"Where could we find this Kymeth and Onamae?" Directed at the skulks in their pit.
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Wave reaches out and tries to grab the thing before it escapes out the door.
"Doesn't hurt to be cautious. There are trap-doors here. Doesn't open however."
Not really trained as an investigator, Wave has been letting the others ask the questions. Feeling out of place by now. Wave examines the doorway as well.
"Mrs. Walder, I am sorry for your loss. For the investigation, please tell us what you and your guards saw when your husband was discovered."
"Interesting, they broke into the vault and nothing was taken. Sounds like they were looking for something they didn't find."
"If we are investigating a murder, I would like to look at the body of the victim."
Wave walks over to Dylan, making sure that the dragon is returned securely. When he see's the lock and and the grim features on Dylan. "Who would do this?"
Wave see's the lizard and runs towards it. "Everyone stay back, you might get hurt!" Then he winds up an smacks the lizard.
"Excuse me." Wave stands and exits the tent he was in.
Sensing that this is not just the normal act he begins to be concerned for the fortune teller. "What is happening? Who is Gorla-kozuthan? My sister is with you? Some jokes are taken too far." A rush of words seem to come out as he tries to grasp the situation.
Obviously she is trying to get Wave caught up in her act. Most likely a fake, but it would be a lie to say he wasn't curious what she would come up with. "What is she saying?"
"Yes, I have a sister and a brother. She was short-tempered and I fear she picked a fight with the wrong people and she never returned. I never did learn what happened to her." Wave looks down momentarily, but composes again to his almost neutral appearance again.
"Hmmm. While I perform for the troop now, I wish to one day travel and experience the world. Tell me, will something outstanding happen in my life."
Wave sits across from her at the other side of the table. "A pleasure. I am curious as to what you do here."
Aware he is at a carnival of outcasts, he plays along. Nothing gained from calling her out.
Wave approaches the tent that Hajeck stays in curious about what his performance is and if it's true or not.
Wave was always calm when the pressure pressed in. He stood up on a platform 30 feet off the ground, but he felt serene as he surveyed the crowd. Just as his master taught him years ago. He was sure his master would have a thing to say about the direction he is taking his life and the style that was taught to him. Wave takes the hanging bar and waves and bows to the crowd. Then he's off. He springs from the platform hanging on, swinging his body to gain momentum. Finally at the peak he lets go, flipping and reaching for the next bar.
Landing and somersaulting to the next bar before landing on the platform across the center ring. The crowd roars in approval. A leaf in the wind. He smirks to himself as he bows to the crowd.
Nearly finished with him. Just need to spend the money and make a story.
Here is wave. Human monk and trapeze acrobat. This is Vanna btw. Oh I was curious, is this PFS? |