Custom Campaign - Cold Cash

As you all approach the docks (so surprised we got to this moment) you see familiar faces from last night.

You may now redescribe your characters to each other; now that you've geared up a bit.  Kaimos, you may describe Tirana if you'd like.  I'd like to see her through your character's eyes, see how he sees her. (There is no way to say this without sounding creepy.)

Rolen, you can describe the albino ice elf Poldrik if you'd like.  I haven't decided on a marking on his bracer yet, so you can fill that in if you'd like or any other features.

(i don't know if i know Poldrik well enough to describe him well.)

Rolen, an average height and weight for an ice elf. Who is an albino ice elf, with pale skin, white eyes and medium length white hair. Rolen is wearing chainmail armor, you can see that he is armed with various weapons as well as a shield. He has an amulet around his neck which appears to be a holy symbol. He has a backpack on his back, and what bits of clothing you can see under the armor is black.

(i hope that was a good description)

(I liked it :)  )

Poldrik stands tall, though hunched over; likely six foot if he stood up straight.  His face is pale white, though its hard to tell through the dirt, his surprisingly black hair is long and unkept, stuffed under a stocking cap.  His clothes are many, layered, and dirty.  At least four shirts and two pants.  He pays no attention to the people before him; idly playing with a small wooden figurine.

Gnookumskamooshliosloravitch Min is a average sized Aqua Gnome. Which of course, means extremely short. He has the blue-gray skin and long, broad nose common among all Aqua Gnomes. He has a short goatee-like beard, and a long, thin mustache that comes down below his chin in two thin points. The rest of his hair is hidden under a helmet which is made to look like a shark's head, with the Gnome's head in its mouth. He has a large, golden earring on his left ear. It looks to be engraved with some sort of writing, though you can't see what it says. He has many tattoos in dark blue ink that start near the sides of his face and flow down his neck under his armor. At first glance, they look to just be flowing designs, but when you look again they seem to be made up of many small gnomish characters. Again, at this distance, it's hard to tell what they say. He has a silver shark's tooth dangling from a necklace around his neck. He smiles warmly at the familiar faces, but his rows of shark-like teeth make it seem much more sinister.

Gnook's armor is [the description I gave the armor earlier]. He doesn't seem to be wielding any weapons at the moment.

Flayr walks with a jaunty swagger, his red robes etched with gold writing flowing out behind him. He carries a mithral staff and a simple leather spellbook hangs from his gold belt, at odds with his otherwise fine clothes. His burnt orange hair is wavy and shaved at the sides, and his eyes burn with excitement and intellect. His skin is a deep red. Flayr is not imposing, standing at 5'10" and weighing a mere 162 pounds, but he burns with energy and carries himself like a storm giant king.

Kabarr carries himself with much confidence and a touch of an aggressive posture.  His ashen grey skin tends to darken to his mother’s charcoal color when angered or excited.  Though he is a Drow and Genasi mix, only a few traits have come through the Underdark.  Kabarr is mostly hairless with only a few fiery red hairs here and there. His other two drowish traits come more from his elvish nature in which his eyes look like pools of liquid gold along with his slightly pointed ears.  Those who look into his eyes can see that he has faced unimaginable horrors and that he is no stranger to darkness.  His time training as a youth with the Drow weapons masters has both scarred and honed his body.  He is built very powerfully and has a great deal of agility.  The scars on his arms, back and chest prove that his physique is hard earned.  Like most Fire Genasi, his voice sounds like crackling flames.  His eyes flare like fire when angered.  From time to time he gives off the smell of brimstone.  His head is usually shaved bald proudly displaying a golden tattoo of a stylized letter A in honor of Axis Flint though those who know him will assume it might stand for something else.

Kaimos approaches, moving with deadly grace, and looks much the same as he did the night before.  Standing about six and a half feet tall, the lithe tabaxi wears simple travel clothes and no armor.  In addition, he now carries a backpack with 3 javelins strapped to it.  He also now wears a set of anklets that were not there the night before.  Green eyes take in his surroundings and brownish-red fur with black rosette spots is visible where not covered by clothes.  Accompanying him is another tabaxi.  Her fur is lighter than his; yellow with solid black spots.  A good half-foot shorter than Kaimos, she's a few years older and lacks his litheness, having gained quite a bit of weight in the years since she began dancing.  The others might recognize her as a dancer from the casino boat the previous night, though she no longer wears her dancing outfit, having also changed into traveling clothes.  While moving with a confidence that belies her size and still more graceful than one might expect, she is definitely not as light on her feet as she was when dancing on the boat the night before, moving slower and less gracefully than she did on the stage.

Cool, how do you react seeing the other people?

Rolen: (to everyone) "What a coincidence, everyone here was at the casino boat last night. Is everyone trying to get out of the city?"

Flayr laughs and holds his arms out wide. "Kaimos! Rolen!" He laughs. " I had no expectations to be seeing you two again so soon. I trust fortune has been kind to you? " Without waiting for a reply he turns to Tirana and bows low. "And accompanied by a lady! I am honored to make your acquaintance."

Kabarr stays back behind Flayr.  He is unsure how to interact with the Tabaxi.  He hears in his head all of the lessons he has been taught about this catlike race.  However, he has never had any direct contact with one until the casino ship.  Despite his natural inclination to fight that which he doesn’t understand, he promised Flayr to try and to show more grace.  “Good to see you made it out alive.”  Kabarr says barely above a whisper.

Kaimos keeps a wary eye on Kabarr as they approach the other group, but smiles at Flayr's enthusiastic greeting.  "It has indeed," he replies.  Hearing Kabarr's quiet comment, he nods slightly to the Genasi.   "You as well," he says.  "Where are you guys headed?"

"The Min library of the aqua gnomes is our original destination, but if we are shipwrecked on a desert island, so much the better!" The unquenchable Flayr replies. " And for yourselves? "

"I'd definitely prefer not to be shipwrecked, personally," Kaimos says, shaking his head at Flayr.  "We're headed to Qixallia, I've always wanted to visit my people's homeland."

"Ah, the misty jungles of Qixallia, where the jubaju bird sings and the tiger prowls." Flayr says, his eyes misting over. He snaps out of his reverie just as quickly as he entered it. "Never been there myself. We'll have to have a cup of tea and discuss our adventures sometime."

(Thought both Flayr and Kabarr were from Qixallia; trained at the Fire Genasi academy together, where you met?)

(I think he was being sarcastic. Or maybe devious.)

Rolen: (to everyone) "I haven't been there before also, it makes the trip all the more exciting."

(Flayr rarely ventures outside of the fire genasi capital. And yes, there were some theatrics going on.)