Cirilli looks up at Georgia.
"El-," She shakes her head, cutting herself off before starting again, "Abramo is dead?"
She sits looking at the cup in her hands for a few moments before she responds, "I... I want a weapon. I won't let them get me again."
At the offer for the spell she shakes her head, then mumbles, "Not yet."
Flynnarrel wrote: ↑Tue Oct 12, 2021 10:05 pm
"What happened to you and your family, Cirillia?" Aldan asks as he sets to work.
"They attacked us in the middle of the night, drug us off to some mud pit in swamp then, that... thing," She points at the jade statue, "It did something to us. I heard it in my head."
Cirilli clutches her tin cup and rocks back and forth, "And then my family... they just did what the voices told them, but I wouldn't listen. It got mad at me. They were going to feed me to the alligators."
She shudders, "But... Abramo wanted me... said I was pretty."
"I don't know how long I've been here, locked up like some kind... pet," She spits as she smacks the tin cup against the ground in frustration.
Once the cage is open she quickly steps out, moving to stay close to Georgia, while giving the rest of the party a wide eyed look as though not entirely sure of them yet.
Aldan pops open the chests with practiced ease. There is no traps to speak of, though after opening the chests it appears that was little cause for it. A handful of coins is scattered at the bottom of the chests which are otherwise empty. A quick count reveals 12 gold pieces, 14 silver, and 29 copper.
"They emptied the chests a few days ago. I think it was a few days ago," Cirilli offers quietly, "It sounded like a lot of money."