Watching the blindfolded madwoman for a few moments, as I get closer to the inn, hearing the murmur of debate, I concentrate on listening to them.

[Let my senses flow into the surrounding area.]

"Child, you should not be afraid of that man because of whether he is a ghost or not. Lord Giovanni may be correct in that he seems touched in the head. Though he did not come across as intimidating, if he is the head of their line then he must wield some incredible influence and power." ...

I whisper to Taduz, "Was that man a ghost?" It's a loud whisper. Once back at the coach to Sabine "No he was a preten..." stopping himself before going off on the puppy girl. Deep breath to steady yourself old man. Realizing the deeper nuances of a statement about church and its...

Upon the finishing of the disgusting interlude... I am not unburdening myself to that thing. Probably want me to say something about a virgin and a father. Bah and heads with Seska to the door.

"I am Taduz Illyannovich, a reluctant courier"

I bow deeply.

Great, he's damned, traffics with dead things, AND he's a slave.

Trying to hide his discomfort at the aura of the place.

A bit gruff "We have the missive, yes? Let's get it delivered and get out of here. That wailing sets my teeth on edge."

[Coach is the last place I headed, and others have already jumped into the coach]

"Taduz, you're right about the problem with your changing size, although I haven't seen you do that of your own accord. "My time with my Sire was both enlightening and educational. My sire taught me about my clan, and our powers, I gained alot from the night we spent there." I wiggle...

Ignoring the dirt for a moment seeing Sabine disappear, I concentrate while looking around. Ahh, there she is. "She's done it again, disappeared." Stretch comically large, arms back, and lean back against Sabine. "I must admit, the pillows in this carriage, are rather lumpy" Wigg...

Bah, I work a weekend and I miss the good stuff.

Upon seeing the armored clothes "No thank you, I seem to have...issues with size changes. Those would shred if I were to use my powers." I continue concentrating on the dirt. I can feel something, gotta make contact. Ged, I think the only reason this has been "combat oriented" at...

He's got the God Stick. He wins.

Seska Karantanija wrote:We should all get one point of xp for showing patience.

Okie, really it's that I want to be that much closer to my next point expenditure. Sooooo close I can almost smell it on the tip of my tongue. T-T

I am agreeing with the noblewoman. I say Coochi Coochi too.

Noticing there is time to kill I gather a handful of the dirt that is on the floor. Yes, the carriage is probably immaculate (or it better be or Slave may pay), but we did just tromp in from outside so some dirt and chunks of ground would be here. Taking the handful... It worked when I was angry but...

Smiling at the small girl stroking the comparatively huge norseman's hair.

"Slave will be following the Lady, or does she follow us?"

Returning to the room, pack in tow, noticing the noblewoman's absence.

Bowing to my sire "My thanks for your hospitality, we shall return with all haste with the return missive".

Head outside motioning the others who are still indoors that it seems time to move on, and get in the carriage.

No worries, work happens. Go make seep.

I smile as he leaves. "He's learning, he even anticipates my wants before I voice them." Stop smiling. "Woe betide him if he ever mistakes my desires." Seeing as we're gathering to leave, to my sire "If I may I beg your pardon, I must retire to your room to gather my possess...

Seeing Taduz is amongst those downstairs, "Sir, could you tidy Roderigo up, please? I think he quite learned his lesson, and will be of more use to us if neatened. Perhaps capable of speech, too." Bowing to her "Yes, M'lady. You are right" Drawing a deep breath, beginning to yel...