FC saunters down stairs in his fine leathers. He joins the table quietly and requests some hot breakfast. He can't help but eye Zeli off the entire time, as subtley as he can.
Dani walked down the stairs blinking sleep out of her eyes and was about to offer a greeting to the others when her mouth stretched in a huge yawn. "Mff. Morning everyone." It seemed like the bard was in the same boat of not getting a wink of sleep.
"Miss Zeli, you're a Dragon so you can probably tell that I'm not really a Dwarf, I just kind of look like one. My friends here have heard my story of how there was a fight with a necromancer and the faeries had to put my body into this shape because they didn't know how to fix me up right. I think maybe I might know something about stone working?" Lythril tries to recall what every Dwarf would know 11
"Since I'm actually a faerie, from the eastern forests, I know quite a bit about trees and things." she smiles and talks of the wonders of chicken shit. 16
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After spending quality time with people she likes and respects, she retires to a secluded section of parkland. Producing silver dust and a clear vial of water, she prays to Rilithane to bless the water and make it holy. The Paladin also prays that her deity give her the power to help and aid her friends in the coming trials, focus their aim, and ward their souls. Lythril finishes her ritual with a planted seed and a pinch of chicken manure.
Returning to her room, she gives her gear a twice over, polishing breastplate, hammer, and shield; making sure straps are tight and equipment secure.
Astrid had a wonderful nights rest! Being up in the belfry has its advantages, you know.
Bounding down the stairs in the morning, she's wearing her pretty pink robe, a gorgeous tiara, and fluffy pink slippers. She's radiant.
Pulling up a seat next to Zeli at the table, she excitedly asks 1,001 questions about dragon culture. She also makes sure to correct Zeli on her assumption that she comes from a forest. "I'm a deep gnome, silly! Otherwise know as svirfneblin. We live in small communities scattered in the Underdark, and not in forests. My family emigrated to the surface world, and settled in Waterdeep when I was but a wee lass. But I do love to return to the Underdark every chance I can get! The shopping there is just to die for - much better selections of fuzzy casual wear!"
Zeli finds Lythril's story absolutely fascinating, as if she's taking mental notes herself. She then shares stories with you all in kind about how she adores the ocean and how she made her home inside an island with an active volcano and longs to understand humanoid emotions, connections and romance. One of her favorite sensations is smelling the ocean air and walking along the beach in human form, blushing as the sailors cat call out to her - the sand in her toes. When Lythril gets to the part about being from the eastern forest, she perks up even more and asks if that's where you found Astrid.
She waves happily to Dani as she comes downstairs.
Zeli startles when Astrid pulls up next to her, she's not used to things so small. She laughs when you correct her, and takes a great interest in your history and admires you attitude and courage very much.
I didn't know Astrid could string together such a complex tapestry of words without squealing and crying out 'OOH A SHINY' XD and then forgetting she was talking!
It took him a bit longer than usual to wake up, especially one so duty-bound as he was. Normally he would pray first thing, but he knew Bahamut would forgive him for slipping once in a while, considering his track record. He ate heartily, much more than he would normally, as he had to recover lost proteins, that he had let Pheral have the night before. Eventually the offer of a bath was made, and he nodded. Aye, lets. He had said little to nothing the night before, for varying reasons.
He walked with her, still nude as they both stepped into the bathroom with the tub, the morning sun shining off his sapphire scales, making him shine like a some massive jewel. Once the water was ready, he would step in first, pulling her to his lap that allowed them both to press close. He would finally tread the ground he had left alone the night before.
As his large hands, in revolutions, caressed and petted her back, his index trailing along her spine to the small of her back, where the touch was ever so faint, making it all the more intense, her chest pressed against his upper-pectorals. I am about to make an assumption. If I am not right, I think, I am, atleast close. My actions have unknowingly caused you pain. By being part dragon myself, and praising dragons and so on and so forth - which will not stop, just to be clear- because of the Red Dragon that resulted in these scars on you.. His tail trailing where his hand had been the night before as it was led, stroking them as teasingly as his hands as it trailed her body. His left hand pausing on her bum, and giving it a sueeze, before allowing her to respond.
