Wraeven stands next to Ayra as they wait outside for everyone to assemble. "You know I think you'll be happier with that backpack. It is going to be much easier to travel with than the storage trunk. Do you need to send word to your family about your journey?" he checks over her gear, tightening straps and making sure there is nothing hanging from the pack. "I know how mothers worry." he says quietly.
Ayra
To Wraeven, as he helps her adjust her backpack: "Thank you. It feels a little strange, but yes, I agree that it will be more suitable.
"I don't plan to send word to my father just yet. I ... believe he understands that I need to follow my own path right now. He may worry, but I hope that he will also be proud of my independence."
Alesandair, you are startled slightly as Crackle's branches begin unwinding slowly almost like a pile of snakes writhing. He will get what Agozur asks for and wave off compensation.
The Tortle will slowly turn to Sorvas as the creature on his nail flits away. "Indeed we have not met you before, unless we have, but then who knows. Sprauchle is here to serve, how may we serve you, our pained friend?"
How do you know of my pain?Sorvas instantly responds warily of him now, hand moving just a fraction to his weapon. Eyeing the Tortle closely, not quiet hostile, but definitely unfriendly.
Sprauchle just smiled a turtle-lipped smile, "We all wear our pain in different ways, but scars have a way of showing themselves." Nodding, he will turn toward a nearby field of grass and start walking off.
Looking from Agozur to Crackle and back to Agozur, "Hmm..he seems to respond better to you than I Agozur, would you be so kind as to ask him if he keeps any healing potions around? If not, then i will just take a bag of ball bearings if he has any of those either. I'd be greatly obliged since i don't speak the language of the trees, unless i use telepathy. But, for some reason that seems to bother others when they hear voices in their heads.....i guess eventually you just grow used to it.." he trails off
Sprauchle just smiled a turtle-lipped smile, "We all wear our pain in different ways, but scars have a way of showing themselves." Nodding, he will turn toward a nearby field of grass and start walking off.
Before he can get more than a few steps away, Sorvas says, Tell me how my scars are shown to you.
Ayra
To Wraeven, as he helps her adjust her backpack: "Thank you. It feels a little strange, but yes, I agree that it will be more suitable.
"I don't plan to send word to my father just yet. I ... believe he understands that I need to follow my own path right now. He may worry, but I hope that he will also be proud of my independence."
Alesandair, you are startled slightly as Crackle's branches begin unwinding slowly almost like a pile of snakes writhing. He will get what Agozur asks for and wave off compensation.
The Tortle will slowly turn to Sorvas as the creature on his nail flits away. "Indeed we have not met you before, unless we have, but then who knows. Sprauchle is here to serve, how may we serve you, our pained friend?"
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How do you know of my pain? Sorvas instantly responds warily of him now, hand moving just a fraction to his weapon. Eyeing the Tortle closely, not quiet hostile, but definitely unfriendly.
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Sprauchle just smiled a turtle-lipped smile, "We all wear our pain in different ways, but scars have a way of showing themselves." Nodding, he will turn toward a nearby field of grass and start walking off.
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Looking from Agozur to Crackle and back to Agozur, "Hmm..he seems to respond better to you than I Agozur, would you be so kind as to ask him if he keeps any healing potions around? If not, then i will just take a bag of ball bearings if he has any of those either. I'd be greatly obliged since i don't speak the language of the trees, unless i use telepathy. But, for some reason that seems to bother others when they hear voices in their heads.....i guess eventually you just grow used to it.." he trails off
"Mr. Crackle, could you possibly acquire my friend Al some healing potions and a bag of ball bearings?"
Before he can get more than a few steps away, Sorvas says, Tell me how my scars are shown to you.
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Crackle will produce ball bearings, but no healing potions.
Sprauchle will keep moving, but shares while walking away, "It is not for us to tell, but for you to discover, friend."
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With that, is everyone ready to move on?
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yep. Wraeven is ready.
Yup
Sorvas -
Good to go unless the Tortle has a response for me
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[finger guns and winks]
Ayra is all ready :)
Lil - Ready like a rooster that sees the first morning light
Yep, Mobya is ready.
[OCC: who is carrying the babies?]
Agozur will carry one if he got his thing working.
(OOC: Sorvas won't,(and you probably wouldn't accept help in that regard anyway) sorry mates)
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Ayra would take one if it looks like there is a need (I believe that currently Agozur, Lil and Wraeven have them?)
ooc: What does the papoose look like? Is it a baby carrier thing or just a basic basket?
It's a tall, wide basket about 15in thick, with leather shoulder straps
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