[Day 3, Morning]

[twelvemods]

[The morning clicks over.

You awaken having had a series of odd dreams last night. You feel wide awake this morning, your brain alive and awake. But your thoughts keep drifting to someone in particular....]




((OOC NOTE: For most of you, you will be taken by an absolute, ferocious fascination with the people you dreamt about. However your curiosity engages... do you want to know their backstory? Do you want to know alllllll about their love lives? You want nothing more than to be around them and learn...

On the other hand, if you feel like you are MISSING SOMETHING since the fight with the ooze monster... you feel that same fascination, but you also have this solid knowledge that they have or know something you NEED.

This event will be going all week. The event to settle this will be coming later, so sit back and ENJOY :D.))

Comments

[direstnews]

[Silent a moment, thinking it through.]

If she's served long as your assistant, perhaps a murderer who remained free for all your efforts, or one not caught soon enough to save all who might have been saved.

If you're newly acquainted, she was likely unable to preserve the life of one within her care as a healer.

[beeductionist]

[ he actually starts to smile at that ]

And as she is merely a new acquaintance of mine...

[direstnews]

An unfortunate death for one within her care.

[beeductionist]

You ought to consider becoming a detective yourself.

[direstnews]

Alas, I've employment already.

[beeductionist]

Which is?

[direstnews]

I would hear you draw what conclusions you may.

[beeductionist]

[ flicks his gaze up and down ]

Con artist.

[direstnews]

[Mysterious~ face.]

For what reasons?

[beeductionist]

Body language emphasizing your small size and innocence. You wish to be believed, part of which derives from your unfortunate reputation and tendency to encounter those who are irrationally angry with you, but also due to a practical need for others to believe you when you lie. Your slight frame gives no indication of any sort of physically demanding job. And who would grant you actual work in that sort of getup? And even as an incarnation of the God of Lies, you must have practised your art, given how naturally you do it. Thus, some manner of con artist. Perhaps one who surveys your targets with gambling or cards and picks pockets as necessary?

[direstnews]

Remarkably accurate - and for a time, it was as you say. Though one might argue I was not, strictly speaking, myself at that juncture, and there is certainly nothing wrong with what I wear.

Either way, not entirely correct. What do I do now?

[beeductionist]

[ hrrrrmmm he has to really look for that ]

[direstnews]

[Hope you weren't looking for help from me.]