City of Cresthall

(Good point. Well let's keep it moving then. Karra is doing a bit of downtime until he gets back.)

 Bennett starts to groan, as if waking from a stupor.

Bennett! 

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Hey, Bennett!

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Wake up, Bennett!

(poke)

Bennett?

(poke)

Wake up, Bennett!

(poke)

Bennett?

(poke)

Hey there, Bennett!

(poke)

Bennett?

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Crispy slaps Hatt over the head. Kinda gently. “Hatt! Stop poking him!”

Ashley giggles at the while thing.

(Hey all, finally back from visiting people etc. and got reliable internet again. Will be posting sporadically until about Monday/Tuesday.)

Karra will have been out checking the town they are in, trying to get a grasp on how things run etc. and then probably have gone quietly to his room in the tavern to work on his first gem cutting session (that way I'm not involved in the earlier stuff, so no ret-con needed.)

If needed, Gemcutter's Tools: 19 (+ whatever ability score you want to add).

Bennett awakes from his induced slumber with a massive headache, "Haaatttt," he groans. "Stop poking me before I break your finger." He assess his surroundings, "I passed out when I said her name, huh?" Bennett rubs his eyes and sits up in the bed. "Could someone please grab me a glass of water? I've got the worst migraine."

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Crispy grabs a glass of water, and splashes it all over Bennett's face. "Oh, oops! Butterfingers, me. Sorry. Hatt? Could you..?" she gestures over to the halfling to grab a towel to hand to Bennett. "My bad, B-nugget. Here." She goes to fill the glass again and slowly, ever so slowly, walks over and hands it to Bennett. "Easy, Cora. Easssyyy..." She turns around red, barely able to contain her laughter.

Bennett barely flinches as the water cascades over him. "Thanks, Crispy." He raises his hand as Crispy turns around to get another glass and starts to trace arcane sigils in the air but waves his hand away and mutters, "Eh... not worth it." He takes the water from Crispy and gulps it down and wipes his mouth. "Now, where did I leave off? What was the last thing you guys heard?"

"Oh! You were gonna tell us the name of that girl." Crispy says as seriously as she can. "What was her name again?"

Bennett smirks, "Nice try, Crisp." He rubs his head, "When she spoke at Cresthall, it has some sort of effect on me. Like some sort of charm? I'm not sure. I'm in my right mind, I can make my own choices under my own will. If I-" he pauses and glances at Gasp, "If we, stay away from her for too long it could hurt us. Remember that tortle from the pirates that attacked us? He was Opsola's friend who was under her spell. You see how he would just wince in pain? That's why. During that battle, Gasp charged into the captain's cabin where Opsola and she was. I'm assuming he heard her speak or else he wouldn't be under the same effect. Opsola is having us rings made to combat this... affliction or 'curse' as he calls it. They should be done today. Once we have these rings, I am totally fine with leaving this gods forsaken city. Opsola is a VERY powerful individual. There is now way we all could take him on." He will then glance around, "Where is Jerrick?"

Doing something stupid. Ashley says plainly.

Bennett shakes his head, "I don't think Opsola would kill him, maybe imprison him and attempt to cover it up. He doesn't seem like the type of aristocrat that uses murder to get what he wants." He looks around, "Where is Karra?"

Hatt grabs a towel and hands it to Bennett, and while he is distracted by drying himself off, goes in for one final poke and uses it to cast Cure Wounds on him, just to get rid of any bruising from the poking.  

So, this woman is the source of the need to be close to her.  What is the source of the thing that almost killed you when you said her name?  Is it the same effect, or something extra that Opsola put upon you?

I think I saw Karra go up to his room.  We should probably go and get him, if we're now getting down to business.  Hatt will leave and go and find Karra, to invite him to come down to the meeting room with the others.

OOC: Just getting back from all the Holiday shenanigans as well

Gasp gives an excited SQUAWK when Bennett finally regains consciousness. Honestly, he wasn't sure that Bennett's brain hadn't been completely scrambled. So he's glad he's okay. Okay enough to get a (probably surprising) feathery hug right in the middle of that monologue he is giving.

Karra will most likely be staying in his room as Hatt goes to find him. "Hmm, everyone done with shop, yes?" He asks, following his adventuring companion downstairs.

Well, not completely, Hatt admits.  I need to buy some diamonds, using the party funds, and as that seems to be your area of expertise, perhaps we could look at that tomorrow.  As for today, well, Bennett tried to tell us what's going on and it almost killed him.  Really, he was unconscious for hours.  He may or may not be charmed as such, but he's definitely not free to speak about certain matters that affect our former employer.  Hatt scowls, and avoids using the name.  

So we leave Jerrick to his fate and wait for the rings to be finished. Do we still want to do this last task for Opsala ?

Bennett is a little shocked to get a surprise hug from his feathery companion. "Thanks, Gasp." He hugs back.

After Hatt's questioning, he answers, "I'm not sure of the source. Opsola believes a curse was set upon her. A curse that she can send to other people as well. It's like an STD but for the brain, I guess. Opsola has never casted a spell on me. I'm 100% sure whatever is inflicting her, is inflicting Gasp and I as well."

Karra frowns. "Hmm, maybe curse?" He suggests. He isn't a master of magic like others, but has a little knowledge on such things. "For diamonds, yes, can maybe help." He pulls out one of the freshly and immaculately cut gems he did overnight (it was a nat 20, then whatever ability score bonus the DM would like to apply). "Gems are my trade, yes."

Hatt doesn't really know anything about gems, but the one Karra is holding looks very pretty and expensive and Hatt admires it for a moment.  Gems are your trade, yet here you are with us, halfway across the world from where we started, or so it feels like.  Will you set yourself up in a shop now, with the money we've earned from our former employer?  Or have you left the life of the gemcutter behind you for the moment?  The conversation continues as they head down the stairs and back to the private room where the others are hopefully still waiting.