(OOC - oh sure NOW Gmoat's character is romantically interested in firehawks - hahaha)
((OOG Well...lol :P ))
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"...Debts must always be paid, sometimes in more than blood and gold. But this is Ordo Ursa," Ren places his hand on Erakas's chest, right where the Dragonborn's heart is. "Right here. And it always has been and always will be. Don't ever forget that. Because I won't."
Serandis Mendaen (Aereni Elven Rogue/maybe one day Wizard)- Project Point Playtest
"It's not like that Hellmuth, I swear it. Ordo Ursa stands for good in this world and stands against all those who oppose freedom with evil and tyranny. Master Ren choose us because he believes in us and that we are the best chance at finding this Soulmonger." Ren claps him on the shoulder and smiles, "Besides, it's a jungle out there! And I've never seen one before, so this is kind of exciting too! Let's go find our Warlock, we will need her help to get around this city."
Rawly walks towards the door and turns back, "Are you two coming?" He smiles a toothy grin that could be a little infectious if you let it happen.
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"...Debts must always be paid, sometimes in more than blood and gold. But this is Ordo Ursa," Ren places his hand on Erakas's chest, right where the Dragonborn's heart is. "Right here. And it always has been and always will be. Don't ever forget that. Because I won't."
Serandis Mendaen (Aereni Elven Rogue/maybe one day Wizard)- Project Point Playtest
"The only noose around here might be around our necks....." Hellmuth will look around at the surroundings to try and get his bearings
((OOG lol that's funny, dude...lol))
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"...Debts must always be paid, sometimes in more than blood and gold. But this is Ordo Ursa," Ren places his hand on Erakas's chest, right where the Dragonborn's heart is. "Right here. And it always has been and always will be. Don't ever forget that. Because I won't."
Serandis Mendaen (Aereni Elven Rogue/maybe one day Wizard)- Project Point Playtest
As the Hellmuth, Rawly and Nemaia go around this exotic city, they can see medium and large sized dinosaurs used as beasts of burden to haul two-wheeled carts, to hoist heavy loads on cranes, and to tow boats along the canals.
Flowers, green plants, and vines grow everywhere, seeming to spring out of the building stones themselves. The profusion of greenery needs constant tending to prevent roots and shoots from damaging buildings or tile roofs.
All streets within the city walls are paved with cobblestones or flagstones, and they have deep rain gutters as much as 2 feet wide.
Tabaxi minstrels wander the streets, performing for anyone who tosses them a few coins.
Walls divide the city into districts, and the open archways above the streets are painted with murals of dinosaurs, mountains, and mythic heroes.
As they walk through the city, Nemaia will pluck a flower from a vine they pass and gently rub it between her thumb and forefinger, continuing to take in the strange sights Port Nyanzaru had to offer. "Do you know where you are going, Rawly?"
Rawly leads the way until he finds the market, and then to the building they were looking for.
"See, wasn't too hard to find." He holds open the door for his new companions and ushers them in. "Come, come, she can't be too hard to find."
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"...Debts must always be paid, sometimes in more than blood and gold. But this is Ordo Ursa," Ren places his hand on Erakas's chest, right where the Dragonborn's heart is. "Right here. And it always has been and always will be. Don't ever forget that. Because I won't."
Serandis Mendaen (Aereni Elven Rogue/maybe one day Wizard)- Project Point Playtest
The Red Bazaar deals goods for everyday needs: locally produced meat, vegetables, tropical fruit, tej, light tropical clothing, insect repellent, rain catchers, and other household goods. Suspicious looks accompany the passage of the trio. Tiefling mustn't be a common sight here. Two noteworthy inns are located near the Red Bazaar. The Thundering Lizard caters to a raucous clientele, and Kaya’s House of Repose, much quieter.
Kaya's House of Repose consists of one large room. Floor and walls are all covered by exotic wood, each panel painted with different colour. Dozens of tables are in the room, half of which occupied by Chultans. The barkeeper is a female albino tabaxi. She stares at the trio enter the tavern, cleaning her teeth with a bone toothpick.
At the bar counter, a fierce Chultan woman sits, take few sips of an amber-like beer. The woman must be 6 feet tall.
At one table in a corner, another Chultan woman, clothed in light blue robes and carries a walking stick carved in the likeness of a stylized couatl.
And finally, at a table in the centre of the room, an ash black-skinned young person, wearing a mask and carrying more blades than the trio can count.
Nemaia scans the room and spots the dark skinned person. She considered the few other people in the tavern, and considered this person the most likely. She moved to the table the person was at, sitting directly across them them. She said nothing, but stared holes through this person.
