You see what seem like a mass of foot steps leading behind the village to the smoke, some animals and other creatures stay as they are in there holdings, but it would seem what ever is happening over there has the attention of the entire tribe. * your rolls were all a success*
You walk towards the smoke in the jungle stead fast and ready for anything, now would be the time to cast or use any protections or affects one might have.
Sumazura will step off of the path made by the villagers and try to progress cautiously.
12 Stealth
As she attempts to use the forest/brush for cover on her pursuit she will also scan the forest and trail for any thing moving.
6 Perception
You successfully approach the fire. You stand behind a massive tree and in front of you sets some kind of jungle bush that keeps you from being spotted.
In a surprisingly natural clearing of the jungle stands a massive bonfire in the center of the clearing. The area itself is about 70 feet away. Some of the younger natives dance and chant around the fire, most of the tribe however seem to be in a mass in front of the fire. They all stand around a opening in the group where you see two adult natives facing each other about 7 feet from one another.
No one seems to have noticed you yet, they all stand fixated on the two in the center of the group. This must be a serious situation if not even a single soul among them is chatting.
You stand in front of the Tribal Elders, everyone from the tribe huddles around the ceremonial battle stage. The Elders proclaim that the gods will be watching to judge whether or not your claims are true. Then they simultaneously raise there hands to the heavens, their thumbs and pinkie fingers closed. (The ritualistic sign that is noticed as a means of good luck and fortune in battle. This is also the last step in the ritual before they lower their hands simultaneously ,again, when the elders hands are completly by there side the match begins.)
Their hands lower, almost as if they were in slow motion.
*OOC* I know alot of intense things are happening and about to go down but i have some things to do for a bit so im going to have to leave everyone on a cliffhanger for couple hours XD im sorry i love how the campaign is going i hope everyone is enjoying whats happened so far. I might enroll a 2nd DM to help the flow of everything and to make stuff more random but ill have to think about it some more
Amygdala speaks primordial to his brethren " I hope you are prepared as I!" Amygdala prays to the Moon Goddess Xuenesh first then to the nature spirits of the Ordun'Ra Then cast in entangled with staff of the Wildwood then strafe as the battle starts, throw caltrops on top of him to further immobilize his movement then move in plant scrap metal around him farther away an attempt to subdue him.
(Rusty hears everything as he slowly stumbles back and forth in there general direction at this point.)
Thokk notices's the drunkard approaching and changed his speech slightly before the Elf catches his attention " I know who is supplying the Dragons Heir. .(You have heard of this before, from the streets, a new substance that enhances all the natural qualities of a being, in some cases the outcome is staggering. Of course you have heard from first hand consumers that the withdraw is at a great price, and the reason there have been so many deaths is because of a new strain that completely takes you to "another level of existance" quote un quote). He spoke the words with reassurance.
"I can only give you this riddle to find out what's really behind "the mask" " he proclaims before he begins speaking in High Elvin "Tuin who afad-, are tuin who tegi-, minn- i sanctum a see" he then hands you a sack of coins before he is assaulted. Both of you were snuck up on by someone while you were deep into negotiations.
A hand takes hold of the elf's shoulder and you hear a meekly voice of what you now notice as the bum that was staggering towards the two of you. "Spare some copper?" A strange voice utters.
Before you know it the elf and drunkard have collapsed, you instinctively stache away the coins and then. .
*OOC* Re- Re- edited that, now to continue.
Rusty- Your plan works out perfectly, except as you are going down and you attempt to stab the other suspect you miss. You and the elf fall to the ground. In the downward spiral, literally, his struggle spun the two of you around. Your full weight slamming him hard on the alleyway. Hes not moving.
Thokk-____________________________________________________________________________________________________***Im not sure what your reaction will be so if you have to private message me or react and ill do necessary calculations***
Nawien answered with a quit smile: - I am too sweet for them, they afraid of cavities.
She was no less excited than Ben, probably more - after all he was supposed to be used to such escapades.
- Anyway, where we going? - asked she hurrying to catch up with her guard.
"That i don't even know lovely, I do know that we are to meet the customer in a back alley close to third ring wall. Just east of the gate. He is a Highblood Elf from The Floating Isle. His name is Eldaire Silvyn and he's not one to mess with. I also hear that he is very snobbish toward any race that isn't pure blood or moreover pure blood elf. To get to the point, he's a high roller and the boss was more than happy to make this bargain with him. From what I understand Eldaire speaks common tongue but Alexander Barterkus Ennis, or Alex, our boss (he says mockingly), wants you to do the exchange in High Elven. He also mentioned how you knew the language from a previous mentor that had you study all kinds of ancient texts." He says this with an awkward smile and slightly blushes.
"I admire the side of you i havnt seen yet" ( that is your magical origins.)
In this time yall have stopped in the middlr of the streets, not even realizing the deep conversation yall are having. He then continues walking and turns sharply behind a corner of a shop.
- I can also sing a bit and about to become a champion of "Golden Goose" in darts, - laughed Nawien though a bit absentmindedly as surprisingly long speech from Ben sent her thoughts racing. She tried to recall all she knew about The Floating Isle and Bloodelves. She was trembling with excitement now and had to take a deep breath and order herself to calm down - she had to look confident and under no circumstances fail. The idea to ask why such secrecy and what kind of customer operates at night did not even cross her mind.
- But yes, Elvish do speak and always welcome some practice. - She finally noticed they stopped, - Should not we hurry then?
Your memories of The Floating Isles are patchey, halfway due to the fact that the longer yall walk the more the more crowded the streets become. Thus having to concentrate on staying close to Ben. What you do remember is that they were created long before any traceable ancestors even existed. They are floating land masses in the desert area that have been connected to a source of magic unlike any other. They have been like that since before anyone could take records however, through magic and ancient knowledges gained over the centuries scholars have found that a great even occurred. They believe that a massive release of this energy dispersed into the universe, there are only a hand full of times even mentioned where this phenomenon has been said to exist.
The Ancient Elves of what was known as De'El'DelDeichee interacted with with the floating masses over several years, they even colonized some of these "islands". And so its known that these HighBlood desert Elves colonized the Floating Isles. Its been nearly a century sense they abandoned there old City Entirely. The Floating Isles are well known for there magical practices and even have, arguably, the finest magical institute known. They have more advanced technologies and understandings than any other race or colony, however if your not of a pureblood elven lineage then you have to have special clearance to enter the city.
Naiwien turns the corner of the shop to find Ben already stuffing his face and sitting down at a night owls lounge. " Here we are" he says through the muffled sound of chewing his food. After a minute or two he chokes down whats left in his hand and takes a few big gulps of ale? from the smell of it. "He should be here by now, lets give em a few more minutes. That is if you dont mind enjoying a meal together" his food arrives then, Boar Roast covered in a "secret recipe", and dipped in pure honey from a Harvesting Bee.
(Rusty hears everything as he slowly stumbles back and forth in there general direction at this point.)
Thokk notices's the drunkard approaching and changed his speech slightly before the Elf catches his attention " I know who is supplying the Dragons Heir. .(You have heard of this before, from the streets, a new substance that enhances all the natural qualities of a being, in some cases the outcome is staggering. Of course you have heard from first hand consumers that the withdraw is at a great price, and the reason there have been so many deaths is because of a new strain that completely takes you to "another level of existance" quote un quote). He spoke the words with reassurance.
