"Stay safe. Continue remaining under cover. My group is capable. We will do our best to end whatever's wrong with this place." He stoically nods and slides two cucumbers over his eyelids as he slips the provided bathrobes back on.
Eralynn (and Garmus, I assume) were in the lounge, relaxing. Your gear is not guarded, it's locked in your cubby for safe keeping.
Ecko swaggers in, donning white bathrobes, cucumbers over his eyes, and a face mask plastered over his beak. He doesn't quite understand what they're for or what their point is, but if they're provided, Ecko will make sure to use them. His usual jerky motions have been replaced with a more fluid demeanor. It seems the massage helped. Despite the aura of utmost relaxation he exudes, he still remains aware - and notably, he has his gear with him. "Yes! The massage was wonderful. This place is wonderful. Really is," he comments, gaze looking somewhere to Eralynn's left. Was he supposed to keep the cucumber slices over his eyes? Ecko doesn't know. "How about you? I've been wanting to explore this place more. See what there is to offer." He lowers his voice, ensuring the people tending to their needs aren't close or listening. "There's something strange going on. This place is run by three hags. Apparently there are answers in the other few buildings."
"Hags huh? if that's the case, then they've probably already eaten Falthrax by now. We should probably stop them before they harm anyone else..." Ysa replied as she rose and began to make her way out of the lounge. "Shall we find the troublemakers then?"
"First ya get yer mind offa yer non existent balls then we gather our things and 'take a stroll' around the grounds." Garmus does double quotes when he mentions the stroll.
"I suggest the masseuse! He's very handsy," Ecko comments towards Eralynn without missing a beat. "He's the one who told me about this, too. I'm fairly sure he isn't a hag. Pretty sure. I don't know what I'd do if he was." The feathers around Ecko's neck ruffle at the thought. "Apparently the tower and the shrine are where they are - I suggest we look everywhere, though. I'm sure there are secrets everywhere."
Given the lounge is T3, Ecko - still in his bathrobe - suggest checking out T4 and T5 before heading to T11.
Eralynn made a cute face at Garmus that indicated that girls have needs, too.
"I suggest the masseuse! He's very handsy," Ecko comments towards Eralynn without missing a beat. Eralynn gives you an interested, yet concerned, look. Wait, what? Why? What did he do?
AREA T4
An iron fence overgrown with ivy surrounds this small garden. An earthen path weaves between a scattering of trees, flower bushes, and stone benches. Various iron weights, wooden poles, and heavy sacks are strewn about the place. The area is currently empty of people.
AREA T5
A floor of polished white marble surrounds a large central pool of steaming turquoise water in this large, open-air bath. Stone pillars stand along the outside wall, sculpted with relief carvings of Sune. Between the pillars, frosted windows diffuse the light from outside through the mist that hangs in the air. Cyrena the dryad is still here, cleaning the area. Eralynn waves to her. Cyrena waves back, and looks towards Ecko. "Hello, my new friend. Would you like to bathe? Can I clean you?"
Ecko rolls his shoulders. "He gave me a massage! It felt really good. I recommend it. They didn't have them in Hupperdook. We usually party. We don't relax. I should probably relax more. Don't you think?" he chats along the way. "Why are you concerned?"
At the garden, Ecko follows the butterflies around randomly for some time as he pokes around and looks for anything of interest.
Upon entering the bathhouse, Ecko's jittery gaze sweeps across the room. He was on a mission to investigate, after all; really, all it does is provide him an excuse to be his normal, inquisitive self. He blinks and halts mid-step as he realizes he was addressed. Was this a hag? It didn't seem like a hag. "Oh! Friend! Clean me? That's weird, but sure. I'll never say no to a nice bath."
Ecko rolls his shoulders. "He gave me a massage! It felt really good. I recommend it. They didn't have them in Hupperdook. We usually party. We don't relax. I should probably relax more. Don't you think?" he chats along the way. "Why are you concerned?"
No, not concerned, just.. and she stopped writing, thinking. Her eyes dilated.
"Oh! Friend! Clean me? That's weird, but sure. I'll never say no to a nice bath."
