Looking around, Honor will probably figure the dragon she's sensing might not have a lair here, and see if she can't get at least a glimpse of the dragon -- walking around town would possibly also have given her a sense of direction via triangulation if this works anything like the other pull. If she does locate the dragon, she'll try and watch them without drawing attention to herself if she can. (Feel free to roll as needed, not sure if you'd want Perception vs Investigation)
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"I had heard that the Moonshae Isles were beautiful," Esmerelda says her face brightening up again, "Although most of that area is... Even the Isles of Nelanther have beauty to be found, if one can avoid the pirates. Really we're just looking for a bit of excitement, so if there is somewhere specific that you need to go, then we would be obliged to accompany you as far as you wouldn't mind."
Esmerelda absently fidgets with her amulet as reaches out to Ronaldo telepathically. "We must stay wary, this is a very powerful group of people and we would not stand a chance should they find out our true intentions. I am especially wary of the purple skinned one, he makes my skin crawl." She then notices the newcomer and raises her hand in salutations before introducing herself as well as her husband to the wood elf that appeared seemingly out of nowhere.
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Kyrian stands up "I dont think that is such a good idea. How about you come with me. I have some friends I would like you to meet, and we can discuss this...situation further."
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“I will take responsibility for what I have done. [...] If must fall, I will rise each time a better man.” ― Brandon Sanderson, Oathbringer.
Kyrian stands up "I dont think that is such a good idea. How about you come with me. I have some friends I would like you to meet, and we can discuss this...situation further."
"Seems like a good idea." Fraty says with a smile, clearly not upset at the change of plans. She lets her tunic settle back down over her knees, having started to tug it up already. "Lead on boss-man, I'll be your bodyguard..."
Looking around, Honor will probably figure the dragon she's sensing might not have a lair here, and see if she can't get at least a glimpse of the dragon -- walking around town would possibly also have given her a sense of direction via triangulation if this works anything like the other pull. If she does locate the dragon, she'll try and watch them without drawing attention to herself if she can. (Feel free to roll as needed, not sure if you'd want Perception vs Investigation)
You find the dragon easily enough. In one of the taverns near the dock, the sense of the Mercury Dragon leads you to find her sitting with a group of adventurers at a table. They are having drinks together, laughing and having a good time.
Honor takes a seat at a table nearby, not speaking as she listens to the adventurers. It appears they just finished some grand adventure, something about a flying castle filled with undead.
The Mercury is quite obvious, at least to Honor, and she wouldn't need her sense of it to know what it was. The dragon was in the form of an auburn-haired human female who wore studded leather as well as the implements of a rogue. She couldn't stay seated, bouncing in the seat, getting up to walk around the table, always on the move. She spoke a lot, jumping from topic to topic so fast that the others at the table only laughed and tried to keep up. They were clearly use to this behavior from the woman. Several times the dragon-in-human-form mentioned needing to leave the group, but the others either ignored it, or tried to talk her into staying with them.
After some time of this the dragon, on one of her laps of the table, turned away from the table and started towards the door. She would walk past Honor's table, though the dragon would not feel or recognize Honor in any way. Calling over her shoulder she tells the adventurers good by, giving them a wave. The group waved back, most appearing to think the dragon was just being her normal flighty self, and would return in a moment or two.
Smiling the genasi will join the fray, a little disappointed there wasn't more controversy over the little misunderstanding. Oh well...always time to cook up more later.
"Greetings. The name is Sinder, but I suppose some of you already know that. I take it we are all here following that little tingling feeling telling us to go South-ish?"
In the old world, the two likely would've had a strained temporary alliance at best, and be on opposing sides at worst. Some of Sinder's fire parties encountered a hitch whenever they would get too close to a city or simply spread too far out of control, as it would often rain out of nowhere due to the intervention of Kierro himself or one of the spellcasters under his command. While he never actively hunted down the pyromaniac, he was there whenever things got out of hand.
That said, the situation they were in right now couldn't allow for conflict if it could be avoided, and Kierro generally didn't hold grudges anyway. As long as everyone was able to make it back to the old world, everything was fine.
"That we are." replies Kierro, his expression still upbeat, if a little bit less so than before. "Glad to see you're alright as well, Sinder. We should have space for you aboard for the journey"
Sinder... fesyss nods to you. "I would prefer to go somewhere that is not requiring crossing of water." She says with a glance past the ship to the Sea of Swords. "Are you certain what you require is in that direction?"
Nadariel... iveodaenth is clearly uncomfortable with the amount of people around. As soon as you give her leave, she takes on cloud-form and rises up and away from the ship. You can still sense her above, though others would not be able to sense her any longer.
