(http://i.4pcdn.org/tg/1442369342759.jpg)<br/><strong>Raya Vorson (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=292158.msg14348383#msg14348383)</strong><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Mechanics</div><div class="spoiler_body">AC: 16 HP 70/70 <strong>Spells Active:</strong> Vocal Alteration <strong>Languages:</strong> Common, Skald <strong>Perception:</strong> No <strong>Initative</strong> +1 Spells used: 1 grade I, 0 grade II Bardic Music 21/21 rounds</div></div><br/><strong>Lunescross, coaches<br/>Tag:</strong>Demidicus, Sislas<br/><br/>And it seemed the Urgathoanian (Was that the right term, she wondered) priest was joining them. Well, he had offered alcohol, so he could not be all bad.  Raya was a bit suspicious of his generous claim about the church, however. She fought down a scalding comment and instead mused.<br/>"Ahaha.. err.. well that certainly sounds nicer than I expected. I wont lie.. err.. not to judge your hairstyle, different from my people as it may be, but you can be a bit.. you know.. err... spooky looking from a distance." She shrugged, apologetically, slightly adjusting her fur-lined undercloak.<br/><br/>Was the priest checking her out? He was watching her, it felt like. Usually her closed up clothes managed to dissuade most attention. He didn't seem offended she rejected the wine, at least. She decided to give him a half-timid smile, for now, turning to the peacekeeper.<br/><br/>"Yikes, this whole.. devour living essence stuff doesn't sound fun..." She had been on the recieving end of rather painful attacks before.<br/>"So you're the equivalent of a guard. Huh. Not what one would think of, normally.." she mused. Then again, she didn't know of priests with shaven heads either. Ulfen priests usually spotted long hair and longer beards.<br/>"See now you got me wondering what your main exports are, but perhaps that'd not fit well into a ballad. Ehehe..." She laughed nervously. Some of the things the man told her she had researched already, but it didn't hurt to have confirmation.. both on these facts and on his truthfulness. Frankly, she had expected the place to be less lawful.<br/><br/>"Not the nicest of towns, is it..brrr..." She made, when told the tales of shape-shifting undead.<br/>"I err.. see.." She decided not to overdo the act and try something like shift away when he hinted at himself hunting the living too. She could respect the desire to test ones skills against worthy opponents, certainly.<br/><br/>"That sounds as if vampires are quite a tricky target, actually. They... and arguably spectres and ghosts would be rather hard to slay, only learning from the battle.<br/><br/>A divine calling.. huh.. I didn't think folks around here would be so religious. [color] She chuckle-smiled. Of course, her coming here was not that different. "I could play more sermon-like music." She offered, with an endearing grin.<br/><br/>"Interesting..." She mused, but decided not to push the topic of the half-vampires birth. She felt like she would be pushing too far, with someone she had just met, plus she had a decent read on the man by what he had told her.. she hadn't been wrong. It was a twisted existance, yes, but not one that deserved an early end. Frankly, .. "Well, frankly, you are more.. fun than I imagine most half-vampires to be, although I only read some admittedly marvelous works of gothic poetry from one." She pondered, peeking back over to the priest.<br/><br/>"So.. a divine calling in your case too?" She then folded her hands and chuckled.. "How does one become a priest of Urgathoa, anyway? Did you one day decide Iomedae didn't have any fun parties going on?" She asked, innocently.. that was the advantage of her disguise, of course, to act the innocent story-collector to judge who she was dealing with and if she could trust the folks around her.