Uragum laughs, "Wyrmshade... Ha Ha. Of course it is. Fitting..." Uragum mocks wiping a tear from his laughter from his face. "We'll take our leave and go talk to the other clans. Maybe they will be interested in allies and the benefits they will bring. I'm sure their clan outfitted with steel tipped spears, gleaming blades and several dozen arrows are no more a threat to the others as they are now. Pitty we couldn't make a deal Wyrmshade." Uragum waits a just a moment to see how his words land on the lizardman before he starts backing away.
Although the Muckmarsh most definitely saw Hex on the keelboat, she continues to try to sneak through the foliage as she follows Uragum heading towards the other clans. Hopefully, they haven't yet seen her.
"Si shala wux ekess waph ergriff zyak si nomag thesek wux kagh wer lyrik clvini fortrog persvek wagh irkess wux re xoair. Throstulgrael ui daar jaka, kagh astahii geou thesek Muckmarsh quaaltak mrith jacion," their leader replies. A few of the lizardfolk behind him tense up or draw weapons as the atmosphere charges, but none move to strike while their leader remains calmly defiant.
For Carlthuzad, Hex, and Uragum:
"I allow you to live only so I may watch you and the other clans fail in whatever insanity you are attempting. Throstulgrael is King now, and they will watch Muckmarsh ascend with him."
Sylyra is starting to feel frustrated that he doesn't understand what's going on. He again searches the skies and silently urges something to hurry up and happen.
Once Uragum begins retreating back, Auriel follows along, up until they regroup with the rest. And when those that understand Draconic update the paladin and the druid on what has been said, the eladrin says:
- We've had bad luck choosing the first clan to approach. But it looks like the other two should be easier - He looks to Hex and Carl - I think it is better if next time it is one of you that accompanies Uragum, so you can be able to talk to the lizardfolk and assist Uragum in persuading them. And the other can translate for the ones staying behind. Now,- and he looks away, to the other two corners of the island - where do we go? I would rather go to the Rootwaters, the ones we already faced a while back, but I don't know which is their corner. Do we just go south, for example? - he shrugs, indicating that any choice seems right for him.
With that, he prepares to move as stealthily as possible, despite his armour. The lizarfolk already know they are there, but it can't hurt trying anyway.
As the conversation is summarized, Sylyra becomes incredulous. "They think the dragon is going to help them? They don't know it's going to burn them just as easily as the others?" He half looks like he's ready to march back to Wyrmshade himself. "The only creature a dragon respects is itself. It doesn't care anything about those lizardfolk — whether they win this competition or not!"
"You have that right, Sylyra. And I tried to tell him. So, if and when he gets melted, my conscious will be clear," Uragum says. He then looks towards the two other encampments. Unsure which is the Rootwater, he just made his way to the closest one. "Lets be on guard. The first group was confident, this next one might be jumpy."
"I suppose I should stay with Uragum then, since Carl can only understand what they're saying and not actually speak draconic. Uragum did a good job though, hopefully we were just unlucky and the other clans are more amiable." As Uragum makes his way to the next clan, she follows behind him.
Ten strongheart halflings and shield dwarves are held in one cage on the southern leg of the island, while 14 livestock are penned in the other. The lizardfolk here appear armed more closely to those you fought on the river, however, and do not appear to carry any metal weaponry.
OOC: Who else aside from Uragum is approaching openly? Are Hex and Auriel the only two that are trying to remain hidden?
"Svaust re wux batobot wux siofme wux mirjal ekess seilor urac shafaer wer tolgalen di wer tilsin daar?" the leader of this clan barks out at your approach. The other lizardfolk in the area hiss and click angrily as weapons are drawn.
For Carlthuzad, Hex and Uragum:
"Who are you that you think you deserve to set foot on the Island of the Lizard King?"
Uragum points a finger at the one that addressed him casting the message spell and as he moved forward said in a whisper only he could hear, "We are the ones that can save you from the dragon because it will kill you in a matter of time."
