"Moira," Manira tries her best to control her temper and keep her voice steady, "it is good to see you and thank you for your concern, but we do not need any extra help here. No one needs healing, we're all fine and the dragon wants to go and do what dragons do apparently."
She starts trying to steer her towards the bulidng with the doors, "Come now, you and I both know Mom and Dad would be lost with you. When I need help, I'll be sure to come find you, but for now, we're all handling ourselves just fine. Sorry about the food, you surprised me."
If Moira doesn't go with her, she'll link arms with her sister and start walking in that direction.
Cyphoroa seems a bit in a daze at first and as Ulmuur talks to her she shakes her head of whatever was fogging her mind. She looks at the dragonborn. She seemed to have missed him asking what she saw the first time but he repeats the question and she replies ["Blood."] she doesn't seem happy. In fact, she seems to be someone that has recently received a shock. She slumps onto the floor right where she stood. Not bothering to move. The facade of looking regal, proud and strong all fall away as she now looks like a dragon without hope. Roland's translated question however isn't ignores as she says ["Then is this not the place you seek? It appears connected to many places."] she doesn't seem to care though and replies more out of an automatic response then anything else. She just lays her head down and seems pensive.
Back ouside, Moria seems eager to help but as Manira tells her she's not needed the sister seems to deflate a bit but she nods "If you're sure. I just worry about you. I know they could use my help right now. We were hoping you would help too but... well... it's fine. I can handle it. I'll cover for you and let ma nd pa know you're working on something else. When things slow down I'll come back then to help out. I'd definitely like to get to know your friends some more too." she waves to Wil. "Alright, gimme a hug and I'll be on my way." She attempts to give Manira a hug. (Manira can let her give her a hug or DC 10 contested grapple check to escape/avoid the hug)
Norwin wanders back in, surprised to hear the dragon still downstairs. She follows the voices and sees the fountain for the first time. "Wait I dreamed of that thing..."
Relieved Moira joins her to the hall of doors, but struggles hard not to roll her eyes as she talks, she allows her sister to give her a hug. She opens her door for her sister, "Tell everyone I'm just fine and will be back soon. Thanks, sis."
Closing the door behind her, she waits a couple beats to lock it so her sister doesn't hear it. Then she checks the next door, if it is unlocked, she attempts to lock it with her key. If it works, she continues on and locks everyones door. If it does not, she just pockets her key and heads back out to the courtyard.
Norwin wanders back in, surprised to hear the dragon still downstairs. She follows the voices and sees the fountain for the first time. "Wait I dreamed of that thing..."
The dragon doesn't look your way. They seem almost as if they are not paying attention at all.
Relieved Moira joins her to the hall of doors, but struggles hard not to roll her eyes as she talks, she allows her sister to give her a hug. She opens her door for her sister, "Tell everyone I'm just fine and will be back soon. Thanks, sis."
Closing the door behind her, she waits a couple beats to lock it so her sister doesn't hear it. Then she checks the next door, if it is unlocked, she attempts to lock it with her key. If it works, she continues on and locks everyones door. If it does not, she just pockets her key and heads back out to the courtyard.
Moria leaves and says "Will do. I'll check on you from time to time. We are going to be pretty busy at home though. Be careful little sister. Things can get pretty hard sometimes and you don't need to push yourself okay." She hugs her and lets her go as she begins to leave through the door she waves to anyone else watching and says "Ill see you all later." then she is gone.
Manira is able to lock her door but the key does not work on any of the other doors.
Ulmuur watches as Cyphoroa slump to the floor and a shocked look escapes him. He turns, to not watch the prideful creature in her moment of weakness. He will say to her "I will get you some water, unless you prefer something stronger to drink. Roland, Norwin, help with this please." And he will motion them to start leaving the room.
Ulmuur will look back at Cyphoroa, and sends her a message.
{Auntie, it seems you have had a profound loss. I am sorry for that. Words are not my strong suit, and I don't know how to properly convey my condolences. If you wish, I will give you some time to morn here alone. Or we can come back if you wish for company. Either way, know that there are people here who want to help you. And you may stay here as long as you wish. My home is yours.}
"This is but a waystation in my wandering, I think." Roland says in reply when the Dragon's question is posed to him. The question isn't automatic; he seems to consider this with measured patience. "The Dark Tower, at the center of all worlds, is my goal. No doubt that Walter is going there. But if he's here he won't be able but to take this world like he did mine. Unless this world is somehow connected to the center of everything. It is possible, too, I do not understand what it is I myself seek, or what path ka has lain out before me. But I am here, and it is the duty of those who walk the path of the Line of Eld to help and do what is right in their journey."
He nods as Ulmuur requests help and steps out with Norwin to get water.
"I hope they have buckets." He says to Norwin. "Otherwise I don't know how you get that much water for a lady that size."
Seeing that the courtyard is now empty, she looks towards the tower that holds the broken forge. She sighs heavily wondering if she will ever be able to get that beast up and running again, it was just too beautiful to leave as it is.
She decides to head into the castle to see what the rest are up to and runs into them leaving the fountain room. "What's going on?" She then looks to Ulmuur, "Thanks for your kind words, I was able to convince her to go home... then locked the door behind her" she says this last part with a wry smile.
