Delph looks blankly at the dwarves playing the game. They look at the various dice and pick up the 20 sided one as they say " It's not a game to me. The goblins, Blix, the unicorn and all that is not a game for me." They fly off with the 20 sided die and go over to look down the newly opened hall that Hoggle made and says "Oh! Neat Hoggle! That's a cool trick. Oooooo look at all the purple and gold. Oooooo, look at all the portraits. This definitely looks like an important place!" It is then Shavaris mentions going another way. Delph looks to her and then back down the hallway. Hoggle seems to not want her to go that way she wants. Delph blinks and says "Why that way Shavaris? This way looks like a royal kind of place. Is that door hiding an even better way then this way? Oh! Hoggle lets open that one too! I like choices. We can pick which way looks best although the purple and gold place seems really hard to beat!" The fairly flies over to Hoggle and gives them big pleading eyes.
Travin leaves the table packing away his inks and paper, there is a shiny corridor full of stealable pictures to be had, he hobbles over to hoggle, his eyes large and gleaming with opportunity.
Johnathan eagerly awaits to leave the goblins. They were starting to annoy him. As the door opens he looks inside to see a rare sight, a rare sight indeed. Goblin…art? The very thought was outrageous. These mindless minions were pure evil, they had no moral sense, only a need to destroy and steal. And yet, they had art. Not for hoarding or wealth but for culture. For pride as a people. Johnathan is shocked. Was he wrong about them, at least some of them? Here he was underground with a hoard of goblins that didn’t attack him. They were playing games and having a pleasant time. Maybe this is how they wish to live. Maybe they are forced into being monsters by outsiders or worse leaders.
Did you find something Shavaris? Where does that lock go to? Johnathan asks, trying to bring his mind on more important matters for now.
Ralik ambles around taking in the views and watching his comrades go this way and that. He couldn’t help shake the feeling that they were very undisciplined and winced at the notion. He notices Delph just take the dwarves weird many sided rock and sighs. He digs in his pocket for a gold coin which he leaves on the table with an apologetic look on his face. He wasn’t sure how much it was worth but felt he had to compensate them som how. It wasn’t the dwarves fault, they were just living their lives. Despite that, he keeps an eye on them. Everything lately was not as they had expected and his teammates were acting strange.
The nomad inches towards Shavaris just in case. He is still on alert, along with Running Bird who watches where they had entered from.
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Hoggle practically falls over when Shavaris asks him for help. He actually raises a hand to his chest and clutches it.
"Oh Goddesses!" He says, looking stunned. "Hell no we aren't going that way! That leads to the Bog of Eternal Stench! Why would I want to go that way!?"
Didymus pipes up at this and begins to bounce around, directing attention toward Shavaris.
"Oh, yes! Yes, to the Bog! Why, I was assigned there to guard a bridge for many years! The air is fresh and fragrant as a new spring! A beautiful place my Lady! Yes, we must go that way at once! It'll be a wonderful trip back home!"
"Absolutely not!" Hoggle says. "Do you know what happened when you left?"
"Sir Hoggle, you listen to me..."
"A catoblepas moved in! Maybe more than one! A catoblepas, Didymus! It can kill you with its stink!"
Hoggle looks outrage. Didymus's mouth hangs open for a moment.
"...my smell is keen." Didymus says, with more conviction than should fit in such a diminutive body.
"Oh there's plenty of gross plants and stuff in the bog." Hoggle says to answer Ward. "You'll be up to your eyeballs in horrible stuff to play with. And NO, I'm not opening that way so you can have choices! Crazy Fairy!"
One of the Dwarves raises a hand to protest the stolen dice, but decides not to. The group slowly starts to pack up their stuff and get out of dodge while they can, seeing things get heated amongst the band. They take the gold piece from Ralik, mutter a quiet 'thank you', and escape.
"More specifically, do you know if there is by chance Pheonix Vine? That uhh, catoblepas, is the smell a poison? If so I can get in and out alright enough." Ward says, giving a light tap to his metal plating.
