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"Yes I do insist on resting under the open sky, as I always do. We will be safe, thank you for your concern Bryant. As that flying ship has been obliterating the settlements it attacked I think that glen maybe even is safer than a bed in town. Either way I expect Aelric to spot it in time for us to prepare. The woods are for everyone of course Bryant." Val says and turns to leave. As she leaves the deputys office she draws another deep breath from the cool night air as Aelric takes to off again, scouting the perimeter. Perception:18
(OOC: Can´t really back down on resting in that glen now. Thought it wouldn´t be a problem :-P)
Rahkinchu looks at Bryant, studying him closely. "You would really prefer to be amidst the natural world? Or do you just feel obliged to protect us females?" Her tone is neutral and not accusatory. She seems genuinely curious.
The half-orc woman gives a nod to Valeria's response. "Yes. Any are welcome to join us in the wood."
Aeneas shrugs again. "Suit yourselves. In my soldiering days I spent quite enough nights sleeping on the cold hard ground, I'm not going to pass up a warm bed when I have the opportunity. Unless... " he sighs, " ...unless everyone else votes the keep the party together. In that case, I will submit to the will of the majority and take my rest in the woods."
"Oh! You are going to keep Aeneas' bed warm personally Beatrix? That's quite the sacrifice!" She laughs heartily, perhaps more than the jest really called for.
Rahkinchu then looks to Valeria. "Whoever is coming, we should go. Lead the way Valeria!" She seems anxious to go and excited about the prospect of seeing the forest.
Beatrix follows Rahkinchu, her stature shrinking as if she is trying to make herself as tall as possible. She coils her copper wire, whispering a Message “I am sure they are only joking, I would never involve myself in the fashion with a co-worker”
Assuming Sinver agrees, Aeneas will fall in line and follow the others. If he catches Beatrix' eye, he will give her a wink, enjoying any discomfiture it causes. He doesn't terribly mind sleeping outdoors, being a green knight, and a devotee of Rillifane Rallathil.
As they walk to the glen, he whistles the sea shanty "The Siren's Kiss".
Bryant looks towards Rahkinchu you are not sure but you think under the beard he looks a bit flush, "It is certainly not a feeling of protecting the women" He stammers, "Had the brave and heroic Aeneas asked to sleep alone outside I would want to accompany him as well...."With that and thankful the group has decided to stay together he will walk with everyone towards the site. Once there he will unroll his bedroll and stare up at the stars until it is his turn to take watch.
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DM -- The Candlekeep Mysteries 1 & 2Discord PCs -- Christian Dembele Forum PCs -- Edryd Breckon, Fizzlebit Forton Thornberry the Fourth
Rahkinchu casts a brief look at Aeneas as he mentions Rillifane but is distracted by Valeria's question. She learns in close, whispering very quietly to her. "Guess I embarrassed Beatrix with my joke of her warming Aeneas' bed!"
She gives a nod acknowledging Bryant's response. Her attention pulled to other things, she gives little further reaction.
As Rahkinchu leans in Val freezes up for a short moment, not being used to anyone being that close to her. She relaxes again as she hears the half-orcs soft whisper in her ear. She looks away smiles and blushes, not sure if it was what Rahkinchu whispered, or something else.
The glen, still glowing in the moonlight, with tiny fairy lights floating around, you feel quite drowsy. The rich smell of the wood combines with a warm feeling, the kind of feeling you get from biting into a warm cookie, or a hug from a loved one. Your eyelids start getting heavy as you fall, no, float, to the ground, reality dissociating from you, and you from it. You float for hours, sinking through the cool dirt, but not an unpleasant coolness, rather like a welcome breeze on a summer day, or the first kiss of autumn. Eventually you stop sinking through the marshmallow and look around.
Even as you try to remember, the memories are cloudy with fog. You remember the sunlight, streaming through the leaves. You remember the grass, softer and greener than the prickly bed you left behind. You remember a horn, a court, made of intricate wood and vines. You remember giving gifts to the Summer Queen that she might let you live. You remember her face, harsh but warm, stern but forgiving, beautiful and powerful.
(You gave the Summer Queen gifts so that she would allow you to live in her kingdom until the next time the portal opened. What you gave her is up to you. She asked for your names, and if you gave them to her, take one level in Warlock, Archfey)
The memories of this wondrous place slip away into mist even now, lying back in the glen you left, just as you left it. As though you had never been gone.
(You are all also wearing clothes befitting of the Summer Courts. Oranges, yellows, greens, mostly nature themes)
(OOC: Ooooh, Val would have bowed deeply and gladly given her name, regardless of any gifts from the Summer Queen. So is it still nighttime or is it next morning? Did we get a long rest yet?)
(OK... guessing her feyness was enough to overpower our elven immunity to magical sleep and resistance to charms? Also, did the fairy clothes replace my armor?)
Aeneas will accept the pact with the Archfey, so long as it does not interfere with his duty to his deity nor his Oath of the Ancients. For once, he is speechless, pondering his stay in the Summer Court.
