(Cool. lol Zale is in a much better mood since they are not here right now.)
"Thanks Khessa!" Zale replies taking the dagger back and looking at it. "That's good to know!" She puts the dagger away and stands up. "Heh, I'd like to get outta here before them Kobolds get back."
"Yes, you're right, Zale" jokes Khessa, getting up from the table after having finished her massacre of boiled cabbages. “Who would ever want to accept a king's overtures? You know how boring court life must be... Pages who accompany you, minstrels who court you, servants always around... Who would bear it? Galloping on horseback in rain, shine or storm or slaying monsters in a dungeon to prevent them from doing the same to you! That's what us girls dream, right? Freedom!” She winks “So, let's go to the stables” and she sets off.
"Well, I doubt Eek would be doin that stuff anyways, he ain't a real king. But that has nothin to do with me wantin notin to do with him. I ain't ready to settle down with anyone, especially not with some Kobold." Zale scoffs. "But anyways, yes! Adventure awaits! Let's be on our way!" She stands up and starts to walk with Khessa towards the stables.
Kriv follows. He feels like a weight as been lifted off his shoulders. It is almost overwhelming, letting go after such a long time. He trie# to not let it show.
Eric follows toward the stables "I hope they left something suitable for a dwarf" he mumbles "ponies, donkeys and rams are a kind of a dwarf like creature, regular horses are too high and gets tired too easily.... " he laughs (Erick is pretty bulky and full armored dwarf so is going to be pretty heavy to carry around... he also is not much accustomed to ride, in fact, he is hoping to hind a stagecoach)
"Oh seems that Leosin knows how to deal with all kind of guests !" the dwarf exclaims seeing a donkey dressed with a saddle into the stables. You see a bulky and stubborn grey donkey, saddled indeed, with a longer whitish tuft of fur in the forehead, over his eyes. Eric steps closer and they saluted each other with a friendly headbutt. "I'll call you Ferdinand, do you like it?" The beast seems to nod back
Khessa opens her mouth in awe at the sight of the majestic white horse, so tall, elegant and graceful (OOC: I'm dreaming of an Andalusian Horse - but no idea how this race would be called in the Realms)
"I want that one!" she decides immediately. She eagerly readies the mount, cleaning it before saddling, patting him with affection and feeding her (she finds out it is a female horse) a carrot or two before literally jumping (leveraging with hands on the horse's back) on the saddle.
"I and... Zewna" she pats the majestic mare on the powerful shoulder "are ready when you are!"
"Oh seems that Leosin knows how to deal with all kind of guests !" the dwarf exclaims seeing a donkey dressed with a saddle into the stables. You see a bulky and stubborn grey donkey, saddled indeed, with a longer whitish tuft of fur in the forehead, over his eyes. Eric steps closer and they saluted each other with a friendly headbutt. "I'll call you Ferdinand, do you like it?" The beast seems to nod back
Khessa opens her mouth in awe at the sight of the majestic white horse, so tall, elegant and graceful (OOC: I'm dreaming of an Andalusian Horse - but no idea how this race would be called in the Realms)
"I want that one!" she decides immediately. She eagerly readies the mount, cleaning it before saddling, patting him with affection and feeding her (she finds out it is a female horse) a carrot or two before literally jumping (leveraging with hands on the horse's back) on the saddle.
"I and... Zewna" she pats the majestic mare on the powerful shoulder "are ready when you are!"
[[ I'd say Common isn't the same as English. English is just the lingua franca we use to communicate with each other and thus the translation from Common to language we all understand. So maybe an Andalusian is called Galblaas in Common, but we still write Andalusian. Same with other words referring to actual Earth places. ]]
Calvin is a little disappointed with the fact that his mount is not a giant lizard of some sort but is simply just a horse. However, he simply shrugs his shoulders and climbs on. He then begin stroking the back of the horse to reassure him. Calvin then begins to draw on the natural energies around him and focuses them on to himself by tapping his forehead with his finger. He then utters the word, "Loqui"
He then leans forwards towards the horse and in a quiet voice he speaks to the horse, "You must be familiar with the areas around here, you wouldn't be aware of any creatures that are the size of a turkey, sort of looks like a lizard but has feathers?"
