Italian? I think it is.. I have been far and wide across the great land and have never laid eyes on and actual live in person warforge.. I have heard stories.. and tales but never got the fortune of coming face to face with one...
That blade u have there that is some mighty fine craftmanship.. almost would say it's of dwarven quality...
Chatra.... Slayer of dragons.... Grom strokes his beard and thinks deep.. I havent heard of a dragon in these parts for many moons and I've seen many a moons.
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The tiny halfling Chatra stands on the table and starts playing his lute. Strumming the strings and as everyone starts to look at him he sings a song about legendary hero’s and how the have come to save the day.
does anyone need a hero today? If you do, well come and see the group here at table three!
We are here to save the day, so come on by and see this group of heroes alive. If you have a job we are here to stay and save the day, it is what we will do today!
Hahaha! Well fair enough. Grom is it you say? Well good thing the world is much larger then just these parts here you see. For I have been all around the world for all to see.
Tailen starts to move over to the table closest to the dwarf, sheathing the first Greatsword and drawing the second one right before he sits down. When an ale is passed his way he simply ignores it as if it was just a new barrier in his way as he continues to clean and polish his sword.
Italian? I think it is.. I have been far and wide across the great land and have never laid eyes on and actual live in person warforge.. I have heard stories.. and tales but never got the fortune of coming face to face with one...
That blade u have there that is some mighty fine craftmanship.. almost would say it's of dwarven quality...
Talien looks over at you and simply states. I was given that sword... (referring to the sword in the scabbard on his back) It is my first memory when I was....(he seems to look for the right word and finally says) Created. This sword (he gestures to the one in his hand currently) I took off of one of my slain brethren in battle once he fell, and I plan to reforge it one day. I do not know who made them, but they are all etched with our rune on them. (referring to the rune on his face)
Talien looks over at you and simply states. I was given that sword... (referring to the sword in the scabbard on his back) It is my first memory when I was....(he seems to look for the right word and finally says) Created. This sword (he gestures to the one in his hand currently) I took off of one of my slain brethren in battle once he fell, and I plan to reforge it one day. I do not know who made them, but they are all etched with our rune on them. (referring to the rune on his face)
Alten to Talien
"Unlike Grombrindale here, I've never even heard of a Warforged. I have many questions. If you are a creation, who created or owns you? Are you like a Golem? Where do you come from? How many more are there like you?"
Tailen slides the mug down in the direction on Alten, then continues to wipe his sword down and We do not consume food or drink. We do not sleep or breath, but we must remain...still...for 6 hours a day. I don't know who created me, but it happened in the Creation Forge. I do not know what you mean by owned by someone. I do not know of this Golem you speak of either. I remember my first...(pauses and thinks for the proper word) memory...is of a fellow Warforged who was my master handing me MY sword, and then we gathered and trained as a group. There was 8 students in my class, I alone survived. There were not many more made after me to my knowledge and I do not know how many..(pauses and thinks for the proper word about 7 seconds, and is completely and unnaturally still)...precede me.He finishes the wipe down of his sword, stows it in one swift motion, and pulls out a dagger from his belt starting to clean it. When you look at the dagger, you notice every surface is already polished to a sheen, and every edge is razor sharp, just like the swords.
FASCINATING!! I must hear more of this tale. Tell me about this battle where your brethren fell and how did you alone survive. You truly must be heroic to have been the sole survivor of such a treacherous fight. How Many enemies did you kill and who was it? How did your brethren fall in battle! I MUST KNOW THIS STORY ! Tell me everything, all the details, don’t leave any bit out!
Tailen, still cleaning his dagger, tilts his head, replies As far as I can remember, from the day I was created, It has been 1584 days. He then stows his dagger in the sheath and walks over to the Rune Axe, picks it up, and starts cleaning it as he makes his way back over to were he was seated.
FASCINATING!! I must hear more of this tale. Tell me about this battle where your brethren fell and how did you alone survive. You truly must be heroic to have been the sole survivor of such a treacherous fight. How Many enemies did you kill and who was it? How did your brethren fall in battle! I MUST KNOW THIS STORY ! Tell me everything, all the details, don’t leave any bit out!
As Talien is cleaning the Rune Axe, his eyes turn red and he says. Before my master chose an...apprentice, we had a fight in the ring after 1337 days. The eight of us gathered, and I alone walked out...as for my master.Eyes not returning back to blue My master fell in our 8th battle together, and he had the instructions to return home and I do not know how to go back, not that there is anything there for me. I killed his attacker but found myself alone after the battle was over.
Chatra looks embarrassed for a few seconds and says in a vibrant and happy tone.
Oh... hmm....well.... I’m sorry..... I don’t not mean to upset you. That is not all what I expected of your story. As great and tragic as it is , I don’t mean to bring up such horrible memories.I thought it was going to be quite different...... and happier to be honest.
Horrible memories? What is this you speak of? Or is this more of your word puzzles? Talien says while turning the axe over and starting on the other side.