(OOC: Ooooh, Val would have bowed deeply and gladly given her name, regardless of any gifts from the Summer Queen. So is it still nighttime or is it next morning? Did we get a long rest yet?)
It is still middle of the night, and you were in the feywild for about a month, so yes, you get a long rest ;)
(OK... guessing her feyness was enough to overpower our elven immunity to magical sleep and resistance to charms? Also, did the fairy clothes replace my armor?)
Aeneas will accept the pact with the Archfey, so long as it does not interfere with his duty to his deity nor his Oath of the Ancients. For once, he is speechless, pondering his stay in the Summer Court.
The clothes did not replace your armor, but did add nature motifs upon it. Her magic is powerful enough to overpower immunity and resistance to such charms, yes.
The Blink Dog by your feet covers it’s ears at this performance, which it finds hard on the ears. Especially since instead of saying your name, a rasping wheeze comes out instead.
"Yes I do insist on resting under the open sky, as I always do. We will be safe, thank you for your concern Bryant. As that flying ship has been obliterating the settlements it attacked I think that glen maybe even is safer than a bed in town. Either way I expect Aelric to spot it in time for us to prepare. The woods are for everyone of course Bryant." Val says and turns to leave. As she leaves the deputys office she draws another deep breath from the cool night air as Aelric takes to off again, scouting the perimeter. Perception:18
(OOC: Can´t really back down on resting in that glen now. Thought it wouldn´t be a problem :-P)
Rahkinchu looks at Bryant, studying him closely. "You would really prefer to be amidst the natural world? Or do you just feel obliged to protect us females?" Her tone is neutral and not accusatory. She seems genuinely curious.
The half-orc woman gives a nod to Valeria's response. "Yes. Any are welcome to join us in the wood."
She then follows Valeria as she heads out.
Rabbit Sebrica, Sorcerer || Skarai, Monk || Lokilia Vaelphin, Druid || Liivi Orav, Barbarian || Vanizi, Warlock || Britari / Halila Talgeta / Jesa Gumovi || Neital Rhessil, Wizard
Iromae Quinaea, Cleric || Roxana Raincrest, Rogue || Meira Dheran, Rogue || Qirynna Thadri, Wizard || Crisaryn Melkial, Sorcerer
Aeneas shrugs again. "Suit yourselves. In my soldiering days I spent quite enough nights sleeping on the cold hard ground, I'm not going to pass up a warm bed when I have the opportunity. Unless... " he sighs, " ...unless everyone else votes the keep the party together. In that case, I will submit to the will of the majority and take my rest in the woods."
“I am accustomed to a more natural setting, so am happy to join you in the wood, however I can accompany Aeneas if he insists on a warm bed”
Skrach / Miner
"Oh! You are going to keep Aeneas' bed warm personally Beatrix? That's quite the sacrifice!" She laughs heartily, perhaps more than the jest really called for.
Rahkinchu then looks to Valeria. "Whoever is coming, we should go. Lead the way Valeria!" She seems anxious to go and excited about the prospect of seeing the forest.
Rabbit Sebrica, Sorcerer || Skarai, Monk || Lokilia Vaelphin, Druid || Liivi Orav, Barbarian || Vanizi, Warlock || Britari / Halila Talgeta / Jesa Gumovi || Neital Rhessil, Wizard
Iromae Quinaea, Cleric || Roxana Raincrest, Rogue || Meira Dheran, Rogue || Qirynna Thadri, Wizard || Crisaryn Melkial, Sorcerer
Beatrix follows Rahkinchu, her stature shrinking as if she is trying to make herself as tall as possible. She coils her copper wire, whispering a Message “I am sure they are only joking, I would never involve myself in the fashion with a co-worker”
Skrach / Miner
Rahkinchu replies to Beatrix, whispering a return to her Message. "Of course I joke! But it's no big deal."
She laughs softly out loud as she looks to see who else might be coming along.
Rabbit Sebrica, Sorcerer || Skarai, Monk || Lokilia Vaelphin, Druid || Liivi Orav, Barbarian || Vanizi, Warlock || Britari / Halila Talgeta / Jesa Gumovi || Neital Rhessil, Wizard
Iromae Quinaea, Cleric || Roxana Raincrest, Rogue || Meira Dheran, Rogue || Qirynna Thadri, Wizard || Crisaryn Melkial, Sorcerer
Assuming Sinver agrees, Aeneas will fall in line and follow the others. If he catches Beatrix' eye, he will give her a wink, enjoying any discomfiture it causes. He doesn't terribly mind sleeping outdoors, being a green knight, and a devotee of Rillifane Rallathil.
As they walk to the glen, he whistles the sea shanty "The Siren's Kiss".
"What?" Val turns and says, displaying an insecure smile, hearing Rahkinchus soft laugh, curious as to what she missed.
