Zarbyn reflects on the previous encounter just last night and how he waited patiently in his hiding spot, perhaps too patiently and that may of given the other ship time to escape.
He half remembers some old quote that linked strength and patience... and maybe something else but right now, in the moment, he believes that a proper sacrifice would be to give those things up, whether symbolically or... some other way.
Zarbyn takes off the Toa-Suo Gauntlets of Meekness and offers them as part of the sacrifice, "These Gauntlets are blessed to offer strength to the weak but also cursed to bring meekness to the very strong. Even with them I almost failed to act in time so I now offer them as sacrifice."
After placing them on the ground at the feet of the nearest guardian he says, "Give us your patience... and action will come swiftly to you."
"A rightful place awaits you in the Realms Above, in the Land of the Great Light. Come in peace, and live beneath the sun again, where trees and flowers grow."
— The message of Eilistraee to all decent drow.
"Run thy sword across my chains, Silver Lady, that I may join your dance.”
(OOC: Each of you can decide how to role play this. I will consider if anything mechanically will change due to your commitment, but my intent is adding role playing flavor.)
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Zarbyn reflects on the previous encounter just last night and how he waited patiently in his hiding spot, perhaps too patiently and that may of given the other ship time to escape.
He half remembers some old quote that linked strength and patience... and maybe something else but right now, in the moment, he believes that a proper sacrifice would be to give those things up, whether symbolically or... some other way.
Zarbyn takes off the Toa-Suo Gauntlets of Meekness and offers them as part of the sacrifice, "These Gauntlets are blessed to offer strength to the weak but also cursed to bring meekness to the very strong. Even with them I almost failed to act in time so I now offer them as sacrifice."
After placing them on the ground at the feet of the nearest guardian he says, "Give us your patience... and action will come swiftly to you."
The fey listen to each of you as you choose.
For Ruel, one says, "We have no use for such a whip. You should keep it in her honor."
For Jherak: One says, "Hum.....I shall rephrase this for you,
“Give us your guarded heart…and silence will no longer stand between you and those you cherish.”
For Zarbyn, Another of the strange fey shrug: "The lotus asks for pieces of you, not your gloves. Please keep them."
(OOC: Each of you can decide how to role play this. I will consider if anything mechanically will change due to your commitment, but my intent is adding role playing flavor.)