You notice some small scratches in the pillow, which now sits at the very end of the bed, threatening to fall off the edge. Looking at the night stand, there isn't much---just a pair of glasses and a box of tissues. There is a drawer, and when opened it reveals a pen and a calendar.
Nyral:
Looking around the room, you only see a single journal. Upon opening it up, you see that it was used for organizational purposes around a farm: crop rotations, estimated harvesting dates, daily to-do lists, livestock health, seed and feed calculations, etc. Finding nothing of note, you set it down and continue looking. The pillow Inquisitive is examining has no magic on it, unlike Elibyn's. The bedsheets and pillow are all torn.
Zanibi:
From the pocket you pull out an open envelope and a letter. It's addressed to Thaymoor, from someone named Andaren Rogers.
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The calendar found in the drawer catched Inquisitive's attention and the tiefling carefully picked it up and meticulously went through it, hoping to find interesting notes, particularly from the recent week. "Anything yet?" He called out to the others in the house.
Nothing of note for Nyral. He isn't finding anything yet but they only just started. As the others focus on searching the home as a whole he focuses in on specific things. They seem to ignore some items but search others and inspect them. Anyone with a decent perception can see that Nyral is focusing on the wife's items and belongings. They take note that the sheets and pillows in the bedroom are slashed and torn. They don't seem interested in the fact something tore up the sheets and pillow but they take note that it looks like something intense happened here and not in the good way. The drow figures out which side of the bed belongs to the wife and begins to check her side of things. Looking into any bedside stands, drawers, or closets that she used and searches them thoroughly.
As Inquisitive calls out Nyral replies saying "Nothing yet beyond the fact the sheets and pillow are all torn up. I haven't seen any signs of magic yet either." they go back to their targeted search.
You open the letter and read over it. It's written in a neat cursive:
"Thaymoor,
Here are the dates and times I have available next month:
7/1 at 2:00, 5:00, and 7:00 7/7 at 3:00 and 4:00 7/8 at 2:00, 3:00, and 4:00 7/11 at 3:00 7/14 anytime between 11:00 and 4:00 7/15 at 2:00, 3:00, and 4:00 7/21 and 7/22 at 2:00, 3:00, and 4:00 7/26 at 11:00 and 1:00 7/28 and 7/29 at 2:00, 3:00, and 4:00
I know you love to procrastinate, so try to send me a letter with the dates you can make it to therapy within the week.
Andy."
It seems to have come all the way from Pisor.
Truador:
It's dark, but you find yourself standing in what is undeniably a kitchen. It looks clean and tidy.
Inquisitive:
You flip to today's date in the calendar, and take a look at the dates and events listed in the month. Since it's only the 3rd, there isn't much towards the middle and the end of the month, other than two events simply titled "THERAPY," in bright red text, and circled a few times. They're for 6/14, and 6/28. No times. Closer to the beginning of the month, there's a few more events, mainly related to farming: "Sow Cabbages," "Harvest Brassicas," "DEADHEAD DILL BEFORE IT TAKES OVER THE FARM," and "Sow Corn." On the first day of every week, there is a reoccurring event: "PULL OUT BINDWEED BEFORE IT KILLS EVERYTHING YOU OWN." It's written all in the same black ink, in jagged, large letters and underlined three times each. Whatever this 'bindweed' is, it sure looks like a cause for stress.
Nyral:
As far as you can tell, the only thing that you know belongs to Tare is a single notebook tucked away in the very back of the drawer in the night table on her side of the bed. Leafing through it reveals only quick scribbles and notes, about library books and "check outs." There aren't many entires under either, and the notebook isn't filled out even halfway. There aren't any Painted Begonias symbols on the notebook, either.
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(OOC - Curious about today's date in comparison to the dates listed in the letter.)
Having read the letter, Zanibi looks up to see Inquisitive has gone off and the others are searching the rest of the place. She makes her way to the bedroom, telling Inquisitive, "A letter all the way from Pisor to Thaymoor. From an Andaren Rogers, evidently trying to set up a therapy appointment. So how has your searching going?"
Prior to us all getting to the house, when Nyral had asked if there was a magical library in town, Marvin spoke up "We have a library, yes, but there ain't much on magic in it. We're a farming town, not a magic town."
