Lord's Rest Inn

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 (Could you cut the chain It's difficult on phone.)

The knight again notices the claws. He whistles "you really wish me dead" he thinks for a moment "how about a contest somewhere nobody would get hurt. This would fulfill your oath and allow ÿou to strike me down as you so wish" he looks over at you, you can't see his face but by his posture you would guess amused.

 *Unfortunately I cannot. I am also on phone.*

She rolls her eyes "I have much better things to do." She says and disappears into a cloud of most. Edward sighs "She is Yuri, Queen of the Fey and Queen of Spring."

 "Hmm.. a fey queen. I would not have expected a creature of that birth to be so fiendish" he breathes deep. "My question still stands. What is the name of this place?"

 "This is the Lords Rest Tavern." He said and beamed.

 *where is this occurring ?*

 (Just on the outskirts of the town)

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*open characters?*

 Crie is sneering at the newly constructed Church of Helios.

Sytosc is waiting in the tavern.

 *description of Crie?*

Raphael waves to their friend. “How have you been, friend?”

 *He looks like a pale man with inky smears on his body and teeth with an iridescent sheen. He has silver eyes, gums, and fingernails. He carries an oversized umbrella to protect him from the sun, and he dresses like a 1800s factory owner*

"I got that reservation. We were supposed to celebrate our victory, remember? I'm a bit miffed that you went and died, but I've forgiven you already so there's no need to apologize."

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*for Wendigo*

the yelling and argument coming from inside the Caravan suddenly stops, and the door opens to a room with a table at the center, on the other side of the table are numerous shelves stacked with books and magical devices, especially divination items. On the table are a few teacups and a teapot, as well as some burning incense. Instead of chairs there are large pillows. There is a fearful looking Satyr On the entrance side of the table, looking at you before backing away to the corner of the room. On the other side is a large figure hidden by shadows with what seems to be some enormous scarf or fluffy animal skins, and a pair of long, thin black arms with three digits. In one hand they hold a smoke pipe. Their eyes and monstrous, smiling mouth are glowing yellow.

”welcome, how may I help you?” Says the creature in a deep voice.

 "I simply came to see what all the commotion was about." He said and bower his head. "Forgive my intrusion."

 The creature glares at the Satyr, who is looking down and trying to be as unnoticeable as possible.

”oh, I assure you that nothing here is wrong. I am The Magnificent Mori. You are?”

 "Donn.." he says tilts his head "It is a pleasure to meet you Mori."

 “Mm… Tell me a bit about yourself, Donn.”

the Satyr is trying to exit the Caravan without Mori noticing.

 "Nothing much to tell. You seem to know everything." He says

 “Ha, you overestimate my powers. Thank you, but I am truly curious about your past,” make a DC 17 charisma saving throw. On a failure, Mori learns something about Donn’s past. (This ability sorta functions like a Nothic’s weird insight*

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"No no, I simply ask because I see the tools on the table."

 “Hm… well, let me ask you a question. What are you?”

 "I am an Archfey." He says and tilts his head.

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 He chuckles back. "I'll weigh a ton once we scare off those fruitcakes."

Crie looks like he wants to help, but doesn't want to be patronizing. "I'll minimize the pain. Cut down on my list of targets. I... no, wait, why would I do that?" He stands up. "I invented the soul! I am a literal demiurge! I'm older than you are, and I have the right to make my own decisions." He gives Krist just enough healing magic to help with the pain. Not to relieve it, but to help slightly. "I've only got a couple of people I need to torture at this point. For you, I'll settle for teaching them a lesson the 'easy' way."

 Donn smiles "Well, I happy to see you smile at least. It is a beautiful smile." He says and sets them down. 

The healing magic seems to not work, like a dispel magic or antimagic field poisons this mans skin. He looks at Crie and sighs "Very well.."

 "I'm not gonna sell it, if that's what you're worried about." He giggles. It sounds strange with his deep voice.

Crie heads off in what seems to be a random direction, but he walks with enough determination and confidence that it's hard to tell.

 Donn shakes his head "No. It's priceless. It makes even the most beautiful become envious. It drives poets and writers to try and capture it in writing but only to fail. It leads bards to tell its tale amongst crowds. It is worth more than jewels and harder to find than true happiness." He says and smiles back. 

Krist watches and walks outside, sitting on a boulder. He pulls out a square tissue and coughs into it. He stares down at the white fabric turned red and tucks it back in his pocket.

 "Those are so cheesy!" he laughs. "I could sell them to a royal gourmand for top dollar!"

 His ears droop "ah, quite sorry." He says and rubs his hands together in embarrassment.

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*back from stuff. How is everyone?*

Raphael is back from the dead

meroving is eating

lazarus is ‘sun bathing’

 Tidus senses Raphael's presence and looks around quickly, looking for his friend.

 Raphael is sitting on a stump reading . Via Tidus’ true sight, they can see that Raphael is still recovering from death 

 Tidus bounds over and jumps on his shoulder. "My friend! How good it is to see you once more!"

 Raphael smiles, petting them. “Indeed, same with you, Tidus. How has it been?”

 "Lonesome without you here. I did miss you very very much." He says.

 “Aw, why thank you friend. You have not made any other acquaintances besides me?”

 "I have but you and I have similar life experiences so that's why I missed having a holy friend to speak too."