Leon quickly grew fond of having Zeli around. She was curious and inquired much about the group that he still knew very little about. He ate slowly and listened to the others who would answer her quires, a faint smile tugging at the corner of his lips before he took a sip of his morning tea. He couldn't help but feel a bit of guilt for aiding in everyone's lack of sleep (besides Astrid and by looking at Fatcat he seemed well enough). At least it wasn't as loud as some others, he would think, staring at the two empty chairs that surrounded the table.
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Aeydof the Dragons || Wood Elf / Way of the Ascendant Dragon Monk Demetrios Zalaoras || Protector Aasimar / Paladin of Torm Hawke || Kalashtar / Circle of the Moon Druid Morticia || Half-Aasimar Rogue Yvan || Goliath / Path of the Wild Soul Barbarian | Paladin of Helm /ᐠ｡ꞈ｡ᐟ\
Pheral moans softly and shudders in pleasure at Azraels touch. The fires of passion reigniting inside her. I feel I have been unfair to you. The dragon didnt directly burn me but it did light the fire that burned house. As I was floating, a burning beam landed on my side. I was rescued quickly enough, but the damage had been done. My whole family has been lost to me. I dont know if they are alive or not, but I have been fighting for survival since that day.Pheral pauses her story to enjoy the heavy petting she is getting from Azrael. For the longest time I never cared about the difference between good dragons and evil dragons. I felt all your preaching was empty of meaning. Why should a dragon god be good when a dragon destroyed my life and left me with such scars. Pheral starts caressing Azraels chest and leans into him, resting her head in the crook of his head and chest. As tall as she is she is small and meek in his embrace. I think I'm ready to move on from that. With you. Pheral will begin to coax him into continuing the previous nights rigours activity.
By the afternoon everyone was ready to set out for the vault with the keys. With Pheral's help, the Stone of Galorr knew exactly where it was.
At the bottom of the map here, you can see where you guys begin. Obviously, the door is magically closed. Looks like it's time to show those keys! Magically, Zeli produces one of her scales. It's large and heavy, but she has no problem carrying it with her strength. An arcane chime indicates the satisfaction has been met, and she shrinks it down to the size of a pendant, putting in in Leons hand, and kisses him on the cheek - silently letting him know that a piece of her will always be with him.
Now all we need is the painting, and a drunk Dani LOL.
This post has potentially manipulated dice roll results.
(((((Since the story is moving forward))))
Hrmmm he said both speaking and growling (non threateningly.. playfully) I am more than willing to speak to you about my personal perspective on the Dichotomy of Dragons, if you wish. I'll keep the preaching toned down and leave it to simple facts. As I have both good and evil inside me. the faintest hint of something crossed his features, it wasn't quite regret, or anything of the sort. And aye.. Lets see where this goes. If the money is as good as has been rumored in whatever place its in.... by now it was obvious, he had no memory of the middle. he knew about the keys, and the treasure.. but the vault itself.. was an empty space in his mind. Then I'm sure you can use some of the funds to find them, with soemoen who has powerful divination magics. Atleast you'll know then.
Azrael would indulge himself once more. there was time to catch up on his missed prayers later, and if Pheral ever wanted to understand more about his faith, he would talk, not preach to her about it. Water ended up everywhere on the floor, This time, though he maintained control, he let her live out her fantasies of being a cowgirl.
After another good hour in the bath 'cleaning up' He came down as everyone was getting ready. His head was held a little higher than usual today, for obvious reasons. But he did bow apologetically to any who 'lost sleep' and he gave Leon a knowing wink.
