The house, fortunately, was a safe environment, as had it not been we would have been in serious trouble. Even as is, we managed to harm ourselves on a hot kettle and by tripping on stairs.. which were quite a trip in their own right, being way taller than they should be. Coill continued his good deeds by fixing windows, by that didn't help him get much reading done upstairs when the spiders covered the window, blocking the only light source. I stayed with him for a while, then headed downstairs, and Drai and Rivyre were somewhere in between. Had there been an ambush.. anywhere.. we would've been picked off one by one. But there wasn't so all good.
Rivyre found a cat, the only create indoors and the likely reason for all the mouse skeletons, and followed it around. Being small, she followed it to a room with keys, or so she later told us, and retrieved a set that opened any door we found. Drai called on divine powers to create a truly divine meal for all of us, and all was rather cozy. And then Rivyre got busy searching the place floor by floor.. without informing anyone of where she was or what she was doing. Drai did the same, but as Rivyre had the keys, Drai did what came naturally; used power or might and muscle to make his own doors. That made for quite a bit of noise but also new routes between locations. Eventually he was bloodied from head to toe, but the blood was fortunately not his own while with that strategy it could well have been. Coill and I found it best to make a base on the first floor and wait it out, as those two clearly had no wish for our help. Would it have been different if they had been attacked? Maybe.
Eventually Rivyre got tired of it, or scared, or something, or maybe it's just that Drai made Rivyre's sensitive ears hurt. She left us with the cat and ended up, of all places, on a treetop above spider forest. How or why I have no idea, but the sight of the small dog rider chatting with a cat in a tree was memorable, and definitely song material.
Once there was a halfling
From a house she flee
And finds a cat to have a chat
and they talk way up a tree
The halfling said good morning
Most politely, I allow
But what she learned from all that talk
was a paw lick and a meow
Get along home, lovely kitty
Get along home, lovely kitty
Get along home, lovely kitty
I'll give you cream sometime
That song will be a great hit someday.
I found that Coill was frustrated, having done his best to be nice to the person with the house.. as we knew there was someone here, there was smoke coming up the chimney and an army of spiders guarding the region and a kittycat and magical interior decoration and all that.. and then we had Drai cutting holes in the floors. It was time to get going and solve the quest.
I checked the rooms they had passed through, and found Coill's spirit friends cleaning the place up again.. after Drai's adventure through the floors and ceilings there was much more to do.. and found some dead guy with a fancy crown so I pocketed the crown as the dead guy clearly didn't need it anymore.
Going higher I found a room with an elderly lady in it. I said a polite hello, and would've apologized for the noise but we never got quite that far. She was appreciative that Coill had fixed her carts and cleaned the house, and asked me what I wanted. To be a great bard of course, and to heal a prince. Which one I wanted more..? To be a great bard of course. Others can heal the prince too, but only I can make me a great bard. So she offered me a lute, and when I asked if it was a gift, she said she'd trade it. For what..? My old lute? That's fine. It had served me well, but didn't have a story to it, and this one did, and mine will have a tale for her.
We then spoke of the prince to heal, and I drew a picture of the flower we needed. She told us how to get it.. it involved a sort of dance in the clearing, some steps this way and some that way and then running like crazy towards a tree. I don't mind running like crazy.. and if that was the price for the information, all fine. She warned that it might be scary to get the flower... right. How scary can a flower be? I thanked and left with my new lute, not much different from my old. The others left the building too, and we assembled in the meadow. Except for Rivyre who was up a tree talking with a cat. Silly, I always thought she were a dog person. But that would sound catchy.
Kabyaar has left the building.
Hm. I like that.
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