Still pretty embarrassed after rambling somewhat pointlessly before, a blushing Marmaduke can only glance up briefly when addressed before looking away. "Y-yeah... I-I-I mean no... P-part of the process of creation I-is part what one places value in. Sooo… to haggle, well... it diminishes it...Sometimes... uhmm..." She glances over to any nearby focuses.
"... That staff there." She points over to one that looked more like a simple quarterstaff with a few inscription along its two end points. "Its n-not very flashy. B-b-but in a pinch, your friend w-will at least have a half-way d-d-decent bludgeon."
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And what makes one family noble over another? Aren't we all just people? The Forrest is all survival of the fittest. We have to fight for everything. Nobility isn't a concept i know little about. Doesn't make sense to me that the civilized works so similar yet so differently. Grianne looks a little vexed.
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Grianne Wildpaw: Wood Elf Druid level 12 (8W-4L)- - Coliseum of Conquest: Master of Faerie Fire. Just don't ask her to spell it.
Grianne Wildpaw: Wood Elf Druid level 6 (2W-1L)- - Coliseum Reborn : Master of a Myriad of forms.
Runt, the Stormchosen: Half-Orc barbarian level 5 -- The Guild
"Well... I think it's basically like the survival of the fittest but here, instead of ones strength and survival skills determining their 'fitness', it's wealth, intellect and influence."
Still pretty embarrassed after rambling somewhat pointlessly before, a blushing Marmaduke can only glance up briefly when addressed before looking away. "Y-yeah... I-I-I mean no... P-part of the process of creation I-is part what one places value in. Sooo… to haggle, well... it diminishes it...Sometimes... uhmm..." She glances over to any nearby focuses.
"... That staff there." She points over to one that looked more like a simple quarterstaff with a few inscription along its two end points. "Its n-not very flashy. B-b-but in a pinch, your friend w-will at least have a half-way d-d-decent bludgeon."
“I actually have one picked out already.”
Liam lifted the Crystal into view.
“I’m not entirely sure how much this is, but I spent a lot on armor a few days ago after everyone finally stopped trying to chase me down.”
Liam wasn’t sure if it was a good idea to mention that, but regardless...
“Haggling isn’t that bad. Besides, it’s not as if you’re trying to rob them.”
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Liam the Weak: Level 4 Human Fighter - Trying to fight against his other personality, and constantly losing.
Aodh: Level 20 Half-Elf Cleric of Life - Not really. It's a strange being that had possessed and broke down a level 20 Cleric of Life Domain, gaining his knowledge and power.
"*****": Level 1 Tiefling Sorcerer - Her family is dead, and her will is broken. She follows orders so that those that command her will allow her to die.
"O-oh! Huh..." Marmaduke lowers her gaze again in defeat. "Vat? No! I-Its not so simple. Its -- Hmm... how best to put..." She hums for a moment or two before finally snapping her fingers. "It's like when blacksmith forge swords. Sure. They can make a dagger out of iron. But it won't be as good as say... adamantine! Scribing is same. Only instead of just having proper material, you need also the right mindset. Magic--" She pauses to blow air at Liam's chest.
Though he will feel some unnatural force behind the gust of air, resisting it would take hardly any effort at all. "Very touchy. As you see. If you go in know'n you cheapened price on cost of acquisition, it stays in mind during process, weakening the final product. And... a-annnd are you sure you don't need that staff? If you're getting chased around by fans, your usual repoitorire might be a bit too lethal for beating them back."
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"O-oh! Huh..." Marmaduke lowers her gaze again in defeat. "Vat? No! I-Its not so simple. Its -- Hmm... how best to put..." She hums for a moment or two before finally snapping her fingers. "It's like when blacksmith forge swords. Sure. They can make a dagger out of iron. But it won't be as good as say... adamantine! Scribing is same. Only instead of just having proper material, you need also the right mindset. Magic--" She pauses to blow air at Liam's chest.
Though he will feel some unnatural force behind the gust of air, resisting it would take hardly any effort at all. "Very touchy. As you see. If you go in know'n you cheapened price on cost of acquisition, it stays in mind during process, weakening the final product. And... a-annnd are you sure you don't need that staff? If you're getting chased around by fans, your usual repoitorire might be a bit too lethal for beating them back."
