Szith Morcane

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Jan 15, 2026 1:25 am
Ever one for questions in search of knowledge, the wizard inquires of the vampire usurpers and their goals. Kalafein maintains his composure of respect and formality as he must while addressing a female - even one transformed into a drifter. He bows in thanks, "My thanks for the knowledge you have imparted. May I inquire as to a possible task I and my companions might complete to your benefit?"
Kal thinks maybe a favor owed could help if the group stays in the city.
Jan 15, 2026 1:29 am
Ryo'fein nodded at Kalafein's question to help the drider. He wished for the group to succeed in their mission, but leaving vampires and undead in their wake didn't feel right. Perhaps the drider would need their help, perhaps not, but it was good to at least offer help.

He glanced over to the T'rissae, hoping the priestess agreed. But, if not, they had a mission to fulfill after all.
Jan 15, 2026 6:31 pm
The Drider thinks and adds, "Oh I did forget to give you, my name. I am Gia Sylvatreen, priestess of Ghuanadar. As for favors well I suppose asking you to attack the T'sarran sisters is a bit much since I am not myself going out and doing it."

She shrugs and looks down the ramp, "Honesty though if you could help some my sisters down below? Fierna, a local fire giantess who lives in the cavern, is rather attached to the halfling slaves and is being difficult about allowing them to leave. If you could convince her that it is for the best, I would be rather grateful and if you do by chance want to make the attempt at the Vampires do let me know and I'll provide some helpful items for a very low price."
Jan 16, 2026 1:15 am
Kalafein bows with respect "Forgive me for my lack of manners. I am Kalafein of House Platin. I shall bring this matter before my companions for consideration."
OOC:
and now we can discuss what we want to do
Jan 16, 2026 1:31 am
Ryo'fein glanced at the others, but kept his face an impassive mask under the hood of his piwafi. Taking Kalafein's cue to discuss the matter privately, he walked off a distance along with the others.

Even at a distance, and huddled in cover, he stuck to the silent language.

"My head thinks to stick to the objective and move on, but my heart wishes to free slaves and destroy undead abomination. I will defer to the group's collective wisdom."

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