Roselle shook her head covering her mouth still looking amused. "Molly it's not poisonous, I've eaten a few cherry stems by accident whenever I get my hands on them. And consider it payback for calling me a liar about me having a brother. She turns her back to Phineas
Menus politely raises a hand toward Phineas, "It's no issue." He chuckles, "In fact, it would be quite pathetic if a fruit stem was my demise just before we embarked on a dragon hunt."
Cyrus silently looked up from his spellbook. "The cherry stem itself is only slightly poisonous. A cherry pit is far more lethal, since it would only take one or two to kill someone of his size." With that, the wizard returned to his spells, flipping through the pages, making a few marks here and there. Cyrus is dressed in blue robes, with an owl on his shoulder. His spellbook is somewhat worn, from years of use.
Phineas Fop tilts her head, the bells hanging from her hat jiggle from the slight movement as the one who calls herself Tomoe introduces herself. The jester looks down to the small figure that stands silently beside her, "dragon is it... damn if Ferb! It's not that funny... I am an idiot, sue me!"
As Tomoe bows respectfully Phineas Fop's heart skips a beat as she catches sight of one Roselle Grenoir standing there silent as death itself. The Jester shuffles past Tomoe towards Roselle, "yes dear, a pleasure to meet you, Ms. Toe is it? Are you by chance related to the esteemed Eeny Meeny Miny Moe the famed barbarian Dragonslayer of Kingdom of Whimsey? Tickle me pink and slap me sideways, what an honor this is, I am your biggest fan!"
Closer to Roselle now Phineas stands rigidly in front of her awash with emotion since their last encounter, "Rose Red," the name slides off her tongue, low and slow as if a curse the Jester's pale eyes locked on Roselle, "it has been a long time hasn't it? You got some nerve showing your face here after what you did, I should be surprised but I am not... you are after all the proverbial bad penny it seems."Phineas moves to stand next to her frenemy, her hand squeezing her maul tightly. "Oh, and Ferb says hi."
Tomoe begins to laugh "HAHAHA A JESTER!? DO YOU PLAN TO MAKE THE DRAGON LAUGH TO DEATH? HAHAHAHA... IT SEEMS YOU TWO HAVE SOME HISTORY"ROSE RED""
The human called Menus stand awkwardly toward the center of the room. He shifts a little uncomfortably as the woman with the beautiful saber announces herself. But her heartiness is well received, and he smiles. “Your confidence is morbid.” Menus muses. “I think we’ll all be drinking to the title of dragon slayer soon enough!” Menus is a rugged looking fellow wearing heavy mail armor beneath his cloak. In his right hand he holds a quarterstaff with detailed metal caps on both ends. An amulet inlaid with an orange gemstone is wrapped around its top. A plain-looking, but large metal shield is slung across his back.
Tomoe pats the gentleman's shoulder"I HAVE DEVELOPED MY CONFIDENCE WHILE TRAINING IN THE MOUNTIANS OF GRECKON, IT'S ALSO WHERE I LOST MY EYE! HAHAHAH..."
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Rose winces at the nickname being said, almost finding it like a punch to the gut. "My name is Roselle... please don't refer to me as Rose Red... unlike Molly here I'm not a performer."
Roselle shook her head covering her mouth still looking amused. "Molly it's not poisonous, I've eaten a few cherry stems by accident whenever I get my hands on them. And consider it payback for calling me a liar about me having a brother. She turns her back to Phineas
"Really not poisonous," Phineas looks confused as she attempts to work it out, "your brother, but didn't you... and here I was all bent out of shape about that Rose Red, always thinking the worst I guess. Still, go on admit it, you wouldn't mind sucking that cherry stem out tall dark and warrior over there. Where are you staying, by the way, got a room... maybe we could share like old times. As usual, I find myself a little short on funds."
