Mary Anne grips a pen to fill out the application and her nervousness turns into resolve.
"I am." she says confidently.
If the application has any big words she asks Nylah for help first, then if Nylah can't answer, she asks Truth. After she finishes she hands over the paper and asks Nylah with a big smile on her face, "So... what's next? Shall we play?"
Liam eventually made it back to the tavern. His hunger had only grown with every minute he took to find his way back. His mind was only filled with confusion, but fatigue and pangs of hunger ate away at his mind. He needed food. He needed it now.
He shoved the door open, and stood there. The moment his eyes spotted food, he dashed towards it, regardless of who or what was in his way, and began ravenously eating it.
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Liam the Weak: Level 4 Human Fighter - Trying to fight against his other personality, and constantly losing.
Aodh: Level 20 Half-Elf Cleric of Life - Not really. It's a strange being that had possessed and broke down a level 20 Cleric of Life Domain, gaining his knowledge and power.
"*****": Level 1 Tiefling Sorcerer - Her family is dead, and her will is broken. She follows orders so that those that command her will allow her to die.
Mary Anne shakes her head, "I didn't have many friends. Lots of teachers mostly, they taught me how to come up with stratergies and fight." she gestures toward her shield and wooden sword practice sword. "I did used to play with one of the cook's daughters. We would mostly play stones."
Mary Anne shows Nylah a game where you draw a rectangular field and throw a target stone, then try to throw stones close to it without bouncing them past or outside the field.
dexterity: 3
She rubs the back of her neck as her stone doesn't even hit the near edge of the field. "It's harder than I remember."
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In a strange turn of events Eider finds he is lost. The forest taught her? Like was it a feral "school of hard knocks"? And what is a Spelljammer button?
(OOC: Is there a skill check Eider can make here? Just in case:
Eider, Legends say in eons past powerful Elven mages commanded magic ships that traveled among the stars. Those ships probably had levers and dials and such...
(But I'm not at all sure what that has to do with Grianne's buttons.)
(Apart from the fact that literally everything has to do with Grianne's Buttons.)
Edier could probably figure out that, yes Grianne was raised mostly feral, but also by directly by a forest deity.
She waves a hand at Eider, No, the stars are made out of buttons. That would be silly. I mean buttons.. the tiny things that living creatures are made out of. too small to see and they hold everything together.
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Grianne Wildpaw: Wood Elf Druid level 12 (8W-4L)- - Coliseum of Conquest: Master of Faerie Fire. Just don't ask her to spell it.
Grianne Wildpaw: Wood Elf Druid level 6 (2W-1L)- - Coliseum Reborn : Master of a Myriad of forms.
Runt, the Stormchosen: Half-Orc barbarian level 5 -- The Guild
Liam the Weak: Level 4 Human Fighter - Trying to fight against his other personality, and constantly losing.
Aodh: Level 20 Half-Elf Cleric of Life - Not really. It's a strange being that had possessed and broke down a level 20 Cleric of Life Domain, gaining his knowledge and power.
"*****": Level 1 Tiefling Sorcerer - Her family is dead, and her will is broken. She follows orders so that those that command her will allow her to die.
Mazara rubs his hands gleefully over a nice, hot, and tantalizing full course meal of all the best the Glory had to offer. His first genuine taste of a victory that DIDN'T involve literal blood, sweat, and a few tears mercifully hidden behind a full face helmet. Just as he brought the knife down to start carving into succulent pork meat, the sound of a door being practically slammed open draws his attention away like much other patrons.
"Well if -- O-oi?" He nearly jumps in his seat as the man rushes for his feet. After glancing around at the other patrons he rubs the back of his neck a few times. Bright and pupiless yellow eyes close in a sigh, and then open when an amused smile graces the dark-skinned man's lips. "Ah what the hell. At least grab a seat, my bushy hair friend. And try not to eat so fast. That's how ya get sick."
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When you realize you're doing too much: Signature.
