Topic: Lights Last Embrace - A Wheel of Time Game
Subject: Scattered Thoughts and Weaves
“Thank you for your generosity,” the bowman replied to the innkeeper, “I believe most of us would love something quick in our stomachs so that we can go and see what might be learned at the jail. Speed, I suspect, shall be critical.”
Cho’Ra ate the humble meal in silence, pondering what mischief that oaf was getting himself into. He was very eager to try to help the poor girl himself, if all of that early door-knocking was any indication, so perhaps he wasn’t made entirely of barbs. His methods were just perhaps a bit different than these. She looked around at the cast of characters gathered with her and hoped diplomacy would be their ally. Or perhaps the brashness of that woodsman would prove the correct path? Not long ago she would have scoffed at that notion, brutishness verses civil, structured deliberation. The world had changed very quickly since then though.
Their party was given directions to the jailhouse and made their way as soon as their bellies were satisfied. Despite their early morning, many of the people of Maeldon were already out and about their chores. Cho’Ra smiled kindly at anyone who looked the way of their strange band and thought that for the moment this town felt almost peaceful. They were, of course, on their way to attempt to help a young woman who was possibly falsely accused of the murder of an Aes Sedai, but that was hardly apparent on the faces of those they passed.
Dane stops the party as they approach the jailhouse and turns to the Domani woman, “Za’ahrat, I was thinking that perhaps you might speak for us. You might be able to get more information than the rest of us.”
Cho’Ra assumes she confers but is distracted for that moment, looking around the jailhouse and those nearby for any signs of the woodsman. Had he been here already? Did the guards look harassed? He had had quite a lead on them this morning, but perhaps he had simply fled back to the woods? Curious indeed.
When she came back to herself she found her party had moved on to the guard and she hurried to catch up.
The questioning went on for some time, and working together, the Domani and the bowman were able to squeeze as much information as it seemed possible out of the guard. Unfortunately there was still much to be desired, but access to Millae was graciously granted, and they moved inside to meet the young woman.
While Cho’Ra’s time with Millae was very brief, it was clear that the level of security on the girl was a bit outrageous: a surly guard, several locked doors, dark corridors, and an eerie stairwell leading down into a pitch black pit of cells. The dirtied, frightened form of Millae huddled in her cell as they approached.
“W-who are you?” she asks, and Dane steps forward to explain their intent.
Though it had only been less than twenty-four hours, Cho'Ra couldn't help but think as she listened to Dane recount their story, that with the heaviness of their resolve to help the girl and the interesting interactions they had already had together, it felt like much more time had passed since they first came together to stand up for Millae.
At this point Dane looked around at the rest of the group, “Instead of starting with specific questions, perhaps we should just let Millae tell us her story first. Then we might have a better idea of what to ask?”
Cho’Ra nods and steps forward, kneeling close to the barred door, “Hi Millae, my name is Cho’Ra. I apologize that I am not able to relieve you of the fright you must be feeling right now, but I may be able to help relieve some of your aches and pains, and make you a little more comfortable as you recount your story, at the very least. Will you allow me to use my abilities to offer you some healing?”
((OOC: If she agrees, Cho’Ra will begin to weave a level 1 heal; if she denies Cho’Ra will nod her understanding and respect her wishes))
“Ok, Millae,” Dane said above the both of them, “Take your time. This can’t have been easy. But if you would like some help, we need to know what happened. Could you tell us about what happened? Start with the last two days, I suppose.Then maybe go back and think about anything from earlier that seems noteworthy.”
He smiled sweetly and offered her his water, “Go ahead and begin whenever you are ready.”
Posted on 2019-07-18 at 16:21:02.
Edited on 2019-07-19 at 15:55:02 by breebles