Lyorna looked up as the woman sat down, her hand had twitched a moment for her blade but she quickly calmed it. The last few days had been especially tough, this town had it's fair share of 'Ojerans', outsiders, that wanted to put their hands on Lyorna, three in particular had lost fingers to her blades because of their transgressions. They were lucky they didn't lose more than that. Despite not being a man however, this one still posed a challenge to Lyorna's senses. Her skin was dark like Lyorna's, and her hair long and black the same as Lyorna's. Still she found her appearance both beautiful and terrifying as her eyes darted quickly over the woman's Horns.
Her eyes returned the woman's stare with their own fierce intensity. A soft yellow glow beginning to emanate from her own eyes and washed through the eye holes of her bone crafted Death Mask as she felt the adrenaline begin to course through her body. "If ye are 'ere to test me spirit, know I 'ave walked wit' de death lord and 'ave named 'im my king, I would 'ave no problem returning to 'is embrace"
Nemaia cocked her head, curiously. Her expression softened, ever so slightly. "I'm not here to test you. I assume you're the fourth to our group. We were sent by Rentaro Caeli." She nodded her head toward Hellmuth at the bar. Then she pursed her lips and let out a shrill whistle to get his and Rawly's attention.
"May the Noosphere be with you." And with that line, Master Ren goes off to find some rest at the villa.
"The only noose around here might be around our necks....." Hellmuth will look around at the surroundings to try and get his bearings
Skameros - Bugbear Barbarian - Out of the Abyss - By Kerrec
Follow your Arrow where it Points - Tabaxi Monk - Baldur's Gate: Descent Into Avernus (by Pokepaladdy)
Citron Pumpkinfoam - Fairy Monk - Project Point: Team Longsword
"...Debts must always be paid, sometimes in more than blood and gold. But this is Ordo Ursa," Ren places his hand on Erakas's chest, right where the Dragonborn's heart is. "Right here. And it always has been and always will be. Don't ever forget that. Because I won't."
Serandis Mendaen (Aereni Elven Rogue/maybe one day Wizard)- Project Point Playtest
"It's not like that Hellmuth, I swear it. Ordo Ursa stands for good in this world and stands against all those who oppose freedom with evil and tyranny. Master Ren choose us because he believes in us and that we are the best chance at finding this Soulmonger." Ren claps him on the shoulder and smiles, "Besides, it's a jungle out there! And I've never seen one before, so this is kind of exciting too! Let's go find our Warlock, we will need her help to get around this city."
Rawly walks towards the door and turns back, "Are you two coming?" He smiles a toothy grin that could be a little infectious if you let it happen.
"...Debts must always be paid, sometimes in more than blood and gold. But this is Ordo Ursa," Ren places his hand on Erakas's chest, right where the Dragonborn's heart is. "Right here. And it always has been and always will be. Don't ever forget that. Because I won't."
Serandis Mendaen (Aereni Elven Rogue/maybe one day Wizard)- Project Point Playtest
"...Debts must always be paid, sometimes in more than blood and gold. But this is Ordo Ursa," Ren places his hand on Erakas's chest, right where the Dragonborn's heart is. "Right here. And it always has been and always will be. Don't ever forget that. Because I won't."
Serandis Mendaen (Aereni Elven Rogue/maybe one day Wizard)- Project Point Playtest
Nemaia watched Rawly, expressionless, her black eyes tracking his every movement. "Please, if you know the way, lead the way."
A dwarf with a canoe on his back? What could go wrong?
(OOC - thanks for catching it - hehe)
Hellmuth will look at Nemaia, shrug, then follow after Rawly
Skameros - Bugbear Barbarian - Out of the Abyss - By Kerrec
Follow your Arrow where it Points - Tabaxi Monk - Baldur's Gate: Descent Into Avernus (by Pokepaladdy)
Citron Pumpkinfoam - Fairy Monk - Project Point: Team Longsword
As the Hellmuth, Rawly and Nemaia go around this exotic city, they can see medium and large sized dinosaurs used as beasts of burden to haul two-wheeled carts, to hoist heavy loads on cranes, and to tow boats along the canals.
Flowers, green plants, and vines grow everywhere, seeming to spring out of the building stones themselves. The profusion of greenery needs constant tending to prevent roots and shoots from damaging buildings or tile roofs.
All streets within the city walls are paved with cobblestones or flagstones, and they have deep rain gutters as much as 2 feet wide.
Tabaxi minstrels wander the streets, performing for anyone who tosses them a few coins.
Walls divide the city into districts, and the open archways above the streets are painted with murals of dinosaurs, mountains, and mythic heroes.
