"This should be quite the challenge"
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Then'ody smiles warmly at the performer as Ducar opens the letter.
"I hope you are well." Thren'ody says with a smile before continuing to watch the woman perform.
Happy Birthday!
"How does the rug factor in?" Thren'ody asks.
"I wasn't able to find out anything relevant, sorry." Thren'ody replies sitting.
Dismissing the psionic shield, Then'ody follows suit
"I believe we should move before a mass panic kicks in." Thren'ody says looking around at the assembling crowd.
"You're quite skilled as well Solinas, " Then'ody says with a smile. "Whatever the reason the little monsters can't hurt anyone now."
Launching into a crage of her own, Thren'ody plunges her spear into one of the attacking goblins with a shout of anger.
A screen of pure force manifests before Thren'ody as she moves forward, preparing to engage her opponent.
Returning to the meeting place unsuccessful Thren'ody sees the girl Ducar in a fight and draws her spear, rushing towards the conflict.
Having found no useful information Thren'ody returns to the designated meeting place.
After gathering her gear, Thren'ody asks around her contacts and those with whom she trains, seeking word of someone researching or showing an interest in psionic tattoos.
I might toss up a character as well
Thren'ody head back to her home where she dons her armor and gathers her spear, before heading back out.
"That would be fine."
"I have a few friends who do less than honest work, I can see what I find out. I would also wish to go and gather the rest of my equipment."
"At least now there is an idea of where we need to go" Thren'ody says
"Art thief? Were the books known for their artwork?" Thren'ody asks.
I'm fine with that.
"Absolutely, " Thren'ody replies putting a few coins on the table. "So do you have any idea who the thief might be?"
Thren'ody chuckles guessing as Ducar's meaning.
As a psychic warrior herself, Thren'ody is intrigued. [b]"What exactly would they gain from having stolen the book?[/ooc]
With no clue as to the man's Identity Thren'ody stands quietly by her new companions.
Leveled. Mind over body as bonus feat, Force screen as new Power known. +1 BAB, fort, +4 skill points
Will update and post later today.
"He also kidnapped this child, and may have tortured or otherwise abused her." Thren'ody adds.
Still here, hoping for no more sudden halts.
"Fine, if it were up to me he'd be twitching on a spear for whatever he did to her." The anger barely restrained in Thren'ody's voice speaks of vividly imagined violence.
Thren'ody drags the man out by his hair, keeping her blade to him. She looks to Solinas questioningly.
Thren'ody staggers out of the cloud, sword in hand, clearly still disoriented. "You would seem to be quite the warrior,"she says to the elven woman, clearly impressed.
Wishing she had her armor, Threnody draws the sword at her hip, her eyes flashing as psionic power flows through her body, increasing the density of her skin and muscles.
"You'll pay for the horrible things you've done." Thren'ody responds, practically vibrating with rage.
Overwhelmed by the horrors she finds below Thren makes her way back upstairs, the familiar mask of calm falling in place to control her internal revulsion.
While the man is distracted, Thren'ody follows her instincts checking the basement she noticed upon entering.
Thren'ody will check the basement as subtly as possible.
"Would you mind if I joined you?" Then'ody asks the blond elven woman, feeling as though she would be needed for some reason.
Noticing the commotion, Thren'ody walks over to the group. |