At the sound of his voice, Kouss turns to see Dalavash at a table.
This one knows nothing of the end of the world?... This one is like the rest... Yet this one addresses Kouss' allies...
Kouss sniffs the air once and returns his gaze to Aiden and Coryn.
Is this strange being of significance?... Kouss has never encountered one such as this... It can be a boon despite its ignorance of what is to come if it is willing and mighty... Powerful allies... Aiden and Coryn and this one and... Marril... Kouss wonders where Marril has gone...
Kouss straightens to his full 7 foot height and looks around the room. He sees Marril hanging back. His gravely voice rings out over the din of a tavern bustling with the energy of a free round being distributed:
Kouss has found new and powerful allies!... Marril will come meet them!...
As his spine sail lays flat once more, Kouss' head snaps back to Dalavash. Kouss lumbers over to the table and sits. He leans his head fully halfway over the table and addresses Dalavash, eyes narrowed.
Kouss wonders what this one calls itself... Kouss wonders why a hapless soft one such as this would associate with other beings trying to save the world if it doesn't think the world is going to end...
His attention jerks back to Aiden and Coryn. His head cocked at an angle.
You will sit, yes?...
His teeth click together a few times as he waits for a reaction.
Marril decided to head over to where the group was taking a large sip from the cup of ale she had been drinking before arriving at the table and setting it down. She was a lot less rigid now and more loss with her guard down and a smile on her face "what is it sharp teeth and you made some new friends who agree with the end of the world idea" she said grabbing a chair
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Looking at the new arrival, Coryn smiles and hops up to sit in a chair. “Well, preferably not the end of the world, but yes, when my god tells me there’s a great darkness looming, I have to listen.” As he speaks his hand reaches up to the symbol of Pelor around his neck and nervously taps it a few times.
"Hello friend, thirty gold and that nice bag.... well I don't think I could possibly turn down an offer that good." Phil would say with a smile as he reaches for his coin pouch. "I am a bit of an inventor of sorts.. an artificer to be exact and I am only as good as the tools I possess" The locathah would add. "You know I would be interested in a set of tinkerers tools as well if you have any... I used to use a set owned by my father.. Ralph.. Ralph Wonderwand. He had a wonderful set that I used to craft the armor I am wearing right now. It helps me to breath without having to soak myself every few hours..." Phil would say, sounding somewhat impressed with himself. "You know, perhaps if you could offer me some kind of bundle bargain on both sets if tools... I could advertise them for you.." The bulky artificer would say as his large bulging eyes lock on the goblin. "I could credit all my future inventions to the help of my trusty high quality tools that could only have come from your shop of course.." Phil would finish with a wide toothy grin.
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"hmm," The floating goblin has a ghostly hand appear and stroke his beard (yes a goblin with a beard) "Tinker tools, Glass Blowing tools, the special bag, and a favor for 65 gold. Hows that my fishy inventor friend?"
Kouss' attention returns to Dalavash as the others sit. His eyes grow wide as he reassesses the kalashtar and considers his words. He snorts derisively.
This one knows nothing of the end... AN end will come just as a being will die... THIS end is not natural... THIS end was foretold to Kouss... THIS end is evil...
Kouss regards Aiden and Coryn with his head angled awkwardly again.
What know these gods of the end?... Kouss will know what these gods have said... Perhaps these gods know something Kouss does not know...
His head jerks to a different awkward angle. He blinks for the first time that you've noticed.
Meepo will try to grab the button before it gets lost...
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Kern as you pull your head out of the pensive you feel a tug on the hem of your top. You will see a small kobald with intent face looking at a button dangling.
"Hi Meepo, fancy meeting you here I've been meaning to fix that, thanks for pointing it out. Your timing is a bit off, you need to approach right as I enter the bowl, and not after my face goes in." Kren will then stand and go to the table where his acquaintances are seated. "Have a potential bounty hunt if any are interested. Amara Stonehart, in the blood forest." He'll say under his breath to them.
"Need watch..." Meepo tells Kern as the man glances down when Meepo took the button. "No lost now..." Meepo says and holds the button out to Kern. "Meepo no here, then lost..." He shakes his head solemly. "Good Meepo here though." He says more upbeat. He smiles a smile filled with sharp and pointy teeth.