"We may have a better time just rolling a whole barrel. Then again, if we could get her into the rooms upstairs I believe there were water sources in them as well that would be more convenient." Casually walking along. "How long have you been doing this whole search for this Walter guy anyway?"
"If that is easier, then I concur." Roland says as they walk. He shifts directions some, heading then toward the upstairs portion of the keep. "A long time. Twenty years, I suppose? Ever since he betrayed my father and the Knights of Gilead. Before he cornered us at Jericho Hill and laid all of the Gunslingers low but me. What were you doing before you wound up here?"
"Looking for some bowstring in my dad's old trunk. The supply stock in the armory got a new tax put on it if it isn't time for equipment allowance and I was hoping to save a bit since mine snapped last patrol. Like to have a couple extra on me. No long on the string, but the key fell out. I've had to have been in that trunk a hundred times and never caught a glint of it." she shrugs"I was supposed to be getting ready for supper with mama and the town carters, old and new. While I'm glad to not sit through another round of her match making, I'm not looking forward to her disapproval. I'm sure she thinks I ducked out a window and am in the woods." she freezes a moment and the color drains from her cheeks "Oh I hope she don't go to the Captain. Last thing I need is for them to waste time searching for me when I'm not there."
"Not what I meant, Lady Norwin." He said. "I meant...what did you do? What was your...profession? You and your little friend? Who is this Captain you speak of?"
"Oh," The color returns to her cheeks. "My home is in a nature preserve and I'm part of the guard that patrols it. We basically watch for poachers or anything out of the ordinary. Make sure everything stays in check so it can continue without issue from the outside. I found Rudy in a den that had been ransacked. He was likely the runt or he hid so well the poachers didn't take him. I thought he'd go off on his own once he grew, but he likes an easy meal too much to run off." scritches Rudy's ear "Captain Aramaris is in charge of all the patrols. My direct supervisor is Sergeant Rogolar but he's pretty much retired and just sends us out to do our own thing."
*shrugs & smiles* "no worries. not like i have much else to talk about. I've only left my town and woods a handful of times unlike what sounds like your life of adventure. Also, you don't need to call me lady. I doubt I could get.much farther from titles."
"Very well. Nori it is." Roland says as they reach the barrel of water finally. He eyeballs it for a moment and then says, "You know, for a being as large as our friend, this may not be enough water. Better than nothing, though. Let's run with your idea and roll it."
He grabs the top and begins to tilt it over, using his body weight to lower it slowly to its side so that it doesn't bust open on the floor. He slowly begins to push the barrel back along the way they came.
Ulmuur nods to Roland and translates as best he can into her mind. He's not quite sure what Sai means.
"Moira," Manira tries her best to control her temper and keep her voice steady, "it is good to see you and thank you for your concern, but we do not need any extra help here. No one needs healing, we're all fine and the dragon wants to go and do what dragons do apparently."
She starts trying to steer her towards the bulidng with the doors, "Come now, you and I both know Mom and Dad would be lost with you. When I need help, I'll be sure to come find you, but for now, we're all handling ourselves just fine. Sorry about the food, you surprised me."
If Moira doesn't go with her, she'll link arms with her sister and start walking in that direction.
Cyphoroa seems a bit in a daze at first and as Ulmuur talks to her she shakes her head of whatever was fogging her mind. She looks at the dragonborn. She seemed to have missed him asking what she saw the first time but he repeats the question and she replies ["Blood."] she doesn't seem happy. In fact, she seems to be someone that has recently received a shock. She slumps onto the floor right where she stood. Not bothering to move. The facade of looking regal, proud and strong all fall away as she now looks like a dragon without hope. Roland's translated question however isn't ignores as she says ["Then is this not the place you seek? It appears connected to many places."] she doesn't seem to care though and replies more out of an automatic response then anything else. She just lays her head down and seems pensive.
Back ouside, Moria seems eager to help but as Manira tells her she's not needed the sister seems to deflate a bit but she nods "If you're sure. I just worry about you. I know they could use my help right now. We were hoping you would help too but... well... it's fine. I can handle it. I'll cover for you and let ma nd pa know you're working on something else. When things slow down I'll come back then to help out. I'd definitely like to get to know your friends some more too." she waves to Wil. "Alright, gimme a hug and I'll be on my way." She attempts to give Manira a hug. (Manira can let her give her a hug or DC 10 contested grapple check to escape/avoid the hug)
Norwin wanders back in, surprised to hear the dragon still downstairs. She follows the voices and sees the fountain for the first time. "Wait I dreamed of that thing..."
Relieved Moira joins her to the hall of doors, but struggles hard not to roll her eyes as she talks, she allows her sister to give her a hug. She opens her door for her sister, "Tell everyone I'm just fine and will be back soon. Thanks, sis."
Closing the door behind her, she waits a couple beats to lock it so her sister doesn't hear it. Then she checks the next door, if it is unlocked, she attempts to lock it with her key. If it works, she continues on and locks everyones door. If it does not, she just pockets her key and heads back out to the courtyard.
