“Is it common? I do not know. It is not where I come from. I do not know if I would call us ‘matched.’ I have only just met Perry.” Wolf Pup strokes his chin, “However, I seek a monster. A creature that stole me away as a pup. Have you seen something blue, big, baby-eatingly evil?”
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Rex'aliha - Hoard of the Dragon Queen ~ Mozu of Worms- The Stormpoint Mountains ~ Muireach Maon- Shepherd’s Crossing ~ Crownsguard - Storm King’s Thunder ~ Gunnar Wayland -Boats, Rocks, and Ruffians ~ POUF!- Ex-Ravens ~ Pascal LaRoux - Long Road Dragon Heist
The Peregrine once again raises a finger to correct the name, but he once again decides not to. He doesn't answer the question either. He instead looks between Tangle and Wolf Pup.
"Hmm. If you've seen so much kid, let me know if you've seen a wagon with a blue tarp on it. Lost it before we got to town, held a bunch of important stuff in it. Marr'veil's been out of his wits trying to find it." Boulder says as he reaches over to scoop up more of the soup in his bowl.
Barbra:
"Of course. It should be real simple to find. Just head on down the street til you reach the town square, the place with the fountain and big statues. Then turn right and head eastward following the road past all the stall vendors and you should reach the town's gate. The moment you step outside you should see the big tents out front and that's where you'll drop it off."
Jinn and Fenchurch:
Molly sits there staring at the card in his left hand. You watch as he beings mouthing something, but can't make out the words. Suddenly his other hand snatches Jinn's and cradles it gently in his own.
"Healer; Avenger. Healer; Avenger. Doctor. Doctor. Doctor." You begin to hear what he is whispering as his voice grows louder. His eyes snap over and lock on to Jinn's. His eyes still glazed over; the crimson dulled to a pinkish color that looks unnerving as he stares intently at.
"Child of Auran, Daughter of Terria. Blood for blood and life for power. The blade drinks greedily for it cares not where its feast comes from. Centuries beneath where light can not reach; all the monster seeks is to fill its gaping maw. Starving. Starving. Hungry. It matters not who or what you are; all shall be devoured." As he speaks, the hand holding Jinns begins to tighten to the point where he begins crushing her hand in an iron grip. He hisses out the last world a look of intense hatred on his face as he stares at you two. Then all of a sudden, Mollymauk snaps out of whatever trance he's in and drops Jinn's hand as if he has touched hot coal. He stands knocking the chair over; the sound of it crashing to the floor draws attention from all over the bar. From the bar you can hear a "Hey! Careful!" from Olivia.
"I..I apologise I don't know what has come over me. I'm so sorry.This isn't what I wanted to- I- I must go. Fen, I'll see you back home." In a flash he gathers his items and runs out the door, ignoring Olivia's calls from the bar.
Sheepishly "So just... drop it off? Okay i guess... Say, when I come back into town, can I tell the guards that I am in your employment? They gave me a helluva time last night.
She hears the commotion and glances over. Where she is from, sound is always accompanied by something worthy of attention. Here, as far as she is concerned, is no different.
"I'ma jus grab a few things." Upon returning she is identical, plus an empty backpack and two handaxes tucked behind her back, as to not be seen upon approach but needing to be adjusted before taking a seat.
"Where'd ya 'lose' (air quotes) yer wagon? What's it worth ta find yer wagon? 'n' 'ow'd I know it's yer blue tarp wagon?" Perry waves his hand causing his owl to disappear as he speaks and moves closer.
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Fenchuch watched the scene with horror. His friend, Mollymauk, did sometimes actually have visions of the future (although he hardly needed them to be a successful soothsayer, given his other talents), but he was never out of control. Never. Yet there he was, his eyes losing their color, his voice speaking words that were clearly not their own, making a clumbsy exit from the Mermaid's Tears. Something had happened to him. Something to do with the woman with the flying hair.
