"My friend it is the Festival of Joy! Should you need a reason to celebrate being happy? We have nothing to fear so we celebrate. It keeps the joys of the world at large when we express the positivity to the forest and world around us! Now come tell me.. What is your joyous name?"
Mort can tell that the man is truly happy.
Nedrick investigates the shops around and sees there are tons of food bits, instruments to use and signs to hold. A couple walk in front of Nedrick and approaches a lady at a table and purchases a ball. He hits it and throws it into the air. It explodes with a little pop sounds letting out strings of colored confetti that fall down to the ground. They lay there for a second then disappear right in front of Nedrick's eyes. There seems to be only festival celebration pieces around.
Nedrick beginning to be at ease with this strange place. He finds something to lean up against and takes in a deep breath closes his eyes for a moment and then opens them. He scans the party with a smile seeing if appears to be paying close attention to he or his party.
Nedrick scans to room but so far nobody seems to be paying to much attention to his party except for the man talking to Mort and the occasional group of people trying to get TT, Hunding and Rhaucred to participate in the festivities. As Nedrick stands there, he notices a woman approach him with blonde, coily hair tight in a ponytail that reveals a light delicate face with a single freckle on her right cheek. Glittering green eyes, set high within their sockets, stare deeply into Nedrick's eyes as approaches him and says "Come dance with me fine sir! I see your smile, but true joy is participating and not just watching!" There's something charming about her, maybe it is her soft green eyes or her delicate voice.
Nedrick looks back into those glittering green eyes and it reminds him almost of home. He tucks his cloak back slightly not wanting to risk pricking this fine lass with his poison dagger.
"I have always been more of a participant rather than an observer. Follow my lead and be amazed my dear girl!"
Nedrick breaks out into a tango with this blonde girl.
Nedrick dances with the girl showing her how to tango. She looks at him surprised and asks "What is this dance? I have never seen it before. Teach me more!" Nedrick continues to dance with the lass for what seems to be minutes. Until finally she stops and bows and says "You are a great dancer, but I now I must participate in the pie tasting ceremony. Would you like to join? I am sure you would love the dishes!"
"Well thank you my lady! I do say I thank you for your company and for the invitation to partake in the language of love. I do say I will not be participating this fine day in the pie eating contest but I will gladly hold your hair back while you indulge! I do enjoy watching a woman eat a nice pie. Would you give this humble man the honor?"
She smiles and nods then grabs Nedrick by the hand and leads him to a large tent on the other side of the market the sign on top slowly translates to "Pie contest!" as Nedrick approaches. They both enter the tent and she sits down at the far table and motions Nedrick to her. She looks to him and says "The way this works is that the pie that gets consumed the most is the best tasting pie and wins the competition. That one over there is mine so I need to make sure I have as much as I can."
A tall thin man walks into the tent and begins his festive speech. "There are five pies to be consumed and who will win? On the count of 3 the contest will begin! 3... 2... 1... Begin!"
The woman in front of Nedrick stands up with her plate and moves straight to her pie. She piles as much as she can and runs back to the table and starts eating in feverishly. Nedrick is amazed by how fast she is eating when she suddenly stops and begins to choke.
OOC: If you would like to help her not choke, please roll a medicine check
She coughs and breathes heavily for a second and says "Thank you. I always lose to Ioelena over there" as she motions her head to the woman eating pie on the other side of the room at a separate table "but not this time." She barely finishes her sentence before she throws her head back into the plate and continue shoveling her pie into her mouth. Nedrick continues to watch her. Another minute goes by and the tall elven man yells loudly "The contest is almost over, is Ioelena going to win again this time?" Nedrick glances over at the pies and notices that Ioelena's pie is slightly ahead of the woman that he has danced with.
Mort taking a gulp of the wine is immediately taken away by the flavor. Potent yet soft, earthy yet airy. Every time he thinks one flavor is too much it lightens to another.
The man looks at Mort and says "New world? This is the old world! You are just new to the old world!" The man leans back and slaps his leg while giving off a short chuckle. "There is not much to me except magic and the joy of the world. I make the wine around here and that batch you just had is my latest addition, but it is my favorite. It comes from the grapes of the mushroom trees. Potent when raw but delicious when aged!"
“im what you might call a wine connoisseur...”*hiccup*
mort takes another swig
“this is truly remarkable, i know many men that would gladly pay a small fortune just for a flask. potent mushroom tree grapes...how curious. potent in what way exactly? *hiccup*
The man looks at Mort and replies "Potent with taste. Too much. Sometimes the flavor just needs to be aged in a joyous atmosphere for the flavor to spread out and ripen to the desired sweetness. If you are interested in making a fortune, I only sell in smiles and favors. I have some extra wine if you have something of trade?"
“I am a man of exquisite taste and would never trade a flask of this for any fortune, small or large. but I would cherish it to the last drop”
mort takes another swig
”I do not know what i could offer a man such as yourself, but seeing as this is a festival of joy, perhaps you would be interested in this?”
mort pulls out the necromancers teddy bear.
