A grin spread across Marun's face and he cracks his knuckles. He picks up his backpack from the ground beside his stool and puts it on the counter."Here. Look after this for me." He makes his way to war the back of the room with just his battle axe (sheathed) and his mace (in hand). As he walks he picks up a bit of a natural swagger to his gait and his head pivots to be aware of the people around him. He doesn't want to get caught unaware by others who might feel the need to join in the discussion he was about to have. He also felt it best to get a good layout of the room.
I have included rolls for things you may need. feel free to ignore the ones that aren't relevant.
Perception: 9
Insight: 9
As Marun heads toward the back of the inn he notices everyone looking toward the back door. He steps through the door and takes up a position to one side, standing tall and quickly scanning the area. In a loud voice, he says,"Laaz is not too happy about the commotion back here and I kinda agree with him. Anybody got something to say? or do I just start dragging off bodies?" Marun gives a half-smile as he watches and waits for an answer.
Intimidation: 12
Laaz stashes your backpack behind the bar with a nod before continuing to clean up some.
Just as you are about to reach for the back door you shout louder than everyone, yet at the same time as smooth as you would normally speak, "Laaz is not too happy about the commotion back here!! Then you continue in a ferocious turn of tone " I kinda agree with him, anybody got something to say?!" you challenge outraged before saying " Or do I just gotta start dragging off bodies?" You pause breifly waiting for an answer before continuing out to the alley. As you are still reaching for the door, you notice the bard to your right huddled on the stair case in a pathetic ball, You think to your self " so this is the source of the yelling" before continuing outside, mace ready, and vigilant.
*OOC* italics is gliched so ima do the rest italicized XD XD XD XD also ill do more on this post in just a little while.) ) ) )) )
As Marun reaches the back door he sees the bard huddled on the staircase, obviously a wreck. Offering a hand he pulls the bard to his feet, holds him firmly by the shoulders and looks him squarely in the eye to ensure he has their full attention. "You're safe now. Anything that comes through that door deals with me. Now...Breathe...Tell me what happened."
Cyst has finished his drink long ago, his mouth is dry and he has a very bad hand, not the first of the night.
he simply gives up now, that he is still even , he simply got bored
“nay, this is not my night, I am even and out, you lucky bastards, see you around next time”
he takes back and wears his horned helmet, goes to the bar and orders aN ale, while looking around
((ooc:what does he see in the inn, which persons, what’s going on?))
As your about to look around you hear some music start up. It has a suductive beat too it and when you turn your attention towards the music you notice her. There on the stage stands a massive women, atleast 7"4. Her looks are just as impressive as her size oddly enough. Her hair is dark brown and flows down to her ass, which you must say is very nice as far as the subject goes. Her eyes a dark brown, her skin, interestingly enough, is dark green but a shade of green that seduces the senses. Oddly enough you have the thought that if you licked her it would satisfy what ever craving it was that made you think the idea in the first place. Altogether she is as beautiful as an Amazon but in a completely different way. She wears next to nothing, the usual barbarians garb, except all of the fabric is made of high quality and compliments her natural beauty. As the music starts and her body sways to the beats you cant help but to watch. Your too distracted right now to notice who is around or what else is happeneing, like mostly everyone.
Cyst
Shortly after your trance ends, the crowd dies down, and you have chated with the few other humans in the tavern you get bored. After perhaps one too many booze than you probley should have had, the thought of bare fist fighting crosses your mind, maybe some wagering all in good fun ofcourse. Or maybe something else perks your attention?
As you ponder what to do next you hear a scream from the back end of the tavern where the Orc and other beast headed towards. "That a boy" you think to yourself in a drunken state.
Cyst, a little tipsy, leaves his own drink at the bar and walks to the source of that scream, if there corners to cross, he first peers around the corner and then turns it
The idea to use magic to search for lost elf was interesting. Nawien knew theory, would it work on practice? They did have time... She closed her eyes, concentrating on "here and now"absorbing sounds, smells and the atmosphere around, slowly extending the feeling in both way.
You begin with blocking out all other surroundings and happenings like your mentor taught you to do before any kind of magic or such not of this sort. As this is your first time practicing any "legit" magic you accidentally tap into an abstract magic, one not usually studied or practiced. As the world fades to black and every sense except sight vanishes. This plane of existance is very odd, you can feel an "invisible" physical connection to your body, almost like a radar of some kind. You see a very long, slender male with long pointy ears laying on the cobblestone in a puddle of crimson. A blurred out figure drags the male toward a corner of the alley in what seems like really slow motion.
The *connection" seems too blurr itself and flicker, your now inches away from the elfs right hand in which is dragging the ground where you see a oddly shiney gold ring with an emblem. The emblem has a star cadi cornered, with an upside down crown on the top point.
You break from the trance, Ben holds your hands with an alarmed look " Thank god! I didnt know what to think, your eyes rolled to the back of your head and you seized out for a second before i grabbed your hands. Since then you have just been stationary not moving even the smallest amount" he says over enthused.
You dont reply but instead go over what just happened in your head now that your senses have come to and the world doesnt constantly feel like its drifting away. You stand up and begin going towards the lingering " string" that you felt moments before.
Ben follows immediately yelling "WAIT! HOLD ON! WHATS GOING ON?!?" Instead of stopping however you speed up. (You dont want to lose the thread)
- I know where he is! - Managed to yell Nawien already on the move not even looking back to check if Ben is following. The body was dragged away by someone. Obviously, not by someone good. A monster? Within the city? Unlikely. But whoever it was, Nawien was prepared to meet him with "magic and steal" as they said in her favourite books. (She is on alert though the "string" is the focus of concentration)
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.
Maze
Gia moans in a manly way as his natural instinct attempt to manifest physically and burst out of him, your intense encounter has his blood boiling. The unnerving scream doesnt seem to register in any way from the looks and actions of Gia, instead of focusing on whatever that was he seems to be more interested in what you are doing. He groans as you semi stop in your tracks to the unwelcome distraction.
From the screams you cant tell alot sadly, but you can tell its a scream of alarm, also you think it could be a femals voice but it is very hard to differentiate genders in "that key", reffering to the fairly high pitch of its nature. At this point you are almost completely sober, the effects of the beverage seem to vanish quickly if your heart rate is stimulated a certain way. Gia however is fairly intoxicated (7/10) from his earlier victory drink of conquering your challenges. He slides his hand downward towards your right breast grabing your arm firmly with his other free hand. He delicately tries to pull you back to eye level not even thinkning twice of the happens downstairs.
Already so much in the mood for more, I have only stop my maneuvers on Gia as a reflex, to learn more about the sign of alarm. Since I can't discern anything that would be worth my time, and since I can see how Gia keeps all of his focus on me, I too push this scream out of my conscience. "I've heard more convincing screams coming from people enjoying my company and this body is way too tempting to let go to waste. I need to feel the release!"
