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"Not exactly certain how merry I am. There has not been much reason to be, of late."
"With the goblin war still proceeding, you will need more than a little protection I think. I will accompany you for as long as I am able." Uldu also pledges her support.
Uldu remains standing, but that makes her head about level with the rest of the tallfolk. She nods respectfully toward Leofalcon as he approaches, but waits to see what everyone else does before she says anything.
Uldu makes her way back to the tavern, dressed in her gleaming armor once again. "I slept well enough, all things considered. There seems to be quite a lot of death and bloodshed around these days, and I hope it is only a temporary matter that will eventually be resolved."
Uldu nods solemnly, still a little uncertain about the motives of her companions, but at least realizing that something else was going on. "I hope we can find out more about what's going on. It seems so unusual to me."
lol... yep. I guess you saw the DM's conundrum on the gameplay thread.
Uldu smiles as Cilda finally makes it to the roof. "Better late than never..."
"It looks like you hit the eave, try again. I'm sure you'll get it the next time." Uldumastie urges her new companion on.
Uldu pauses before she reveals more about what she has discovered about the murderer. "There is not much to fill in. Except that someone is slaying innocents and the valiant protectors of this village. What that means for us all.... remains to be seen."
"I will take point at the gate to the north if there is no one there.... Come get me when help is on the way!" She calls after the fleeing half orc, then trudges towards the north gate to act as a guard until others can arrive.
Unwilling to expose her incredulity at the others' story, Uldu makes it out to the town just in time to hear Sinque call for the guards. "Now what is the trouble?"
Uldu makes her way back to the tavern, the news hub of the town. She is mildly confused by the state of events, and looks around at the others.
Uldumastie sees to the woman's health, asking her to stay safe for the time being, then makes her way out of the tavern. While her speed is not as high as the others. (She has a 15' speed.) Uldu does walk about the central square in an attempt to gather other clues.
She also asks others about the Rangers and their normal ways of doing things, tracks, routes, and more.
Uldu ensures that the woman is resting peacefully then returns to the public room of the tavern. She begins to ask around to see if anyone knows anything more unusual about the Rangers, though she does not reveal why she is asking or that the woman had seemed to be accusing one.
Uldumastie pauses as she recalls the nature of the Rangers. "Why would they attack one they are charged to defend?" She is quiet again as she does not wish to alarm the woman any further.
Uldu considers the woman's story. Does she know anything about the Rangers? And if longbows are standard issued, did the Rangers work for the army? If so, why are they attacking people? She doesn't ask these out loud, just trying to determine if she knows anything about it already.
Uldumastie allows the woman to lean on her while they go back into the tavern. "I am sure that that the villain will be caught again soon. Those people seem to know what they are doing." The nearest seat available will do as Uldumastie does what she can to help calm the woman's nerves further.
Uldu pulls the woman up and asks her what happened and who attacked her. She remains by her side.
Uldumastie reaches into her sachel for the potion of cure light wounds she had with her from the temple, and quickly administers it. healing.
Uldu moves toward the body, knowing she will never be able to catch up with the fleeing transgressor. She checks to see if the woman is still alive, or if she is injured beyond help.
Uldumastie is first shocked by the news of the scream, then irritated at being called Blondie again. Nevertheless, she reaches for the blade hanging at her waist and follows the others out the door, albeit a bit slower due to her size.
Uldumastie edges away from Sinque, allowing him the space he needs to feel comfortable. "I am Uldumastie, not Blondie.", she says serenely. "And I do well enough. As for the gold, a little goes a long way. You might even consider donating some of it to the orphans of any who died in the attack."
Uldumastie is able to relax a little more at the sound of proper music playing, but she still seems anxious and a little out of place. She attempts to move through the room towards the bar without touching anyone, a difficult process in itself, in order to place her empty glass on the bar. "The goblins have no love of culture. At least not civilized culture." Uldumastie's voice is meek and small, in direct conflict with the whirl of metal and cloak she was during the battle.
Uldumastie, her armor shining as though she had just polished it, stands near the door, but if possible away from the shadowy characters, drinking a goblet of heavily watered down wine. She is a little startled by the harsh chords of the lute, but says nothing other than nodding her head slowly.
Oh, thanks. I missed that post for some reason... =) |
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