Marvarax looked into the greatsword Nara was polishing remembering his own, even if he had given up being a Gladiator only a day ago he could still feel memories from several of his battles
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Marvarax andSora (Dragonborn) The retired fighter and WIP scholar - Glory
Brythel(Dwarf), The dwarf with a gun - survival at sea
Jaylin(Human), Paladin of Lathander's Ancient ways - The Seven Saints (Azura Claw)
Urselles(Goblin), Cleric of Eldath- The Wizard's challenge
Viclas Tyrin(Half Elf), Student of the Elven arts- Indrafatmoko's Defiance in Phlan
The bundle of blues that is Marmaduke almost gracefully sidesteps Nara in her hurry to Truth, and doesn't waste time on pleasantries. "Papers. Now. Come on. I want in. No playing hard to get." She shoots out at a rapid fire pace as she makes the graby hand gesture.
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When you realize you're doing too much: Signature.
Truth glances through her pages. "Oh no, it looks like I might be fresh out... Oh, here's the last one." As she lifts the page, she smirks as an errant Gust of wind blows the page across the room. "Nope! fresh out. I'll see about making some more copies..." She turns back to watch the battle.
Nara covers her mouth, barely suppressing an outburst of laughter and nearly dropping her greatsword before scrambling to grab it before it strikes the floor.
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Nara: Tiefling Bandit-Coliseum of Conquest: 2W-2L total downs: 3
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"Ah! Why! You! Youuu-...!!" Marmaduke raises a hand with fingers poised for a snapping motion. And yet, after a brief moment of glaring, the sparks of blue lightning that dance at their tips fade as she balls her hands into a tight fist before dropping it to the wayside."Temper, temper, Mardish. We're not them." She mutters quietly as she turns to go searching for the missing paper. Nara's barely suppressed laughter still earns a squinty-eyed glance of disapproval from the deeply tanned skinned dwarf. But nothing more... For now.
Pretending not to notice her disapproval, Nara addresses Marmaduke directly, “So what’s your story? You..some sort of mage?” She asks, with genuine interest
Performance 17
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Nara: Tiefling Bandit-Coliseum of Conquest: 2W-2L total downs: 3
Marmaduke sighs in relief and snaps her fingers, scattering even the most remote traces of dust from the sheet. "What?" She looks to Nara, eyeing her suspiciously. "Well... Hmm... I... Don't know, honestly." She admits as much and gives a noncomittal shrug. "Part of why here, though. There is thing, and... I see you are a warrior of some sort. Though not a holy one, of course." She jests, and then extends her ungloved hand. "Marmaduke. Medical Specialist... well, more like apprentice compared to the others of my company. But..." She simply shrugs again.
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When you realize you're doing too much: Signature.
Nara reels back and swings in to grip Marmaduke's hand, "Medical specialist, eh? I'm a bit of a specialist myself, though I'm more talented at inflicting wounds than healing them. I'm Nara." she gives Marmaduke's hand a firm shake
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Nara: Tiefling Bandit-Coliseum of Conquest: 2W-2L total downs: 3
Scarab scoots over with Moonlight trailing behind. "Sorry, I couldn't help overhearing, but anyone can be embraced by the Enlightenment, if they follow the Law of the Loregiver. The accidents of your ancestry have little to do with your own choices."
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Horatio Hirschfeld - Squire imbued with fae powers, in the Coliseum of Conquest (W2/L1) DM for Reavers of Harkenwold, and sometimes The Fighting Grounds of the Coliseum
Nara looks to to Scarab. Then the cat. Then Marmaduke. Then back to Scarab. She gestures to herself as if to ask "Who, me?", a confused look on her face.
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Nara: Tiefling Bandit-Coliseum of Conquest: 2W-2L total downs: 3
"Yes, you. Sorry if I have offended you in any way, I am rather new to these realms and their customs." Moonlight jumps up onto the box on Scarab's back, making a strange twanging noise. "Moonlight! Get off Effervescent!"
