OOC: Aisha's action is confirmed...is everyone else going along with her, or exploring the city on their own? I'd like to know what each character is doing so that I can resolve your exploration all at once so that things don't get too scattered.
Harmony had heard Aisha, nodding back as she agreed to the plan. She then would go on her own to the biggest common area in the middle of the city like a town square. Then she will start putting on an impromptu performance, singing and hoping that her appearance and song will attract attention in a good way, asking any one who watched her that might look like a guard or a merchant if they know anything about artifacts and where such things might be stored here in an innocent touristy manner.
Garu kneels down and feels the dirt under paws then smells it. "May the light shine in all places we go!", Garu states aloud. "Which way to our destination?"
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"Garu, let me know if your petition is answered," Abraxas says. "I am interested in all the help we can receive." He looks around, an eyebrow high. "I'm going to look for the Order of Skogyr and information there. We might travel together, if you'd like." Abraxas then just asks. He'll look for the City Watch or a knowledgable merchant and persuasively request directions to the order: 19.
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AISHA:
You recall some cultural details about the city. Citizens of Lyrikav value quiet and meditation, and it is very common for ground-level homes to have a meditation room or zen garden. Family honor and reputation is valued highly here, more so than that of the individual's. Any summoning of demons or undead is highly illegal - most of what you read alluded to some event in the past, but stories of what that was vary widely. Lastly, any that wish to become citizens of Lyrikav's kingdom, the Xenek Empire, must serve 1 year in border patrol or farming service in order to do so.
You find that the city itself does not contain any trees, though it does have a lot of flora and brush that is low to the ground. The tallest structures in town are around seven stories tall, mostly clustered in one section of the city. Most of the buildings in the city are multi-tiered pagodas, but you also come across another section of buildings that are a single story or less, many seemingly entering underground. One building stands out in this section, taller than the rest (though still only a single story). Above the door is a worn sign that reads: Nyghtfall Inn.
The tallest structure in town, and likely the only one tall enough to provide a true vantage point over the city, is a tall, thin tower that lies close to the center of the city.
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HARMONY:
Charisma (Investigation): 25
You quickly discover that the populace of Lyrikav is equally distrustful of you. Wary looks pass you by, and as you perform, people keep a mindful distance; a few curious onlookers stay to listen, but when you finish and approach them, they cast their eyes elsewhere and quickly move off.
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ABRAXAS & GARU:
Abraxas Charisma (Investigation): 6
At first, you find the city to be largely devoid of guards. After some time, however, you realize that those responsible for peacekeeping in the town simply do not wear any regalia, but you recognize their status by their weaponry and repeated patrolling of the street. The pair that you approach are each large panda-like humanoids, an imposing and intimidating sight only intensified by the thick bamboo spears on their backs.
"The Order of Skogyr is at the edge of the city. You can't miss it, just walk until you see water. The building at the edge is the Hallowsong, and the Order is down the road from that," one of them says. He speaks slowly, his voice deep and resonating.
Aisha would decide that the inn was likely the best place to find out information. Which could branch out from there in the initial search for clues. Though Aisha was curious about the other larger ones. While she may just be being judgmental, or basing off her own races standards, the smaller the hut, the less important, and thus, less likely to be of use one was - at least in regards to their current search.
Tsavi had chosen to stay with Harmony, the only one of the group Tsavi really liked that wasn't Aisha herself. Keeping watch over the bard and making sure she was safe in her mistress' absence.
Aisha wended and weaved her way through the town to make it to the inn. Keeping it in sight as much as possible.
When inside the inn if she wasn't' stopped along the way of course, she would, using the knowledge she had gained, would keep her voice soft, which for her was rather easy when she wasn't shouting at someone. Approaching the location that would likely seem to be where the owner or current person running it would be.. or likely be, or if not present, would inquire about where he might be at the time....
If someoen was available or located... She would then begin to ask softly This one is frrrom a farraway land. And is friend to the order. This one had a friend seek for information several months ago... and Aisha is looking to where she might be finding out morre. There was a place beset with things best kept out of enemy hands, and to be rrreturrned for reward, yes? This one was wondering ... if one would know wherre this location may be, or where she can learn of it? We are part of a distant party who have become... what is the worrd? Folk heroes in Ruskivek... And we have come here to assist in this.
