>>5204191>>5204163>>5204139>>5204032>>5203990>>5203987>>5203978>>5203950>>5203947>>5204298>Agree to her request. You’ll do your best.>Ask if MAYBE she'd like to ask Lady Ava for some of hers“Hmm.. very well. I suppose I can lend a hand.” You a place a hand on your chin, deep in thought. “If you were to.. perhaps hold down the dhampir, I might be able to..”
“A-ah, well.. I think it may be best that it be from somewhere else, as lovely as Lady Ava’s is.” The handmaiden gently grasps your arm. “But.. thank you, Von Gundyr, sir. I know it selfish, but..”
“It’s no matter. I prefer long hair, anyways.” You scoff, turning and pulling yourself away. “Let’s make haste.”
Like the one prior, the shrine before you is a vast, dome-like room structured with stone arches and steps, laden with candles and ash. A number of ajar stone coffins and clean spaces in the walls betoken fresh resurrections. The adventurers that mill here are distinct; far from the meager, crestfallen ones in the shrine prior, they exude a kind of dirty resolve. The dhampir sits atop an ashen stair ahead.
“..There you are.” Ava glances up. “We’ll sleep here for the night. Perhaps dig into those rations. And try not to make a fool of yourself. The ones here won’t hesitate to gut you if you piss them off, and you’re rather competent at that.”
You reexamine the room around you–you spot a few points of interest. There’s another merchant–a member of the CORPUS CHURCH, it seems. The same BERSERKER from the last shrine. And a strange one in a hood.
>Speak to the merchant, despite your poor luck with the ones prior.>Speak again to the berserker.>Speak to the hooded one.>Write-In. 