Fenchurch remembered her initial refusal to let Molly speak to her. Thought about how she asked to eat alone, how she hadn't said a word to him when he spoke to her. Under normal circumstances, he would have dismissed this all as simple shyness or circumstances. These were not normal circumstances. Something had happened to Fenchurch's best friend, and this woman knew something about it.
Fenchurch made up his mind to make the woman speak to her. Make her tell him what had happened to Molly, or what she had DONE to Molly. But she was already out the door. He chased after her, sliding past bar patrons without a word to any, until he was finally behind her.
"Give me the answers to what just happened!" He heard her say. He called to the back of her head.
"Funny Miss. I was just about to ask you for the same thing."
” Like I said Marr’veil is the one freaking out about it. If you saw it you’d probably know it; its pretty easy to spot.The tarp has this symbol on it.” Boulder reaches out and grabs one of the nearby crates. Turning it over he shows you all the symbol of 3 intertwined Ms that each also form their own tents.
” The wagon we’re missing has most of our traveling ware in it. Cloaks, hoods, extra clothes, all gone in one night. Damn shame to lose it but it’s all stuff we can by from town again. Don’t know why he’s upset.” Boulder shrugs.
“Must be an elf thing.”
Jinn:
Make a perception check to see if you can spot Mollymauk.
Tangle you don’t remember seeing any signs of a wagon in the forest.
“Well, last I saw it was about three days ago. Before we came to town we camped in the woods. Everyone was exhausted from our journey to get here so no one stayed up that night for watch. Figured it was safe enough with how close we were to town. When we woke up the whole thing was gone. No tracks left behind. Just vanished. Don’t know why anyone would want to steal it. Most of the clothing was years old and patched over. Used more for function then appearance. Not worth a copper. If you really wanted some clothes you’d be better off getting some from town.”
At this point everyone notices the blue skinned woman who has come tearing out of the town gates, yelling. As well as the small gnome who is following after her.
Tangle quirks an eyebrow at the oncoming duo. “This place is much more interesting than I was led to believe. I shall have words with Eluriel...” her voice trails off and her face darkens. She settles into a crouch, eyes a little distant.
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ey/em/eirs, or they/them works, too (just not he). Role-playing since that keep on those borderlands. I love it so.
Barb was not at all unsettled by the commotion of the three nonhumans. She always figure that all things have their ways, once you start mixing too many different ways together, things can get interesting. Things were interesting enough by herself and this place was too crowded, too stagnant.'
"Miss Olivia. I'm ready to go."
With ale in tow, Barb heads off to the gates. She has heard that there was to be a firework show this evening. Her excitement grew as she wondered what kind of fireworks they would be. It was a rare occurrence, but she'd occasionally come across some culture celebrating something or other and could catch a glimpse; the Dwarves with their impressive explosions so loud that they are felt with the chest, the elegant Elves with absolute attention to detail creating magical sights that yielded a true emotional response, to even the Gnomes, whose magic missiles and illusions were a joy to children and adult alike...
Wolf pup you see it is a blue skinned woman with elven features and who is wearing a dark red scarf. She has log wispy hair and swirling patterns on her skin. She begins running toward the tents, she seems to be looking for something or someone.
Jinn:
You do not see the purple teifling. You head over to the carnival area and spot three large blue tents and a small group of people huddled around a campfire. Many of the people you se have strange or bizarre features. where are you going to go?
Barbara:
"Of course. Here take this." Olivia holds up a small wooden badge with the letters TMT burned into it.
"You can show this to the guards at the front gates. Had to start using this ever since he smuggling problem started. It will let them know you've already been checked and approved for passage into the town, and that you're working for me." She gives a cheeky little wink and wishes you luck before you leave. It takes you a few minutes to navigate the crowded streets but you eventually make your way to the town gate.
“Is it common? I do not know. It is not where I come from. I do not know if I would call us ‘matched.’ I have only just met Perry.” Wolf Pup strokes his chin, “However, I seek a monster. A creature that stole me away as a pup. Have you seen something blue, big, baby-eatingly evil?”