As they walk through the city, Nemaia will pluck a flower from a vine they pass and gently rub it between her thumb and forefinger, continuing to take in the strange sights Port Nyanzaru had to offer. "Do you know where you are going, Rawly?"
A dwarf with a canoe on his back? What could go wrong?
"I bet he got lost in his own library....."
Hellmuth will look around for someone to ask for directions to the Red Bazaar
Skameros - Bugbear Barbarian - Out of the Abyss - By Kerrec
Follow your Arrow where it Points - Tabaxi Monk - Baldur's Gate: Descent Into Avernus (by Pokepaladdy)
Citron Pumpkinfoam - Fairy Monk - Project Point: Team Longsword
A dwarf with a canoe on his back? What could go wrong?
(OOC - I love when you guys catch my references!)
Hellmuth will look around for someone to ask for directions to the Red Bazaar
Skameros - Bugbear Barbarian - Out of the Abyss - By Kerrec
Follow your Arrow where it Points - Tabaxi Monk - Baldur's Gate: Descent Into Avernus (by Pokepaladdy)
Citron Pumpkinfoam - Fairy Monk - Project Point: Team Longsword
Rawly leads the way until he finds the market, and then to the building they were looking for.
"See, wasn't too hard to find." He holds open the door for his new companions and ushers them in. "Come, come, she can't be too hard to find."
"...Debts must always be paid, sometimes in more than blood and gold. But this is Ordo Ursa," Ren places his hand on Erakas's chest, right where the Dragonborn's heart is. "Right here. And it always has been and always will be. Don't ever forget that. Because I won't."
Serandis Mendaen (Aereni Elven Rogue/maybe one day Wizard)- Project Point Playtest
The Red Bazaar deals goods for everyday needs: locally produced meat, vegetables, tropical fruit, tej, light tropical clothing, insect repellent, rain catchers, and other household goods. Suspicious looks accompany the passage of the trio. Tiefling mustn't be a common sight here. Two noteworthy inns are located near the Red Bazaar. The Thundering Lizard caters to a raucous clientele, and Kaya’s House of Repose, much quieter.
Kaya's House of Repose consists of one large room. Floor and walls are all covered by exotic wood, each panel painted with different colour. Dozens of tables are in the room, half of which occupied by Chultans. The barkeeper is a female albino tabaxi. She stares at the trio enter the tavern, cleaning her teeth with a bone toothpick.
At the bar counter, a fierce Chultan woman sits, take few sips of an amber-like beer. The woman must be 6 feet tall.
At one table in a corner, another Chultan woman, clothed in light blue robes and carries a walking stick carved in the likeness of a stylized couatl.
And finally, at a table in the centre of the room, an ash black-skinned young person, wearing a mask and carrying more blades than the trio can count.
Nemaia scans the room and spots the dark skinned person. She considered the few other people in the tavern, and considered this person the most likely. She moved to the table the person was at, sitting directly across them them. She said nothing, but stared holes through this person.
A dwarf with a canoe on his back? What could go wrong?
"I see no other Tieflings in here but ourselves....." Hellmuth looks around the room and he'll move to the bar and order from the Tabaxi.
Skameros - Bugbear Barbarian - Out of the Abyss - By Kerrec
Follow your Arrow where it Points - Tabaxi Monk - Baldur's Gate: Descent Into Avernus (by Pokepaladdy)
Citron Pumpkinfoam - Fairy Monk - Project Point: Team Longsword
Lyorna looked up as the woman sat down, her hand had twitched a moment for her blade but she quickly calmed it. The last few days had been especially tough, this town had it's fair share of 'Ojerans', outsiders, that wanted to put their hands on Lyorna, three in particular had lost fingers to her blades because of their transgressions. They were lucky they didn't lose more than that. Despite not being a man however, this one still posed a challenge to Lyorna's senses. Her skin was dark like Lyorna's, and her hair long and black the same as Lyorna's. Still she found her appearance both beautiful and terrifying as her eyes darted quickly over the woman's Horns.
Her eyes returned the woman's stare with their own fierce intensity. A soft yellow glow beginning to emanate from her own eyes and washed through the eye holes of her bone crafted Death Mask as she felt the adrenaline begin to course through her body. "If ye are 'ere to test me spirit, know I 'ave walked wit' de death lord and 'ave named 'im my king, I would 'ave no problem returning to 'is embrace"
Nemaia cocked her head, curiously. Her expression softened, ever so slightly. "I'm not here to test you. I assume you're the fourth to our group. We were sent by Rentaro Caeli." She nodded her head toward Hellmuth at the bar. Then she pursed her lips and let out a shrill whistle to get his and Rawly's attention.
A dwarf with a canoe on his back? What could go wrong?