Auriel finally follows the rest openly and stands next to Sylyra, a few steps behind Uragum and Hex. And despite these lizardfolk draw their weapons, he doesn't move an inch and keeps his weapon at ease, resting on his shoulder, trusting that this time the negotiations will go smoother and they won't need to fight.
He'll also ask Carl to try translate for Sylyra and him, if possible, so they can keep track of what's being said.
“I can understand it, but I can’t speak it. So I’ll translate for ya.” Carl approaches with the others, staying 10 feet or so behind Uragum. He turns around and looks at Sylyra and Auriel periodically, translating. “Thisun seems a little jumpy. Sayin’ who’re we to approach on the island of the Lizard King and so forth. And any tricky moves will be met with a javelin skewerin us. A little testy.” Carl stands up to his full 62 inch height, putting his hands on his hips and letting his eyes glower. His unseen servant stands beside him awaiting instructions, he thinks about the best way to play this.
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A wizard is never late, nor is he early, he arrives precisely when he means to.
Hex glances at Uragum as he casts message, trying to make out what he said but is unable to pick up on his whisper. As the lizardfolk reacts negatively to his message, she places a hand on his shoulder to lean in and whisper into his ear. "Maybe we just speak to them normally and plainly. I don't think there's any need for deception since we're kinda on their side."
Uragum stands straight and defiant as he addresses the Lizardman. "We understand that there has been a recent change in leadership. One that will ultimately result in the death of your people and tribe. We will be correcting that situation and you are welcome to help, either by action or inaction."
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"Si mi Wyrmshade. Vi ominak wux kagh astahii geou l'gra svadrav Throstulgrael destahii Muckmarsh wer vaghinak," the lizardfolk leader chortles.
For Carlthuzad, Hex and Uragum:
"I am Wyrmshade. A name you and they will fear when Throstulgrael declares Muckmarsh the victor."
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Uragum laughs, "Wyrmshade... Ha Ha. Of course it is. Fitting..." Uragum mocks wiping a tear from his laughter from his face. "We'll take our leave and go talk to the other clans. Maybe they will be interested in allies and the benefits they will bring. I'm sure their clan outfitted with steel tipped spears, gleaming blades and several dozen arrows are no more a threat to the others as they are now. Pitty we couldn't make a deal Wyrmshade." Uragum waits a just a moment to see how his words land on the lizardman before he starts backing away.
Although the Muckmarsh most definitely saw Hex on the keelboat, she continues to try to sneak through the foliage as she follows Uragum heading towards the other clans. Hopefully, they haven't yet seen her.
"Si shala wux ekess waph ergriff zyak si nomag thesek wux kagh wer lyrik clvini fortrog persvek wagh irkess wux re xoair. Throstulgrael ui daar jaka, kagh astahii geou thesek Muckmarsh quaaltak mrith jacion," their leader replies. A few of the lizardfolk behind him tense up or draw weapons as the atmosphere charges, but none move to strike while their leader remains calmly defiant.
For Carlthuzad, Hex, and Uragum:
"I allow you to live only so I may watch you and the other clans fail in whatever insanity you are attempting. Throstulgrael is King now, and they will watch Muckmarsh ascend with him."
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Sylyra is starting to feel frustrated that he doesn't understand what's going on. He again searches the skies and silently urges something to hurry up and happen.
Once Uragum begins retreating back, Auriel follows along, up until they regroup with the rest. And when those that understand Draconic update the paladin and the druid on what has been said, the eladrin says:
- We've had bad luck choosing the first clan to approach. But it looks like the other two should be easier - He looks to Hex and Carl - I think it is better if next time it is one of you that accompanies Uragum, so you can be able to talk to the lizardfolk and assist Uragum in persuading them. And the other can translate for the ones staying behind. Now, - and he looks away, to the other two corners of the island - where do we go? I would rather go to the Rootwaters, the ones we already faced a while back, but I don't know which is their corner. Do we just go south, for example? - he shrugs, indicating that any choice seems right for him.
