((she just appeared on the road thanks RQ, not sure she would have had all that stuff at the time she was in the Spires. So I think you're off the hook.))
[Well unless it comes in handy of course. I mean, if we need to go to a fancy dress party, Ayra's all set ;)]
[META: Sorvas, yes to 7 gold. If you both would work that out in your inventories for your character that would be great :) I know I still need to create the special items so you can equip them BTW.]
How is Mobya doing out by the tree? Lil, Agozur, how are the children? Alesandair, Chromaturgy?
[META: Sorvas, yes to 7 gold. If you both would work that out in your inventories for your character that would be great :) I know I still need to create the special items so you can equip them BTW.]
How is Mobya doing out by the tree? Lil, Agozur, how are the children? Alesandair, Chromaturgy?
(OOC: Done, already had a few things because of my previous travels. It is not anything off the wall. I promise (looks both ways))
Ayra, as you ask him again about the hand cart, he shakes his twiggy head back and forth, a single leaf bouncing from the breeze, but when you mention the chest, he takes a moment to look it over. [Could you describe it for us and then roll a charisma/persuasion check]
As Crackle looks more closely at the chest, Ayra unlocks and opens it for him.
"It is of course, fully lined" she remarks as the rich burgundy velvet interior is revealed. "It was crafted as part of a suite of fine furniture by a prominent leader in the upper tiers of the Writ Spires, for his daughter's chamber. As you can see it is mahogany, and was constructed to be sturdy and practical despite its delicate appearance. The accent carvings depict the silhouette of the Writ Spires themselves. I have always appreciated the way the carvings, while elaborate in their design and beauty, have a subtle placement on the piece which leaves them beautifully understated except under close examination..."
Ayra's voice trails off as she not only realizes that she will be sad to part with this piece, but she also feels an unexpected twinge of nostalgia for home.
"It will most certainly catch the eye of many among your regular clientele" she concludes, with a smile.
persuasion 13 [I may have actually sold it to myself while writing that :P]
Mobya is still meditating, actually now napping, under the tree. The unexpected encounter with the gentle and wise Tortoise gave her a sense of inner peace and bright hope. She placed the warm rock on her chest next to her Druid focus, and peacefully closed her yes, her mind now serene, and fell asleep.
Alesandair, as waves of energy move around you, they channel toward the orbs, but it ends up grounding out into the dull grey that used to be red, which then springs back to life, bouncing and radiating with its red glow. The young elf brushes his hair back out of his face where it had fallen, tossed about by your evocation.
[my mistake. I assumed it was the elf's turn]
After his last move rendered no results, Al will again channel the energy for a guiding bolt and concentrate every last neuron in his brain on transmitting the energy to his orb. He envisions it like that of a neurotransmitter diffusing energy across a synapse in the brain.
Lil with his average skill at keeping the baby as alive as possible will pull a loose thread from his shirt, and begin to pick a piece of wood from the table. "You are doing it all wrong Agozur, Sometimes you just got to stop concentrating so hard on the task at hand and let Destiny take over. Like my momma always said "No use crying over a dropped baby"" Lil will then take the piece of string and wrap it around the loose piece of wood humming a song as he does "You've got a friend in me... You've got a friend in me..." Then extending his arms, holding the baby away from him into an empty space "Here hold this" and then Lil will let go of the baby ....................... into the waiting grasp of Lil's UNSEEN SERVANT
"But Agozur, where would be the fun in that?!? Hahaha. Besides I had to get you back for that bucket of Grey Ooze prank you pulled on me last month. So what is that now? 302 to 302, call it even?" Leaning back in his chair and lifting his hands over his head with a smirk across his face
Shaking his head still holding onto the baby orc "I told you I thought it was a bucket of water... who in their right mind would put a bucket of Grey Ooze onto of a door and wait for their friend to come in so it can splash down on them?"
Sorvas smiles just briefly before returning his face to a normal state at the banter between Agozur and Lil and interjects At least it was not acid. Sorvas says with a straight face, It would have been a more interesting story that way...Then he does grin as he looks at the both of you waiting for a response.
" I known they aint the best looking babies but I'd never drop one in acid. My pa always said "No sense fight'n somethin that can't hit you back. A man doesn't learn his true strength that way, just learns what he fears" "
With his own smirk curling across his face "You father was always a wise man, Lil. In if I remember correctly the bucket was his." turning to Sorvas "We've got many stories that top that one, stick with us and you might learn a few things."
" I known they aint the best looking babies but I'd never drop one in acid. My pa always said "No sense fight'n somethin that can't hit you back. A man doesn't learn his true strength that way, just learns what he fears" "
Talien's face stays motionless but his eyes seem to brighten at this banter. You get the feeling that he is very knowledgeable from books and possibly other sources but lacks social interaction. You can learn your true strength from things that hit you and you cant hit back. It is called inner will and determination to succeed or to find a way to win when the odds are stacked against you.Sorvas turns to Agozur and says, I am not very certain I can learn anything from you two, but I do find you both,(he takes a breath as if searching for the word but you seem to know it is rehearsed) amusing. He then pulls off his bow and checks it over, noting anything that may cause any issues in the future, followed by the rest of his weaponry, still listening to the conversation to follow, but seemingly bored.(Just my character mates, I like you guys personally)
[Well unless it comes in handy of course. I mean, if we need to go to a fancy dress party, Ayra's all set ;)]
[META: Sorvas, yes to 7 gold. If you both would work that out in your inventories for your character that would be great :) I know I still need to create the special items so you can equip them BTW.]
