Three appeared taken aback for a second. However, after a look at Taman and only just then realizing a certain half-elf seemed to have scampered off at some point, the chimera shoulders sagged at the realization... For but a moment, in any case, before perking up at some epiphany.
"We can, er, well... Mmmmn... Probably best to have'm meet us here. 'cause like, I get the feeling that if we have to wander about in this city for a bit too long, I'm totally gonna get distracted by somethin' or other. And then who knows what happens then!" She exclaimed excitedly. "Also, uh... is there like a kitchen in here? Kinda wanna see if I can prepare this sucker a bit for everyone? But if not, I'm happy to eat it as-is."At that point she smiled broadly at the two Tabaxi, revealing a plentiful amount of shark-like teeth.
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Fujin, who seems to have zoned out from all of the talk of details and specifics, perks up again at hearing about new companions. "Aie, wot did happen to that half-elf? He fall off at sea or some shiet? Wait-" Fujin frantically checks his person for his coin purse and lets out a sigh of relief when he quickly pats it where it normally is. "Oh thank Moradin, nevermind then. Well count me all in for new people. More stories to hear and more help in kickin' the arses of the poor bastards unlucky enough to be steppin' in our way!" The dwarf raises his warhammer in the air in a thrusting motion, as if to silently cheer.
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River Mist motions to Flask of Wine, who quickly slides out of the small door leading into the room. She then says, "Don't worry, they'll be back soon."
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Asmodai | Feral Tiefling - Rogue 2| AC 15 HP 15| Passive Perception: 10; Passive Investigation: 12; Passive Insight: 10| Equipped: Studded Leather Armor, Rapier, Short Bow, 2 Daggers, Backpack, Quiver and Boots of Elvenkind | Wielding: Rapier and Dagger sheathed, Shortbow slung over back
Three simply nodded in response to River Mist. But while she yet waited to hear about a kitchen as well, she turns to Fujin and says, "I don't /think/ he fell in the drink. If anything, he might've just kinda gotten a little lost in port. Or even distracted and separated from us once we saw all the biggie lizards in town!" Three commented. "Which, ya know, kinda reminds of the time we met this sea farer guy I knew from waterdeep back in some dwarven ruins. Not entirely sure what happened there... BUT, I think once he figured we covered for'em well enough -- 'cause he like kinda got in some troubles with these weird dwarves in the ruin -- that he'd figure he skeedadle just in case they were still butt hurt and came looking for'em again."She explained.
After then taking a hearty bite out of the neck of her raptor, she went on to say with a mouthful of meat and scales, "Ei'er way, I'm shore e's fine! 'n 'at we'll see 'im la'er!
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After about 20 minutes, Flask of Wine shows up with another Tabaxi and a Fairy flying just behind over his head. Flask of Wine points at the other Tabaxi and says, "This one likes to sing, a lot., but he's good in a pinch." Then pointing up at the Fairy says, "And this one, He's tougher than he looks."
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Asmodai | Feral Tiefling - Rogue 2| AC 15 HP 15| Passive Perception: 10; Passive Investigation: 12; Passive Insight: 10| Equipped: Studded Leather Armor, Rapier, Short Bow, 2 Daggers, Backpack, Quiver and Boots of Elvenkind | Wielding: Rapier and Dagger sheathed, Shortbow slung over back
Shere looks at the person infront of him "I thought returning back home. Would save my sanity. But now that I see these forreigners." He takes his hat off is head and slightly bows "It is too late."
"My name is Shere of Solstice." He flurrishes his broad brimmed hat. while bowing his bushy tail accidently bops the fairy behind him "Hola amigos." his trench coat covers studded leather armor.
The halfling who bows in front of you would seem normal enough if he weren't wearing what appears to be a brass diving helmet. The bow slung over his shoulder looks amazing and the rapier attached to his hip looks pristine.
"Nice to meet you. Rivon Quickstep, at your service."
A stout, tough dwarf leans on the center table with a large, ornate, gilded warhammer rested at his feet. As he notes your enterance and stands up straight, you note the variety of different weapons he's carrying on him, from an especially shiny shortsword, to the handaxes on his belt, or the longsword he carries on his back. As you bow he returns it with a deep nod.
"Aie, the name's Fujin Ironstar. Pleasure to be meetin' ya an' all that good stuff. Word on the street's soundin' like you're likin' the idea of goin' on some adventure, aie?"
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A tall, blue-skinned woman, whose skin itself seemed more a carapace than actual flesh, glanced over with a maw bloodied from her dino "snack" in hand. A simple, but silvered carnival mallet rests at her side against the table, along with several other armaments. Unlike her companions, she bears no armor, but rather appeared at ease in the simple but tough traveler's affair of someone native of waterdeep, if albeit with rolled back sleeves and darker tones to her cloth.