“With that logic, the cheaper you think it is, the lower quality it becomes. However...Lowering its material value does not mean the same as lessening its true potential. To equate an item’s power to how much one has paid for it would mean that you have chosen to limit it in such a way.”
Liam realized that his words were not his own. The other one was speaking through him. He didn’t mind, since he hadn’t the mind to fathom it all just yet.
“I ask you this, then. If one were to steal such an item, would it lose all power, since they have given nothing in exchange for it? They have not paid its value, so what would be the use of it?”
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Liam the Weak: Level 4 Human Fighter - Trying to fight against his other personality, and constantly losing.
Aodh: Level 20 Half-Elf Cleric of Life - Not really. It's a strange being that had possessed and broke down a level 20 Cleric of Life Domain, gaining his knowledge and power.
"*****": Level 1 Tiefling Sorcerer - Her family is dead, and her will is broken. She follows orders so that those that command her will allow her to die.
"Ehhh... As I said, magic is touchy like that. While there is some truth in that the individual has chosen to limit themselves, it is not without due cause. To do otherwise using while manipulating a force that can quite frankly produce both great wonders and travesty on a scale few mortals can even remotely comprehend is... is just madness."
Marmaduke rubs her forehead while being careful not to brush her bangs off her horn.
"As for stealing. Its... For one. You should not do it. Anything worth having is better off earned the right way. But, technically speaking, doing so would be exploiting a--" She clears her throat and looks around nervously for a moment. "A loophole. Of sorts. One with its own set of complications and variant cost. As I at least understand. A proper wizard perhaps can explain it better, seeing as admittedly much that /I/ know is part self-teaching, and for better or worse... instinct."
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"I appreciate that...and hey, if I meet a guy named Azrael on my way there, I'll be sure to ask about you. Besides, I already have a few people in mind who I plan on taking with me."
"Well I hope to be one of them... If theres anything you need around here. I won't be far away. Well... Im gonna go into the markets to get equipment."
"Ill see you tomorrow." Morthos will smile, put 5 GP on the table "For drinks and what not" and pat Nara on the shoulder, then head out to the markets.
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Marmaduke wasn't having any of it. Almost as soon as Banjo Man has finished speaking, she lashes out for the poster with a hand already sparking dangerously with electricity for a shocking grasp.
"Listen up, and listen clear, Bounty Hunter. Because I'm not. Saying this. Again." She states, glaring up at him with far more draconic eyes. "That. Ain't. My. BUSINESS! Now get! Or Mya help me, you're gonna be the reason /I/ wind up on one of those posters! You hear me!" She practically roars in his face.
Still pretty embarrassed after rambling somewhat pointlessly before, a blushing Marmaduke can only glance up briefly when addressed before looking away. "Y-yeah... I-I-I mean no... P-part of the process of creation I-is part what one places value in. Sooo… to haggle, well... it diminishes it...Sometimes... uhmm..." She glances over to any nearby focuses.
"... That staff there." She points over to one that looked more like a simple quarterstaff with a few inscription along its two end points. "Its n-not very flashy. B-b-but in a pinch, your friend w-will at least have a half-way d-d-decent bludgeon."
When you realize you're doing too much: Signature.
“Damn...I take that back, I don’t hope he makes it anywhere....And uh....revenge? He has it coming it that justifies anything.”
Nara: Tiefling Bandit-Coliseum of Conquest: 2W-2L total downs: 3
And what makes one family noble over another? Aren't we all just people? The Forrest is all survival of the fittest. We have to fight for everything. Nobility isn't a concept i know little about. Doesn't make sense to me that the civilized works so similar yet so differently. Grianne looks a little vexed.
Grianne Wildpaw: Wood Elf Druid level 12 (8W-4L)- - Coliseum of Conquest: Master of Faerie Fire. Just don't ask her to spell it.
Grianne Wildpaw: Wood Elf Druid level 6 (2W-1L)- - Coliseum Reborn : Master of a Myriad of forms.
