Pin is so proud of the group for getting along so quickly, this is going to be a good family after a little work. She can't keep the smile off her face as she nods along with what Gorm is saying. She tightens the straps on her pack and shrugs it up on her shoulders.
"If you don't mind me asking, what are everyone's specialties? I have a knack for elemental magic, specifically air." He pauses a moment before he exclaims, " Oh! Where are my manners?" -clears throat - "I'm Moskov by the way."
Cifray finally manages to calm herself enough to stop pestering everyone with her non-stop questioning. Responding to Moskov's query she replies "I'm Cifray. I don't think I really have a specialty other than collecting information. I can heal or help you guys out, or defend us with a little magic."
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Iymbryl; Elven Eldritch Knight in DM Jynne's LMoP,
Maker; Vect Wizard of Automata in Conspiracy in the Stars,
Valhik Steeltemper, Gnome Blood Hunter in Archie's Tomb of Annihilation,
Kallaia, Tiefling Bard in Minotaur's Storm King's Thunder
Corwin is glad to see that others of good will seem eager to help this Druidic community. He speaks up, his voice a bit hoarse and quiet at first but gaining confidence as he speaks.
”I am Corwin, once of the High Forest,” he offers. “Like those we seek to help, I am a Druid, though a lone one. The forces of nature work through me, and I am their servant.”
After speaking, he takes a long look at the snake on Shadow’s shoulders and smiles. “An elegant beast, often misunderstood,” he says.
”I fight with blade or claw” Shadow says almost petting the two daggers in her belt. ”Cazoon bites” she adds scratching the snake on his head. She smiles at Corwin as he praises Cazoon.
”Yes and intelligent” she says.
Shadow will start to lead the party out of the hall and towards the lower part of the city as they talk. She chooses the rout that goes align alleyways and backroads. Even if it sometimes is a less direct route.
With the pleasantries out of the way, the group is lead out of the hall and into the Elvire streets by Shadow. It takes some time if not a bit longer to walk due to today being more ruckus than usual. Without missing a beat, Shadow would criss-cross into different alleys to avoid large groups that would slow their pace even further. At some point, the group full-on loses Shadow. Which is odd in of itself, granted the company she is with, she's the easiest to spot. With a whistle, the groups attention is brought upwards where Shadow is waiving down at them in the darkest corner of a three-story building.
About twenty minutes of that later, the group finds themselves in an area with a tremendous amount of guards. Some wearing half their armor, others in full, making casual conversation.
At the site of curious strangers, a guard in full armor approaches the group, "You folks looking for someone?"
Corwin assumes that others are better suited for doing the talking, at least here in the city, and stands near the back, trying to remain alert as possible.
"Specifically, we here about the job to help that druidic village," Moskov adds from the back. His drill sergeant had taught him to always be exact and specific. Old habits die hard .
Thinking of his sergeant, he looks at he guards around them. He wonders if they take their job seriously. He had always disliked slackers. He had learned that guards often represent the quality of the city on his patrols along the coast.
"My specialty is ending fights," Gorm would say without hint of hubris while the group walked to their destination. "Not very particular how. Though lately I've been trying to be more particular about the why there is a fight in the first place..."
After the others speak up about why the group was here and who they were seeking, Gorm will show the notice which she had ripped down from the board when the group had decided they would tackle this task. She hands it to the guard and then just waits...
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We're doing one small murder-y thing for a bigger, better reason. The ends justify the means.
Pin tsk-tsks at Gorm "Now that is right proper behavior my scantly clad companion. Now how is anyone else going to read the notice and try to help the druids?" You can tell by her tone that this is playful chastisement.
Shadow was happy letting the others talk to the guards. She was still not entirely sure how the guards viewed her. So she moved to the middle of the group and let Cazoon stretch his wings. The little snake zoomed in and out between the people and then up above them. Flying in circles above them, never straying far away.
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Basina Fairfoot- Halfling paladin Shadow through the forest (Shadow) - Tabaxi Ranger (beastmaster)
"Oh! Okay, he was talking about his posts on the quest board. A few interesting folks just left a few minutes ago with another job. Uh, hold on, just a sec..." He goes over to an elven woman, fully armored save for the helmet. Brunette hair tied in a tight bun with golden-brown eyes. She gives you all the "come on" motion as she strides into the barracks. Inside the barracks is...okay. Compared to the Adventurers hall it is serviceable. The woman leads you through a few tight corridors and up three flights of stairs, through a final hallway do a door that reads 'Captain's Quarters'. She knocks, "Captain Caw, mercenaries need info for the druid job."