Abraxas starts toward the order, assuming that Garu is with him. "Tell me more about yourself," he says. "You don't mind if I take notes, do you? I'm want to learn everything." While he listens to Garu, Abraxas tries to stay attentive to the street. How does foot traffic flow? Are there columns of wagons and other craft or are the streets completely random? He doesn't want to stand out too much and works to move in accord with most of those around him.
Harmony was so disappointed as everyone here is distrustful of her like how everyone in Ruskivek was at first. She sighed, thinking of how this is when she really hates being a Tiefling, wishing that people didn't judge her so badly just based off her race. She was glad and surprised to see Tsavi with her, petting her to try to relax. Now she wondered how she can even find any information out since no one here wants to even talk with her. For now, Harmony decided to instead find any shops that sell items and go inside one, thinking that a merchant should know a lot about this city and where the artifacts might be at.
Garu smiles and begins to speak, “Not at all. Ruskivek Is where I was raised. My family was part of a collective of rice farmers. If unfamiliar, the Kitsune from which I was descended, love to play and work. We schooled and worked for a spell then, as my body got more lean and fast, I took on more roles in the village as a peacekeeper. My calling struck me as I began to the ways of the Light. Tylyn, my lord of Justice, Light, and Land called me into his fold. I undertook the path of a paladin, training my mind and body to come together to serve justice when needed. I had been taking shifts at the temple when I was told of you and your comrades. I just look forward to bringing the light of Tylyn across the expanse.”
A bit self-conscious, Garu’s cheeks flush a bit. “You would tell me what brought you on this mission?”
The Nyghtfall Inn is large, with nearly thirty tables set about the room and one long bar that runs across the full length of the back wall. The entire main floor is taken up by the tavern, but a large stone staircase descends into darkness, and a few rooms can be seen off to the side of the bottom of the stairs. You find yourself to be quite out of place almost immediately - every single patron in the tavern this afternoon is a dwarf. They eye you cautiously as you stride across the tavern to the bar, where a gruff red-bearded dwarf grumbles, "Ye picked an intrestin' choice o' tavern to drink, lass. Which means ye probly ain't 'ere for drink, are ye? What do ye need?"
He chuckles to himself while you finish your explanation. "No' really the place for a tourist, lass. We're miners, 'ere, the lot. We don't do artifacks an' we don't do honor. Ye want to find the Order o' Skogyr, ye want the big dome near the water. But a word to the wise, ye don't go toutin' yer status 'ere, or ye'll find yerself at the end of a pointy stick. Magic ain't easy to come by," he says, pointing toward the dwarves that still cast a wary eye your way.
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ABRAXAS AND GARU:
You work your way toward the edge of the city, looking for the water that supposedly lines it, and continue your conversation. It is not difficult to blend in as you leave the residential area of town, as the city currently bustles with citizens going about their daily chores. It is not long before you spot the aforementioned Hallowsong, a multi-story pagoda emanating the fine music of multiple hands.
OOC: I want to make sure I'm giving ample time for your conversation here before pushing you too quickly to the Order of Skogyr.
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HARMONY:
A bell jingles as you and T'savi enter "Amin's Oddities", the first structure that appears to be a shop. Inside, you see standard adventuring gear laying alongside some odd trinkets and antiques, and a middle-aged human man that jumps with a start as you enter. "Well, I'll be," he says, sweeping his brown hair to one side. "The talk of the town herself. You've caused quite the stir, but...wow, you really do share the resemblance. And what a fascinating pet." He clears a spot off of a table in the crowded shop and leans atop it, crossing a leg over the other. "Tell me. Is it demon's blood? A curse? Or...judging by your clothing, are you a succubus?" His eyes dart from side to side at the thought. "Please tell me you're not a succubus. I'm Amin, by the way. Name's on the shop."
Aisha looked down, as she pondered his words. Thinking hard. What did she know about dwarves? About as much as everyone else knew - They liked ale. And they liked metal. Preferring both at once whenever possible. She had noted the stares of the dwarves and now she knew where she needed to go to find the information she needed, so there was no longer a need to rush... So she decided she would play a little. This one appreciates your help despite her 'status' as it were. Aisha knows nyot how much this will get.. but give your brrethrren whatever twenty five gold will get them in ale. On Aisha. Takign out the aforementioned amount, and laying it on the table.
