bother examining the skeletons for valuables, scandalized as she is that they've been disturbed. Looks like the Paladin is stopping here to put them all in order. She even sets her sword down.
Saresha snorts at Bahram's comment, but does step back to let him look over the door.
Saresha has clunked over to that door to check it out.
"Well, it may once have been a temple to Sarenrae..." Saresha clanks back onto her feet, apparently relieved that Bahram is alright. "But even her temples may be corrupted by the unrighteous." Saresha isn't a paladin of Sarenrae ... but that doesn't mean she isn't incensed that anyone would use her holy places thus. Her reddish face is stern.
Saresha seems relieved that Bahram's woken up. She promptly slaps him on his shoulder and says, "Thank goodness you're okay. Wakey wakey, we've got the rest of this place to clean up."
Saresha finds somewhere to wipe her sword, and then clanks over to Rafael. She frowns when he doesn't wake up, and drops onto her knees with a clatter, picking up one of his hands. "Hey! Hey, don't conk out at me now..."
Saresha smash! Smash smash smash, "Man, that's gross." She looks for something to wipe her sword on, figuring they've 'got' the other one.
Saresha spins, startled, when the one near her wriggles, and takes her greatsword, swinging it with the flat to smash it.
Saresha edges forward to look over the lab, wrinkling her nose up at the mold and the smell.
Clank clank, Saresha goes in front, her natural curiosity easily overwhelming her previous annoyance as they traipse down to the basement.
Saresha clanks to take point and peer down the stairs, shrugging, "Shall we?"
Saresha continues to stump around, looking for more doors or interesting looking places to go.
Saresha then tries the dormitory, careful not to touch anything that looks diseased.
Saresha stumps in to look over the library, scowling still but calmer.
Saresha looks like she might try to strangle the lizard, but the ball of snow does have more or less the intended effect, calming down enough to try and moderate her clanking at least a little.
Saresha seems to be struggling to cool off still, scowl on her face and expression still wild. She looks around for something else to hit, doesn't see anything, and then marches after Rauve, clanking along the way.
Saresha five foots forward and swings again, some of her rage dissipating into the practiced motion.
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Saresha steams and curses and stomps on the baboon she killed, satisfied to connect with something. Its perhaps a bit bloodthirsty for a Paladin, but her ifrit heritage does make things difficult sometimes.
Saresha thrashes around some more, yelling angrily in Ignan. Her skin is almost steaming, hot red and living up to her nickname. Apparently Paladins are allowed to curse? Now that the pugwumpis are down, she kicks at some more plates and charges towards the nearest baboon. Maybe she can hit these!
Saresha flails her sword around some more:
This is beginning to make the paladin quite irritable really. If anything, her reddish skin is getting redder, and the curses off of her lips are increasingly crackly and violent sounding for those that don't understand Ignan. Tangible heat washes away from her in waves.
Saresha is getting annoyed with the stupid non-responsiveness of her greatsword, and flails it at the undamaged Pugwumpi with an annoyed grunt in Ignan.
Saresha straps her sword on with a nod, and swings herself up on to Daystar, clinking a bit in the process.
Saresha signs happily. No thought of money currently in her head. She's excited about the forge and her own Pathfinder adventures there.
Saresha grins, nodding at Beinir. Seems like she'll help with that, sweeping her cloak off of her banded chest to show the holy symbol of Torag etched there.
Saresha is quite irritable by the time they've gotten back to Almah's tent. She's scowling and even glares at Snowball for 'claiming' her which she usually takes in good enough humor. She is thus quiet as she clanks into Almah's presence. She says nothing about the gold either way, having other interests.
Saresha, happy for something to fight that isn't a cactus, and yells a curse at it in Ignan, swinging her greatsword at the tiny thing's head.
Saaresha continues to stomp and trample her way through the brush, grumbling in infernal. Her skin glows a little redder and she seems to be itching to reach for her sword.
Saresha is seriously considering the merits of aquainting her sword with the cacti, but she soldiers on anyway.
Saresha was clearly the wrong woman for this mission.
Saresha eyes the thicket suspiciously. She doesn't think she wants to try and wade in there. It looks ... pointy. She considers hacking at it with a sword, but that would make an awful lot of noise, and they are trying to hunt, right? She eyes Rauve oddly - toss the Snowball? Even she hasn't tried that. She shrugs, and sees if she can wade into the cacti towards the sounds of distressed goat.
Just letting you all know, tomorrow, I'll be getting on a plane to the US. So there will be a huge gap of time where I will most likely not be online. I might check in from Beijing, but I can't guarantee it. Also, I'll be in the states for about a week, and I'm sure I'll have internet at various points, but I'll also be moving stuff and visiting friends, so I might not be available quite as much as I have been. Aside from my day in the Beijing Airport I should manage once a day just the same though!
Saresha sighs and shrugs, sweeping her gold hair back, "Well, alright. Lets go find some of these then, and clear everyone's names."
Saresha seems puzzled, but shrugs. If they're going Pugwumpi hunting, she's in!
"Do they usually set fire to things?"
"That's interesting," Saresha has never heard of them before, but she figures there's much in this scorched land she's never heard of. So she glances to the others from the area, curious what they think.
Saresha smiles, and ignores the bit about the leash, "What's a ... pugwampi?"
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