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[laudna can be found a little later at the haunted house, a ballgown-looking dress spread out on one of the beds as she starts to examine it for rips and wrinkles. also, there's a leech still stuck on her neck and arm and she doesn't seem to have noticed.]
Tch, tch, tch. A little grimy, isn't it?
Tch, tch, tch. A little grimy, isn't it?
[she's changed by now into a fancy white gown that's seen better days - it's a little bit torn and very bloodied. matchies.]
It is what it is.
[she's glancing at the leech, but doesn't point it out yet.]
It is what it is.
[she's glancing at the leech, but doesn't point it out yet.]
...Thank you.
[a little awkward at the compliment, so she moves past it quickly enough.]
You're a seamstress?
[a little awkward at the compliment, so she moves past it quickly enough.]
You're a seamstress?
Children's toys? Why?
[a little baffled, but she sounds honestly curious rather than rude, at least.]
[a little baffled, but she sounds honestly curious rather than rude, at least.]
Do... other people typically throw rocks at you?
It sounds unpleasant.
[...]
What else did you receive?
[...]
What else did you receive?
Ah! One of my little creations, actually.
[she will pull out. a dead rat with a bird skull sewed onto his head and little skeletal bird wings with a bright red ribbon around his neck.]
His name is Pâté de Rolo. He's a little gentleman from a very fine family.
[she will pull out. a dead rat with a bird skull sewed onto his head and little skeletal bird wings with a bright red ribbon around his neck.]
His name is Pâté de Rolo. He's a little gentleman from a very fine family.
[looking at it like ????, but maybe not as disturbed as would be expected.]
How did you keep it from rotting...?
How did you keep it from rotting...?
Well. He's preserved a little with magic, but I'm afraid some pieces of him have rotted off. Poor Pâté.
[she starts moving the little rat around and then does an exaggerated cockney voice for him, barely moving her lips.]
My balls fell off!
Pâté! She doesn't want to hear about things like that.
[she starts moving the little rat around and then does an exaggerated cockney voice for him, barely moving her lips.]
My balls fell off!
Pâté! She doesn't want to hear about things like that.
[this might as well happen. there's a moment where she's startled, but she tries not to let it show.]
...A friend of yours, then?
...A friend of yours, then?
[reaching for the normal parts of this conversation, and so:]
How long have you had him?
How long have you had him?
[oh, she immediately looks actually curious as opposed to asking questions just to make this interaction less awkward.]
How is that accomplished?
How is that accomplished?
I see.
[maybe a little disappointed, but she hides it well enough.]
Is he destroyed often...?
[maybe a little disappointed, but she hides it well enough.]
Is he destroyed often...?
[after the npc reveal, laudna can be found sitting out near the pyre on her own, with pâté fluttering nearby. she has her long hair hanging down over her face and she's clearly talking to herself outloud.]
...Still nothing from you? How long are you going to give me the silent treatment? You're useless!
...Still nothing from you? How long are you going to give me the silent treatment? You're useless!
[hmmmmm
quietly, she moves back far enough that she's out of the firelight, waiting to see if laudna says anything else instead of approaching just yet.]
quietly, she moves back far enough that she's out of the firelight, waiting to see if laudna says anything else instead of approaching just yet.]
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