"I can only give you this riddle to find out what's really behind "the mask" " he proclaims before he begins speaking in High Elvin "Tuin who afad-, are tuin who tegi-, minn- i sanctum a see" he then hands you a sack of coins before he is assaulted. Both of you were snuck up on by someone while you were deep into negotiations.
A hand takes hold of the elf's shoulder and you hear a meekly voice of what you now notice as the bum that was staggering towards the two of you. "Spare some copper?" A strange voice utters.
Before you know it the elf and drunkard have collapsed, you instinctively stache away the coins and then. .
*OOC* Re- Re- edited that, now to continue.
Rusty- Your plan works out perfectly, except as you are going down and you attempt to stab the other suspect you miss. You and the elf fall to the ground. In the downward spiral, literally, his struggle spun the two of you around. Your full weight slamming him hard on the alleyway. Hes not moving.
Thokk-____________________________________________________________________________________________________***Im not sure what your reaction will be so if you have to private message me or react and ill do necessary calculations***
Thokk - After pocketing the sack of coins, unable to take joy in the weight of it due to seeing this gear head take down his customer Thokk rushes forward pulling out his dagger and with the golem on the ground on top of the Elf he attempts to grapple him in the hopes to find out, "What in any of the hells is happening."
Nawien answered with a quit smile: - I am too sweet for them, they afraid of cavities.
She was no less excited than Ben, probably more - after all he was supposed to be used to such escapades.
- Anyway, where we going? - asked she hurrying to catch up with her guard.
"That i don't even know lovely, I do know that we are to meet the customer in a back alley close to third ring wall. Just east of the gate. He is a Highblood Elf from The Floating Isle. His name is Eldaire Silvyn and he's not one to mess with. I also hear that he is very snobbish toward any race that isn't pure blood or moreover pure blood elf. To get to the point, he's a high roller and the boss was more than happy to make this bargain with him. From what I understand Eldaire speaks common tongue but Alexander Barterkus Ennis, or Alex, our boss (he says mockingly), wants you to do the exchange in High Elven. He also mentioned how you knew the language from a previous mentor that had you study all kinds of ancient texts." He says this with an awkward smile and slightly blushes.
"I admire the side of you i havnt seen yet" ( that is your magical origins.)
In this time yall have stopped in the middlr of the streets, not even realizing the deep conversation yall are having. He then continues walking and turns sharply behind a corner of a shop.
- I can also sing a bit and about to become a champion of "Golden Goose" in darts, - laughed Nawien though a bit absentmindedly as surprisingly long speech from Ben sent her thoughts racing. She tried to recall all she knew about The Floating Isle and Bloodelves. She was trembling with excitement now and had to take a deep breath and order herself to calm down - she had to look confident and under no circumstances fail. The idea to ask why such secrecy and what kind of customer operates at night did not even cross her mind.
- But yes, Elvish do speak and always welcome some practice. - She finally noticed they stopped, - Should not we hurry then?
Your memories of The Floating Isles are patchey, halfway due to the fact that the longer yall walk the more the more crowded the streets become. Thus having to concentrate on staying close to Ben. What you do remember is that they were created long before any traceable ancestors even existed. They are floating land masses in the desert area that have been connected to a source of magic unlike any other. They have been like that since before anyone could take records however, through magic and ancient knowledges gained over the centuries scholars have found that a great even occurred. They believe that a massive release of this energy dispersed into the universe, there are only a hand full of times even mentioned where this phenomenon has been said to exist.
The Ancient Elves of what was known as De'El'DelDeichee interacted with with the floating masses over several years, they even colonized some of these "islands". And so its known that these HighBlood desert Elves colonized the Floating Isles. Its been nearly a century sense they abandoned there old City Entirely. The Floating Isles are well known for there magical practices and even have, arguably, the finest magical institute known. They have more advanced technologies and understandings than any other race or colony, however if your not of a pureblood elven lineage then you have to have special clearance to enter the city.
Naiwien turns the corner of the shop to find Ben already stuffing his face and sitting down at a night owls lounge. " Here we are" he says through the muffled sound of chewing his food. After a minute or two he chokes down whats left in his hand and takes a few big gulps of ale? from the smell of it. "He should be here by now, lets give em a few more minutes. That is if you dont mind enjoying a meal together" his food arrives then, Boar Roast covered in a "secret recipe", and dipped in pure honey from a Harvesting Bee.
Food of any kind was the last thing Nawien could think of right now. She was busy trying to look more as an employee (of a sort) than a crazy gaper in a menagerie, waiting for appearance of a rare beast. Finally she gave up and decided to vent a bit with Ben as a literally captivated audience:
- Do you know much about Floating Islands? Well, let me tell you...
From that moment on Ben was eating with accompaniment of every story Nawien could remember about Islands and HighBlood-ers aka "desert tribes who get lucky". Sometimes she was commenting some part of the story on Elvish but Nawien suspected Ben did not listen anyway and she could speak Draconic for all he cared.
(Rusty hears everything as he slowly stumbles back and forth in there general direction at this point.)
Thokk notices's the drunkard approaching and changed his speech slightly before the Elf catches his attention " I know who is supplying the Dragons Heir. .(You have heard of this before, from the streets, a new substance that enhances all the natural qualities of a being, in some cases the outcome is staggering. Of course you have heard from first hand consumers that the withdraw is at a great price, and the reason there have been so many deaths is because of a new strain that completely takes you to "another level of existance" quote un quote). He spoke the words with reassurance.
"I can only give you this riddle to find out what's really behind "the mask" " he proclaims before he begins speaking in High Elvin "Tuin who afad-, are tuin who tegi-, minn- i sanctum a see" he then hands you a sack of coins before he is assaulted. Both of you were snuck up on by someone while you were deep into negotiations.
A hand takes hold of the elf's shoulder and you hear a meekly voice of what you now notice as the bum that was staggering towards the two of you. "Spare some copper?" A strange voice utters.
Before you know it the elf and drunkard have collapsed, you instinctively stache away the coins and then. .
*OOC* Re- Re- edited that, now to continue.
Rusty- Your plan works out perfectly, except as you are going down and you attempt to stab the other suspect you miss. You and the elf fall to the ground. In the downward spiral, literally, his struggle spun the two of you around. Your full weight slamming him hard on the alleyway. Hes not moving.
Thokk-____________________________________________________________________________________________________***Im not sure what your reaction will be so if you have to private message me or react and ill do necessary calculations***
Thokk - After pocketing the sack of coins, unable to take joy in the weight of it due to seeing this gear head take down his customer Thokk rushes forward pulling out his dagger and with the golem on the ground on top of the Elf he attempts to grapple him in the hopes to find out, "What in any of the hells is happening."
(Rusty hears everything as he slowly stumbles back and forth in there general direction at this point.)
Thokk notices's the drunkard approaching and changed his speech slightly before the Elf catches his attention " I know who is supplying the Dragons Heir. .(You have heard of this before, from the streets, a new substance that enhances all the natural qualities of a being, in some cases the outcome is staggering. Of course you have heard from first hand consumers that the withdraw is at a great price, and the reason there have been so many deaths is because of a new strain that completely takes you to "another level of existance" quote un quote). He spoke the words with reassurance.
"I can only give you this riddle to find out what's really behind "the mask" " he proclaims before he begins speaking in High Elvin "Tuin who afad-, are tuin who tegi-, minn- i sanctum a see" he then hands you a sack of coins before he is assaulted. Both of you were snuck up on by someone while you were deep into negotiations.