DM - Elustran Days ~ Fate/False Revelation
Rex'aliha - Hoard of the Dragon Queen ~ Mozu of Worms - The Stormpoint Mountains ~ Muireach Maon - Shepherd’s Crossing ~ Crownsguard - Storm King’s Thunder ~ Gunnar Wayland - Boats, Rocks, and Ruffians ~ POUF! - Ex-Ravens ~ Pascal LaRoux - Long Road Dragon Heist
The Peregrine once again raises a finger to correct the name, but he once again decides not to. He doesn't answer the question either. He instead looks between Tangle and Wolf Pup.
Oscar "Oz" Diggs, Human Technomancer Wizard (10)/Rogue (1) - Fate/False Revelation, PbP
DM, Kaden Tolgalen
Tangle shakes her head. “I have seen big, and I have seen blue, and I have seen baby-stealers, but I have not seen all three in one creature.”
ey/em/eirs, or they/them works, too (just not he).
Role-playing since that keep on those borderlands. I love it so.
Tangle, Perry, Wolf Pup:
"Hmm. If you've seen so much kid, let me know if you've seen a wagon with a blue tarp on it. Lost it before we got to town, held a bunch of important stuff in it. Marr'veil's been out of his wits trying to find it." Boulder says as he reaches over to scoop up more of the soup in his bowl.
Barbra:
"Of course. It should be real simple to find. Just head on down the street til you reach the town square, the place with the fountain and big statues. Then turn right and head eastward following the road past all the stall vendors and you should reach the town's gate. The moment you step outside you should see the big tents out front and that's where you'll drop it off."
Jinn and Fenchurch:
Molly sits there staring at the card in his left hand. You watch as he beings mouthing something, but can't make out the words. Suddenly his other hand snatches Jinn's and cradles it gently in his own.
"Healer; Avenger. Healer; Avenger. Doctor. Doctor. Doctor." You begin to hear what he is whispering as his voice grows louder. His eyes snap over and lock on to Jinn's. His eyes still glazed over; the crimson dulled to a pinkish color that looks unnerving as he stares intently at.
"Child of Auran, Daughter of Terria. Blood for blood and life for power. The blade drinks greedily for it cares not where its feast comes from. Centuries beneath where light can not reach; all the monster seeks is to fill its gaping maw. Starving. Starving. Hungry. It matters not who or what you are; all shall be devoured." As he speaks, the hand holding Jinns begins to tighten to the point where he begins crushing her hand in an iron grip. He hisses out the last world a look of intense hatred on his face as he stares at you two. Then all of a sudden, Mollymauk snaps out of whatever trance he's in and drops Jinn's hand as if he has touched hot coal. He stands knocking the chair over; the sound of it crashing to the floor draws attention from all over the bar. From the bar you can hear a "Hey! Careful!" from Olivia.
"I..I apologise I don't know what has come over me. I'm so sorry.This isn't what I wanted to- I- I must go. Fen, I'll see you back home." In a flash he gathers his items and runs out the door, ignoring Olivia's calls from the bar.
OOC > Has Tangle seen a wagon with a blue tarp on it? Passive perception is 13, so nothing super special.
ey/em/eirs, or they/them works, too (just not he).
Role-playing since that keep on those borderlands. I love it so.
Sheepishly "So just... drop it off? Okay i guess... Say, when I come back into town, can I tell the guards that I am in your employment? They gave me a helluva time last night.
She hears the commotion and glances over. Where she is from, sound is always accompanied by something worthy of attention. Here, as far as she is concerned, is no different.
"I'ma jus grab a few things." Upon returning she is identical, plus an empty backpack and two handaxes tucked behind her back, as to not be seen upon approach but needing to be adjusted before taking a seat.
