Today has been... enlightening, on a personal level. Maybe less so when it comes to our investigation, but the others might have some clues for me in the morning.
Interviewing Emeline resulted in very little new information. Perhaps the most telling was how she hid her own interest in magic. And the connection between her and Leo (later more or less confirmed by Magoria). This left us with Ralf's brother as our best lead, seeing as he had been the one to transport the body from the prison to the university.
It's hard to figure out why someone might hold a serious grudge against the professor at the autopsy. Being extremely tedious isn't typically enough for murder. Especially not an elaborate murder via undead cadaver.
Speaking of lectures... Ellywick must not be at the top of her game. Or not care for the crowd. The times she has been kind enough to teach me about things during our travels, she has been very engaging. This time... Not so much. And I have no idea what fecundity is or why it's affected by ecosystem variation, whatever that is. But it seemed important, so I nodded along with everyone else. Seems the dean was pleased enough though, but still wanted her to write something about all of it. For the next couple of months.
Does that mean we'll stay here? Will I stay here if she doesn't want to stay with the group? Are we even a group? Suffrax might leave for Calimshan at any moment, Phennyr has barely joined and is just looking for his uncle, Rupert I don't even know why he's tagging along at all...
I'm almost happy that Ellywick basically got thrown out of the dean's office after asking for a paper showing that we're conducting our investigation. She was already getting angry, and it seems this pushed her over the edge and she decided to dress in her regular clothes again. While I hate seeing her suffer, seeing her dressed like that reminds me of the woman I fell in love with...
We went to the Death Ward and the temple of Kelemvor. The tombs dedicated to the dead and the thin veil to the other side that they represent truly made me feel at home. I could easily see myself helping here and care for the dead. I wish Ellywick could relax and let me show her the beauty of this place. But I have to settle for showing her the practical advantages of serving a goddess (or god, in the case of Kelemvor) of death: waking the body so that it could talk about its final moments. While not much information was gained this way, the lack of information also told us that the man had not been killed to become undead and his body had likely been used because of an opportunity rather than something to do with him.
Ellywick's fascination for the dead faded pretty soon after we left and her bad mood returned. In fact, it made the interview with Ralf's brother a tad difficult. I guess even love doesn't prevent frustration, and I suggested getting something to drink to help her relax. And give me a chance to get something for the evening.
Magoria... I... I don't know what to do. She's very nice and we had a lot to talk about during our picnic in Death Ward (and thank you Suffrax for the wine). She's interesting, and into such a variety things that I could spend days just listening to her. And I'm almost certain she's not a necromancer, which is a plus...
Anyway, one thing led to another and we ended up in my room. I think that if I'm using her for pleasure, she's using me at least as much back. And I really don't mind that... though others at the inn might not have appreciated how hard it was to stay quiet.
My feelings for Ellywick are still there. But right now she doesn't even seem to want me as a friend. Fair enough. Even if that wasn't the case I could appreciate Magoria, so I guess I should do that and otherwise just focus on my duties towards the Raven Queen. See if I care...