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Arinthia lowered herself into a crouch, her tail coiling around under her and looping over her boots. Absentmindedly she started tapping her right thumb with the tip of her tail as she heard the druid cry out, sounding pretty irate and as if he had other concerns beyond the fact that his friends skipping out on him and the fact there were four people crowded around him that had tied him up.
'Dammit, what would Mom do in a situation like this?' thought Arinthia to herself, more used to drumming up casual work in taverns offering to pick open locked boxes that adventurers had found in dungeons than she was interrogating someone. It was a whole different skillset and Arinthia wasn't confident she could pull it off without revealing information she wouldn't want the druid to have, such as her name or the fact that they hadn't just randomly stumbled across the vineyard but had contact with the owner. Not to mention the presence of Ismark and Ireena.
"What ritual is that?" asked Arintha, figuring that maybe the druid would be so irate he'd start shouting at her but shouting information that was worth hearing. "And what's the Gulthias tree?"
'Dammit, what would Mom do in a situation like this?' thought Arinthia to herself, more used to drumming up casual work in taverns offering to pick open locked boxes that adventurers had found in dungeons than she was interrogating someone. It was a whole different skillset and Arinthia wasn't confident she could pull it off without revealing information she wouldn't want the druid to have, such as her name or the fact that they hadn't just randomly stumbled across the vineyard but had contact with the owner. Not to mention the presence of Ismark and Ireena.
"What ritual is that?" asked Arintha, figuring that maybe the druid would be so irate he'd start shouting at her but shouting information that was worth hearing. "And what's the Gulthias tree?"