Runt, the Stormchosen: Half-Orc barbarian level 5 -- The Guild
Tomoe Gozen: Human Fighter Samurai level 5 -- Cronero (Solo Campaign)
"Well... I think it's basically like the survival of the fittest but here, instead of ones strength and survival skills determining their 'fitness', it's wealth, intellect and influence."
“I actually have one picked out already.”
Liam lifted the Crystal into view.
“I’m not entirely sure how much this is, but I spent a lot on armor a few days ago after everyone finally stopped trying to chase me down.”
Liam wasn’t sure if it was a good idea to mention that, but regardless...
“Haggling isn’t that bad. Besides, it’s not as if you’re trying to rob them.”
Liam the Weak: Level 4 Human Fighter - Trying to fight against his other personality, and constantly losing.
Aodh: Level 20 Half-Elf Cleric of Life - Not really. It's a strange being that had possessed and broke down a level 20 Cleric of Life Domain, gaining his knowledge and power.
"*****": Level 1 Tiefling Sorcerer - Her family is dead, and her will is broken. She follows orders so that those that command her will allow her to die.
When you realize you're doing too much: Signature.
“With that logic, the cheaper you think it is, the lower quality it becomes. However...Lowering its material value does not mean the same as lessening its true potential. To equate an item’s power to how much one has paid for it would mean that you have chosen to limit it in such a way.”
Liam realized that his words were not his own. The other one was speaking through him. He didn’t mind, since he hadn’t the mind to fathom it all just yet.
“I ask you this, then. If one were to steal such an item, would it lose all power, since they have given nothing in exchange for it? They have not paid its value, so what would be the use of it?”
Liam the Weak: Level 4 Human Fighter - Trying to fight against his other personality, and constantly losing.
Aodh: Level 20 Half-Elf Cleric of Life - Not really. It's a strange being that had possessed and broke down a level 20 Cleric of Life Domain, gaining his knowledge and power.
"*****": Level 1 Tiefling Sorcerer - Her family is dead, and her will is broken. She follows orders so that those that command her will allow her to die.
Grianne tries to comprehend this but after a minute of thinking, she seems to be getting a headache. I just don't get it. IT makes no sense to me.
Grianne Wildpaw: Wood Elf Druid level 12 (8W-4L)- - Coliseum of Conquest: Master of Faerie Fire. Just don't ask her to spell it.
Grianne Wildpaw: Wood Elf Druid level 6 (2W-1L)- - Coliseum Reborn : Master of a Myriad of forms.
Runt, the Stormchosen: Half-Orc barbarian level 5 -- The Guild
Tomoe Gozen: Human Fighter Samurai level 5 -- Cronero (Solo Campaign)
When you realize you're doing too much: Signature.
Liam, Marmaduke, a fan has arrives and addresses you. He probably won't be beaten back with a staff.
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"Yeah, his name was Azrael... Nara if you dont mind me... asking what buisness awaits for you at home?"
“Revenge. On the man who drove my family from our home. But I need to get stronger because I’ll probably be forced to kill more than just him.”
Nara: Tiefling Bandit-Coliseum of Conquest: 2W-2L total downs: 3
"Im sorry to hear that..."
“Yeah...it’ll no easy business killing the captain of the city guard. If they’re still alive, I hope to free my parents as well..”
Nara: Tiefling Bandit-Coliseum of Conquest: 2W-2L total downs: 3
"Hey, id love to help, Water Deeps uncharted territory for me. But I understand your need for self improvement."
"I appreciate that...and hey, if I meet a guy named Azrael on my way there, I'll be sure to ask about you. Besides, I already have a few people in mind who I plan on taking with me."
Nara: Tiefling Bandit-Coliseum of Conquest: 2W-2L total downs: 3
"Well I hope to be one of them... If theres anything you need around here. I won't be far away. Well... Im gonna go into the markets to get equipment."
Mysterious Roll: 2 (Totally don't worry bout it)
When you realize you're doing too much: Signature.
"Ill see you tomorrow." Morthos will smile, put 5 GP on the table "For drinks and what not" and pat Nara on the shoulder, then head out to the markets.
Marmaduke wasn't having any of it. Almost as soon as Banjo Man has finished speaking, she lashes out for the poster with a hand already sparking dangerously with electricity for a shocking grasp.
When you realize you're doing too much: Signature.