When it was taken.. as there was no logical reason for him not to she began working on the latches of her upper armor, loosening it, but not fully doffing it. if the gold is taken, she would smirk, havign all eyes on you could be a good thing, though she was, admittedly taking a risk... but after buying atleast some beer for the folks in the tavern... she wanted to guage their reactions.. she was a creature of whim, afterall.
And unless for some reason what she did attracted ire, instead of praise.... she would shift her top in such a way that her chest was exposed in near full to anyone looking, making sure the bartender got an eyeful before turning around, to attempt to walk out, emphasizing every step with a sway of the hips, her eyes looking around for the reactions. This was dangerous.. yet exciting... in her land, outside of combat her people were nude at all times, but she knew that in 'civilization' it was rare for someone to be so 'bold' and she wanted to see what happened.. or at least how much attention she could get.. as she strutted down the catwalk on her way out. Perhaps her buying rounds, and showign some goods.. would potentially earn her something in the future.. be it favor.. 'a' favor, or something else. However, at all times, on the offchance someone decided to attack.. she was ready to Sway out of the way
"We didn't choose to come here," Abraxas says. "I was taken from a good life in a city called Waterdeep. Waterdeep is in another world." He looks toward the horizon. "It has its troubles and it has its beauties. Like most places, I suppose," Abraxas says. "But I'd like to go back there eventually."
He pauses in the street, close enough to the Hallowsong to listen. "What do you think of the music," he says to Garu.
Harmony was listening to the human man, sighing as he talked about how she's the talk of the town, sharing the resemblance and wanting to know what it is, really not wanting her to be a succubus. "Thanks, but she's not my pet. She belongs to a friend and is just following me around. Yeah, I guess you could say that it's demon blood running in the family unfortunately. I am certainly not a succubus, I'm a bard! I'm Harmony, it's nice to meet you. Do you happen to know anything about artifacts and where they might be stored at in this city?" she would then say back to Amin with a friendly smile. She did not like being accused of being a succubus when she certainly isn't even dressed like one, modest and cute but definitely not sexy at all.
The barman stares dumbfounded at the coins as they drop. Silence fills the tavern, and if there were any eyes that were not on you, they are now. "Well, then...seems like ye speak Dwarvish...ye watch yer back out there, then," he says, collecting the gold.
As you walk toward the front door, past the leering faces of many a thirsty dwarf, the silence quickly ends as the bartender shouts, "Yer gettin' more than a show 'ere tonight! Get yer arses to the bar, 'cause that Neko's put fifteen gold worth o' ale on 'er tab today!" Upon which, an uproar of dwarven cheers follows you out into the streets of Lyrikav.
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ABRAXAS & GARU:
Whoever is playing music tonight in the Hallowsong could rival the best you have heard in Ruskivek, or even the sprawling metropolis of Waterdeep. The tranquil sounds of a pan flute and lyre drift away as you walk further, to an outer wall of the city. There are arrow slits and other small openings in the wall that afford a look out onto a vast sea and a brisk air.
At the end of the street is an imposing domed structure, with four halls extending off of the dome, forming an X shape.
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HARMONY:
Amin senses the discomfort in your response and pats the air, rambling, "I'm sorry, it's not that I...I just, you know, it's not every day a cute demon lady walks into your store, and I have a habit of talking until I shouldn't and then keep talking, you know? And by cute, I don't mean like, in a patronizing way, of course you have a panther with you, it's not like you're not capable of defending yourself, and...well, I don't mean that you're...anyway, I'm doing it again, talking too much."
His eyes alight at the mention of artifacts. "Well, look no further, my dear friend Harmony! Amin's Oddities, at your service. I have all kinds of artifacts for purchase. This here is a mechanical bird; you spin this here on the back, and watch it move all on its own! And this, this is the foot of a rabbit. It doesn't look like much, but simply having it on your possession will bring you good fortune! And these, well...actually, I think these are just an old pair of socks...hmm," he strokes his chin, shuffling the socks away below the counter.