A hand takes hold of the elf's shoulder and you hear a meekly voice of what you now notice as the bum that was staggering towards the two of you. "Spare some copper?" A strange voice utters.
Before you know it the elf and drunkard have collapsed, you instinctively stache away the coins and then. .
*OOC* Re- Re- edited that, now to continue.
Rusty- Your plan works out perfectly, except as you are going down and you attempt to stab the other suspect you miss. You and the elf fall to the ground. In the downward spiral, literally, his struggle spun the two of you around. Your full weight slamming him hard on the alleyway. Hes not moving.
Thokk-____________________________________________________________________________________________________***Im not sure what your reaction will be so if you have to private message me or react and ill do necessary calculations***
Thokk - After pocketing the sack of coins, unable to take joy in the weight of it due to seeing this gear head take down his customer Thokk rushes forward pulling out his dagger and with the golem on the ground on top of the Elf he attempts to grapple him in the hopes to find out, "What in any of the hells is happening."
Athletics Roll - 8 + 2 (Modifier) =10
Thokk
You approach the mechanoid dagger ready, before reaching out to your customer and attempting to save him you notice a thick, red puddle underneath the two. The bum still hasnt recovered from the stunt as he is entangled in a couple hundred pounds of elf meat. *OOC*~ LMFAO~
Several things come to mind immediately like, if hes dead or going to die someone somewhere will find out, and your not quiet sure if you want to be around if that happens. On the other hand saving his life could equally be benificial. Or you kow just taking all his things including the product you just sold him, and dipping out.
“I only arrived a few days ago. Have yet to go into the city. I wanted to get a feel for the place first. It sounds like there is a lot going on right now.” Marun took a long drink from his mug. “I had a business partnership that went sour. They forced me out without cause. I am just looking to find my feet again. Rebuild my reputation. Is there someone I should be in contact with who might need my help?”
Laaz " Thiss isss a verrry. . . complicated city." he replies before continuing to talk with you. "There are always all kinds of thingsss happening in and around Ring City"
*slithers tongue in and out*
" I might know a few individualsss that may need an extra arm or two, what skills do you possesssss? Or maybe sssomething you might be better at than others?"
OOC: Sorry I have been absent, I have been away on a trip and had limited time to get involved. I only included the 2 quotes as it had been a while since the last post so you could pick up the thread again.
"Well I spent quite a bit of time sailing. You know, helping manage cargo, acquisitions, occasionally having to protect our assets." Marun plays with the handle of his mace for a moment where it hangs from his belt, pondering how much he should say. "Also, I am more than capable of holding my own in a brawl if it came to that." Marun finishes his drink in one long pull and bangs the mug down on the counter to emphasise his point.
"Know anyone around who could use a bit of muscle who doesn't mind getting their hands dirty?"
Gia seems to have sobered up just a little, your dance has had him occupied sense the last big swig, nearly 40 minutes ago. Your escapade went on longer than you thought (although there seems to be no complaints since almost everyone still has there attention directed towards you) . You on the other hand are one sip away from being hammered, smashed, or in other terms, totally wasted *lol*. (Perk){Adverse Drinker} - Your insatiable desire and capability to drink makes you less intoxicated.
*Character Trait* Your knowledge of alcoholic beverages is vast. However, your character notices something she has never experienced with this tonic. It intensifies even after consumption, it evens out and distributes the alcohol evenly over a longer period of time.
Your words to the bard are understandable to say the least and he guides you toward the back of the tavern. The crowd starts dissipating back to there usual besides a group or two that stand in front of the stage.They still talk loudly( mostly of your performance) and sipp on there drinks.
The bard stands 2 or 3 feet in front of what would seem like the back door, he motions his hands up a flight of steps for you and Gia to ascend. At the end of the stairs is a very short hallway where, from the bottom, you can see a door to what you guess is a room. The bard holds his hand out waiting for accommodations. Gia reaches past you gently brushing your hip in an attempt to stimulate your senses as he puts 20 silver pieces in the bards hand. Gia grabs you suprisingly and lifts you onto his rock hard body. (The bard has slipped away, back into the bar area)
Your too drunk to resist his uncontrollable lust for you and let him lift you into his arms where he kisses you intensely, biting your lip and rubbing his massive, hard. . . Sausage XD against your already wet taco. Gia whispers in your ear "now i have a challenge for you. . . Lets see how long you can last before completely giving in to your natural instincts" he then bites your neck, just hard enough for it to feel insatiable before continuing to kiss you vigorously and passionately.
I notice that as I get more and more intoxicated, on the opposite, Gia seems to be recovering! "Well, that's a surprise..." I think to myself. "I really hadn't anticipated to be the one having trouble standing up at this point. This drink... I need to learn more about it..." I'm pleased with my performance though.
As I follow the bard, I smile with satisfaction. I take a last look at the people around, trying to send a wink to charismatic people meeting my eyes, when "Wouuu" I surprise myself saying louder than expected as I get easily lifted from the ground by this mighty beast that call himself Gia. I even have to refrain from giggling like a little girl as I place one arm behind his back and rub his chest with the other. Once Gia has stated his challenge and once he's done with his second wave of passionate kisses, I say to him "You have completed your challenge and exceeded my expectations. You may now claim your prize." I then curve my back, pushing my massive breasts higher and closer to his face. Knowing that we still aren't hidden from prying eyes, I bend my arm behind my back and untie the piece of cloth that usually support and partially hide my two great wonders. Before it can fall from its place, I put my arm on it and say, with what I think to be a normal voice, but in fact clearly louder "Now, do you have some other exotic drink, that would be unknown to my senses, for me to swallow?" Feeling my advance state of intoxication, I'm definitely done with alcohol, but I'm sure that Gia understood it's not what I'm asking for. I then surround his neck with my arms and lay my head on him, closing my eyes, while he takes me upstairs. I think to myself "He makes me feel so good... I want him. Even though I know what awaits him... I know what this curse of mine will do to him... On the other hand, my guilt does not extend to him. He's not one of my people. He's not even an orc. He seems powerful though... If he survives the night, he might gain my respect."
When he opens the door, I open my eyes and, pushing the tips of my fingernails in the skin of his back, I say "I must warn you. It's gonna be rough. There's gonna be unbelievable pleasure, but also quite some pain. You're in or you're out, but say it now". As the door closes, I murmure to myself "This bard better get back to me soon..."
Maze
Gia takes one long drink from his homebrew that almost seems endless. " If your need to tap out, the door is right there" Gia says motioning his hands at the door. "Im afraid I might get a little out of hand myself, and hurt such a lovely women as yourself. I am half Giant after all" he replies snickering before grasping you tightly to himself, your breasts pushed hard up against him. You also feel the rock hard rod rubbing against you, your legs still tightly wrapped around him. The both of you pause briefly as you hear a high pitched scream from below somewhere.
*OOC*- sorry if your a little dissapointed in the short reply but i need to know what you yourself want to do before i can continue
(Rusty hears everything as he slowly stumbles back and forth in there general direction at this point.)
Thokk notices's the drunkard approaching and changed his speech slightly before the Elf catches his attention " I know who is supplying the Dragons Heir. .(You have heard of this before, from the streets, a new substance that enhances all the natural qualities of a being, in some cases the outcome is staggering. Of course you have heard from first hand consumers that the withdraw is at a great price, and the reason there have been so many deaths is because of a new strain that completely takes you to "another level of existance" quote un quote). He spoke the words with reassurance.