(Casts: Speak with animals)
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“The secret we should never let the gamemasters know is that they don't need any rules.” ― Gary Gygax
Zeminny finds himself a rugged little donkey named Oaf. While he likes horses, he agrees that they are just too tall and can some trouble on rugged off road terrain and in the denser forests. Donkeys are smart and agile and Oaf seems to have just the kind of rugged personality great for dangerous and exciting adventures. He will give Oaf a hunk of apple to seal the deal.
Zale carefully looks around the stable for a suitable mount. Thoroughbreds are fast, but hot headed not great for a long ride. Andalusians are beautiful, but have to much leg action her her taste. Walking up and down the stalls, she looks for whatever the equivalent of a Mustang, Morgan or an Arabian would be. Any of those breeds will have plenty of stamina for a long ride. While she has limited experience actually handling these animals, due to simply not being able to afford one, but she does know how to choose a steed. Once she finds one, she enters the stall and checks the animal's conformation, picks up it's hooves and runs her hands down it's legs and back. The animal she chooses is of an average size, standing at around 15.1 hands. He is a dusty dun color with a sleek coat but a rather shaggy main and tail, he's got enough main that his forelock covers his eyes. As she runs her hand down his dorsal stripe, she nods. "You'll do just fine. Heheh, I'll name you Taynin." She pats the stallion's neck.
Animal handling for the fun!: 20 (Nat 20!)
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Calvin finishes a hearty breakfast consisting of fruits and nuts.
"So, I guess we're on journey up the Trade Way then."
“The secret we should never let the gamemasters know is that they don't need any rules.” ― Gary Gygax
Nixi finds her friends the next morning after a long rest.
"Hello again, everyone. This is Isidore, my new friend!" She indicates the raven perched on top of her head.
After hearing the details of the Cult's movement and treasure smuggling, she says, "We can't let them get away with that! I say we follow them!"
Kriv joins the others for breakfast. “When do we leave?”
"As soon as we finish breakfast, I'd say" Khessa hastens to devour the last cabbages. "We are done here".
(Cool. lol Zale is in a much better mood since they are not here right now.)
"Thanks Khessa!" Zale replies taking the dagger back and looking at it. "That's good to know!" She puts the dagger away and stands up. "Heh, I'd like to get outta here before them Kobolds get back."
Zeminny will say, “ I am ready for anything, full belly, clean clothes…”
he does a few hops into different fighting poses and throws a punch or two.
” Maybe we will run into Eek and his merry band on the road”
"Yes, you're right, Zale" jokes Khessa, getting up from the table after having finished her massacre of boiled cabbages. “Who would ever want to accept a king's overtures? You know how boring court life must be... Pages who accompany you, minstrels who court you, servants always around... Who would bear it? Galloping on horseback in rain, shine or storm or slaying monsters in a dungeon to prevent them from doing the same to you! That's what us girls dream, right? Freedom!” She winks “So, let's go to the stables” and she sets off.
"Well, I doubt Eek would be doin that stuff anyways, he ain't a real king. But that has nothin to do with me wantin notin to do with him. I ain't ready to settle down with anyone, especially not with some Kobold." Zale scoffs. "But anyways, yes! Adventure awaits! Let's be on our way!" She stands up and starts to walk with Khessa towards the stables.
Kriv follows. He feels like a weight as been lifted off his shoulders. It is almost overwhelming, letting go after such a long time. He trie# to not let it show.
