With a dropped jaw and wide eyes, Lawrance's opinion of the imagined onesie is apparent. Stuttering a bit, he replies "Ah, umm, I don't think those colours are very subtle or practical for stealth, Perry. She's not only going to be unable to hide from anyone with even basic colour vision, she's going to attract more than her fair share of attention. How about we tone down the *ahem* purple and yellow into something less flamboyant? After that, it will only take a few minutes to create. If you're not adverse to the idea, we could connect our minds and you could then follow and guide the assembly telepathically?"

OOC - Telepathic Bond with Perry, then Fabricate, unless he objects. 

After linking their minds, Lawrance is flooded with images that can only be described as bizarre. Perry thinks about all manner of things that aren't very helpful. He thinks about pastries, and he thinks about what the red tiefling woman looks like. Still, he does think about various fashion options for the onesie. There's one option that looks like a gold dragon, there's one that looks like a red dragon, and there's one that looks like a white dragon but with a unicorn horn. 

"Hmm, how about any of these Lawrance?" Perry asks.

Battered by the barrage of unrelated images, Lawrance can only marvel that Perry is able to walk with all this going on in his head. As image after image gets brought to the forefront of their communal mind, he focuses on keeping the maelstrom of scattered thoughts at a mental distance. %I don't know how she'd look like a pastry, when we use cloth, so that's out. Honestly, I think the red one works best, and could prove to be a fine subterfuge from a distance. She'd look marginally like a red dragon, and that could be handy in the right situation. Let's go with that style, if you agree.%

"Well if we are going for stealth outside in this arctic area, perhaps the white is better? Plus she can look like a mini Old Man Death," Perry replies.

(Sorry for the delay in posts. Will answer Poljen then go from there)

Morgaine arrives in the dining hall wearing a light blue dress that shows off her curves. She sees the tray that Poljen has made for her and gives him a smile as they settle at the table to enjoy the meal.

Later that day upon seeing and hearing from Perry  about what happened to Velon and that Lia wishes for us to go down with him to speak with the Ice toads, she will nod to him and states that she will be ready to go at the appropriate time.  Just as she is ready to get up and get ready to go, Velon walks into the Dining Hall. She is in awe of the now changed Paladin, but is glad that some features of his former self are still there. She gives him and Lia a warm smile as she listens to his speech.

Lawrance considers the choices and puts forth. "Let's do both! That way she can choose the style and colour she wants, and it will suit any stealthy fly-bys she needs to do." Barring any unforeseen events, Lawrance sets up the needed accessories for the spells. Arrange two distinct piles of materials, he begins his spell, the energies gathering swiftly. 

With a rhythmic cadence, and with the image of the white onesie firmly held in both minds, he loudly intones:

"Based on tooth, wing and claw, a creation we do seek.

To fit Sinternal, our dragon guest, a garment fine and sleek.

Clad in white as imagined thus, with features as just so,

A warm layer of durable, comfortable clothes.

Honouring Bahamut, form a shield upon the breastbone there,

With dragonhead cameo dexter, a subtle touch of flair.

Built from the substances gathered here and prepared for this good purpose,

Reform them well, strong and fitting, with exactly the needed surface!"

The material swirls and distorts, joining and reforming with a whirlwind of magic and cloth to shape the new clothing, as envisioned!

He then repeats the spell with red instead of white, changing the envisioned design with Perry's aid. 

Perry goes with Lawrance to deliver the newly created red and white dragon onesies to Sinternal. He approaches the young dragon and says, "Sinternal, uncle Lawrance and I have combined forces and used immensely powerful, high-level magic to make you some gifts. Ta-da!"

He holds out his arms as if to present the onesies that Lawrance is holding and asks, "Well, what do you think? Want to try one on? They're really waaaarrrrm."

Perry then turns to Velon, "Oh and ready for the mission whenever, dragon boss."

Velon stands with Lia, arms folded, and watches as the spectacle that is Lawrance and Perry's creations unfold.  The paladin is a bit dumbfounded.  "Well, now I've seen everything."

After allowing ample time for Sinternal to try this new invention of a "onesie" and enjoying everyone's reactions, Velon decides to get down to business.  "Well, if no one has any concerns about the mission or questions about getting to talk directly with Bahamut and all of that, let's get moving..."