As soon as violet eyes laid upon the newcomers, black painted lips parted in wide grin revealing a mouth filled with shark-like teeth. "And I'm Three! Well, technically Thressa, but I like Three more and most people call me that anyways. But it's a pleasure to meet'cha both! Also, is that like a trench coat of colding? 'cause like, that's gotta be hot wearing that with all the fur." Three asked excitedly. "Oh oh! And this Tom!" She quickly snatched up and held high the mallet from her seat.
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The small fairy hovers closer to the group. He wears leather armor and carries a small mace on his hip. His eyes grow wide as he looks at the people in front of him. He excitedly flies in circle around the group grinning. "I saw the signs that I will encounter powerful allies! You must be the ones that the Gods pointed to. I am the Toot Toot" he said as he bowed in mid air. Upon saying this, he absentmindedly starts mumbling to himself "Wait, what were the signs again? Was I suppose to make powerful or weak allies... or was I suppose to go find a pet...hmmmm... I am pretty sure there were signs" Shortly after he looks up and says "Oh, my apologies. My name is Toot Toot! Servant and priest of Selûne, Our Lady of Silver! We welcome all under the moonlit sky."
Three unhesitatingly snickers at the fey's name, but would afterwards greet him with a smile and watch him with increasing interest as he fluttered about the room. Just as looked as if she might say something as well, she pauses for politeness sake upon hearing Flask, before then balling her hands into tight fist at her side and nodding in excitement.
"Ready as I'll ever be, Cap'n Flask!"She declared. Yet despite the bold claim, seeing Shere starting rubbing something in his fur drew a curious look, and then a glance at Rivon in hope of insight, if not the very least guidance.
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Toot Toot hovers around the room fascinated by everything. “I am ready too! Onward for Selûne! What are we ready for again?” Toot toot asks with a puzzled expression.
Fujin stares dumbfoundedly at Toot Toot, having a hard time fully processing this naive creature and how it's stayed alive, especially given that name. Under his breath he mumbles "Huh, guess the gods really do be doin' their workin' if this one's still breathing." Then speaking up to be heard "Aie, nice meetin' ya Toots, mind if I call ye Toots? Easier to be callin' that out in the midst'o'battle. Anyway, we be gettin' ready to travel to some ol' temple where a bunch'a people've died from horrible monsters and most everybody don't be comin' back from it. You ready to be delvin' intah a horrid place like that, r'do you want tah back out while you still can?" Fujin's face gets more and more grim and a twisted, toothy grimace crawls through his beard and he leans in slightly as he's speaking. He stares Toot Toot dead in the eyes as he's saying this, his focus not breaking for a second.
(On the side of being all menacing, Fujin would like to try to recall what all he's heard about Selûne from his bits of reading he's done in his free time) Religion: 3
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Toot Toot tilts his head at Fujin and frowns "That is so sad, it is awful when people become lost and can not return from whence they went. Perhaps I can help guide them home or put those lost souls to rest" He starts to smile and in a louder voice says, "Toots! that's a fun and funny word, Toots! You can call me that, after all, Toot Toot is not my true name but so so sooooooooooooooooooooooooo much easier to say" Toot Toot looks at the others and says "So, what are we waiting for?"
Fujin's dark expression fades away in an instant, "Aie, that's bein' all the motive I needed to hear. I's just checkin' to be sure y'weren't gonna run out on us when we get there. I'm gettin' the feeling that we're gonna be losing at least a one or two numbers from all the dangerous shiet I've heard, so as long as yer prepared for that possibility then 'ats all good with me."
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Three appeared taken aback for a second. However, after a look at Taman and only just then realizing a certain half-elf seemed to have scampered off at some point, the chimera shoulders sagged at the realization... For but a moment, in any case, before perking up at some epiphany.
"We can, er, well... Mmmmn... Probably best to have'm meet us here. 'cause like, I get the feeling that if we have to wander about in this city for a bit too long, I'm totally gonna get distracted by somethin' or other. And then who knows what happens then!" She exclaimed excitedly. "Also, uh... is there like a kitchen in here? Kinda wanna see if I can prepare this sucker a bit for everyone? But if not, I'm happy to eat it as-is." At that point she smiled broadly at the two Tabaxi, revealing a plentiful amount of shark-like teeth.
When you realize you're doing too much: Signature.