As she continues to moves her head in time with the rhythm of the flute, she catches sight of the water beyond the wall. She draws a slow breath as she looks as far as her eyes will assist. Smelling the night air off the water, she inhales deep to take as much in as she dare. “Oh my! Never before have I been to the ocean!” She appears truly elated. “The light shines on me today”
Aisha bathed in the stares, and the thirsty looks. Sure, Dwarves weren't the most attractive race but they weren't bad either they had certain charms~ She could almost purr as she soaked it all in. It seemed her guess was right about what would please them most. her chest exposed for the first time in a while, she was a little flush. As she made it to the door, before stepping out, she would turn, no longer fearing potential attack, atleast not from the dwarves, and bowed deeply, giving every one of them that was still looking a view of the valley backlit by the light pouring in from outside.
As she made her way out finally, she had been so caught up in the moment, she forgot to replace her top, and began walking about the city as if nothing was amiss. Wide smirk on her face and that gnawing paranoia that had haunted her ever since the shadows seemed lighter.. almost non-existant. As she walked, she approached the first person she saw once she was a moderate distance away from the Nytefall inn, asking Aisha nyows the Order of Skogyer is near the water, but would you be willing to let this one know where this water may be?
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OOC: Aisha's action is confirmed...is everyone else going along with her, or exploring the city on their own? I'd like to know what each character is doing so that I can resolve your exploration all at once so that things don't get too scattered.
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Harmony had heard Aisha, nodding back as she agreed to the plan. She then would go on her own to the biggest common area in the middle of the city like a town square. Then she will start putting on an impromptu performance, singing and hoping that her appearance and song will attract attention in a good way, asking any one who watched her that might look like a guard or a merchant if they know anything about artifacts and where such things might be stored here in an innocent touristy manner.
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Garu kneels down and feels the dirt under paws then smells it. "May the light shine in all places we go!", Garu states aloud. "Which way to our destination?"
Halsen - Human Monk - Winter Splendor
Aradurk - Half-Orc Fighter - Barty's Blade Bizarre
Aradurk - Half-Orc Fighter - Betrayal at Devilsfall
Aradurk - Half-Orc Fighter - Barty's "The Hidden War" (Doom Portals Part 4A)
Aradurk - Half-Orc Fighter - Barty's "The Whispered Word (Doom Portals Part 5)
Garu - Tabaxi Paladin - Barty's "Beyond Twilight" (Rikirta Part 3)
"Garu, let me know if your petition is answered," Abraxas says. "I am interested in all the help we can receive." He looks around, an eyebrow high. "I'm going to look for the Order of Skogyr and information there. We might travel together, if you'd like." Abraxas then just asks. He'll look for the City Watch or a knowledgable merchant and persuasively request directions to the order: 19.
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"To err is divine", Garu laughs. "I was actually asking you where we are going. Tylyn is great but not overly conversant. Lead the way"
Halsen - Human Monk - Winter Splendor
Aradurk - Half-Orc Fighter - Barty's Blade Bizarre
Aradurk - Half-Orc Fighter - Betrayal at Devilsfall
Aradurk - Half-Orc Fighter - Barty's "The Hidden War" (Doom Portals Part 4A)
Aradurk - Half-Orc Fighter - Barty's "The Whispered Word (Doom Portals Part 5)
Garu - Tabaxi Paladin - Barty's "Beyond Twilight" (Rikirta Part 3)
AISHA:
You recall some cultural details about the city. Citizens of Lyrikav value quiet and meditation, and it is very common for ground-level homes to have a meditation room or zen garden. Family honor and reputation is valued highly here, more so than that of the individual's. Any summoning of demons or undead is highly illegal - most of what you read alluded to some event in the past, but stories of what that was vary widely. Lastly, any that wish to become citizens of Lyrikav's kingdom, the Xenek Empire, must serve 1 year in border patrol or farming service in order to do so.
You find that the city itself does not contain any trees, though it does have a lot of flora and brush that is low to the ground. The tallest structures in town are around seven stories tall, mostly clustered in one section of the city. Most of the buildings in the city are multi-tiered pagodas, but you also come across another section of buildings that are a single story or less, many seemingly entering underground. One building stands out in this section, taller than the rest (though still only a single story). Above the door is a worn sign that reads: Nyghtfall Inn.