"Then, come into the calming waters. I shall do as you command."Cyrena offered.
Ecko gladly hops into the warm waters of the bathhouse - it appears he already entirely forgotten about the current mission at hand. He has half a mind to believe this creature is a hag. "If it's not impolite to ask, who are you? How long have you been here?" he asks Cyrena, curious to know how many people were trapped inside this place.
"If it's not impolite to ask, who are you? How long have you been here?" he asks Cyrena, curious to know how many people were trapped inside this place. "Hello, my friend. I am Cyrena. I have been employed here for a number of years. I serve the clients, and I am allowed to live outside in the forest. May I clean you this day?"she asks.
Eralynn dream walks over to the Treatment Rooms. She knocks on the door. Ilmar, in his robe, and washing his hands, was inside. He turns to look. "Oh, my."he breathes, "What have we here? Are you interested in a massage, my dear? Please say yes."
Eralynn nearly fell over. She put her hand on her throat and swallowed, wishing, of all wishes, she could speak and say what was on her mind in a natural way. She tapped her throat and realized she didn't have a way to communicate to Ilmar, with her things locked up. She turned cherry red and tightened her robe a bit in sheer embarrasment and instict as to how handsome the drow was. She made a hand motion. "Ah! You cannot speak? How tragic, my dear. Come. Lay down on the table, I will treat you to a massage of your dreams. You need not say a word, simply..enjoy yourself. Let my hands do all the talking."
Eralynn began to sweat, imaging his hands all over her. She nodded yes.
Seeing Ecko busy in the bath and Eralynn going off to scratch her itch, Garmus turns to Ysa. "I'm a goin' ta look around over that way." He points to where he is headed. He looks in the various rooms to if there is anything out of the ordinary and any other people around. (He'll check out T7, T9 and T10)
AREA T7 are the treatment rooms. You can see Eralynn enter one of these rooms and the door closes. Don't go in there unless you wanna see some boom boom.
AREA T9
These are guest rooms. These well-furnished guest room contain comfortable beds, sturdy chests for storage, wall lanterns, full-length mirrors, and desks that holds small bottles of lotions and soaps. How nice!
AREA T10
This appears to be an employee's room. The cluttered state of this room suggests that its occupant has been staying at the temple for some time. Clothes and cosmetic products are scattered across the floor and the desk.
"If it's not impolite to ask, who are you? How long have you been here?" he asks Cyrena, curious to know how many people were trapped inside this place. "Hello, my friend. I am Cyrena. I have been employed here for a number of years. I serve the clients, and I am allowed to live outside in the forest. May I clean you this day?"she asks.
Ecko settles down in the springs and flips fresh cucumber slices over his eyes. This place had everything. "You may. I'm Ecko. You live in the woods? Neat. How long have you been here? I've heard some strange things about this place. Have you?"
"Yes!"Ilmar gestures to it. "Undress, don't be shy. Allow me to massage all of your tension and stress away. It would be an honor - for you are such a beautiful young woman, please."
Eralynn made a finger motion for Ilmar to turn around, and he smiled and did so. She took off her robe, and laid face up on the table, small towels covering her naughty bits. Ilmar turned around, looking her over. "Fantastic. Relax, and I shall prepare. Get ready to my enjoy my hands all over your lovely form."He began to soap his hands and prepare for the massage. Eralynn was a little shy but the anticipation of being touched by such a hunk of a drow made her heart pound, like she was about to get a very personal lap dance.
Seeing Ecko busy in the bath and Eralynn going off to scratch her itch, Garmus turns to Ysa. "I'm a goin' ta look around over that way." He points to where he is headed. He looks in the various rooms to if there is anything out of the ordinary and any other people around. (He'll check out T7, T9 and T10)
Giving Garmus a nod, Ysa headed outside and looked over at the tower to the east before making her way to the Shrine in T11.
There's a sack hidden in the mattress. The sack holds three diamonds and a silver holy symbol of Eilistraee. A chain shirt and a rapier are stored inside the room’s locked chest.
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"Stay safe. Continue remaining under cover. My group is capable. We will do our best to end whatever's wrong with this place." He stoically nods and slides two cucumbers over his eyelids as he slips the provided bathrobes back on.