He would listen to anythign anyone had to say, before heading down and making up for his negligence to duties, praying, and asking for favor in the day - Religious Intensity: 8
Apparently feeling guilty for not having done his duty properly, his prayers are weak today. With that, he would focus on himself, and choosing his arsenal for the day.
OOC: we’re all standing in front of the magic door, trying to open it up with the three requirements. We’ve got the dragon scale, and now we need the drunk elf.
((ooc: is pheral and az with us now cuz uhhh without pheral we dont know where to go))
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Aeydof the Dragons || Wood Elf / Way of the Ascendant Dragon Monk Demetrios Zalaoras || Protector Aasimar / Paladin of Torm Hawke || Kalashtar / Circle of the Moon Druid Morticia || Half-Aasimar Rogue Yvan || Goliath / Path of the Wild Soul Barbarian | Paladin of Helm /ᐠ｡ꞈ｡ᐟ\
FC saunters down stairs in his fine leathers. He joins the table quietly and requests some hot breakfast. He can't help but eye Zeli off the entire time, as subtley as he can.
"CoS" Rumble- Tabaxi Shadow Monk
I'll be posting the vault after dinner, and I promise I will. =P
Make sure you are all ready to go. Spells, ideas, role-playing. Satify Zeli's constant sexual desires. =P
Dani walked down the stairs blinking sleep out of her eyes and was about to offer a greeting to the others when her mouth stretched in a huge yawn. "Mff. Morning everyone." It seemed like the bard was in the same boat of not getting a wink of sleep.
"Miss Zeli, you're a Dragon so you can probably tell that I'm not really a Dwarf, I just kind of look like one. My friends here have heard my story of how there was a fight with a necromancer and the faeries had to put my body into this shape because they didn't know how to fix me up right. I think maybe I might know something about stone working?" Lythril tries to recall what every Dwarf would know 11
"Since I'm actually a faerie, from the eastern forests, I know quite a bit about trees and things." she smiles and talks of the wonders of chicken shit. 16
----
After spending quality time with people she likes and respects, she retires to a secluded section of parkland. Producing silver dust and a clear vial of water, she prays to Rilithane to bless the water and make it holy. The Paladin also prays that her deity give her the power to help and aid her friends in the coming trials, focus their aim, and ward their souls. Lythril finishes her ritual with a planted seed and a pinch of chicken manure.
Returning to her room, she gives her gear a twice over, polishing breastplate, hammer, and shield; making sure straps are tight and equipment secure.
"Sooner or later, your Players are going to smash your railroad into a sandbox."
-Vedexent
"real life is a super high CR."
-OboeLauren
"............anybody got any potatoes? We could drop a potato in each hole an' see which ones get viciously mauled by horrible monsters?"
-Ilyara Thundertale
Astrid had a wonderful nights rest! Being up in the belfry has its advantages, you know.
Bounding down the stairs in the morning, she's wearing her pretty pink robe, a gorgeous tiara, and fluffy pink slippers. She's radiant.
Pulling up a seat next to Zeli at the table, she excitedly asks 1,001 questions about dragon culture. She also makes sure to correct Zeli on her assumption that she comes from a forest. "I'm a deep gnome, silly! Otherwise know as svirfneblin. We live in small communities scattered in the Underdark, and not in forests. My family emigrated to the surface world, and settled in Waterdeep when I was but a wee lass. But I do love to return to the Underdark every chance I can get! The shopping there is just to die for - much better selections of fuzzy casual wear!"
Last to know and first to be blamed...
As a free action, can I regret my life choices?
Zeli finds Lythril's story absolutely fascinating, as if she's taking mental notes herself. She then shares stories with you all in kind about how she adores the ocean and how she made her home inside an island with an active volcano and longs to understand humanoid emotions, connections and romance. One of her favorite sensations is smelling the ocean air and walking along the beach in human form, blushing as the sailors cat call out to her - the sand in her toes. When Lythril gets to the part about being from the eastern forest, she perks up even more and asks if that's where you found Astrid.
