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Yian stands hearing the Satyr approach from nearby, she is tall for a human maybe 6ft with white hair and light green eyes, her mouth is covered with a strange mask and she is well built but not particularly muscular. Over her back and shoulders is slung a longbow which has seen some use and she is wearing a suit of leather armour decorated with what look to be shed scales of her Drake!

The Drake itself is small, not large enough to ride, more like the size of a big dog, with redish black scales all the way down to it's tail where they take on a more purple hue.

As Silenius approaches, Yian lets out a sharp whistle and the drake runs and sits beside her obediently, she smiles with her eyes at the approaching Satyr

"So long as I am around he won't harm you, I am Yian, Yian Do'Garon and this is Ydri!" She says indicating the Drake to her side, and extending her own hand in case his is for her

"And a drink would be welcome"

Silenus laughs and shakes Yian's hand. Then he offers her his wineskin.

"You don't look like a miner," Silenus says, reaching a hand out to touch Ydri. "Ooh scaly. But not dry. If you said attack, would he attack me?"

Silenus eyes Ydri closer, wondering if he could lift the drake. He then waves a hand towards the Axeholm stronghold.

"So are you looking to see what goodies are inside?" Silenus asks. "What do you think? We just walk inside and take a look around."

((OOC - my mistake, I'd read 'astride' as Yian riding Ydri))

"I am a... sellsword lets say, but I'm investigating some sightings here" Yian says taking the skin and unclipping her mask to take a swig from it

"He would. So let's not get there" Yian says with a smirk "I am sure there are many goodies inside and I am also sure that's how we would go about getting some"

She hands back the skin "Should probably check for any leadership though don't wanna step on peoples toes"

((OOC - S'all good! I actually think I used the wrong word lol, but I meant beside))

Silenus frowns a little when he realizes he won't get to wrestle with a drake today. But there's always tomorrow, he thinks to himself.

"Toes are far too sensitive," Silenus says with an agreeable nod then gestures down to his own feet. "People should either toughen them up or go with hooves."

He hooks the wineskin to his belt, rubs his hands together, and looks around at the camp. 

"We'll do it your way. Who's the leader?" Silenus asks.

Not waiting for a reply he grabs hold of the first human, goblin, or whatnot that gets within reach.

"Take us to your leader. We've great things to do today." Silenus says quite loudly.

((OOC: Yey! Welcome new players!! Good to have you along! :-)

I’m guessing those of us who are deep within the building don’t see or hear anything from the new adventurers arriving at this point?)).

Yian looks down at her own feet, she seems to have similar claws on her boots as her Drake does

When Silenus grabs the nearest person she smiles at whoever he grabs and adds "If you would it would be very helpful for us, we are new here, I believe they should be expecting me"

With that she clips her mask back on and lets out another sharp whistle to the Ydri who heels to her

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(They smell a bit different. Like brandy and lager smell different. There is also an odd aura about the jug and transmutation runes baked into the jug at kilning. Robwin recognizes them as such from his studies, you from your reverie. Robwin arcane check DC 10; Rinn arcane check DC 16 to know more)

 Rinn's arcane check: 21

Rinn nods to Robwin, "Sure, let's have a look." He looks closely at the jug while keeping an ear out for anything, especially ghouls returning.

Robwin is still frustrated by the jug, and tempted to cast identify… but instead says to Rinn, “I can identify the jug, but it takes a ritual to do so… I can do it but it takes time. When we are out of here maybe?…”. He lets Rinn hold onto it for now, and looks back around the room. ((Did we check out the cocoon that was emanating magic? I forget)).

(OOC - Yeah, I'm not sure either. Also, welcome to the new players :) )

( More des ription when she sees the group. She'll have to go through camp to see the skirmish as it took place just inside the keep. The ill are easy to find. They're being treated in a large tent to the east of the main path that leads into the gauntlet that makes the entrance of Axeholm. A moon elf seems to be managing the care of the makeshift infirmary. ) 

(( Rinn's memories click... An Alchemy Jug Of course, it's an Alchemy Jug. ))

(( The party within the keep don't hear anything yet, no. ))

Silenus lets go of the labourer after he points out the moon elf over at some sort of infirmary.

"Are you a healer then?" Silenus asks Yian before pausing to look at her armor. "I'm no expert on them, but you don't look like one."

He starts heading towards the large tent that holds the injured. As they get closer he looks at the 'gauntlet' of Axeholm, his steps veering off towards that entrance. He catches himself and laughs before correcting course to the tent.

"How'd you know about this place?" Silenus asks Yian. 

"I am no expert healer, but I can heal" Yian replies in an ironic fashion

She follows to the Moon Elf continuing to explain

"I was told about it along with some rumours, figured Ydri and I could help out. Yourself?"

The oddly tall slightly less wide dwarf gasps in surprise at Silenus sudden interaction. 

Seeing and hearing Yian and Silenus unintentionally accost the young female half-dwarf, a tall muscular, though slender, bluish-grey skinned elf approaches them quickly. Clearly female with long braids and plates pulling their hair back where its tied to hang behind her. Her sleevless robes though grey are woven with intricate design. In a common Dwarvish dialect she says, "I'll manage the newcomers, Electice, please continue with the delivery." 

Facing you two she says in very heavily accented common, "Many of my cousins here do not speak the common tounge of this region. However, the opportunity to... rebuild..., is...  appealing. How may we help you?" Her pause and demeanor seem to reinforce her statement. 

Silenus smiles and laughs when Yian asks how he ended up here.

"Let's just say an inn was burned down and it was totally not my fault. Gnarly sick flames though. Maybe my fault but totally not intentional," Silenus says. "This wastoid street dude had told me about this *****in dragon out this way and about some old hella-big dwarven fortress that was being re-opened. So rather than face some aggro villagers, I motored this way, figure I'll veg a bit, pet a dragon, and make a bodacious fortune in that stronghold."

Once they get into conversation with the moon elf Silenus says loudly "Hey boss healer dude," and then gestures at Yian. "Help's here."

He looks around after that, his gaze constantly going back to the entrance to Axeholm.

"Yo, healer dude," Silenus adds. "What's the story about the rad fortress?"

"We're here to help you really is the long and short of it" Yian says responding to the common speaking Dwarf, while bowing her head to the non common speaking one.

"I apologise for our ignorance! Is there anything you need help with here right now? I myself am a healer of sorts, an explorer and a sellsword. Yian Do'Garon" She says extending a hand to shake

The blue-grey moon elf tilts her head in slight confusion. 

In Elvish she continues,  "are you of the wilds?" Then continues in Elvish, "The afflicted have a cursed fever. Those who die become ghouls. We, my brother and I, are alchemists. We are helping those we are able. There are others here now too in the keep. They are hunting the upper levels. My brother said they have a changing of some kind with them and a manticore. I have heard that manticore will  join a good hunt, but I never witnessed such. Of course, I did not see the beasts myself, though I do trust my brother."

"Oh, forgive me, you were asking to help. Yes, of course, see Urmrus within the keep. He will point you in the proper direction."

"This is Axeholm. We are looking for a cousin, I believe. Or we were."

Just then the one you initially grabbed calls to her and she excuses herself. 

"I am" Yian responds in elvish to the question of being from the wilds "There are so many languages here, even for one as well travelled as me!"

"Where are my skills most needed? I can heal an injury but not a disease, I fight well and hunting is one of my major skills, the manticore... could be taken care of"

She nods to the Dwarf as she excuses herself