A tall sun-kissed elf with long and disheveled red hair stands over his felled opponents. With a huff, he shook his pointing finger and wagged it at the lumps vigorously
"That what you get! You get what you get! Try to steal SHINY..."
He trailed off as looking around looking for the sounds his ears had begun to let in. More people! Were they here to take his treasure? No, that couldn't be. He recognized and heard the greeting from the elfy one. Dropping all of his guard and most of his suspicions, he moved/hopped over to the approaching strangers. Moving in closer than most of them probably liked, the young elf tilted his head and smelled the air briefly before evening out his green-eyed gaze to take everyone in with a toothy, but well taken care of, smile. To the elfy one he says:
"You like my pokey, pokey skills?" You need see Juzi Wrestle!"
Looking around to take everyone in again,
"Whoa, you BIG group with BIG Plans, huh?"
Besides the decorative war tattooing; random animal-scratch looking scars; and the mildly feral look in his eyes, Juzi appears to have a pure and innocent look in his eyes the appears to yearn for excitement.
OOC
Hello Everyone! I'm happy to be able to join your campaign. Thank you for having me!
Corvus's gives the elf a flat look before covering his face with his left hand. Great, this one's even more of a simpleton that Arthur. With his luck, his companions will adopt this one too and unlike Arthur, this one has no useful companions and a far lower chance of having somewhere else he needs to be. Sighing, he drags his hand down his beak and looks to his companions. Hopefully they will see that this man may be more trouble than he is worth.
(Welcome! Glad to have you! Please excuse Corvus's rude nature lol.)
Drezmir blinks, rather surprised by the elf's strange dialect. Shaking himself out of his surprise, he offers a smile and a laugh, "Pokey skills? Is that what you call swordsmanship in your land? What kingdom do you hail from? If I may ask." He extends a hand, revealing some of his own crisscrossing scars, "I am called Drezmir. What's your name?"
The young-ish looking elf looks at the dragon man who spoke to him and then at the hand extended toward him. He looks around his feet and picks up a rock he had already eyed as he had approached earlier. Shrugging he places the stone (somewhat jealously) in the hand of the elfy person and then addresses the two.
"Juzi name is Juzi. Juuuziiii Light..song. Juzi Lightsong! Juzi search for Juzi Fahder and Muhder long time now. Juzi free. No fancy King-dumb... Juzi fight strong enemies. JUZI FIND TREAS... Juzi like fish."
After this outburst, Juzi squatted down on his haunches while mildly bouncing in a manner that suggested he was trying to work out something mentally. Then standing up to his full height, he pointed to his chest with his thumb and said
"Juzi tell you much about Juzi. You tell Juzi name and King-dumb please."
"Uhhh..." Drezmir stares at the rock for a moment. "Um...thanks?" He turns the stone over in his hand, searching for something that would make it special. At first he had assumed this elf was just struggling with the common language...but now he isn't so sure. He seems rather loopy...but that wasn't his fault so Drez decides to just go along with it.
"Well... it's nice to meet you Juzi. So you are a wanderer then?" He frowns for a moment, unsure if the elf had just...not heard his name the first time or if he was asking someone else. Or perhaps Juzi was expecting a full name in return... maybe that was it? "Oh... my name is just Drezmir. I don't have a surname...at least...not one that I know of." He goes silent for a moment, his mind going to the fact that he'd often wondered why no one at the monastery had bothered to tell him whether or not they knew who his parents were. He'd always assumed they didn't, but perhaps that was just another way to push him towards his destiny...to disconnect him from the world. Shaking his head, he smiles again, "I am from Romalia. My comrades and I are traveling to the capitol. ...Where are you headed?" He knows that a few of his comrades might not be so keen on picking up another member...but if this man really needed help mentally then shouldn't they do whatever they can for him?
As Corvus looks over he see's they are not indeed Red Daggers but rather they appear to be more of those troublesome Mountain Men but with only two it appears to be stragglers caught off from the fighting before. The group looking to this man on the mountain trail. It was than Kocino's pan had begun to sputter a laughter at this man's talk. It's voice loud and full of bravado per the usual it would seem.
"I like this one! He fights with passion and seems rather earnest! What skill! Plus this one doesn't seem prone to lying lad! Though a bit simple he appears to have a good heart."
Juzi catches the stranger's levity and laughs along without understanding quite why.
"HAHA-HAHAHA," He then grins cheerily at Drezmir. "Drez-mir, OK! OK! You. Big Guy! You OK too!" Juzi need leave this place. Look for Fahder. Juzi be help! No baddy too big for Juzi!