Eric follows toward the stables "I hope they left something suitable for a dwarf" he mumbles "ponies, donkeys and rams are a kind of a dwarf like creature, regular horses are too high and gets tired too easily.... " he laughs (Erick is pretty bulky and full armored dwarf so is going to be pretty heavy to carry around... he also is not much accustomed to ride, in fact, he is hoping to hind a stagecoach)
Khessa smiles to herself as she imagines a vehicle that can help Eric 'ride'…
He would love it :D
Let's say Leosin would know about the limitations some of the party members have and has arranged appropriate transportation.
You all find your ride at the stables (I let you choose your own ride if you want to RP it) with everything you need for a 6-7 day trip.
Calvin, you wanted to keep an eye out for something in field right? Anything specific?
Player: Any Good Alignment // DM: Lawful Evil
"Oh seems that Leosin knows how to deal with all kind of guests !" the dwarf exclaims seeing a donkey dressed with a saddle into the stables. You see a bulky and stubborn grey donkey, saddled indeed, with a longer whitish tuft of fur in the forehead, over his eyes. Eric steps closer and they saluted each other with a friendly headbutt. "I'll call you Ferdinand, do you like it?" The beast seems to nod back
I have rolled Animal Handling for fun: 19
Khessa opens her mouth in awe at the sight of the majestic white horse, so tall, elegant and graceful (OOC: I'm dreaming of an Andalusian Horse - but no idea how this race would be called in the Realms)
"I want that one!" she decides immediately. She eagerly readies the mount, cleaning it before saddling, patting him with affection and feeding her (she finds out it is a female horse) a carrot or two before literally jumping (leveraging with hands on the horse's back) on the saddle.
"I and... Zewna" she pats the majestic mare on the powerful shoulder "are ready when you are!"
You and Ferdinand are best friends for life!
Player: Any Good Alignment // DM: Lawful Evil
[[ I'd say Common isn't the same as English. English is just the lingua franca we use to communicate with each other and thus the translation from Common to language we all understand. So maybe an Andalusian is called Galblaas in Common, but we still write Andalusian. Same with other words referring to actual Earth places. ]]
Player: Any Good Alignment // DM: Lawful Evil
Calvin is a little disappointed with the fact that his mount is not a giant lizard of some sort but is simply just a horse. However, he simply shrugs his shoulders and climbs on. He then begin stroking the back of the horse to reassure him. Calvin then begins to draw on the natural energies around him and focuses them on to himself by tapping his forehead with his finger. He then utters the word, "Loqui"
He then leans forwards towards the horse and in a quiet voice he speaks to the horse, "You must be familiar with the areas around here, you wouldn't be aware of any creatures that are the size of a turkey, sort of looks like a lizard but has feathers?"
(Casts: Speak with animals)
“The secret we should never let the gamemasters know is that they don't need any rules.” ― Gary Gygax
Zeminny finds himself a rugged little donkey named Oaf. While he likes horses, he agrees that they are just too tall and can some trouble on rugged off road terrain and in the denser forests. Donkeys are smart and agile and Oaf seems to have just the kind of rugged personality great for dangerous and exciting adventures. He will give Oaf a hunk of apple to seal the deal.
Zale carefully looks around the stable for a suitable mount. Thoroughbreds are fast, but hot headed not great for a long ride. Andalusians are beautiful, but have to much leg action her her taste. Walking up and down the stalls, she looks for whatever the equivalent of a Mustang, Morgan or an Arabian would be. Any of those breeds will have plenty of stamina for a long ride. While she has limited experience actually handling these animals, due to simply not being able to afford one, but she does know how to choose a steed. Once she finds one, she enters the stall and checks the animal's conformation, picks up it's hooves and runs her hands down it's legs and back. The animal she chooses is of an average size, standing at around 15.1 hands. He is a dusty dun color with a sleek coat but a rather shaggy main and tail, he's got enough main that his forelock covers his eyes. As she runs her hand down his dorsal stripe, she nods. "You'll do just fine. Heheh, I'll name you Taynin." She pats the stallion's neck.
Animal handling for the fun!: 20 (Nat 20!)