Eralynn (and Garmus, I assume) were in the lounge, relaxing. Your gear is not guarded, it's locked in your cubby for safe keeping.
Eralynn waves to you, looking quite refreshed. Hello, Ecko! Did you have a pleasant massage?
Ecko swaggers in, donning white bathrobes, cucumbers over his eyes, and a face mask plastered over his beak. He doesn't quite understand what they're for or what their point is, but if they're provided, Ecko will make sure to use them. His usual jerky motions have been replaced with a more fluid demeanor. It seems the massage helped. Despite the aura of utmost relaxation he exudes, he still remains aware - and notably, he has his gear with him. "Yes! The massage was wonderful. This place is wonderful. Really is," he comments, gaze looking somewhere to Eralynn's left. Was he supposed to keep the cucumber slices over his eyes? Ecko doesn't know. "How about you? I've been wanting to explore this place more. See what there is to offer." He lowers his voice, ensuring the people tending to their needs aren't close or listening. "There's something strange going on. This place is run by three hags. Apparently there are answers in the other few buildings."
"Hags huh? if that's the case, then they've probably already eaten Falthrax by now. We should probably stop them before they harm anyone else..." Ysa replied as she rose and began to make her way out of the lounge. "Shall we find the troublemakers then?"
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"Knew it was too good to be true." Garmus grumbles as he turns to follow Ysa.
Eralynn takes the cucumbers off Ecko's eyes. When he starts talking about hags, she gets a little down.
Aw man. she draws. All this teasing with handsome men, dick, and no action is giving me pink balls.
She magically erases that last part, turning red.
Now what do we do?
"First ya get yer mind offa yer non existent balls then we gather our things and 'take a stroll' around the grounds." Garmus does double quotes when he mentions the stroll.
"I suggest the masseuse! He's very handsy," Ecko comments towards Eralynn without missing a beat. "He's the one who told me about this, too. I'm fairly sure he isn't a hag. Pretty sure. I don't know what I'd do if he was." The feathers around Ecko's neck ruffle at the thought. "Apparently the tower and the shrine are where they are - I suggest we look everywhere, though. I'm sure there are secrets everywhere."
Given the lounge is T3, Ecko - still in his bathrobe - suggest checking out T4 and T5 before heading to T11.
Eralynn made a cute face at Garmus that indicated that girls have needs, too.
"I suggest the masseuse! He's very handsy," Ecko comments towards Eralynn without missing a beat.
Eralynn gives you an interested, yet concerned, look. Wait, what? Why? What did he do?
AREA T4
An iron fence overgrown with ivy surrounds this small garden. An earthen path weaves between a scattering of trees, flower bushes, and stone benches. Various iron weights, wooden poles, and heavy sacks are strewn about the place. The area is currently empty of people.
AREA T5
A floor of polished white marble surrounds a large central pool of steaming turquoise water in this large, open-air bath. Stone pillars stand along the outside wall, sculpted with relief carvings of Sune. Between the pillars, frosted windows diffuse the light from outside through the mist that hangs in the air. Cyrena the dryad is still here, cleaning the area. Eralynn waves to her. Cyrena waves back, and looks towards Ecko. "Hello, my new friend. Would you like to bathe? Can I clean you?"
Ecko rolls his shoulders. "He gave me a massage! It felt really good. I recommend it. They didn't have them in Hupperdook. We usually party. We don't relax. I should probably relax more. Don't you think?" he chats along the way. "Why are you concerned?"
At the garden, Ecko follows the butterflies around randomly for some time as he pokes around and looks for anything of interest.
Upon entering the bathhouse, Ecko's jittery gaze sweeps across the room. He was on a mission to investigate, after all; really, all it does is provide him an excuse to be his normal, inquisitive self. He blinks and halts mid-step as he realizes he was addressed. Was this a hag? It didn't seem like a hag. "Oh! Friend! Clean me? That's weird, but sure. I'll never say no to a nice bath."