Fujin, who seems to have zoned out from all of the talk of details and specifics, perks up again at hearing about new companions. "Aie, wot did happen to that half-elf? He fall off at sea or some shiet? Wait-" Fujin frantically checks his person for his coin purse and lets out a sigh of relief when he quickly pats it where it normally is. "Oh thank Moradin, nevermind then. Well count me all in for new people. More stories to hear and more help in kickin' the arses of the poor bastards unlucky enough to be steppin' in our way!" The dwarf raises his warhammer in the air in a thrusting motion, as if to silently cheer.
Traveling the vast lands of Idisten vicariously via my players.
River Mist motions to Flask of Wine, who quickly slides out of the small door leading into the room. She then says, "Don't worry, they'll be back soon."
Dungeon Master - Balar's Tales from the Yawning Portal
Asmodai | Feral Tiefling - Rogue 2| AC 15 HP 15| Passive Perception: 10; Passive Investigation: 12; Passive Insight: 10| Equipped: Studded Leather Armor, Rapier, Short Bow, 2 Daggers, Backpack, Quiver and Boots of Elvenkind | Wielding: Rapier and Dagger sheathed, Shortbow slung over back
Three simply nodded in response to River Mist. But while she yet waited to hear about a kitchen as well, she turns to Fujin and says, "I don't /think/ he fell in the drink. If anything, he might've just kinda gotten a little lost in port. Or even distracted and separated from us once we saw all the biggie lizards in town!" Three commented. "Which, ya know, kinda reminds of the time we met this sea farer guy I knew from waterdeep back in some dwarven ruins. Not entirely sure what happened there... BUT, I think once he figured we covered for'em well enough -- 'cause he like kinda got in some troubles with these weird dwarves in the ruin -- that he'd figure he skeedadle just in case they were still butt hurt and came looking for'em again." She explained.
After then taking a hearty bite out of the neck of her raptor, she went on to say with a mouthful of meat and scales, "Ei'er way, I'm shore e's fine! 'n 'at we'll see 'im la'er!
When you realize you're doing too much: Signature.
After about 20 minutes, Flask of Wine shows up with another Tabaxi and a Fairy flying just behind over his head. Flask of Wine points at the other Tabaxi and says, "This one likes to sing, a lot., but he's good in a pinch." Then pointing up at the Fairy says, "And this one, He's tougher than he looks."
Dungeon Master - Balar's Tales from the Yawning Portal
Asmodai | Feral Tiefling - Rogue 2| AC 15 HP 15| Passive Perception: 10; Passive Investigation: 12; Passive Insight: 10| Equipped: Studded Leather Armor, Rapier, Short Bow, 2 Daggers, Backpack, Quiver and Boots of Elvenkind | Wielding: Rapier and Dagger sheathed, Shortbow slung over back
Shere looks at the person infront of him "I thought returning back home. Would save my sanity. But now that I see these forreigners." He takes his hat off is head and slightly bows "It is too late."
"My name is Shere of Solstice." He flurrishes his broad brimmed hat. while bowing his bushy tail accidently bops the fairy behind him "Hola amigos." his trench coat covers studded leather armor.
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Reminder for myself. Work together or fail apart. Talk with each other when necessary. Describe how, where, if, your character moved.
The sign on the trail ahead reads "DONT FEED THE DRAGON!" "Working Together" Follow this link please
The halfling who bows in front of you would seem normal enough if he weren't wearing what appears to be a brass diving helmet. The bow slung over his shoulder looks amazing and the rapier attached to his hip looks pristine.
"Nice to meet you. Rivon Quickstep, at your service."
A stout, tough dwarf leans on the center table with a large, ornate, gilded warhammer rested at his feet. As he notes your enterance and stands up straight, you note the variety of different weapons he's carrying on him, from an especially shiny shortsword, to the handaxes on his belt, or the longsword he carries on his back. As you bow he returns it with a deep nod.
"Aie, the name's Fujin Ironstar. Pleasure to be meetin' ya an' all that good stuff. Word on the street's soundin' like you're likin' the idea of goin' on some adventure, aie?"
Traveling the vast lands of Idisten vicariously via my players.
A tall, blue-skinned woman, whose skin itself seemed more a carapace than actual flesh, glanced over with a maw bloodied from her dino "snack" in hand. A simple, but silvered carnival mallet rests at her side against the table, along with several other armaments. Unlike her companions, she bears no armor, but rather appeared at ease in the simple but tough traveler's affair of someone native of waterdeep, if albeit with rolled back sleeves and darker tones to her cloth.
As soon as violet eyes laid upon the newcomers, black painted lips parted in wide grin revealing a mouth filled with shark-like teeth. "And I'm Three! Well, technically Thressa, but I like Three more and most people call me that anyways. But it's a pleasure to meet'cha both! Also, is that like a trench coat of colding? 'cause like, that's gotta be hot wearing that with all the fur." Three asked excitedly. "Oh oh! And this Tom!" She quickly snatched up and held high the mallet from her seat.
