A conversation with Igrainne
Jul 29, 2019 20:56:07 GMT
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Post by Mystigon on Jul 29, 2019 20:56:07 GMT
“Looks like you’re having fun. How’s your hand?”
Mystigon looks up towards the half drow girl Igrainne answering "Yes, yes needed to feel alive. It's fine, I was given a gift to make it a bit more convenient " suddenly a ferny looking hand appears in the place of the stump.. similar to the Angel's wings. " Care to join, what would you like to drink?"
"I'm good, but thanks." She sits next to him. "So, I'm here to cash in that I-O-U. I heard from the others that you've had some adventures in the Underdark. What can you tell me about it?"
He looks at you suddenly quite focused " Is your favor asking what I know about the under dark?"
She shrugs. "I don't know what else to ask of you. Plus, it's important in my line of work."
He smiles "Would you rather some privacy, people do have ears and eyes " giving a nod pointing out igrainnes features
She hesitates for a second, then nods. "Good idea."
He mutters something and three pesudo dragons appear sitting around the table, giving a sensation to keep distance. Suddenly you hear a voice in your head " that should make it fine enough, they will keep the unwanted away !"
Igrainne jumps a little in her chair. Damned warlocks. "Uh, right, okay. That'll do. So..."
"As a friendly gesture I will give you this info for free & let you keep your favor and whatever your hiding to yourself" with an easy but serious smile
She tries to avoid eye contact when he says that.
"Hey, don't mean to sound like a jerk, but I did help save your life," she mutters.
" and for that I am grateful and giving free info" with amusement in his eye
" Months ago we went for a small expedition down the chasm of Daring Heights "
He takes a sip of his brandy " we ended up being attacked then hired by the head priestess of Xarribia"
"Xarribia, you say? You went there?"
"Yes, i been there .. almost died unlocking a damned door " you see him scratch on his brow, near what used to be an eye.
“Door? Can you tell me more?” Squirming a little, she adds, “And do you need an eyepatch?”
"Yeah, we some of us decided to enter a temple from the side door; mind you we weren't invited to that event they were hosting" He looks at Igrainne with amusement " It's a badge of honor but I can cover it if it makes you uncomfortable"
"It's fine," she replies. "Would this be a temple of Lolth?"
" I think it was, didn't really get a good look when i get a fireball in the face " he laughs at his misfortune continuing " the Head priestess had a problem with another one traspiring to take her place, so to speak, we were given the choice to kill or to be killed on the spot"
"Sounds like a regular day for a drow." Igrainne gives a faint smile, as if remembering a fond memory.
A drunken Sailor approaches the table and one of the dragons snaps at him, he sees reason and moves away " Sounds like a regular day for any of us " laughing really loudly
"So a priestess charged you with killing a rival inside the temple, am I following this correctly?"
"Yes for she was really weak when teleporting through their portal, we ambushed her and done the deed" he looks thoughtful saying " I wish I had more time to study that portal" Almost unbothered that he helped kill someone.
"That's interesting. Why'd you go down there in the first place?"
" Trading expedition, building relations " with a chuckle at the second part
"Trading? Don't tell me...the OMTC?"
" I think it was, can't remember though .. i think that part of my journals got burnt too"
With a sad expression.
"I'm sorry to hear that. And about your house," she tries to empathise. "But how did you get away? Did the priestess try to enslave you after you killed the rival?"
" No she actually paid quite well and gave us safe passage to her home city Aeschira
He takes out a ring out of nowhere with a drowish design on it
"That's...unexpected. May I see that?" She reaches out for the ring.
Mystigon pauses a moment contemplating then hands it to Igrainne.
"Ithyr? This priestess was a noble, too? You got very lucky."
"The rival, was her name Gorr by any chance?"
" Nobles, Peasents .. we are all the same" Mystigon answers.
"Not in drow society, no," she almost laughs.
" I have no recollection of her family name, i didnt want to remind myself of killing for money" he winces.
" and other societies !" He shuffles a small pouch which opens on the table spilling some seeds , he whispers and many of them start growing into different flowers.
She looks at him sympathetically. "I understand. This sellsword business isn't good for the soul."
She stares in bewilderment at the flowers
He looks grim suddenly " I still need to bring that back"
"What, the ring?"