"I can only give you this riddle to find out what's really behind "the mask" " he proclaims before he begins speaking in High Elvin "Tuin who afad-, are tuin who tegi-, minn- i sanctum a see" he then hands you a sack of coins before he is assaulted. Both of you were snuck up on by someone while you were deep into negotiations.
A hand takes hold of the elf's shoulder and you hear a meekly voice of what you now notice as the bum that was staggering towards the two of you. "Spare some copper?" A strange voice utters.
Before you know it the elf and drunkard have collapsed, you instinctively stache away the coins and then. .
*OOC* Re- Re- edited that, now to continue.
Rusty- Your plan works out perfectly, except as you are going down and you attempt to stab the other suspect you miss. You and the elf fall to the ground. In the downward spiral, literally, his struggle spun the two of you around. Your full weight slamming him hard on the alleyway. Hes not moving.
Thokk-____________________________________________________________________________________________________***Im not sure what your reaction will be so if you have to private message me or react and ill do necessary calculations***
Thokk - After pocketing the sack of coins, unable to take joy in the weight of it due to seeing this gear head take down his customer Thokk rushes forward pulling out his dagger and with the golem on the ground on top of the Elf he attempts to grapple him in the hopes to find out, "What in any of the hells is happening."
Athletics Roll - 8 + 2 (Modifier) =10
Thokk
You approach the mechanoid dagger ready, before reaching out to your customer and attempting to save him you notice a thick, red puddle underneath the two. The bum still hasnt recovered from the stunt as he is entangled in a couple hundred pounds of elf meat. *OOC*~ LMFAO~
Several things come to mind immediately like, if hes dead or going to die someone somewhere will find out, and your not quiet sure if you want to be around if that happens. On the other hand saving his life could equally be benificial. Or you kow just taking all his things including the product you just sold him, and dipping out.
Thokk - Thokk in this moment sees the two displayed in front of him as an opportunity too good to pass up and begins to think to himself, "Hmmmm...I wonder how I can really benefit from this: On one hand I could help a customer which could possibly cause me to have some more customers through word of mouth of how I made sure he wasn't killed after we did business...almost as if to say I actually care about my customers (I don't); On the other hand who is he too me really...I barely know him perhaps he deserves this fate and if he had a problem with the tin man who am I to stand in the way?; Then there is the fact that this walking, talking, puppet attempted to take me out as well...and that is unacceptable!" Thokk decides to take out two of the Lightning Toadlings from his pocket and force them down this scrap heaps mouth while it is temporarily subdued in the hopes that it would have an affect on it. Afterwards he plans on looting from both of them and then leaving the alley.
“I only arrived a few days ago. Have yet to go into the city. I wanted to get a feel for the place first. It sounds like there is a lot going on right now.” Marun took a long drink from his mug. “I had a business partnership that went sour. They forced me out without cause. I am just looking to find my feet again. Rebuild my reputation. Is there someone I should be in contact with who might need my help?”
Laaz " Thiss isss a verrry. . . complicated city." he replies before continuing to talk with you. "There are always all kinds of thingsss happening in and around Ring City"
*slithers tongue in and out*
" I might know a few individualsss that may need an extra arm or two, what skills do you possesssss? Or maybe sssomething you might be better at than others?"
OOC: Sorry I have been absent, I have been away on a trip and had limited time to get involved. I only included the 2 quotes as it had been a while since the last post so you could pick up the thread again.
"Well I spent quite a bit of time sailing. You know, helping manage cargo, acquisitions, occasionally having to protect our assets." Marun plays with the handle of his mace for a moment where it hangs from his belt, pondering how much he should say. "Also, I am more than capable of holding my own in a brawl if it came to that." Marun finishes his drink in one long pull and bangs the mug down on the counter to emphasise his point.
"Know anyone around who could use a bit of muscle who doesn't mind getting their hands dirty?"
Laaz replies with a grin " Itsss funny how everything has turned out, I just so happen to need a sea dwelling, body guard, you would be sssuprised how hard it is to find help thatll stick around." " Ifff your interested pay varies but its honest for honest workssssss" He hisses " I might try talking to that lovely green lady that was dancing earlier, see if she might want to do a ffffeww more showsss." "That was the mosssst bussiness I have gotten since this placcccce exissssted" he proclaims.
The night has been eventful for you so far. Youve been drinking, chit chatting, and distracted by the stage show. After the uproar of the performance dies down everyone is back at the usual, your once again just sitting at the bar sipping on a giant mug. Thats when things got really interesting. A dwarven lad riding some sort of mechanical contraption enters the tavern. Hes got all kinds of gadgets and tech surrounding him, it would seem he doesnt even whatch where he walks since his face is delved deep into some kind of hand held device. ( You know a good deal about mech. machinery and automail equipment but you have never seen anything soo complex.)
Also the fact that he is a Dwarf as well, you feel as though your race has been scattered far and wide, save the few major Kingdoms that do still exist.
(Rusty hears everything as he slowly stumbles back and forth in there general direction at this point.)
Thokk notices's the drunkard approaching and changed his speech slightly before the Elf catches his attention " I know who is supplying the Dragons Heir. .(You have heard of this before, from the streets, a new substance that enhances all the natural qualities of a being, in some cases the outcome is staggering. Of course you have heard from first hand consumers that the withdraw is at a great price, and the reason there have been so many deaths is because of a new strain that completely takes you to "another level of existance" quote un quote). He spoke the words with reassurance.
"I can only give you this riddle to find out what's really behind "the mask" " he proclaims before he begins speaking in High Elvin "Tuin who afad-, are tuin who tegi-, minn- i sanctum a see" he then hands you a sack of coins before he is assaulted. Both of you were snuck up on by someone while you were deep into negotiations.
A hand takes hold of the elf's shoulder and you hear a meekly voice of what you now notice as the bum that was staggering towards the two of you. "Spare some copper?" A strange voice utters.
Before you know it the elf and drunkard have collapsed, you instinctively stache away the coins and then. .
*OOC* Re- Re- edited that, now to continue.
Rusty- Your plan works out perfectly, except as you are going down and you attempt to stab the other suspect you miss. You and the elf fall to the ground. In the downward spiral, literally, his struggle spun the two of you around. Your full weight slamming him hard on the alleyway. Hes not moving.
Thokk-____________________________________________________________________________________________________***Im not sure what your reaction will be so if you have to private message me or react and ill do necessary calculations***
Thokk - After pocketing the sack of coins, unable to take joy in the weight of it due to seeing this gear head take down his customer Thokk rushes forward pulling out his dagger and with the golem on the ground on top of the Elf he attempts to grapple him in the hopes to find out, "What in any of the hells is happening."
Athletics Roll - 8 + 2 (Modifier) =10
Thokk
You approach the mechanoid dagger ready, before reaching out to your customer and attempting to save him you notice a thick, red puddle underneath the two. The bum still hasnt recovered from the stunt as he is entangled in a couple hundred pounds of elf meat. *OOC*~ LMFAO~
Several things come to mind immediately like, if hes dead or going to die someone somewhere will find out, and your not quiet sure if you want to be around if that happens. On the other hand saving his life could equally be benificial. Or you kow just taking all his things including the product you just sold him, and dipping out.