Naivara... Palvin gives Kierro a nod, but waits for your response still. As he does so you would sense the Song dragon is now heading towards the ship, though a bit away still, probably arriving in fifteen to twenty minutes.
Esmerelda... Ronaldo replies telepathicly as well. "Yes mistress. I agree this seems like a powerful group." He pauses. "Should I summon a couple of my men to accompany us aboard?"
Leto... You would sense the Stone dragon heading in your general direction now. He is a bit off yet. Morgan walks up to stand near you, eyeing the new people who have come aboard the ship. "Are all of these new people dragons then?" he asks Leto with a frown. "Isn't anyone afraid they will just start fighting each other? I thought dragons didn't get along with each other all that well..."
Latrius... Nothing specific for you. Please just respond to anything Latrius finds of interest.
Kierro... chysen takes up a position at your side, looking over the others. He remains quiet though.
"This gentleman here? His name is Chysen." Kierro gestures to the warrior at his side, perhaps a bit hurt by the description of 'pet' (though he doesn't show it).
Looking to the gray dragon/woman next to Sinder, he asks: "May I ask your name as well, madam?"
"That will not be necessary," Esmerelda responds telepathically to Ronaldo. She looks at Kierro and Sinder, and raises a bit of an eyebrow at the tension between them. As she glances over the growing group of people, her eyes come to rest on the tall purple-skinned tiefling who had originally been suspicious of her. Cursing herself internally for putting away her metal headpiece she does her best to get a read on the tiefling without the aid of magic.
(OOC: Not actually looking to uncover anything just through watching Leto, this is just for RP.)
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“The mark of a successful DM is when you have caused more player deaths with doors than dragons, demons, or devils.”
Kyrian looks distressed at the dragon's remark, but says nothing to avoid forcing her to obey him. He heads out of the tavern, beckoning for her to follow, then he heads towards the docks.
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“I will take responsibility for what I have done. [...] If must fall, I will rise each time a better man.” ― Brandon Sanderson, Oathbringer.
Replying to Morgan Leto says “Yes, all of these newcomers are dragons. But you needn’t worry. They are all under our full control. So they’ll not fight if we do not. And though this group has an uneasy alliance at best, while we all seek to regain our former power, it seems we’ll continue to keep our differences in check. Though we’ll have to see about the elf and the hot one over there. Stay with me and you’ll be well rewarded in the future. You can already see the force we are each capable of.”
Turning to the others he adds “My... companion...” with a bit of a smirk, “will be along shortly as well. We all feel the same pull. And we know what it means. Continued growth and power like we all remember. Has the ship been supplied? Once we all return, is there anything else needed?”
Palvin glances to Leto. "We just barely arrived in town." He informs the Tiefling. "We need to finish resupplying the ship, make sure there are no repairs need doing, and then get set up for the next departure." He glances to Naivara, but continues speaking. "The earliest we can leave is tomorrow morning, with any repairs needed pushing us past that." The time of day is late afternoon right now, so you have some time before night.
Ronaldo gives his elven wife a smile, and kisses the back of her hand. "I must be about business, prior to our departure." He says, giving the others on the ship a bow. "If you will excuse me, I have a few things to do before I can depart on the morrow." With that he heads off the ship. Mentally he speaks to Esmerelda... "I will get started on that thing we discussed. Will you be ok here alone?"
fesyss shrugs and would give Kierro a slight bow as she is introduced. With a nod then she would turn and leave the boat. She disappeared into the crowd, almost as good as Latrius does into shadows, simply out of sight once more than a few feet from the ship. Only a couple of
As Kyrian leaves the tavern, with the Chaos dragon in tow, another dragon walks past him into the tavern. He would recognize this as a Gray dragon, one he cannot control. The female form the gray is wearing walks directly up to the bar, while the barkeep's back is turned, and grabs a bottle off of the bar top. As she goes to turn away she bumps the chair next to her, causing the barkeep to glance over at her. There is a brief back and forth, where the barkeep is clearly not having anything of the dragon's lies or even attempts to talk him into letting her leave with the bottle, offering to pay at a later time. Eventually the gray just snarls and starts walking towards the door, the bottle in hand. Two bouncers move to block her. Does Kyrian do anything?
As Honor follows the Mercury dragon out of the tavern, you find Kyrian with a Chaos dragon next to him. They are paused outside of another tavern, some sort of comotion going on inside. Glancing in Honor would see a Gray dragon, wearing the form of a human woman, walking towards the door, two of the tavern's bouncers moving to block her. The Gray has a bottle of alcohol in her hand, the bartender shouting that she is stealing from him. The Gray is already drawing her rapier.