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"Where'd ya 'lose' (air quotes) yer wagon? What's it worth ta find yer wagon? 'n' 'ow'd I know it's yer blue tarp wagon?" Perry waves his hand causing his owl to disappear as he speaks and moves closer.
Oscar "Oz" Diggs, Human Technomancer Wizard (10)/Rogue (1) - Fate/False Revelation, PbP
DM, Kaden Tolgalen
Jinn grips her hand and looks around as a small crowd gathers round.
A small look of anger plays across her face.
Great more attention just what I needed.
"Olivia cancel my food order and my room arrangements. I won't be coming back."
She had to hurry and get away from there.
Endangering others was not her way of life, she was meant to heal them no matter what.
"Is it that hard for a surgeon to do one operation?"
The past was coming back to her, she walked fighting the thoughts and memories that were flooding back.
"Did I ask you to save the world?"
As she reached the entrance of the inn she turned to face the patrons still only glances of confusion.
Most eyes turned back to their tables in whispers. She turned away and stormed off.
Tendrils of her bounced around as she wrapped her scarf around her, eyeing the crowd for the tiefling called Mollymauk.
She remembered a gnome saying something about tents and the carnival, she headed towards the gates of the city.
It's better to save the ones who can be saved.
She could still hear the voice clearly in her head, it was her own. from a night she would dearly wish to forget.
A night she saved a man she shouldn't have. This reading made all of them drift back to the center of her thoughts.
"Mollymauk where are you?!"
She called out.
"Give me the answers as to what just happened!"
She stormed past the gates looking around to find the tents and the tiefling.
"PLEASE." she cried out.
No more people need to die.
Fenchuch watched the scene with horror. His friend, Mollymauk, did sometimes actually have visions of the future (although he hardly needed them to be a successful soothsayer, given his other talents), but he was never out of control. Never. Yet there he was, his eyes losing their color, his voice speaking words that were clearly not their own, making a clumbsy exit from the Mermaid's Tears. Something had happened to him. Something to do with the woman with the flying hair.
Fenchurch remembered her initial refusal to let Molly speak to her. Thought about how she asked to eat alone, how she hadn't said a word to him when he spoke to her. Under normal circumstances, he would have dismissed this all as simple shyness or circumstances. These were not normal circumstances. Something had happened to Fenchurch's best friend, and this woman knew something about it.
Fenchurch made up his mind to make the woman speak to her. Make her tell him what had happened to Molly, or what she had DONE to Molly. But she was already out the door. He chased after her, sliding past bar patrons without a word to any, until he was finally behind her.
"Give me the answers to what just happened!" He heard her say. He called to the back of her head.
"Funny Miss. I was just about to ask you for the same thing."
Fenchurch, Gnome Wizard, Red Skies in Mourning
Tangle:
Make a Wisdom check.
Perry:
Boulder shrugs.
” Like I said Marr’veil is the one freaking out about it. If you saw it you’d probably know it; its pretty easy to spot.The tarp has this symbol on it.” Boulder reaches out and grabs one of the nearby crates. Turning it over he shows you all the symbol of 3 intertwined Ms that each also form their own tents.
” The wagon we’re missing has most of our traveling ware in it. Cloaks, hoods, extra clothes, all gone in one night. Damn shame to lose it but it’s all stuff we can by from town again. Don’t know why he’s upset.” Boulder shrugs.
“Must be an elf thing.”
Jinn:
Make a perception check to see if you can spot Mollymauk.
"Where'd ya see it last? Think it stolen?"
Oscar "Oz" Diggs, Human Technomancer Wizard (10)/Rogue (1) - Fate/False Revelation, PbP
DM, Kaden Tolgalen
OOC > Tangle’s straight up WIS check: 13
ey/em/eirs, or they/them works, too (just not he).
Role-playing since that keep on those borderlands. I love it so.
Tangle muses, “The only reason to steal clothes is to clothe people. As circus people. Any reason anyone would want to do that?”
ey/em/eirs, or they/them works, too (just not he).