Thokk - Thokk in this moment sees the two displayed in front of him as an opportunity too good to pass up and begins to think to himself, "Hmmmm...I wonder how I can really benefit from this: On one hand I could help a customer which could possibly cause me to have some more customers through word of mouth of how I made sure he wasn't killed after we did business...almost as if to say I actually care about my customers (I don't); On the other hand who is he too me really...I barely know him perhaps he deserves this fate and if he had a problem with the tin man who am I to stand in the way?; Then there is the fact that this walking, talking, puppet attempted to take me out as well...and that is unacceptable!" Thokk decides to take out two of the Lightning Toadlings from his pocket and force them down this scrap heaps mouth while it is temporarily subdued in the hopes that it would have an affect on it. Afterwards he plans on looting from both of them and then leaving the alley.
Strength Roll: 10 + 2 (modifier) = 12
Sleight of Hand Roll: 18 + 6 (modifier) = 24
Thokk/Rusty#2
Thokks quick actions and witty thinking (with some really nice rolls) pay off tremendously. He stuffs the toadlings in the mouth of the attacker and swiftly retreats a safe distance. Immediately you hear crackling and sizzling, you also smell. . flesh? In split seconds the electric discharge fried the now surely dead Elf along with subdueing the attacker. The thought that if you tried to loot either corpse that you might get some sort of electric discharge crosses your mind.
Rusty did not calculate the events that transpired. (You had great rolls but his were just so slightly better).
Rusty thought Rusty could still take advantage of the situation, then rusty saw the red puddle of fluid under himself.
Somehow in the mix you stabbed him instead of the lackey. Then you were attacked by the other biological being. Before you could react he stuffs two other organics in your mouth, very small ones that you can tell immediately have electrical properties of some kind. You initiate Emergency Reboot just within a fraction of time before the two organic would have shorted your systems.
The night has been eventful for you so far. Youve been drinking, chit chatting, and distracted by the stage show. After the uproar of the performance dies down everyone is back at the usual, your once again just sitting at the bar sipping on a giant mug. Thats when things got really interesting. A dwarven lad riding some sort of mechanical contraption enters the tavern. Hes got all kinds of gadgets and tech surrounding him, it would seem he doesnt even whatch where he walks since his face is delved deep into some kind of hand held device. ( You know a good deal about mech. machinery and automail equipment but you have never seen anything soo complex.)
Also the fact that he is a Dwarf as well, you feel as though your race has been scattered far and wide, save the few major Kingdoms that do still exist.
Dàin tries to get his attention, "Va viag mot drogakknarig (well met boy)" as he passes near my table, thinking that "maybe if he hears some his own language he'll respond"
When he don't get a response, he thumps on the lad's back in a friendly way, and speaks to him in the common tongue "hey, laddie, you seem a little distracted. Come share a table and a tale, I see little enough of our own kind these days. I don't believe that I have ever seen a machine as complex as yours, but enough prying for now, allow me to name myself, Dàin Ironfoot, a wandering former soldier" raising his voice to a passing server "a drink for a thirsty dwarf over here please"
“Well that’s the life of the seas. One moment the tides in the next she’s out and you claim for yourself whatever washes ashore.”
Marun straightens a little at the prospect of work. “It’s been a fair few days since I felt the waves under my feet and there’s nothing tying me down here, so I guess I’m your man”
Gia seems to have sobered up just a little, your dance has had him occupied sense the last big swig, nearly 40 minutes ago. Your escapade went on longer than you thought (although there seems to be no complaints since almost everyone still has there attention directed towards you) . You on the other hand are one sip away from being hammered, smashed, or in other terms, totally wasted *lol*. (Perk){Adverse Drinker} - Your insatiable desire and capability to drink makes you less intoxicated.
*Character Trait* Your knowledge of alcoholic beverages is vast. However, your character notices something she has never experienced with this tonic. It intensifies even after consumption, it evens out and distributes the alcohol evenly over a longer period of time.
Your words to the bard are understandable to say the least and he guides you toward the back of the tavern. The crowd starts dissipating back to there usual besides a group or two that stand in front of the stage.They still talk loudly( mostly of your performance) and sipp on there drinks.
The bard stands 2 or 3 feet in front of what would seem like the back door, he motions his hands up a flight of steps for you and Gia to ascend. At the end of the stairs is a very short hallway where, from the bottom, you can see a door to what you guess is a room. The bard holds his hand out waiting for accommodations. Gia reaches past you gently brushing your hip in an attempt to stimulate your senses as he puts 20 silver pieces in the bards hand. Gia grabs you suprisingly and lifts you onto his rock hard body. (The bard has slipped away, back into the bar area)
Your too drunk to resist his uncontrollable lust for you and let him lift you into his arms where he kisses you intensely, biting your lip and rubbing his massive, hard. . . Sausage XD against your already wet taco. Gia whispers in your ear "now i have a challenge for you. . . Lets see how long you can last before completely giving in to your natural instincts" he then bites your neck, just hard enough for it to feel insatiable before continuing to kiss you vigorously and passionately.
I notice that as I get more and more intoxicated, on the opposite, Gia seems to be recovering! "Well, that's a surprise..." I think to myself. "I really hadn't anticipated to be the one having trouble standing up at this point. This drink... I need to learn more about it..." I'm pleased with my performance though.
As I follow the bard, I smile with satisfaction. I take a last look at the people around, trying to send a wink to charismatic people meeting my eyes, when "Wouuu" I surprise myself saying louder than expected as I get easily lifted from the ground by this mighty beast that call himself Gia. I even have to refrain from giggling like a little girl as I place one arm behind his back and rub his chest with the other. Once Gia has stated his challenge and once he's done with his second wave of passionate kisses, I say to him "You have completed your challenge and exceeded my expectations. You may now claim your prize." I then curve my back, pushing my massive breasts higher and closer to his face. Knowing that we still aren't hidden from prying eyes, I bend my arm behind my back and untie the piece of cloth that usually support and partially hide my two great wonders. Before it can fall from its place, I put my arm on it and say, with what I think to be a normal voice, but in fact clearly louder "Now, do you have some other exotic drink, that would be unknown to my senses, for me to swallow?" Feeling my advance state of intoxication, I'm definitely done with alcohol, but I'm sure that Gia understood it's not what I'm asking for. I then surround his neck with my arms and lay my head on him, closing my eyes, while he takes me upstairs. I think to myself "He makes me feel so good... I want him. Even though I know what awaits him... I know what this curse of mine will do to him... On the other hand, my guilt does not extend to him. He's not one of my people. He's not even an orc. He seems powerful though... If he survives the night, he might gain my respect."
When he opens the door, I open my eyes and, pushing the tips of my fingernails in the skin of his back, I say "I must warn you. It's gonna be rough. There's gonna be unbelievable pleasure, but also quite some pain. You're in or you're out, but say it now". As the door closes, I murmure to myself "This bard better get back to me soon..."
Maze
Gia takes one long drink from his homebrew that almost seems endless. " If your need to tap out, the door is right there" Gia says motioning his hands at the door. "Im afraid I might get a little out of hand myself, and hurt such a lovely women as yourself. I am half Giant after all" he replies snickering before grasping you tightly to himself, your breasts pushed hard up against him. You also feel the rock hard rod rubbing against you, your legs still tightly wrapped around him. The both of you pause briefly as you hear a high pitched scream from below somewhere.