"A favor... well... That does sound like quite the deal friend... and the tools are of exquisite quality..." The locathah would say as he extends his large webbed hand for a handshake. A moment later before the goblin could reach his hand, he would pull it back a little. "Do you think... you let me know what sort of favor you would be interested in? Before I agree to the terms?" Phil would ask, his wide eyes bulging a bit more than usual as though he were trying to look into the goblins mind... leaning in a bit closer... not trying to be intimidating.. but just very interested and not too concerned with personal space as the smell of the sea grows stronger around the goblin.
Aiden just smiles Kouss and Coryn “Of course I’ll sit – its much better than standing. As for my goddess, I serve the Wild Mother Melora…” he begins to walk to the table and pulls out a chair to sit as he continues “In fact the boon she granted me was in order to defeat the coming plague. I was saved from a harsh fever that should’ve taken my life, during this time I saw the woods burning, swamps bubbling and the plans turning to sand…” Aiden pauses lifting the mug to his lips “Then I heard the people and creatures of the world screaming as they died one by one.” His eyes fade as he stares out into the crowd, the memory coming back as if it happened yesterday.
He turns to Dalavash and nods “I agree premonitions would be bad to go on alone – but we can trust the gods to have our best interest at heart. If both Melora and Pelor saw fit to cross our paths this means that their divine intervention is in the works and we should follow it.” He just chuckles a little as Kouss speaks more “Yes the god will know more then all of us, however they will help as much as they are able. Though what they know may not be a lot as well.” He just thinks for a second about where they maybe able to find a good lead, as he closes his eyes and just concentrates Melora, mother of the wild, please hear my prayer and watch over us if this be your will. Help guide our trip and journey by showing us the way. His eye open as he looks around at the group "So what should our next move be then to find some clues?"
As Kren walks up to the newly crowded table, Coryn hears him mention a bounty in the blood forest. “Well if the Blood Forest isn’t filled with danger and darkness, I don’t know what other lead we have.” Turning to face Kren, Coryn holds out his halfling hand and greets him. “Coryn Sunmeadow by the way, pleasure to make your acquaintance Mr.?”
"Blood forest ya don't say," says the tortule that was playing the piano. He has managed to sneak up behind you lot, yet the piano still plays. "Strange things be a happenin' in does parts these days. Drafters be breaking the halo left and right. The beasts be in an uproar all hours of the day and night. Rath be the closest place my captin be a going to and most these folks thinks he's crazy for that."
"A favor... well... That does sound like quite the deal friend... and the tools are of exquisite quality..." The locathah would say as he extends his large webbed hand for a handshake. A moment later before the goblin could reach his hand, he would pull it back a little. "Do you think... you let me know what sort of favor you would be interested in? Before I agree to the terms?" Phil would ask, his wide eyes bulging a bit more than usual as though he were trying to look into the goblins mind... leaning in a bit closer... not trying to be intimidating.. but just very interested and not too concerned with personal space as the smell of the sea grows stronger around the goblin.
The mage hand mimics hid right hand as he talks saying "ohh its nothing really, I'll put this little mark on you and if you're ever near something I need I'll know, then I'll contact you and you can retrieve it for me." He extends his hand the the mage hand mocks it to seal the deal.
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Immediately losing interest in further discussion of gods and wills, having heard no details to help in his quest, Kouss looks over at the sound of a goliath and kobold approaching. He looks back and forth between them several times trying to rationalize a connection...a reason the strangely matched pair would be coming to his table together. As they approach, the goliath speaks of a bounty and a strange tortle offers information about the place they speak of. It's confusing for Kouss but his new allies seem to be engaged so he plays along as best he can. He bares his teeth again in the same frightfully unnatural grin.
Kouss wonders what this giant one call itself?... Has this misshapen youngling lost its herd?...
His head jerks to the side as he stares into space.
What?... The other speaks falsehoods... Impossible...
He looks back to the table.
Are these beings powerful allies?... Even the youngling??...
Kouss clicks his teeth several times and his head jerks back and forth between his new friends at the table and the odd duo.
This Blood Forest... Is this where great evil lurks?... Kouss will go to the Blood Forest and destroy this evil... New powerful allies will help!... Marril and Aiden and this soft one who does not believe and Coryn and this giant one and... This strange youngling?...
