Rumble rumbles in thought for a moment, and then says, "And the process of bathing? I don't s'pose you could clear that up for us? Or would this attendant do so? Also, would that be two coral for the lot of us, or just fer the individual? And, uh, would we be all together fer this, or... separated?" He glances over nervously to Thursday and Mara, and then back to the attendant.
After a moment's pause, Rumble grimaces, and then walks over to pat the attendant on the shoulder. "I-I'm sorry. This is probably quite overwhelming on multiple layers. Just take yer time."
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"We ch-charge per customer." The lady explains. She seems to be slightly unsure what to explain (think about if someone asked you "how do you use a bath?" IRL). "But if you are w-wanting some p-privacy, you may want to s-spend the coral on a p-private bathing area."
Dark says to the group “I can manage without a bath. You know Vultures do not require such things.” He moves away from the group and fluffs his feathers.
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DM - New World (LMP), Shield of Bahamut
Darkwing Skyyykiller-Aarakocra Monk- Lost in the Endless Tower
Kabarr Caldera- Fire Genasi- Fighter - Cold Cash
Talley Tafoia-Genasi Cleric-Rising of the Accursed Dragon
"Same here. Curious as I am 'bout how this whole sandbathing business would work out. I don't really sweat much compared to the rest of ya. Though-..." Rumble picks at the edge of his poncho and gives it a sniff. "Eww. Probably change out of these tho'. Still kinda smells like bug guts." He chuckles sheepishly, and then cracks an apologetic smile at receptionist. "My apologies, Mam, if I made things a bit awkward fer ya there. We ain't 'xactly from around these parts, if'n that weren't already obvious. Certainly not from places with sand baths of all things... uh.. name's Rumble, by the way. Rumble Steelskin."He holds out a hand to her.
"What's yers?"
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Killian sorta shakes his head. "I'm sorry for the confusion miss, but where we are from a bath usually involves washing oneself in water. It is readily available in other lands like ours" He then looks to Mara and Thursday, "Ladies I'm sure you two could share a private room if you don't want to join the rest of us in the common area if it makes you uncomfortable."
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Onyx Greyscale Lv3 - Human Ranger - Hanging out at The Rest in the Quest
Fiven - Wood Elf Monk 3 / Rogue 2 - Private Campaign - Seeking a new adventure
Rokas Lv7 - Wood Elf Rogue - D&D Origins @ Local Game Store, Hex & CO, NYC
"Oh, w-well you just c-cover yourself in the sand within the b-bathing area, and the sand c-cleanses you." The woman stutters. "It's q-quite straight forward."
"Great... sounds simple enough, who has the shells? Please lead the way miss." Killian will follow her to whatever room the sand bath is so he can roll around like a chinchilla, ( he wont actually roll around that's weird)
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Killian Greycastle Lv3 - Human Wild Magic Sorcerer - Lost In The Endless Tower, DM Pokepaladdy
Onyx Greyscale Lv3 - Human Ranger - Hanging out at The Rest in the Quest
Fiven - Wood Elf Monk 3 / Rogue 2 - Private Campaign - Seeking a new adventure
Rokas Lv7 - Wood Elf Rogue - D&D Origins @ Local Game Store, Hex & CO, NYC
Mara nods as she can only guess that it will hopefully get them clean. "If it does not require me having to remove to much clothing then I see no reason to spend extra money for a private room. That is something we can worry about once we find a more sustainable source if currency."
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Rekuberk Onc Level 8 | Half Orc | Barbarian (The Tales of the Fellowship of the White Cloaks)
"If we can spare the funds I would not mind getting clean before meeting our hosts. Appearances can mean a great deal to some." Leojym follows Killian and Mara.
(So if you're going to the public area, it's 2 coral a person which equates to 5 per shell. With Dark sitting out, there'll be Darnell, Killian, Leojym, Mara, Rumble, Thursday, Gretta, and Hallens. 8 people is 1 shell, 6 coral.)
The group pays for a bathing time as they are led through to a room to place belongings into baskets before heading to bathe. The public bathing area appears to look like a typical bath house layout as you would expect, but with sand pits rather than pools of water. There are already a half dozen people submerged into the sand up to their necks, seemingly enjoying the relaxing scenario.
