After the long morning discussion, Laievis decided to clear his head and say goodbye to the city. He did not really see it, spending all his time mostly in the Temple, so, now he tried to remedy his neglect. There was enough time before the show begins, and what is the better time to see a place in all it's glory than during a celebration? Laievis was walking along the streets, tasting food from all kind of street food vendors, watching local amusements and enjoin a peaceful day before a long and no doubt troublesome journey.
Roscoe finds himself making his way with the others. "One last piece of joy before war," he says with a bit of sadness when they arrive. His tribe had plenty of theatrics involved in the the abundance of ceremonies, but he hadn't really sat and watched a performance like this before.
Edeleth is worried. Rosri had been surly at breakfast, but Edeleth had put that down to lack of sleep and unhappiness with the group's decision to go with the army. Now the rogue deliberately sits apart from his friends, with a grim expression on his face.
Has Rosri decided to leave the group? The thought frightens Edeleth. The two halflings had been the first friends Edeleth had ever made outside his own kingdom, and are in the very small group of people that he had come to trust. Rogue or not, Rosri had proved himself honorable, steadfast, braver than he realized himself, and a very good friend. Edeleth does not want to lose him over a minor difference of values.
He considers moving to sit with Rosri, but decides against it. Rosri's decision has to be his own in the end, and the time to argue with it would come when and if Rosri determines to share it.
Meanwhile, he can at least take comfort in the presence of his other companions. He had seen little of Roscoe since the meeting in the Granit Palace.
"Perhaps not the very last," he says. "We will have some traveling to enjoy before everything goes to...war."
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Edeleth Treesong (Aldalire) WoodElf Druid lvl 8 Talaveroth Sub 2 Last Tree StandingTabaxi Ranger, Chef and Hoardsperson lvl 5, Company of the Dragon Team 1 Choir Kenku Cleric, Tempest Domain, lvl 11, Descent Into Avernus Test Drive Poinki Goblin Paladin, Redemption, lvl 5, Tales from Talaveroth Lyrika Nyx Satyr Bard lvl 1, The Six Kingdoms of Talia
Roscoe lets a smile spread on his face as he replies, "Yous right. Yous think Rosri's doing okay with all this?"He looks over at his halfling companion.
"I'm not sure. But he seems to want to be by himself, for the moment." At least, he hopes it is only for the moment.
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Edeleth Treesong (Aldalire) WoodElf Druid lvl 8 Talaveroth Sub 2 Last Tree StandingTabaxi Ranger, Chef and Hoardsperson lvl 5, Company of the Dragon Team 1 Choir Kenku Cleric, Tempest Domain, lvl 11, Descent Into Avernus Test Drive Poinki Goblin Paladin, Redemption, lvl 5, Tales from Talaveroth Lyrika Nyx Satyr Bard lvl 1, The Six Kingdoms of Talia
Rosri sensed that his friends were looking in his direction and when they looked away he observed them. It was hard and he could barely make out what they were saying about him. He knew that he shouldn’t eavesdrop but he couldn’t help himself.
<if they worry about me then maybe it will be okey if I tell them.>
Peshley finishes her breakfast and heads out into town to go explore the festival. She has no purpose on where to go to, expect to be at the performance when it starts. In the meantime she is drawn to whatever smells, colours, or sounds draw her attention.
Perhaps, after all, it would be a mistake to leave Rosri alone to solidify a decision. Perhaps he is actually hoping to be convinced to stay. Or afraid of being talked out of a hard decision to leave. If they convince him to stay against his principles, he may grow to resent them more than he does now. But if they simply let him walk off without protest, what will that say to him?
It's all so very complicated, Edeleth thinks. Or maybe that's just me.
That may be the answer.
"Roscoe," he says, "Perhaps it would be a good thing for you to chat with Rosri. He and I have been bickering a lot over this decision, and he is probably thoroughly sick of me. I'm sure I seem controlling and dictatorial to him. But you've been neutral in the argument. It may make him feel better just to be able to speak with you about his feelings on the matter."
