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Sky continues healing until everyone is back on his or her feet. Hikari Hikari Hikari "I'm so sorry... I don't know what happened I just panicked and froze up. I'm not one to scare easily but something about dark places and undead gives me chills. Even Juniper ran away and I have never seen that happen. We should finish exploring this place quickly so I can go home to a warm bed."
Sky stays away from the melee to give Juniper room to strike with her axe. He begins a song and dance number dancing like a zombie to inspire his allies to fight +1 harder.
Sky watches the conversation with interest. His body language is friendly and non-threatening, resisting the urge to put a hand on his sword hilt. He begins fabricating lies which he can use if things turn sour. Yes that's right, I'm Lord Goldenrod, a parent and my daughter goes to this school too. I'm just here to pick her up. Must think of a name for her... hmm..
Sky can only grin while the others negotiate with the ancient groundskeeper as if he were a guard in full plate. He thinks to himself, I'll see how this plays out a bit longer before I unlock the gate for them. He is surprised when it seems the monk has already been in his pockets. Why must you spoil my fun, he thinks, but only chuckles.
Sky grabs his gear, and a few extra torches, and waits for the others to be ready as well. An eerie chill emanates from the Drownyard, so he sings to keep his courage, but his voice is shaky and uneven with trembling.
Skylark enjoys the fine food, eating a small portion of each course while making conversation and keeping his disapproval of such blatant diabolism to himself. Asmodeus take all your children, you bunch of fat simpering fiends. His face genuinely pales as the Lady Dacilane describes the horrors of the great quake. He does not look forward to wading through dozens of child sized corpses.
Sky has left his arms and armor at his room at the inn, save for a dagger. With his hair neatly combed and dressed in his least garish dancing attire, he politely declines the offer of a pastry. Instead, he beckons to a servant carrying drinks and gracefully takes two goblets, handing off one to Juniper with a wink, and sipping casually as he surveys the room and gives a smile to anyone who makes eye contact. He looks for the most interesting group of nobles
and decides to introduce himself as a pathfinder and a dancer, and to express sympathy for the lost children.
Sky dances a little twirling jig in the streets. "A memorial banquet is just the thing to hearten us before this grave affair." He pauses for a moment to let his pun sink in. "In that case, we should shop for supplies and then you should all join me for a practice banquet tonight, my treat. I'll teach you what manners will be expected of us."
Skylark solemnly accepts the iron key from Drenge's outstretched hand. The young man looks more like a jester than an adventurer. His shaggy bright blue hair has a bit of a curl to it, and it matches the blue and yellow tunic he wears over his chain shirt, as well as the blue shield he wears on his back. He puts the key to the Drownyards in one of his many pockets, gulps down the last of his wine, and smiles sheepishly at all of you while patting the pommel of his longsword as if to comfort himself. "You won't regret entrusting this task to us, Captain Drenge. Juniper and I have worked together before." He returns her beaming smile, then looks around at the rest of you. "I don't suppose one of you is a cleric?" "Well, I'm ready to get going. This night chill is only going to get worse the longer we dally." |