*OOC*- sorry if your a little dissapointed in the short reply but i need to know what you yourself want to do before i can continue
"You just said the magic words." I say with a wicked smile. Gia's attitude only adds to my mood, making my body even more ready for him. "Take me, just take me and give me everything you have."I complain in my mind, somewhat unable to let it out with audible words. I want him so bad. I feel this heat inside me getting more and more intense, wanting to get out and burn everything.
As his arms tighten around me, my legs tighten even more around his waist. I have moved my arm off my breast, but my nudity is still protected by how Gia is holding me, pressed against his chest. I can feel the warmth of his body through my sensible hardening points and surrounding circles. Pushing myself up a couple inches and then letting myself slide down a bit, I contortion ate myself in a vain attempt to make his body and its most hardened parts rub against this increasing itch I feel in between my thighs. I then force my arm to slide down and try to make my way under Gia's belt. Doing so finally applies pressure where it was most wanted and makes me open my mouth with a gasp. That's when I hear a scream coming from outside the room.
Screams are a universal language, communicating clear messages to any creatures that can hear them. Having bath in a powerful orc culture all of my life, screams are no stranger to me. I know them. I understand and respond to them, but before I can decide how to react to it or even if I care enough about it to make me postpone my own desires, I need to know more. Still, the scream makes me stop for an instant. Helping myself by looking at Gia's reactions, I take a moment to feel the scream, trying to understand it. What can I recognize from it? Is it a female? What is here race? Is she in immediate danger? The answer to those questions will determine my reaction.
*OOC* No need to apologize. That's often what happens with turns of events. :-)
(Rusty hears everything as he slowly stumbles back and forth in there general direction at this point.)
Thokk notices's the drunkard approaching and changed his speech slightly before the Elf catches his attention " I know who is supplying the Dragons Heir. .(You have heard of this before, from the streets, a new substance that enhances all the natural qualities of a being, in some cases the outcome is staggering. Of course you have heard from first hand consumers that the withdraw is at a great price, and the reason there have been so many deaths is because of a new strain that completely takes you to "another level of existance" quote un quote). He spoke the words with reassurance.
"I can only give you this riddle to find out what's really behind "the mask" " he proclaims before he begins speaking in High Elvin "Tuin who afad-, are tuin who tegi-, minn- i sanctum a see" he then hands you a sack of coins before he is assaulted. Both of you were snuck up on by someone while you were deep into negotiations.
A hand takes hold of the elf's shoulder and you hear a meekly voice of what you now notice as the bum that was staggering towards the two of you. "Spare some copper?" A strange voice utters.
Before you know it the elf and drunkard have collapsed, you instinctively stache away the coins and then. .
*OOC* Re- Re- edited that, now to continue.
Rusty- Your plan works out perfectly, except as you are going down and you attempt to stab the other suspect you miss. You and the elf fall to the ground. In the downward spiral, literally, his struggle spun the two of you around. Your full weight slamming him hard on the alleyway. Hes not moving.
Thokk-____________________________________________________________________________________________________***Im not sure what your reaction will be so if you have to private message me or react and ill do necessary calculations***
Thokk - After pocketing the sack of coins, unable to take joy in the weight of it due to seeing this gear head take down his customer Thokk rushes forward pulling out his dagger and with the golem on the ground on top of the Elf he attempts to grapple him in the hopes to find out, "What in any of the hells is happening."
Athletics Roll - 8 + 2 (Modifier) =10
Thokk
You approach the mechanoid dagger ready, before reaching out to your customer and attempting to save him you notice a thick, red puddle underneath the two. The bum still hasnt recovered from the stunt as he is entangled in a couple hundred pounds of elf meat. *OOC*~ LMFAO~
Several things come to mind immediately like, if hes dead or going to die someone somewhere will find out, and your not quiet sure if you want to be around if that happens. On the other hand saving his life could equally be benificial. Or you kow just taking all his things including the product you just sold him, and dipping out.
Thokk - Thokk in this moment sees the two displayed in front of him as an opportunity too good to pass up and begins to think to himself, "Hmmmm...I wonder how I can really benefit from this: On one hand I could help a customer which could possibly cause me to have some more customers through word of mouth of how I made sure he wasn't killed after we did business...almost as if to say I actually care about my customers (I don't); On the other hand who is he too me really...I barely know him perhaps he deserves this fate and if he had a problem with the tin man who am I to stand in the way?; Then there is the fact that this walking, talking, puppet attempted to take me out as well...and that is unacceptable!" Thokk decides to take out two of the Lightning Toadlings from his pocket and force them down this scrap heaps mouth while it is temporarily subdued in the hopes that it would have an affect on it. Afterwards he plans on looting from both of them and then leaving the alley.
Strength Roll: 10 + 2 (modifier) = 12
Sleight of Hand Roll: 18 + 6 (modifier) = 24
Thokk/Rusty#2
Thokks quick actions and witty thinking (with some really nice rolls) pay off tremendously. He stuffs the toadlings in the mouth of the attacker and swiftly retreats a safe distance. Immediately you hear crackling and sizzling, you also smell. . flesh? In split seconds the electric discharge fried the now surely dead Elf along with subdueing the attacker. The thought that if you tried to loot either corpse that you might get some sort of electric discharge crosses your mind.
Rusty did not calculate the events that transpired. (You had great rolls but his were just so slightly better).
Rusty thought Rusty could still take advantage of the situation, then rusty saw the red puddle of fluid under himself.
Somehow in the mix you stabbed him instead of the lackey. Then you were attacked by the other biological being. Before you could react he stuffs two other organics in your mouth, very small ones that you can tell immediately have electrical properties of some kind. You initiate Emergency Reboot just within a fraction of time before the two organic would have shorted your systems.
Thokk - Looking over the two bodies on the ground and after hearing and smelling the effects of the toadlings Thokk thinks to himself, "I think I can still salvage more out of this situation...", he grabs his short bow and while it doesn't have a long reach he hopes it has enough reach to test if the spark from the toadlings has gone out.
You successfully approach the fire. You stand behind a massive tree and in front of you sets some kind of jungle bush that keeps you from being spotted.
In a surprisingly natural clearing of the jungle stands a massive bonfire in the center of the clearing. The area itself is about 70 feet away. Some of the younger natives dance and chant around the fire, most of the tribe however seem to be in a mass in front of the fire. They all stand around a opening in the group where you see two adult natives facing each other about 7 feet from one another.
No one seems to have noticed you yet, they all stand fixated on the two in the center of the group. This must be a serious situation if not even a single soul among them is chatting.
TheWise
Amygdala Zeal
You stand in front of the Tribal Elders, everyone from the tribe huddles around the ceremonial battle stage. The Elders proclaim that the gods will be watching to judge whether or not your claims are true. Then they simultaneously raise there hands to the heavens, their thumbs and pinkie fingers closed. (The ritualistic sign that is noticed as a means of good luck and fortune in battle. This is also the last step in the ritual before they lower their hands simultaneously ,again, when the elders hands are completly by there side the match begins.)
Their hands lower, almost as if they were in slow motion.
TheWise
*OOC* I know alot of intense things are happening and about to go down but i have some things to do for a bit so im going to have to leave everyone on a cliffhanger for couple hours XD im sorry i love how the campaign is going i hope everyone is enjoying whats happened so far. I might enroll a 2nd DM to help the flow of everything and to make stuff more random but ill have to think about it some more
TheWise
Amygdala speaks primordial to his brethren " I hope you are prepared as I!" Amygdala prays to the Moon Goddess Xuenesh first then to the nature spirits of the Ordun'Ra Then cast in entangled with staff of the Wildwood then strafe as the battle starts, throw caltrops on top of him to further immobilize his movement then move in plant scrap metal around him farther away an attempt to subdue him.