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P: The Traveling Ward: Natural Napalm Enthusiast. (AURYN: The Hunt For The Last Unicorn.)
"Travin thinks it's a good idea! Yeh yeh, Travin can sweeten the deal! Hmmm? Let Ward go to the bog and Travin will give hoggles a one of these!" Travin holds out a pistol dangling it temptingly in front of hoggles face.
Delph never tried to hide that they took the die as they watch the tiny one fly off with it. Delph doesn't seem to notice the dwarves wanted their die back as the fairy puts the object in their bag with their few coins. As Ralik gives a coin to the dwarves Delph just looks curiously at them for a moment then moves on. For a tiny creature it looks like their bag is quite full now. They listened to Hoggle and Shvaris about this extra path and hearing it was the bog of eternal stench did not fill Delphinium with a big desire to go. The fairy wanted to find the unicorn quick and get back home to help their family. Delph looks to Hoggle and Sir Didymus and says "Oh! Eternal stench? That doesn't sound fun. Although Sir Didymus seems to like it and they say it's pretty. Is it not stinky then? It's an odd name to give a place if it doesn't stink. That Blix isn't there though right?" delphinium looks toShavaris who seems to really want to go and says to her "Shavaris, could we come back after finding Blix and seeing if they know where the unicorn is? I'll join you even though the eternal stench part sounds stinky but isn't. If it's important, you know I'll help but we need to find the unicorn first, right?" Delph looks at Shavaris and waits for an answer as they hover by the door Hoggle opened up.
Shavaris looks surprised as Hoggle responds to her request and backs away from the keyhole. "I don't understand, my, my sister pointed me here?" she looks around at everyone feeling slightly embarrassed. Apparently she couldn't follow her sister's ghost blindly... though she did wonder why her sister wanted her to follow her through this door...
She looks up to Delph, "Yes, I agree, getting to Blix is first priority, sorry. I just... sorry." she looks at the keyhole again in wonder, but shakes her head and heads over to the hallway of decorated goblins. Then turns to Hoggle, "You're sure that's all that door leads to? Just the bog, nothing else?"
"I can scout it out first and try to find what your sister may be pointing you towards Shavaris. Or if you would like to go with because if I remember at least one more of us has invisibilty they could cast on you. I appreciate the assistance Travin, though I am incredibly concerned with how you got a pistol." Ward says, but giving a genuine smile towards Travin
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"Travin is a discerned collector of all the things, yeh!" He digs a hand deep within his tattered patchwork robes and pulls out a handful of pistol ammo, shaking it like coin in his hands he quickly raises his eye brows to Ward in a suggestively conspiratorial manner.
At the sight of the pistol, Ralik becomes interested. “What is that?” He says with a tilted head. Then shakes it and looks to Shavaris. “If this is something we can take care of and figure out then should look into now, huh. Blix isn’t going anywhere but this seems fleeting and it is strongly affecting our sister huh. Nock tela som new, E hok no dun. A clouded mind will bring storms and troubles. Let us get to the bottom of this ghost business.”
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Eternal stench. That doesn’t sound good. You sure your sister pointed down there Shavaris? Johnathan asks as he looks at the trap door. I mean it would be a good hiding spot for the mare but Blix is still a threat. Can this bog take us towards him? That’s when Johnathan notices the pistols being handed out like candy. He was unsure of them since he hasn’t seen a gun before. Travin what are you playing with now. We don’t have time to play with your toys. Johnathan gives an internal sigh. Things used to be simpler when he was the loose cannon. The good old days. Johnathan turns his attention to the fox. He said those words again, those dreaded words about his smell. Uhh, so this is the place where the fox hide got his keen smell. Johnathan gives a frown towards the fox. It is clear his opinion of it was low. Whenever it would speak Johnathan would shudder at its voice. I could stop him. I’ve hunted bigger things in the woods. It would be quick, painless. And so much quieter. Oh how I miss the quiet. A vision of Johnathan chasing the fox through the forests with a giant net springs to his mind. He chuckles at the thought. Maybe I can do that once we kill Blix. I think I’ll have earned a bit of fun. Shavaris, your sister hasn’t guided us astray before. And Ralik is right. You’ve done so much for us it’s the least we can do. We don’t want you distracted. If we avoid that smell killing monster and see where you sister goes maybe we will gain an advantage or weapon against Blix. Besides, any place that fox hide thinks is nice is most definitely holding some ancient evil that must be destroyed.
