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6 posts. Alias of Navior.


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Spivey nods vigorously, then takes the scroll and flutters through the air to the east side of the cemetery. She flies over the wooden fence and off into the forest.


"If you wish, I can go find your friend at the crossroads," Spivey says, "and see if there is anything I can do for her. I can't promise anything, but I can try."


"They are very strong, and they can leap about with great agility," Spivey says. "Two of them come out of the castle to hunt every other day. They usually hunt in the woods to the south. Sometimes they hunt in other areas, but they never come into the cemetery, so you could use here as a place to rest. I will happily provide you with healing if you need it."

She flies quickly and excitedly over to the shrine again and points to the copper bowl. "And this is holy water! You may take it if you wish. Every night as the stars come out, Desna blesses any water that is in the bowl, so it is easily replenished."


Spivey shrugs. "Maybe they did it themselves. The corbies were not the original inhabitants, so they clearly moved in after it was abandoned. Perhaps it was abandoned because the corbies attacked." She shrugs again. "I don't know. I wasn't here."

She flies over by Corinna. "I arrived about ten years ago," she says. "My mistress was killed by a hungry plant and I was left wandering. I found the town and the ruined temple to Desna." She points back to the gate into the cemetery. "It's just outside the gate. It was clearly a sign, so I decided to stay and repair it. Unfortunately, it was too damaged and the corbies discovered me. I fled to here in this cemetery and began tending it instead. The corbies seem afraid of this cemetery. It must be the power of Desna protecting it."

She flies a short distance towards the gate. "I keep an eye on the town as well, but I have to keep out of sight. I'm good at hiding, but I don't have the power to fight the corbies. Not all of them." She turns back to face the party. "But maybe you can!" she says excitedly.


"Terrible creatures," Spivey says, circling slowly around the statue of Desna. "They are like humanoid crows. They are vicious and cruel, and they rule over Brinewall castle now. They moved in many years ago after the town was abandoned and have remained ever since. I do not know what they would want with your friend."


Spivey tilts her head in thought. "Whether her reasons for coming were wise or unwise, your friend came and is in trouble. It does indeed sound like it is some effect from the castle, though I do not know how the corbies would have achieved such a thing. Where is your friend now? Are there others with her?"