“I did. The bulk of the equipment I have to offer is in the armory at my manor house, but it should not be a difficult journey. For those of you less martially-inclined, it would also be helpful to know where your talents lie — I do not wish to issue you equipment that you cannot make use of.”
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“…”
I’m not going to… say I do magic. I… value my safety, and… other stuff… at least that much.
…
I don’t know how I feel. At least… the trial’s first… and Arius. Made it better.
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After a little more discussion of logistics, your conversation concludes. Though the house is quite large for this town, it is not nearly so large that it can reasonably host all of you at once, with both Nyna and the baron already visiting. But Halina hands you a letter for the innkeeper at Abadia’s Inn, telling you that the innkeeper will provide you with lodging for the night at her [Halina’s] expense.
The inn itself is a bit larger than Yamyra’s place back in Granite Hill. It seems that the majority of customers are sharing a single large bunkroom, with the poorest not even sleeping in bunks but rather in bedrolls on the floor, but Halina has arranged for semi-private (shared within the party, but not with other random customers) rooms for you.
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Ugh.
I mean, that’s rude to think it was very nice for her to provide lodging I just do not like common areas and
…
(Is there perhaps someone who looks like a singer around?)
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The tavern where the singer generally performs is technically next door to the inn, in a “separate building”, but the kind of “separate building” that still allows for people to pass from one to the other without going outside. The singer herself is currently in the tavern, performing a song about the escapades of an incompetent wizard who doesn’t know how to do anything except summon frogs.
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I tilt my head.
…Maybe the building is reserved for late night performances then?
I lean to the side of Wanderer’s arm to take a look at the letter Halina gave us.
(is the letter sealed, or just written in parchment and we could look at it without having to open anything?)
It’s sealed with the family crest as soft proof of authenticity, but you can try to read it upside-down when the innkeeper opens it?
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(that would require Canary getting close to the innkeeper. she does not want to get close to the innkeeper.)
Mph.
I slowly walk off from the main group and try to find a reasonable place to sit - with as few people as possible, and intently listen to the singer.
(is the singer any… good?)
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She’s quite talented, perfectly on-pitch with lots of emotional expression. However, she seems to be mostly deciding which songs to sing based on audience requests, which may or may not be to Canary’s taste depending on what her taste in music is like.
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Her song taste isn’t… the best.
But I like her voice!
I wait for a song that sounds remotely like what I’d enjoy, and start to mumble it to nobody in particular.
@discobot roll 1d20
…Time to think.
2
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I solemn am able to match anything remotely close to her tune, and I find myself thankful that I was far too quiet for anyone else to hear me.
…There’s three things I thought of during… the meeting.
(It is a little odd she just accepted this is her lot in life now.)
Hi! To find out what I can do, say @discobot display help.
Canary starts to calm down as she tunes the world out.
{First… what did… {Messerie? I don’t know what the title means but… I’m gonna probably mess up if I don’t start mentally saying it. Messerie.} Messerie Kaver uncover. We only asked for leads, but anything he figured out or thought is useful- provided he managed to make it more than a day with his quest without being stabbed.}
{…Secondly… based off what Wanderer said, and… what was said about him, he had a conversation with one of. Messerie Kaver’s servants. Which means- his servant and his wife were in on it…}
{…But they weren’t invited to the room. Dismissed. Did… Baron Rodin decide they weren’t worth anything without Kaver? Maybe… that’s why he got a group of seven. So if one of us dies- it won’t be a quest over like it was with. Him.}
…I don’t want to think about the third thing.
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{ugh.}
{I can’t do anything right now… and… I can’t back down from. This. It’s…}
{I just want to tune everything out for a bit.}
{Why did my magic get stronger.}
{I figured it out. When I snuck off from the caravan. To talk to the thieves remotely. It was compulsive.}
{Does this mean I’m becoming more of someone worth martyring?}
I don’t… I don’t need to think about it. I can’t do anything about it now. I’m stuck in a tavern and I’m supposed to rest.
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I shut my eyes hard and start to sing, slightly louder this time, but… nobody should hear. Hopefully.
@discobot roll 1d20
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(+5 is 22.)
{…And then clarity.}
{It’s… it’s nice. The song is nice. And I’m singing it well. As well as I could-. It’s. Nice. And it makes me happy. And it calms me.}
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Canary continues to sing, unconsciously much louder than she would like, but- whatever she may notice when the song breaks will still leave the moment being worth it.