(Rumble had abstained as well, so only 1 Shell, 4 Coral)
Aside from offering to watch the chest for the children while they go 'sand bathing', Rumble posts up outside with Darkwing, changing clothes and keeping look out. At some point during the process(but after everyone left) he asks Darkwing, "So, like, uhm…. How is it work ya, brother man? The whole, uhhh… how do I put this all delicate-like? Hmmm... Yaw'll like... How do ya know when a girl likes ya?"
Dark scratches his head before answering Rumble. “For me...that has never happened. For my brother however that is a different story. His unions while in flight are legendary. Thousand foot falls only to separate just before they would crash to the earth. Most of the time the girls just talk to him more or listen to him prat on about how special he is. I have even seen girls leave their tender down feathers near his perch. .... I am sure it will be different for you Rumble. I don’t think about that much. It will happen or it won’t. Survival of self must come before legacy.”
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DM - New World (LMP), Shield of Bahamut
Darkwing Skyyykiller-Aarakocra Monk- Lost in the Endless Tower
Kabarr Caldera- Fire Genasi- Fighter - Cold Cash
Talley Tafoia-Genasi Cleric-Rising of the Accursed Dragon
Rumble rumbles and strokes his chin with the most serious expression on his face that anyone has ever seen out of the relatively easy going genasi. "Soooo, like, uhh… I get we're ya coming from. Really! I do... but uh... hmmm..." With a small clap, he leaves his hands pressed together just in front of his lips for a second before pointing them to Dark. "You were absolutely right. But I 'preciate it. And if on the off chance I wind up getting the attention of one of yer folk -- which again, technically makes our folk--" He shrugs, "I won't forget." On that note, Rumble sits back on the chest.
"One more thing, Mr. Dark... The way ya fight... Think you can, d-uhm, teach me a thing or two?" He asks then looks down at his hands. "I'm pretty strong, don't get me wrong. But.. I dunno…"
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Thursday will also sit out the sand bath. She had been looking outwardly disappointed at the prospect of rubbing dirt on herself to make herself clean...
Thursday chuckles a little bit, "Ya know, Rumb, knowing if someone likes you isn't as complex as people make it out to be. Sure there are subtle signs -- but if you're looking for love, being honest about your feelings is never the wrong move."
With little else to do in order to clean herself, Mara can only shrug and move towards the strange sand baths. Due to being the only female that agreed to go in she will move away from the other party memebers to look for a bath.
Rumble jumps in his seat and nearly falls off the chest going "Sweet Chauntae!" It's almost as if he /just/ realized Thursday had stayed behind. For a brief few moments, whatever exhaustion he obviously felt following the ritual had been replaced by panic. "Don't -- Do that! Sheesh..." He says, patting his chest. After listening to the rest (but with his eyes elsewhere the whole time!), Rumble grumbles and folds his arms. "I-I-It ain't th-that! I-I was just curious, ya know? Back 'ome… I never really had, uhm… well back where I'm from, all this--" He waves up and down at himself. "Ain't 'xactly what ya call normal. 'less you were from further south according to grandpa."
"So I never... I-I always been curious, is all. 'nd I thought after that whole bug incident that I might not..."He frowns and starts rubbing at his chest plate. "I thought why not now, ya now?"
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DM - New World (LMP), Shield of Bahamut
Darkwing Skyyykiller-Aarakocra Monk- Lost in the Endless Tower
Kabarr Caldera- Fire Genasi- Fighter - Cold Cash
Talley Tafoia-Genasi Cleric-Rising of the Accursed Dragon
"Ah, w-well..." The lady speaks. "I-it would be two coral for a b-bath, or f-four if you w-want an attendant and p-private bathing area."
Current Player In: The Guild as Elsara Deepmoon
Rumble rumbles in thought for a moment, and then says, "And the process of bathing? I don't s'pose you could clear that up for us? Or would this attendant do so? Also, would that be two coral for the lot of us, or just fer the individual? And, uh, would we be all together fer this, or... separated?" He glances over nervously to Thursday and Mara, and then back to the attendant.
After a moment's pause, Rumble grimaces, and then walks over to pat the attendant on the shoulder. "I-I'm sorry. This is probably quite overwhelming on multiple layers. Just take yer time."
When you realize you're doing too much: Signature.
"We ch-charge per customer." The lady explains. She seems to be slightly unsure what to explain (think about if someone asked you "how do you use a bath?" IRL). "But if you are w-wanting some p-privacy, you may want to s-spend the coral on a p-private bathing area."
