[ rats thrive underground; that is why the moment when he'd touched down after being tossed into a pile of bird seeds like trash, he'd procured clothing and then a nice quiet basement belonging to one of the locals to rest. it's not ideal, as far as places go: too many access points, flimsy construction, too close to being in plain sight for someone who had made his career, life, and goals linked to the underworld he manipulated.
as soon as word of the party reached his ears, fyodor's resolute resolve was to avoid it at all costs, but even he cannot help but be intrigued by the different merchants who have come to aldrip to sell things like—this.
he's holding two vials, one in each hand and examining the liquid. they seem exactly the same but there is a slight difference in smell-is the left one more pungent? and if so what would be the effect? no matter either way because fyodor for some reason unknown to man is making a point of buying several bottles despite the stares from other customers. ]
ii. WHAT'S THAT MYSTERIOUS LAUGHING SOUND?
[ amassing information about this world is fyodor's current mission; without his informants he has to do the legwork himself, at least until he finds a way to get locals to help him. but his last outing into the forest had been rather profitable, what with a chance encounter of another newly arrived chosen and the fairies.
so he really does not worry too much when he sets out after dark in search of the mysterious laughing girl spirit.
unfortunately, after walking for hours he's been less than successful; he's certainly heard laughter—but the rest? fyodor has yet to catch a glimpse. ]
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[ rats thrive underground; that is why the moment when he'd touched down after being tossed into a pile of bird seeds like trash, he'd procured clothing and then a nice quiet basement belonging to one of the locals to rest. it's not ideal, as far as places go: too many access points, flimsy construction, too close to being in plain sight for someone who had made his career, life, and goals linked to the underworld he manipulated.
as soon as word of the party reached his ears, fyodor's resolute resolve was to avoid it at all costs, but even he cannot help but be intrigued by the different merchants who have come to aldrip to sell things like—this.
he's holding two vials, one in each hand and examining the liquid. they seem exactly the same but there is a slight difference in smell-is the left one more pungent? and if so what would be the effect? no matter either way because fyodor for some reason unknown to man is making a point of buying several bottles despite the stares from other customers. ]
ii. WHAT'S THAT MYSTERIOUS LAUGHING SOUND?
[ amassing information about this world is fyodor's current mission; without his informants he has to do the legwork himself, at least until he finds a way to get locals to help him. but his last outing into the forest had been rather profitable, what with a chance encounter of another newly arrived chosen and the fairies.
so he really does not worry too much when he sets out after dark in search of the mysterious laughing girl spirit.
unfortunately, after walking for hours he's been less than successful; he's certainly heard laughter—but the rest? fyodor has yet to catch a glimpse. ]
iii.WILDCARD
[ hmu! ]