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Edeleth Treesong (Aldalire) WoodElf Druid lvl 8 Talaveroth Sub 2 Last Tree StandingTabaxi Ranger, Chef and Hoardsperson lvl 5, Company of the Dragon Team 1 Choir Kenku Cleric, Tempest Domain, lvl 11, Descent Into Avernus Test Drive Poinki Goblin Paladin, Redemption, lvl 5, Tales from Talaveroth Lyrika Nyx Satyr Bard lvl 1, The Six Kingdoms of Talia
The City is now bustling with sounds of Celebration, and a Military parade makes its way from the Granit Palace all the way to the Grand Marketplace, greeted by crowds of banner-waving Citizens. As they finally arrive to the Central Plaza in the Lower Peak, they are joined by Hærad Hammerthorn and his retainers. The Jarl steps onto the Central Stage, and addresses his People:
"Citizens of the Three Peaks, friends and Visitors from distant Lands, today is a day of Celebration, but also one of Solemn Respect. Today, we remember those who selflessly gave their lives for their Clans, Kingdom and families. May their names forever be etched in the History of our Re-united Nation. Through their sacrifice and courage, the Six Clans of Nâr Barâk may now once again live in peace, prosperity and Brotherhood. As a token of our eternal gratitude to our fallen brothers and sisters, let us now each light a candle for them, so that they may see the light they have brought to this Land, all the way from Moradin's Heavenly Realm!"
The Jarl lights a giant candle standing on the stage, and the thousands of people gathered around it light theirs as well. The Bard's College orchestra then proceeds to play the Granit Clan's Anthem, "the Lights of the Three Peaks", accompanied by the crowd, singing in unison, holding their hands on their hearts.
Once the orchestra finishes, Hærad Hammerthorn holds up an exquisitely crafted Ale mug, facing the hanging Banners of dozens of Alliance factions. Everyone in the crowd does the same.
"To the Heroes of Talaveroth. Lost, but never forgotten. Hail!"
A thunderous cheer errupts from the crowd, as they all toast the Remembered.
"And now, the Three Peak's newly founded Bard's College shall delight us with a Performance celebrating the Battle of the Floating Islands, in the Primordial Forest, where an outnumbered Alliance Force finally defeated the Archwitch and her fiendish army!"
The crowd claps, and the show begins. Saerrira, playing the role of the Wizard Queen, and Cade, playing the role of Randal Styles, the most famous bard in Talaveroth, step onto the stage, supported by a cast of more than twenty actors/dancers, and the orchestra's mesmerizing symphony. From the back of the stage, Ellethy provides magical effects, sounds and lighting. The performance is one of epic proportions, and as the final act comes to an end, the crowd errupts into tears and cheers. Even the Jarl is captivated by the Musical.
Keeping a close watch on the entire performance, Althulius Gambles sheds tears of joy, as he realizes he's about to get a FAT government funding to his Bard's College...
Edeleth stands and applauds with the rest of the crowd.
It had been hard to put aside his worries and focus on the show at first, and sitting silent while an anthem he did not know was sung felt awkward--he was sure a few of the dwarves in the audience had cast dark looks at him-- but eventually the drama, spectacle, and especially the music had drawn him in. Cade and Saerirra had definitely been the highlights of the performance.
(OOC: What, you guys not coming out to take a bow?)
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Edeleth Treesong (Aldalire) WoodElf Druid lvl 8 Talaveroth Sub 2 Last Tree StandingTabaxi Ranger, Chef and Hoardsperson lvl 5, Company of the Dragon Team 1 Choir Kenku Cleric, Tempest Domain, lvl 11, Descent Into Avernus Test Drive Poinki Goblin Paladin, Redemption, lvl 5, Tales from Talaveroth Lyrika Nyx Satyr Bard lvl 1, The Six Kingdoms of Talia
Cade beamed as everyone clapped after the performance and was glad to see Saerirra standing next to him. He knew the show was a hit, but it didn't hit him how well it went until afterwards with the way the crowd reacted. Turning to Saerirra he signaled for her to lean down and when she did he said, "You were great! I can't believe it went off as well as it did!", He then gave her as big a hug as his arms could. Hearing some low whistling he turned his head to the side and saw his wife...Ellethy floating not far away giving him the "come hither" signal. He smiled and made his way over to her and when he got to her she gave him a wink and a quick peck on the cheek and then sat on his shoulder. He left to head backstage and gave everyone a wave of both hands as he did so...afterwards he wondered what was going to happen next. He knew the group was going to be back together and that they were going to go with the army, but he had no idea what to expect on this new adventure.
OOC: I have been pretty busy with another project, but I have no intentions of leaving this as it has grown substantially...plus, I am married! What kinda man would just up and leave his pixie wife for no reason! lol
Uther clapped and cheered as he walked closer to the stage, he wore a long dark jacket over his white orc suit both embroidered in entwined purple and green on the cuffs, trims, and edges (representing the colors from both his parents' houses). He tapped Edeleth on the back and nodded as he spotted him in the crowd on his way to the stage.
'tomorrow will come and it will be dealt with, today enjoy the performance' he told himself as he finally reach the stage and waited for the performers to come out again. He was especially looking forward to watching Saerirra perform again, though he wasn't looking forward to the grief it might cause him. But Uther was resolute on hiding his feelings from now on. So he continued to clap.