"then it seems it is decided, hmmmm? No bog for ward yeh, out voted, yeh yeh, we follow shavaris! Ahaa!" Travin quickly and excitedly hands a pistol and a small amount of ammunition each to Ward, Shavaris, and Ralik, he then bounces up and down waving a fourth pistol, smiling from ear to ear, he screams out "LET'S GO KILL A GHOST!!! YEH YEHHHHH!"
Delphinium listens to Johnathan say any place Sir Didymus thinks is nice must hold some ancient evil and the fairy frowns. Then even more affronting is Travin saying they want to kill the ghost of Shavaris' sister! The fairy zooms over to Travin first and bops them on the side of the head saying "No! The ghost might be Shavaris' sister! That makes them a good ghost. No killing!" Then they fly over to Johnathan and bop him in the nose as they say "Don't be mean! Sir Didymus is a very nice knight that has done nothing but help us! They must surely have a nice home too not some ancient evil hiding there! You should apologize." They look to Sir Didymus "Right Sir Didymus?" The fairy then glares at both Travin and Johnathan waiting for them to agree and apologize.
Shavaris is suddenly surrounded by her friends all giving opinions on where they should go next. She tries to listen to all of them, appreciating the sentiments on helping her find her sisters ghost so that she understands what Eloise was trying to tell her. She starts nodding in agreement, though in the back of her mind the idea of the Bog of Eternal Stench does not sound like a good idea, and she glances over at Hoggle.
As she does, suddenly a pistol is shoved in her hands and she looks at it and Travin in surprise, "What is this?" her surprise is quickly dashed when Travin says it is to kill a ghost. Anger surges through her and she glares at him, "How dare you. I've already told you it is my sister. You either don't listen or you don't care. Who the hell do you think you are?" then poof, Delph is at her side, and Shavaris gives him a slight smile. She sighs, the emotion of everything is really getting exhausting. Can't they just find the damn unicorn?
Agreeing with Ralik, she turns to the door, and figures why not just take a quick peak? She pulls out her thieves tools again and works them perfectly. The door does not budge. "Well guys, unless you have another plan, this is apparently not the way." she turns back around and looks defeated.
“Shav friend, I don’t believe Tavin meant any harm. I didn’t even really understand the ghost thing until a little while ago.” Ward says trying to keep the peace. ”I do think it should be explored, however only one or two of us. Worst comes to worst I may be able to reason with the creature and stay hidden from it.” Ward says then turning to Hoggle. “If you don’t want to adventure in I respect that, I and possibly you Shav can check it out and see what your sister wishes us to, see what we can get from in there and leave.” Ward then notices Travin giving him the pistol and ammo. “Huh, I haven’t actually ever needed use of these, however, this situation may present some interesting opportunities. Thank you my interesting friend.” Ward says to Travin giving him two gold for it. “Maybe this reset was necessary.” Ward mumbles to himself looking off a bit into space
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P: The Traveling Ward: Natural Napalm Enthusiast. (AURYN: The Hunt For The Last Unicorn.)
Travin looks shocked at the anger for a moment and then realises what he has done, he lowers his weapon along with the corners of his mouth, he approaches Shavaris and pats a hand in her if she lets him "Travin is sorry about your ghost sister, yehh Travin doesn't remember things good, hmmm, or remember anything really... Travin apologises yes, this is Travin's fault" he has a thousand yard stare for a moment as he backs away from Shavaris once more, then ward begins speaking and Travin is distracted and is exited again at being given gold, all thoughts of the past minute or so apparently gone.
