Millicent is already downstairs assisting with serving breakfast and making sure that everyone is taken care of, she greets each of her companions as they come downstairs with a brilliant smile and a warm pastry.
Eila, having already endured the mornings lengthy recital of the Hymn of Dawn's Martyr with a irritatingly dry mouth and a slight headache, can do naught but embrace her role as an ever suffering servant of her god. The smell of the breakfast that could so readily rid her of the hangover is but a test of faith - today is already shaping up to be productive.
"Of course," she says, voice equally formal if a little gravelly. She takes a seat on the nearest mattress so Jade needn't stoop down in the cramped loft, "I will hear your confession."
"The supplicant has committed the sin of pride. She has forgotten that duty is a gift from Ilmater, and that the honour of service belongs to him alone. The burden of duty was lifted and the supplicant, rather than showing proper gratitude, behaved as if something had been taken that was hers to possess."
Eila simply shakes her head. "Ingratitude is not a sin. If it was, then suffer this unholy flesh, I'd still be kneeling in the sand back in Keltar repenting for every thankless job you wrested from me back then when I was... evidently unable and refused to admit it. Reflect on why he has chosen to relieve you, and express your gratefulness. And for now, come along, the others are ready."
She heads down the stairs and takes her seat at the table with a thank you to Millicent for much needed offer of pastry.
Jade approaches the Genasi, head bowed low and eyes averted downward. When she speaks, the words carry the quiet reverence of a prayer.
"Mistress Elliðaey, I would like to apologize. You offered us your kindness and generosity, and I responded with prideful jealousy and ingratitude. Please forgive me and accept my sincere thanks for the good food and shelter you have provided for me...for all of us."
"Yes, no need to apologize Jade. We all have our reasons for action and inaction. You care for your friend fiercely," Elliðaey pauses to gesture at Eila. "I just hope to one day count myself so lucky as to have a friend like you," the monk says patting Jade on the shoulder. "Let's get some breakfast," she then says might a brilliant smile. "I think after breakfast we should get going quickly," she then says to Jade. "The weather might turn foul later, it usually storms a lot along the Coast Way this time of year, and I'd hate to show up at Candlekeep looking like a swam of drowned rats," she jokes grabbing her satchel and spear before leaving the loft and heading downstairs.
Spotting Mariam, the tavern keeper, the monk orders a hearty breakfast and grabs a mug of strong coffee shaking her head at the juice Millicent offered.
"A bit too much mead last night," Elliðaey smirks taking a long sip of the black brew, "join us," she then calls to Millicent before heading to Fay's table to sit. "Morning," she says to the elf with her usual cheery tone and expression. "Already been out and about I see," she says nudging Fay's damp boot with a smile. "I hope you found all our gear and animals accounted for," she adds as she moves into a relaxed pose at the table looking out over the spare crowd enjoying their breakfasts or nursing their hangovers!
Mariam arrives with her breakfast and wishes the party a good morning. Elliðaey digs into her breakfast with giddy enthusiasm. The monk eats the dish relatively quickly and as graciously as possible but much like a member of a fire brigade preparing for the worst! Pushing away the empty dish she finishes her coffee ready to head out for the day of travel ahead.
OOC Does anyone have any more business to settle before we begin the day's journey to Candlekeep? If not I will ask for another travel roll from Damian and we can be on our way!
Li-Anne goes into the stables and gently hugs Bane. "Who is a good goat? Who is? Yes... you are Bane! Have you missed me much? You are the best friend in the whole world!" she speaks with cheerful smile in her eyes. She shares an apple with Bane and gets him off the stables taking some straw out of his coat.
She packs her stuff and ties it to the back of the saddle. She sits on the ground while waiting for the others and plays with some small creature (a bug perhaps or a bee).
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"I don't care, I'm still free. You can't take the sky from me..."
Jade hitches up the mule to the wagon and stops in briefly to thank Jordy and Esther for caring for their animals and slipping each of them a silver coin "to save for something special."
Eila allows Jade to take the lions share of preparing their cart, sensing that her paladin needs the small satisfaction of a job done after the evenings events. She gives the tavernkeep thanks and blessings on behalf of the two of them and settles in for the journey.
"I did but then I always do while traveling, " Elliðaey replies. "Well, looks like we need to catch up with the others," the monk adds getting from the table.
Elliðaey gives Mariam more coin for her hospitality and exits the tavern. She finds the party in various stages of readiness and approaches Li-Anne on Bane.
"Morning," Elliðaey says to the druid and her mount giving a slight bow. "Thank you for continuing to travel with us," she adds to the gnome with a smile.
Elliðaey then goes to the cart where Jade is driving and Eila sits.
"Mind if I join you this last leg of the journey? My familiar it seems doesn't particularly enjoy the horse form," Elliðaey explains bowing awaiting an invitation into the cart.