The tallest structure in town, and likely the only one tall enough to provide a true vantage point over the city, is a tall, thin tower that lies close to the center of the city.
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HARMONY:
Charisma (Investigation): 25
You quickly discover that the populace of Lyrikav is equally distrustful of you. Wary looks pass you by, and as you perform, people keep a mindful distance; a few curious onlookers stay to listen, but when you finish and approach them, they cast their eyes elsewhere and quickly move off.
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ABRAXAS & GARU:
Abraxas Charisma (Investigation): 6
At first, you find the city to be largely devoid of guards. After some time, however, you realize that those responsible for peacekeeping in the town simply do not wear any regalia, but you recognize their status by their weaponry and repeated patrolling of the street. The pair that you approach are each large panda-like humanoids, an imposing and intimidating sight only intensified by the thick bamboo spears on their backs.
"The Order of Skogyr is at the edge of the city. You can't miss it, just walk until you see water. The building at the edge is the Hallowsong, and the Order is down the road from that," one of them says. He speaks slowly, his voice deep and resonating.
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Aisha would decide that the inn was likely the best place to find out information. Which could branch out from there in the initial search for clues. Though Aisha was curious about the other larger ones. While she may just be being judgmental, or basing off her own races standards, the smaller the hut, the less important, and thus, less likely to be of use one was - at least in regards to their current search.
Tsavi had chosen to stay with Harmony, the only one of the group Tsavi really liked that wasn't Aisha herself. Keeping watch over the bard and making sure she was safe in her mistress' absence.
Aisha wended and weaved her way through the town to make it to the inn. Keeping it in sight as much as possible.
When inside the inn if she wasn't' stopped along the way of course, she would, using the knowledge she had gained, would keep her voice soft, which for her was rather easy when she wasn't shouting at someone. Approaching the location that would likely seem to be where the owner or current person running it would be.. or likely be, or if not present, would inquire about where he might be at the time....
If someoen was available or located... She would then begin to ask softly This one is frrrom a farraway land. And is friend to the order. This one had a friend seek for information several months ago... and Aisha is looking to where she might be finding out morre. There was a place beset with things best kept out of enemy hands, and to be rrreturrned for reward, yes? This one was wondering ... if one would know wherre this location may be, or where she can learn of it? We are part of a distant party who have become... what is the worrd? Folk heroes in Ruskivek... And we have come here to assist in this.
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Abraxas starts toward the order, assuming that Garu is with him. "Tell me more about yourself," he says. "You don't mind if I take notes, do you? I'm want to learn everything." While he listens to Garu, Abraxas tries to stay attentive to the street. How does foot traffic flow? Are there columns of wagons and other craft or are the streets completely random? He doesn't want to stand out too much and works to move in accord with most of those around him.
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Harmony was so disappointed as everyone here is distrustful of her like how everyone in Ruskivek was at first. She sighed, thinking of how this is when she really hates being a Tiefling, wishing that people didn't judge her so badly just based off her race. She was glad and surprised to see Tsavi with her, petting her to try to relax. Now she wondered how she can even find any information out since no one here wants to even talk with her. For now, Harmony decided to instead find any shops that sell items and go inside one, thinking that a merchant should know a lot about this city and where the artifacts might be at.
Garu smiles and begins to speak, “Not at all. Ruskivek Is where I was raised. My family was part of a collective of rice farmers. If unfamiliar, the Kitsune from which I was descended, love to play and work. We schooled and worked for a spell then, as my body got more lean and fast, I took on more roles in the village as a peacekeeper. My calling struck me as I began to the ways of the Light. Tylyn, my lord of Justice, Light, and Land called me into his fold. I undertook the path of a paladin, training my mind and body to come together to serve justice when needed. I had been taking shifts at the temple when I was told of you and your comrades. I just look forward to bringing the light of Tylyn across the expanse.”
A bit self-conscious, Garu’s cheeks flush a bit. “You would tell me what brought you on this mission?”
