Session 26: Lysander Pearenne

General Summary

The party stares back at the stranger sitting in ‘their’ livingroom. Florian breaks the silence, demanding to know; “ARE YOU THE CAT?!?”. The man confirms that he indeed is the cat that’s been hanging around lately, and introduces himself as Lysander Pearenne, a diplomat druid. He refers to the group by the nickname ‘The Pneumatic Five’, as Loudwater’s counsel apparently calls the party by. What does this guy know? Not much in detail it seems, but he’s very curious about the five’s endeavours. The party quizzes him before taking a timeout to discuss whether to trust him. They decide to trust him, and after a formal introduction of names, handshakes and a few smiles, a long pneumatic 101 introductory course and discussion ensue.
Lysander claims that there’s been beings stealing people's minds in their sleep, similar to ‘the sleepwalkers’ with the black teeth that the group has encountered.

By the end of the day, they’ve gained a new ally, some in-coming favours, and a list of names of interest in regards to Malos. Mainly Torcoll, Cordelia, and most of all Perill aka. Garnielle. It sounds like the party might want to give Reun a visit at some point. Lysander is given one of Alkaline’s walking-talking, turns back into a cat, and leaves through the front door.

The group soon head over to the Chophouse butchery. Alkaline goes invisible and picklocks the front door with ease. The flooring creaks underneath her feet, but it’s drowned out by one of the owners' thunderous snoring. She successfully plants her bacteria on the meat, wipes up her footprint and gets out with a last creak of the door. Next up, they head over to the ‘Sack and Sale’ mill where Alkaline goes ham on its giant wheel and bolts. She does so much damage that the wheel nearly falls over then and there, but she hastily mends enough of it to keep it standing for now. Phew. Final sabotage, seemingly successful.
They head back home. Florian and Navëd lets the rest of their rats loose, for so heading to bed. Teel takes first watch as the rest go to sleep, some fading off to dreamland.

Navëd appears in a bar, and by their side sits Triandra’s Lust, dressed as cougarly as always. She moves in closer, meanwhile Navëd stares at her in bewilderment, trying to compute what’s happening. It doesn’t click that this is a dream. A few flirtatious touches and words from Lust, and they suddenly appear in a bed. Lust is escalating the situation rather quickly, giving little time for Navëd to sort their thoughts. So they try to slow things down, but absolutely fumbles the conversation by bringing up Triandra's past marriage. Smooth :)
Infuriated by yet another failed endeavour, Lust leaves Navëd’s dream and enters Triandra’s. Lust blames her for her sexual frustrations and failures, and threatens to !fuck all her friends! if Triandra won’t put herself out there and get laid.

Teel wakes Triandra for the next shift. However, Triandra wakes up so flustered that Teel tells her to go back to sleep. On Triandras instruction to wake whomever seems the most bothered in their sleep, he brusquely wakes the ex-guard. Though groggy, it takes Navëd just a few moments to contextualise the dream they just had. A few thoughts about it slips, and Teel tries to pry further but gets no clear answers. Suspecting that Triandra is awake, Navëd instead tries to speak directly with her, but she pretends to be asleep and ignores them. So Navëd lets it be for now and goes to take the next watch. There they have a short talk with their Warden, bringing up questions of privacy within their own mind and dreams.
and the night trails on . . .