A high pitched cry comes from the room, hurting a few of the groups' ears, and the elven woman unfazed. She opens the door and leaves you all to your business. Standing with his back to you all, pearing out the window to the streets below, wearing blue armor with white inlay, an a raven aracokra. Standing at a solit 6'5', Captain Caw turns to you, broadsword in hand. "So!" He booms. "You wish to have your first mision to protect Elvire's sister communities, is it!" He points his broadsword to you all. ((those who want, make an insight))
Cifray has been following the others along, trying to edge closer to get a good look at Cazoon until he flies above. Then she notices Captain Caw's introduction and works hard to suppress a slight giggle at the all too appropriate name.
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Iymbryl; Elven Eldritch Knight in DM Jynne's LMoP,
Maker; Vect Wizard of Automata in Conspiracy in the Stars,
Valhik Steeltemper, Gnome Blood Hunter in Archie's Tomb of Annihilation,
Kallaia, Tiefling Bard in Minotaur's Storm King's Thunder
She'll ll let him have his moment, no need to deflate the man, especially given Aarakocra life expectancy. "Yes Captain, we seek to liberate our druid allies."
((Before entering to see the captain)) Gorm looks at Pin with a confused look. "We are saving them. Why would they need other help?" Gorm got it... and is mainly joking back.
((In the captains quarters)). Gorm blinks upon seeing the Aarokora and reassesses the town mentally. It was obviously a lot more racially diverse and accepting than she had initially given it credit for. When the sword is pointed at the group one watching intently would notice the faintest of twitches go through Gorm Diabhal as she reflexively reacted to the weapon but immediately controlled herself and didn't react. "We wish to help those in need," Gorm said and left it at that.
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We're doing one small murder-y thing for a bigger, better reason. The ends justify the means.
Shadow is in awe of the aarakocra, she has seen some of it’s people flying above the woods back home, but never this close. She will carefully move along the wall of the room to get as close as she can to him without separating herself from the group.
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Basina Fairfoot- Halfling paladin Shadow through the forest (Shadow) - Tabaxi Ranger (beastmaster)
Moskov starts a bit at the sight of the captain. He had never seen one of his mind before. He sees the captain's wings, and they remind him painfully of when he too could ride the winds.
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Pin is so proud of the group for getting along so quickly, this is going to be a good family after a little work. She can't keep the smile off her face as she nods along with what Gorm is saying. She tightens the straps on her pack and shrugs it up on her shoulders.
"If you don't mind me asking, what are everyone's specialties? I have a knack for elemental magic, specifically air." He pauses a moment before he exclaims, " Oh! Where are my manners?" -clears throat - "I'm Moskov by the way."
Cifray finally manages to calm herself enough to stop pestering everyone with her non-stop questioning. Responding to Moskov's query she replies "I'm Cifray. I don't think I really have a specialty other than collecting information. I can heal or help you guys out, or defend us with a little magic."
Iymbryl; Elven Eldritch Knight in DM Jynne's LMoP,
Maker; Vect Wizard of Automata in Conspiracy in the Stars,
Valhik Steeltemper, Gnome Blood Hunter in Archie's Tomb of Annihilation,
Kallaia, Tiefling Bard in Minotaur's Storm King's Thunder
Corwin is glad to see that others of good will seem eager to help this Druidic community. He speaks up, his voice a bit hoarse and quiet at first but gaining confidence as he speaks.
”I am Corwin, once of the High Forest,” he offers. “Like those we seek to help, I am a Druid, though a lone one. The forces of nature work through me, and I am their servant.”
After speaking, he takes a long look at the snake on Shadow’s shoulders and smiles. “An elegant beast, often misunderstood,” he says.
”I fight with blade or claw” Shadow says almost petting the two daggers in her belt. ”Cazoon bites” she adds scratching the snake on his head. She smiles at Corwin as he praises Cazoon.
”Yes and intelligent” she says.
Shadow will start to lead the party out of the hall and towards the lower part of the city as they talk. She chooses the rout that goes align alleyways and backroads. Even if it sometimes is a less direct route.
Basina Fairfoot- Halfling paladin
Shadow through the forest (Shadow) - Tabaxi Ranger (beastmaster)
With the pleasantries out of the way, the group is lead out of the hall and into the Elvire streets by Shadow. It takes some time if not a bit longer to walk due to today being more ruckus than usual. Without missing a beat, Shadow would criss-cross into different alleys to avoid large groups that would slow their pace even further. At some point, the group full-on loses Shadow. Which is odd in of itself, granted the company she is with, she's the easiest to spot. With a whistle, the groups attention is brought upwards where Shadow is waiving down at them in the darkest corner of a three-story building.