"Of course not, please do." Eila scoots across into the corner of the little cart to allow space for Elliðaey's considerably broader frame, "I admit I didn't know familiars could tire; I don't know any conjuration magic."
"I ask and respect their answers. I might try to call on them later but usually I meditate on the conjuring and they come out as they please, " Elliðaey explains smiling. "I appreciate their help but don't command them," she adds.
Getting on the road the party moves with a dedicated efficiency. Elliðaey has a causal discussion with Jade and Eila about their expectations for Candlekeep.
It's been half a day of travel. The party again passes travelers going both north and with them south in the direction of Candlekeep but the other travelers' final destinations are unknown. It's late afternoon just after the party gets back on the Coast Way having taken a break for lunch and to water the animals. The travelers have thinned out and the sky is becoming ominously gray as thunder rumbles in the direct of the eastern skyline!
As the party approaches the turn off from the Coast Way onto the Way of the Lion, the road to Candlekeep, they notice there's even less traffic from other travelers on this well kept road as many however continue south to the market town of Beregost. The only town remotely close tothe library fortress of Candlekeep!
The Way of the Lion once the party has traveled for a half an hour is considerably narrower than the Coast Way. If another cart should pass either direction one cart would have to give the right of way! The party was making good time from Greenstone but now finds that the wagon has slowed down to manage the rolling hills that also seem more frequent. Feeling like a burden Elliðaey gets off the cart in favor of walking. The monk walks at a brisk pace using her spear like a walking staff as she explains the journey on the Loin would be another four to five hours until reaching Candlekeep but with the wagon and her on foot it will take longer still.
"I've never taken a wagon if I'm honest so I didn't think to mention the landscape was difficult for a wagon to manage, " Elliðaey explains sheepishly. "Even if I double up on Silver Wind with you Fay we'd still be slow going with two of us astride your horse plus the terrain," she adds sighing. "You'd think Alaundo the Wise would have made the road a little easier to pass," she adds laughing at her own bad joke.
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Millicent is already downstairs assisting with serving breakfast and making sure that everyone is taken care of, she greets each of her companions as they come downstairs with a brilliant smile and a warm pastry.
" Juice, Boss?"
Eila, having already endured the mornings lengthy recital of the Hymn of Dawn's Martyr with a irritatingly dry mouth and a slight headache, can do naught but embrace her role as an ever suffering servant of her god. The smell of the breakfast that could so readily rid her of the hangover is but a test of faith - today is already shaping up to be productive.
"Of course," she says, voice equally formal if a little gravelly. She takes a seat on the nearest mattress so Jade needn't stoop down in the cramped loft, "I will hear your confession."
"The supplicant has committed the sin of pride. She has forgotten that duty is a gift from Ilmater, and that the honour of service belongs to him alone. The burden of duty was lifted and the supplicant, rather than showing proper gratitude, behaved as if something had been taken that was hers to possess."
Eila simply shakes her head. "Ingratitude is not a sin. If it was, then suffer this unholy flesh, I'd still be kneeling in the sand back in Keltar repenting for every thankless job you wrested from me back then when I was... evidently unable and refused to admit it. Reflect on why he has chosen to relieve you, and express your gratefulness. And for now, come along, the others are ready."
She heads down the stairs and takes her seat at the table with a thank you to Millicent for much needed offer of pastry.
Jade approaches the Genasi, head bowed low and eyes averted downward. When she speaks, the words carry the quiet reverence of a prayer.
"Mistress Elliðaey, I would like to apologize. You offered us your kindness and generosity, and I responded with prideful jealousy and ingratitude. Please forgive me and accept my sincere thanks for the good food and shelter you have provided for me...for all of us."
"Yes, no need to apologize Jade. We all have our reasons for action and inaction. You care for your friend fiercely," Elliðaey pauses to gesture at Eila. "I just hope to one day count myself so lucky as to have a friend like you," the monk says patting Jade on the shoulder. "Let's get some breakfast," she then says might a brilliant smile. "I think after breakfast we should get going quickly," she then says to Jade. "The weather might turn foul later, it usually storms a lot along the Coast Way this time of year, and I'd hate to show up at Candlekeep looking like a swam of drowned rats," she jokes grabbing her satchel and spear before leaving the loft and heading downstairs.
Spotting Mariam, the tavern keeper, the monk orders a hearty breakfast and grabs a mug of strong coffee shaking her head at the juice Millicent offered.
"A bit too much mead last night," Elliðaey smirks taking a long sip of the black brew, "join us," she then calls to Millicent before heading to Fay's table to sit. "Morning," she says to the elf with her usual cheery tone and expression. "Already been out and about I see," she says nudging Fay's damp boot with a smile. "I hope you found all our gear and animals accounted for," she adds as she moves into a relaxed pose at the table looking out over the spare crowd enjoying their breakfasts or nursing their hangovers!