I'm not the submissive type though. So, to Gia's dominating attitude I answer with a special move of mine. Once I get eye contact with Gia, I say with a wicked smile, "Game on!" and with simple forms of martial art, skillfully aiming for joints and pressure points, I passionately try to subdue him, both physically and mentally. Once this first playful attack is done, I try to step off Gia, closer to the door.
Before Gia can attack me, I say, "Take off your clothes! I need to take care of one last thing before we get to the serious stuff." My mind back from the haze of alcohol, I consider that the bard is taking too much time to come with my due and I open the door, not at all concern with my nudity. As I open the door, I remember about the scream and I keep an attentive ear, trying to learn more at the same time. Yelling the bard's name, I say angrily, "Where are you? Where's my stuff!"
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.
Sumazura will do her best to keep hidden and watch what is going on with the tribe.
Sumazura
You peek from behind the tree, from what you can see at this distance the 4 older looking tribesmen stand on a natural higher plateau than the rest with thier hands held to the sky. Their voices echo loudly as they begin speaking in High Elven, which you are familiar with however it seems to be a dialect thats not familiar at all. After you piece th language together you gasp to yourself. The two seem to be engaged in a ceremonial trial of the gods( or atleast the ones hey believe to be true).
The Elders hands lower to their sides and immediately the two begin. The one closest to your vision strifes to the side and chants something. His opponent seems to be stuck in place by very thick roots that burst forth from the ground. Then a bright light and crackling sounds starts in the entangled Elfs hands. A bolt of lightning darts in your direction and before you can react it strikes one of the trees several feet to your left.
Splinters fly in every direction as the tree bursts into flames. Its a fairly massive tree so the though of it collapsing as of right now is out of the question however, in the center of impact sets a large chunck of missing tree.
The dwarves "vehicle" goes completely motionless after turning toward you. Its mechanical parts still whirr and whizz occasionally the whole mechanism jerks and jolts briefly. The dwarf in the center stays stationary however, an interesting design for a seat.
"Ayyye!" He proclaims loudly "Pardon me for my rudeness im always walking around doing 5 things at once" he then says in a less thick dwarven accent than usual.
"My name is Larz"
"Ive just finished a long journey from the western foot hills of the Wastelands in search of rare minerals so i can build my newest contraption. Whereabouts is your homeland friend?" He climbs out of his machinery and fiddles with it before sitting down with you. The machine appears to be off completely now, but before it settles it sputters and backfires a little from the exhaust system that angles back behind the harness.
"Ah, bear it no mind laddie, I could tell you were ensconsed in that device. Doing five things at once? You must be more intelligent than a basic dwarf like me.
I come from Ironstar, which is in the Ironfoot Mountains to the north of here. The Ironfoot Mountains are a hard place to live, if you are on the outside, but our city of Ironstar is a wonderous sight, dug into the foot of the Ironstar as my clan has grown and mined them. My people are a hardy people, definitely more hardy than simple Hill Dwarves, we had to work for our survival. The ale is dark, the food is hot, and the company used to be pleasant until ...... never mind about my troubles."I trail off and mutter under my breath"Jorrol will die slowly"
"I tell you what lad, you missed a good show, best I've seen here since I arrived two days ago, or maybe you'd have been more interested in your trinkets maybe hahah? What kind of minerals are you looking for? Was it a long journey? Maybe you could find them up in the Ironfoot Mountains?"
"Where are you from lad? Your accent seems strange to me, you're not half-caste are you?" I lower my voice at this last question, and look carefully at him, trying to distinguish any marks or features. Perception - 15
If the server returns, I hand the ale to the other dwarf.
"So, your contraption, it requires some maintenance maybe? I've not seen the likes of it before, must have taken you some time to build it."
The waitress comes through placing two large mugs on either side of the table.
Larz takes a sip of his ale, this is a little odd as most dwarfs dont even know what the word "sip" means. You on the other hand have already gulped down a 3rd of your mug.
You see his eyes widen a little when you mention that you come from Ironstar., *OOC*( ill have to tweek how the conversation happens a little to answer all the questions) You interrupt your own conversation to ask if hes heard of the place.
Larz takes another sip of ale before excitedly saying "I havnt been there myself but every Dwarf knows of Ironstar. Your clan brought about the turning tides of victory when the Abyssal Army invaded the mainland of Arkadia. Not to mention almost all the metals that are used in all of the kingdoms comes from the mines of the Ironfoot Mountains." he says praisingly. He seems to dismiss the fact that you mentioned someone that must die, after all its none of his business.
"What kind of show? I supposed it would depend if I were on the brink of a breakthrough or not" "I didnt find the minerals I were in search for sadly, however i did find some interesting knowledge out about some of the mechanics of harnessing lightning and using it as a source." he says once again wide eyed, caught up in the excitement of his new discovery. When he realizes you looking confused he tries to change subjects. You then ask where his origins might be considering the odd accent and follow up with the halfcast question.
He looks taken aback, "DEEEFinately not a halfcast" he says before adding " Ive just focused on more of the mechanical and science part of our origins is all. My studies have broadened my vocabulary and speech a little more than the casual dwarf thats for sure."
You apologies not meaning to offend and he accepts with reasurance that it is ok. Then a scream comes from what would seem like the back end of the tavern, by the exit.
The dwarves "vehicle" goes completely motionless after turning toward you. Its mechanical parts still whirr and whizz occasionally the whole mechanism jerks and jolts briefly. The dwarf in the center stays stationary however, an interesting design for a seat.
"Ayyye!" He proclaims loudly "Pardon me for my rudeness im always walking around doing 5 things at once" he then says in a less thick dwarven accent than usual.
"My name is Larz"
"Ive just finished a long journey from the western foot hills of the Wastelands in search of rare minerals so i can build my newest contraption. Whereabouts is your homeland friend?" He climbs out of his machinery and fiddles with it before sitting down with you. The machine appears to be off completely now, but before it settles it sputters and backfires a little from the exhaust system that angles back behind the harness.
"Ah, bear it no mind laddie, I could tell you were ensconsed in that device. Doing five things at once? You must be more intelligent than a basic dwarf like me.
I come from Ironstar, which is in the Ironfoot Mountains to the north of here. The Ironfoot Mountains are a hard place to live, if you are on the outside, but our city of Ironstar is a wonderous sight, dug into the foot of the Ironstar as my clan has grown and mined them. My people are a hardy people, definitely more hardy than simple Hill Dwarves, we had to work for our survival. The ale is dark, the food is hot, and the company used to be pleasant until ...... never mind about my troubles."I trail off and mutter under my breath"Jorrol will die slowly"
"I tell you what lad, you missed a good show, best I've seen here since I arrived two days ago, or maybe you'd have been more interested in your trinkets maybe hahah? What kind of minerals are you looking for? Was it a long journey? Maybe you could find them up in the Ironfoot Mountains?"
"Where are you from lad? Your accent seems strange to me, you're not half-caste are you?" I lower my voice at this last question, and look carefully at him, trying to distinguish any marks or features. Perception - 15
If the server returns, I hand the ale to the other dwarf.