Trying to avoid the awkward moment that Chatra can’t seem to smooth talk his way out of . He changes his focus to Alten and ask him.
Well how bout you? You look like you have some grand tales you could tell! You look like quite the intriguing fellow and I’m sure you have an epic tale to tell.
To everyone at the table its just a Fancy Axe that he is polishing...
To Talien:
Everytime he gets close to the middle of the axe head there is a red ruby.. when his hands are close there is some small arcs of arcane energy that arch off the ruby and thru the blade and might possibly have some effect on him im not sure... Not noticeable arcs that it would be bright or anyone would notice who is not directly staring at the blade as his hands pass the middle... Just with ur handling it and holding it you might get the sense there is more to this axe then meets the eye..
Grom at first was very hesitant about him just grabbing his axe.. but watching him handle it with care and seeing how he treats his own weapons he doesnt say a word. but he doesnt take his eyes off u the whole time.
Chatra: "you shouldn't just ask people who have been to war how many people they have killed, and then asking them about how his brothers in arms died... that can be a very touchy subject..."
83 is how many haven fallen from my sword Talien says (taking no insult as he seems void of emotions except that red flash of his eyes in killing the other apprentices) to the group as he finished polishing the axe and walks over to set it down in its previous position. But i am not sure what brother in arms means. He walks back over to the table, before sitting he expertly grabs Alten's glaive and takes his previous place, and starting to clean and polish it.
(my character will continue to do this to every melee weapon that he see's available that anyone has visible, in a step by step process)
"Yeah... I'm starting to think maybe this was a mistake," Rees said, watching from the corner of the tavern as a strange group began to inquire about the posting. She shifted back into the shadows as best she could (she was fairly small, though not nearly as small as that halfling who'd just walked in) and shook her head, looking over at her companion. Long black hair framed her pale face and her dark eyebrows pulled low over icy pale blue eyes. "That's an awful lot of competition for this thing and we don't even know what it is or, more importantly, how much they're paying." Her teeth worried her bottom lip and for just the briefest of moments they appeared too sharp for her human form but it was quick enough that no one was likely to notice except for the woman sitting across from her. "On the other hand," she mused, "If it's drawn this much attention, maybe it's a lot of money. What do you think?"
Grom will cup his hands around his mouth and attempt to make a coughing impression. Performance17 -during so he will cast message in the direction of the dark corner and just say "Come join us, have a seat and introduce your self"
[OOC: check me out with the tags and rolls ha ha ha ]
Italian? I think it is.. I have been far and wide across the great land and have never laid eyes on and actual live in person warforge.. I have heard stories.. and tales but never got the fortune of coming face to face with one...
That blade u have there that is some mighty fine craftmanship.. almost would say it's of dwarven quality...
Grombrindal "The White Dwarf" (Dwarf - Wizard) - Fenris_Worldsbane's Tales from the Yawning Portal
Chatra.... Slayer of dragons.... Grom strokes his beard and thinks deep.. I havent heard of a dragon in these parts for many moons and I've seen many a moons.
Grombrindal "The White Dwarf" (Dwarf - Wizard) - Fenris_Worldsbane's Tales from the Yawning Portal
The tiny halfling Chatra stands on the table and starts playing his lute. Strumming the strings and as everyone starts to look at him he sings a song about legendary hero’s and how the have come to save the day.
performance 15
and when he finishes he ask the crowd
does anyone need a hero today? If you do, well come and see the group here at table three!
We are here to save the day, so come on by and see this group of heroes alive. If you have a job we are here to stay and save the day, it is what we will do today!
Chatra laughs heavily and responds to Grom.
Hahaha! Well fair enough. Grom is it you say? Well good thing the world is much larger then just these parts here you see. For I have been all around the world for all to see.
Tailen starts to move over to the table closest to the dwarf, sheathing the first Greatsword and drawing the second one right before he sits down. When an ale is passed his way he simply ignores it as if it was just a new barrier in his way as he continues to clean and polish his sword.
Warforged Fighter Talien
Talien looks over at you and simply states. I was given that sword... (referring to the sword in the scabbard on his back) It is my first memory when I was....(he seems to look for the right word and finally says) Created. This sword (he gestures to the one in his hand currently) I took off of one of my slain brethren in battle once he fell, and I plan to reforge it one day. I do not know who made them, but they are all etched with our rune on them. (referring to the rune on his face)
Warforged Fighter Talien
to Chatra
"Twas a nice song. I'm sorry to say I've not heard of the legend of Chatra, either."
Looking at Tailen and the ignored mug of ale
"Does one such as yourself consume food or drink? If not, may I? Fine ale should never go to waste."
"Fiction is the lie through which we tell the truth." A Camus
Alten to Talien
"Unlike Grombrindale here, I've never even heard of a Warforged. I have many questions. If you are a creation, who created or owns you? Are you like a Golem? Where do you come from? How many more are there like you?"
