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"Kata will come with me by the way.. We have room. And I can keep her safe." She adds regarding Vrunar with her blue eyes, "I trust that is acceptable?"

Kata peers at Navi with befuddled eyes... "Your not Vestelle?" After a moment, she turns her head and looks at the torn garments... "Yes. I believe it is Kadrian's loincloth! What happened? How did I get here?"

Navi whispers something in Elven and stands nimbly. "This carpet has moved. Look here it doesnt match.." Rolling the carpet from the moved end (where it doesn't match the wall) and hmmms.

"We were hoping you could tell us Kata my dear."

The floor under the rug is surprisingly fee of blood stains. Closer inspection reveals that the room has been wiped down with the bloody items all piled upon the bloodied rug... Perhaps the intent was to roll up and remove the rug before anyone returned?

Now fully coherent, Kata rises to her feet letting the sheet fall to her side. The healer slowly moves about the room, from the bed to the windows on the far side, examining the scene and its current inhabitants... "So, Vestele is safe? Where is she now? Turic, who are these two people? And what does this woman mean about Kadrian and Thavin? The last thing I remember is Kadrian and I had been investigating the Nandar estate... We should go check on Vestele to make certain that she is safe, if so many are now missing..."

"Turic, if you don't mind?" Navi stands and approaches Kata, talking softly in Elven.

"Kata, I am of House Dorothil. Vestelle is my cousin.. we should visit her together, I have things to discuss with her." Opening her blouse she flashes the ring. "The others have... gone." she adds, switching to common as she backs away. there was something about the rug that didn't add up... who left it there..?

Vrunar looks at Kata with surprise, 'What was that morphing?' he thinks to himself. He coughs and presents himself to Kata, "Hello. I'm Vrunar, I was asked by the High Priest of Tyr's temple to replace Thavin on the rescue mission of the elves." then he adds, "Are you feeling all right?" and he glances intently at her fingers and uses his ability to detect evil about her.

With regard to Navi's actions he looks at the rug and helps her move it, "You have sharp eyes. Look, lets not start on the wrong foot. I don't hold you suspect, I only thinks you know a lot about the situation and sharing that information with us would help us all rescue the kidnapped elves quicker and with minimal risk to ourselves."

"And I have shared all I know. My background is of less than little import to the situation at hand." Something definitely didn't add up here. Flicking her hands out at her wrists out in a circular pattern she scans the room for magic. (casts detect magic)

Spellcraft check: 1d20+5=23

Jenara wrote:"Turic, if you don't mind?" Navi stands and approaches Kata, talking softly in Elven.

"Kata, I am of House Dorothil. Vestelle is my cousin.. we should visit her together, I have things to discuss with her." Opening her blouse she flashes the ring. "The others have... gone." she adds, switching to common as she backs away. there was something about the rug that didn't add up... who left it there..?

Kata's eyes flash with desire as Navi opens her blouse... She replies in Elven... "Yes. We should go to her immediately... Alone though, I have information that is your families ears alone." With a sultry smile the naked girl moves towards a nightstand where her pouch, sash, and hat lie... continuing in common... "I suppose that I should at least cover myself with the sheet before going out. My robe seems to be utterly ruined."

Navi grins wickedly, she doubted Kata would know what the ring even was, that proved it. "Yes indeed, perhaps I should obtain something suitable." Never keeping an eye off Kata she edges to the door. "Can you keep dear Kata safe in here for a few monents please? So no one can get in.."

"Nonsense! I'll be fine!" The healer states forcefully as she quickly wraps herself within the bed linen and ties it tight with her sash.... "There all ready to go now. Turic...Vrunar, we shall meet back here at noon. I know you have questions, but it is of the utmost importance that Navi and I attend to this matter first hand." With that she heads towards Navi and the door.

Navi grins, forceful wasn't she? Waiting for a moment she regards her with some amusement.

(Waiting for Bish)

Vrunar tries to keep his eyes off Kata as she runs naked around the room, not completely successfully. Sensing evil radiates in the room he tenses and focuses on each of the people present there. As he does so, seeing Kata about to leave the room he blocks her way in a caring manner and say, "Err... please wait a moment. Let Nati fetch you something to wear and give me some time to examine you. Being poisoned is not something to be taken lightly. It will take only a moment." he then takes Kata hands, walks her to the bed corner, far from the rest and feels her fingers trying to examine them saying under his breath so that only Kata will hear him, "While you were unconsciousness your fingers... err... changed. Is it natural ability of yours, or something to be concerned about?"

"The poison wears off, but I've heard of side effects." Navi replies, standing by the door. "A sheet might be acceptable in the wild, here in the city... far less so." Keeping her position she grins.

"Ohh? I feel perfectly fine now. You needn't worry so." Kata stretches arching her back. As she does the sheet covering her falls down to her waist giving Vrunar a close display of her tanned physique... "Hmmn? I suppose you are correct, Navi... This sheet will not do. The people of these northern climes can be so prudish at times.... Vrunar, is it? I need to speak with Navi privately. You should go fetch me some suitable attire right this instant."

Outside in the streets:

Xiindor takes a few steps noticing the citizens noticing her, she catches glimpse of a man taking particular notice of her. She clothes her holy symbol a lil tighter and strolls on looking for the Wandering Wemic.

Out of the corner of her eye, she sizes the bearded man up. He'd be a good opponent if I was in the mood to tussle, maybe I'll see him later when I have a spare moment to relax.