She waves happily to Dani as she comes downstairs.
Zeli startles when Astrid pulls up next to her, she's not used to things so small. She laughs when you correct her, and takes a great interest in your history and admires you attitude and courage very much.
I didn't know Astrid could string together such a complex tapestry of words without squealing and crying out 'OOH A SHINY' XD and then forgetting she was talking!
It took him a bit longer than usual to wake up, especially one so duty-bound as he was. Normally he would pray first thing, but he knew Bahamut would forgive him for slipping once in a while, considering his track record. He ate heartily, much more than he would normally, as he had to recover lost proteins, that he had let Pheral have the night before. Eventually the offer of a bath was made, and he nodded. Aye, lets. He had said little to nothing the night before, for varying reasons.
He walked with her, still nude as they both stepped into the bathroom with the tub, the morning sun shining off his sapphire scales, making him shine like a some massive jewel. Once the water was ready, he would step in first, pulling her to his lap that allowed them both to press close. He would finally tread the ground he had left alone the night before.
As his large hands, in revolutions, caressed and petted her back, his index trailing along her spine to the small of her back, where the touch was ever so faint, making it all the more intense, her chest pressed against his upper-pectorals. I am about to make an assumption. If I am not right, I think, I am, atleast close. My actions have unknowingly caused you pain. By being part dragon myself, and praising dragons and so on and so forth - which will not stop, just to be clear- because of the Red Dragon that resulted in these scars on you.. His tail trailing where his hand had been the night before as it was led, stroking them as teasingly as his hands as it trailed her body. His left hand pausing on her bum, and giving it a sueeze, before allowing her to respond.
Occassional Dungeon Master.
Leon quickly grew fond of having Zeli around. She was curious and inquired much about the group that he still knew very little about. He ate slowly and listened to the others who would answer her quires, a faint smile tugging at the corner of his lips before he took a sip of his morning tea. He couldn't help but feel a bit of guilt for aiding in everyone's lack of sleep (besides Astrid and by looking at Fatcat he seemed well enough). At least it wasn't as loud as some others, he would think, staring at the two empty chairs that surrounded the table.
Aeyd of the Dragons || Wood Elf / Way of the Ascendant Dragon Monk
Demetrios Zalaoras || Protector Aasimar / Paladin of Torm
Hawke || Kalashtar / Circle of the Moon Druid
Morticia || Half-Aasimar Rogue
Yvan || Goliath / Path of the Wild Soul Barbarian | Paladin of Helm
/ᐠ｡ꞈ｡ᐟ\
Pheral moans softly and shudders in pleasure at Azraels touch. The fires of passion reigniting inside her. I feel I have been unfair to you. The dragon didnt directly burn me but it did light the fire that burned house. As I was floating, a burning beam landed on my side. I was rescued quickly enough, but the damage had been done. My whole family has been lost to me. I dont know if they are alive or not, but I have been fighting for survival since that day.Pheral pauses her story to enjoy the heavy petting she is getting from Azrael. For the longest time I never cared about the difference between good dragons and evil dragons. I felt all your preaching was empty of meaning. Why should a dragon god be good when a dragon destroyed my life and left me with such scars. Pheral starts caressing Azraels chest and leans into him, resting her head in the crook of his head and chest. As tall as she is she is small and meek in his embrace. I think I'm ready to move on from that. With you. Pheral will begin to coax him into continuing the previous nights rigours activity.
Grianne Wildpaw: Wood Elf Druid level 12 (8W-4L)- - Coliseum of Conquest: Master of Faerie Fire. Just don't ask her to spell it.
Grianne Wildpaw: Wood Elf Druid level 6 (2W-1L)- - Coliseum Reborn : Master of a Myriad of forms.
Runt, the Stormchosen: Half-Orc barbarian level 5 -- The Guild
Tomoe Gozen: Human Fighter Samurai level 5 -- Cronero (Solo Campaign)
THE DRAGON VAULT
By the afternoon everyone was ready to set out for the vault with the keys. With Pheral's help, the Stone of Galorr knew exactly where it was.
