#erlathan

Seraph (siren sorcerer): No, I don’t think so.

Kjell: I was walking one day – to or from Holden, I don’t remember – and I saw these horrible creatures in the middle of the road.

Seraph: *wan smile* Travelling Trauma Centre?

Kjell: *laughs* No, but they were fighting TTC. And I asked “What the fuck are those?” and Hanako yelled, “I don’t know, kill them!” and... I never left, I guess. We’ve had so many adventures. I still miss Erlathan.

Seraph: He owned your shop, right?

Kjell: Yeah. He was so kind. I hope he’s at peace now.

Seraph: He was involved with the Oasis of Riddles, right?

Kjell: Yeah.

Seraph: I believe he's at peace.

Kjell: I hope so. Oh, I’ve been meaning to mention. Don’t bring up the cult stuff around Damaris, okay?

Seraph: Okay?

Kjell: She’s had… a lot of shit. Just, don’t.

Seraph: Thank you for telling me.

Kjell: No problem. God, I’ve put my foot in my mouth far too many times with that woman.

Seraph: I didn’t know you knew her that well.

Kjell: I don’t. It’s complicated. I... once killed someone she knew. In front of her. Really violently.

Seraph: For the right reasons, right?

Kjell: I think so. I hope so. He was going to turn us in to Therak. I hunted him through the woods and hacked him to pieces.

Seraph: Oh.

Kjell: Sometimes when I get that angry, I don’t know if I’m doing the right thing anymore.

Seraph: I believe you were. I’ve never seen you do anything but try to help people. You’re one of the kindest people I’ve ever met.

Kjell: Thanks, ‘Raph. Right now I just have to focus on this J thing.

Seraph: Once we fix that, we can fix everything else.

Kjell: What do you want to fix? If you could fix any one thing, what would it be?

Seraph: *thinks* The way I lived before I met you was terrible.

Kjell: Yeah, nobody should live like that.

Seraph: The witch hunters killed hundreds of people here in Suda, and now there are going to be a lot of kids left in the same kind of position I was in. That’s not right. I want to fix that.

Kjell: *genuinely moved* Wow. You’ll be like Suda’s mother.

Seraph: That is a horrible thought.

DM: There are the bodies of a small party of travelers inside the cottage. Arrows stick out of some of them, and there are signs of a brief struggle. They’ve been picked over pretty thoroughly.

Kjell: Looks like... *glances at Thaddeus* ...bandits.

Thaddeus (khajiit paladin): It’s okay, I’m over that.

Kjell: Oh, good.

Kjell (half-elf barbarian): Oh. I say hi.

DM: It’s a lone traveler-

Billie (gnome ardent): I hate lone travelers, they’re always trouble. Fee, Erlathan, Damaris - no offence-

Kjell: Erlathan was lovely, and also my grandfather!

Hanako (kitsune bard): Billie, I’ve got a present for you!

Billie (gnome ardent): Ooh!

Hanako (kitsune bard): ‘Definitely just an old man.’

Kjell (half-elf barbarian): Hi. I am Erlathan’s grandson. *rolls* 20 for Bluff.

NPC: Ah, I see the resemblance! Here, I have this key somewhere I’m supposed to give you...

Hanako (kitsune bard): Okay, so how do we get in without looking like looters?

Godric (fairy warlock): Go round the back?

Kjell (half-elf barbarian): Okay.

Hanako: Though now I’m concerned about whether or not you can tell a convincing lie. Maybe I should-