Lost Eidolons

Godric comes from the booth towards the small crowd, wary eyes remaining fixed on the creature at all times as he speaks. "I remember this one from the cave. He and another had an argument over us. As far as strengths go, they were able to strike each other down in one well-placed strike, and then repair the other easily. This went on for a while before this creature finally gave up," he says, gesturing toward the creature, "If any one of us angered it for any reason, that person would certainly be killed...perhaps multiple times. As far as weaknesses go, it does seem very curious. I can't imagine why we would need to rid ourselves of such an ally that is so willing to bring our townspeople back from what seemed like certain death, and personally, I am against conflict of any kind with this creature. However, if we needed to, I suppose we might be able to trick it into taking some kind of interesting bait for it to study and then trapping it somehow. Combat, of course, is out of the question." Godric sighs. "I haven't had a chance to study them like some of our more well-read friends have, but that's my input."

*she steps away from the wall she had been leaning on near the Professor and plops herself down on an empty bench next to him starring at the Plague Doctor*

Nice to be talked about like your not even here, eh? Sometimes I forget I’m even in the room at all…...

*she gives him a large toothy grin putting her fingertips upon her ears and then tracing them across her cheeks to her nose, she covers it putting her hands into a beak-like shape and sniffs repeatedly and sporadically*

It must smell so nice, all stuffed with plants and incense…. Keeps the…. Keeps it away.

*she pauses starring off into space with a blank, far off expression* Soon one will die and you’ll get what you want.

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*her self induced trance breaks and she giggles loudly glancing at the Plague Doctor for a moment while keeping her hands clasped in a beak-like fashion upon her face she then lays down upon the bench in an awkward manner and ending position breathing and sniffing now and again in an exaggerated manner singing her herself quietly… something along the lines of “ring around the roses” … “achoo, achoo” and “all falling down”*

Emily almost has the urge to grab Raven and keep her away from the beaked thing, but she has been around long enough to know that Raven can take care of herself. Even if it doesn't look like it.

Elden emerges from the crowd in the nearby shadowy corner, arriving just in time to overhear Raven.
He chuckles softly and shakes his head. "Once again, Lady Raven sees that which we all cannot."

He turns and bows to the Plague Doctor. "You must forgive my fellow townspeople, Sir. People tend to fear that which they do not understand, and you and your kind are quite the enigma to us. Fear breeds many varied responses, most stemming from the fight/flight response."

Stepping closer, he smooths the hem of his cowl with a hand before interlacing his fingers at his stomach. "From my talks with those of us who have had.. personal experiences with you and those like you, it seems that you are scientists of a sort and harbor us no ill will. For the aid you render us in the course of your studies, you have my thanks."

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"What I want to know..." Emily pipes up suddenly, "is what those lizard things were. You'll have to forgive me, I'm a bit slow, but I don't think they were Dorr." "She shakes her head briefly. "Honestly, most of what what attacked us makes no sense to me."

She quickly casts her eyes to the floor, whips out her dainty silver flask, and drinks from it.

"The larger 'The Outlander' called them Sendacks. He said they were intelligent and one of them appeared to Speak our language. Granted that was the one that was killed." Ivan said while leaning lightly against the wall.

Vlad walks over to ivan and says "hello sir Vladimir Koslov reporting for duty." vlad turns to godric and says "how is your headache friend?"