After pondering for a while, Saiba will turn back towards the lord and say, "After further reflection, I think I might actually take you up on you're offer. It's been years since I've traveled so far North and I think I can do some good in a new area." Turning to the others at the table (but specially the little tiefling who he had taken a liking to), "Well met everyone though it's unfortunate that it happened under such grim circumstances. Perhaps our paths may cross again in the future." And with that he will grab his items, give the remaining group a nod and head off out the door towards whatever adventure awaited him.
"Weizol, it seems you are off. Do not despair about our friend, he may yet turn up. I will send a messenger hawk or pigeon if I come across any information. Farewell friend."
Weizol nods deeply to Vallen, almost a bow. With a wave of his hand, a bit of ale creeps out of Vallen's mug and forms writing on the table: 'Va faill, slàn. is dòcha gun siubhail thu leis a ’ghaoith aig do dhruim.'
(It says 'Farewell, friend. May you journey with the wind at your back.')
He stands up, gives the briefest of nods to the others at the table and walks out with his large pack on his back.
Y'reth deflates a little at Saiba's departure, but she grins and waves. "Safe travels! Don't get eaten by any sea monsters!" She tells him telepathically, her mental voice a cheerful chirp.
"Vallen, Omik, Y'reth? I have settled my tab here, so I am ready when you are."
I scratch the back if my neck nervously. "Err, yeah. Bye." But not really getting any responses. After the farewell's have been made I would look at the party and say "I think we didn't get a chance to know each other very well."
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(So, I think everybody decided where they would go?)
Lost In Time: An Interdimensional Escapade: Baragon Starfeller - Level 2 Leonin Paladin
Out of Elysium: Rhaecus, of the Raving Drums - Level 1 Satyr Rogue
Dungeonverse: Weizol L'varr - Level 1 Eladrin Wizard
(why doesnt everybody just say what you chose)
(ship)
(ship)
(library)
28 years | she/her | GMT-4 | come_along_pond#9414 on Discord
Driftwood Anchorage: Cove Hakase, water Genasi ranger/cleric (7) | Lords Have Mercy: Róisín Sylmare Nithroel, half-elf wizard (6) | Faction Wars in the Frozen Wastes: Brin Bounderclaw, changeling fighter/barbarian (6) | Heroes of High Fantasy: Joanna 'Hatchets' Weaver, human barbarian (1) | Meldwatch: Moggy Moulach, tabaxi warlock (5) | Mists of the Dread Swamp: Kraana Syran'ta, kenku monk (9)
Human
(Library)(I'm fine with both, but I will need a hook to drive me up the ramp to the deck)
After pondering for a while, Saiba will turn back towards the lord and say, "After further reflection, I think I might actually take you up on you're offer. It's been years since I've traveled so far North and I think I can do some good in a new area." Turning to the others at the table (but specially the little tiefling who he had taken a liking to), "Well met everyone though it's unfortunate that it happened under such grim circumstances. Perhaps our paths may cross again in the future." And with that he will grab his items, give the remaining group a nod and head off out the door towards whatever adventure awaited him.
Zoldier’s Curse of the Crimson Throne: DM/ Redii || Zoldier's Strange Aeon's: DM
"Weizol, it seems you are off. Do not despair about our friend, he may yet turn up. I will send a messenger hawk or pigeon if I come across any information. Farewell friend."
Uldran Sporebringer | Lvl 2 Dwarf Druid | Stonebound
Allorian Silverfin | Lvl 1 Rogue | Gillesburg
Weizol nods deeply to Vallen, almost a bow. With a wave of his hand, a bit of ale creeps out of Vallen's mug and forms writing on the table: 'Va faill, slàn. is dòcha gun siubhail thu leis a ’ghaoith aig do dhruim.'
(It says 'Farewell, friend. May you journey with the wind at your back.')
He stands up, gives the briefest of nods to the others at the table and walks out with his large pack on his back.
Lost In Time: An Interdimensional Escapade: Baragon Starfeller - Level 2 Leonin Paladin
Out of Elysium: Rhaecus, of the Raving Drums - Level 1 Satyr Rogue
Dungeonverse: Weizol L'varr - Level 1 Eladrin Wizard
(Mobile~)
Y'reth deflates a little at Saiba's departure, but she grins and waves. "Safe travels! Don't get eaten by any sea monsters!" She tells him telepathically, her mental voice a cheerful chirp.
No Longer Active"Vallen, Omik, Y'reth? I have settled my tab here, so I am ready when you are."
28 years | she/her | GMT-4 | come_along_pond#9414 on Discord
Driftwood Anchorage: Cove Hakase, water Genasi ranger/cleric (7) | Lords Have Mercy: Róisín Sylmare Nithroel, half-elf wizard (6) | Faction Wars in the Frozen Wastes: Brin Bounderclaw, changeling fighter/barbarian (6) | Heroes of High Fantasy: Joanna 'Hatchets' Weaver, human barbarian (1) | Meldwatch: Moggy Moulach, tabaxi warlock (5) | Mists of the Dread Swamp: Kraana Syran'ta, kenku monk (9)
As Saiba walks towards the exit, he turns around and gives the girl a smile and a wave in acknowledgement before exiting the tavern.
Zoldier’s Curse of the Crimson Throne: DM/ Redii || Zoldier's Strange Aeon's: DM
(Cheeky)
Characters: Lar-Dun Vanthaft - Human Warlock - Yawning Portal with Artymis, Moril - Tiefling Sorcerer - Dragondenn's Dragonlords, Paquinal Dalanthan - Eladrin Wizard - ShadowThorn's Out of the Abyss
Campaigns: Rod of Nankon, Darkness Reborn, Dungeonverse, Alycron - A Cosmic Horror West Marches (Co-DMing), One-on-Ones:D
No Longer ActiveI scratch the back if my neck nervously. "Err, yeah. Bye." But not really getting any responses. After the farewell's have been made I would look at the party and say "I think we didn't get a chance to know each other very well."