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"Well in that case, sorry, I'm not interested in any salvation or..to be embraced..cute cat though." Nara says, releasing Marmaduke's hand to continue polishing her sword.
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Nara: Tiefling Bandit-Coliseum of Conquest: 2W-2L total downs: 3
At the mention of the cat, his attention is swiftly diverted. "He is cute, isn't he? He's from a very long line of desert cats raised by Oasis Falling... He reminds me of a girl I used to know... they have the same ears. Anyways, if you don't trust in the Loregiver, perhaps I can show you their power in combat one of these days." Scarab smiles, a warm, welcoming grin.
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"I guess that's why we're all here, in some way or another.." she says, scraping a thumb over the sword's edge, testing its sharpness. "you wouldnt happen to have a whetstone, would you?"
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Nara: Tiefling Bandit-Coliseum of Conquest: 2W-2L total downs: 3
Though she can't match Nara's strength even remotely, Marmaduke still grins up at Nara. A grin that turns only broader seeing and hearing her reaction to Scarab. Of course as soon as talk moves back to the cat, she kind of tries to put herself in such a position so that Nara's between her and the beast. Even if that means awkwardly standing beneath the bar cover.
"III'd like that, but... what are -- is this Loregiver? I don't think... I mean, I'm no historian, but..." She looks up to Nara as if she might have an answer. "Wait! *gasp* Almost forgot!" On that note, she runs back to her seat to start filling out the form.
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"Sadly, I have no whetstone in my possession. Since we seem to both be in need of one, perhaps we could go on a short excursion through this town to find a couple?"
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Horatio Hirschfeld - Squire imbued with fae powers, in the Coliseum of Conquest (W2/L1) DM for Reavers of Harkenwold, and sometimes The Fighting Grounds of the Coliseum
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I'm going to strangle you for that pun
Marvarax looked into the greatsword Nara was polishing remembering his own, even if he had given up being a Gladiator only a day ago he could still feel memories from several of his battles
Marvarax and Sora (Dragonborn) The retired fighter and WIP scholar - Glory
Brythel(Dwarf), The dwarf with a gun - survival at sea
Jaylin(Human), Paladin of Lathander's Ancient ways - The Seven Saints (Azura Claw)
Urselles(Goblin), Cleric of Eldath- The Wizard's challenge
Viclas Tyrin(Half Elf), Student of the Elven arts- Indrafatmoko's Defiance in Phlan
When you realize you're doing too much: Signature.
Nara begins listening in on Marmaduke's and Truth's exchange, amused by Marmaduke's impatient display.
Nara: Tiefling Bandit-Coliseum of Conquest: 2W-2L total downs: 3
Truth glances through her pages. "Oh no, it looks like I might be fresh out... Oh, here's the last one." As she lifts the page, she smirks as an errant Gust of wind blows the page across the room. "Nope! fresh out. I'll see about making some more copies..." She turns back to watch the battle.
Extended Signature
Nara covers her mouth, barely suppressing an outburst of laughter and nearly dropping her greatsword before scrambling to grab it before it strikes the floor.
Nara: Tiefling Bandit-Coliseum of Conquest: 2W-2L total downs: 3
"Ah! Why! You! Youuu-...!!" Marmaduke raises a hand with fingers poised for a snapping motion. And yet, after a brief moment of glaring, the sparks of blue lightning that dance at their tips fade as she balls her hands into a tight fist before dropping it to the wayside."Temper, temper, Mardish. We're not them." She mutters quietly as she turns to go searching for the missing paper. Nara's barely suppressed laughter still earns a squinty-eyed glance of disapproval from the deeply tanned skinned dwarf. But nothing more... For now.
Perception: 4
When you realize you're doing too much: Signature.
Marmaduke, Truth watches the battle apparently oblivious to your temperament. You have little trouble finding the sheet.