Rusty/Thokk
(Rusty hears everything as he slowly stumbles back and forth in there general direction at this point.)
Thokk notices's the drunkard approaching and changed his speech slightly before the Elf catches his attention " I know who is supplying the Dragons Heir. .(You have heard of this before, from the streets, a new substance that enhances all the natural qualities of a being, in some cases the outcome is staggering. Of course you have heard from first hand consumers that the withdraw is at a great price, and the reason there have been so many deaths is because of a new strain that completely takes you to "another level of existance" quote un quote). He spoke the words with reassurance.
"I can only give you this riddle to find out what's really behind "the mask" " he proclaims before he begins speaking in High Elvin "Tuin who afad-, are tuin who tegi-, minn- i sanctum a see" he then hands you a sack of coins before he is assaulted. Both of you were snuck up on by someone while you were deep into negotiations.
A hand takes hold of the elf's shoulder and you hear a meekly voice of what you now notice as the bum that was staggering towards the two of you. "Spare some copper?" A strange voice utters.
Before you know it the elf and drunkard have collapsed, you instinctively stache away the coins and then. .
*OOC* Re- Re- edited that, now to continue.
Rusty- Your plan works out perfectly, except as you are going down and you attempt to stab the other suspect you miss. You and the elf fall to the ground. In the downward spiral, literally, his struggle spun the two of you around. Your full weight slamming him hard on the alleyway. Hes not moving.
Thokk-____________________________________________________________________________________________________***Im not sure what your reaction will be so if you have to private message me or react and ill do necessary calculations***
TheWise
Your memories of The Floating Isles are patchey, halfway due to the fact that the longer yall walk the more the more crowded the streets become. Thus having to concentrate on staying close to Ben. What you do remember is that they were created long before any traceable ancestors even existed. They are floating land masses in the desert area that have been connected to a source of magic unlike any other. They have been like that since before anyone could take records however, through magic and ancient knowledges gained over the centuries scholars have found that a great even occurred. They believe that a massive release of this energy dispersed into the universe, there are only a hand full of times even mentioned where this phenomenon has been said to exist.
The Ancient Elves of what was known as De'El'DelDeichee interacted with with the floating masses over several years, they even colonized some of these "islands". And so its known that these HighBlood desert Elves colonized the Floating Isles. Its been nearly a century sense they abandoned there old City Entirely. The Floating Isles are well known for there magical practices and even have, arguably, the finest magical institute known. They have more advanced technologies and understandings than any other race or colony, however if your not of a pureblood elven lineage then you have to have special clearance to enter the city.
Naiwien turns the corner of the shop to find Ben already stuffing his face and sitting down at a night owls lounge. " Here we are" he says through the muffled sound of chewing his food. After a minute or two he chokes down whats left in his hand and takes a few big gulps of ale? from the smell of it. "He should be here by now, lets give em a few more minutes. That is if you dont mind enjoying a meal together" his food arrives then, Boar Roast covered in a "secret recipe", and dipped in pure honey from a Harvesting Bee.
TheWise
Thokk - After pocketing the sack of coins, unable to take joy in the weight of it due to seeing this gear head take down his customer Thokk rushes forward pulling out his dagger and with the golem on the ground on top of the Elf he attempts to grapple him in the hopes to find out, "What in any of the hells is happening."
Athletics Roll - 8 + 2 (Modifier) =10
Cade Overhill/ Level 3 / Halfling / Bard - Talaveroth (sub-campaign 1)
Manneo "Bear Killer" Thuliaga / Level 1 / Goliath / Monk - Curse of Strahd
Food of any kind was the last thing Nawien could think of right now. She was busy trying to look more as an employee (of a sort) than a crazy gaper in a menagerie, waiting for appearance of a rare beast. Finally she gave up and decided to vent a bit with Ben as a literally captivated audience:
- Do you know much about Floating Islands? Well, let me tell you...
From that moment on Ben was eating with accompaniment of every story Nawien could remember about Islands and HighBlood-ers aka "desert tribes who get lucky". Sometimes she was commenting some part of the story on Elvish but Nawien suspected Ben did not listen anyway and she could speak Draconic for all he cared.
Meili Liang Lvl 5 Monk
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TheWise
Thokk - After pocketing the sack of coins, unable to take joy in the weight of it due to seeing this gear head take down his customer Thokk rushes forward pulling out his dagger and with the golem on the ground on top of the Elf he attempts to grapple him in the hopes to find out, "What in any of the hells is happening."
Athletics Roll - 8 + 2 (Modifier) =10
Thokk
You approach the mechanoid dagger ready, before reaching out to your customer and attempting to save him you notice a thick, red puddle underneath the two. The bum still hasnt recovered from the stunt as he is entangled in a couple hundred pounds of elf meat. *OOC*~ LMFAO~
Several things come to mind immediately like, if hes dead or going to die someone somewhere will find out, and your not quiet sure if you want to be around if that happens. On the other hand saving his life could equally be benificial. Or you kow just taking all his things including the product you just sold him, and dipping out.
TheWise
OOC: Sorry I have been absent, I have been away on a trip and had limited time to get involved. I only included the 2 quotes as it had been a while since the last post so you could pick up the thread again.
"Well I spent quite a bit of time sailing. You know, helping manage cargo, acquisitions, occasionally having to protect our assets." Marun plays with the handle of his mace for a moment where it hangs from his belt, pondering how much he should say. "Also, I am more than capable of holding my own in a brawl if it came to that." Marun finishes his drink in one long pull and bangs the mug down on the counter to emphasise his point.
"Know anyone around who could use a bit of muscle who doesn't mind getting their hands dirty?"
I notice that as I get more and more intoxicated, on the opposite, Gia seems to be recovering! "Well, that's a surprise..." I think to myself. "I really hadn't anticipated to be the one having trouble standing up at this point. This drink... I need to learn more about it..." I'm pleased with my performance though.
As I follow the bard, I smile with satisfaction. I take a last look at the people around, trying to send a wink to charismatic people meeting my eyes, when "Wouuu" I surprise myself saying louder than expected as I get easily lifted from the ground by this mighty beast that call himself Gia. I even have to refrain from giggling like a little girl as I place one arm behind his back and rub his chest with the other. Once Gia has stated his challenge and once he's done with his second wave of passionate kisses, I say to him "You have completed your challenge and exceeded my expectations. You may now claim your prize." I then curve my back, pushing my massive breasts higher and closer to his face. Knowing that we still aren't hidden from prying eyes, I bend my arm behind my back and untie the piece of cloth that usually support and partially hide my two great wonders. Before it can fall from its place, I put my arm on it and say, with what I think to be a normal voice, but in fact clearly louder "Now, do you have some other exotic drink, that would be unknown to my senses, for me to swallow?"
Feeling my advance state of intoxication, I'm definitely done with alcohol, but I'm sure that Gia understood it's not what I'm asking for. I then surround his neck with my arms and lay my head on him, closing my eyes, while he takes me upstairs. I think to myself "He makes me feel so good... I want him. Even though I know what awaits him... I know what this curse of mine will do to him... On the other hand, my guilt does not extend to him. He's not one of my people. He's not even an orc. He seems powerful though... If he survives the night, he might gain my respect."