Halsen - Human Monk - Winter Splendor
Aradurk - Half-Orc Fighter - Barty's Blade Bizarre
Aradurk - Half-Orc Fighter - Betrayal at Devilsfall
Aradurk - Half-Orc Fighter - Barty's "The Hidden War" (Doom Portals Part 4A)
Aradurk - Half-Orc Fighter - Barty's "The Whispered Word (Doom Portals Part 5)
Garu - Tabaxi Paladin - Barty's "Beyond Twilight" (Rikirta Part 3)
AISHA:
The Nyghtfall Inn is large, with nearly thirty tables set about the room and one long bar that runs across the full length of the back wall. The entire main floor is taken up by the tavern, but a large stone staircase descends into darkness, and a few rooms can be seen off to the side of the bottom of the stairs. You find yourself to be quite out of place almost immediately - every single patron in the tavern this afternoon is a dwarf. They eye you cautiously as you stride across the tavern to the bar, where a gruff red-bearded dwarf grumbles, "Ye picked an intrestin' choice o' tavern to drink, lass. Which means ye probly ain't 'ere for drink, are ye? What do ye need?"
He chuckles to himself while you finish your explanation. "No' really the place for a tourist, lass. We're miners, 'ere, the lot. We don't do artifacks an' we don't do honor. Ye want to find the Order o' Skogyr, ye want the big dome near the water. But a word to the wise, ye don't go toutin' yer status 'ere, or ye'll find yerself at the end of a pointy stick. Magic ain't easy to come by," he says, pointing toward the dwarves that still cast a wary eye your way.
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ABRAXAS AND GARU:
You work your way toward the edge of the city, looking for the water that supposedly lines it, and continue your conversation. It is not difficult to blend in as you leave the residential area of town, as the city currently bustles with citizens going about their daily chores. It is not long before you spot the aforementioned Hallowsong, a multi-story pagoda emanating the fine music of multiple hands.
OOC: I want to make sure I'm giving ample time for your conversation here before pushing you too quickly to the Order of Skogyr.
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HARMONY:
A bell jingles as you and T'savi enter "Amin's Oddities", the first structure that appears to be a shop. Inside, you see standard adventuring gear laying alongside some odd trinkets and antiques, and a middle-aged human man that jumps with a start as you enter. "Well, I'll be," he says, sweeping his brown hair to one side. "The talk of the town herself. You've caused quite the stir, but...wow, you really do share the resemblance. And what a fascinating pet." He clears a spot off of a table in the crowded shop and leans atop it, crossing a leg over the other. "Tell me. Is it demon's blood? A curse? Or...judging by your clothing, are you a succubus?" His eyes dart from side to side at the thought. "Please tell me you're not a succubus. I'm Amin, by the way. Name's on the shop."
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Aisha looked down, as she pondered his words. Thinking hard. What did she know about dwarves? About as much as everyone else knew - They liked ale. And they liked metal. Preferring both at once whenever possible. She had noted the stares of the dwarves and now she knew where she needed to go to find the information she needed, so there was no longer a need to rush... So she decided she would play a little. This one appreciates your help despite her 'status' as it were. Aisha knows nyot how much this will get.. but give your brrethrren whatever twenty five gold will get them in ale. On Aisha. Takign out the aforementioned amount, and laying it on the table.
When it was taken.. as there was no logical reason for him not to she began working on the latches of her upper armor, loosening it, but not fully doffing it. if the gold is taken, she would smirk, havign all eyes on you could be a good thing, though she was, admittedly taking a risk... but after buying atleast some beer for the folks in the tavern... she wanted to guage their reactions.. she was a creature of whim, afterall.
And unless for some reason what she did attracted ire, instead of praise.... she would shift her top in such a way that her chest was exposed in near full to anyone looking, making sure the bartender got an eyeful before turning around, to attempt to walk out, emphasizing every step with a sway of the hips, her eyes looking around for the reactions. This was dangerous.. yet exciting... in her land, outside of combat her people were nude at all times, but she knew that in 'civilization' it was rare for someone to be so 'bold' and she wanted to see what happened.. or at least how much attention she could get.. as she strutted down the catwalk on her way out. Perhaps her buying rounds, and showign some goods.. would potentially earn her something in the future.. be it favor.. 'a' favor, or something else. However, at all times, on the offchance someone decided to attack.. she was ready to Sway out of the way
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"We didn't choose to come here," Abraxas says. "I was taken from a good life in a city called Waterdeep. Waterdeep is in another world." He looks toward the horizon. "It has its troubles and it has its beauties. Like most places, I suppose," Abraxas says. "But I'd like to go back there eventually."