"So, your contraption, it requires some maintenance maybe? I've not seen the likes of it before, must have taken you some time to build it."
The waitress comes through placing two large mugs on either side of the table.
Larz takes a sip of his ale, this is a little odd as most dwarfs dont even know what the word "sip" means. You on the other hand have already gulped down a 3rd of your mug.
You see his eyes widen a little when you mention that you come from Ironstar., *OOC*( ill have to tweek how the conversation happens a little to answer all the questions) You interrupt your own conversation to ask if hes heard of the place.
Larz takes another sip of ale before excitedly saying "I havnt been there myself but every Dwarf knows of Ironstar. Your clan brought about the turning tides of victory when the Abyssal Army invaded the mainland of Arkadia. Not to mention almost all the metals that are used in all of the kingdoms comes from the mines of the Ironfoot Mountains." he says praisingly. He seems to dismiss the fact that you mentioned someone that must die, after all its none of his business.
"What kind of show? I supposed it would depend if I were on the brink of a breakthrough or not" "I didnt find the minerals I were in search for sadly, however i did find some interesting knowledge out about some of the mechanics of harnessing lightning and using it as a source." he says once again wide eyed, caught up in the excitement of his new discovery. When he realizes you looking confused he tries to change subjects. You then ask where his origins might be considering the odd accent and follow up with the halfcast question.
He looks taken aback, "DEEEFinately not a halfcast" he says before adding " Ive just focused on more of the mechanical and science part of our origins is all. My studies have broadened my vocabulary and speech a little more than the casual dwarf thats for sure."
You apologies not meaning to offend and he accepts with reasurance that it is ok. Then a scream comes from what would seem like the back end of the tavern, by the exit.
**OOC** No problems, I know it can be hard to do conversations when it's not face to face :)
I accept the praise, and bang my mug against his. I'm curious as to his background, and where Larzz is from.
"Aye, my Father is the Captain of the Guard, and led troops in those battles. Well, laddie, I'm sure you would have noticed regardless if you were in here. An Orc and a Goliath were making eyes at each other, and it got very hands on shall we say,"as an aside, "I guess it may have been more entertaining if it wasn't an Orc.
Well, you definitely sound like you have an interesting life. Have you been away from your clan for a long time?"
As I was about to prompt him further about his contraption and discoveries (even though I am confused, it does make me curious). I hear the scream.
I look towards the back door, do I see anything out of the ordinary? Perception - 12
"Did you hear that laddie?"
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Odo Proudfoot - Lvl 10 Halfling Monk - Princes of the Apocalypse (Campaign Finished)
My apologies for lack of posts today i should be able to make up for it tomorow. Things are so intense and closely knit right now!! Its so exciting, I think im about to make a plot chart to help me keep up whith who is where when and what not. Anyways i hope everyone is well, hang in there ill get to everyone and try to do several for everyone tomorow at that
Being kind of stunned by the ensuing combat, Sumazura will back up quietly and watch from a safer difference.
9 Stealth
Shaking her head ever so slightly while cowering behind a tree "Just like my people... so barbaric and so unnecessary. I don't understand why these brutes need the need to maim each other, why not worship a God who doesn't require you to beat another person senseless." *SIGH*
Sumazura will watch the rest of the fight before leaving not wanting to get caught and incur the wrath of the tribe.
Cyst has finished his drink long ago, his mouth is dry and he has a very bad hand, not the first of the night.
he simply gives up now, that he is still even , he simply got bored
“nay, this is not my night, I am even and out, you lucky bastards, see you around next time”
he takes back and wears his horned helmet, goes to the bar and orders aN ale, while looking around
((ooc:what does he see in the inn, which persons, what’s going on?))
As your about to look around you hear some music start up. It has a suductive beat too it and when you turn your attention towards the music you notice her. There on the stage stands a massive women, atleast 7"4. Her looks are just as impressive as her size oddly enough. Her hair is dark brown and flows down to her ass, which you must say is very nice as far as the subject goes. Her eyes a dark brown, her skin, interestingly enough, is dark green but a shade of green that seduces the senses. Oddly enough you have the thought that if you licked her it would satisfy what ever craving it was that made you think the idea in the first place. Altogether she is as beautiful as an Amazon but in a completely different way. She wears next to nothing, the usual barbarians garb, except all of the fabric is made of high quality and compliments her natural beauty. As the music starts and her body sways to the beats you cant help but to watch. Your too distracted right now to notice who is around or what else is happeneing, like mostly everyone.
Cyst
Shortly after your trance ends, the crowd dies down, and you have chated with the few other humans in the tavern you get bored. After perhaps one too many booze than you probley should have had, the thought of bare fist fighting crosses your mind, maybe some wagering all in good fun ofcourse. Or maybe something else perks your attention?
As you ponder what to do next you hear a scream from the back end of the tavern where the Orc and other beast headed towards. "That a boy" you think to yourself in a drunken state.
Cyst, a little tipsy, leaves his own drink at the bar and walks to the source of that scream, if there corners to cross, he first peers around the corner and then turns it
You sway a little as you walk toward the back of the tavern slightly drunk. You can see the back door 15 feet in front of you. Several paces ahead is a muscular being with dragon like feature, he also seems to be investigating the disturbance. As you get nearer, the dragonman stops just in front of the exit turning his attention to the opening on the right. You can see a few steps from here and assume its a flight of stairs.
When you reach the back you also turn your attention to the right where you see the dragon man attempting to comfort the bard, who was shaken and emotional.
The door up the steps slams opens and your eyes widen from the site. The performer that entranced you hours ago stands in the doorway with a very agitated, yet curious, look on her face.
Her body glistens with sweat, her massive breasts (proportionately with a giant orc) bare for all to see. She hasnt noticed the lot of you before she yells " William! Where are you? Where's my stuff!".
A grin spread across Marun's face and he cracks his knuckles. He picks up his backpack from the ground beside his stool and puts it on the counter."Here. Look after this for me." He makes his way to war the back of the room with just his battle axe (sheathed) and his mace (in hand). As he walks he picks up a bit of a natural swagger to his gait and his head pivots to be aware of the people around him. He doesn't want to get caught unaware by others who might feel the need to join in the discussion he was about to have. He also felt it best to get a good layout of the room.
I have included rolls for things you may need. feel free to ignore the ones that aren't relevant.
Perception: 9
Insight: 9
As Marun heads toward the back of the inn he notices everyone looking toward the back door. He steps through the door and takes up a position to one side, standing tall and quickly scanning the area. In a loud voice, he says,"Laaz is not too happy about the commotion back here and I kinda agree with him. Anybody got something to say? or do I just start dragging off bodies?" Marun gives a half-smile as he watches and waits for an answer.
Intimidation: 12
Laaz stashes your backpack behind the bar with a nod before continuing to clean up some.