Role-playing since that keep on those borderlands. I love it so.
Tangle you don’t remember seeing any signs of a wagon in the forest.
“Well, last I saw it was about three days ago. Before we came to town we camped in the woods. Everyone was exhausted from our journey to get here so no one stayed up that night for watch. Figured it was safe enough with how close we were to town. When we woke up the whole thing was gone. No tracks left behind. Just vanished. Don’t know why anyone would want to steal it. Most of the clothing was years old and patched over. Used more for function then appearance. Not worth a copper. If you really wanted some clothes you’d be better off getting some from town.”
At this point everyone notices the blue skinned woman who has come tearing out of the town gates, yelling. As well as the small gnome who is following after her.
Tangle quirks an eyebrow at the oncoming duo. “This place is much more interesting than I was led to believe. I shall have words with Eluriel...” her voice trails off and her face darkens. She settles into a crouch, eyes a little distant.
ey/em/eirs, or they/them works, too (just not he).
Role-playing since that keep on those borderlands. I love it so.
Wolf Pup would like to get a better look at the woman, Perception: 11!
DM - Elustran Days ~ Fate/False Revelation
Rex'aliha - Hoard of the Dragon Queen ~ Mozu of Worms - The Stormpoint Mountains ~ Muireach Maon - Shepherd’s Crossing ~ Crownsguard - Storm King’s Thunder ~ Gunnar Wayland - Boats, Rocks, and Ruffians ~ POUF! - Ex-Ravens ~ Pascal LaRoux - Long Road Dragon Heist
Barb was not at all unsettled by the commotion of the three nonhumans. She always figure that all things have their ways, once you start mixing too many different ways together, things can get interesting. Things were interesting enough by herself and this place was too crowded, too stagnant.'
"Miss Olivia. I'm ready to go."
With ale in tow, Barb heads off to the gates. She has heard that there was to be a firework show this evening. Her excitement grew as she wondered what kind of fireworks they would be. It was a rare occurrence, but she'd occasionally come across some culture celebrating something or other and could catch a glimpse; the Dwarves with their impressive explosions so loud that they are felt with the chest, the elegant Elves with absolute attention to detail creating magical sights that yielded a true emotional response, to even the Gnomes, whose magic missiles and illusions were a joy to children and adult alike...
Barbara quite enjoyed fireworks. And fire.
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Perception: 17
She walked a little further til she heard a voice.
Looking around she finally turned and looked down.
"In the interest of saving time and idle chit chat, I do not know who you are, nor do I care. Stay out of my business."
She said as she ran off into the crowds and the tents to look for Mollymauk
Wolf Pup:
Wolf pup you see it is a blue skinned woman with elven features and who is wearing a dark red scarf. She has log wispy hair and swirling patterns on her skin. She begins running toward the tents, she seems to be looking for something or someone.
Jinn:
You do not see the purple teifling. You head over to the carnival area and spot three large blue tents and a small group of people huddled around a campfire. Many of the people you se have strange or bizarre features. where are you going to go?
Barbara:
"Of course. Here take this." Olivia holds up a small wooden badge with the letters TMT burned into it.
"You can show this to the guards at the front gates. Had to start using this ever since he smuggling problem started. It will let them know you've already been checked and approved for passage into the town, and that you're working for me." She gives a cheeky little wink and wishes you luck before you leave. It takes you a few minutes to navigate the crowded streets but you eventually make your way to the town gate.
Wolf Pup will begin walking toward her.
DM - Elustran Days ~ Fate/False Revelation
Rex'aliha - Hoard of the Dragon Queen ~ Mozu of Worms - The Stormpoint Mountains ~ Muireach Maon - Shepherd’s Crossing ~ Crownsguard - Storm King’s Thunder ~ Gunnar Wayland - Boats, Rocks, and Ruffians ~ POUF! - Ex-Ravens ~ Pascal LaRoux - Long Road Dragon Heist