Ecko rolls his shoulders. "He gave me a massage! It felt really good. I recommend it. They didn't have them in Hupperdook. We usually party. We don't relax. I should probably relax more. Don't you think?" he chats along the way. "Why are you concerned?"
No, not concerned, just.. and she stopped writing, thinking. Her eyes dilated.
"Oh! Friend! Clean me? That's weird, but sure. I'll never say no to a nice bath."
"Then, come into the calming waters. I shall do as you command." Cyrena offered.
Where did you say that massage guy was?
Ecko gladly hops into the warm waters of the bathhouse - it appears he already entirely forgotten about the current mission at hand. He has half a mind to believe this creature is a hag. "If it's not impolite to ask, who are you? How long have you been here?" he asks Cyrena, curious to know how many people were trapped inside this place.
"If it's not impolite to ask, who are you? How long have you been here?" he asks Cyrena, curious to know how many people were trapped inside this place.
"Hello, my friend. I am Cyrena. I have been employed here for a number of years. I serve the clients, and I am allowed to live outside in the forest. May I clean you this day?" she asks.
Eralynn dream walks over to the Treatment Rooms. She knocks on the door. Ilmar, in his robe, and washing his hands, was inside. He turns to look. "Oh, my." he breathes, "What have we here? Are you interested in a massage, my dear? Please say yes."
Eralynn nearly fell over. She put her hand on her throat and swallowed, wishing, of all wishes, she could speak and say what was on her mind in a natural way. She tapped her throat and realized she didn't have a way to communicate to Ilmar, with her things locked up. She turned cherry red and tightened her robe a bit in sheer embarrasment and instict as to how handsome the drow was. She made a hand motion. "Ah! You cannot speak? How tragic, my dear. Come. Lay down on the table, I will treat you to a massage of your dreams. You need not say a word, simply..enjoy yourself. Let my hands do all the talking."
Eralynn began to sweat, imaging his hands all over her. She nodded yes.
Seeing Ecko busy in the bath and Eralynn going off to scratch her itch, Garmus turns to Ysa. "I'm a goin' ta look around over that way." He points to where he is headed. He looks in the various rooms to if there is anything out of the ordinary and any other people around. (He'll check out T7, T9 and T10)
AREA T7
AREA T7 are the treatment rooms. You can see Eralynn enter one of these rooms and the door closes. Don't go in there unless you wanna see some boom boom.
AREA T9
These are guest rooms. These well-furnished guest room contain comfortable beds, sturdy chests for storage, wall lanterns, full-length mirrors, and desks that holds small bottles of lotions and soaps. How nice!
AREA T10
This appears to be an employee's room. The cluttered state of this room suggests that its occupant has been staying at the temple for some time. Clothes and cosmetic products are scattered across the floor and the desk.
Ecko settles down in the springs and flips fresh cucumber slices over his eyes. This place had everything. "You may. I'm Ecko. You live in the woods? Neat. How long have you been here? I've heard some strange things about this place. Have you?"
Eralynn pointed to the massage table.
"Yes!" Ilmar gestures to it. "Undress, don't be shy. Allow me to massage all of your tension and stress away. It would be an honor - for you are such a beautiful young woman, please."
Eralynn made a finger motion for Ilmar to turn around, and he smiled and did so. She took off her robe, and laid face up on the table, small towels covering her naughty bits. Ilmar turned around, looking her over. "Fantastic. Relax, and I shall prepare. Get ready to my enjoy my hands all over your lovely form." He began to soap his hands and prepare for the massage. Eralynn was a little shy but the anticipation of being touched by such a hunk of a drow made her heart pound, like she was about to get a very personal lap dance.
Giving Garmus a nod, Ysa headed outside and looked over at the tower to the east before making her way to the Shrine in T11.
Zoldier’s Curse of the Crimson Throne: DM/ Redii || Zoldier's Strange Aeon's: DM
Looking both ways to see if anyone is around Garmus will slip into the employee's room to do some deeper investigation.
Perception 4
Investigation 1
There's a sack hidden in the mattress. The sack holds three diamonds and a silver holy symbol of Eilistraee. A chain shirt and a rapier are stored inside the room’s locked chest.