"So, may we finish our breakfast and meet you at your office? Or are your needs more immediate?"
Sari frantically searches her gray matter to see if a companion may have done the unexpected when she wasn't looking.
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So, this was a lovely way to pass some time, but where does it leave us? Any ideas? Are we waiting for Shal? Anyone?
"I'm not sure about all this political maneuvering. I realize the town has been ravaged, and let's not forget we have lost a friend. I'm sure Kendra can look out for herself better than we can here, so I don't feel we really need to have any say in the matter. I feel the immediate threat has been dealt with. However, I'm sure we'll know more for sure when Shal gets back. In the mean time we need to decide what comes next for us. Are we up to digging farther into this mess? Do we think this plot goes farther?" Sari is trying her bestest to be deferential and not tick off anyone. She adds a fetching smile to the end of her speech.
Sari is very sensitive to people playing games with her. She listens really hard between the lines that are spoken.
"Please give my thanks to your wife for a lovely evening." On the way back to the inn after dinner.....
She pauses in her tirade. "So, any ideas about where to go from here? It seems to me a trip to Magnimar might just be in order?"
Sari has taken a dislike to this man. She doesn't like overbearing bores...that's her job, exclusively. "It seems to me, you are intending to say you bring force to bear in situations that you deem need it. I'm sure the mayor invited you in, but as you have heard, we have dealt with the threat against this town, and at great cost. With the help of Shal and the local garrison, it seems we have taken care of the immediate threat to Sandpointe, without your 'orders' help." She takes a drink to try to quench her indignant ramblings and continues. "It would seem, sir, that you have arrived too late. I for one, can't see a reason for your 'services' any longer. And as for reliving recent events and torture, those are things I choose not to participate in." Sari blushes furiously at her outburst. And turns to the Mrs. Scarnetti. "Please forgive me, it seems that the last week has taken a toll on my manners." Sari takes a swig of wine, and entertains herself by thinking of yucky things to do to the "enforcer".
Sari sits and listens with rapt attention. She quietly marvels to herself that the wild man is so well spoken. She looks forward to a good meal, no matter what the reasons for it. She muses that she doesn't much like the looks of Larson. A might bit, well, greasy.
Sari can't wait to dress up in the beautiful new gown. Her rapier wit and her magic is what she will arm herself with for this dinner. "It's nice to see the boys trying to be more civilized. Now, just as long as we don't have too many forks to deal with, this dinner should be interesting."
Sari can be found at the inn, working on a song in Eberk's honor. Oh, Eberk the Dwarf was brave;
Sari trails off. "Well, it's not much. I'm sure Eberk would have done better."
Sari can be found at the inn directing the preparations for a remembrance party for Eberk. There will be much food, drink, and singing in our fallen friend's honor this evening.
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Spoiler: Sari smiles at her aunt. The cards only seem to reinforce the restlessness of the moment. "Thank you Aunt Niska. It seems I have much to think about. As to learning the harrow myself, I seem to be much to impatient to wait for the wisdom of the cards to become clear." Sari laughs, half to herself, "Although, you probably knew that already!" As Sari prepares to take her leave, she kisses her aunt on the cheek. "Thank you, aunt. It seems you aren't as crazy as the family has made you seem over the years. I hope I may visit again? In the mean time, I will return to the inn to think on what you have said and await the return of my friends." A sad thought hits Sari, "We still have one we have yet mourned properly."
Sari returns to the inn, and requests much food and ale be prepared in honor of her dwarf friend. She thinks to herself, "We shall sing and drink to honor his memory. He would have liked that."
DM Spoiler: Sari sighs at the question. She is unsure what she seeks. Maybe she just needs some sleep. However, the words seem to fall out on their own accord....."I seek direction. I miss my family but know that life is not for me; not yet. All the killing and the anger and the stress of battle, it wearies the spirit so. Is this what I am meant to do? Wander the earth with rough men determined to smash it, or break it, or kill it?" For a brief moment her thoughts stray to Cha.....she shakes the images off and continues. "What now Aunt Niska? I have battled for the town, and while it may seem like a noble thing to do, I have to say, even if just to you, I was frightened. Not just of the battle, but of what I did during it. Is this what I'm to do? Wander the countryside looking for trouble to interfere in?" Sari suddenly stops and seems to deflate. "Listen to me, carrying on like a petulant child that has been denied a sweet! I will go where it is willed that I go." She draws a deep breath and says, "And where might that be? What do the cards say, Aunt?"
"I think she has said all she can. I'm done with her and her attitude. Do with her what you will." Sari leaves the room. She feels weary and wants to see her family...maybe a visit to the crazy aunt is in order.
"Trust me, it doesn't pay to make the wild man angry."
Sari directs a pointed look in the direction of the menfolk. "Why don't you men back off? It seems obvious to me that we don't have the whole story here, and we may have acted in haste. Lyrie, this is your opportunity to tells us your side of what happened, instead of us just relying on Orik's story. We are all upset about what has occurred in our town and are just looking for answers. Maybe you have some for us?"
