Excellent, so I can get some sleep before waking up early enough to (a) buy groceries, or scavenge them from the Slumbering Drake kitchens, (b) pick the lock on Arien's front door, and (c) prepare him breakfast.
"Valtiro, do you happen to have any skill with the outdoors. While I do travel a bit, I tend to stick on major highways and byways and spend most of my time in a nice safe warm inn."
A Are you all heading back to Cillamar? B If you all do, what are your plans? I think everyone is ready to get to Castle Whiterock at this point.
A No. Valtiro and Priapus have elected to stay out and encamp for the night along the path we were following. I intend to bring them breakfast / lunch for when we meet them on the path tomorrow.
B Still gathering intelligence. We need to find out what Quintus has found out from Lyssa's returnsending, what Lady Chantessa may have discovered about Ankiel, and anyone else who might know something about the tattoo. For example:
I have a breakfast appointment with Arien.
Idiah awakes at dawn.
*Yawns* *Stretches*
She goes through her morning exercises carefully, holding the stretches and not skipping the one-handed push-ups. She wants to be in good shape for the battles to come. By the time she is done, morning light is pouring through the window.
Her stomach gurgles. She thinks, When's breakfast around here? as she dresses. Before she leaves she makes sure that her weapons are in good order and peace-bound. Maybe the cook can whet the axe blade for her while she eats, to save time.
~Wakes up in the tree
*Yawn*
"I think I am going to need more coffee"
"Valtiro are you awake?"
I start a small fire and brew some coffee, and make some eggs~
[sing]
"I am no king, and I am no lord.
And I am no soldier at arms," said he.
"I am none but a harper, and a very poor harper
That has come hither to wed with thee."
"If you were a lord, you should be my lord.
And the same if you were a thief," said she.
"And if you are a harper, you should be my harper,
For it makes no matter to me, to me,
For it makes no matter to me.
"But what if it prove that I am no harper?
That I lied for your love most monstrously?"
"Why then I'll teach you to play and sing,
For I dearly love a good harp," said she.
[/sing]
Also, the last line of the middle stanza, is a fifth line repeating part of the line above it, but the other stanzas are all four lines. You could easily add a fifth line to the other stanzas while only slightly modifying the wording of the repetitions. If you'd want to. It's a cute song.
"You have a talent for song, my friend. I'm afraid that my knowledge of wild lore is little better than yours. I have lived all my life in my monastery. Much as it is a place of solace to me and the masters their tried to teach us of the outside world, my practical knowledge is limited. Even while I was traveling here I did so with a performing company." I sit and ponder for a while.
"Saying as I was about the company, Priapus, there was a minstrel there also, of some skill, but she practiced always from a book of songs and lore she carried with her. Her performances of each night were fueled by her study of the day, and she repeated parts of her act in each town, such that those that traveled with her by the end of it knew her songs almost as well as she. By contrast, you seem (no affront intended) to not be one well made for study, and though you perform with feeling and gusto, I have not seen you practice. Where do you get your inspiration? Who taught you such songs? I must know."
"Song, and my meager talent with it, is my connection to this world. If I did not sing, did not embrace this world in this way.... I would loose my connection to it. In doing so I would have to leave it, or that is the fear each and every gnome has. This then, is my reason for travel. To learn new songs and new bits of inspiration from this world. None of these tunes are of my creation. I am much too shy to sing those in front of people I do not yet know intimately, as it were. You say that you traveled here with a performing troop. DO you know anything about the monks who have set up refuge in the Whitecastle regions?"
Also, the last line of the middle stanza, is a fifth line repeating part of the line above it, but the other stanzas are all four lines. You could easily add a fifth line to the other stanzas while only slightly modifying the wording of the repetitions. If you'd want to. It's a cute song.
"Sadly, my knowledge of these monks and their order is next to nothing. It is unusual, since the scattered monasteries tend to keep up civil relations and my masters were quick to teach us neophytes of their locations and dispositions, but this Order was never mentioned in our teachings that I can recall... I wonder why..."
"From what I was hearing in town they have established a base camp in the upper ruins and are searching for artifacts and have been here for about a year. I wonder what it is that they might be looking for?"
Also, the last line of the middle stanza, is a fifth line repeating part of the line above it, but the other stanzas are all four lines. You could easily add a fifth line to the other stanzas while only slightly modifying the wording of the repetitions. If you'd want to. It's a cute song.
"I wonder indeed... the place we aim for seems shadowed and brooding. Do you believe the monks could still even be alive? Why would they camp here so long beyond the safety and history of their monastery?"
~Hands over a plate of bacon, eggs and some kinda burnt bread that may have been intended to have been toast~
"My concern is that if they are staying so close to danger what exactly is it that they are looking for? It must be something worth the effort to be this close to an area of suspected danger for so long. I think there is much more going on around here then what we have been told and I suspect not everyone is telling us the whole truth. We may find out at some point that our 'allies' may not all have our best interests at heart."
*starts eating heartily*
I think Brother Seamus will freak if I am singing when he finds us.
Not at all. He will just marvel at a surface world so benign as to not kill and eat something to bold and tasty as a gnome.
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Kael will also wonder why Priapus wasn't lunch for some creature if we find him signing.
Well, I'm sure Sharoth will show up at some point, and we may discover that the rest of the party meets a Leucrotta out there, singing a whimsical gnome-like ditty.
(Or signing one, there might be sign language in Golarion.)
It has been a busy weekend. 8 callouts makes for a tired dragon, plus doing schoolwork. I will have something posted later on today, once I clear some things up at work.
Seconded.. :)
Are you going to have breakfast with Arien?
Brother Seamus intends to. I don't think I've discussed the matter with Kael.
Merian,
Merian slept later than usual, her rest disturbed by unsettled dreams. When she finally wakes, though, she has barely splashed some water on her face before there is a knock at the door, calling her to breakfast. The reflexes of a soldier are still quite sharp with her, however, and she is dressed and at mess in moments, her gear in a neat bundle beside her.
"Have we learned anything new?" she asks as she joins the others.
Aldan,
~There is a knock on your door and someone calls out "Breakfast will be in 30 minutes."
After having some morning fun, Aldan goes to eat breakfast.
I lie still for a time, staring up at the lightening sky and appreciating the quiet moment before the day. Soon, I roll to face Priapus at his rest.
"Morning, my high-spirited friend. I suspect that our friends will be sometime returning to us. I stir with eagerness to be started investigating the strange events going on. Do you feel like a small scouting run to see what's going on the the monks? Or do you have some other idea?"