Once the rest of the group breaks into the Thaymoor house, Marvin enters shortly after, and follows the drow throughout the house. He 's curious why this drow would choose to hate him for absolutely no reason at all. I'm certain I've never met this man before.Surely I'd remember a one armed drow.He continues thinking to himself while he studies the drow. Though, I have had my fair share of drunk brawls. Maybe I took his arm. That would explain his anger. He continues following him while pondering to himself, before asking "have we met before?"
Inquisitive nodded at Nyral. Although he had hoped to maybe find traces of the Coachmare spell on Thaymoor's pillow, the possible reasons for it's absence was many.
He looked through Thaymoor's journal, taking special note of way he wrote about this weed. It wasn't the weed itself that interested him but the fact how stressed Thaymoor had seemed to be about it. Inquisitive was certainly no gardener but he suspected there was other things behind this, something he possibly discussed with that therapist that was out of town according to the documents the mayor had left them. Perhaps they discussed something from Thaymoor's past that had a connection to his death. Inquisitive knew from experience that the therapist would likely not be too keen on sharing their notes but Inquisitive had so far found ways to convince them to cooperate.
"No magic in here, not even on the pillow."Inquisitive informed Zanibi as she joined them in the bedroom. "I found this journal though." He said showing the journal to Zanibi. "Thaymoor seems to have been very stressed about about bindweed killing everything he owns. The way he writes about it suggests he wasn't stable. According to the documents from local law enforcement Andaren Rogers was Thaymoor’s Therapist, but he's out-of-town, apparently in Pisor. We should try to find and contact him too in the morning. Thaymoor just might have had nightmares of his own, or at least some dreadful memories from his past that pertains to this case."
As Nyral is searching the bedroom he notices that Marvin is following him. They kept spotting the man watching him and staring at him. The one armed drow wondering what this man wants. When they met him they had about as bad a first impression of this man as can be imagined. When Marvin ask a question instead of anything else Nyral pauses a moment. The drow thinking that perhaps they were hasty in their judgement of him but they doubted it. There was only one way to be certain if this man was who they thought they were. The drow pockets the small journal they were just reading and stops for a moment in their own search as they turn to face Marvin, "Maybe, but today is our first time talking."Nyral doesn't have any sneer or aggressive tone as they reply. Instead, they seem to be looking Marvin directly in their eyes. Nyral thinking of how best to size up this man.
As Zanibi also joins Nyral and Inquisitive in the bedroom it starts to get crowded. The drow listen in on what the two are sharing for information but staying focused on Marvin for now.
Truador, your search turns up nothing. The kitchen is as clean as can be.
Amy, you pass Zanibi as she's reading the letter, and Truador as he investigates the kitchen. Walking into the next room, you find yourself in a bigger parlor, with an old leather couch sitting behind a wooden coffee table. The place is mostly bare, other than the furniture, a few vases with flowers on the table, and a book. There is a single door leading to the back porch and the outside of the house, and a hallway connecting to where Inquisitive, Nyral, and Marvin stand, and where Zanibi eventually joins them.
(ooc: Zanibi, "tonight" is 06/03/3325. The dates on the calendar (not a journal) are for the sixth month, and the dates in the letter are for next month, the seventh month of the year. Bear with me here, I don't have names for a majority months yet and the ones I've come up with I kind of hate so we're going with numbers for now.)
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Leaving Zanibi to take a closer look at the bedroom Inquisitive moved around in the rest of the house, glancing over at Nyral and Marvin as he left the bedroom, hoping they would be nice to each other, looking to find some room that no one had already been through, first spotting Truador in the kitchen. "Anything?" He asked the dragonborn. He then proceeded to the parlor, seeing Amy sitting in the leather couch. "Interesting book?" He said, looking around a bit himself. Investigation: 5
Amy, you pick up the hardcover book on the table, turning the book around a few times. "Inhalation" is written on the front of the hardcover book, with the name "Ned Liang" written below; both are printed in silver leaf. The inside cover reveals that the book is a collection of Liang's "rare and classic uncollected work," a collection of science fiction short stories. A few pages are dog-eared inside.
Inquisitive, as you search the parlor you don't find anything new in the room, but you make note of a few things. Everything is covered in a thin sheen of dust; you estimate about 3 day's worth of it. The flowers in the vase have this strange smell that surrounds them, it's coming from the water they're put in. The flowers themselves also don't look like they're in great shape.