Roselle felt her cheeks warm a bit embarressed at Phineas's attempt to get her to admit that. However, it quickly disappears hearing her statement and groans. "Molly I gave away a perfectly expensive piece of jewelry to find a room... " Looking at her face she then sighs. "Alright... We can share... "
Cyrus silently looked up from his spellbook. "The cherry stem itself is only slightly poisonous. A cherry pit is far more lethal, since it would only take one or two to kill someone of his size." With that, the wizard returned to his spells, flipping through the pages, making a few marks here and there. Cyrus is dressed in blue robes, with an owl on his shoulder. His spellbook is somewhat worn, from years of use.
Phineas arches an eyebrow at Cyrus, "ya see, what he said... not so crazy now am I, next you will be telling me that Tomatoes are not Love Apples," sigh... then giggles, "thank you, kind sir," giving Cyrus a bow and a wink. "Cute owl, what's his name, can I pet him?"
Rose winces at the nickname being said, almost finding it like a punch to the gut. "My name is Roselle... please don't refer to me as Rose Red... unlike Molly here I'm not a performer."
Phineas jingles her bells as she tilts her head, "not a performer but didn't back in the day they call you Rose Red because..." looking even more confused, "that wasn't an act, or was it??? Pretty darn impressive if you ask me."
Rose winces at the nickname being said, almost finding it like a punch to the gut. "My name is Roselle... please don't refer to me as Rose Red... unlike Molly here I'm not a performer."
Tomoe notices the wincing"MY APOLOGIZE, SHE USED IT SO OFTEN I ASSUMED THAT WAS YOUR NAME! HAHAHA"She then bows once more respectfully before finding a spot to sit. Scanning the room once more she looks at the two lively women, the shy man and the one with the book and thinks "Well, hopefully they prove to be usefully if not more glory for me. Hahahahah..." Then she starts to laugh out of no where."HAHAHAHA, YES, YES MORE GLORY FOR ME! HAHAHAH"
Roselle looks at Phineas with a warning look, her cheeks warming into a red color at the memories. She shakes her head, an attempt to make the blush disappear, embarrassment and shyness obvious.
Phineas grins at Tomoe, "you got it right, she is the one and only Rose Red... she just doesn't want to admit it though, give her time, it will grow on her." At Tomoe's strange laughter, Phineas turns to Roselle and whispers, "what is wrong with her, I think this one has some issues if you know what I mean." Phineas reaches out and gives a slight playful pinch to one of those rosy cheeks. "Too bad those are not the cheeks that earned you such a catchy nickname, oh how I envy you Rose Red... so renown and yet few know the truth as I know it."
Roselle grumbles, "You know very well it was an undercover job Molly..." Her cheeks brighten with the reddish hue, her gaze averted. "I'd also prefer if people didn't know of that night."
Phineas throws up her hands in respect to Roselle, "yes but it was a classic caper one for which you should be proud, a tale for the ages of which few will see its like again anytime soon but if you prefer the background, I guess that is your privilege but if it were me I would be basking in the glory and the notoriety."
Suddenly the door swings open and a plump amiable man clad in rich clothing bursts out. This must be the mayor.
"Hello hello, sorry for being late, but I had to be at that board meeting. You all seem quite well acquainted now, so I'll get down to the point. The dragon is a danger to our village, and we need you to help take it down. I don't have much time left, but to start it off, you'll need to go to the Dowsing Deer and talk to one of my men. You can recognize him as the guy with the bald dreads. He'll brief you and we can get a start on that dragon."
Cyrus snapped his spellbook shut and tucked it under his arm. "I take it that payment terms and the like will be discussed at a later date. We shall proceed promptly." With that, Cyrus turned, heading straight to the Dowsing Deer... and ignoring Phineas' question, seeming to either be ignoring it on purpose, or too engrossed in his spellbook to pay it any mind. The owl on his shoulder readjusts, seemingly used to Cyrus' sudden movements.