Delph looks blankly at the dwarves playing the game. They look at the various dice and pick up the 20 sided one as they say " It's not a game to me. The goblins, Blix, the unicorn and all that is not a game for me." They fly off with the 20 sided die and go over to look down the newly opened hall that Hoggle made and says "Oh! Neat Hoggle! That's a cool trick. Oooooo look at all the purple and gold. Oooooo, look at all the portraits. This definitely looks like an important place!" It is then Shavaris mentions going another way. Delph looks to her and then back down the hallway. Hoggle seems to not want her to go that way she wants. Delph blinks and says "Why that way Shavaris? This way looks like a royal kind of place. Is that door hiding an even better way then this way? Oh! Hoggle lets open that one too! I like choices. We can pick which way looks best although the purple and gold place seems really hard to beat!" The fairly flies over to Hoggle and gives them big pleading eyes.
Travin leaves the table packing away his inks and paper, there is a shiny corridor full of stealable pictures to be had, he hobbles over to hoggle, his eyes large and gleaming with opportunity.
Johnathan eagerly awaits to leave the goblins. They were starting to annoy him. As the door opens he looks inside to see a rare sight, a rare sight indeed. Goblin…art? The very thought was outrageous. These mindless minions were pure evil, they had no moral sense, only a need to destroy and steal. And yet, they had art. Not for hoarding or wealth but for culture. For pride as a people. Johnathan is shocked. Was he wrong about them, at least some of them? Here he was underground with a hoard of goblins that didn’t attack him. They were playing games and having a pleasant time. Maybe this is how they wish to live. Maybe they are forced into being monsters by outsiders or worse leaders.
Did you find something Shavaris? Where does that lock go to? Johnathan asks, trying to bring his mind on more important matters for now.
Ralik ambles around taking in the views and watching his comrades go this way and that. He couldn’t help shake the feeling that they were very undisciplined and winced at the notion. He notices Delph just take the dwarves weird many sided rock and sighs. He digs in his pocket for a gold coin which he leaves on the table with an apologetic look on his face. He wasn’t sure how much it was worth but felt he had to compensate them som how. It wasn’t the dwarves fault, they were just living their lives. Despite that, he keeps an eye on them. Everything lately was not as they had expected and his teammates were acting strange.
The nomad inches towards Shavaris just in case. He is still on alert, along with Running Bird who watches where they had entered from.
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Hoggle practically falls over when Shavaris asks him for help. He actually raises a hand to his chest and clutches it.
"Oh Goddesses!" He says, looking stunned. "Hell no we aren't going that way! That leads to the Bog of Eternal Stench! Why would I want to go that way!?"
Didymus pipes up at this and begins to bounce around, directing attention toward Shavaris.
"Oh, yes! Yes, to the Bog! Why, I was assigned there to guard a bridge for many years! The air is fresh and fragrant as a new spring! A beautiful place my Lady! Yes, we must go that way at once! It'll be a wonderful trip back home!"
"Absolutely not!" Hoggle says. "Do you know what happened when you left?"
"Sir Hoggle, you listen to me..."
"A catoblepas moved in! Maybe more than one! A catoblepas, Didymus! It can kill you with its stink!"
Hoggle looks outrage. Didymus's mouth hangs open for a moment.
"...my smell is keen." Didymus says, with more conviction than should fit in such a diminutive body.
"Oh there's plenty of gross plants and stuff in the bog." Hoggle says to answer Ward. "You'll be up to your eyeballs in horrible stuff to play with. And NO, I'm not opening that way so you can have choices! Crazy Fairy!"
One of the Dwarves raises a hand to protest the stolen dice, but decides not to. The group slowly starts to pack up their stuff and get out of dodge while they can, seeing things get heated amongst the band. They take the gold piece from Ralik, mutter a quiet 'thank you', and escape.
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"More specifically, do you know if there is by chance Pheonix Vine? That uhh, catoblepas, is the smell a poison? If so I can get in and out alright enough." Ward says, giving a light tap to his metal plating.
P: The Traveling Ward: Natural Napalm Enthusiast. (AURYN: The Hunt For The Last Unicorn.)