As he spoke, the confidence in his voice wavered ever so slightly when he said "No baddy." He clearly seems like he might be agitated from hanging around this area.
Kocino bids farewell to his new friends. Their time together was short and intense, but he enjoyed their company. As they approached the small skirmish, he took note of the skill that the large elf showed in battle. Without taking his eyes off their new acquaintance, Kocino responds to the pan. “He certainly is a character. Seems nice, if a little odd.” He looks to Jess, “Who are any of us to judge? We aren’t exactly the least conspicuous group.” Kocino steps forward to greet the elf. “Juzi, it is very nice to meet you. My name is Kocino. Where did you learn to fight like that?”
Jess feels the slightest twinge of irritation when Kocino looks her way as an indication that their group is conspicuous. But then she analyzes that feeling, remembers that she is actually a rare sight, and realizes that she has been growing comfortable as part of a group of friends. Interesting, but also potentially dangerous. She will need to remain more self-aware going forward.
She offers the newcomer a smile.
"Hello Juzi, my name is Jess. I have traveled far, from the kingdom of Tristain. Are you headed to the Capitol?"
Just as he suspected. Why does his group have to be so friendly with everyone who doesn't wave a weapon at them. It's bad enough to have that pesky fly following him around. He doesn't need an idiot with them as well. Scowl never leaving his face, Corvus clenches his fists causing a metal on metal screeching sound to emanate from beneath his sleeves as his metal talons scrape together. "I see you've found a new puppy Drezmir, but perhaps we can continue on our way? There is such a thing as talking while walking you know."
Juzi scurries over to the well built man to look him up and down. His interest in the newcomers easily overcoming his resistance to this area.
"Whaaaaaaaa? You speak two voice!? Why you speak two voice? Two voice! Two voice! Gau! Gau! Ko-cee-no... Kocino! Sheila teach Juzi fight. Sheila teach Juzi speak. Sheila teach Juzi many tings! You, Juzi wrestle sometime. Juzi never wrestle man wit two voice!"
Without waiting for an answer Juzi turned to the gold dragon man.
"Sick-kwit-sick... SickSick! Ok SickSick! See! No need Dumb King!"
Hearing the feminine voice Juzi snapped to attention. Without hesitation he moved right in front of the woman to drop down with his legs crossed and back straight in what was clearly a poised and practiced position familiar to the elf. He seems to be waiting the attention of a beloved master, just as a dog would. In an uncharacteristic calm and reserve display only belied by his eye's seeming desire to be praised for his good behavior, Juzi addresses the woman obediently
"Hello pretty lady. Juzi sit well for pretty lady. Sheila teach Juzi! Juzi good elf!" Juzi be good elf Jyess... Jess! Yes, Jess. Jess, Yes. Jess!"He only bounced slightly while talking to Jess in this way, otherwise he returned to his poise as soon as he caught himself not holding his reserve. "Capitol! Big place, big people, big noise, bleh! Noooo... yes! Juzi need go look for fahder in big people noise place! Juzi no like big noise... BUT Juzi have to go! Have to go to big noise place find info, find fahder. No find fahder ouside big noise place. Fahder must be IN big noise place!" In his face was the look of one who saw a task possibly too big for him that needed to be done anyway. "Juzi good elf? Juzi sit nice?"
Corvus facepalms again. It seems like this dog has claimed Jess as its master. Great, now they’ll never get rid of it. Now all he can hope is that the genasi will either keep it on a tight leash or find it a better home… Although, with the way the elf destroyed those men, and the fact that he seems loyal perhaps he could be useful…but would it be worth having to listen to him? Probably not.
While Corvus is sulking and lost in thought, his black pseudo dragon flies off his shoulder and towards Juzi. Landing on the ground just to the right of the elf, the little dragon slowly creeps towards him and sniffs his leg.
Sy takes off the plague-doctor’s mask once again, revealing the scar-covered face of whom he is, a Tiefling, underneath. He takes a sigh of fresh air without the perfumes in his mask ruining it. He then places the mask back on his face, and stares at the elf with the behaviour and intelligence of a dog. The mask hides his stare, people only being able to see black through it, and the colour of his eyes when he uses Thaumaturgy.
”This scenario was.. unexpected, and peculiar. I have no clue how to even handle this.”
Drez offers a light chuckle, "You don't seem to bad yourself." He pauses, "So... you are looking for your father? How long have you been searching?"
He trails off as the strange elf moves to speak to Kocino and then Jess. He shoots a flat look towards Corvus once Juzi's attention is elsewhere, "Really, Corvus. Can't you think about someone other then yourself? If we can help this man then it is our duty to do so." He turns away from the warlock, placing the stone that Juzi had handed him into the pouch alongside the sending stone... he doubts it will be useful, but he doesn't want to throw away a gift...even if it is just a rock.