Just as you are about to reach for the back door you shout louder than everyone, yet at the same time as smooth as you would normally speak, "Laaz is not too happy about the commotion back here!! Then you continue in a ferocious turn of tone " I kinda agree with him, anybody got something to say?!" you challenge outraged before saying " Or do I just gotta start dragging off bodies?" You pause breifly waiting for an answer before continuing out to the alley. As you are still reaching for the door, you notice the bard to your right huddled on the stair case in a pathetic ball, You think to your self " so this is the source of the yelling" before continuing outside, mace ready, and vigilant.
*OOC* italics is gliched so ima do the rest italicized XD XD XD XD also ill do more on this post in just a little while.) ) ) )) )
As Marun reaches the back door he sees the bard huddled on the staircase, obviously a wreck. Offering a hand he pulls the bard to his feet, holds him firmly by the shoulders and looks him squarely in the eye to ensure he has their full attention. "You're safe now. Anything that comes through that door deals with me. Now...Breathe...Tell me what happened."
Persuassion: 14
The bard shakily points toward the exit, completely ignore the fact that there is another person that walks up to the corridor.
The door up the steps slams opens and your eyes widen from the site. The performer that entranced everyone hours ago stands in the doorway with a very agitated, yet curious, look on her face.
Her body glistens with sweat, her massive breasts (proportionately with a giant orc) bare for all to see. She hasnt noticed the lot of you before she yells " William! Where are you? Where's my stuff!".
(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.
Perception Roll - 2 + 5 (modifier) = 7
You extend the bow to poke at the robot, as the end of the bow is about to make contact you freeze. The robot, that was once un moving, animates and shoots upright still sitting in the puddle of blood. The robot begins dragging the body of the elf off as it says "Orc Biologic, I have no need for further conflict with you. I required information from this biologic and a miscalculations of variables has caused the ceasement of this biological unit. If you wish to continue hostility, I predict a 48.7% chance of your continued respiration and your odds of a victory are considerably lower. You obviously have covert and martial training, but I am trained as well and have much more experience as my lifespan is unfathomable to your average Orc biological span of 66.4 years, reduced to 31.4 years for one that chooses to be an adventurer and lowered still to 22.6 years for one that choses thievery as their vocation."
The idea to use magic to search for lost elf was interesting. Nawien knew theory, would it work on practice? They did have time... She closed her eyes, concentrating on "here and now"absorbing sounds, smells and the atmosphere around, slowly extending the feeling in both way.
You begin with blocking out all other surroundings and happenings like your mentor taught you to do before any kind of magic or such not of this sort. As this is your first time practicing any "legit" magic you accidentally tap into an abstract magic, one not usually studied or practiced. As the world fades to black and every sense except sight vanishes. This plane of existance is very odd, you can feel an "invisible" physical connection to your body, almost like a radar of some kind. You see a very long, slender male with long pointy ears laying on the cobblestone in a puddle of crimson. A blurred out figure drags the male toward a corner of the alley in what seems like really slow motion.
The *connection" seems too blurr itself and flicker, your now inches away from the elfs right hand in which is dragging the ground where you see a oddly shiney gold ring with an emblem. The emblem has a star cadi cornered, with an upside down crown on the top point.
You break from the trance, Ben holds your hands with an alarmed look " Thank god! I didnt know what to think, your eyes rolled to the back of your head and you seized out for a second before i grabbed your hands. Since then you have just been stationary not moving even the smallest amount" he says over enthused.
You dont reply but instead go over what just happened in your head now that your senses have come to and the world doesnt constantly feel like its drifting away. You stand up and begin going towards the lingering " string" that you felt moments before.
Ben follows immediately yelling "WAIT! HOLD ON! WHATS GOING ON?!?" Instead of stopping however you speed up. (You dont want to lose the thread)
- I know where he is! - Managed to yell Nawien already on the move not even looking back to check if Ben is following. The body was dragged away by someone. Obviously, not by someone good. A monster? Within the city? Unlikely. But whoever it was, Nawien was prepared to meet him with "magic and steal" as they said in her favourite books. (She is on alert though the "string" is the focus of concentration)
Nawien
You run for what seems like forever, the "conncection" seem to be making a B line to the southeast side of the outer ring. In reality its only been about 20 minutes, your body however argues otherwise. The connection begins dwindling fast, you speed up running as fast as you can down a long alley. At this point Ben has completely been forgot about the thought of looking back not even crossing your mind.
The connection completely vanishes after you turn down a sub-alley. You see someone standing outside of a brick building with a neon sign that says "Lightning Toad" in the distance.
The dwarves "vehicle" goes completely motionless after turning toward you. Its mechanical parts still whirr and whizz occasionally the whole mechanism jerks and jolts briefly. The dwarf in the center stays stationary however, an interesting design for a seat.
"Ayyye!" He proclaims loudly "Pardon me for my rudeness im always walking around doing 5 things at once" he then says in a less thick dwarven accent than usual.
"My name is Larz"
"Ive just finished a long journey from the western foot hills of the Wastelands in search of rare minerals so i can build my newest contraption. Whereabouts is your homeland friend?" He climbs out of his machinery and fiddles with it before sitting down with you. The machine appears to be off completely now, but before it settles it sputters and backfires a little from the exhaust system that angles back behind the harness.
"Ah, bear it no mind laddie, I could tell you were ensconsed in that device. Doing five things at once? You must be more intelligent than a basic dwarf like me.
I come from Ironstar, which is in the Ironfoot Mountains to the north of here. The Ironfoot Mountains are a hard place to live, if you are on the outside, but our city of Ironstar is a wonderous sight, dug into the foot of the Ironstar as my clan has grown and mined them. My people are a hardy people, definitely more hardy than simple Hill Dwarves, we had to work for our survival. The ale is dark, the food is hot, and the company used to be pleasant until ...... never mind about my troubles."I trail off and mutter under my breath"Jorrol will die slowly"
"I tell you what lad, you missed a good show, best I've seen here since I arrived two days ago, or maybe you'd have been more interested in your trinkets maybe hahah? What kind of minerals are you looking for? Was it a long journey? Maybe you could find them up in the Ironfoot Mountains?"
"Where are you from lad? Your accent seems strange to me, you're not half-caste are you?" I lower my voice at this last question, and look carefully at him, trying to distinguish any marks or features. Perception - 15
If the server returns, I hand the ale to the other dwarf.
"So, your contraption, it requires some maintenance maybe? I've not seen the likes of it before, must have taken you some time to build it."
The waitress comes through placing two large mugs on either side of the table.
Larz takes a sip of his ale, this is a little odd as most dwarfs dont even know what the word "sip" means. You on the other hand have already gulped down a 3rd of your mug.
You see his eyes widen a little when you mention that you come from Ironstar., *OOC*( ill have to tweek how the conversation happens a little to answer all the questions) You interrupt your own conversation to ask if hes heard of the place.
Larz takes another sip of ale before excitedly saying "I havnt been there myself but every Dwarf knows of Ironstar. Your clan brought about the turning tides of victory when the Abyssal Army invaded the mainland of Arkadia. Not to mention almost all the metals that are used in all of the kingdoms comes from the mines of the Ironfoot Mountains." he says praisingly. He seems to dismiss the fact that you mentioned someone that must die, after all its none of his business.