"So, it sounds to me like we have little answers after all is said and done. It seems that we could take a few days and still be vigilant regarding the goblins. Maybe Shal could track around and find out some more information after some rest." "And regarding the sinspawn generator, I am uncomfortable leaving it alone. I feel strongly that we should find some way to negate its magic. If we can't find the answer ourselves, maybe someone outside of Sandpoint would have advice."
So, are we thinking because Nualia's influence is gone, that the goblin threat on the town might be as well? Does anyone have a clue as to how to drain the runewell so no more sinspawn can be created? It seems there might be answers for us in Magnimar if we care to look.
Sari takes that hour to do a quick wash and suggests the others 'freshen-up" as well. She thinks about all the attacks and is very confused. What could be so important in Sandpoint that would cause all this organization? What exactly was Nualia after? She ponders all this on the way back to the meeting. Hopefully someone will have some answers about something, and soon.
Sari launches another missile at Nualia.
"I told you there was bad stuff down here. Damn, b%%+% you are ugly!"
Sari moves forward with her wand to await the bad guys she knows are inevitably coming out of some door.
Sari watches Yod maneuver over the trigger stones and let's out a nervous breath when he makes it safely over. She twists a scarf in nervous anticipation of what is to come.
"Now you tell us that...great, just great. This might be the last time I let a man talk me into coming down into a dark room. Well, probably not."
Is this a euphemism for something? Should I be readying something as well?
"We'll need some light while we venture further into the belly of the earth." Sari picks up a loose bit of rock/bone/mineral/etc. and casts light upon it. "If I have to go down there, at least I want to see what's going to eat me."
"Okay....moving right along now. Since it's early in the day and we can't really do anything about renewing our magic we need to come up with a game plan. Are we going down into the depths? Can someone help me out with my points I'm down? I'm not sure I have any potions. If we are going down into the depths, I can use the heck out of the wand. Let's make a decision and get moving."
I'm not real big on decision making...somebody choose.
While Yod and Shal screw around with the statue thing, Sari takes a look at the scrolls Lyrie had. She can tell one is a scroll of Whispering Wind; the others need some more light to decipher what they are. As Sari looks up from perusing the scrolls, she realizes with horror that Yod is about to open yet another door. "Yod, you are NOT going to open yet another door! I am almost out of magic, I still need healing from the last door you opened, and I am getting sick of wandering around down here!" Her morale is obviously low, and she is drained magically and in pain from the dog bite from upstairs.
Sari casts a weary look at the dwarf. "About time you hauled yourself back here, my friend." She invokes the magic of the wand again, and sends a colorful spark toward the ugly doggy. "Where is a collar when you need one?"
Sari takes a step forward into the doorway and shakes the wand savagely at the dog. A missile leaps out of the end and winds its way toward the smoking dog.
"This ISN'T happening! That's IT! Kill the damn demon dog and let's get out of here!" Sari realizes she doesn't have much more to give. She waves the stupid wand because she is too distraught to think about conjuring any magic spell right now.
Sari can't believe this. "And this is what I left home for? To battle with stinky canines and stinky men? Ishah, no offense, hon. You are a right fine looking specimen. Now, if only I could find me one of the human variety to match you. I am too much of a girly girl to find much more of this entertaining. I knew I should have taken Aldern up on his offer!" At the end of her tirade, she flings her hands out and sends two missiles dog-ward. One at each dog.
Sari looks at the fray in the room. "Man, there's a lot of testosterone in there! Do we help them Shal, or just watch the show from here. Oh, what the hell. I don't like to let the men have all the fun! Let's see what this here wand can do." Sari waves the wand of missiles around until something shoots out. She is aiming at the same dog as before.
Sari takes two giant steps forward, and casts magic missiles at the lovely doggies.
"I'm really getting tired of being a dog catcher. I don't even like dogs...present company excluded."
I shove the notes and papers in around my person...wherever I happen to keep these things. Someone back in town would be interested in all this, and I don't particularly want to come back later for a visit. "Are there ways we can tell what goblin comes from what tribe? Seems that would be useful information." Sari holds the torch and keeps up with the others. She misses the wide open spaces her family's caravans usually occupy. "This fascination with dark places some beings have is rather unnerving."
After Cha's oration, Sari looks at him with renewed interest. The wild man speaks well....
"I think we should make a move, one way or the other soon. I still have some energy, and we have just acquired a lovely magic wand."
"How about everyone else? Should we continue on, or leave?"
Sari stands and shakes her head as Yod walks about with a mattress. "I thought we were all tired, but that is just a bit ridiculous." She gives Orik's oration some thought. "So, Nualia is somewhere below ground and will come out sometime with some demon dogs, but no one is certain when. That clears things up a bit." She thinks some more. "Seems to me that your friend is a lost cause. How about you? Do you feel like swinging the other way, or shall we chain you up somewhere here?" Sari isn't feeling very charitable at this time. She just wants everyone to play nice. Well, that and some ice cream.
"Sari, why don't you check her robes for spell components or anything ... I look through her robes for whatever Cha thinks is hidden there. Although, I know more than most how to hide things where others won't see. I can cast detect magic on the lot of stuff, or Orik could just tell us what everything is; he's been traveling with her for 3 months, he should know.
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