Moving over to Kocino and Jess he looks down at Juzi, "Well... if its alright with everyone else I don't see any harm in letting you travel with us." He glances at Jess, Kocino, and Gilded as he says this, hoping that they agree.
His possessed bagpipes then makes that kind of face that one would make when you are thinking ‘What the hell is going on here?’, as even the demon inside them is confused.
Jess arches an eyebrow at this display of.. obedience? After a moment of consideration during which her gaze flicks to the downed men, she says,
“Yes Juzi, you have done well. I’m proud of you. Juzi, if you can help me and my friends to be safe, then we can also help you to find your father. Will you protect us, Juzi?”
Kocino's pan had begun to laugh a bit upon the shadir kai's back. Even moreso when Drezmir talked of Corvus thinking only of himself.
"Ah, asking that one to think of others is to ask the watefall to rise upward. For fish to fly and birds to swim yes? All that matters is Corvus has his fighting spirit! That spirit it is what drives us and pushes us forward! Whatever desire pushes Corvus keeps him strong as all of you have a fighting spirit to preserve in you're own way. Corvus knows why he fights, perhaps the lad here could learn a thing from Corvus on fighting spirit! Haha! I jest lad, you're own reason for fighting will blossom I know it! As for wrestling with this fine man I'm afraid my master relies on finesse and a finer touch, grappling is not his strongest suit good sir but a spar sometime would prove fun! Shall we be off to the capital than?"
If the party is to head off to the capital they will make it the rest of the way without anymore complications. They can far ahead see a rather large and glimmering city, a walled city with large buildings and well kept buildings. The gates were closed with several carts inspecting wagons and other explorers. It had taken a few hours to make it this way. Drezmir could feel his sending stone glow (Unless Jess has it) if one focused on the stone they could see an attempt at contact was being made. With just a tight grip one could begun communication with the sending stone
OOC Where is Gilded/Nontyper? Should I message them?
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A tall sun-kissed elf with long and disheveled red hair stands over his felled opponents. With a huff, he shook his pointing finger and wagged it at the lumps vigorously
"That what you get! You get what you get! Try to steal SHINY..."
He trailed off as looking around looking for the sounds his ears had begun to let in. More people! Were they here to take his treasure? No, that couldn't be. He recognized and heard the greeting from the elfy one. Dropping all of his guard and most of his suspicions, he moved/hopped over to the approaching strangers. Moving in closer than most of them probably liked, the young elf tilted his head and smelled the air briefly before evening out his green-eyed gaze to take everyone in with a toothy, but well taken care of, smile. To the elfy one he says:
"You like my pokey, pokey skills?" You need see Juzi Wrestle!"
Looking around to take everyone in again,
"Whoa, you BIG group with BIG Plans, huh?"
Besides the decorative war tattooing; random animal-scratch looking scars; and the mildly feral look in his eyes, Juzi appears to have a pure and innocent look in his eyes the appears to yearn for excitement.
OOC
Hello Everyone! I'm happy to be able to join your campaign. Thank you for having me!
Sy stares at the person who has just interrupted part of the conversations blankly through his plague doctor’s mask.
“Who in Fractum are you? You confuse me. Please, state your name before anything else.”
Corvus's gives the elf a flat look before covering his face with his left hand. Great, this one's even more of a simpleton that Arthur. With his luck, his companions will adopt this one too and unlike Arthur, this one has no useful companions and a far lower chance of having somewhere else he needs to be. Sighing, he drags his hand down his beak and looks to his companions. Hopefully they will see that this man may be more trouble than he is worth.
(Welcome! Glad to have you! Please excuse Corvus's rude nature lol.)
Drezmir blinks, rather surprised by the elf's strange dialect. Shaking himself out of his surprise, he offers a smile and a laugh, "Pokey skills? Is that what you call swordsmanship in your land? What kingdom do you hail from? If I may ask." He extends a hand, revealing some of his own crisscrossing scars, "I am called Drezmir. What's your name?"
(OOC: LOL I like this guy already. :D)
The young-ish looking elf looks at the dragon man who spoke to him and then at the hand extended toward him. He looks around his feet and picks up a rock he had already eyed as he had approached earlier. Shrugging he places the stone (somewhat jealously) in the hand of the elfy person and then addresses the two.
"Juzi name is Juzi. Juuuziiii Light..song. Juzi Lightsong! Juzi search for Juzi Fahder and Muhder long time now. Juzi free. No fancy King-dumb... Juzi fight strong enemies. JUZI FIND TREAS... Juzi like fish."