At the bottom of the map here, you can see where you guys begin. Obviously, the door is magically closed. Looks like it's time to show those keys! Magically, Zeli produces one of her scales. It's large and heavy, but she has no problem carrying it with her strength. An arcane chime indicates the satisfaction has been met, and she shrinks it down to the size of a pendant, putting in in Leons hand, and kisses him on the cheek - silently letting him know that a piece of her will always be with him.
Now all we need is the painting, and a drunk Dani LOL.
Pheral would have left the painting in a public access room.
Grianne Wildpaw: Wood Elf Druid level 12 (8W-4L)- - Coliseum of Conquest: Master of Faerie Fire. Just don't ask her to spell it.
Grianne Wildpaw: Wood Elf Druid level 6 (2W-1L)- - Coliseum Reborn : Master of a Myriad of forms.
Runt, the Stormchosen: Half-Orc barbarian level 5 -- The Guild
Tomoe Gozen: Human Fighter Samurai level 5 -- Cronero (Solo Campaign)
Astrid excitedly starts a group cheer: “Drink! Drink! Drink! Drink!”
Last to know and first to be blamed...
As a free action, can I regret my life choices?
(((((Since the story is moving forward))))
Hrmmm he said both speaking and growling (non threateningly.. playfully) I am more than willing to speak to you about my personal perspective on the Dichotomy of Dragons, if you wish. I'll keep the preaching toned down and leave it to simple facts. As I have both good and evil inside me. the faintest hint of something crossed his features, it wasn't quite regret, or anything of the sort. And aye.. Lets see where this goes. If the money is as good as has been rumored in whatever place its in.... by now it was obvious, he had no memory of the middle. he knew about the keys, and the treasure.. but the vault itself.. was an empty space in his mind. Then I'm sure you can use some of the funds to find them, with soemoen who has powerful divination magics. Atleast you'll know then.
Azrael would indulge himself once more. there was time to catch up on his missed prayers later, and if Pheral ever wanted to understand more about his faith, he would talk, not preach to her about it. Water ended up everywhere on the floor, This time, though he maintained control, he let her live out her fantasies of being a cowgirl.
After another good hour in the bath 'cleaning up' He came down as everyone was getting ready. His head was held a little higher than usual today, for obvious reasons. But he did bow apologetically to any who 'lost sleep' and he gave Leon a knowing wink.
He would listen to anythign anyone had to say, before heading down and making up for his negligence to duties, praying, and asking for favor in the day - Religious Intensity: 8
Apparently feeling guilty for not having done his duty properly, his prayers are weak today. With that, he would focus on himself, and choosing his arsenal for the day.
Occassional Dungeon Master.
(Did i miss somehting about the whole 'drink drink' thing ? O.o)
Occassional Dungeon Master.
OOC: we’re all standing in front of the magic door, trying to open it up with the three requirements. We’ve got the dragon scale, and now we need the drunk elf.
Last to know and first to be blamed...
As a free action, can I regret my life choices?
(HURR DURR @myself LMFAO)
THis will be Dani soon
Occassional Dungeon Master.
((ooc: is pheral and az with us now cuz uhhh without pheral we dont know where to go))
Aeyd of the Dragons || Wood Elf / Way of the Ascendant Dragon Monk
Demetrios Zalaoras || Protector Aasimar / Paladin of Torm
Hawke || Kalashtar / Circle of the Moon Druid
Morticia || Half-Aasimar Rogue
Yvan || Goliath / Path of the Wild Soul Barbarian | Paladin of Helm
/ᐠ｡ꞈ｡ᐟ\
Wow, she even pukes rainbows LOL
Everyone and Zeli are here. Nim and Lif are guarding the gold at home. =)
I am ready to go when you guys are <3