With that, he prepares to move as stealthily as possible, despite his armour. The lizarfolk already know they are there, but it can't hurt trying anyway.
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As the conversation is summarized, Sylyra becomes incredulous. "They think the dragon is going to help them? They don't know it's going to burn them just as easily as the others?" He half looks like he's ready to march back to Wyrmshade himself. "The only creature a dragon respects is itself. It doesn't care anything about those lizardfolk — whether they win this competition or not!"
"You have that right, Sylyra. And I tried to tell him. So, if and when he gets melted, my conscious will be clear," Uragum says. He then looks towards the two other encampments. Unsure which is the Rootwater, he just made his way to the closest one. "Lets be on guard. The first group was confident, this next one might be jumpy."
"I suppose I should stay with Uragum then, since Carl can only understand what they're saying and not actually speak draconic. Uragum did a good job though, hopefully we were just unlucky and the other clans are more amiable." As Uragum makes his way to the next clan, she follows behind him.
Ten strongheart halflings and shield dwarves are held in one cage on the southern leg of the island, while 14 livestock are penned in the other. The lizardfolk here appear armed more closely to those you fought on the river, however, and do not appear to carry any metal weaponry.
OOC: Who else aside from Uragum is approaching openly? Are Hex and Auriel the only two that are trying to remain hidden?
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Sylyra has the idea that a show of strength might be helpful, so he's going to approach as well, but stay 15 feet behind Uragum.
(Oh Hex isnt going to be stealthy anymore since Auriel suggested someone who can actually speak draconic should accompany Uragum.)
"Svaust re wux batobot wux siofme wux mirjal ekess seilor urac shafaer wer tolgalen di wer tilsin daar?" the leader of this clan barks out at your approach. The other lizardfolk in the area hiss and click angrily as weapons are drawn.
For Carlthuzad, Hex and Uragum:
"Who are you that you think you deserve to set foot on the Island of the Lizard King?"
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Uragum points a finger at the one that addressed him casting the message spell and as he moved forward said in a whisper only he could hear, "We are the ones that can save you from the dragon because it will kill you in a matter of time."
Auriel finally follows the rest openly and stands next to Sylyra, a few steps behind Uragum and Hex. And despite these lizardfolk draw their weapons, he doesn't move an inch and keeps his weapon at ease, resting on his shoulder, trusting that this time the negotiations will go smoother and they won't need to fight.
He'll also ask Carl to try translate for Sylyra and him, if possible, so they can keep track of what's being said.
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Sylyra has every intention to present a strong front, but his eyes continue to search the skies.
"Svabol tir wux jatil? Renthisj! Tikil tirux geou qe itil mrith vi yesol," the leader of this clan growls aloud back at Uragum.
For Carlthuzad, Hex and Uragum:
"What do you mean? Speak! Any trickery will be impaled with a javelin."
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“I can understand it, but I can’t speak it. So I’ll translate for ya.” Carl approaches with the others, staying 10 feet or so behind Uragum. He turns around and looks at Sylyra and Auriel periodically, translating. “Thisun seems a little jumpy. Sayin’ who’re we to approach on the island of the Lizard King and so forth. And any tricky moves will be met with a javelin skewerin us. A little testy.” Carl stands up to his full 62 inch height, putting his hands on his hips and letting his eyes glower. His unseen servant stands beside him awaiting instructions, he thinks about the best way to play this.
A wizard is never late, nor is he early, he arrives precisely when he means to.
Hex glances at Uragum as he casts message, trying to make out what he said but is unable to pick up on his whisper. As the lizardfolk reacts negatively to his message, she places a hand on his shoulder to lean in and whisper into his ear. "Maybe we just speak to them normally and plainly. I don't think there's any need for deception since we're kinda on their side."
Uragum stands straight and defiant as he addresses the Lizardman. "We understand that there has been a recent change in leadership. One that will ultimately result in the death of your people and tribe. We will be correcting that situation and you are welcome to help, either by action or inaction."