After this outburst, Juzi squatted down on his haunches while mildly bouncing in a manner that suggested he was trying to work out something mentally. Then standing up to his full height, he pointed to his chest with his thumb and said
"Juzi tell you much about Juzi. You tell Juzi name and King-dumb please."
Jess arches an eyebrow but stays back, observing how the new elf reacts to others' introductions before venturing to do so herself.
"Uhhh..." Drezmir stares at the rock for a moment. "Um...thanks?" He turns the stone over in his hand, searching for something that would make it special. At first he had assumed this elf was just struggling with the common language...but now he isn't so sure. He seems rather loopy...but that wasn't his fault so Drez decides to just go along with it.
"Well... it's nice to meet you Juzi. So you are a wanderer then?" He frowns for a moment, unsure if the elf had just...not heard his name the first time or if he was asking someone else. Or perhaps Juzi was expecting a full name in return... maybe that was it? "Oh... my name is just Drezmir. I don't have a surname...at least...not one that I know of." He goes silent for a moment, his mind going to the fact that he'd often wondered why no one at the monastery had bothered to tell him whether or not they knew who his parents were. He'd always assumed they didn't, but perhaps that was just another way to push him towards his destiny...to disconnect him from the world. Shaking his head, he smiles again, "I am from Romalia. My comrades and I are traveling to the capitol. ...Where are you headed?" He knows that a few of his comrades might not be so keen on picking up another member...but if this man really needed help mentally then shouldn't they do whatever they can for him?
As Corvus looks over he see's they are not indeed Red Daggers but rather they appear to be more of those troublesome Mountain Men but with only two it appears to be stragglers caught off from the fighting before. The group looking to this man on the mountain trail. It was than Kocino's pan had begun to sputter a laughter at this man's talk. It's voice loud and full of bravado per the usual it would seem.
"I like this one! He fights with passion and seems rather earnest! What skill! Plus this one doesn't seem prone to lying lad! Though a bit simple he appears to have a good heart."
OOC
I like this guy already too lol
Juzi catches the stranger's levity and laughs along without understanding quite why.
"HAHA-HAHAHA," He then grins cheerily at Drezmir. "Drez-mir, OK! OK! You. Big Guy! You OK too!" Juzi need leave this place. Look for Fahder. Juzi be help! No baddy too big for Juzi!
As he spoke, the confidence in his voice wavered ever so slightly when he said "No baddy." He clearly seems like he might be agitated from hanging around this area.
Kocino bids farewell to his new friends. Their time together was short and intense, but he enjoyed their company. As they approached the small skirmish, he took note of the skill that the large elf showed in battle. Without taking his eyes off their new acquaintance, Kocino responds to the pan. “He certainly is a character. Seems nice, if a little odd.” He looks to Jess, “Who are any of us to judge? We aren’t exactly the least conspicuous group.” Kocino steps forward to greet the elf. “Juzi, it is very nice to meet you. My name is Kocino. Where did you learn to fight like that?”
“My name? Syktyvkyr Kpsyc, or Sy for short. I have no clue which kingdom I cam from now that I think about it.”
Jess feels the slightest twinge of irritation when Kocino looks her way as an indication that their group is conspicuous. But then she analyzes that feeling, remembers that she is actually a rare sight, and realizes that she has been growing comfortable as part of a group of friends. Interesting, but also potentially dangerous. She will need to remain more self-aware going forward.
She offers the newcomer a smile.
"Hello Juzi, my name is Jess. I have traveled far, from the kingdom of Tristain. Are you headed to the Capitol?"
Just as he suspected. Why does his group have to be so friendly with everyone who doesn't wave a weapon at them. It's bad enough to have that pesky fly following him around. He doesn't need an idiot with them as well. Scowl never leaving his face, Corvus clenches his fists causing a metal on metal screeching sound to emanate from beneath his sleeves as his metal talons scrape together. "I see you've found a new puppy Drezmir, but perhaps we can continue on our way? There is such a thing as talking while walking you know."
Juzi scurries over to the well built man to look him up and down. His interest in the newcomers easily overcoming his resistance to this area.
"Whaaaaaaaa? You speak two voice!? Why you speak two voice? Two voice! Two voice! Gau! Gau! Ko-cee-no... Kocino! Sheila teach Juzi fight. Sheila teach Juzi speak. Sheila teach Juzi many tings! You, Juzi wrestle sometime. Juzi never wrestle man wit two voice!"
Without waiting for an answer Juzi turned to the gold dragon man.