He untenses looks at Igrainne " No, not the ring . But my soul is still owed to the silver tongue"
And continues to mutter more and more flowers growing around the table to distract Igrainne from what he just said.
She totally ignores the flowers, staring at him straight in the eye. "Silver tongue?"
In her head she hears "Asmodeus".
"Right." Igrainne shifts in her seat. "We managed to stop that, though. The seraph should be able to protect you."
" We just delayed it & Will did protect me by giving me the power to protect myself and others" Rubbing with the stump a ferny feathery bracelet around his wrist.
"Well, if he comes back, we'll stop him again." She clenches a fist, which shakes ever so slightly. "I'm certain."
" What you fought was just a foot soldier"he exclaims then smiles reassuringly " We definitely will do though"
"I think I'll have that drink." She beckons to the barkeep and puts 3 copper pieces on the counter.
" nonsense" pushing her money and points out to Gedd "my tab"
She laughs, finally relaxing fully. "Thanks."
"I have two last questions about Xarribia. First: whilst you were there, did you hear anything about a Sisterhood, or a rebellion?"
"Someone named Liya, perhaps?"
"I dont believe i did"
"Huh...alright. And how far would you say Xarribia is from the Chasm? Would you mind drawing a map of the journey?"
"I would say almost 2 days, maps are my friend's Pieni domain" he says with a laugh.
"But would gladly travel with you there as an escort. You will definitely need a large source of light going there too, believe me"
"I'm not sure when I'll go back down there again, but thanks. I'll let you know when that happens." She hands the ring back to him. "I appreciate it, Mystigon."
"Oh, right, you're a human..." She giggles. "I can see in the dark just fine."
With a big laugh " You think that's a problem for me, then not even magical darkness could affect me "
"So why do we need a big source of light?"
"Us creatures of the surface need light to survive, you might be better about it than me but not far off Igrainne"
Shifting her gaze into her mug of ale, Igrainne sighs. "You're probably right about that. One time, my mother was trapped in the Underdark for months. Wasn't good for her mind. Demonic influence only made it worse." She takes a gulp. "But that's a story for another time."
With a soft smile " For another time"
Igrainne stays with Mystigon until she finishes her drink. She wishes him well, tells him to say hi to Pieni and Abdel Aziz for her, and leaves.
Mystigon looks up towards the half drow girl Igrainne answering "Yes, yes needed to feel alive. It's fine, I was given a gift to make it a bit more convenient " suddenly a ferny looking hand appears in the place of the stump.. similar to the Angel's wings. " Care to join, what would you like to drink?"
"I'm good, but thanks." She sits next to him. "So, I'm here to cash in that I-O-U. I heard from the others that you've had some adventures in the Underdark. What can you tell me about it?"
He looks at you suddenly quite focused " Is your favor asking what I know about the under dark?"
She shrugs. "I don't know what else to ask of you. Plus, it's important in my line of work."
He smiles "Would you rather some privacy, people do have ears and eyes " giving a nod pointing out igrainnes features
She hesitates for a second, then nods. "Good idea."
He mutters something and three pesudo dragons appear sitting around the table, giving a sensation to keep distance. Suddenly you hear a voice in your head " that should make it fine enough, they will keep the unwanted away !"
Igrainne jumps a little in her chair. Damned warlocks. "Uh, right, okay. That'll do. So..."
"As a friendly gesture I will give you this info for free & let you keep your favor and whatever your hiding to yourself" with an easy but serious smile
She tries to avoid eye contact when he says that.
"Hey, don't mean to sound like a jerk, but I did help save your life," she mutters.
" and for that I am grateful and giving free info" with amusement in his eye
" Months ago we went for a small expedition down the chasm of Daring Heights "
He takes a sip of his brandy " we ended up being attacked then hired by the head priestess of Xarribia"
"Xarribia, you say? You went there?"
"Yes, i been there .. almost died unlocking a damned door " you see him scratch on his brow, near what used to be an eye.
“Door? Can you tell me more?” Squirming a little, she adds, “And do you need an eyepatch?”
"Yeah, we some of us decided to enter a temple from the side door; mind you we weren't invited to that event they were hosting" He looks at Igrainne with amusement " It's a badge of honor but I can cover it if it makes you uncomfortable"
"It's fine," she replies. "Would this be a temple of Lolth?"
