Rinnill steps forward, at first intending to put himself between Vierna and Turvy, but then appears to think better of getting that close to the svirfneblin. He resolves to stand to the side so that he can be involved in the conversation laterally. "Or some other kind of curse?" The newest drow looks at the cleric. "Can you cure them?"
Xunhar nods aprehensively as the gnomes reveal this, taking a step back for safe measure "This... Ridding you of this curse would require the gifts of a high priestess." he says dumbfoundedly.
Xunhar shrinks back and raises his hands in resignation, looking surprised as the two walk out the door with little explanation, "Suit yourselves." he takes a look outside to both sides, trying to catch a glimpse of something before coming back inside, trying to make up his mind between following the two or staying with the rest.
"It seems we have no means to solve this right now."Xunhar ponders, "We have to choose between two risks — having you travel alone out there and risk getting captured by scouts and inevitably selling our location and destiny. Or having you travel with us even with your... condition." he stops briefly and purses his lips, "Even so, I'd choose the latter."
"I´m prepared to go along with that, if we have a plan for what to do when the transformation takes place. Will we know when it will happen? Can we tie you up or something when it does?" Vierna asks Topsy, Turvy and the others.
"I´m prepared to go along with that, if we have a plan for what to do when the transformation takes place. Will we know when it will happen? Can we tie you up or something when it does?" Vierna asks Topsy, Turvy and the others.
"Well you´d better." Vierna says smirking to the svirfnebli. "Let´s move out." She says to the others and goes ahead scouting the last stretch to the Darklake.
(Good question. I´ll give it to the end of the month.)
(Yes. Sorry, my new job has been keeping me busy. Please bug me if I don't respond. I'll try to later today.)
"Oh!" Turvy says. "It's not you, it's us! We are dangerous to you!"
Rinnill intuits
they are scared for the group.
"What do you mean you are dangerous to us?" Vierna says a bit threatening walking up to Turvy, bow in hand. "Explain yourself."
"A curse. You're safer if we can't infect you. The transformation comes soon."
"Are you saying you are cursed with lycanthropy?" Vierna says, now more curious, cocking her head.
Rinnill steps forward, at first intending to put himself between Vierna and Turvy, but then appears to think better of getting that close to the svirfneblin. He resolves to stand to the side so that he can be involved in the conversation laterally. "Or some other kind of curse?" The newest drow looks at the cleric. "Can you cure them?"
"Yes," Turvy replies to Vierna.
(Which Cleric?)
(OOC: Asha I guess. Is there anyone else?)
Xunhar nods aprehensively as the gnomes reveal this, taking a step back for safe measure "This... Ridding you of this curse would require the gifts of a high priestess." he says dumbfoundedly.
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(sorry, just got back from camping.)
"Unfortunately, my renouncement of faith in Lolth also took my divine powers. You likely can do more than I," Asha says
"So, what would you do and where would you go if you left us then?" Vierna asks Topsy and Turvy, a little more concerned about the svirfnebli now.
Rinnill's gaze lingers on Asha for a moment, then he looks at Venrila. "You wouldn't happen to have any cleansing abilities, would you?"
???
(I don't know either. For the moment, ignore it.)
"It seems we have no means to solve this right now." Xunhar ponders, "We have to choose between two risks — having you travel alone out there and risk getting captured by scouts and inevitably selling our location and destiny. Or having you travel with us even with your... condition." he stops briefly and purses his lips, "Even so, I'd choose the latter."
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"I´m prepared to go along with that, if we have a plan for what to do when the transformation takes place. Will we know when it will happen? Can we tie you up or something when it does?" Vierna asks Topsy, Turvy and the others.
"Think we can warn you."
"Well you´d better." Vierna says smirking to the svirfnebli. "Let´s move out." She says to the others and goes ahead scouting the last stretch to the Darklake.
Rinnill looks a little worried, but doesn't voice his concern. He follows along, determined to keep the svirfneblin in front of him whenever possible.