Searching Researcher?
Restday, day 9 of the month Eorgaen in the year 5101

***TECHNICAL NOTE***
This log is by Kadesha's player and, therefore, it should be noted that in this log the "you" references refer to said character, not Iscikella.
***END NOTE***

[Wehnimer's, South Ring Rd.]
The ongoing parade of citizenry that passes by seems to take on a special character in this part of town. Mixed in with the usual denizens, you notice a preponderance of travellers who appear to be pilgrims, priests and monks. They file in and out of the road to the north.
Also here: Natalita
Obvious paths: north, east, west.

You see Natalita Zvongca the Dark Elf Sorceress.
She appears to be in her 150's, has very long black hair, multihued eyes, and dark skin.
She is in good shape.
She is wearing a pair of salt?stained boots, some vaalin?etched battle?armor, a sea?green knapsack clasped silver buckle, a soft leather scroll satchel, a glass amulet, a sea?green tower shield, a gold sea horse pin, a gold ring, and an ebony coral hairpin.

You say, "good eve"

You curtsy to Natalita.

Natalita curtsies.

Natalita says, "how are you"

Natalita smiles at you.

You say, "I am well"

You say, "I sensed your presence about"

Natalita beams happily at you!

Natalita chuckles.

Natalita says, "Just cleaning up a bit"

Natalita smiles at you.

You ask, "are ye not a protege of Thurfel's?"

Natalita nods.

Natalita smiles at you.

Natalita appears to slow down a bit.

You say, "your presence here then is most interesting"

Natalita says, "was trying to locate some things I have misplaced"

Natalita grins.

You notice Natalita botch an attempt to conceal herself.

Natalita chuckles.

You chuckle.

You hear the voice of Natalita say, "shhhh"

You hear someone chuckling.

You ask, "what sort of things are lost?"

You hear the voice of Natalita say, "if I told you.."

You stare at nothing in particular.

You hear the voice of Natalita say, "I would have to kill you"

You hear someone chuckling.

You ask, "yad hafta kill me?"

You laugh out loud!

You hear someone giggle.

You say, "saw that coming a mile away"

You grin.

You hear someone laugh.

You say, "well seems I might die anyway in efforts to defend Muke"

You say, "Mule too"

You stare at nothing in particular.

You gibber incoherently.

You hear someone chuckling.



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