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Yanked out of his thoughts by the cheering crowd Rosri realize he’d missed most of the performance. Ashamed he start clapping.
From where he stands Rosri has a good view of the crowd. He feel like ha has to do something to distract his mind and knows that this kind of events usually attracts thieves and pickpocketers. (He will be on the lookout for one and pickpocket him/her if he finds one.)
Saerirra had gotten so emotional she had slipped into Draconic accidentally, whispering to herself as she bowed her head and closed her eyes, basking in the moment. Even the distressing news she recently heard could not keep her from experiencing such joy.
Saerrira actually notices a delegation of Silver Dragonborn Nobles standing in the crowd, grouped together and brandishing the Banners of St Elora, and the Silver Mountain...they are clapping loudly, and whispering amongst each other, pointing at her, looking impressed...
Cade is the only one to notice a familiar looking Satyr leaning against an empty market stall away from the crowd, watching and smiling. He claps enthusiastically, looking Cade straight in the eyes...
At this point, the characters have all spent a nice "vacation" in the City, reconciliating stories, creating new ones, building important relations with NPCs and setting up a slow buildup to an unavoidable Epic Showdown...with Team1 and 2 being "dragged" to the Frontlines of a new War against Team Evil, and Team3 working in the Shadows to uncover yet another Threat to Talaveroth....
I think that calls for a LEVEL UP! EVERY TEAM IS NOW LEVEL 5!
After everything begins to settle and people start going about the rest of the festival, Saerirra steps down off the stage and walks over to the members of her clan and begin talking to them.
"Hello." She bows respectfully. "I am very happy you all were able to come all the way here, not just to see me, but to join the festivities as well."
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After the long morning discussion, Laievis decided to clear his head and say goodbye to the city. He did not really see it, spending all his time mostly in the Temple, so, now he tried to remedy his neglect. There was enough time before the show begins, and what is the better time to see a place in all it's glory than during a celebration? Laievis was walking along the streets, tasting food from all kind of street food vendors, watching local amusements and enjoin a peaceful day before a long and no doubt troublesome journey.
Meili Liang Lvl 5 Monk
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Roscoe finds himself making his way with the others. "One last piece of joy before war," he says with a bit of sadness when they arrive. His tribe had plenty of theatrics involved in the the abundance of ceremonies, but he hadn't really sat and watched a performance like this before.
Edeleth is worried. Rosri had been surly at breakfast, but Edeleth had put that down to lack of sleep and unhappiness with the group's decision to go with the army. Now the rogue deliberately sits apart from his friends, with a grim expression on his face.
Has Rosri decided to leave the group? The thought frightens Edeleth. The two halflings had been the first friends Edeleth had ever made outside his own kingdom, and are in the very small group of people that he had come to trust. Rogue or not, Rosri had proved himself honorable, steadfast, braver than he realized himself, and a very good friend. Edeleth does not want to lose him over a minor difference of values.
He considers moving to sit with Rosri, but decides against it. Rosri's decision has to be his own in the end, and the time to argue with it would come when and if Rosri determines to share it.
Meanwhile, he can at least take comfort in the presence of his other companions. He had seen little of Roscoe since the meeting in the Granit Palace.
"Perhaps not the very last," he says. "We will have some traveling to enjoy before everything goes to...war."
Edeleth Treesong (Aldalire) Wood Elf Druid lvl 8 Talaveroth Sub 2
Last Tree Standing Tabaxi Ranger, Chef and Hoardsperson lvl 5, Company of the Dragon Team 1
Choir Kenku Cleric, Tempest Domain, lvl 11, Descent Into Avernus Test Drive
Poinki Goblin Paladin, Redemption, lvl 5, Tales from Talaveroth
Lyrika Nyx Satyr Bard lvl 1, The Six Kingdoms of Talia
Roscoe lets a smile spread on his face as he replies, "Yous right. Yous think Rosri's doing okay with all this?" He looks over at his halfling companion.
"I'm not sure. But he seems to want to be by himself, for the moment." At least, he hopes it is only for the moment.
Edeleth Treesong (Aldalire) Wood Elf Druid lvl 8 Talaveroth Sub 2
Last Tree Standing Tabaxi Ranger, Chef and Hoardsperson lvl 5, Company of the Dragon Team 1
Choir Kenku Cleric, Tempest Domain, lvl 11, Descent Into Avernus Test Drive
Poinki Goblin Paladin, Redemption, lvl 5, Tales from Talaveroth
Lyrika Nyx Satyr Bard lvl 1, The Six Kingdoms of Talia
"In the tribe, we's always did things together. Mayhaps his family does things different."