When you realize you're doing too much: Signature.
Rivon now wants a Trenchcoat of Colding more than anything in the world.
The small fairy hovers closer to the group. He wears leather armor and carries a small mace on his hip. His eyes grow wide as he looks at the people in front of him. He excitedly flies in circle around the group grinning. "I saw the signs that I will encounter powerful allies! You must be the ones that the Gods pointed to. I am the Toot Toot" he said as he bowed in mid air. Upon saying this, he absentmindedly starts mumbling to himself "Wait, what were the signs again? Was I suppose to make powerful or weak allies... or was I suppose to go find a pet...hmmmm... I am pretty sure there were signs" Shortly after he looks up and says "Oh, my apologies. My name is Toot Toot! Servant and priest of Selûne, Our Lady of Silver! We welcome all under the moonlit sky."
"Well, it seems like everyone is here. Are you ready to go, or did you need to get any items to prepare for your journey?" says Flask of Wine.
Dungeon Master - Balar's Tales from the Yawning Portal
Asmodai | Feral Tiefling - Rogue 2| AC 15 HP 15| Passive Perception: 10; Passive Investigation: 12; Passive Insight: 10| Equipped: Studded Leather Armor, Rapier, Short Bow, 2 Daggers, Backpack, Quiver and Boots of Elvenkind | Wielding: Rapier and Dagger sheathed, Shortbow slung over back
Rivon, on the verge of busting in half from his effort to not make a fart joke about Toot Toot, quickly says, "We're ready, let's get going!"
"No, it is not a trrench coat of colding but that would be nice. It protects against, bites. I come frrom Chult so this is my normal garrb."
He applies one of his anti insect salves to himself then gets ready to head out.
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Reminder for myself. Work together or fail apart. Talk with each other when necessary. Describe how, where, if, your character moved.
The sign on the trail ahead reads "DONT FEED THE DRAGON!" "Working Together" Follow this link please
Three unhesitatingly snickers at the fey's name, but would afterwards greet him with a smile and watch him with increasing interest as he fluttered about the room. Just as looked as if she might say something as well, she pauses for politeness sake upon hearing Flask, before then balling her hands into tight fist at her side and nodding in excitement.
"Ready as I'll ever be, Cap'n Flask!" She declared. Yet despite the bold claim, seeing Shere starting rubbing something in his fur drew a curious look, and then a glance at Rivon in hope of insight, if not the very least guidance.
When you realize you're doing too much: Signature.
Toot Toot hovers around the room fascinated by everything. “I am ready too! Onward for Selûne! What are we ready for again?” Toot toot asks with a puzzled expression.
Fujin stares dumbfoundedly at Toot Toot, having a hard time fully processing this naive creature and how it's stayed alive, especially given that name. Under his breath he mumbles "Huh, guess the gods really do be doin' their workin' if this one's still breathing." Then speaking up to be heard "Aie, nice meetin' ya Toots, mind if I call ye Toots? Easier to be callin' that out in the midst'o'battle. Anyway, we be gettin' ready to travel to some ol' temple where a bunch'a people've died from horrible monsters and most everybody don't be comin' back from it. You ready to be delvin' intah a horrid place like that, r'do you want tah back out while you still can?" Fujin's face gets more and more grim and a twisted, toothy grimace crawls through his beard and he leans in slightly as he's speaking. He stares Toot Toot dead in the eyes as he's saying this, his focus not breaking for a second.
(On the side of being all menacing, Fujin would like to try to recall what all he's heard about Selûne from his bits of reading he's done in his free time)
Religion: 3
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Toot Toot tilts his head at Fujin and frowns "That is so sad, it is awful when people become lost and can not return from whence they went. Perhaps I can help guide them home or put those lost souls to rest" He starts to smile and in a louder voice says, "Toots! that's a fun and funny word, Toots! You can call me that, after all, Toot Toot is not my true name but so so sooooooooooooooooooooooooo much easier to say" Toot Toot looks at the others and says "So, what are we waiting for?"
Fujin's dark expression fades away in an instant, "Aie, that's bein' all the motive I needed to hear. I's just checkin' to be sure y'weren't gonna run out on us when we get there. I'm gettin' the feeling that we're gonna be losing at least a one or two numbers from all the dangerous shiet I've heard, so as long as yer prepared for that possibility then 'ats all good with me."
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Shere looks at the group "How arre you fixed forr bug bites?" he says as he offers some insect repellant
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Reminder for myself. Work together or fail apart. Talk with each other when necessary. Describe how, where, if, your character moved.
The sign on the trail ahead reads "DONT FEED THE DRAGON!" "Working Together" Follow this link please