Arxius is wary, trying to keep herself calm after feeling like she'd already run a mile from this creature. Now they are face to face with it and not hiding she studies it closely. It reminds her of the creatures the Simic Scientist created in their cages. Makes her think about what she could have become. Not so different, she supposes.
As I said, we're travelers from the south. Going through these lands is the fastest path to our destination. We make no claim on your territory. We did not know you claimed this as your territory.
How were we to know this is your territory? I saw no proclamations or signs during our travels.
As soon as Shake hears the giant monster talk he calms down a bit. Talking is his specialty. He copies Alten and bows low to the giant beast in front of him.
"Oh mighty and majestic master. Truly, you are magnificent. Never have we seen anybody with such beauty and strength. We are in awe of you. If our presence displeases you then we apologize most humbly. (he bows even further). We did not mean to trespass into your domain, and we would be happy to leave here and provide whatever recompense we can for our transgression. Furthermore, as a masterful bard, it would be my pleasure to spread word of your peerless strength and cunning, and ensure that you are left alone, if that is your wish."
As I said, we're travelers from the south. Going through these lands is the fastest path to our destination. We make no claim on your territory. We did not know you claimed this as your territory.
How were we to know this is your territory? I saw no proclamations or signs during our travels.
As soon as Shake hears the giant monster talk he calms down a bit. Talking is his specialty. He copies Alten and bows low to the giant beast in front of him.
"Oh mighty and majestic master. Truly, you are magnificent. Never have we seen anybody with such beauty and strength. We are in awe of you. If our presence displeases you then we apologize most humbly. (he bows even further). We did not mean to trespass into your domain, and we would be happy to leave here and provide whatever recompense we can for our transgression. Furthermore, as a masterful bard, it would be my pleasure to spread word of your peerless strength and cunning, and ensure that you are left alone, if that is your wish."
[It's not speaking aloud, Alten heard it's "voice" in his head.]
When the creature hears Shake's praise it immediately (and swiftly) turns to face Shake. The owl's feathers ruffle in pleasure at the complements, the wolves eyes gleam, and the horse head raises proudly.
You all hear it's voice in your head now, "This pleases me.. the small one pays respect and knows his place in the world. I have no use of written or verbal word.. no use for the trappings of the world... this is my domain and those who cross it pay tribute or become the tribute. Many meals I have made of the ignorant, many bones are scattered across these rocks. Now, what tribute do you have? Make it good or I will see if your flesh is better."
As I said, we're travelers from the south. Going through these lands is the fastest path to our destination. We make no claim on your territory. We did not know you claimed this as your territory.
How were we to know this is your territory? I saw no proclamations or signs during our travels.
"Insolent.. or dull... which are you half-elf?"
Insolent was not my intent. Plain spoken and direct is my preferred style. If you think of it as dull, that is your choice.
As I said, we're travelers from the south. Going through these lands is the fastest path to our destination. We make no claim on your territory. We did not know you claimed this as your territory.
How were we to know this is your territory? I saw no proclamations or signs during our travels.
"Insolent.. or dull... which are you half-elf?"
Insolent was not my intent. Plain spoken and direct is my preferred style. If you think of it as dull, that is your choice.
The creature pays you no mind as it awaits Shake's reply greedily.
"Forgive me," Rees says, making an attempt at a curtsey and giving up halfway through, bowing instead. "I fear I may be dull compared to you as well, but you say you have no use for the trappings of the world but would like a tribute -- are you looking specifically for food? or...? I have an extra horse you may have if that's pleasing enough? Oh! I have some rat jerky...and a shiny rock that I thought was pretty..."
"Excellent ideas. We have many excellent items. Also, many have said my music was 'out of this world.' If the trappings we have are too worldly then perhaps I could provide you with a song?" Shake says bowing low once again.
The creature's heads lick their jowls at the prospect of food, "Horse meat is delicious... one of those will do... what else do you have that is shiny that I will make my nest look opulent?"
Shake pats his mostly empty pockets and then slowly, almost reverently, pulls out his pan flute. His hands shaking with moment as he places the flute in front of the creature. "Here your majesty. These pipes are my most treasured possession. I hope they bring you as much joy as they brought to me and those for whom I played with them." As he backs away from the instrument and the monster his eyes become misty and a single tear falls down his right cheek.
Arxius gets down off her horse and opens her pack. She pauses for a moment before she takes out the elven statue. [about two hand lengths and one hand width, figure looks divine] She moves towards the chimera, bows deeply, and then places the statue on the ground before her and takes a step back. "We only found this recently. I was taken from my home as a child. Made to be different like you were. I have never had anything of my home or my people. But I am not one of them any more, so I suppose I am better off without those ties."
Grom kinda snapping out of his awe realizing this creature is 1 very real... and 2 this is happening... Will pull out the Ice Dragon Scale he collected and offer it to the creature..
With a respectful bow.