Rosri sensed that his friends were looking in his direction and when they looked away he observed them. It was hard and he could barely make out what they were saying about him. He knew that he shouldn’t eavesdrop but he couldn’t help himself.
<if they worry about me then maybe it will be okey if I tell them.>
Peshley finishes her breakfast and heads out into town to go explore the festival. She has no purpose on where to go to, expect to be at the performance when it starts. In the meantime she is drawn to whatever smells, colours, or sounds draw her attention.
Perhaps, after all, it would be a mistake to leave Rosri alone to solidify a decision. Perhaps he is actually hoping to be convinced to stay. Or afraid of being talked out of a hard decision to leave. If they convince him to stay against his principles, he may grow to resent them more than he does now. But if they simply let him walk off without protest, what will that say to him?
It's all so very complicated, Edeleth thinks. Or maybe that's just me.
That may be the answer.
"Roscoe," he says, "Perhaps it would be a good thing for you to chat with Rosri. He and I have been bickering a lot over this decision, and he is probably thoroughly sick of me. I'm sure I seem controlling and dictatorial to him. But you've been neutral in the argument. It may make him feel better just to be able to speak with you about his feelings on the matter."
Edeleth Treesong (Aldalire) Wood Elf Druid lvl 8 Talaveroth Sub 2
Last Tree Standing Tabaxi Ranger, Chef and Hoardsperson lvl 5, Company of the Dragon Team 1
Choir Kenku Cleric, Tempest Domain, lvl 11, Descent Into Avernus Test Drive
Poinki Goblin Paladin, Redemption, lvl 5, Tales from Talaveroth
Lyrika Nyx Satyr Bard lvl 1, The Six Kingdoms of Talia
The City is now bustling with sounds of Celebration, and a Military parade makes its way from the Granit Palace all the way to the Grand Marketplace, greeted by crowds of banner-waving Citizens. As they finally arrive to the Central Plaza in the Lower Peak, they are joined by Hærad Hammerthorn and his retainers. The Jarl steps onto the Central Stage, and addresses his People:
"Citizens of the Three Peaks, friends and Visitors from distant Lands, today is a day of Celebration, but also one of Solemn Respect. Today, we remember those who selflessly gave their lives for their Clans, Kingdom and families. May their names forever be etched in the History of our Re-united Nation. Through their sacrifice and courage, the Six Clans of Nâr Barâk may now once again live in peace, prosperity and Brotherhood. As a token of our eternal gratitude to our fallen brothers and sisters, let us now each light a candle for them, so that they may see the light they have brought to this Land, all the way from Moradin's Heavenly Realm!"
The Jarl lights a giant candle standing on the stage, and the thousands of people gathered around it light theirs as well. The Bard's College orchestra then proceeds to play the Granit Clan's Anthem, "the Lights of the Three Peaks", accompanied by the crowd, singing in unison, holding their hands on their hearts.
Once the orchestra finishes, Hærad Hammerthorn holds up an exquisitely crafted Ale mug, facing the hanging Banners of dozens of Alliance factions. Everyone in the crowd does the same.
"To the Heroes of Talaveroth. Lost, but never forgotten. Hail!"
A thunderous cheer errupts from the crowd, as they all toast the Remembered.
"And now, the Three Peak's newly founded Bard's College shall delight us with a Performance celebrating the Battle of the Floating Islands, in the Primordial Forest, where an outnumbered Alliance Force finally defeated the Archwitch and her fiendish army!"
The crowd claps, and the show begins. Saerrira, playing the role of the Wizard Queen, and Cade, playing the role of Randal Styles, the most famous bard in Talaveroth, step onto the stage, supported by a cast of more than twenty actors/dancers, and the orchestra's mesmerizing symphony. From the back of the stage, Ellethy provides magical effects, sounds and lighting. The performance is one of epic proportions, and as the final act comes to an end, the crowd errupts into tears and cheers. Even the Jarl is captivated by the Musical.
Keeping a close watch on the entire performance, Althulius Gambles sheds tears of joy, as he realizes he's about to get a FAT government funding to his Bard's College...
Edeleth stands and applauds with the rest of the crowd.
It had been hard to put aside his worries and focus on the show at first, and sitting silent while an anthem he did not know was sung felt awkward--he was sure a few of the dwarves in the audience had cast dark looks at him-- but eventually the drama, spectacle, and especially the music had drawn him in. Cade and Saerirra had definitely been the highlights of the performance.
(OOC: What, you guys not coming out to take a bow?)