"What kind of show? I supposed it would depend if I were on the brink of a breakthrough or not" "I didnt find the minerals I were in search for sadly, however i did find some interesting knowledge out about some of the mechanics of harnessing lightning and using it as a source." he says once again wide eyed, caught up in the excitement of his new discovery. When he realizes you looking confused he tries to change subjects. You then ask where his origins might be considering the odd accent and follow up with the halfcast question.
He looks taken aback, "DEEEFinately not a halfcast" he says before adding " Ive just focused on more of the mechanical and science part of our origins is all. My studies have broadened my vocabulary and speech a little more than the casual dwarf thats for sure."
You apologies not meaning to offend and he accepts with reasurance that it is ok. Then a scream comes from what would seem like the back end of the tavern, by the exit.
**OOC** No problems, I know it can be hard to do conversations when it's not face to face :)
I accept the praise, and bang my mug against his. I'm curious as to his background, and where Larzz is from.
"Aye, my Father is the Captain of the Guard, and led troops in those battles. Well, laddie, I'm sure you would have noticed regardless if you were in here. An Orc and a Goliath were making eyes at each other, and it got very hands on shall we say,"as an aside, "I guess it may have been more entertaining if it wasn't an Orc.
Well, you definitely sound like you have an interesting life. Have you been away from your clan for a long time?"
As I was about to prompt him further about his contraption and discoveries (even though I am confused, it does make me curious). I hear the scream.
I look towards the back door, do I see anything out of the ordinary? Perception - 12
"Did you hear that laddie?"
Larzz clings his mug to yours before chugging a tad bit of it.
His eyebrow arcs in curiousity "An orc and a goliath, now ive heard it all" he says with a smile in the corner of his mouth." He then clinks his mug with yours saying "Your father was as brave and heroic as they come!! If it wrnt for him. . well lets just say life wouldn't be as fun." before taking a long chug of his ale, in fact almost the whole mug.
"Interesting is an understatement, i have made break throughs that might change the whole of life itself in Arkadia that is if i survive long enough to see it through. The world is a dangerous place my friend."
When you ask your last question, of his clan, he chugs the rest of his ale and half of the mug the waitress has brought the both of you amidst the conversations. He looks away from you toward the ground as he begins "The dwarves of Du'Randu'uer found me. I was but a wee baby when they found me deep in the mines. They say I was brought by magic of some kind. The dwarfs ive talked to (that is the ones still alive) after becoming age enough to understand, say that as they were working hard at the mountain a bright arcaneic symbol appeared in the center of the room. By the time the dwarves eyes re adjusted they saw a wee figure in the shadows. And that shadowy figure appears to have been me."
He looks up at you slightly teary eyed " I have no clan, ever since i could walk ive been wonderin on my own" he then looks at his vehicle intensely before answering your question of the scream.
"Nothin out of the ordinary, better to mind your own business in these parts." "The law doesnt come here my friend, not unless they are ordered to."
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
You extend the bow to poke at the robot, as the end of the bow is about to make contact you freeze. The robot, that was once un moving, animates and shoots upright still sitting in the puddle of blood. The robot begins dragging the body of the elf off as it says "Orc Biologic, I have no need for further conflict with you. I required information from this biologic and a miscalculations of variables has caused the ceasement of this biological unit. If you wish to continue hostility, I predict a 48.7% chance of your continued respiration and your odds of a victory are considerably lower. You obviously have covert and martial training, but I am trained as well and have much more experience as my lifespan is unfathomable to your average Orc biological span of 66.4 years, reduced to 31.4 years for one that chooses to be an adventurer and lowered still to 22.6 years for one that choses thievery as their vocation
RUSTY
You stop dragging the body away for a minute to attempt to stand up as this (^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^)happens.
The inserted biologic has been ground to nothing in your machinery, the effects they had seem to be gone.
The idea to use magic to search for lost elf was interesting. Nawien knew theory, would it work on practice? They did have time... She closed her eyes, concentrating on "here and now"absorbing sounds, smells and the atmosphere around, slowly extending the feeling in both way.
You begin with blocking out all other surroundings and happenings like your mentor taught you to do before any kind of magic or such not of this sort. As this is your first time practicing any "legit" magic you accidentally tap into an abstract magic, one not usually studied or practiced. As the world fades to black and every sense except sight vanishes. This plane of existance is very odd, you can feel an "invisible" physical connection to your body, almost like a radar of some kind. You see a very long, slender male with long pointy ears laying on the cobblestone in a puddle of crimson. A blurred out figure drags the male toward a corner of the alley in what seems like really slow motion.
The *connection" seems too blurr itself and flicker, your now inches away from the elfs right hand in which is dragging the ground where you see a oddly shiney gold ring with an emblem. The emblem has a star cadi cornered, with an upside down crown on the top point.
You break from the trance, Ben holds your hands with an alarmed look " Thank god! I didnt know what to think, your eyes rolled to the back of your head and you seized out for a second before i grabbed your hands. Since then you have just been stationary not moving even the smallest amount" he says over enthused.
You dont reply but instead go over what just happened in your head now that your senses have come to and the world doesnt constantly feel like its drifting away. You stand up and begin going towards the lingering " string" that you felt moments before.
Ben follows immediately yelling "WAIT! HOLD ON! WHATS GOING ON?!?" Instead of stopping however you speed up. (You dont want to lose the thread)
- I know where he is! - Managed to yell Nawien already on the move not even looking back to check if Ben is following. The body was dragged away by someone. Obviously, not by someone good. A monster? Within the city? Unlikely. But whoever it was, Nawien was prepared to meet him with "magic and steal" as they said in her favourite books. (She is on alert though the "string" is the focus of concentration)
Nawien
You run for what seems like forever, the "conncection" seem to be making a B line to the southeast side of the outer ring. In reality its only been about 20 minutes, your body however argues otherwise. The connection begins dwindling fast, you speed up running as fast as you can down a long alley. At this point Ben has completely been forgot about the thought of looking back not even crossing your mind.
The connection completely vanishes after you turn down a sub-alley. You see someone standing outside of a brick building with a neon sign that says "Lightning Toad" in the distance.
Nawien finally stopped. While catching her breath she was trying to understand where she is and what to do know. Oh, and who, by all hells and heavens, is this by the wall?
Design, if you can call it that, of "Lightning Toad" did not look like anything remotely acceptable in that part of the city. If it was indeed that part of the city. "Where am I? Where is Ben? And what to do now?" - She was awkwardly staring at the figure near the wall trying to guesstimate the situation.
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.
Your entanglement spell is a success and AE'llzolt is rooted where he stands. He immediately sends a lightning bolt towards you, lucky enough you have already begun strifeing and the bolt wizzes past eye level. The crowd is also lucky enough to move out of the way just as it passes striking a tree in the distance. The spell catches you off guard and you think to yourself, how was he able to do such a powerful spell in an instant. Thats when you hear another voice in your head, "Such is the power of my gifts, with a little practice. Now stop where you are and let him hit you with the next one " he says in a promising tone. "Its the only way they will believe you" his voice echoes before fading back to silence.