”my friends and i recently discovered this in a lair of the most vilest of villains. *hiccup* I expect that once upon a time, it brought even his dark soul great joy.”
The man sees the teddy bear and responds "Adorable let me see it!" he moves his hand and touches it barely when you see his eyes go white for a split second. He looks at Mort and says "There is too much sadness in that bear. It did not belong to a necromancer but to a girl who was taken and experimented on by a necromancer. She poured her torment into that bear and cared about it more than herself. She even left her wand to protect it from the necromancer and the crab. I can not take such a thing. How can mortals be that cruel? Are you the same way? I dare to question why you would bring such a thing to a joyous festival?" The man sighs and says "Mort you must tell me something joyous soon or I fear the festival will be ruined for me."
the blood drains from morts face turning him pale. he goes to take a drink but for the first time in his life mort cannot bring himself to swallow.
“how tragic, i had no idea...”
mort sits silently for a moment, thinking deeply before turning back to the man.
“I fear that i am not as familiar with the pleasures of joy as yourself, but one thing ive come to learn during my travels is that the greatest joy comes from imparting it onto others. wether it be charity, kindness, or even friendship, take this opportunity and share your wisdom with a wretched sole such as mine. teach me how to appreciate these gifts and truly find joy for myself, and by doing so, perhaps it will grant you the joy of changing a man for the better.”
mort looks deeply into the mans eyes
“I am an empty canvas, leave your mark on me and teach me how to live”
The man looks at the ground as Mort talks to him then looks up to him as he finishes. There seems to be a brief sadness in his eyes before he smiles again and says "I can teach a mortal how to be joyous! Yes, yes this is perfect. I know exactly what to do. Stay here. I need to get something." The man moves away into the market and Mort follows him with his eyes but he soon loses him behind some people.
This post has potentially manipulated dice roll results.
Though initially on her guard upon meeting new people for the first time, TT's senses are immediately overcome by the aroma of food around her. "Food.....good smells......"
Nedrick wants to walk around to see what wares appear to be sold in this market.
Investigation: 9
"My friend it is the Festival of Joy! Should you need a reason to celebrate being happy? We have nothing to fear so we celebrate. It keeps the joys of the world at large when we express the positivity to the forest and world around us! Now come tell me.. What is your joyous name?"
Mort can tell that the man is truly happy.
Nedrick investigates the shops around and sees there are tons of food bits, instruments to use and signs to hold. A couple walk in front of Nedrick and approaches a lady at a table and purchases a ball. He hits it and throws it into the air. It explodes with a little pop sounds letting out strings of colored confetti that fall down to the ground. They lay there for a second then disappear right in front of Nedrick's eyes. There seems to be only festival celebration pieces around.
Nedrick beginning to be at ease with this strange place. He finds something to lean up against and takes in a deep breath closes his eyes for a moment and then opens them. He scans the party with a smile seeing if appears to be paying close attention to he or his party.
Perception: 7
Nedrick scans to room but so far nobody seems to be paying to much attention to his party except for the man talking to Mort and the occasional group of people trying to get TT, Hunding and Rhaucred to participate in the festivities. As Nedrick stands there, he notices a woman approach him with blonde, coily hair tight in a ponytail that reveals a light delicate face with a single freckle on her right cheek. Glittering green eyes, set high within their sockets, stare deeply into Nedrick's eyes as approaches him and says "Come dance with me fine sir! I see your smile, but true joy is participating and not just watching!" There's something charming about her, maybe it is her soft green eyes or her delicate voice.
Nedrick looks back into those glittering green eyes and it reminds him almost of home. He tucks his cloak back slightly not wanting to risk pricking this fine lass with his poison dagger.
"I have always been more of a participant rather than an observer. Follow my lead and be amazed my dear girl!"
Nedrick breaks out into a tango with this blonde girl.
Performance: 13
Nedrick dances with the girl showing her how to tango. She looks at him surprised and asks "What is this dance? I have never seen it before. Teach me more!" Nedrick continues to dance with the lass for what seems to be minutes. Until finally she stops and bows and says "You are a great dancer, but I now I must participate in the pie tasting ceremony. Would you like to join? I am sure you would love the dishes!"
Nedrick smiles back and bows.
"Well thank you my lady! I do say I thank you for your company and for the invitation to partake in the language of love. I do say I will not be participating this fine day in the pie eating contest but I will gladly hold your hair back while you indulge! I do enjoy watching a woman eat a nice pie. Would you give this humble man the honor?"
She smiles and nods then grabs Nedrick by the hand and leads him to a large tent on the other side of the market the sign on top slowly translates to "Pie contest!" as Nedrick approaches. They both enter the tent and she sits down at the far table and motions Nedrick to her. She looks to him and says "The way this works is that the pie that gets consumed the most is the best tasting pie and wins the competition. That one over there is mine so I need to make sure I have as much as I can."
