[Game Thread] Pokerole: Mount Coronet Mystery

[Lord Windos]

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The elderly man definitely strokes Yurei's feathers, calmly sipping his hot chocolate while the group fires questions at him.  Once he gets a chance to answer them, he sets his cup down and looks directly at the party.  His eyes are a startlingly bright shade of blue, now that everyone has a good chance to look at them.

"Well, aren't you an interesting bunch of travelers.  Quite the motley crew, I must say.  Ohhohoho.  The questions you have are fair, though, and I shall endeavor to answer them."

"Who am I indeed?  That's a complex question, I am afraid.  For now, let's simply say I'm this place's guardian, its caretaker.  You may call me Gene, if you so desire.  And what names do you all choose to go by?"

"As for how l knew you were coming...well, my braille speaking friends told me.  Ohhohoho."  He leaves it to the party to figure out what he means by that.

"I'm afraid I don't know much about why you're here or how to fix the temple, though.  That depends on why you came here in the first place, and I'm just as lost as you are concerning what's happening.  I merely take care of the grounds here, ensure that the place doesn't go completely to ruin.  It's been a long, long time since this place has had visitors."

Gene sips on his hot chocolate again, awaiting further questions, as well as answers to the one he posed.

Their first comment earns them an eye roll from Ran, along with a grumbling response of "Too interesting, if ya ask me," but when the give a name to call them and describe themselves earns them a raised eyebrow and some pursed lips.

"So you're the enigmatic sort I first pegged ya as, huh? *Scoffs* Bah. Fine. Keep ya secrets. Your history or details ain't no concern of mine, unless you or something else makes it. And what do you mean when ya refer yourself as a 'guardian?' Are ya an old defender of this place, an overseer, or do ya serve a more.....esoteric function here? As for what to call me, the name's Randolph Schmidt. Fine with being referred by either my first or last name basis, don't matter to me which."

Gene being deliberately obtuse about how he became aware of the group irked Ran greatly, but he held his tongue and just *Tsked* at their answer. He knew from experience (from both life and literature) that prying any info out of men like them that they didn't want you to know (or clearly know, in most cases) was about easy as separating a Dragon from its gold. Not worth his time or effort trying to learn something that didn't matter too much, anyway.

It was there last response that earned the bulk of the midget man's scrutiny, as it took him a minute and half to mull over the details before he could decide on what exactly to inquire further about.

"....That so? Well, what can ya tell us clearly, then? I came to Snowpoint Temple to investigate and see if freaky or bizaare shenanigans where happening there like they where in Mt. Coronet - and on that note, I can now say with utmost certainty that there is (He says this part in an impressively deadpan tone) - so any info I can get about what in the freezing fuck is going on would be lovely, if you pardon me saying so. Moreover.....is there anything we can do here that could restore Snowpoint Temple to its regular in-hospital self or give us a lead on solving or fixing what is causing these supernatural oddities here, there, and seemingly every-damn-where? Or preferably both, if that ain't a total pipe dream of a request."

It should be noted that Brigid is still out with Ran, sitting by his feet while he's sitting/eating/questioning Gene. He returned Catherine earlier, so as for he not to suffer the discomfort of the very warm cabin air or crowd it too much.