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"It is not easy for me to ignore a cry for help—it is why I am listening to you. But I hear and heed your warning." |
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Khrysa ![]() Khrysa is unsure what to make of the creature's exchange with Rahat. It did still seem helpful despite some grumpiness, but she couldn't totally ignore some of the more ominous hints in its speech despite her proclivity to see the best in people. She brightens up as the owlcat discusses Argritte's problems. "Oh, a fellow chef! And one that gets to create new dishes all the time! Ahh, that's so much better than just making the same recipe over and over every day..." she admires wistfully, reminded of her motivations for exploring away from home. "Getting ingredients can be tough sometimes, though with this, er..." she couldn't quite work out exactly what this thumb-dependent problem might be. "Well I guess we'll see when we get there?" |
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"Lead on," Rahat says, not inclined to waste time practicing the Queen's name if there is truly someone in need of assistance. Normally she would show more respect, but the Queen does not seem to merit it
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Last edited by briar; Jan 31st, 2025 at 06:15 AM. |
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Given Brookshire's dire warnings, Rahat expects to walk a gauntlet as they follow the trail. She moves deliberately, eyes sweeping to each side, ready to snatch up Xyza and run if the situation calls for it. But for all that, the trip to their destination is uneventful.
The device at the center of the clearing calls Rahat's attention. It reminds her a little of the devices the learned members of her tribe would use to track celestial movements, though far more complex (and less portable). She hums. "I know you don't know how it works, but how does Argritte work it? Do they move the rings somehow?" She turns her attention to the doors. "Can we just open the doors to see if Argritte is on the other side?" Rahat presumes the answer to that is "no," so she inspects the area around each door in turn."How long ago did Argritte go through?" If she can find tracks or another sign of passage, she can at least determine the right door.
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Khrysa ![]() She tries to remain on her toes as they progress down the path, especially as Brookshire had warned about potential danger along the way, but she finds it difficult to maintain the same level of watchful sharpness as Rahat the whole time, still fascinated by the mystical scenery of this area. Once they reach the glade, Khrysa takes the time to Perception: 3look around, at first more drawn to the door inscriptions on the trees. "They're...behind one of these? So...inside the tree? Or..." Khrysa wonders. It probably wouldn't be that simple; there was definitely something magical going on here...perhaps it was similar to how she and Rahat had even been drawn here in the first place? She then moves to look at the device in the center. It was apparently linked to the doors somehow based off what Brookshire was saying, but Khrysa wasn't sure how the sphere might indicate where Agritte had gone. She tries to tilt her head from side to side to figure out how to use it, but doing so just Investigation: 3made her head spin, literally. |
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