Amygdala speaks to his brethren " I can not slay him! He shouts .he drops his weapons and prays for his fellow elf ,if my death brings you peace return me to the earth! You may brand me a coward but I die happily knowing my place A HARBINGER SO STRIKE ME DOWN SO WE ALL KNOW PEACE ! I call away entanglement.
You stop in your tracks, drop your wepon, and preech/pray. "If my death brings you peace, return me to the earth! You may brand me a blasphemer but I die happily knowing my place." Your entanglement spell disperses and you bellow loudly "A HARBINGER SO STRIKE ME DOW. SO WE ALL KNOW PEACE!!"
At this your opponent responds with "You are a FOOL!" He then chants a short spell of some kind and performs a series of body gestures and hand signs.
Surrounding you is a very odd realm of existence, everything is strange and vibrant in color. The entity from before stands in front of you as your are still knelt down praying for your adversary.
"Rise friend, it delights me to see you have heeded my instruction." He awaits patiently for reply.
As Marun reaches the back door he sees the bard huddled on the staircase, obviously a wreck. Offering a hand he pulls the bard to his feet, holds him firmly by the shoulders and looks him squarely in the eye to ensure he has their full attention. "You're safe now. Anything that comes through that door deals with me. Now...Breathe...Tell me what happened."
Persuassion: 14
The bard shakily points toward the exit, completely ignore the fact that there is another person that walks up to the corridor.
The door up the steps slams opens and your eyes widen from the site. The performer that entranced everyone hours ago stands in the doorway with a very agitated, yet curious, look on her face.
Her body glistens with sweat, her massive breasts (proportionately with a giant orc) bare for all to see. She hasnt noticed the lot of you before she yells " William! Where are you? Where's my stuff!".
The bard was clearly in no state to share anything more "I guess I will just need to go see for myself," Marun thinks to himself. Just as he is about to hurry through the door, following the bard pointing finger, there is a commotion on the stairs above him.
" William! Where are you? Where's my stuff!"
Marun turns and stares up at the landing above where he is only slightly shocked to see a naked and sweaty woman yelling at the top of her lungs. Something had clearly happened back here. He was pretty confident that the answer to both of their problems had fled out the back door. Marun pushes the bard softly toward the stairs. "Go take care of her, would you? I'll be back soon" Marun strides toward the back door and makes his way outside, hoping to see some sign of where the person causing this disturbance had gone.
Perception: 4
Investigation: 12
OOC: Also what is the name of the tavern that I am at? I would have seen it on the way in earlier. I want to be able to find my way back here :)
Being kind of stunned by the ensuing combat, Sumazura will back up quietly and watch from a safer difference.
9 Stealth
Shaking her head ever so slightly while cowering behind a tree "Just like my people... so barbaric and so unnecessary. I don't understand why these brutes need the need to maim each other, why not worship a God who doesn't require you to beat another person senseless." *SIGH*
Sumazura will watch the rest of the fight before leaving not wanting to get caught and incur the wrath of the tribe.
Sumazara retreats further not to get caught,the view is hard to see now at this distance but you hear the seemingly accused tribesman bellow loudly in what elvin dialect you can understand " I cannot kill him. If my death brings you peace then return me to the earth." There is a brief pause before you see the other elfs entanglement end. "YOU MAY BRAND ME A BLASPHEMER, but i die happily knowing my place" he then drops his wepon and drops to hid knees. His mouth moves but you cant hear at this distance.
The praying? elfs opponent begins chanting in a way you cant understand. His body almost "dances" about, then he ends the performance by slamming his hands together (in a kamehameha way) producing a maaasive, yellow, concentration of electricity where he then steps one foot forward in a stabilizing stance.
The next thing you see is the branches and leaves that make up the canopy. You realize you are laying on your back and cant hear anything.
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.
Maze
Gia moans in a manly way as his natural instinct attempt to manifest physically and burst out of him, your intense encounter has his blood boiling. The unnerving scream doesnt seem to register in any way from the looks and actions of Gia, instead of focusing on whatever that was he seems to be more interested in what you are doing. He groans as you semi stop in your tracks to the unwelcome distraction.
From the screams you cant tell alot sadly, but you can tell its a scream of alarm, also you think it could be a femals voice but it is very hard to differentiate genders in "that key", reffering to the fairly high pitch of its nature. At this point you are almost completely sober, the effects of the beverage seem to vanish quickly if your heart rate is stimulated a certain way. Gia however is fairly intoxicated (7/10) from his earlier victory drink of conquering your challenges. He slides his hand downward towards your right breast grabing your arm firmly with his other free hand. He delicately tries to pull you back to eye level not even thinkning twice of the happens downstairs.
Already so much in the mood for more, I have only stop my maneuvers on Gia as a reflex, to learn more about the sign of alarm. Since I can't discern anything that would be worth my time, and since I can see how Gia keeps all of his focus on me, I too push this scream out of my conscience. "I've heard more convincing screams coming from people enjoying my company and this body is way too tempting to let go to waste. I need to feel the release!"
I'm not the submissive type though. So, to Gia's dominating attitude I answer with a special move of mine. Once I get eye contact with Gia, I say with a wicked smile, "Game on!" and with simple forms of martial art, skillfully aiming for joints and pressure points, I passionately try to subdue him, both physically and mentally. Once this first playful attack is done, I try to step off Gia, closer to the door.
Before Gia can attack me, I say, "Take off your clothes! I need to take care of one last thing before we get to the serious stuff." My mind back from the haze of alcohol, I consider that the bard is taking too much time to come with my due and I open the door, not at all concern with my nudity. As I open the door, I remember about the scream and I keep an attentive ear, trying to learn more at the same time. Yelling the bard's name, I say angrily, "Where are you? Where's my stuff!"
You look confused when you notice the bard and two others at the bottom of the steps before you realize that you found the source of the scream. William the bard sets shakey curled, grabbing his knees a few steps up the stairs. One of the other beings, a Dragonborne, says something inaudible before exiting the back door.
The last being seems to have just arrived at the scene, starring up at you, presumably from the slamming door.
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As Marun reaches the back door he sees the bard huddled on the staircase, obviously a wreck. Offering a hand he pulls the bard to his feet, holds him firmly by the shoulders and looks him squarely in the eye to ensure he has their full attention. "You're safe now. Anything that comes through that door deals with me. Now...Breathe...Tell me what happened."
Persuassion: 17
Cyst, a little tipsy, leaves his own drink at the bar and walks to the source of that scream, if there corners to cross, he first peers around the corner and then turns it
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- I know where he is! - Managed to yell Nawien already on the move not even looking back to check if Ben is following. The body was dragged away by someone. Obviously, not by someone good. A monster? Within the city? Unlikely. But whoever it was, Nawien was prepared to meet him with "magic and steal" as they said in her favourite books. (She is on alert though the "string" is the focus of concentration)
Meili Liang Lvl 5 Monk
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"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.