Zanibi, you choose to focus on the bedroom as a whole. You look at the bed itself, the torn bedsheets, the pillow, even under the bed; you see that the scratch marks are slightly more concentrated on one side than the other. On the same side, there are also little specks of what looks like dried blood and bile, the same as the ones you found at Elibyn's. But this time, the mess is smaller. Then you move on to the rest of the room. There are many books piled upon the two shelves on one of the walls. There is a closet door next to it, and the door is closed. There are vases of wilting flowers on the bedside tables, and a thin layer of dust covers everything.
Amy's eyes widen and lips curl into a smile. "Inquisitive, you may appreciate this." She waves over to the teifling, motioning for him to come over. "Apparently these are 'rare' works, science fiction it looks like." Her grin grows and she starts to flip between the dog-eared stories.
"Have you ever heard the name 'Liang'? It sounds vaguely familiar, but I'm not certain."
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Zanibi steps over to the coat rack to take a closer look, pulling something out of a coat pocket. She takes a look at it.
She's still in the other room when Inquisitive asks for her to perform her spell again, so she misses his request.
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Iromae Quinaea, Cleric || Roxana Raincrest, Rogue || Meira Dheran, Rogue || Qirynna Thadri, Wizard || Crisaryn Melkial, Sorcerer
Inquisitive:
You notice some small scratches in the pillow, which now sits at the very end of the bed, threatening to fall off the edge. Looking at the night stand, there isn't much---just a pair of glasses and a box of tissues. There is a drawer, and when opened it reveals a pen and a calendar.
Nyral:
Looking around the room, you only see a single journal. Upon opening it up, you see that it was used for organizational purposes around a farm: crop rotations, estimated harvesting dates, daily to-do lists, livestock health, seed and feed calculations, etc. Finding nothing of note, you set it down and continue looking. The pillow Inquisitive is examining has no magic on it, unlike Elibyn's. The bedsheets and pillow are all torn.
Zanibi:
From the pocket you pull out an open envelope and a letter. It's addressed to Thaymoor, from someone named Andaren Rogers.
Jack, a Changeling Artificer/Bard/Cleric/Fighter/Rogue---RynnElocin's From Dusk to Dawn
Amon, a Fairy Arcane Trickster---ShieldHero_'s Fractum
I'M BACK
PFP credit goes to Mo Willems
Interested in the note she found, Zanibi pulls out the letter and reads it.
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Iromae Quinaea, Cleric || Roxana Raincrest, Rogue || Meira Dheran, Rogue || Qirynna Thadri, Wizard || Crisaryn Melkial, Sorcerer
Truador will walk into a room that is not currently under investigation.
perception: 11
The calendar found in the drawer catched Inquisitive's attention and the tiefling carefully picked it up and meticulously went through it, hoping to find interesting notes, particularly from the recent week. "Anything yet?" He called out to the others in the house.
Investigation: 24
Nothing of note for Nyral. He isn't finding anything yet but they only just started. As the others focus on searching the home as a whole he focuses in on specific things. They seem to ignore some items but search others and inspect them. Anyone with a decent perception can see that Nyral is focusing on the wife's items and belongings. They take note that the sheets and pillows in the bedroom are slashed and torn. They don't seem interested in the fact something tore up the sheets and pillow but they take note that it looks like something intense happened here and not in the good way. The drow figures out which side of the bed belongs to the wife and begins to check her side of things. Looking into any bedside stands, drawers, or closets that she used and searches them thoroughly.
As Inquisitive calls out Nyral replies saying "Nothing yet beyond the fact the sheets and pillow are all torn up. I haven't seen any signs of magic yet either." they go back to their targeted search.
Perception: 10
Investigation: 11
Magical Guidance used to reroll Perception - 1 Sorcery Point
Perception: 18
Zanibi:
You open the letter and read over it. It's written in a neat cursive:
"Thaymoor,
Here are the dates and times I have available next month:
7/1 at 2:00, 5:00, and 7:00
7/7 at 3:00 and 4:00
7/8 at 2:00, 3:00, and 4:00
7/11 at 3:00
7/14 anytime between 11:00 and 4:00
7/15 at 2:00, 3:00, and 4:00
7/21 and 7/22 at 2:00, 3:00, and 4:00
7/26 at 11:00 and 1:00
7/28 and 7/29 at 2:00, 3:00, and 4:00
I know you love to procrastinate, so try to send me a letter with the dates you can make it to therapy within the week.
Andy."
It seems to have come all the way from Pisor.
Truador:
It's dark, but you find yourself standing in what is undeniably a kitchen. It looks clean and tidy.