Current Player In: The Guild as Elsara Deepmoon
Mara can only internally sigh as it seems that they may not have enough to pay for each of them to bathe.
Rekuberk Onc Level 8 | Half Orc | Barbarian (The Tales of the Fellowship of the White Cloaks)
Kayassa Level 3 | Satyr | Warlock (Cleath13's LMoP)
Bertolt Silentlash Level 3 | Variant Human | Bard (Our Little Lives Kept in Equipoise: Death House)
Daerthe Narcion Level 4 | Drow | Rogue (Karmoli's Great Upheaval)
Dark says to the group “I can manage without a bath. You know Vultures do not require such things.” He moves away from the group and fluffs his feathers.
DM - New World (LMP), Shield of Bahamut
Darkwing Skyyykiller-Aarakocra Monk- Lost in the Endless Tower
Kabarr Caldera- Fire Genasi- Fighter - Cold Cash
Talley Tafoia-Genasi Cleric-Rising of the Accursed Dragon
"Same here. Curious as I am 'bout how this whole sandbathing business would work out. I don't really sweat much compared to the rest of ya. Though-..." Rumble picks at the edge of his poncho and gives it a sniff. "Eww. Probably change out of these tho'. Still kinda smells like bug guts." He chuckles sheepishly, and then cracks an apologetic smile at receptionist. "My apologies, Mam, if I made things a bit awkward fer ya there. We ain't 'xactly from around these parts, if'n that weren't already obvious. Certainly not from places with sand baths of all things... uh.. name's Rumble, by the way. Rumble Steelskin." He holds out a hand to her.
"What's yers?"
When you realize you're doing too much: Signature.
Killian sorta shakes his head. "I'm sorry for the confusion miss, but where we are from a bath usually involves washing oneself in water. It is readily available in other lands like ours" He then looks to Mara and Thursday, "Ladies I'm sure you two could share a private room if you don't want to join the rest of us in the common area if it makes you uncomfortable."
Killian Greycastle Lv3 - Human Wild Magic Sorcerer - Lost In The Endless Tower, DM Pokepaladdy
Onyx Greyscale Lv3 - Human Ranger - Hanging out at The Rest in the Quest
Fiven - Wood Elf Monk 3 / Rogue 2 - Private Campaign - Seeking a new adventure
Rokas Lv7 - Wood Elf Rogue - D&D Origins @ Local Game Store, Hex & CO, NYC
"Oh, w-well you just c-cover yourself in the sand within the b-bathing area, and the sand c-cleanses you." The woman stutters. "It's q-quite straight forward."
Current Player In: The Guild as Elsara Deepmoon
"Great... sounds simple enough, who has the shells? Please lead the way miss." Killian will follow her to whatever room the sand bath is so he can roll around like a chinchilla, ( he wont actually roll around that's weird)
Killian Greycastle Lv3 - Human Wild Magic Sorcerer - Lost In The Endless Tower, DM Pokepaladdy
Onyx Greyscale Lv3 - Human Ranger - Hanging out at The Rest in the Quest
Fiven - Wood Elf Monk 3 / Rogue 2 - Private Campaign - Seeking a new adventure
Rokas Lv7 - Wood Elf Rogue - D&D Origins @ Local Game Store, Hex & CO, NYC
Mara nods as she can only guess that it will hopefully get them clean. "If it does not require me having to remove to much clothing then I see no reason to spend extra money for a private room. That is something we can worry about once we find a more sustainable source if currency."
Rekuberk Onc Level 8 | Half Orc | Barbarian (The Tales of the Fellowship of the White Cloaks)
Kayassa Level 3 | Satyr | Warlock (Cleath13's LMoP)
Bertolt Silentlash Level 3 | Variant Human | Bard (Our Little Lives Kept in Equipoise: Death House)
Daerthe Narcion Level 4 | Drow | Rogue (Karmoli's Great Upheaval)
"If we can spare the funds I would not mind getting clean before meeting our hosts. Appearances can mean a great deal to some." Leojym follows Killian and Mara.
(So if you're going to the public area, it's 2 coral a person which equates to 5 per shell. With Dark sitting out, there'll be Darnell, Killian, Leojym, Mara, Rumble, Thursday, Gretta, and Hallens. 8 people is 1 shell, 6 coral.)
