Milla hands Kyvir several more plates of food, and then a blanket --- a nice picnic, just for you two. Bread, cheese and fruit adorn your meal and refresh you. The silence is deafening for a few minutes, but then, Milla turns to you. "Well, Ky, you going to tell me about anything?" she asks, playful grin on her face. "Or are ye just going to stay quiet the whole time?"
"I'm sorry, I'm not used to talking much about myself... Just used to keeping quiet and helping out.. I suppose I can tell you a little bit about myself.."
Kyvir consumes some bread with cheese on it. He hands a piece of fruit to Ember, but when Ember goes to reach for it, it falls out of Kyvir's hands and through Ember, hitting the ground. This doesn't seem to stop Ember from still attempting to eat it though.
"I can fly... I can turn into all sorts of interesting animals... Well.. Interesting to me... I can talk to Ember here telepathically... I can do all sorts of things, unfortunately, nothing that would benefit us building a well currently.. Maybe besides melt some metal."
A contemplative look comes over Kravik's face. "Were those fae creatures that destroyed my wagon?" He thinks about it a bit and shrugs again. "Possibly. But I'm not ready to lump them all in together. Not yet at least. I came to this town because I'd heard it's a place where mortals and fae lived in peace. That kind of balance really speaks to me, so I wanted to see it for myself, and determine if there was any way I could contribute."
(OOC: Quick retcon changing his cloak out for a long collared over-coat)
Tobias is shocked by the fact that this winged man somehow know his name but he keeps up his performer persona. Tobias says " Well Sir I am shocked that you have heard of me, after all I am just a humble street performer."
Playing off like he thinks the reason this winged man knows his name is because of his street performances even though Tobias knows that is not the case.
Tobias begins to walk around the winged man in a circle and continues "Now I am not sure how thieves operate but could you truly put a price on helping a brother find his sister"?
As I walk around the winged man I want to look at the gear he has on him.
(OOC: Hm. Just seeing if something works on my end.)
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"I'm sorry, I'm not used to talking much about myself... Just used to keeping quiet and helping out.. I suppose I can tell you a little bit about myself.."
Kyvir consumes some bread with cheese on it. He hands a piece of fruit to Ember, but when Ember goes to reach for it, it falls out of Kyvir's hands and through Ember, hitting the ground. This doesn't seem to stop Ember from still attempting to eat it though.
"I can fly... I can turn into all sorts of interesting animals... Well.. Interesting to me... I can talk to Ember here telepathically... I can do all sorts of things, unfortunately, nothing that would benefit us building a well currently.. Maybe besides melt some metal."
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A contemplative look comes over Kravik's face. "Were those fae creatures that destroyed my wagon?" He thinks about it a bit and shrugs again. "Possibly. But I'm not ready to lump them all in together. Not yet at least. I came to this town because I'd heard it's a place where mortals and fae lived in peace. That kind of balance really speaks to me, so I wanted to see it for myself, and determine if there was any way I could contribute."
(OOC: Quick retcon changing his cloak out for a long collared over-coat)
Tobias is shocked by the fact that this winged man somehow know his name but he keeps up his performer persona. Tobias says " Well Sir I am shocked that you have heard of me, after all I am just a humble street performer."
Playing off like he thinks the reason this winged man knows his name is because of his street performances even though Tobias knows that is not the case.
Tobias begins to walk around the winged man in a circle and continues "Now I am not sure how thieves operate but could you truly put a price on helping a brother find his sister"?
As I walk around the winged man I want to look at the gear he has on him.
(OOC: Hm. Just seeing if something works on my end.)
wes (he/him) – DM, romantic, a little bit eldritch
The Soft in the Storm, your Friendly Neighborhood Storysmith, The Fae Conspirator
eat RP run repeat
you’re all really cool – know that please
extended sig here, check it out!