Chromeknight

We are. And what brings you here?

Nerwen subtly signals to her questmates that there were two women who had not yet been approached.

Oh gosh! You sound so brave and manly! Nerwen giggles breathlessly. But I missed the start of your story, are you talking about the one who is scaring all these poor villagers? Despite shifting from Paladin to Minstrel, Nerwen had clearly not lost any of her persuasion and diplomacy.

Seeing the one armed man trying to flirt with two women at once, Nerwen saunters over. Better than a dishonest catastrophe, surely? She knows the boys trailing in her wake will mop up the spares.

Nerwen whistles a marching tune, hoping it will move the boys along.

Nerwen ends the match by playing her lich then her storm elemental.

And there are items which change rolls, such as a sword that changes 'meditate' to 'hit'

Nerwen ponders for a bit. Normally natural death and desiccation don't affect hair. Neither does embalming. So either this guy was bald before death or what we're dealing with is not natural nor a spell accelerating some natural process.

Nerwen responds with her automaton then plays her electriphant

Docken? The crazy ranger who thinks life is a game? Nerwen laughs lightly I'm not that far gone in the head. But the killer seems to have a flair for the macabre and dramatic, which will, I think, make him easier to identify.

Nerwen says quietly to Alexandre, We don't have a healer in the party. I used to be, but I'm a minstrel now. we have a Dragoon, an Alchemist and Artisan and Assassin and yourself, a Skirmisher. To Hoke she says Never fear, this is only act one. The suspect presented first is never the real killer.

Before Nerwen leaves On her quest, she stops by Anwyl's, upgrading her battered wooden flute to WP:6 and adding her Amethyst. 345- 50-60=235gold.

Nerwen slips in, nodding to Hoke and Dyric who she'd quested with before, blithely ignoring the alchemist and artisan. Apologies for my lateness. Nerwen's battered wooden flute is now WP:6 + Darkness. She has 235 gold.

Ditto. Need to finish trades (or decide to leave them) and finalize some PM character stuff. Note: I'm 150g down from the decamon tournament.

Nerwen begins with her Thunderbird. Thunderbird is go!

Another other option might be First card wins a tie. Teddy Ursa now stands a chance of capturing another card. No more drawn matches. Ethereal 10 card can now be legitimately captured.

Writing for Nerwen flirting with Guts is so much fun...

Perhaps there is diamond in your rough. You have at least learnt something useful with your tongue. Nerwen tosses her longer blonde hair, stepping away from Guts and saying back over her shoulder. Your suggestion is acceptable. Though I do wish to hear a haiku as we go.

Ah, breathed Nerwen softly. The thick of things you say. But are you trained in such a pursuit? One would hardly play a duet with a musician who couldn't hold a tune? Nor sit for a blind painter. And no one listens to Rockling poetry without being forced to. So. Are you up to it edan? Impress me. Entice me. Nerwen leans closer, her eyes narrowed, a smile quirking the the corner of her mouth. Woo me.

Nerwen replies with her storm elemental, E8 to win the match before finishing with her automaton E5 Thank you for the match, Seems you met with too much resistance!

Why master Holla, I didn't know you liked to watch. But if it's your taste, I'm sure something can be arranged.

I would make the case by statement of facts. How else could one make a case?

This is likely very off topic for this thread. If so, I apologise and won't protest if a mod squashes it. I, and a couple of other players here live in Sydney Australia. Purpearljellyblob, Costy, Myrddyn are some I know of. Our city will be in your news cycle at the moment. If you're the praying sort, please do. If you're the tweeting sort, see #illridewithyou If you chose some other method of engagement, thank you. Don't let this game blind you from life happening around you. And don't let life crush this game as your outlet for creativity and fun.

More evidence? Nerwen replies breezily. How much evidence do you currently have?

Nerwen shrugs. I'm an elf. she said simply, as if that explained it all. Seeing Guts still looking, waiting for a more comprehensible answer she elaborates. Elves were created by Galadrya and Celebryon, you edan worship them as Amadea and Melodion, rulers of art, love and music. All elves are drawn to these things, it is written into our very being, we are naturally great musicians, natrurally great artists, naturally great... Nerwen stops, a cheeky grin lighting her face.