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Pretending not to notice her disapproval, Nara addresses Marmaduke directly, “So what’s your story? You..some sort of mage?” She asks, with genuine interest
Performance 17
Nara: Tiefling Bandit-Coliseum of Conquest: 2W-2L total downs: 3
(I just found the dice roller I'll use that from now on)
Nara: Tiefling Bandit-Coliseum of Conquest: 2W-2L total downs: 3
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Marmaduke sighs in relief and snaps her fingers, scattering even the most remote traces of dust from the sheet. "What?" She looks to Nara, eyeing her suspiciously. "Well... Hmm... I... Don't know, honestly." She admits as much and gives a noncomittal shrug. "Part of why here, though. There is thing, and... I see you are a warrior of some sort. Though not a holy one, of course." She jests, and then extends her ungloved hand. "Marmaduke. Medical Specialist... well, more like apprentice compared to the others of my company. But..." She simply shrugs again.
When you realize you're doing too much: Signature.
Nara reels back and swings in to grip Marmaduke's hand, "Medical specialist, eh? I'm a bit of a specialist myself, though I'm more talented at inflicting wounds than healing them. I'm Nara." she gives Marmaduke's hand a firm shake
Nara: Tiefling Bandit-Coliseum of Conquest: 2W-2L total downs: 3
Scarab scoots over with Moonlight trailing behind. "Sorry, I couldn't help overhearing, but anyone can be embraced by the Enlightenment, if they follow the Law of the Loregiver. The accidents of your ancestry have little to do with your own choices."
Horatio Hirschfeld - Squire imbued with fae powers, in the Coliseum of Conquest (W2/L1)
DM for Reavers of Harkenwold, and sometimes The Fighting Grounds of the Coliseum
Nara looks to to Scarab. Then the cat. Then Marmaduke. Then back to Scarab. She gestures to herself as if to ask "Who, me?", a confused look on her face.
Nara: Tiefling Bandit-Coliseum of Conquest: 2W-2L total downs: 3
"Yes, you. Sorry if I have offended you in any way, I am rather new to these realms and their customs." Moonlight jumps up onto the box on Scarab's back, making a strange twanging noise. "Moonlight! Get off Effervescent!"
Horatio Hirschfeld - Squire imbued with fae powers, in the Coliseum of Conquest (W2/L1)
DM for Reavers of Harkenwold, and sometimes The Fighting Grounds of the Coliseum
"Well in that case, sorry, I'm not interested in any salvation or..to be embraced..cute cat though." Nara says, releasing Marmaduke's hand to continue polishing her sword.
Nara: Tiefling Bandit-Coliseum of Conquest: 2W-2L total downs: 3
At the mention of the cat, his attention is swiftly diverted. "He is cute, isn't he? He's from a very long line of desert cats raised by Oasis Falling... He reminds me of a girl I used to know... they have the same ears. Anyways, if you don't trust in the Loregiver, perhaps I can show you their power in combat one of these days." Scarab smiles, a warm, welcoming grin.
Horatio Hirschfeld - Squire imbued with fae powers, in the Coliseum of Conquest (W2/L1)
DM for Reavers of Harkenwold, and sometimes The Fighting Grounds of the Coliseum
"I guess that's why we're all here, in some way or another.." she says, scraping a thumb over the sword's edge, testing its sharpness. "you wouldnt happen to have a whetstone, would you?"
Nara: Tiefling Bandit-Coliseum of Conquest: 2W-2L total downs: 3
Though she can't match Nara's strength even remotely, Marmaduke still grins up at Nara. A grin that turns only broader seeing and hearing her reaction to Scarab. Of course as soon as talk moves back to the cat, she kind of tries to put herself in such a position so that Nara's between her and the beast. Even if that means awkwardly standing beneath the bar cover.
When you realize you're doing too much: Signature.
"Sadly, I have no whetstone in my possession. Since we seem to both be in need of one, perhaps we could go on a short excursion through this town to find a couple?"
Horatio Hirschfeld - Squire imbued with fae powers, in the Coliseum of Conquest (W2/L1)
DM for Reavers of Harkenwold, and sometimes The Fighting Grounds of the Coliseum