Kren shakes his head a bit. "I don't know about all that, but my name's Krenaun, you can call me Kren" he'll tilt his glass in the lizard folks direction.
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“Well it‘s starting to seem like an arrangement is being made. I would like to come on this bounty if you would allow me to do so. It seems the lord Pelor has shone a light that has pointed me here to all of you.” Looking around at the growing crowd of people, Coryn smiles at the thought of not being alone at night anymore, but thinking of the Blood Forest makes him tap his symbol a few more times.
At the sound of his voice, Kouss turns to see Dalavash at a table.
This one knows nothing of the end of the world?... This one is like the rest... Yet this one addresses Kouss' allies...
Kouss sniffs the air once and returns his gaze to Aiden and Coryn.
Is this strange being of significance?... Kouss has never encountered one such as this... It can be a boon despite its ignorance of what is to come if it is willing and mighty... Powerful allies... Aiden and Coryn and this one and... Marril... Kouss wonders where Marril has gone...
Kouss straightens to his full 7 foot height and looks around the room. He sees Marril hanging back. His gravely voice rings out over the din of a tavern bustling with the energy of a free round being distributed:
Kouss has found new and powerful allies!... Marril will come meet them!...
As his spine sail lays flat once more, Kouss' head snaps back to Dalavash. Kouss lumbers over to the table and sits. He leans his head fully halfway over the table and addresses Dalavash, eyes narrowed.
Kouss wonders what this one calls itself... Kouss wonders why a hapless soft one such as this would associate with other beings trying to save the world if it doesn't think the world is going to end...
His attention jerks back to Aiden and Coryn. His head cocked at an angle.
You will sit, yes?...
His teeth click together a few times as he waits for a reaction.
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Marril decided to head over to where the group was taking a large sip from the cup of ale she had been drinking before arriving at the table and setting it down. She was a lot less rigid now and more loss with her guard down and a smile on her face "what is it sharp teeth and you made some new friends who agree with the end of the world idea" she said grabbing a chair
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Urselles(Goblin), Cleric of Eldath- The Wizard's challenge
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Looking at the new arrival, Coryn smiles and hops up to sit in a chair. “Well, preferably not the end of the world, but yes, when my god tells me there’s a great darkness looming, I have to listen.” As he speaks his hand reaches up to the symbol of Pelor around his neck and nervously taps it a few times.
Dalavash smiles Not intimidated Nd says, “did I say I don’t believe the world will end? I don’t recall doing so.”
”I did say we need more than vague premonitions as without that you know as much as I do...that the world will end..,eventually.”
"hmm," The floating goblin has a ghostly hand appear and stroke his beard (yes a goblin with a beard) "Tinker tools, Glass Blowing tools, the special bag, and a favor for 65 gold. Hows that my fishy inventor friend?"
Kouss' attention returns to Dalavash as the others sit. His eyes grow wide as he reassesses the kalashtar and considers his words. He snorts derisively.
This one knows nothing of the end... AN end will come just as a being will die... THIS end is not natural... THIS end was foretold to Kouss... THIS end is evil...
Kouss regards Aiden and Coryn with his head angled awkwardly again.
What know these gods of the end?... Kouss will know what these gods have said... Perhaps these gods know something Kouss does not know...
His head jerks to a different awkward angle. He blinks for the first time that you've noticed.
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Kern as you pull your head out of the pensive you feel a tug on the hem of your top. You will see a small kobald with intent face looking at a button dangling.
"Hi Meepo, fancy meeting you here I've been meaning to fix that, thanks for pointing it out. Your timing is a bit off, you need to approach right as I enter the bowl, and not after my face goes in." Kren will then stand and go to the table where his acquaintances are seated. "Have a potential bounty hunt if any are interested. Amara Stonehart, in the blood forest." He'll say under his breath to them.
"Need watch..." Meepo tells Kern as the man glances down when Meepo took the button. "No lost now..." Meepo says and holds the button out to Kern. "Meepo no here, then lost..." He shakes his head solemly. "Good Meepo here though." He says more upbeat. He smiles a smile filled with sharp and pointy teeth.