" I think it was, didn't really get a good look when i get a fireball in the face " he laughs at his misfortune continuing " the Head priestess had a problem with another one traspiring to take her place, so to speak, we were given the choice to kill or to be killed on the spot"
"Sounds like a regular day for a drow." Igrainne gives a faint smile, as if remembering a fond memory.
A drunken Sailor approaches the table and one of the dragons snaps at him, he sees reason and moves away " Sounds like a regular day for any of us " laughing really loudly
"So a priestess charged you with killing a rival inside the temple, am I following this correctly?"
"Yes for she was really weak when teleporting through their portal, we ambushed her and done the deed" he looks thoughtful saying " I wish I had more time to study that portal" Almost unbothered that he helped kill someone.
"That's interesting. Why'd you go down there in the first place?"
" Trading expedition, building relations " with a chuckle at the second part
"Trading? Don't tell me...the OMTC?"
" I think it was, can't remember though .. i think that part of my journals got burnt too"
With a sad expression.
"I'm sorry to hear that. And about your house," she tries to empathise. "But how did you get away? Did the priestess try to enslave you after you killed the rival?"
" No she actually paid quite well and gave us safe passage to her home city Aeschira
He takes out a ring out of nowhere with a drowish design on it
"That's...unexpected. May I see that?" She reaches out for the ring.
Mystigon pauses a moment contemplating then hands it to Igrainne.
"Ithyr? This priestess was a noble, too? You got very lucky."
"The rival, was her name Gorr by any chance?"
" Nobles, Peasents .. we are all the same" Mystigon answers.
"Not in drow society, no," she almost laughs.
" I have no recollection of her family name, i didnt want to remind myself of killing for money" he winces.
" and other societies !" He shuffles a small pouch which opens on the table spilling some seeds , he whispers and many of them start growing into different flowers.
She looks at him sympathetically. "I understand. This sellsword business isn't good for the soul."
She stares in bewilderment at the flowers
He looks grim suddenly " I still need to bring that back"
"What, the ring?"
He untenses looks at Igrainne " No, not the ring . But my soul is still owed to the silver tongue"
And continues to mutter more and more flowers growing around the table to distract Igrainne from what he just said.
She totally ignores the flowers, staring at him straight in the eye. "Silver tongue?"
In her head she hears "Asmodeus".
"Right." Igrainne shifts in her seat. "We managed to stop that, though. The seraph should be able to protect you."
" We just delayed it & Will did protect me by giving me the power to protect myself and others" Rubbing with the stump a ferny feathery bracelet around his wrist.
"Well, if he comes back, we'll stop him again." She clenches a fist, which shakes ever so slightly. "I'm certain."
" What you fought was just a foot soldier"he exclaims then smiles reassuringly " We definitely will do though"
"I think I'll have that drink." She beckons to the barkeep and puts 3 copper pieces on the counter.
" nonsense" pushing her money and points out to Gedd "my tab"
She laughs, finally relaxing fully. "Thanks."
"I have two last questions about Xarribia. First: whilst you were there, did you hear anything about a Sisterhood, or a rebellion?"
"Someone named Liya, perhaps?"
"I dont believe i did"
"Huh...alright. And how far would you say Xarribia is from the Chasm? Would you mind drawing a map of the journey?"
"I would say almost 2 days, maps are my friend's Pieni domain" he says with a laugh.
"But would gladly travel with you there as an escort. You will definitely need a large source of light going there too, believe me"
"I'm not sure when I'll go back down there again, but thanks. I'll let you know when that happens." She hands the ring back to him. "I appreciate it, Mystigon."
"Oh, right, you're a human..." She giggles. "I can see in the dark just fine."
With a big laugh " You think that's a problem for me, then not even magical darkness could affect me "
"So why do we need a big source of light?"
"Us creatures of the surface need light to survive, you might be better about it than me but not far off Igrainne"
Shifting her gaze into her mug of ale, Igrainne sighs. "You're probably right about that. One time, my mother was trapped in the Underdark for months. Wasn't good for her mind. Demonic influence only made it worse." She takes a gulp. "But that's a story for another time."
With a soft smile " For another time"
Igrainne stays with Mystigon until she finishes her drink. She wishes him well, tells him to say hi to Pieni and Abdel Aziz for her, and leaves.