[ Fern rolls her eyes as Adrian asks that, even if she can understand why. It's not like she expected to be giving grace to some dhampir either. ]
Quite certain, but you're free to double-check when you arrive.
[ Still, he's asking worthwhile questions and so she's quite willing to answer them. She pushes herself up into a sit on the bed, leaning up against the wall. ]
As you might expect. Long, almost iridescent white hair, pale skin, and fangs. I confirmed that he has no craving for blood, and asked him where he was from and for some of the details of the vampire plot that he helped to avert.
[ His specificity with all of that had certainly helped a great deal in shifting her perspective of him, allowing her to realize that maybe not all creatures of the night were like Strahd and his ilk. ]
Since it doesn't seem like she's in immediate danger, Adrian glances around once more before stepping away from the closed storefront to carry on his way again. ] I don't think I've seen anyone like that as yet... Confirmed how? What did you learn? What did you tell him?
I clarified with him that he had no cravings for blood. He seemed sincere in his response, though yes, it's possible he was deceiving me. I just...
[ Fern trails off for a moment. She considers herself a decent judge of character, but then again, she hadn't known how much trouble Adrian was going to be when they first met, so that's a count against her. Not that she's going to voice any of that, but the more he questions her judgment, the more frustrated she feels by it. ]
I wanted to inform you — I didn't realize I'd be interrogated in turn. I can tell you the rest when you get here.
[ On one hand, it's fair for him to be so thorough with his questions. On the other hand, this phone is getting hot against her ear. ]
Interrogated..? [ Adrian fights a smile despite himself. He knows Fern well enough that he can't be offended by her assumption. ] Lady Fern, I assure you I am only glad to hear you've made an acquaintance. We can speak when I return, yes. I'll bring some of that "meat munch" snack you like so much. Oh, it seems my reception is goingβ
[ And before she can argue that they don't have the funds for treats, he'll hang up. It's fine. This is why he's working all those extra shifts. ]
Edited (the way i forgot they have beef jerky in dnd) 2025-07-16 20:41 (UTC)
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Quite certain, but you're free to double-check when you arrive.
[ Still, he's asking worthwhile questions and so she's quite willing to answer them. She pushes herself up into a sit on the bed, leaning up against the wall. ]
As you might expect. Long, almost iridescent white hair, pale skin, and fangs. I confirmed that he has no craving for blood, and asked him where he was from and for some of the details of the vampire plot that he helped to avert.
[ His specificity with all of that had certainly helped a great deal in shifting her perspective of him, allowing her to realize that maybe not all creatures of the night were like Strahd and his ilk. ]
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[ He's only half joking.
Since it doesn't seem like she's in immediate danger, Adrian glances around once more before stepping away from the closed storefront to carry on his way again. ] I don't think I've seen anyone like that as yet... Confirmed how? What did you learn? What did you tell him?
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[ Fern trails off for a moment. She considers herself a decent judge of character, but then again, she hadn't known how much trouble Adrian was going to be when they first met, so that's a count against her. Not that she's going to voice any of that, but the more he questions her judgment, the more frustrated she feels by it. ]
I wanted to inform you — I didn't realize I'd be interrogated in turn. I can tell you the rest when you get here.
[ On one hand, it's fair for him to be so thorough with his questions. On the other hand, this phone is getting hot against her ear. ]
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[ And before she can argue that they don't have the funds for treats, he'll hang up. It's fine. This is why he's working all those extra shifts. ]