"A favor... well... That does sound like quite the deal friend... and the tools are of exquisite quality..." The locathah would say as he extends his large webbed hand for a handshake. A moment later before the goblin could reach his hand, he would pull it back a little. "Do you think... you let me know what sort of favor you would be interested in? Before I agree to the terms?" Phil would ask, his wide eyes bulging a bit more than usual as though he were trying to look into the goblins mind... leaning in a bit closer... not trying to be intimidating.. but just very interested and not too concerned with personal space as the smell of the sea grows stronger around the goblin.
Aiden just smiles Kouss and Coryn “Of course I’ll sit – its much better than standing. As for my goddess, I serve the Wild Mother Melora…” he begins to walk to the table and pulls out a chair to sit as he continues “In fact the boon she granted me was in order to defeat the coming plague. I was saved from a harsh fever that should’ve taken my life, during this time I saw the woods burning, swamps bubbling and the plans turning to sand…” Aiden pauses lifting the mug to his lips “Then I heard the people and creatures of the world screaming as they died one by one.” His eyes fade as he stares out into the crowd, the memory coming back as if it happened yesterday.
He turns to Dalavash and nods “I agree premonitions would be bad to go on alone – but we can trust the gods to have our best interest at heart. If both Melora and Pelor saw fit to cross our paths this means that their divine intervention is in the works and we should follow it.” He just chuckles a little as Kouss speaks more “Yes the god will know more then all of us, however they will help as much as they are able. Though what they know may not be a lot as well.” He just thinks for a second about where they maybe able to find a good lead, as he closes his eyes and just concentrates Melora, mother of the wild, please hear my prayer and watch over us if this be your will. Help guide our trip and journey by showing us the way. His eye open as he looks around at the group "So what should our next move be then to find some clues?"
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As Kren walks up to the newly crowded table, Coryn hears him mention a bounty in the blood forest. “Well if the Blood Forest isn’t filled with danger and darkness, I don’t know what other lead we have.” Turning to face Kren, Coryn holds out his halfling hand and greets him. “Coryn Sunmeadow by the way, pleasure to make your acquaintance Mr.?”
"Blood forest ya don't say," says the tortule that was playing the piano. He has managed to sneak up behind you lot, yet the piano still plays. "Strange things be a happenin' in does parts these days. Drafters be breaking the halo left and right. The beasts be in an uproar all hours of the day and night. Rath be the closest place my captin be a going to and most these folks thinks he's crazy for that."
The mage hand mimics hid right hand as he talks saying "ohh its nothing really, I'll put this little mark on you and if you're ever near something I need I'll know, then I'll contact you and you can retrieve it for me." He extends his hand the the mage hand mocks it to seal the deal.
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Kren will nod a thank you to the tortle and quietly drink and watch the crowd.
Thanksgiving Roll: 13
Immediately losing interest in further discussion of gods and wills, having heard no details to help in his quest, Kouss looks over at the sound of a goliath and kobold approaching. He looks back and forth between them several times trying to rationalize a connection...a reason the strangely matched pair would be coming to his table together. As they approach, the goliath speaks of a bounty and a strange tortle offers information about the place they speak of. It's confusing for Kouss but his new allies seem to be engaged so he plays along as best he can. He bares his teeth again in the same frightfully unnatural grin.
Kouss wonders what this giant one call itself?... Has this misshapen youngling lost its herd?...
His head jerks to the side as he stares into space.
What?... The other speaks falsehoods... Impossible...
He looks back to the table.
Are these beings powerful allies?... Even the youngling??...
Kouss clicks his teeth several times and his head jerks back and forth between his new friends at the table and the odd duo.
This Blood Forest... Is this where great evil lurks?... Kouss will go to the Blood Forest and destroy this evil... New powerful allies will help!... Marril and Aiden and this soft one who does not believe and Coryn and this giant one and... This strange youngling?...
(Thanksgiving Roll: 13)
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Kren shakes his head a bit. "I don't know about all that, but my name's Krenaun, you can call me Kren" he'll tilt his glass in the lizard folks direction.
“Well it‘s starting to seem like an arrangement is being made. I would like to come on this bounty if you would allow me to do so. It seems the lord Pelor has shone a light that has pointed me here to all of you.” Looking around at the growing crowd of people, Coryn smiles at the thought of not being alone at night anymore, but thinking of the Blood Forest makes him tap his symbol a few more times.
Thanksgiving Roll: 17
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