"Fiction is the lie through which we tell the truth." A Camus
Tailen slides the mug down in the direction on Alten, then continues to wipe his sword down and We do not consume food or drink. We do not sleep or breath, but we must remain...still...for 6 hours a day. I don't know who created me, but it happened in the Creation Forge. I do not know what you mean by owned by someone. I do not know of this Golem you speak of either. I remember my first...(pauses and thinks for the proper word) memory...is of a fellow Warforged who was my master handing me MY sword, and then we gathered and trained as a group. There was 8 students in my class, I alone survived. There were not many more made after me to my knowledge and I do not know how many..(pauses and thinks for the proper word about 7 seconds, and is completely and unnaturally still)...precede me. He finishes the wipe down of his sword, stows it in one swift motion, and pulls out a dagger from his belt starting to clean it. When you look at the dagger, you notice every surface is already polished to a sheen, and every edge is razor sharp, just like the swords.
Warforged Fighter Talien
Raises the glass in a salute.
"Interesting. How long have you been . . . alive? Active? What word would you use? "
OOC - I'm taking it for granted that it is clear enough that a Warforged isn't a biological being
"Fiction is the lie through which we tell the truth." A Camus
Chatra intrigued by this tale ask Tailen
FASCINATING!! I must hear more of this tale. Tell me about this battle where your brethren fell and how did you alone survive. You truly must be heroic to have been the sole survivor of such a treacherous fight. How Many enemies did you kill and who was it? How did your brethren fall in battle! I MUST KNOW THIS STORY ! Tell me everything, all the details, don’t leave any bit out!
Tailen, still cleaning his dagger, tilts his head, replies As far as I can remember, from the day I was created, It has been 1584 days. He then stows his dagger in the sheath and walks over to the Rune Axe, picks it up, and starts cleaning it as he makes his way back over to were he was seated.
Warforged Fighter Talien
Chatra starts strumming his lute lightly. Providing a light but sad melody trying to invoke a telling tale from Talien
performance22
he quickly stops playing as soon as he realises it is quite out of tune from earlier performances. But waits patiently for the tale of wonders.
As Talien is cleaning the Rune Axe, his eyes turn red and he says. Before my master chose an...apprentice, we had a fight in the ring after 1337 days. The eight of us gathered, and I alone walked out...as for my master. Eyes not returning back to blue My master fell in our 8th battle together, and he had the instructions to return home and I do not know how to go back, not that there is anything there for me. I killed his attacker but found myself alone after the battle was over.
Warforged Fighter Talien
Chatra looks embarrassed for a few seconds and says in a vibrant and happy tone.
Oh... hmm....well.... I’m sorry..... I don’t not mean to upset you. That is not all what I expected of your story. As great and tragic as it is , I don’t mean to bring up such horrible memories.I thought it was going to be quite different...... and happier to be honest.
Horrible memories? What is this you speak of? Or is this more of your word puzzles? Talien says while turning the axe over and starting on the other side.
Warforged Fighter Talien
Trying to avoid the awkward moment that Chatra can’t seem to smooth talk his way out of . He changes his focus to Alten and ask him.
Well how bout you? You look like you have some grand tales you could tell! You look like quite the intriguing fellow and I’m sure you have an epic tale to tell.
To everyone at the table its just a Fancy Axe that he is polishing...
To Talien:
Everytime he gets close to the middle of the axe head there is a red ruby.. when his hands are close there is some small arcs of arcane energy that arch off the ruby and thru the blade and might possibly have some effect on him im not sure... Not noticeable arcs that it would be bright or anyone would notice who is not directly staring at the blade as his hands pass the middle... Just with ur handling it and holding it you might get the sense there is more to this axe then meets the eye..
Grom at first was very hesitant about him just grabbing his axe.. but watching him handle it with care and seeing how he treats his own weapons he doesnt say a word. but he doesnt take his eyes off u the whole time.
Chatra:
"you shouldn't just ask people who have been to war how many people they have killed, and then asking them about how his brothers in arms died...
that can be a very touchy subject..."
Grombrindal "The White Dwarf" (Dwarf - Wizard) - Fenris_Worldsbane's Tales from the Yawning Portal
83 is how many haven fallen from my sword Talien says (taking no insult as he seems void of emotions except that red flash of his eyes in killing the other apprentices) to the group as he finished polishing the axe and walks over to set it down in its previous position. But i am not sure what brother in arms means. He walks back over to the table, before sitting he expertly grabs Alten's glaive and takes his previous place, and starting to clean and polish it.
(my character will continue to do this to every melee weapon that he see's available that anyone has visible, in a step by step process)
Warforged Fighter Talien
Grom will cup his hands around his mouth and attempt to make a coughing impression. Performance 17
-during so he will cast message in the direction of the dark corner and just say "Come join us, have a seat and introduce your self"
[OOC: check me out with the tags and rolls ha ha ha ]
Grombrindal "The White Dwarf" (Dwarf - Wizard) - Fenris_Worldsbane's Tales from the Yawning Portal