A few minutes after Liam started chowing down on Mazara's food, Eldin walks in. From his facial expression you can tell that the most dominant emotion he is currently experiencing is a gleeful excitement. However there's a tad bit of frustration and tiredness put into the mix. After his research went nowhere, he spent the rest of the day doing mercenary work... or at least that's what he calls it. Really he just earned a big pouch full of copper coins that equal to 1GP by doing menial tasks for people. He washed dishes, cleaned houses, walked pets, washed carriages, bought groceries for old people and used his Giant Strength to carry all the stuff rich kids bought on a shopping-spree.
He walks around the bar and surveys the situation before heading over to the bartender's desk to order noodles. During his walk, he notices Liam wolfing down food. He raises an eyebrow and thinks Where did he suddenly materialize from? Whatever, glad to see he didn't get caught yet. Mary Anne and Nylah play together. Huh. Haven't seen her around. That's a unique design on the girl's scarf. (Is there anything I can roll to see if Eldin recognizes the family crest?) He then walks close to Grianne and Eider chatting away. He waves to Grianne as he walks by and sits himself down at the front. He hands Harmond the pouch of copper when Eldin gets his noodles.
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"It is a nice crest isn't it?" Mary Anne says, wiping her eyes with a handkerchief. She grabs Nylah's hand, following her.
~♡~
Fin
Fin chuckles to her self as the two girls enter holding hands at play at signing up to fight.
Mary Anne
Mary Anne puffs up her chest a little, but nervously tousles her braided hair with her free hand. She curtsies in her loose chainmail.
"Truth, it's a genuine pleasure to meet you. I... I'd like to test my mettle in the Coliseum, are these necessary forms?"
~♡~
Truth frowns and relucrantly relinquishes a sheet from her clipboard. "You are quite certain?" She asks.
Extended Signature
Mary Anne grips a pen to fill out the application and her nervousness turns into resolve.
"I am." she says confidently.
If the application has any big words she asks Nylah for help first, then if Nylah can't answer, she asks Truth. After she finishes she hands over the paper and asks Nylah with a big smile on her face, "So... what's next? Shall we play?"
~♡~
Liam eventually made it back to the tavern. His hunger had only grown with every minute he took to find his way back. His mind was only filled with confusion, but fatigue and pangs of hunger ate away at his mind. He needed food. He needed it now.
He shoved the door open, and stood there. The moment his eyes spotted food, he dashed towards it, regardless of who or what was in his way, and began ravenously eating it.
Liam the Weak: Level 4 Human Fighter - Trying to fight against his other personality, and constantly losing.
Aodh: Level 20 Half-Elf Cleric of Life - Not really. It's a strange being that had possessed and broke down a level 20 Cleric of Life Domain, gaining his knowledge and power.
"*****": Level 1 Tiefling Sorcerer - Her family is dead, and her will is broken. She follows orders so that those that command her will allow her to die.
"Hell yeah!"
Morthos jumps out of his seat and grabs the door for Nara.
???:1.
(@Girana: I assume by tavern you mean The Glory? Or some random tavern in town?)
When you realize you're doing too much: Signature.
Mary Anne shakes her head, "I didn't have many friends. Lots of teachers mostly, they taught me how to come up with stratergies and fight." she gestures toward her shield and wooden sword practice sword. "I did used to play with one of the cook's daughters. We would mostly play stones."
Mary Anne shows Nylah a game where you draw a rectangular field and throw a target stone, then try to throw stones close to it without bouncing them past or outside the field.
dexterity : 3
She rubs the back of her neck as her stone doesn't even hit the near edge of the field. "It's harder than I remember."
~♡~
In a strange turn of events Eider finds he is lost. The forest taught her? Like was it a feral "school of hard knocks"? And what is a Spelljammer button?
(OOC: Is there a skill check Eider can make here? Just in case:
Arcana/ History (its +10 either way): 26 )
Eider, Level 13 Human Abjurer Wizard - Colosseum of Conquest (11W-3L) (Tougher than he looks)
Eider, Legends say in eons past powerful Elven mages commanded magic ships that traveled among the stars. Those ships probably had levers and dials and such...