The group pays for a bathing time as they are led through to a room to place belongings into baskets before heading to bathe. The public bathing area appears to look like a typical bath house layout as you would expect, but with sand pits rather than pools of water. There are already a half dozen people submerged into the sand up to their necks, seemingly enjoying the relaxing scenario.
Current Player In: The Guild as Elsara Deepmoon
(Rumble had abstained as well, so only 1 Shell, 4 Coral)
Aside from offering to watch the chest for the children while they go 'sand bathing', Rumble posts up outside with Darkwing, changing clothes and keeping look out. At some point during the process(but after everyone left) he asks Darkwing, "So, like, uhm…. How is it work ya, brother man? The whole, uhhh… how do I put this all delicate-like? Hmmm... Yaw'll like... How do ya know when a girl likes ya?"
When you realize you're doing too much: Signature.
Dark scratches his head before answering Rumble. “For me...that has never happened. For my brother however that is a different story. His unions while in flight are legendary. Thousand foot falls only to separate just before they would crash to the earth. Most of the time the girls just talk to him more or listen to him prat on about how special he is. I have even seen girls leave their tender down feathers near his perch. .... I am sure it will be different for you Rumble. I don’t think about that much. It will happen or it won’t. Survival of self must come before legacy.”
DM - New World (LMP), Shield of Bahamut
Darkwing Skyyykiller-Aarakocra Monk- Lost in the Endless Tower
Kabarr Caldera- Fire Genasi- Fighter - Cold Cash
Talley Tafoia-Genasi Cleric-Rising of the Accursed Dragon
Rumble rumbles and strokes his chin with the most serious expression on his face that anyone has ever seen out of the relatively easy going genasi. "Soooo, like, uhh… I get we're ya coming from. Really! I do... but uh... hmmm..." With a small clap, he leaves his hands pressed together just in front of his lips for a second before pointing them to Dark. "You were absolutely right. But I 'preciate it. And if on the off chance I wind up getting the attention of one of yer folk -- which again, technically makes our folk--" He shrugs, "I won't forget." On that note, Rumble sits back on the chest.
"One more thing, Mr. Dark... The way ya fight... Think you can, d-uhm, teach me a thing or two?" He asks then looks down at his hands. "I'm pretty strong, don't get me wrong. But.. I dunno…"
When you realize you're doing too much: Signature.
Thursday will also sit out the sand bath. She had been looking outwardly disappointed at the prospect of rubbing dirt on herself to make herself clean...
Thursday chuckles a little bit, "Ya know, Rumb, knowing if someone likes you isn't as complex as people make it out to be. Sure there are subtle signs -- but if you're looking for love, being honest about your feelings is never the wrong move."
Gash - Lvl14 Goblin Wizard - The High Court of the Aasimar Queen
With little else to do in order to clean herself, Mara can only shrug and move towards the strange sand baths. Due to being the only female that agreed to go in she will move away from the other party memebers to look for a bath.
Rekuberk Onc Level 8 | Half Orc | Barbarian (The Tales of the Fellowship of the White Cloaks)
Kayassa Level 3 | Satyr | Warlock (Cleath13's LMoP)
Bertolt Silentlash Level 3 | Variant Human | Bard (Our Little Lives Kept in Equipoise: Death House)
Daerthe Narcion Level 4 | Drow | Rogue (Karmoli's Great Upheaval)
Darnell eyes the sand warily.
"This seems like a bad idea," he mutters, lifting his arm to sniff, then recoiling.
"Em. I do need the cleaning though."
And that's all I have to say about that.
Rumble jumps in his seat and nearly falls off the chest going "Sweet Chauntae!" It's almost as if he /just/ realized Thursday had stayed behind. For a brief few moments, whatever exhaustion he obviously felt following the ritual had been replaced by panic. "Don't -- Do that! Sheesh..." He says, patting his chest. After listening to the rest (but with his eyes elsewhere the whole time!), Rumble grumbles and folds his arms. "I-I-It ain't th-that! I-I was just curious, ya know? Back 'ome… I never really had, uhm… well back where I'm from, all this--" He waves up and down at himself. "Ain't 'xactly what ya call normal. 'less you were from further south according to grandpa."
"So I never... I-I always been curious, is all. 'nd I thought after that whole bug incident that I might not..." He frowns and starts rubbing at his chest plate. "I thought why not now, ya now?"
When you realize you're doing too much: Signature.