Inquisitive:
You flip to today's date in the calendar, and take a look at the dates and events listed in the month. Since it's only the 3rd, there isn't much towards the middle and the end of the month, other than two events simply titled "THERAPY," in bright red text, and circled a few times. They're for 6/14, and 6/28. No times. Closer to the beginning of the month, there's a few more events, mainly related to farming: "Sow Cabbages," "Harvest Brassicas," "DEADHEAD DILL BEFORE IT TAKES OVER THE FARM," and "Sow Corn." On the first day of every week, there is a reoccurring event: "PULL OUT BINDWEED BEFORE IT KILLS EVERYTHING YOU OWN." It's written all in the same black ink, in jagged, large letters and underlined three times each. Whatever this 'bindweed' is, it sure looks like a cause for stress.
Nyral:
As far as you can tell, the only thing that you know belongs to Tare is a single notebook tucked away in the very back of the drawer in the night table on her side of the bed. Leafing through it reveals only quick scribbles and notes, about library books and "check outs." There aren't many entires under either, and the notebook isn't filled out even halfway. There aren't any Painted Begonias symbols on the notebook, either.
Jack, a Changeling Artificer/Bard/Cleric/Fighter/Rogue---RynnElocin's From Dusk to Dawn
Amon, a Fairy Arcane Trickster---ShieldHero_'s Fractum
I'M BACK
PFP credit goes to Mo Willems
Truador will look around for any sign of water stains like the ones he found in the other kitchen.
Investigation23
Amy searches around the main living area, trying to keep out of the way of everyone else's investigations.
Perception: 14
(OOC - Curious about today's date in comparison to the dates listed in the letter.)
Having read the letter, Zanibi looks up to see Inquisitive has gone off and the others are searching the rest of the place. She makes her way to the bedroom, telling Inquisitive, "A letter all the way from Pisor to Thaymoor. From an Andaren Rogers, evidently trying to set up a therapy appointment. So how has your searching going?"
Rabbit Sebrica, Sorcerer || Skarai, Monk || Lokilia Vaelphin, Druid || Liivi Orav, Barbarian || Vanizi, Warlock || Britari / Halila Talgeta / Jesa Gumovi || Neital Rhessil, Wizard
Iromae Quinaea, Cleric || Roxana Raincrest, Rogue || Meira Dheran, Rogue || Qirynna Thadri, Wizard || Crisaryn Melkial, Sorcerer
Prior to us all getting to the house, when Nyral had asked if there was a magical library in town, Marvin spoke up "We have a library, yes, but there ain't much on magic in it. We're a farming town, not a magic town."
Once the rest of the group breaks into the Thaymoor house, Marvin enters shortly after, and follows the drow throughout the house. He 's curious why this drow would choose to hate him for absolutely no reason at all. I'm certain I've never met this man before. Surely I'd remember a one armed drow. He continues thinking to himself while he studies the drow. Though, I have had my fair share of drunk brawls. Maybe I took his arm. That would explain his anger. He continues following him while pondering to himself, before asking "have we met before?"
Inquisitive nodded at Nyral. Although he had hoped to maybe find traces of the Coachmare spell on Thaymoor's pillow, the possible reasons for it's absence was many.
He looked through Thaymoor's journal, taking special note of way he wrote about this weed. It wasn't the weed itself that interested him but the fact how stressed Thaymoor had seemed to be about it. Inquisitive was certainly no gardener but he suspected there was other things behind this, something he possibly discussed with that therapist that was out of town according to the documents the mayor had left them. Perhaps they discussed something from Thaymoor's past that had a connection to his death. Inquisitive knew from experience that the therapist would likely not be too keen on sharing their notes but Inquisitive had so far found ways to convince them to cooperate.
"No magic in here, not even on the pillow." Inquisitive informed Zanibi as she joined them in the bedroom. "I found this journal though." He said showing the journal to Zanibi. "Thaymoor seems to have been very stressed about about bindweed killing everything he owns. The way he writes about it suggests he wasn't stable. According to the documents from local law enforcement Andaren Rogers was Thaymoor’s Therapist, but he's out-of-town, apparently in Pisor. We should try to find and contact him too in the morning. Thaymoor just might have had nightmares of his own, or at least some dreadful memories from his past that pertains to this case."