"Sick-kwit-sick... SickSick! Ok SickSick! See! No need Dumb King!"
Hearing the feminine voice Juzi snapped to attention. Without hesitation he moved right in front of the woman to drop down with his legs crossed and back straight in what was clearly a poised and practiced position familiar to the elf. He seems to be waiting the attention of a beloved master, just as a dog would. In an uncharacteristic calm and reserve display only belied by his eye's seeming desire to be praised for his good behavior, Juzi addresses the woman obediently
"Hello pretty lady. Juzi sit well for pretty lady. Sheila teach Juzi! Juzi good elf!" Juzi be good elf Jyess... Jess! Yes, Jess. Jess, Yes. Jess!" He only bounced slightly while talking to Jess in this way, otherwise he returned to his poise as soon as he caught himself not holding his reserve. "Capitol! Big place, big people, big noise, bleh! Noooo... yes! Juzi need go look for fahder in big people noise place! Juzi no like big noise... BUT Juzi have to go! Have to go to big noise place find info, find fahder. No find fahder ouside big noise place. Fahder must be IN big noise place!" In his face was the look of one who saw a task possibly too big for him that needed to be done anyway. "Juzi good elf? Juzi sit nice?"
Corvus facepalms again. It seems like this dog has claimed Jess as its master. Great, now they’ll never get rid of it. Now all he can hope is that the genasi will either keep it on a tight leash or find it a better home… Although, with the way the elf destroyed those men, and the fact that he seems loyal perhaps he could be useful…but would it be worth having to listen to him? Probably not.
While Corvus is sulking and lost in thought, his black pseudo dragon flies off his shoulder and towards Juzi. Landing on the ground just to the right of the elf, the little dragon slowly creeps towards him and sniffs his leg.
Sy takes off the plague-doctor’s mask once again, revealing the scar-covered face of whom he is, a Tiefling, underneath. He takes a sigh of fresh air without the perfumes in his mask ruining it. He then places the mask back on his face, and stares at the elf with the behaviour and intelligence of a dog. The mask hides his stare, people only being able to see black through it, and the colour of his eyes when he uses Thaumaturgy.
”This scenario was.. unexpected, and peculiar. I have no clue how to even handle this.”
Drez offers a light chuckle, "You don't seem to bad yourself." He pauses, "So... you are looking for your father? How long have you been searching?"
He trails off as the strange elf moves to speak to Kocino and then Jess. He shoots a flat look towards Corvus once Juzi's attention is elsewhere, "Really, Corvus. Can't you think about someone other then yourself? If we can help this man then it is our duty to do so." He turns away from the warlock, placing the stone that Juzi had handed him into the pouch alongside the sending stone... he doubts it will be useful, but he doesn't want to throw away a gift...even if it is just a rock.
Moving over to Kocino and Jess he looks down at Juzi, "Well... if its alright with everyone else I don't see any harm in letting you travel with us." He glances at Jess, Kocino, and Gilded as he says this, hoping that they agree.
His possessed bagpipes then makes that kind of face that one would make when you are thinking ‘What the hell is going on here?’, as even the demon inside them is confused.
Jess arches an eyebrow at this display of.. obedience? After a moment of consideration during which her gaze flicks to the downed men, she says,
“Yes Juzi, you have done well. I’m proud of you. Juzi, if you can help me and my friends to be safe, then we can also help you to find your father. Will you protect us, Juzi?”
Kocino's pan had begun to laugh a bit upon the shadir kai's back. Even moreso when Drezmir talked of Corvus thinking only of himself.
"Ah, asking that one to think of others is to ask the watefall to rise upward. For fish to fly and birds to swim yes? All that matters is Corvus has his fighting spirit! That spirit it is what drives us and pushes us forward! Whatever desire pushes Corvus keeps him strong as all of you have a fighting spirit to preserve in you're own way. Corvus knows why he fights, perhaps the lad here could learn a thing from Corvus on fighting spirit! Haha! I jest lad, you're own reason for fighting will blossom I know it! As for wrestling with this fine man I'm afraid my master relies on finesse and a finer touch, grappling is not his strongest suit good sir but a spar sometime would prove fun! Shall we be off to the capital than?"
If the party is to head off to the capital they will make it the rest of the way without anymore complications. They can far ahead see a rather large and glimmering city, a walled city with large buildings and well kept buildings. The gates were closed with several carts inspecting wagons and other explorers. It had taken a few hours to make it this way. Drezmir could feel his sending stone glow (Unless Jess has it) if one focused on the stone they could see an attempt at contact was being made. With just a tight grip one could begun communication with the sending stone
OOC
Where is Gilded/Nontyper? Should I message them?