Lucius Cypher

Keratia: Tales of the Arisen One

Shortfang shook his head. "Nah, Buddy good friend. Been teaching him game pa taught me. Called Pathfinder!" The kobold says with a wry smile. "Got no pieces, so we use coin and stuff. Buddy is dwarf warrior going to fight my big dragon, who is this cup." Shortfang uses a small empty cup as his dragon proxy and a single gold coin as the dwarf. "But! Dragon has minions! Zombie minions." Shortfang used copper coins as his zombie minions. "We do rolls and stuff, see if Buddy can kill zombies, he strong so should be easy. But Dragon have traps! Many cunning traps." Shortfang continued to explain how Pathfinder was played, and frankly it seemed more like he was playing by himself with Buddy rolling the dice. Soon there was a knock on the door as a voice called out for room service. Buddy went to answer the door to find one of the tavern maidens with some fresh linens and another plate of food, which got Shortfang excited.

Buddy went to change the sheets on the beds while Shortfang ate his steak, cutting it half to share with you. He even portioned out the carrots and potatoes for you too, giving you a considerable amount. "Eat up! Shortfang getting stuffed, so he just eat some." He hands you a knife and fork to eat your food, even pouring you some ale into the "dragon" cup. Between bites Shortfang chatted with you. "Hey hey! Where you go? Ask Buddy, he give shrug. Shortfang wanna go too but didn't wanna get lost and trouble. But! People here kinda nice. Big humie give me problem when Shortfang go get food, but weird mask elf step in, say humie drink to much. He use magic! Shortfang can tell." Feeling particularly chatty and possibly drunk, Shortfang started rambling on and on a lot about what he saw during his short jaunt from the room to the front desk.

"Got to see back, saw orc, and funny looking elf! She have green scale, kinda like Shortfang but kinda ugly. She look scary! And make Shortfang wonder, how are orcs and elves in Gransys? Back at Shortfang tribe, lotta bad orcs and elves. Both raid and attack a lot. Orcs have big ships with big boomy weapons, and elves ride big animals and attack villages. Shortfang tribe live underground so not bother by orc or elf, but see them a lot when out hunting. Shortfang's tribe, Shadowrun, called that because we travel fast in dark. Run in shadows. What about boss? What about boss's family?"

Keratia: Tales of the Arisen One

Pylia just smiles politely as she flicks your forehead. "Geez Sylvia, you really do have your heads in the clouds don't you? I'm sure you're mature enough to take care of yourself but... You really need to be careful around here. This world isn't like your own and... Well as I said before, it's likely more dangerous. Especially for a young woman like yourself. I don't think I need to explain to you what I mean by that." Pylia looked very sternly at you like a mother who was about to give you a lecture. "It might be hypocritical for me to say, since I'm a woman too, but you're kind sometimes. Think with your head, not with your heart. If you don't you'll be easily tricked by bad people, who'll know what you'll do because you're too nice. I would hate for someone to take advantage of your innocence." There was a certain air of menace when Pylia said that. Not quite a threat, but more a warning... Pylia still seem suspicious of you.

With nothing else to say Pylia would go inside the room. Shortfang and Buddy were here, and there was a new stack of food near Shortfang. He was eating what looked like toasted bread with bacon and eggs, as well as drinking a large mug of ale and had a couple of apples nearby. His mouth was full as he was waving at you. Buddy was standing nearby and apparently the two were playing some sort of dice game. Pylia just waved at them back and went to go fill up the metal basin with some water. "Sylvia, bring your clothes over here, including your dress right now. I think I have a spare robe in my bag you can wear. Once this water is warm enough you can wash up fist, I'll need to spend some time cleaning and mending our outfits. Swallowing his food, Shortfang looked over to you. "Hey boss! Hungry? Shortfang have big meal coming! Something call 'mar-in-ate-ted sir-loin', with potato and carrot! Very yummy!" Shortfang had to carefully say the syllables as if he was trying to read it in his mind. Buddy was looking at you this entire time, taking a small note out that simple said "Okay?" as if to ask if everything was alright.

Rolls and Info

Pylia's Insight = 16

Keratia: Tales of the Arisen One

You just reached the hall when you hear a voice call out to you. "Sylvia? Did you come somewhere?" Naturally, it was Pylia. You were too slow and Pylia was able to spot you right after she finished speaking to the elf receptionist. "Sorry it took me so long, I while I was out I was busy browsing for soap. It's a small luxury, but I think we've earned it. Ugh... And no offense, but you certainly need it. Why haven't you washed up yet? And in your good outfit too! Now we're going to need to wash both of them... Oh well, I need to wash this outfit too now that I think on it. But anywhere, where did you go? Weren't looking for me were you?"

Keratia: Tales of the Arisen One

Roll stealth.

Keratia: Tales of the Arisen One

Sure enough as you continue to trail Pylia, it seemed like she was heading back to the Silver Stag. Roughly an hour had passed since Pylia had left, and business at the market place was starting to wind down, though there were more patrons over at the Silver Stag itself. Pylia stopped by the elf at the front desk to order some dinner for herself, giving you a chance to try and sneak back to the room or continue to follow after Pylia.

Keratia: Tales of the Arisen One

As you follow Pylia and listen closely, the whispers become a bit clearer; it’s humming. From Pylia. She seemed to be humming some tune as she stops by a few grave stones. She mostly just wipes away dirt or moss, or uses her magic to mend cracks in the stones or plaques. Once more it seems like she wasn’t really doing anything and just wandering around. However in the middle of her walk a red mist began to form near her. Pylia stopped and glared. She did not have her weapons and armor, though she still kept her holy symbol on hand. From this red smoke came a floating blacken skeleton.

However it doesn’t seem like Pylia was particularly bothered or threaten. The creature spoke to her in the strange divine language Pylia uses when she casts her spells, like they’re having a conversation. Pylia remains stone faced as she seems to be giving short and curt responses. Soon she touches her holy symbol, which makes the black skeleton retreat back into the red smoke before it vanishes. Sighing, Pyli heads in your direction, her eyes looking downwards as if in deep thought.

Keratia: Tales of the Arisen One

Roll perception.

Keratia: Tales of the Arisen One

Pylia didn’t stop by any temples. She seemed to ignore all of them, and headed straight to a graveyard. It was very well kept; you wouldn’t even have realized it was a graveyard until you look at some of the plaques which told of those who died here, their seeds and accomplishments, and when they passed. This place looked more like a garden. Pylia stopped here and seemed to just walk along the graves. There was a slight whisper in the air, or perhaps it was something else?

Keratia: Tales of the Arisen One

Pylia continued to ship rocks until she was bored, and then she just sat by the beach watching the sun set. She seemed to just be sitting there thinking. No praying, no more rock throwing, and only occasionally taking out that bar of soap to smell it. Eventually however she stood up and continued to wander off again, back towards the market place area. However she didn’t stay or stop by the Silver Stag. She continued onwards, away from the market area and towards an area where there were temples and churches.

Keratia: Tales of the Arisen One

There were two large windows you could easily see Pylia through, and as long as you kept your head down and stayed in the crowd, Pylia might not notice you, especially since she isn’t expecting you. Watching her Pylia doesn’t seem to be doing anything except buying soap, which she does, two bars worth for a few silver coins. Putting the soap in her bag Pylia would soon leave the shop and the market place itself, heading towards the docks. You trail her easily enough, though with less people around you have to resort of hiding behind walls and corners instead of just following her from a distance.

Pylia finally comes to a stop near a pier where the water looked relatively clean. There was a small rocky beach here which she went down towards, picking up rocks and skipping the stones across the water. Her best was five skips. Now it just looked like she was goofing off.