!vf05RX1JTQ 10/03/10(Sun)21:20 No.12317827|
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[Sorry, if you want a dragon cage-match, you'll have to wait a bit.]
"I /rescued/ you." you shout, annoyed, but taking some reassurance that if she's trigger-happy, you won't vanish in a ball of flame, "Normally that's the kind of actions that receive gratitude, thanks, reward, non-violence, and a lack of threats?"
She slows down some, whether from pain, as you notice she's wincing with every other motion, or due to your words, you aren't sure.
With a small flash of light and smoke, Scinnari appears next to you, wearing the robes of a wizard, and pointing the wand you pulled of the snake-priests' body at the dragon. "He freed you! And you attack him! So much for the vaunted /nobility/ of golds." Scinnari spits, venomous contempt dripping."
For a moment, you think Scinnari has pushed the gold over the edge, but instead it backs down, sitting down gingerly. She still seems to be breathing heavily.
"Alright. /Why/ did you rescue me?" it says, a quieter voice, not apologetic, but a forced-calm neutral.
"An individual we know as Brother Arman hired us to look into the disappearance of Sister Cygnis from the local temple of knowledge. We investigated, and eventually found you here. May we ask what Eidomon wanted with you?"
"He- h- He thought," 'Cygnis' says, forcibly controlling her voice again, "that I knew something of my... possession, my missing time. I didn't. I had glimpses and flashes, nightmares, but no tangible knowledge of what he wanted."
"I... see...." you respond, neutrally, standing up. Suddenly, you see her head perk up, neck stretching, following something through the air. Sniffing.
"Flame. What else was here? A.... dragon. Chromatic... A red...." she says, half talking to herself, half demanding of you.
[1d100 for her, and 1d100 for you, if you intend to lie/bluff/diplomance your way out of this.]