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Shiiru takes aim and fires at another of the foul creatures. A burst of cold and a ray of blue flies into the rafters.
Shiiru looks up and shakes his head, "These things! Ts'eelhn tĥeng'a!" He motions forward and a bright silvery missile shoots from Shiiru's hands up to one of the creatures.
Ah. Shiiru yells nearly falling over himself, "There, there, there, there and there."
Shiiru looks up into the rafters and curses. "I lost them." He looks again, searching to see if he can find them, then fires into the rafters again.
Shiiru takes aim again, firing up into the rafters.
Shiiru looks up and sees the patter of feet above him. He aims and begins to speak, clear and concise, "Vausee srentsa dzaalhve." A blue ray shoots from his hand into the cloth above.
Shiiru wakes the next morning, and prepares his spells. He eventually comes out of his tent with Taaso on his heels. They go break their morning fast together, off to the side, before finally meeting up with the others. Still wiping sleep from his eyes, Shiiru turns to the others, "Who got the map from Lady Almah." He finally looks at the others, truly looks, "Where did Amori and Thomdril go? And who are you two?" Taaso mews from the ground, pawing at Shiiru's leg, before he blinks and bows, "Taaso is correct, please excuse my poor manors. Though I have been up for some time, I am not great at it. I am Shiiru, and this is Taaso, at your service. Did Lady Almah hire you to help us clear the church?"
In the Tent: Shiiru nods, Taaso and I will stay for this task. Thank you Lady Almah." Shiiru bows then, "With your leave, we shall go prepare. Whom may we speak to for more information on this church?"
Pugwampi Hunters: Shiiru nods gravely, "Yes, while this creature lived, things kept happening on the side of misfortune. Constantly. As soon as it was dead though, everything seemed better. This along with the observations of Eloais' wagon, that he kept many candles around and that it seemed it could have been an accident. Well the evidence comes together to suggest that, one," Shiiru holds up a finger, "this creature was present in the camp, for he had taken Rombard. Two," a second finger joins the first, "this creature causes accidents and calamities wherever it is. And finally, that those two things together caused Eloais to knock over some of his candles and burn down his wagon." Shiiru breathes deep and sighs, looking down with sad eyes at the ground.
Welcome aboard! I think yeah, something skill based would be great. Otherwise than that, I say go for what you want to play. Either way, glad to have you.
Shiiru sighs and drops the spell as he prepared to cast. "Nicely done Fulk." Shiiru grabs the pugwampi and gingerly lifts it up, carrying it through the cactuses. "Lady Almah wanted us to bring one back, I believe. And our experiences here could show how easily it would have been for Eloais to burn down his own cart were one of these creatures around." He shakes his head sadly. "Well, shall we?"
Fine with me.
Shiiru looks at the creature in front of them, remembering all the strange chances that have gone wrong since they entered the cactuses, "We need a sure things here." He calls out in an almost sing-song "Ts'eelhn tĥeng'a!" pulling his hands back and forth until a bright missile erupts from one palm, hurtling straight for the creature on the rock.
Shiiru looks around, "Let's just try again," he says, grabbing the rope to suit his words.
I'm still here. I'll make the roll for them.
Looking at it, and Amori hasn't posted on any of their accounts in a month. I don't expect they'll be returning. As for Thomdrill, we got a post about two weeks ago (while navigating through the cactuses), but that's the last time they posted. Hopefully we can hear from them soon.
Shiiru steps up to grab hold of the rope and attempt to help Nasir up.
Shiiru jumps, startled at Nasir's fall. "Are you okay?" He turns to the others, "I didn't bring a rope, did you?" He looks back trying to find a safe way down to where Nasir is.
Shiiru shakes his head, "I don't see anything else around here. Maybe there are no Pugwampis." He looks back to see Dashki sitting safely behind the cactii and scowls.
I added the current map to my header section so it's easier to find for all.
Shiiru bends down to pick up Taaso and examine her for any cactus spines. Finally he laughs setting her down, "Of course you'd make it out fine," he says, starting to pull the spines from his arms. "I'm no good in that respect, Nasir. Only animal I can stand is Taaso." As if she understood, Taaso sits down at Shiiru's feet and makes a rumbly purr. Shiiru finally looks around, "Where are the Pugwampis?" he wonders aloud.
I'll just wait. Since everything else is still going one round at a time anyway.
Since you'd said you want to go round by round, I assume you don't want me to roll for Shiiru and Taaso's second round yet?
Shiiru pushes through the cactii, making his way toward Rombard. He moves gingerly, looking left and right as he does.
Taaso follows close behind on his heals, easily avoiding the cactii
Shiiru reaches out and stops Nasir, "It is likely the lost goat, and while it may be in pain, rushing in this light could be deadly." Shiiru continues forward, towards the sound of the goat, keeping an eye out for the little hairy creatures they were looking for. Taaso sensing his tension stays right by his side.
Shhiiru gets up, not bothering with light. He meets the others, groggy and tired. "This is far too early." He pulls out his own waterskin, splashing some water in his face and shaking himself. He takes a drink and follows the others to the tracks.
Shhiiru looks after Dashki for a moment before bursting into laughter. "Well then, I guess I'll find my bed as well.” Shhiiru bids goodnight to the others, then he and his cat make their way to bed.