Poljen nods.  "Yes, let us see if these toads will let us by without trouble."  He is once more willing to lug the large ice medallion.

Sinternal looks a bit uncertain about the whole onesie thing, but struggles into the new garment, trying on the white one. She says, "I don't want to wear red. Its a nasty color."

Once its on, she frowns for a bit, then flexes her paws, causing her claws to poke through the fabric. After that, she trots around rather happily, heading out to the courtyard to see how much of a difference it made against the cold outside.

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Soon enough the group has been ferried to the ground. The ice toad village lies ahead. The inhabitants are bipedal, with blue skin, and distinctly amphibian features. But they seem reasonably intelligent, and several of them, mostly armored with spears, show up to challenge the group. One of them croaks something out at you in a language you do not understand.

  " Velon, I want to hear more about you and Bahamat later.  " She fusses over his armor.  " You must take care of this Velon.  Such quality workmanship.  I know it will keep you safe. " 

  Mari rolls her eyes in the background and grins. She checks her gear again in preparation for the trip below.  Looking at Sinternal she rolls her eyes again. 

  As they approach the ice toads Lia pulls her fur tighter. The wind is chilling.  She watches the toads cautiously and looks to Velon. 

Mari stands back a short distance from the others.  On the surface she appears calm but inside is much different.  While Lia fully trusts Old White Death she isnt as sure.  She casually keeps observing their surroundings looking for any sign of a trap.  

 Just before the group descends to the chill surface, Lawrence takes a few minutes to cast that telepathic joining spell that has proven handy in the past. Once that is established, he continuously keep himself warm inside the heavy clothing, magically heating the interior. “ I don’t know if we need to expect trouble but at least this way we are a little prepared.“

OOC-  Telepathic bond only applies to 8 creatures. Who’s in? 

Perry strums a note on his mandolin then approaches the toad. He introduces himself to the amphibian, "Ribbit-rib, rib ribbit rib-rib Peregrine Pennington ribbit. Ribbit RIB ribbit rib ribbit White Death ribbit. CROOOOOAK!" 

Perry points to the large ice medallion that Poljen is carrying.

Poljen agrees to the telepathic bond.  He also encourages Morgaine to allow it, if she has not experienced it before.  "It is very useful!"

At the village, when Perry points at the medallion, He holds it out in front of him, needing both hands, so his weapons remain sheathed.

Velon notices the purple tinge of the toad's skin and asks Lia and Mari "do you think he's talking to them about Old White Death and our mission, or the fashion trends of this particular village?"  He pauses for a moment.  "Let me revise.  Do you think he's remembering to ask about our mission amidst the discussion of local fashion that most definitely is going to happen before we leave this place?"

Velon also agrees to the telepathic bond.

Morgaine, takes Poljen's suggestion and agrees to the telepathic bond. She stands next to Poljen and gives him a small smile as they wait to see what the Ice Toads will do.

  Mari laughs at this.  " I'm sure our mission is the last thing on his mind.  He is easily....distracted.  Fortunately we won't have to face a purple dragon.  I'm not sure what side he would be on.  " 

 Lis  grins at him and shrugs.  " We have Peregrine Pennington as our translator here.  I have heard that he is the best ice toad translator in all the realms. " She winks at her lover.  

The ice toads look at each other, then one of them beckons you on.

Those who follow are led to the largest of the dwellings, and then within. The air in here is surprisingly warm. Ice surrounds you, but the temperature is quite tolerable.

Your guide bows to the occupant and steps aside. On the dais is an obviously very old member of the species. Their legs appear to be withered to the point of uselessness. But from a reclining position, they croak out, in oddly distorted but reasonably understandable common, "The master sends you to us? For what purpose?"

"Ah yes, hello there Master Toad! My name is Peregrine Pennington and these here band of merry adventurers are the Silver Blaze. As to why we're here, your master has tasked us with finding a difficult to spot crevasse that a thief may have fled into a very long time ago. He said it would be near here and that you fine amphibians could show us the way. We mean to go there and retrieve his things. A red tiefling may have come by a year or so ago for the same thing." 

"We know of that place as the death hole for a reason. I do not suggest entering lightly. But if you wish it, I will send scouts to show you the way."