(But I'm not at all sure what that has to do with Grianne's buttons.)
(Apart from the fact that literally everything has to do with Grianne's Buttons.)
Extended Signature
Eider looks at Grianne oddly as he tries to figure out where this conversation is going.
"I have read rumored legends of magical vessels that could traverse the stars.... Wait, do you think stars or buttons?"
Eider, Level 13 Human Abjurer Wizard - Colosseum of Conquest (11W-3L) (Tougher than he looks)
Edier could probably figure out that, yes Grianne was raised mostly feral, but also by directly by a forest deity.
She waves a hand at Eider, No, the stars are made out of buttons. That would be silly. I mean buttons.. the tiny things that living creatures are made out of. too small to see and they hold everything together.
Grianne Wildpaw: Wood Elf Druid level 12 (8W-4L)- - Coliseum of Conquest: Master of Faerie Fire. Just don't ask her to spell it.
Grianne Wildpaw: Wood Elf Druid level 6 (2W-1L)- - Coliseum Reborn : Master of a Myriad of forms.
Runt, the Stormchosen: Half-Orc barbarian level 5 -- The Guild
Tomoe Gozen: Human Fighter Samurai level 5 -- Cronero (Solo Campaign)
(OOC: I thought Grianne's buttons were atoms/molecules. Turns out she's talking about cells. Am I the only one surprised by that?)
(Yeah, I meant the Glory)
Liam the Weak: Level 4 Human Fighter - Trying to fight against his other personality, and constantly losing.
Aodh: Level 20 Half-Elf Cleric of Life - Not really. It's a strange being that had possessed and broke down a level 20 Cleric of Life Domain, gaining his knowledge and power.
"*****": Level 1 Tiefling Sorcerer - Her family is dead, and her will is broken. She follows orders so that those that command her will allow her to die.
(Well, I definitely mentioned particle physics for a reason, but it's her thing, not mine.)
Extended Signature
(I like that. Leave it up to the pc to let out certain things.)
She then trys to find an apothecary.
Investigation 10
(Any luck with this roll?)
Mazara rubs his hands gleefully over a nice, hot, and tantalizing full course meal of all the best the Glory had to offer. His first genuine taste of a victory that DIDN'T involve literal blood, sweat, and a few tears mercifully hidden behind a full face helmet. Just as he brought the knife down to start carving into succulent pork meat, the sound of a door being practically slammed open draws his attention away like much other patrons.
"Well if -- O-oi?" He nearly jumps in his seat as the man rushes for his feet. After glancing around at the other patrons he rubs the back of his neck a few times. Bright and pupiless yellow eyes close in a sigh, and then open when an amused smile graces the dark-skinned man's lips. "Ah what the hell. At least grab a seat, my bushy hair friend. And try not to eat so fast. That's how ya get sick."
When you realize you're doing too much: Signature.
A few minutes after Liam started chowing down on Mazara's food, Eldin walks in. From his facial expression you can tell that the most dominant emotion he is currently experiencing is a gleeful excitement. However there's a tad bit of frustration and tiredness put into the mix. After his research went nowhere, he spent the rest of the day doing mercenary work... or at least that's what he calls it. Really he just earned a big pouch full of copper coins that equal to 1GP by doing menial tasks for people. He washed dishes, cleaned houses, walked pets, washed carriages, bought groceries for old people and used his Giant Strength to carry all the stuff rich kids bought on a shopping-spree.
He walks around the bar and surveys the situation before heading over to the bartender's desk to order noodles. During his walk, he notices Liam wolfing down food. He raises an eyebrow and thinks Where did he suddenly materialize from? Whatever, glad to see he didn't get caught yet. Mary Anne and Nylah play together. Huh. Haven't seen her around. That's a unique design on the girl's scarf. (Is there anything I can roll to see if Eldin recognizes the family crest?) He then walks close to Grianne and Eider chatting away. He waves to Grianne as he walks by and sits himself down at the front. He hands Harmond the pouch of copper when Eldin gets his noodles.