Greetings Master Chimera. My name is Alten. We're traveling northward from Oakhurst. May we be sone sort of assistance?
"Fiction is the lie through which we tell the truth." A Camus
Arxius is wary, trying to keep herself calm after feeling like she'd already run a mile from this creature. Now they are face to face with it and not hiding she studies it closely. It reminds her of the creatures the Simic Scientist created in their cages. Makes her think about what she could have become. Not so different, she supposes.
Arxius, Elven Simic Hybrid Ranger in Tales from the Yawning Portal
In a flash the creature races forward and closes the gap between itself and the party. It halts just before you and begins to circle the party...
It's heads eye you all with the look of a hungry predator...
It stops circling you and stands in front of Alten. It moves its shoulders so that owl head is staring at you.
You hear a voice in your head, "Hooo are you and why do you enter my territory so boldly?"
As I said, we're travelers from the south. Going through these lands is the fastest path to our destination. We make no claim on your territory. We did not know you claimed this as your territory.
How were we to know this is your territory? I saw no proclamations or signs during our travels.
"Fiction is the lie through which we tell the truth." A Camus
As soon as Shake hears the giant monster talk he calms down a bit. Talking is his specialty. He copies Alten and bows low to the giant beast in front of him.
"Oh mighty and majestic master. Truly, you are magnificent. Never have we seen anybody with such beauty and strength. We are in awe of you. If our presence displeases you then we apologize most humbly. (he bows even further). We did not mean to trespass into your domain, and we would be happy to leave here and provide whatever recompense we can for our transgression. Furthermore, as a masterful bard, it would be my pleasure to spread word of your peerless strength and cunning, and ensure that you are left alone, if that is your wish."
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"Insolent.. or dull... which are you half-elf?"
[It's not speaking aloud, Alten heard it's "voice" in his head.]
When the creature hears Shake's praise it immediately (and swiftly) turns to face Shake. The owl's feathers ruffle in pleasure at the complements, the wolves eyes gleam, and the horse head raises proudly.
You all hear it's voice in your head now, "This pleases me.. the small one pays respect and knows his place in the world. I have no use of written or verbal word.. no use for the trappings of the world... this is my domain and those who cross it pay tribute or become the tribute. Many meals I have made of the ignorant, many bones are scattered across these rocks. Now, what tribute do you have? Make it good or I will see if your flesh is better."
Insolent was not my intent. Plain spoken and direct is my preferred style. If you think of it as dull, that is your choice.
"Fiction is the lie through which we tell the truth." A Camus
The creature pays you no mind as it awaits Shake's reply greedily.
Grom just stands there in awe...
but behind him his quill is taking notes in a notebook, writing down every detail about this creature..
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"Forgive me," Rees says, making an attempt at a curtsey and giving up halfway through, bowing instead. "I fear I may be dull compared to you as well, but you say you have no use for the trappings of the world but would like a tribute -- are you looking specifically for food? or...? I have an extra horse you may have if that's pleasing enough? Oh! I have some rat jerky...and a shiny rock that I thought was pretty..."
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"Excellent ideas. We have many excellent items. Also, many have said my music was 'out of this world.' If the trappings we have are too worldly then perhaps I could provide you with a song?" Shake says bowing low once again.
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The creature's heads lick their jowls at the prospect of food, "Horse meat is delicious... one of those will do... what else do you have that is shiny that I will make my nest look opulent?"
Would you like two shiny silver earrings with these iridescent moonstones?
"Fiction is the lie through which we tell the truth." A Camus
"That's a start...." the voice says as the wolf licks its chops.
I believe this silver necklace is the only other shiny thing we have in our inventory. May it make your nest glow.
"Fiction is the lie through which we tell the truth." A Camus
"If you think that will be enough tribute then you are mistaken... I need something from each of you - nobody get's a free pass."
Shake pats his mostly empty pockets and then slowly, almost reverently, pulls out his pan flute. His hands shaking with moment as he places the flute in front of the creature. "Here your majesty. These pipes are my most treasured possession. I hope they bring you as much joy as they brought to me and those for whom I played with them." As he backs away from the instrument and the monster his eyes become misty and a single tear falls down his right cheek.
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Arxius gets down off her horse and opens her pack. She pauses for a moment before she takes out the elven statue. [
about two hand lengths and one hand width, figure looks divine] She moves towards the chimera, bows deeply, and then places the statue on the ground before her and takes a step back. "We only found this recently. I was taken from my home as a child. Made to be different like you were. I have never had anything of my home or my people. But I am not one of them any more, so I suppose I am better off without those ties."Arxius, Elven Simic Hybrid Ranger in Tales from the Yawning Portal
Grom kinda snapping out of his awe realizing this creature is 1 very real... and 2 this is happening...
Will pull out the Ice Dragon Scale he collected and offer it to the creature..
"Maybe your interested in this?"
Grombrindal "The White Dwarf" (Dwarf - Wizard) - Fenris_Worldsbane's Tales from the Yawning Portal