Maze
Gia moans in a manly way as his natural instinct attempt to manifest physically and burst out of him, your intense encounter has his blood boiling. The unnerving scream doesnt seem to register in any way from the looks and actions of Gia, instead of focusing on whatever that was he seems to be more interested in what you are doing. He groans as you semi stop in your tracks to the unwelcome distraction.
From the screams you cant tell alot sadly, but you can tell its a scream of alarm, also you think it could be a femals voice but it is very hard to differentiate genders in "that key", reffering to the fairly high pitch of its nature. At this point you are almost completely sober, the effects of the beverage seem to vanish quickly if your heart rate is stimulated a certain way. Gia however is fairly intoxicated (7/10) from his earlier victory drink of conquering your challenges. He slides his hand downward towards your right breast grabing your arm firmly with his other free hand. He delicately tries to pull you back to eye level not even thinkning twice of the happens downstairs.
Already so much in the mood for more, I have only stop my maneuvers on Gia as a reflex, to learn more about the sign of alarm. Since I can't discern anything that would be worth my time, and since I can see how Gia keeps all of his focus on me, I too push this scream out of my conscience. "I've heard more convincing screams coming from people enjoying my company and this body is way too tempting to let go to waste. I need to feel the release!"
I'm not the submissive type though. So, to Gia's dominating attitude I answer with a special move of mine. Once I get eye contact with Gia, I say with a wicked smile, "Game on!" and with simple forms of martial art, skillfully aiming for joints and pressure points, I passionately try to subdue him, both physically and mentally. Once this first playful attack is done, I try to step off Gia, closer to the door.
Before Gia can attack me, I say, "Take off your clothes! I need to take care of one last thing before we get to the serious stuff."
My mind back from the haze of alcohol, I consider that the bard is taking too much time to come with my due and I open the door, not at all concern with my nudity.
As I open the door, I remember about the scream and I keep an attentive ear, trying to learn more at the same time. Yelling the bard's name, I say angrily, "Where are you? Where's my stuff!"
Sumazura
You peek from behind the tree, from what you can see at this distance the 4 older looking tribesmen stand on a natural higher plateau than the rest with thier hands held to the sky. Their voices echo loudly as they begin speaking in High Elven, which you are familiar with however it seems to be a dialect thats not familiar at all. After you piece th language together you gasp to yourself. The two seem to be engaged in a ceremonial trial of the gods( or atleast the ones hey believe to be true).
The Elders hands lower to their sides and immediately the two begin. The one closest to your vision strifes to the side and chants something. His opponent seems to be stuck in place by very thick roots that burst forth from the ground. Then a bright light and crackling sounds starts in the entangled Elfs hands. A bolt of lightning darts in your direction and before you can react it strikes one of the trees several feet to your left.
Splinters fly in every direction as the tree bursts into flames. Its a fairly massive tree so the though of it collapsing as of right now is out of the question however, in the center of impact sets a large chunck of missing tree.
TheWise
The waitress comes through placing two large mugs on either side of the table.
Larz takes a sip of his ale, this is a little odd as most dwarfs dont even know what the word "sip" means. You on the other hand have already gulped down a 3rd of your mug.
You see his eyes widen a little when you mention that you come from Ironstar., *OOC*( ill have to tweek how the conversation happens a little to answer all the questions) You interrupt your own conversation to ask if hes heard of the place.
Larz takes another sip of ale before excitedly saying "I havnt been there myself but every Dwarf knows of Ironstar. Your clan brought about the turning tides of victory when the Abyssal Army invaded the mainland of Arkadia. Not to mention almost all the metals that are used in all of the kingdoms comes from the mines of the Ironfoot Mountains." he says praisingly. He seems to dismiss the fact that you mentioned someone that must die, after all its none of his business.
"What kind of show? I supposed it would depend if I were on the brink of a breakthrough or not" "I didnt find the minerals I were in search for sadly, however i did find some interesting knowledge out about some of the mechanics of harnessing lightning and using it as a source." he says once again wide eyed, caught up in the excitement of his new discovery. When he realizes you looking confused he tries to change subjects. You then ask where his origins might be considering the odd accent and follow up with the halfcast question.
He looks taken aback, "DEEEFinately not a halfcast" he says before adding " Ive just focused on more of the mechanical and science part of our origins is all. My studies have broadened my vocabulary and speech a little more than the casual dwarf thats for sure."
You apologies not meaning to offend and he accepts with reasurance that it is ok. Then a scream comes from what would seem like the back end of the tavern, by the exit.
TheWise
**OOC** No problems, I know it can be hard to do conversations when it's not face to face :)
I accept the praise, and bang my mug against his. I'm curious as to his background, and where Larzz is from.
"Aye, my Father is the Captain of the Guard, and led troops in those battles. Well, laddie, I'm sure you would have noticed regardless if you were in here. An Orc and a Goliath were making eyes at each other, and it got very hands on shall we say," as an aside, "I guess it may have been more entertaining if it wasn't an Orc.
Well, you definitely sound like you have an interesting life. Have you been away from your clan for a long time?"
As I was about to prompt him further about his contraption and discoveries (even though I am confused, it does make me curious). I hear the scream.
I look towards the back door, do I see anything out of the ordinary? Perception - 12
"Did you hear that laddie?"
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
****OOC*****
My apologies for lack of posts today i should be able to make up for it tomorow. Things are so intense and closely knit right now!! Its so exciting, I think im about to make a plot chart to help me keep up whith who is where when and what not. Anyways i hope everyone is well, hang in there ill get to everyone and try to do several for everyone tomorow at that
TheWise
Being kind of stunned by the ensuing combat, Sumazura will back up quietly and watch from a safer difference.
9 Stealth
Shaking her head ever so slightly while cowering behind a tree "Just like my people... so barbaric and so unnecessary. I don't understand why these brutes need the need to maim each other, why not worship a God who doesn't require you to beat another person senseless." *SIGH*
Sumazura will watch the rest of the fight before leaving not wanting to get caught and incur the wrath of the tribe.
You sway a little as you walk toward the back of the tavern slightly drunk. You can see the back door 15 feet in front of you. Several paces ahead is a muscular being with dragon like feature, he also seems to be investigating the disturbance. As you get nearer, the dragonman stops just in front of the exit turning his attention to the opening on the right. You can see a few steps from here and assume its a flight of stairs.
When you reach the back you also turn your attention to the right where you see the dragon man attempting to comfort the bard, who was shaken and emotional.
The door up the steps slams opens and your eyes widen from the site. The performer that entranced you hours ago stands in the doorway with a very agitated, yet curious, look on her face.
Her body glistens with sweat, her massive breasts (proportionately with a giant orc) bare for all to see. She hasnt noticed the lot of you before she yells " William! Where are you? Where's my stuff!".
TheWise
The bard shakily points toward the exit, completely ignore the fact that there is another person that walks up to the corridor.
