At first when Yorcath stopped his singing, Zherzire hadn't said anything. But after greeting a couple people along the way, she glanced back at him. "The song wasn't all that bad. Singing and running is tough work though. Should have brought my drum. It can be nice to have a beat to keep the pace." As they continue, she converses with him a bit. "You have a usual routine in the mornings? Haven't seen you out on a run before. For me, I just have to get myself moving in the morning. I really enjoy it."
Eventually they make it back to the others. She cools down a bit while getting a bite to eat, then comes to watch Rhys use his spell to ask questions.
"I do not doubt", Aubrik replies, looking up at Beshlog. "It rare I fight someone so bigger than I. But remember, we not enemies. That would be very different fight", he adds with a smile.
He nods his head to Rhys as he declines the offer, "So be it".
"So, let see what you got, Beshlog", he says to the Goliath and then drops his visor and sets himself to have his bell well and truly rung by the big guys staff.
When the time comes to speak with the dead, he is very interested in what the female genasi has to say. He stands next to Rhys, listening intently to the answer and allowing the Elf to take the lead, not knowing if anyone else can even ask questions and get answers.
The only additional question he has to those he mentioned before, which he will ask if he offered the chance to ask by Rhys, is "Why did dead seek us out?".
Of course, an answer to a question might change this.
(OOC: As mentioned. I didn't intend on actual having a combat for the sparring, more using it as an opportunity to rp. With the speak with dead spell, Aubrik will only ask his question if Rhys offers an opportunity)
At first when Yorcath stopped his singing, Zherzire hadn't said anything. But after greeting a couple people along the way, she glanced back at him. "The song wasn't all that bad. Singing and running is tough work though. Should have brought my drum. It can be nice to have a beat to keep the pace." As they continue, she converses with him a bit. "You have a usual routine in the mornings? Haven't seen you out on a run before. For me, I just have to get myself moving in the morning. I really enjoy it."
Eventually they make it back to the others. She cools down a bit while getting a bite to eat, then comes to watch Rhys use his spell to ask questions.
Replying calmly, barely breathing heavy “Thanks for saying so. I just don’t care to bring more attention to myself than my visage already does, the darker tarnish has most people think I am a black and tend to give me a wide berth due to the history of the viler of the chromatics, acid is a terrible way to die.” Turning his palm over to show the silver glint where the tarnish is worn away from use. “But the alternative can tend to have people almost worship me as well, so a damned if you do and damned if you don’t situation”
The question of his routine quiets him for a bit as he thinks and listens to the plodding of their feet on the their circuit. “Normally I see the dawn from the dark side instead of being woke by it, so I tend to be going to bed as the others rise. Unfortunate side effect of the mercenary life I fell into.”
(OOC: Going to ask multiple questions at one time to speed this up a little. RPed this based on what Rhys would do and what I remembered from a few days ago so sorry if we don't get all the questions answered. Plan to edit RP with Rhys internal dialogue after.)
Rhys sighs at the mention of a Cult.
“Corellon, Colts are the worst!”(Feel free to take this as a question if you want to DM. Will edit RP slightly if you do.)
Question 2: “What are they doing that you told us to stop?”
…(OOC:Answer)
Question 3: “Why did the dead people have the same amulet as you?”
After she answers Rhys not remembering the last question would turn to Aubrik.
“What was the last question you wanted me to ask?”
Aubrik remains perfectly still as he watches the corpse animate and speak. It is a strange experience, as his tribe revered their dead, and he isn't sure whether this is some kind of disrespect or not. He also wonders what it might be like to be able to ask the dead of his tribe questions from time to time. He would give a great deal to be able to speak to his father.
Does this corpse retain their soul? And of course there is the answer to the questions, he tries to focus a little on those as well.
When Rhys turns to him and asks about his last question, he replies without missing a beat, his concentration fixed on the corpse.
"Where find Tribe of Wind? Why we involved?", he says, offering two questions.
(OOC: Can also change the above if circumstances are not as expected)
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At first when Yorcath stopped his singing, Zherzire hadn't said anything. But after greeting a couple people along the way, she glanced back at him. "The song wasn't all that bad. Singing and running is tough work though. Should have brought my drum. It can be nice to have a beat to keep the pace." As they continue, she converses with him a bit. "You have a usual routine in the mornings? Haven't seen you out on a run before. For me, I just have to get myself moving in the morning. I really enjoy it."
Eventually they make it back to the others. She cools down a bit while getting a bite to eat, then comes to watch Rhys use his spell to ask questions.
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"I do not doubt", Aubrik replies, looking up at Beshlog. "It rare I fight someone so bigger than I. But remember, we not enemies. That would be very different fight", he adds with a smile.
He nods his head to Rhys as he declines the offer, "So be it".
"So, let see what you got, Beshlog", he says to the Goliath and then drops his visor and sets himself to have his bell well and truly rung by the big guys staff.
When the time comes to speak with the dead, he is very interested in what the female genasi has to say. He stands next to Rhys, listening intently to the answer and allowing the Elf to take the lead, not knowing if anyone else can even ask questions and get answers.
The only additional question he has to those he mentioned before, which he will ask if he offered the chance to ask by Rhys, is "Why did dead seek us out?".
Of course, an answer to a question might change this.
(OOC: As mentioned. I didn't intend on actual having a combat for the sparring, more using it as an opportunity to rp. With the speak with dead spell, Aubrik will only ask his question if Rhys offers an opportunity)
In a slurred, but somehow clear voice, the dead body responds.
They call themsleves the tribe of a thousand winds. they are a cult
Replying calmly, barely breathing heavy “Thanks for saying so. I just don’t care to bring more attention to myself than my visage already does, the darker tarnish has most people think I am a black and tend to give me a wide berth due to the history of the viler of the chromatics, acid is a terrible way to die.” Turning his palm over to show the silver glint where the tarnish is worn away from use. “But the alternative can tend to have people almost worship me as well, so a damned if you do and damned if you don’t situation”
The question of his routine quiets him for a bit as he thinks and listens to the plodding of their feet on the their circuit. “Normally I see the dawn from the dark side instead of being woke by it, so I tend to be going to bed as the others rise. Unfortunate side effect of the mercenary life I fell into.”
Loyalty Begets Honour
(OOC: Going to ask multiple questions at one time to speed this up a little. RPed this based on what Rhys would do and what I remembered from a few days ago so sorry if we don't get all the questions answered. Plan to edit RP with Rhys internal dialogue after.)
Rhys sighs at the mention of a Cult.
“Corellon, Colts are the worst!”(Feel free to take this as a question if you want to DM. Will edit RP slightly if you do.)
Question 2: “What are they doing that you told us to stop?”
…(OOC:Answer)
Question 3: “Why did the dead people have the same amulet as you?”
After she answers Rhys not remembering the last question would turn to Aubrik.
“What was the last question you wanted me to ask?”
Aubrik remains perfectly still as he watches the corpse animate and speak. It is a strange experience, as his tribe revered their dead, and he isn't sure whether this is some kind of disrespect or not. He also wonders what it might be like to be able to ask the dead of his tribe questions from time to time. He would give a great deal to be able to speak to his father.
Does this corpse retain their soul? And of course there is the answer to the questions, he tries to focus a little on those as well.
When Rhys turns to him and asks about his last question, he replies without missing a beat, his concentration fixed on the corpse.
"Where find Tribe of Wind? Why we involved?", he says, offering two questions.
(OOC: Can also change the above if circumstances are not as expected)