As Nyral is searching the bedroom he notices that Marvin is following him. They kept spotting the man watching him and staring at him. The one armed drow wondering what this man wants. When they met him they had about as bad a first impression of this man as can be imagined. When Marvin ask a question instead of anything else Nyral pauses a moment. The drow thinking that perhaps they were hasty in their judgement of him but they doubted it. There was only one way to be certain if this man was who they thought they were. The drow pockets the small journal they were just reading and stops for a moment in their own search as they turn to face Marvin, "Maybe, but today is our first time talking." Nyral doesn't have any sneer or aggressive tone as they reply. Instead, they seem to be looking Marvin directly in their eyes. Nyral thinking of how best to size up this man.
As Zanibi also joins Nyral and Inquisitive in the bedroom it starts to get crowded. The drow listen in on what the two are sharing for information but staying focused on Marvin for now.
Truador, your search turns up nothing. The kitchen is as clean as can be.
Amy, you pass Zanibi as she's reading the letter, and Truador as he investigates the kitchen. Walking into the next room, you find yourself in a bigger parlor, with an old leather couch sitting behind a wooden coffee table. The place is mostly bare, other than the furniture, a few vases with flowers on the table, and a book. There is a single door leading to the back porch and the outside of the house, and a hallway connecting to where Inquisitive, Nyral, and Marvin stand, and where Zanibi eventually joins them.
(ooc: Zanibi, "tonight" is 06/03/3325. The dates on the calendar (not a journal) are for the sixth month, and the dates in the letter are for next month, the seventh month of the year.
Bear with me here, I don't have names for a majority months yet and the ones I've come up with I kind of hate so we're going with numbers for now.)
Jack, a Changeling Artificer/Bard/Cleric/Fighter/Rogue---RynnElocin's From Dusk to Dawn
Amon, a Fairy Arcane Trickster---ShieldHero_'s Fractum
I'M BACK
PFP credit goes to Mo Willems
Amy walks over and curiously examines the book, picking it up and flipping over the cover as she sits on the leather sofa.
Leaving Zanibi to take a closer look at the bedroom Inquisitive moved around in the rest of the house, glancing over at Nyral and Marvin as he left the bedroom, hoping they would be nice to each other, looking to find some room that no one had already been through, first spotting Truador in the kitchen. "Anything?" He asked the dragonborn. He then proceeded to the parlor, seeing Amy sitting in the leather couch. "Interesting book?" He said, looking around a bit himself.
Investigation: 5
(OOC - The months are fine!)
Zanibi decides to go ahead and take a look about the bedroom, even though it seemed everyone had been through it. (Investigation: 31)
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Iromae Quinaea, Cleric || Roxana Raincrest, Rogue || Meira Dheran, Rogue || Qirynna Thadri, Wizard || Crisaryn Melkial, Sorcerer
Amy, you pick up the hardcover book on the table, turning the book around a few times. "Inhalation" is written on the front of the hardcover book, with the name "Ned Liang" written below; both are printed in silver leaf. The inside cover reveals that the book is a collection of Liang's "rare and classic uncollected work," a collection of science fiction short stories. A few pages are dog-eared inside.
Inquisitive, as you search the parlor you don't find anything new in the room, but you make note of a few things. Everything is covered in a thin sheen of dust; you estimate about 3 day's worth of it. The flowers in the vase have this strange smell that surrounds them, it's coming from the water they're put in. The flowers themselves also don't look like they're in great shape.
Zanibi, you choose to focus on the bedroom as a whole. You look at the bed itself, the torn bedsheets, the pillow, even under the bed; you see that the scratch marks are slightly more concentrated on one side than the other. On the same side, there are also little specks of what looks like dried blood and bile, the same as the ones you found at Elibyn's. But this time, the mess is smaller. Then you move on to the rest of the room. There are many books piled upon the two shelves on one of the walls. There is a closet door next to it, and the door is closed. There are vases of wilting flowers on the bedside tables, and a thin layer of dust covers everything.
Jack, a Changeling Artificer/Bard/Cleric/Fighter/Rogue---RynnElocin's From Dusk to Dawn
Amon, a Fairy Arcane Trickster---ShieldHero_'s Fractum
I'M BACK
PFP credit goes to Mo Willems
Amy's eyes widen and lips curl into a smile. "Inquisitive, you may appreciate this." She waves over to the teifling, motioning for him to come over. "Apparently these are 'rare' works, science fiction it looks like." Her grin grows and she starts to flip between the dog-eared stories.
"Have you ever heard the name 'Liang'? It sounds vaguely familiar, but I'm not certain."