Bryant looks towards Rahkinchu you are not sure but you think under the beard he looks a bit flush, "It is certainly not a feeling of protecting the women" He stammers, "Had the brave and heroic Aeneas asked to sleep alone outside I would want to accompany him as well...." With that and thankful the group has decided to stay together he will walk with everyone towards the site. Once there he will unroll his bedroll and stare up at the stars until it is his turn to take watch.
DM -- The Candlekeep Mysteries 1 & 2 Discord PCs -- Christian Dembele Forum PCs -- Edryd Breckon, Fizzlebit Forton Thornberry the Fourth
Rahkinchu casts a brief look at Aeneas as he mentions Rillifane but is distracted by Valeria's question. She learns in close, whispering very quietly to her. "Guess I embarrassed Beatrix with my joke of her warming Aeneas' bed!"
She gives a nod acknowledging Bryant's response. Her attention pulled to other things, she gives little further reaction.
Rabbit Sebrica, Sorcerer || Skarai, Monk || Lokilia Vaelphin, Druid || Liivi Orav, Barbarian || Vanizi, Warlock || Britari / Halila Talgeta / Jesa Gumovi || Neital Rhessil, Wizard
Iromae Quinaea, Cleric || Roxana Raincrest, Rogue || Meira Dheran, Rogue || Qirynna Thadri, Wizard || Crisaryn Melkial, Sorcerer
As Rahkinchu leans in Val freezes up for a short moment, not being used to anyone being that close to her. She relaxes again as she hears the half-orcs soft whisper in her ear. She looks away smiles and blushes, not sure if it was what Rahkinchu whispered, or something else.
(OOC: Alright I'm back. Gonna try to catch up and if I make a mistake sorrrrry!!! I'll undo anything I get wrong)
While they are making their way to the glen, Sinver riding atop of Winke pulls out his Thieves' Tools and 4 Ball Bearings (bag of 1,000). Subsequently he starts to do some Magical Tinkering on the ball bearings.
Sinver creates 2 ball bearings that shed light and 2 ball bearings that emit the smell of skunk spray.
He gives 1 of each for Winke to hold on to while he holds on to the remaining 2.
All right then;
The glen, still glowing in the moonlight, with tiny fairy lights floating around, you feel quite drowsy. The rich smell of the wood combines with a warm feeling, the kind of feeling you get from biting into a warm cookie, or a hug from a loved one. Your eyelids start getting heavy as you fall, no, float, to the ground, reality dissociating from you, and you from it. You float for hours, sinking through the cool dirt, but not an unpleasant coolness, rather like a welcome breeze on a summer day, or the first kiss of autumn. Eventually you stop sinking through the marshmallow and look around.
Even as you try to remember, the memories are cloudy with fog. You remember the sunlight, streaming through the leaves. You remember the grass, softer and greener than the prickly bed you left behind. You remember a horn, a court, made of intricate wood and vines. You remember giving gifts to the Summer Queen that she might let you live. You remember her face, harsh but warm, stern but forgiving, beautiful and powerful.
(You gave the Summer Queen gifts so that she would allow you to live in her kingdom until the next time the portal opened. What you gave her is up to you. She asked for your names, and if you gave them to her, take one level in Warlock, Archfey)
The memories of this wondrous place slip away into mist even now, lying back in the glen you left, just as you left it. As though you had never been gone.
(You are all also wearing clothes befitting of the Summer Courts. Oranges, yellows, greens, mostly nature themes)
Farewell.
(OOC: Ooooh, Val would have bowed deeply and gladly given her name, regardless of any gifts from the Summer Queen. So is it still nighttime or is it next morning? Did we get a long rest yet?)
(OK... guessing her feyness was enough to overpower our elven immunity to magical sleep and resistance to charms? Also, did the fairy clothes replace my armor?)
Aeneas will accept the pact with the Archfey, so long as it does not interfere with his duty to his deity nor his Oath of the Ancients. For once, he is speechless, pondering his stay in the Summer Court.
It is still middle of the night, and you were in the feywild for about a month, so yes, you get a long rest ;)
The clothes did not replace your armor, but did add nature motifs upon it. Her magic is powerful enough to overpower immunity and resistance to such charms, yes.
Farewell.
Beatrix will have given her name out of politeness and lack of sense. She accepts the pact.
Skrach / Miner
Aurelius snaps out of his reverie, and grins. "You know, I've always wanted my own minstrel to follow me around and sing my praises. Well, now...."
He snaps his fingers and casts minor illusion and you hear a sultry female voice begin singing:
"No one fights like Aurelius,
Douses lights like Aurelius,
In a wrestling match nobody bites like Aurelius,
For there's no one as burly and brawny..."
Aurelius interjects, singing, "As you see I've got biceps to spare," and flexes.
The voice continues:
"Not a bit of him scraggly or scrawny...."
"And every last inch of me's covered with hair!" He finishes, with a bow.
Performance: 18
The Blink Dog by your feet covers it’s ears at this performance, which it finds hard on the ears. Especially since instead of saying your name, a rasping wheeze comes out instead.
Farewell.