>>5212666>>5212684>>5212687>>5212712>>5212719>>5212726>>5212750>>5212764>Stick a cruciform in his corpse.>Ask her if she will require some new clothes at the next shrine.>Make a mental note to remove as many cruciforms as we can on our way back.“Very well, then. I can’t imagine he doesn’t already have a grudge against us already.” You stand with the brush of your coat. You bend and retrieve a cruciform from near the fire–it’s a thick, iron black cross stake with ornate engravings and carvings along its bloody surface. And it's difficult to carry in even one hand, too–you can’t imagine the kind of strength it would take to fling one like a bullet..
You approach the heap of fur and with a great heave plunge the stake down into his body. A faint white glow emanates from its point as it finds gradual rest in his corpse. An ugly tool, but useful. You make a mental note to pluck as many as you can on the trip back up.
“So.. will you need new clothes at the next shrine, then?” You ask the dhampir as you return. “Yours took quite the beating back there.”
“It’s fine. My clothing is bound with magic to resew itself.” Ava sighs. You do recall her shaking away the bullet hole in her cloak after your first duel. “I appreciate the thought.”
“Ah..! Here it is..!” The berserker cries out in a voice of triumph. You look her way to see her smiling, a bottle of whiskey in her hands. “Been too long..”
>Go monitor the berserker’s rummaging and make sure she’s not disrespectful.>Question her further about her brother. She’s clearly hiding something.>Write-In. 