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"Travin thinks it's a good idea! Yeh yeh, Travin can sweeten the deal! Hmmm? Let Ward go to the bog and Travin will give hoggles a one of these!" Travin holds out a pistol dangling it temptingly in front of hoggles face.
Delph never tried to hide that they took the die as they watch the tiny one fly off with it. Delph doesn't seem to notice the dwarves wanted their die back as the fairy puts the object in their bag with their few coins. As Ralik gives a coin to the dwarves Delph just looks curiously at them for a moment then moves on. For a tiny creature it looks like their bag is quite full now. They listened to Hoggle and Shvaris about this extra path and hearing it was the bog of eternal stench did not fill Delphinium with a big desire to go. The fairy wanted to find the unicorn quick and get back home to help their family. Delph looks to Hoggle and Sir Didymus and says "Oh! Eternal stench? That doesn't sound fun. Although Sir Didymus seems to like it and they say it's pretty. Is it not stinky then? It's an odd name to give a place if it doesn't stink. That Blix isn't there though right?" delphinium looks to Shavaris who seems to really want to go and says to her "Shavaris, could we come back after finding Blix and seeing if they know where the unicorn is? I'll join you even though the eternal stench part sounds stinky but isn't. If it's important, you know I'll help but we need to find the unicorn first, right?" Delph looks at Shavaris and waits for an answer as they hover by the door Hoggle opened up.
Shavaris looks surprised as Hoggle responds to her request and backs away from the keyhole. "I don't understand, my, my sister pointed me here?" she looks around at everyone feeling slightly embarrassed. Apparently she couldn't follow her sister's ghost blindly... though she did wonder why her sister wanted her to follow her through this door...
She looks up to Delph, "Yes, I agree, getting to Blix is first priority, sorry. I just... sorry." she looks at the keyhole again in wonder, but shakes her head and heads over to the hallway of decorated goblins. Then turns to Hoggle, "You're sure that's all that door leads to? Just the bog, nothing else?"
Delph looks sadly at Shavaris and seems torn but ultimately flies over to land on Shavaris' shoulder and asks "Your sister? Is she in trouble?"
"I can scout it out first and try to find what your sister may be pointing you towards Shavaris. Or if you would like to go with because if I remember at least one more of us has invisibilty they could cast on you. I appreciate the assistance Travin, though I am incredibly concerned with how you got a pistol." Ward says, but giving a genuine smile towards Travin
P: The Traveling Ward: Natural Napalm Enthusiast. (AURYN: The Hunt For The Last Unicorn.)
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"Travin is a discerned collector of all the things, yeh!" He digs a hand deep within his tattered patchwork robes and pulls out a handful of pistol ammo, shaking it like coin in his hands he quickly raises his eye brows to Ward in a suggestively conspiratorial manner.
At the sight of the pistol, Ralik becomes interested. “What is that?” He says with a tilted head. Then shakes it and looks to Shavaris. “If this is something we can take care of and figure out then should look into now, huh. Blix isn’t going anywhere but this seems fleeting and it is strongly affecting our sister huh. Nock tela som new, E hok no dun. A clouded mind will bring storms and troubles. Let us get to the bottom of this ghost business.”
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Eternal stench. That doesn’t sound good. You sure your sister pointed down there Shavaris? Johnathan asks as he looks at the trap door. I mean it would be a good hiding spot for the mare but Blix is still a threat. Can this bog take us towards him? That’s when Johnathan notices the pistols being handed out like candy. He was unsure of them since he hasn’t seen a gun before. Travin what are you playing with now. We don’t have time to play with your toys. Johnathan gives an internal sigh. Things used to be simpler when he was the loose cannon. The good old days. Johnathan turns his attention to the fox. He said those words again, those dreaded words about his smell. Uhh, so this is the place where the fox hide got his keen smell. Johnathan gives a frown towards the fox. It is clear his opinion of it was low. Whenever it would speak Johnathan would shudder at its voice. I could stop him. I’ve hunted bigger things in the woods. It would be quick, painless. And so much quieter. Oh how I miss the quiet. A vision of Johnathan chasing the fox through the forests with a giant net springs to his mind. He chuckles at the thought. Maybe I can do that once we kill Blix. I think I’ll have earned a bit of fun. Shavaris, your sister hasn’t guided us astray before. And Ralik is right. You’ve done so much for us it’s the least we can do. We don’t want you distracted. If we avoid that smell killing monster and see where you sister goes maybe we will gain an advantage or weapon against Blix. Besides, any place that fox hide thinks is nice is most definitely holding some ancient evil that must be destroyed.