Menus, not one for questions, gives a businesslike nod and follows after Cyrus. He's not sure where the Dowsing Deer is, so hopefully the fellow with the white owl does.
Roselle shook her head covering her mouth still looking amused. "Molly it's not poisonous, I've eaten a few cherry stems by accident whenever I get my hands on them. And consider it payback for calling me a liar about me having a brother. She turns her back to Phineas
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Menus politely raises a hand toward Phineas, "It's no issue." He chuckles, "In fact, it would be quite pathetic if a fruit stem was my demise just before we embarked on a dragon hunt."
Cyrus silently looked up from his spellbook. "The cherry stem itself is only slightly poisonous. A cherry pit is far more lethal, since it would only take one or two to kill someone of his size." With that, the wizard returned to his spells, flipping through the pages, making a few marks here and there. Cyrus is dressed in blue robes, with an owl on his shoulder. His spellbook is somewhat worn, from years of use.
Felix Windfall(Human-V Lv.7 Rogue) killed in ToA, Vallan Houndstrider (Halfling Ghostwise Lv.1 Fighter) in DiARose winces at the nickname being said, almost finding it like a punch to the gut. "My name is Roselle... please don't refer to me as Rose Red... unlike Molly here I'm not a performer."
Roselle felt her cheeks warm a bit embarressed at Phineas's attempt to get her to admit that. However, it quickly disappears hearing her statement and groans. "Molly I gave away a perfectly expensive piece of jewelry to find a room... " Looking at her face she then sighs. "Alright... We can share... "
Felix Windfall(Human-V Lv.7 Rogue) killed in ToA, Vallan Houndstrider (Halfling Ghostwise Lv.1 Fighter) in DiARoselle looks at Phineas with a warning look, her cheeks warming into a red color at the memories. She shakes her head, an attempt to make the blush disappear, embarrassment and shyness obvious.
Phineas grins at Tomoe, "you got it right, she is the one and only Rose Red... she just doesn't want to admit it though, give her time, it will grow on her." At Tomoe's strange laughter, Phineas turns to Roselle and whispers, "what is wrong with her, I think this one has some issues if you know what I mean." Phineas reaches out and gives a slight playful pinch to one of those rosy cheeks. "Too bad those are not the cheeks that earned you such a catchy nickname, oh how I envy you Rose Red... so renown and yet few know the truth as I know it."
Roselle grumbles, "You know very well it was an undercover job Molly..." Her cheeks brighten with the reddish hue, her gaze averted. "I'd also prefer if people didn't know of that night."
Phineas throws up her hands in respect to Roselle, "yes but it was a classic caper one for which you should be proud, a tale for the ages of which few will see its like again anytime soon but if you prefer the background, I guess that is your privilege but if it were me I would be basking in the glory and the notoriety."
Suddenly the door swings open and a plump amiable man clad in rich clothing bursts out. This must be the mayor.
"Hello hello, sorry for being late, but I had to be at that board meeting. You all seem quite well acquainted now, so I'll get down to the point. The dragon is a danger to our village, and we need you to help take it down. I don't have much time left, but to start it off, you'll need to go to the Dowsing Deer and talk to one of my men. You can recognize him as the guy with the bald dreads. He'll brief you and we can get a start on that dragon."
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"bald dreads"
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PbP Character: "Templar" Danver, You're the Villains
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Cyrus snapped his spellbook shut and tucked it under his arm. "I take it that payment terms and the like will be discussed at a later date. We shall proceed promptly." With that, Cyrus turned, heading straight to the Dowsing Deer... and ignoring Phineas' question, seeming to either be ignoring it on purpose, or too engrossed in his spellbook to pay it any mind. The owl on his shoulder readjusts, seemingly used to Cyrus' sudden movements.
Menus, not one for questions, gives a businesslike nod and follows after Cyrus. He's not sure where the Dowsing Deer is, so hopefully the fellow with the white owl does.
Roselle gives a nod, swiftly following the two men as silent as death once more.