The dragon doesn't look your way. They seem almost as if they are not paying attention at all.
Moria leaves and says "Will do. I'll check on you from time to time. We are going to be pretty busy at home though. Be careful little sister. Things can get pretty hard sometimes and you don't need to push yourself okay." She hugs her and lets her go as she begins to leave through the door she waves to anyone else watching and says "Ill see you all later." then she is gone.
Manira is able to lock her door but the key does not work on any of the other doors.
Ulmuur watches as Cyphoroa slump to the floor and a shocked look escapes him. He turns, to not watch the prideful creature in her moment of weakness. He will say to her "I will get you some water, unless you prefer something stronger to drink. Roland, Norwin, help with this please." And he will motion them to start leaving the room.
Ulmuur will look back at Cyphoroa, and sends her a message.
{Auntie, it seems you have had a profound loss. I am sorry for that. Words are not my strong suit, and I don't know how to properly convey my condolences. If you wish, I will give you some time to morn here alone. Or we can come back if you wish for company. Either way, know that there are people here who want to help you. And you may stay here as long as you wish. My home is yours.}
"This is but a waystation in my wandering, I think." Roland says in reply when the Dragon's question is posed to him. The question isn't automatic; he seems to consider this with measured patience. "The Dark Tower, at the center of all worlds, is my goal. No doubt that Walter is going there. But if he's here he won't be able but to take this world like he did mine. Unless this world is somehow connected to the center of everything. It is possible, too, I do not understand what it is I myself seek, or what path ka has lain out before me. But I am here, and it is the duty of those who walk the path of the Line of Eld to help and do what is right in their journey."
He nods as Ulmuur requests help and steps out with Norwin to get water.
"I hope they have buckets." He says to Norwin. "Otherwise I don't know how you get that much water for a lady that size."
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Seeing that the courtyard is now empty, she looks towards the tower that holds the broken forge. She sighs heavily wondering if she will ever be able to get that beast up and running again, it was just too beautiful to leave as it is.
She decides to head into the castle to see what the rest are up to and runs into them leaving the fountain room. "What's going on?" She then looks to Ulmuur, "Thanks for your kind words, I was able to convince her to go home... then locked the door behind her" she says this last part with a wry smile.
"We may have a better time just rolling a whole barrel. Then again, if we could get her into the rooms upstairs I believe there were water sources in them as well that would be more convenient." Casually walking along. "How long have you been doing this whole search for this Walter guy anyway?"
"If that is easier, then I concur." Roland says as they walk. He shifts directions some, heading then toward the upstairs portion of the keep. "A long time. Twenty years, I suppose? Ever since he betrayed my father and the Knights of Gilead. Before he cornered us at Jericho Hill and laid all of the Gunslingers low but me. What were you doing before you wound up here?"
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"Looking for some bowstring in my dad's old trunk. The supply stock in the armory got a new tax put on it if it isn't time for equipment allowance and I was hoping to save a bit since mine snapped last patrol. Like to have a couple extra on me. No long on the string, but the key fell out. I've had to have been in that trunk a hundred times and never caught a glint of it." she shrugs "I was supposed to be getting ready for supper with mama and the town carters, old and new. While I'm glad to not sit through another round of her match making, I'm not looking forward to her disapproval. I'm sure she thinks I ducked out a window and am in the woods." she freezes a moment and the color drains from her cheeks "Oh I hope she don't go to the Captain. Last thing I need is for them to waste time searching for me when I'm not there."
Roland smiles.
"Not what I meant, Lady Norwin." He said. "I meant...what did you do? What was your...profession? You and your little friend? Who is this Captain you speak of?"
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"Oh," The color returns to her cheeks. "My home is in a nature preserve and I'm part of the guard that patrols it. We basically watch for poachers or anything out of the ordinary. Make sure everything stays in check so it can continue without issue from the outside. I found Rudy in a den that had been ransacked. He was likely the runt or he hid so well the poachers didn't take him. I thought he'd go off on his own once he grew, but he likes an easy meal too much to run off." scritches Rudy's ear "Captain Aramaris is in charge of all the patrols. My direct supervisor is Sergeant Rogolar but he's pretty much retired and just sends us out to do our own thing."
"Ah, yes." Roland nods. "I think I remember you explaining that. Part of it anyway. Apologies, Lady, for making you explain it again."
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*shrugs & smiles* "no worries. not like i have much else to talk about. I've only left my town and woods a handful of times unlike what sounds like your life of adventure. Also, you don't need to call me lady. I doubt I could get.much farther from titles."
The Gunslinger considers this, then shrugs.
"It's the polite thing to say." He answers. Flat. Matter of fact. Like it's the most reasonable thing in the world.
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blushes slightly "well Norwin or Nori is fine. "
"Very well. Nori it is." Roland says as they reach the barrel of water finally. He eyeballs it for a moment and then says, "You know, for a being as large as our friend, this may not be enough water. Better than nothing, though. Let's run with your idea and roll it."
He grabs the top and begins to tilt it over, using his body weight to lower it slowly to its side so that it doesn't bust open on the floor. He slowly begins to push the barrel back along the way they came.
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is helping to roll the barrel to the dragon