"then it seems it is decided, hmmmm? No bog for ward yeh, out voted, yeh yeh, we follow shavaris! Ahaa!" Travin quickly and excitedly hands a pistol and a small amount of ammunition each to Ward, Shavaris, and Ralik, he then bounces up and down waving a fourth pistol, smiling from ear to ear, he screams out "LET'S GO KILL A GHOST!!! YEH YEHHHHH!"
Delphinium listens to Johnathan say any place Sir Didymus thinks is nice must hold some ancient evil and the fairy frowns. Then even more affronting is Travin saying they want to kill the ghost of Shavaris' sister! The fairy zooms over to Travin first and bops them on the side of the head saying "No! The ghost might be Shavaris' sister! That makes them a good ghost. No killing!" Then they fly over to Johnathan and bop him in the nose as they say "Don't be mean! Sir Didymus is a very nice knight that has done nothing but help us! They must surely have a nice home too not some ancient evil hiding there! You should apologize." They look to Sir Didymus "Right Sir Didymus?" The fairy then glares at both Travin and Johnathan waiting for them to agree and apologize.
"LET'S GO... FOLLOW A GHOST?? um ..YEHHH!"
Shavaris is suddenly surrounded by her friends all giving opinions on where they should go next. She tries to listen to all of them, appreciating the sentiments on helping her find her sisters ghost so that she understands what Eloise was trying to tell her. She starts nodding in agreement, though in the back of her mind the idea of the Bog of Eternal Stench does not sound like a good idea, and she glances over at Hoggle.
As she does, suddenly a pistol is shoved in her hands and she looks at it and Travin in surprise, "What is this?" her surprise is quickly dashed when Travin says it is to kill a ghost. Anger surges through her and she glares at him, "How dare you. I've already told you it is my sister. You either don't listen or you don't care. Who the hell do you think you are?" then poof, Delph is at her side, and Shavaris gives him a slight smile. She sighs, the emotion of everything is really getting exhausting. Can't they just find the damn unicorn?
Agreeing with Ralik, she turns to the door, and figures why not just take a quick peak? She pulls out her thieves tools again and works them perfectly. The door does not budge. "Well guys, unless you have another plan, this is apparently not the way." she turns back around and looks defeated.
“Shav friend, I don’t believe Tavin meant any harm. I didn’t even really understand the ghost thing until a little while ago.” Ward says trying to keep the peace. ”I do think it should be explored, however only one or two of us. Worst comes to worst I may be able to reason with the creature and stay hidden from it.” Ward says then turning to Hoggle. “If you don’t want to adventure in I respect that, I and possibly you Shav can check it out and see what your sister wishes us to, see what we can get from in there and leave.” Ward then notices Travin giving him the pistol and ammo. “Huh, I haven’t actually ever needed use of these, however, this situation may present some interesting opportunities. Thank you my interesting friend.” Ward says to Travin giving him two gold for it. “Maybe this reset was necessary.” Ward mumbles to himself looking off a bit into space
P: The Traveling Ward: Natural Napalm Enthusiast. (AURYN: The Hunt For The Last Unicorn.)
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Travin looks shocked at the anger for a moment and then realises what he has done, he lowers his weapon along with the corners of his mouth, he approaches Shavaris and pats a hand in her if she lets him "Travin is sorry about your ghost sister, yehh Travin doesn't remember things good, hmmm, or remember anything really... Travin apologises yes, this is Travin's fault" he has a thousand yard stare for a moment as he backs away from Shavaris once more, then ward begins speaking and Travin is distracted and is exited again at being given gold, all thoughts of the past minute or so apparently gone.