About twenty minutes of that later, the group finds themselves in an area with a tremendous amount of guards. Some wearing half their armor, others in full, making casual conversation.
At the site of curious strangers, a guard in full armor approaches the group, "You folks looking for someone?"
"Yes, requesting audience with Captain Nucaght Caw"
Corwin assumes that others are better suited for doing the talking, at least here in the city, and stands near the back, trying to remain alert as possible.
"Specifically, we here about the job to help that druidic village," Moskov adds from the back. His drill sergeant had taught him to always be exact and specific. Old habits die hard .
Thinking of his sergeant, he looks at he guards around them. He wonders if they take their job seriously. He had always disliked slackers. He had learned that guards often represent the quality of the city on his patrols along the coast.
"My specialty is ending fights," Gorm would say without hint of hubris while the group walked to their destination. "Not very particular how. Though lately I've been trying to be more particular about the why there is a fight in the first place..."
After the others speak up about why the group was here and who they were seeking, Gorm will show the notice which she had ripped down from the board when the group had decided they would tackle this task. She hands it to the guard and then just waits...
We're doing one small murder-y thing for a bigger, better reason. The ends justify the means.
-- Eleanor Shellstrop
Pin tsk-tsks at Gorm "Now that is right proper behavior my scantly clad companion. Now how is anyone else going to read the notice and try to help the druids?" You can tell by her tone that this is playful chastisement.
Shadow was happy letting the others talk to the guards. She was still not entirely sure how the guards viewed her. So she moved to the middle of the group and let Cazoon stretch his wings. The little snake zoomed in and out between the people and then up above them. Flying in circles above them, never straying far away.
Basina Fairfoot- Halfling paladin
Shadow through the forest (Shadow) - Tabaxi Ranger (beastmaster)
"Oh! Okay, he was talking about his posts on the quest board. A few interesting folks just left a few minutes ago with another job. Uh, hold on, just a sec..." He goes over to an elven woman, fully armored save for the helmet. Brunette hair tied in a tight bun with golden-brown eyes. She gives you all the "come on" motion as she strides into the barracks. Inside the barracks is...okay. Compared to the Adventurers hall it is serviceable. The woman leads you through a few tight corridors and up three flights of stairs, through a final hallway do a door that reads 'Captain's Quarters'. She knocks, "Captain Caw, mercenaries need info for the druid job."
A high pitched cry comes from the room, hurting a few of the groups' ears, and the elven woman unfazed. She opens the door and leaves you all to your business. Standing with his back to you all, pearing out the window to the streets below, wearing blue armor with white inlay, an a raven aracokra. Standing at a solit 6'5', Captain Caw turns to you, broadsword in hand. "So!" He booms. "You wish to have your first mision to protect Elvire's sister communities, is it!" He points his broadsword to you all. ((those who want, make an insight))
Cifray has been following the others along, trying to edge closer to get a good look at Cazoon until he flies above. Then she notices Captain Caw's introduction and works hard to suppress a slight giggle at the all too appropriate name.
Iymbryl; Elven Eldritch Knight in DM Jynne's LMoP,
Maker; Vect Wizard of Automata in Conspiracy in the Stars,
Valhik Steeltemper, Gnome Blood Hunter in Archie's Tomb of Annihilation,
Kallaia, Tiefling Bard in Minotaur's Storm King's Thunder
Insight: 19
((Pin - There's no need for theatrics, but he's doing it anyways. This guy is hamming it up to 11.))
She'll ll let him have his moment, no need to deflate the man, especially given Aarakocra life expectancy. "Yes Captain, we seek to liberate our druid allies."
((Before entering to see the captain)) Gorm looks at Pin with a confused look. "We are saving them. Why would they need other help?" Gorm got it... and is mainly joking back.
((In the captains quarters)). Gorm blinks upon seeing the Aarokora and reassesses the town mentally. It was obviously a lot more racially diverse and accepting than she had initially given it credit for. When the sword is pointed at the group one watching intently would notice the faintest of twitches go through Gorm Diabhal as she reflexively reacted to the weapon but immediately controlled herself and didn't react. "We wish to help those in need," Gorm said and left it at that.
We're doing one small murder-y thing for a bigger, better reason. The ends justify the means.
-- Eleanor Shellstrop
Shadow is in awe of the aarakocra, she has seen some of it’s people flying above the woods back home, but never this close. She will carefully move along the wall of the room to get as close as she can to him without separating herself from the group.
Basina Fairfoot- Halfling paladin
Shadow through the forest (Shadow) - Tabaxi Ranger (beastmaster)
Moskov starts a bit at the sight of the captain. He had never seen one of his mind before. He sees the captain's wings, and they remind him painfully of when he too could ride the winds.