Mariam arrives with her breakfast and wishes the party a good morning. Elliðaey digs into her breakfast with giddy enthusiasm. The monk eats the dish relatively quickly and as graciously as possible but much like a member of a fire brigade preparing for the worst! Pushing away the empty dish she finishes her coffee ready to head out for the day of travel ahead.
OOC Does anyone have any more business to settle before we begin the day's journey to Candlekeep? If not I will ask for another travel roll from Damian and we can be on our way!
Sometimes a Nat 1 tells a better story than a Nat 20 ever could.
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Li-Anne goes into the stables and gently hugs Bane. "Who is a good goat? Who is? Yes... you are Bane! Have you missed me much? You are the best friend in the whole world!" she speaks with cheerful smile in her eyes. She shares an apple with Bane and gets him off the stables taking some straw out of his coat.
She packs her stuff and ties it to the back of the saddle. She sits on the ground while waiting for the others and plays with some small creature (a bug perhaps or a bee).
"I don't care, I'm still free. You can't take the sky from me..."
Millicent saddled Particable without a sound, the hinny liked her as much as she liked anyone but Millicent knew she'd rather be back home.
" We ready to go?"
Jade hitches up the mule to the wagon and stops in briefly to thank Jordy and Esther for caring for their animals and slipping each of them a silver coin "to save for something special."
Eila allows Jade to take the lions share of preparing their cart, sensing that her paladin needs the small satisfaction of a job done after the evenings events. She gives the tavernkeep thanks and blessings on behalf of the two of them and settles in for the journey.
"I did but then I always do while traveling, " Elliðaey replies. "Well, looks like we need to catch up with the others," the monk adds getting from the table.
Elliðaey gives Mariam more coin for her hospitality and exits the tavern. She finds the party in various stages of readiness and approaches Li-Anne on Bane.
"Morning," Elliðaey says to the druid and her mount giving a slight bow. "Thank you for continuing to travel with us," she adds to the gnome with a smile.
Elliðaey then goes to the cart where Jade is driving and Eila sits.
"Mind if I join you this last leg of the journey? My familiar it seems doesn't particularly enjoy the horse form," Elliðaey explains bowing awaiting an invitation into the cart.
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Jade offers Elliðaey a hand up even as she looks back at Eila, already anticipating what the answer will be.
"Of course not, please do." Eila scoots across into the corner of the little cart to allow space for Elliðaey's considerably broader frame, "I admit I didn't know familiars could tire; I don't know any conjuration magic."
"I ask and respect their answers. I might try to call on them later but usually I meditate on the conjuring and they come out as they please, " Elliðaey explains smiling. "I appreciate their help but don't command them," she adds.
Getting on the road the party moves with a dedicated efficiency. Elliðaey has a causal discussion with Jade and Eila about their expectations for Candlekeep.
It's been half a day of travel. The party again passes travelers going both north and with them south in the direction of Candlekeep but the other travelers' final destinations are unknown. It's late afternoon just after the party gets back on the Coast Way having taken a break for lunch and to water the animals. The travelers have thinned out and the sky is becoming ominously gray as thunder rumbles in the direct of the eastern skyline!
Everyone please roll a perception check!
Sometimes a Nat 1 tells a better story than a Nat 20 ever could.
Perception 16
Perception: 21
Perception: 22
"I don't care, I'm still free. You can't take the sky from me..."
Perception: 10
As the party approaches the turn off from the Coast Way onto the Way of the Lion, the road to Candlekeep, they notice there's even less traffic from other travelers on this well kept road as many however continue south to the market town of Beregost. The only town remotely close tothe library fortress of Candlekeep!
The Way of the Lion once the party has traveled for a half an hour is considerably narrower than the Coast Way. If another cart should pass either direction one cart would have to give the right of way! The party was making good time from Greenstone but now finds that the wagon has slowed down to manage the rolling hills that also seem more frequent. Feeling like a burden Elliðaey gets off the cart in favor of walking. The monk walks at a brisk pace using her spear like a walking staff as she explains the journey on the Loin would be another four to five hours until reaching Candlekeep but with the wagon and her on foot it will take longer still.
"I've never taken a wagon if I'm honest so I didn't think to mention the landscape was difficult for a wagon to manage, " Elliðaey explains sheepishly. "Even if I double up on Silver Wind with you Fay we'd still be slow going with two of us astride your horse plus the terrain," she adds sighing. "You'd think Alaundo the Wise would have made the road a little easier to pass," she adds laughing at her own bad joke.
Sometimes a Nat 1 tells a better story than a Nat 20 ever could.