Shhiiru sighs, shaking his head, "This was definitely not the best, but there is still more to do. If say let's get it over with. Besides, the longer we wait, the less likely we are to find signs of . . . well, anything really." He turns to Dashki and looks him up and down, "May as well give this fine gentleman a chance to show us his theory was correct." Shhiiru beams an overly bright smile at the man and motions for him to lead, "We were told you're the expert, do you want to lead the way?" Mostly I don't want him at my back any longer than I have to.
Shiiru cocks his head, then finally just shakes it and follows Nasir out. Taaso joins him as he leaves the tent.
Shiiru nods along, "At this point Lady Almah, we have some possibilities, but little else. We would like to take your leave and return to report after we have more." He pauses then seems to realize who he's dealing with and adds a quick bow, "with your permission of course."
Shiiru shakes his head, hands out, "I can do little in the way of tracking. I might be able to get Taaso to track the goat, but I can't guarantee that he'll understand what we need.I can really only communicate basics to him as yet," he says as if that explains everything. "It might be easier if one of our more experienced people tried." He turns to Fulk and Nasir, a question in his eyes.
Shiiru's mouth pulls tight, "Yes, we received much the same from Father Zastoran. While he did not say anything about Dashki's presence that day, he did say that Dashki was the only one who might want Eloais dead." Shiiru sighs and shakes his head, "Apparently the man was jealous of the attention Lady Almah gave Eloais." Shiiru begins to pace, Taaso weaving in and out of his legs along side the man. "So, we have no evidence, but two possibilities. Either Dashki did it," Shiiru counts off the reasons on his fingers, "He was acting suspicious, he could have wanted Eloais dead, and he was not accounted for during the fire." He looks at his fingers and closes them all into a fist, "But none of that is proof. On the other hand, it could have been Pugwampis," he lifts his other hand and starts counting again, "They like manufacturing accidents, Eloais kept enough candles around that he could have made it easy, Dashki suggested that it was." Shiiru looks doubtful at the last one. "Anyone have any ideas on how we can find out which, if any, of these theories is true?"
Father Zastoran:
"Thank you for your help. Hopefully we can put this all to rest soon."
As they walk back, listening to Viridi talk about Dashki, Shiiru wonders to himself about the whole thing. Finally when they find the others, Shiiru looks around, "I think it is time we put together all that we know. What did you find with the wagon tracks?"
Father Zastoran: Shiiru raises an eyebrow at the halfling's talk of poetry and music, but listens through it all. "I see," he says when Father Zastoran's done, "so you were not able to see what caused the fire. Do you know of anyone who might have had a grudge against Eloais?"
Shiiru nods, accepting the company, and walks towards where Father Zastoran would be. Father Zastoran: The group approaches the halfling, Shiiru a grim expression on his face. "Father Zastoran, I don't know if the reason for our visit precedes us or not, but we're here seeking out information on the fire. Were you there when it started? Would you tell us what you know?"
Shiiru nods to the Hadrod, "Thank you for your help." He watches Nasir walk off towards the mercenaries, then Fulk and Thomdril moving to the wagon again. Taaso, comes out of the darkness, brushing up against Shiiru's leg. "Well my friend, where do we go next?" Shiiru turns to Viridi and Amori, the only two left here, "I'm going to visit Father Zastoran, and see if he has anything to say about it. Would you like to join Taaso and I?" He reaches down, scratching the cat's head for half a moment as he speaks, to indicate Taaso. "It may not get us anything, but it's probably the next best stop before we start forming theories."
I've got a few guesses too and I can help with that, I was going slow the last few days cause I was worried I was taking the chance from others, but if y'all are low on ideas I can help push through till we've got something more concrete
The wagon people found nothing. Mostly we noted that it's possible it was an accident, but nothing definitive. So far the combined evidence of the two groups suggests that, "it could have been Pugwampis." That's about what we've got so far.
Shiiru raises his eyebrows at Garavel's seeming unconcern, but says nothing. He sits and listens patiently to the priest and his wife as they tell their story. Hmmm . . . The fire then chaos, I wonder . . . As they finish he looks at them solemnly, "So Rombard is still missing. Has anything else gone missing? And is there anyone that seemed like they might want to take Rombard?" It's a little thin, but creating chaos to steal something, it's at least another possibility.
Shiiru sits quietly and solemnly through the ceremony. As it is ending, he whispers his own prayer, though only those closest can hear it, "Magic has nurtured you, and now you nurture magic. Return to the netherworld with peace, and may Nethys' blackened hand guide you." He stands for a few moments longer, but as things start to break away, Shiiru stops the three men. "I appreciate that you three came to help pay respects. We are now looking for some help in finding out what happened to him. Did any of you see anything before his wagon caught fire?"
"Pugwampi's are a type of gremlin that revel in the misfortunes and mistakes of others. Enough so that they often do anything they can to create those misfortunes." Shiiru spits, "Filthy creatures." "With what we know so far, it could be true that Pugwampis are responsible," Shiiru turns to Thomdrill, "regardless of how careful he was. However, I do not think that this means our investigation is done. Just because it is possible, doesn't mean it is our reason. When we are done with this, we should try to find more witnesses." Shiiru steps forward, looking around to see if he can figure out the direction of Katapesh, and discussing it with Fulk to see if the two can figure it out together.
Shhiiru looks relieved to see they've left the man without starting a fight."Pugwamis?" he asks.
"Oh yes, aren't those the creatures that . . ." "I've never heard of those, what are they?" He shakes his head, "Well I'm glad you've got something. The only thing we found is that it is possible that it was an accident. Come, we'll tell you about it as we go. We left the body because it looked like there might be trouble over here, but we were just about to give the man some sort of funeral. He deserves something at least." |