City of Cresthall

I would hate to think we are accessory to some dastardly deed. Ashley says after polity swallowing her food. After a 2 day romp, she was afraid she had forgotten her manners. By the light if those Spa guards come looking for us to throw us into the mines i will...i will...do...something... Ashley gives up as her threat flounders .

The maid thinks on it for a moment, "Copper dragon, robes, sorta magic feeling from the guy. Don't really know any other way to describe him since I've only saw him at festivals and mostly by the royals. And don't mind the drunk, he's been going around saying that Opsola stole his love. Which is hard to believe since he doesn't show interest in...well anyone. The rumors I hear involve most of the royals but not him. Most adventurers that worked for him just said he was focused, never argued, complained, or even small talk with them."

Crispy, with a mouth full of food, stopped chewing gave Ashley a very amused look of surprise and shock to her threat. Unsure to be proud of her, or sad that perhaps her own terrible character was rubbing off on Ashley, she resumed chewing and gulped loudly and said,

”No one’s gonna come get us and make us work in the mines. If they come they will have to get through me. And, it’s been a long time since I murdered people with a mining pick.”

Ashley giggles girlishly at the mental image of Crispy in her skin tight bikini wildly swing a mining axe.

Crispy saw and heard Ashley giggle, and pinched her cheek, while laughing herself. Make Ashley feel better? Check.

Finishing up her food, she asks everyone, "So what are we going to do now? What about Bird Person and Bennett?"

Perhaps we'll be very blessed, and Gasp and Bennett will just find us; we didn't announce where we were going, but we didn't exactly hide it either.  We're probably an unusual group in this city, so someone might be able to tell them where we went.  Hatt takes a large swig of his beer, unhappy at the thought of being followed by anyone other than their companions.  Dear Goddess, help me, but in all my months on the road I never felt as desperate to leave a city as I do this one.

If they don't just turn up like a pair of lost kittens, then tomorrow morning I will try to send them a message.  If they're not in some strange place protected from all magic, then they'll receive it and be able to respond.  If they don't respond, then... I suppose we go back to the spa and try to find them?  He looks inquisitively at Crispy, Ashley and Karra, to see what they think the group should do.

Crispy finishes her ale, swallows, and sets the mug down.

"I'm good with that plan." she said, "Whatever business or intention they have there..if they don't respond to your message, we'll go back and go get them." 

She thought for a moment more. "I'm not one hundred percent clued in on what exactly is up with this spa or Almanac, but if possible I don't want to leave without them. Send your message when the time is right. If they don't answer. We'll go get them. And if they send me to the mines, I hope they gave me a sharp pick." her face soured with the threat, and it was unsure if she was showing erotic pleasure at killing, or annoyance at getting captured.

Ashley did her best to try not to look worried. The past couple days were amazing and she was determined to not have it soured in her mind. For now ,we should focus and what we can do. What is to come l, we dont know and shouldn't dwell to long on.

Crispy could tell Ashley was doing her best. She put her hand on her leg and squeezed affectionately - giving her a look along the lines of "everything will be ok".

((Bennett is dead guys, Gasp shanked him in a back alley. :( ))

(Are you being cereal? I didn’t even get a chance to kick your ass!)

(To be fair, if you all were in a free for all, my money's on Gasp.)

((Could always have a small Battle Royale soon))

OOC: It's true. Bennett's dead.

Ok. So now what? 

OOC: Addendum...Bennett's not actually dead. 

Hatt spends the rest of the evening drinking and talking with Karra, Ashley and Crispy.  The atmosphere is a bit strained as the absence of Bennett and Gasp is felt by the group.  But he does his best to stay upbeat, and they joke about the various battles they endured during the sea voyage.  It's really a wonder that anyone dares to sail that route at all, given how often we were attacked. If there had been another battle before reaching our destination, I might have just jumped into the ocean and saved everyone the trouble!  Then it occurs to Hatt that maybe most ships aren't attacked so frequently, and maybe Ominak/Opsola is a magnet for trouble, but he doesn't say so out loud.

Eventually the evening draws to a close, and Hatt retires to his room to sleep.  Assuming there are no interruptions overnight, in the morning he will say a short prayer and then cast Sending to Bennett, as follows:

Bennett, this is Hatt.  We are in the Silver Drake Inn.  Can you come to us?  You can answer me, but only twenty-five words.  

If there's no response, he'll try the same to Gasp. 

"Trouble tends to follow me wherever I go, sorry about that." Crispy jokes with Hatt. "Personally, i'm glad you didn't jump overboard."

As the night wares on, Crispy takes Ashley by the hand, says goodnight to the others, and they go to their room. Crispy didn't show it, but she was concerned as well. Something was off. Not to mention she hated the unknowns. She was an investigator all right. She made a joke in her head, and due to the clothing she was wearing, had an urge to get all soapy and wet washing wagons on a hot summer day in some large city's town square - with people looking on and enjoying the view as more and more customers lined up their vehicles to be washed. The best part was, Ashley would have been there too, and their giggles and joking would have lasted all day.

She sat on the bed and chuckled, imagining the situation.

Ashley retires with Crispy to their room. She sits next to Crispy and wraps her arms around her girlfriends exposed midriff and leans her head on her shoulder. 

You don't have to if you don't want to but, If you ever need to talk about your scars She runs her fingers sensually along some of Crispy's scars Not these, the ones in your mind, I'm here for you.  

But for now, She pulls crispy down on the bed. She straddles Crispy and leans in to whisper in her ear. Seductively she says I have an itch i need you to help scratch.

Crispy has unlocked the beast....when they are in private.

Ashley was always warm, and she was sexier than she would ever realize, Crispy thought. She smiled, and was about to answer, until Ashley did something she didn't expect her to do.

"Damn, girl.." Crispy purrs, amazed, as Ashley straddles her on the bed. "It's the bathing suit, right? I should lose bets with you more often." 

Crispy's hands caressed Ashley's legs, and she slowly worked her way up to play with her pant buckle, slowly untying it. She let Ashley's hands wander wherever they wanted, and it felt amazing to feel her hands on her body. Luckily, there wasn't much clothing to remove on Crispy, and as Ashley straddled her, the same sexual heat and hunger quickly returned, begging to be released again. She looked up quickly and thanked Hell for such a gorgeous girlfriend.

But now was the time to give Ashley what she wanted, and Crispy was MORE than happy to oblige.

"First. I scratch that itch." she says saucily. "Then, yeah. We can talk. I'd like that."