How is Mobya doing out by the tree? Lil, Agozur, how are the children? Alesandair, Chromaturgy?
Dungeon Master - The Chronicle Campaign PbP
[Will do! Was Crackle able to provide a hand cart as well or just everything else requested?]
After Crackle provides everything Ayra requested, she will ask: "Would you be willing to purchase this chest? Not the contents, but the chest itself?"
(OOC: Done, already had a few things because of my previous travels. It is not anything off the wall. I promise (looks both ways))
Warforged Fighter Talien
Ayra, as you ask him again about the hand cart, he shakes his twiggy head back and forth, a single leaf bouncing from the breeze, but when you mention the chest, he takes a moment to look it over. [Could you describe it for us and then roll a charisma/persuasion check]
Dungeon Master - The Chronicle Campaign PbP
I assume the baby orc is being a handful so Agozur is going to make a body cage out of his large hands for him to flail around in.
As Crackle looks more closely at the chest, Ayra unlocks and opens it for him.
"It is of course, fully lined" she remarks as the rich burgundy velvet interior is revealed. "It was crafted as part of a suite of fine furniture by a prominent leader in the upper tiers of the Writ Spires, for his daughter's chamber. As you can see it is mahogany, and was constructed to be sturdy and practical despite its delicate appearance. The accent carvings depict the silhouette of the Writ Spires themselves. I have always appreciated the way the carvings, while elaborate in their design and beauty, have a subtle placement on the piece which leaves them beautifully understated except under close examination..."
Ayra's voice trails off as she not only realizes that she will be sad to part with this piece, but she also feels an unexpected twinge of nostalgia for home.
"It will most certainly catch the eye of many among your regular clientele" she concludes, with a smile.
persuasion 13 [I may have actually sold it to myself while writing that :P]
Mobya is still meditating, actually now napping, under the tree. The unexpected encounter with the gentle and wise Tortoise gave her a sense of inner peace and bright hope. She placed the warm rock on her chest next to her Druid focus, and peacefully closed her yes, her mind now serene, and fell asleep.
[Mobya is prepared for the trip, gear-wise]
[my mistake. I assumed it was the elf's turn]
After his last move rendered no results, Al will again channel the energy for a guiding bolt and concentrate every last neuron in his brain on transmitting the energy to his orb. He envisions it like that of a neurotransmitter diffusing energy across a synapse in the brain.
Attack: 18
damage: 10
Lil with his average skill at keeping the baby as alive as possible will pull a loose thread from his shirt, and begin to pick a piece of wood from the table. "You are doing it all wrong Agozur, Sometimes you just got to stop concentrating so hard on the task at hand and let Destiny take over. Like my momma always said "No use crying over a dropped baby"" Lil will then take the piece of string and wrap it around the loose piece of wood humming a song as he does "You've got a friend in me... You've got a friend in me..." Then extending his arms, holding the baby away from him into an empty space "Here hold this" and then Lil will let go of the baby ....................... into the waiting grasp of Lil's UNSEEN SERVANT
Agozur will jerk forward to catch the baby before noticing the baby is just floating in the air "Maybe you should warn me next time."
"But Agozur, where would be the fun in that?!? Hahaha. Besides I had to get you back for that bucket of Grey Ooze prank you pulled on me last month. So what is that now? 302 to 302, call it even?" Leaning back in his chair and lifting his hands over his head with a smirk across his face
Shaking his head still holding onto the baby orc "I told you I thought it was a bucket of water... who in their right mind would put a bucket of Grey Ooze onto of a door and wait for their friend to come in so it can splash down on them?"
Sorvas smiles just briefly before returning his face to a normal state at the banter between Agozur and Lil and interjects At least it was not acid. Sorvas says with a straight face, It would have been a more interesting story that way...Then he does grin as he looks at the both of you waiting for a response.
Warforged Fighter Talien
" I known they aint the best looking babies but I'd never drop one in acid. My pa always said "No sense fight'n somethin that can't hit you back. A man doesn't learn his true strength that way, just learns what he fears" "
With his own smirk curling across his face "You father was always a wise man, Lil. In if I remember correctly the bucket was his." turning to Sorvas "We've got many stories that top that one, stick with us and you might learn a few things."
Talien's face stays motionless but his eyes seem to brighten at this banter. You get the feeling that he is very knowledgeable from books and possibly other sources but lacks social interaction. You can learn your true strength from things that hit you and you cant hit back. It is called inner will and determination to succeed or to find a way to win when the odds are stacked against you. Sorvas turns to Agozur and says, I am not very certain I can learn anything from you two, but I do find you both, (he takes a breath as if searching for the word but you seem to know it is rehearsed) amusing. He then pulls off his bow and checks it over, noting anything that may cause any issues in the future, followed by the rest of his weaponry, still listening to the conversation to follow, but seemingly bored. (Just my character mates, I like you guys personally)
Warforged Fighter Talien
OOC: We purposely made goofy characters
Slowly looking over to Lil trying to be subtle "I've never thought of joining forces with you before today, Lil."
(ooc I like your characters so far 😁)
Warforged Fighter Talien
Wraeven
To Lil, Agozur and Sorvas. "Is the plan to walk or should we hire horses? You said it was 6 days travel?" Wraeven whispers.
Wraeven hoists the baby onto the other hip and has adopted a subtle bouncing motion which seems to have pacified the now sleeping cub.