When he opens the door, I open my eyes and, pushing the tips of my fingernails in the skin of his back, I say "I must warn you. It's gonna be rough. There's gonna be unbelievable pleasure, but also quite some pain. You're in or you're out, but say it now". As the door closes, I murmure to myself "This bard better get back to me soon..."
Maze
Gia takes one long drink from his homebrew that almost seems endless. " If your need to tap out, the door is right there" Gia says motioning his hands at the door. "Im afraid I might get a little out of hand myself, and hurt such a lovely women as yourself. I am half Giant after all" he replies snickering before grasping you tightly to himself, your breasts pushed hard up against him. You also feel the rock hard rod rubbing against you, your legs still tightly wrapped around him. The both of you pause briefly as you hear a high pitched scream from below somewhere.
*OOC*- sorry if your a little dissapointed in the short reply but i need to know what you yourself want to do before i can continue
TheWise
Thokk - Thokk in this moment sees the two displayed in front of him as an opportunity too good to pass up and begins to think to himself, "Hmmmm...I wonder how I can really benefit from this: On one hand I could help a customer which could possibly cause me to have some more customers through word of mouth of how I made sure he wasn't killed after we did business...almost as if to say I actually care about my customers (I don't); On the other hand who is he too me really...I barely know him perhaps he deserves this fate and if he had a problem with the tin man who am I to stand in the way?; Then there is the fact that this walking, talking, puppet attempted to take me out as well...and that is unacceptable!" Thokk decides to take out two of the Lightning Toadlings from his pocket and force them down this scrap heaps mouth while it is temporarily subdued in the hopes that it would have an affect on it. Afterwards he plans on looting from both of them and then leaving the alley.
Strength Roll: 10 + 2 (modifier) = 12
Sleight of Hand Roll: 18 + 6 (modifier) = 24
Cade Overhill/ Level 3 / Halfling / Bard - Talaveroth (sub-campaign 1)
Manneo "Bear Killer" Thuliaga / Level 1 / Goliath / Monk - Curse of Strahd
Laaz replies with a grin " Itsss funny how everything has turned out, I just so happen to need a sea dwelling, body guard, you would be sssuprised how hard it is to find help thatll stick around." " Ifff your interested pay varies but its honest for honest workssssss" He hisses " I might try talking to that lovely green lady that was dancing earlier, see if she might want to do a ffffeww more showsss." "That was the mosssst bussiness I have gotten since this placcccce exissssted" he proclaims.
TheWise
Dain
The night has been eventful for you so far. Youve been drinking, chit chatting, and distracted by the stage show. After the uproar of the performance dies down everyone is back at the usual, your once again just sitting at the bar sipping on a giant mug. Thats when things got really interesting. A dwarven lad riding some sort of mechanical contraption enters the tavern. Hes got all kinds of gadgets and tech surrounding him, it would seem he doesnt even whatch where he walks since his face is delved deep into some kind of hand held device. ( You know a good deal about mech. machinery and automail equipment but you have never seen anything soo complex.)
Also the fact that he is a Dwarf as well, you feel as though your race has been scattered far and wide, save the few major Kingdoms that do still exist.
TheWise
Thokk/Rusty#2
Thokks quick actions and witty thinking (with some really nice rolls) pay off tremendously. He stuffs the toadlings in the mouth of the attacker and swiftly retreats a safe distance. Immediately you hear crackling and sizzling, you also smell. . flesh? In split seconds the electric discharge fried the now surely dead Elf along with subdueing the attacker. The thought that if you tried to loot either corpse that you might get some sort of electric discharge crosses your mind.
Rusty did not calculate the events that transpired. (You had great rolls but his were just so slightly better).
Rusty thought Rusty could still take advantage of the situation, then rusty saw the red puddle of fluid under himself.
Somehow in the mix you stabbed him instead of the lackey. Then you were attacked by the other biological being. Before you could react he stuffs two other organics in your mouth, very small ones that you can tell immediately have electrical properties of some kind. You initiate Emergency Reboot just within a fraction of time before the two organic would have shorted your systems.
TheWise
Dàin tries to get his attention, "Va viag mot drogakknarig (well met boy)" as he passes near my table, thinking that "maybe if he hears some his own language he'll respond"
When he don't get a response, he thumps on the lad's back in a friendly way, and speaks to him in the common tongue "hey, laddie, you seem a little distracted. Come share a table and a tale, I see little enough of our own kind these days. I don't believe that I have ever seen a machine as complex as yours, but enough prying for now, allow me to name myself, Dàin Ironfoot, a wandering former soldier" raising his voice to a passing server "a drink for a thirsty dwarf over here please"
Odo Proudfoot - Lvl 10 Halfling Monk - Princes of the Apocalypse (Campaign Finished)
Orryn Pebblefoot - Lvl 5 Rock Gnome Wizard (Deceased) - Waterdeep: Dragon Heist (Deceased)
Anerin Ap Tewdr - Lvl 5 Human (Variant) Bard (College of Valor) - Waterdeep: Dragon Heist
“Well that’s the life of the seas. One moment the tides in the next she’s out and you claim for yourself whatever washes ashore.”
Marun straightens a little at the prospect of work. “It’s been a fair few days since I felt the waves under my feet and there’s nothing tying me down here, so I guess I’m your man”
"You just said the magic words." I say with a wicked smile. Gia's attitude only adds to my mood, making my body even more ready for him. "Take me, just take me and give me everything you have." I complain in my mind, somewhat unable to let it out with audible words. I want him so bad. I feel this heat inside me getting more and more intense, wanting to get out and burn everything.
As his arms tighten around me, my legs tighten even more around his waist. I have moved my arm off my breast, but my nudity is still protected by how Gia is holding me, pressed against his chest. I can feel the warmth of his body through my sensible hardening points and surrounding circles. Pushing myself up a couple inches and then letting myself slide down a bit, I contortion ate myself in a vain attempt to make his body and its most hardened parts rub against this increasing itch I feel in between my thighs. I then force my arm to slide down and try to make my way under Gia's belt. Doing so finally applies pressure where it was most wanted and makes me open my mouth with a gasp. That's when I hear a scream coming from outside the room.
Screams are a universal language, communicating clear messages to any creatures that can hear them. Having bath in a powerful orc culture all of my life, screams are no stranger to me. I know them. I understand and respond to them, but before I can decide how to react to it or even if I care enough about it to make me postpone my own desires, I need to know more. Still, the scream makes me stop for an instant. Helping myself by looking at Gia's reactions, I take a moment to feel the scream, trying to understand it. What can I recognize from it? Is it a female? What is here race? Is she in immediate danger? The answer to those questions will determine my reaction.
*OOC* No need to apologize. That's often what happens with turns of events. :-)
Thokk - Looking over the two bodies on the ground and after hearing and smelling the effects of the toadlings Thokk thinks to himself, "I think I can still salvage more out of this situation...", he grabs his short bow and while it doesn't have a long reach he hopes it has enough reach to test if the spark from the toadlings has gone out.
Perception Roll - 2 + 5 (modifier) = 7
Cade Overhill/ Level 3 / Halfling / Bard - Talaveroth (sub-campaign 1)
Manneo "Bear Killer" Thuliaga / Level 1 / Goliath / Monk - Curse of Strahd