Edeleth Treesong (Aldalire) Wood Elf Druid lvl 8 Talaveroth Sub 2
Last Tree Standing Tabaxi Ranger, Chef and Hoardsperson lvl 5, Company of the Dragon Team 1
Choir Kenku Cleric, Tempest Domain, lvl 11, Descent Into Avernus Test Drive
Poinki Goblin Paladin, Redemption, lvl 5, Tales from Talaveroth
Lyrika Nyx Satyr Bard lvl 1, The Six Kingdoms of Talia
(Well I had waited in case the DM had more to add, and I don't think Dean is on as often as some of us, but since you insist.....lol)
Saerirra stood alongside Cade and the rest of the cart as they each held hands and bowed in unison.
Saerirra shed a year of pride and happiness from performing for the largest audience of her life. She couldn't stop her smile if she tried.
Saerirra looked up and whispered to the heavens, "Are you proud of me mother, father? I did it. And with many, many new friends."
Cade beamed as everyone clapped after the performance and was glad to see Saerirra standing next to him. He knew the show was a hit, but it didn't hit him how well it went until afterwards with the way the crowd reacted. Turning to Saerirra he signaled for her to lean down and when she did he said, "You were great! I can't believe it went off as well as it did!", He then gave her as big a hug as his arms could. Hearing some low whistling he turned his head to the side and saw his wife...Ellethy floating not far away giving him the "come hither" signal. He smiled and made his way over to her and when he got to her she gave him a wink and a quick peck on the cheek and then sat on his shoulder. He left to head backstage and gave everyone a wave of both hands as he did so...afterwards he wondered what was going to happen next. He knew the group was going to be back together and that they were going to go with the army, but he had no idea what to expect on this new adventure.
OOC: I have been pretty busy with another project, but I have no intentions of leaving this as it has grown substantially...plus, I am married! What kinda man would just up and leave his pixie wife for no reason! lol
Cade Overhill/ Level 3 / Halfling / Bard - Talaveroth (sub-campaign 1)
Manneo "Bear Killer" Thuliaga / Level 1 / Goliath / Monk - Curse of Strahd
Uther clapped and cheered as he walked closer to the stage, he wore a long dark jacket over his white orc suit both embroidered in entwined purple and green on the cuffs, trims, and edges (representing the colors from both his parents' houses). He tapped Edeleth on the back and nodded as he spotted him in the crowd on his way to the stage.
'tomorrow will come and it will be dealt with, today enjoy the performance' he told himself as he finally reach the stage and waited for the performers to come out again. He was especially looking forward to watching Saerirra perform again, though he wasn't looking forward to the grief it might cause him. But Uther was resolute on hiding his feelings from now on. So he continued to clap.
Yanked out of his thoughts by the cheering crowd Rosri realize he’d missed most of the performance. Ashamed he start clapping.
From where he stands Rosri has a good view of the crowd. He feel like ha has to do something to distract his mind and knows that this kind of events usually attracts thieves and pickpocketers. (He will be on the lookout for one and pickpocket him/her if he finds one.)
Perception check: 10
Slight of handcheck: 15
OOC: Does my passive perception (21) count here? cause that was a shitty perception roll... :D
"Nomeno ui wer jennuilti kear di sia tobor."
Saerirra had gotten so emotional she had slipped into Draconic accidentally, whispering to herself as she bowed her head and closed her eyes, basking in the moment. Even the distressing news she recently heard could not keep her from experiencing such joy.
Saerrira actually notices a delegation of Silver Dragonborn Nobles standing in the crowd, grouped together and brandishing the Banners of St Elora, and the Silver Mountain...they are clapping loudly, and whispering amongst each other, pointing at her, looking impressed...
Cade is the only one to notice a familiar looking Satyr leaning against an empty market stall away from the crowd, watching and smiling. He claps enthusiastically, looking Cade straight in the eyes...
At this point, the characters have all spent a nice "vacation" in the City, reconciliating stories, creating new ones, building important relations with NPCs and setting up a slow buildup to an unavoidable Epic Showdown...with Team1 and 2 being "dragged" to the Frontlines of a new War against Team Evil, and Team3 working in the Shadows to uncover yet another Threat to Talaveroth....
I think that calls for a LEVEL UP! EVERY TEAM IS NOW LEVEL 5!
Hurray!
Meili Liang Lvl 5 Monk
Dice
Nat 8 on HP roll :)
After everything begins to settle and people start going about the rest of the festival, Saerirra steps down off the stage and walks over to the members of her clan and begin talking to them.
"Hello." She bows respectfully. "I am very happy you all were able to come all the way here, not just to see me, but to join the festivities as well."