The door up the steps slams opens and your eyes widen from the site. The performer that entranced everyone hours ago stands in the doorway with a very agitated, yet curious, look on her face.
Her body glistens with sweat, her massive breasts (proportionately with a giant orc) bare for all to see. She hasnt noticed the lot of you before she yells " William! Where are you? Where's my stuff!".
TheWise
You extend the bow to poke at the robot, as the end of the bow is about to make contact you freeze. The robot, that was once un moving, animates and shoots upright still sitting in the puddle of blood. The robot begins dragging the body of the elf off as it says "Orc Biologic, I have no need for further conflict with you. I required information from this biologic and a miscalculations of variables has caused the ceasement of this biological unit. If you wish to continue hostility, I predict a 48.7% chance of your continued respiration and your odds of a victory are considerably lower. You obviously have covert and martial training, but I am trained as well and have much more experience as my lifespan is unfathomable to your average Orc biological span of 66.4 years, reduced to 31.4 years for one that chooses to be an adventurer and lowered still to 22.6 years for one that choses thievery as their vocation."
TheWise
Nawien
You run for what seems like forever, the "conncection" seem to be making a B line to the southeast side of the outer ring. In reality its only been about 20 minutes, your body however argues otherwise. The connection begins dwindling fast, you speed up running as fast as you can down a long alley. At this point Ben has completely been forgot about the thought of looking back not even crossing your mind.
The connection completely vanishes after you turn down a sub-alley. You see someone standing outside of a brick building with a neon sign that says "Lightning Toad" in the distance.
TheWise
Larzz clings his mug to yours before chugging a tad bit of it.
His eyebrow arcs in curiousity "An orc and a goliath, now ive heard it all" he says with a smile in the corner of his mouth." He then clinks his mug with yours saying "Your father was as brave and heroic as they come!! If it wrnt for him. . well lets just say life wouldn't be as fun." before taking a long chug of his ale, in fact almost the whole mug.
"Interesting is an understatement, i have made break throughs that might change the whole of life itself in Arkadia that is if i survive long enough to see it through. The world is a dangerous place my friend."
When you ask your last question, of his clan, he chugs the rest of his ale and half of the mug the waitress has brought the both of you amidst the conversations. He looks away from you toward the ground as he begins "The dwarves of Du'Randu'uer found me. I was but a wee baby when they found me deep in the mines. They say I was brought by magic of some kind. The dwarfs ive talked to (that is the ones still alive) after becoming age enough to understand, say that as they were working hard at the mountain a bright arcaneic symbol appeared in the center of the room. By the time the dwarves eyes re adjusted they saw a wee figure in the shadows. And that shadowy figure appears to have been me."
He looks up at you slightly teary eyed " I have no clan, ever since i could walk ive been wonderin on my own" he then looks at his vehicle intensely before answering your question of the scream.
"Nothin out of the ordinary, better to mind your own business in these parts." "The law doesnt come here my friend, not unless they are ordered to."
TheWise
You extend the bow to poke at the robot, as the end of the bow is about to make contact you freeze. The robot, that was once un moving, animates and shoots upright still sitting in the puddle of blood. The robot begins dragging the body of the elf off as it says "Orc Biologic, I have no need for further conflict with you. I required information from this biologic and a miscalculations of variables has caused the ceasement of this biological unit. If you wish to continue hostility, I predict a 48.7% chance of your continued respiration and your odds of a victory are considerably lower. You obviously have covert and martial training, but I am trained as well and have much more experience as my lifespan is unfathomable to your average Orc biological span of 66.4 years, reduced to 31.4 years for one that chooses to be an adventurer and lowered still to 22.6 years for one that choses thievery as their vocation
RUSTY
You stop dragging the body away for a minute to attempt to stand up as this (^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^)happens.
The inserted biologic has been ground to nothing in your machinery, the effects they had seem to be gone.
TheWise
Nawien finally stopped. While catching her breath she was trying to understand where she is and what to do know. Oh, and who, by all hells and heavens, is this by the wall?
Design, if you can call it that, of "Lightning Toad" did not look like anything remotely acceptable in that part of the city. If it was indeed that part of the city. "Where am I? Where is Ben? And what to do now?" - She was awkwardly staring at the figure near the wall trying to guesstimate the situation.
Insight9
Investigation21
Perception7
Survival21
Meili Liang Lvl 5 Monk
Dice
You stop in your tracks, drop your wepon, and preech/pray. "If my death brings you peace, return me to the earth! You may brand me a blasphemer but I die happily knowing my place." Your entanglement spell disperses and you bellow loudly "A HARBINGER SO STRIKE ME DOW. SO WE ALL KNOW PEACE!!"
At this your opponent responds with "You are a FOOL!" He then chants a short spell of some kind and performs a series of body gestures and hand signs.
Surrounding you is a very odd realm of existence, everything is strange and vibrant in color. The entity from before stands in front of you as your are still knelt down praying for your adversary.
"Rise friend, it delights me to see you have heeded my instruction." He awaits patiently for reply.
TheWise
The bard was clearly in no state to share anything more "I guess I will just need to go see for myself," Marun thinks to himself. Just as he is about to hurry through the door, following the bard pointing finger, there is a commotion on the stairs above him.
" William! Where are you? Where's my stuff!"
Marun turns and stares up at the landing above where he is only slightly shocked to see a naked and sweaty woman yelling at the top of her lungs. Something had clearly happened back here. He was pretty confident that the answer to both of their problems had fled out the back door. Marun pushes the bard softly toward the stairs. "Go take care of her, would you? I'll be back soon" Marun strides toward the back door and makes his way outside, hoping to see some sign of where the person causing this disturbance had gone.
Perception: 4
Investigation: 12
OOC: Also what is the name of the tavern that I am at? I would have seen it on the way in earlier. I want to be able to find my way back here :)
Sumazara retreats further not to get caught,the view is hard to see now at this distance but you hear the seemingly accused tribesman bellow loudly in what elvin dialect you can understand " I cannot kill him. If my death brings you peace then return me to the earth." There is a brief pause before you see the other elfs entanglement end. "YOU MAY BRAND ME A BLASPHEMER, but i die happily knowing my place" he then drops his wepon and drops to hid knees. His mouth moves but you cant hear at this distance.
The praying? elfs opponent begins chanting in a way you cant understand. His body almost "dances" about, then he ends the performance by slamming his hands together (in a kamehameha way) producing a maaasive, yellow, concentration of electricity where he then steps one foot forward in a stabilizing stance.
The next thing you see is the branches and leaves that make up the canopy. You realize you are laying on your back and cant hear anything.
TheWise
You look confused when you notice the bard and two others at the bottom of the steps before you realize that you found the source of the scream. William the bard sets shakey curled, grabbing his knees a few steps up the stairs. One of the other beings, a Dragonborne, says something inaudible before exiting the back door.
The last being seems to have just arrived at the scene, starring up at you, presumably from the slamming door.
TheWise