He pauses in the street, close enough to the Hallowsong to listen. "What do you think of the music," he says to Garu.
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Harmony was listening to the human man, sighing as he talked about how she's the talk of the town, sharing the resemblance and wanting to know what it is, really not wanting her to be a succubus. "Thanks, but she's not my pet. She belongs to a friend and is just following me around. Yeah, I guess you could say that it's demon blood running in the family unfortunately. I am certainly not a succubus, I'm a bard! I'm Harmony, it's nice to meet you. Do you happen to know anything about artifacts and where they might be stored at in this city?" she would then say back to Amin with a friendly smile. She did not like being accused of being a succubus when she certainly isn't even dressed like one, modest and cute but definitely not sexy at all.
AISHA:
The barman stares dumbfounded at the coins as they drop. Silence fills the tavern, and if there were any eyes that were not on you, they are now. "Well, then...seems like ye speak Dwarvish...ye watch yer back out there, then," he says, collecting the gold.
As you walk toward the front door, past the leering faces of many a thirsty dwarf, the silence quickly ends as the bartender shouts, "Yer gettin' more than a show 'ere tonight! Get yer arses to the bar, 'cause that Neko's put fifteen gold worth o' ale on 'er tab today!" Upon which, an uproar of dwarven cheers follows you out into the streets of Lyrikav.
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ABRAXAS & GARU:
Whoever is playing music tonight in the Hallowsong could rival the best you have heard in Ruskivek, or even the sprawling metropolis of Waterdeep. The tranquil sounds of a pan flute and lyre drift away as you walk further, to an outer wall of the city. There are arrow slits and other small openings in the wall that afford a look out onto a vast sea and a brisk air.
At the end of the street is an imposing domed structure, with four halls extending off of the dome, forming an X shape.
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HARMONY:
Amin senses the discomfort in your response and pats the air, rambling, "I'm sorry, it's not that I...I just, you know, it's not every day a cute demon lady walks into your store, and I have a habit of talking until I shouldn't and then keep talking, you know? And by cute, I don't mean like, in a patronizing way, of course you have a panther with you, it's not like you're not capable of defending yourself, and...well, I don't mean that you're...anyway, I'm doing it again, talking too much."
His eyes alight at the mention of artifacts. "Well, look no further, my dear friend Harmony! Amin's Oddities, at your service. I have all kinds of artifacts for purchase. This here is a mechanical bird; you spin this here on the back, and watch it move all on its own! And this, this is the foot of a rabbit. It doesn't look like much, but simply having it on your possession will bring you good fortune! And these, well...actually, I think these are just an old pair of socks...hmm," he strokes his chin, shuffling the socks away below the counter.
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As she continues to moves her head in time with the rhythm of the flute, she catches sight of the water beyond the wall. She draws a slow breath as she looks as far as her eyes will assist. Smelling the night air off the water, she inhales deep to take as much in as she dare. “Oh my! Never before have I been to the ocean!” She appears truly elated. “The light shines on me today”
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Aisha bathed in the stares, and the thirsty looks. Sure, Dwarves weren't the most attractive race but they weren't bad either they had certain charms~ She could almost purr as she soaked it all in. It seemed her guess was right about what would please them most. her chest exposed for the first time in a while, she was a little flush. As she made it to the door, before stepping out, she would turn, no longer fearing potential attack, atleast not from the dwarves, and bowed deeply, giving every one of them that was still looking a view of the valley backlit by the light pouring in from outside.
As she made her way out finally, she had been so caught up in the moment, she forgot to replace her top, and began walking about the city as if nothing was amiss. Wide smirk on her face and that gnawing paranoia that had haunted her ever since the shadows seemed lighter.. almost non-existant. As she walked, she approached the first person she saw once she was a moderate distance away from the Nytefall inn, asking Aisha nyows the Order of Skogyer is near the water, but would you be willing to let this one know where this water may be?
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