A tall thin man walks into the tent and begins his festive speech. "There are five pies to be consumed and who will win? On the count of 3 the contest will begin! 3... 2... 1... Begin!"
The woman in front of Nedrick stands up with her plate and moves straight to her pie. She piles as much as she can and runs back to the table and starts eating in feverishly. Nedrick is amazed by how fast she is eating when she suddenly stops and begins to choke.
OOC: If you would like to help her not choke, please roll a medicine check
Nedrick runs over with his eyes wide and thrusts into the woman trying to dislodge the pie!
Medicine: 20
mort is my name, dice is my game! my friends and i were in great need of a good time, and we so fortunately stumbled into this joyous festival.
mort takes a great swig of his wine
”tell me friend, this land is unfamiliar to me and i would love to know more. why dont you tell me a little about yourself and this great new world”
She coughs and breathes heavily for a second and says "Thank you. I always lose to Ioelena over there" as she motions her head to the woman eating pie on the other side of the room at a separate table "but not this time." She barely finishes her sentence before she throws her head back into the plate and continue shoveling her pie into her mouth. Nedrick continues to watch her. Another minute goes by and the tall elven man yells loudly "The contest is almost over, is Ioelena going to win again this time?" Nedrick glances over at the pies and notices that Ioelena's pie is slightly ahead of the woman that he has danced with.
Mort taking a gulp of the wine is immediately taken away by the flavor. Potent yet soft, earthy yet airy. Every time he thinks one flavor is too much it lightens to another.
The man looks at Mort and says "New world? This is the old world! You are just new to the old world!" The man leans back and slaps his leg while giving off a short chuckle. "There is not much to me except magic and the joy of the world. I make the wine around here and that batch you just had is my latest addition, but it is my favorite. It comes from the grapes of the mushroom trees. Potent when raw but delicious when aged!"
“im what you might call a wine connoisseur...”*hiccup*
mort takes another swig
“this is truly remarkable, i know many men that would gladly pay a small fortune just for a flask. potent mushroom tree grapes...how curious. potent in what way exactly? *hiccup*
The man looks at Mort and replies "Potent with taste. Too much. Sometimes the flavor just needs to be aged in a joyous atmosphere for the flavor to spread out and ripen to the desired sweetness. If you are interested in making a fortune, I only sell in smiles and favors. I have some extra wine if you have something of trade?"
“I am a man of exquisite taste and would never trade a flask of this for any fortune, small or large. but I would cherish it to the last drop”
mort takes another swig
”I do not know what i could offer a man such as yourself, but seeing as this is a festival of joy, perhaps you would be interested in this?”
mort pulls out the necromancers teddy bear.
”my friends and i recently discovered this in a lair of the most vilest of villains. *hiccup* I expect that once upon a time, it brought even his dark soul great joy.”
The man sees the teddy bear and responds "Adorable let me see it!" he moves his hand and touches it barely when you see his eyes go white for a split second. He looks at Mort and says "There is too much sadness in that bear. It did not belong to a necromancer but to a girl who was taken and experimented on by a necromancer. She poured her torment into that bear and cared about it more than herself. She even left her wand to protect it from the necromancer and the crab. I can not take such a thing. How can mortals be that cruel? Are you the same way? I dare to question why you would bring such a thing to a joyous festival?" The man sighs and says "Mort you must tell me something joyous soon or I fear the festival will be ruined for me."
the blood drains from morts face turning him pale. he goes to take a drink but for the first time in his life mort cannot bring himself to swallow.
“how tragic, i had no idea...”
mort sits silently for a moment, thinking deeply before turning back to the man.
“I fear that i am not as familiar with the pleasures of joy as yourself, but one thing ive come to learn during my travels is that the greatest joy comes from imparting it onto others. wether it be charity, kindness, or even friendship, take this opportunity and share your wisdom with a wretched sole such as mine. teach me how to appreciate these gifts and truly find joy for myself, and by doing so, perhaps it will grant you the joy of changing a man for the better.”
mort looks deeply into the mans eyes
“I am an empty canvas, leave your mark on me and teach me how to live”
The man looks at the ground as Mort talks to him then looks up to him as he finishes. There seems to be a brief sadness in his eyes before he smiles again and says "I can teach a mortal how to be joyous! Yes, yes this is perfect. I know exactly what to do. Stay here. I need to get something." The man moves away into the market and Mort follows him with his eyes but he soon loses him behind some people.
Though initially on her guard upon meeting new people for the first time, TT's senses are immediately overcome by the aroma of food around her.
"Food.....good smells......"
Perception: 21
mort turns back to his drink and takes a large gulp, returning the rose back to his cheeks.
”ah now i remember joy” *hiccup*
waiting on the man to return, mort turns the the nearest man and smiles.
”up for some dice? lady luck has truly blessed us today”
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round 1: 5 4
round 2: 5 5
round 3: 4 3
round 4: 5 1
round 5: 1 6
round6: 5 6
round 7: 4 6
round 8: 2 1
round 9: 6 4
round 10 4 3
tie breaker: 6 5