Subject: Lorrimor House 4,328 views

[Dawlish]

"I prefer to let the spirits guide as they wish, before I make presumptions."
Dawlish does not seem to be purposefully scathing, and so likewise is unaware of what he has done, beyond truthful response.

[Shar X'ianxin OrbbSenger]

Speaking outloud but to seemingly no one.
"Is there a cult of death speakers performing rituals in the ruined prison?"

[Shar X'ianxin OrbbSenger]

Speaking outloud but to seemingly no one.
"Is there a cult of death speakers performing rituals in the ruined prison?"

[Alex]

The Planchette continues to move at the tips of Dawlish's fingers, randomly waiting.

[Shar X'ianxin OrbbSenger]

Hesitant Shar places a hand on it and asks again

[Alex]

The Planchette slowly drifts to and hovers over "YES"

Then goes completely still.

[Dawlish]

Dawlish raises an eyebrow, but waits for Shar to continue.

[Shar X'ianxin OrbbSenger]

"Who in this town is helping them?"
Shar says after looking suspiciously at dawlish for a moment.

[Alex]

The planchette does not move or react in any way.

[Shar X'ianxin OrbbSenger]

For a moment Shar wretches out gutteral sounds. A horrid stream of words from a language none would understand. He stumbles back and collapses into his seat, catching his breath.

[Dawlish]

Dawlish recoils, obviously surprise, but keeps his seat.
"By the Nine, man!" He exclaims. "What did you see?"
He waits impatiently for Shar to recover and answer.

[Shar X'ianxin OrbbSenger]

Shar shakes his head as he regains focus.

"I am not ment to work this magic. I am going to sleep now, let me know if you uncover anything."

The pale man gets up and limps down into the basement.

[Dawlish]

Dawlish seems to consider what has transpired, and then eyes the board, thoughtfully.
"Spirits! Is this cult the cause of the troubles in this area?"

[Alex]

The planchette does not move or react in any way.

[Dawlish]

"I need the hands of another to join, if any care to try this method?"