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Looking around, Honor will probably figure the dragon she's sensing might not have a lair here, and see if she can't get at least a glimpse of the dragon -- walking around town would possibly also have given her a sense of direction via triangulation if this works anything like the other pull. If she does locate the dragon, she'll try and watch them without drawing attention to herself if she can. (Feel free to roll as needed, not sure if you'd want Perception vs Investigation)
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Kierro, hoping to defuse the situation (for now at least) nods.
”If you insist on going with us, madam, and Palvin okays it, then I can’t stop you. There’s a few of us we’re still waiting for, so we’ll be a while.”
He looks out across the sea. ”Any places in particular across the Sea of Swords that you plan on visiting?”
Latrius fades into view from whatever crevice he’s been hiding in. He nods to the newcomers.
"More of us, hmm? Wonder if every single one of us got uprooted. Certainly seems like it."
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"I had heard that the Moonshae Isles were beautiful," Esmerelda says her face brightening up again, "Although most of that area is... Even the Isles of Nelanther have beauty to be found, if one can avoid the pirates. Really we're just looking for a bit of excitement, so if there is somewhere specific that you need to go, then we would be obliged to accompany you as far as you wouldn't mind."
Esmerelda absently fidgets with her amulet as reaches out to Ronaldo telepathically. "We must stay wary, this is a very powerful group of people and we would not stand a chance should they find out our true intentions. I am especially wary of the purple skinned one, he makes my skin crawl." She then notices the newcomer and raises her hand in salutations before introducing herself as well as her husband to the wood elf that appeared seemingly out of nowhere.
“The mark of a successful DM is when you have caused more player deaths with doors than dragons, demons, or devils.”
Kyrian stands up "I dont think that is such a good idea. How about you come with me. I have some friends I would like you to meet, and we can discuss this...situation further."
“I will take responsibility for what I have done. [...] If must fall, I will rise each time a better man.” ― Brandon Sanderson, Oathbringer.
"Seems like a good idea." Fraty says with a smile, clearly not upset at the change of plans. She lets her tunic settle back down over her knees, having started to tug it up already. "Lead on boss-man, I'll be your bodyguard..."
You find the dragon easily enough. In one of the taverns near the dock, the sense of the Mercury Dragon leads you to find her sitting with a group of adventurers at a table. They are having drinks together, laughing and having a good time.
Honor takes a seat at a table nearby, not speaking as she listens to the adventurers. It appears they just finished some grand adventure, something about a flying castle filled with undead.
The Mercury is quite obvious, at least to Honor, and she wouldn't need her sense of it to know what it was. The dragon was in the form of an auburn-haired human female who wore studded leather as well as the implements of a rogue. She couldn't stay seated, bouncing in the seat, getting up to walk around the table, always on the move. She spoke a lot, jumping from topic to topic so fast that the others at the table only laughed and tried to keep up. They were clearly use to this behavior from the woman. Several times the dragon-in-human-form mentioned needing to leave the group, but the others either ignored it, or tried to talk her into staying with them.
After some time of this the dragon, on one of her laps of the table, turned away from the table and started towards the door. She would walk past Honor's table, though the dragon would not feel or recognize Honor in any way. Calling over her shoulder she tells the adventurers good by, giving them a wave. The group waved back, most appearing to think the dragon was just being her normal flighty self, and would return in a moment or two.
Kierro nods to the elven woman, and turns to the genasi, recognizing him as Sinder, one of the dragonlords.
In the old world, the two likely would've had a strained temporary alliance at best, and be on opposing sides at worst. Some of Sinder's fire parties encountered a hitch whenever they would get too close to a city or simply spread too far out of control, as it would often rain out of nowhere due to the intervention of Kierro himself or one of the spellcasters under his command. While he never actively hunted down the pyromaniac, he was there whenever things got out of hand.
That said, the situation they were in right now couldn't allow for conflict if it could be avoided, and Kierro generally didn't hold grudges anyway. As long as everyone was able to make it back to the old world, everything was fine.
"That we are." replies Kierro, his expression still upbeat, if a little bit less so than before. "Glad to see you're alright as well, Sinder. We should have space for you aboard for the journey"
Sinder...
fesyss nods to you. "I would prefer to go somewhere that is not requiring crossing of water." She says with a glance past the ship to the Sea of Swords. "Are you certain what you require is in that direction?"
Nadariel...
iveodaenth is clearly uncomfortable with the amount of people around. As soon as you give her leave, she takes on cloud-form and rises up and away from the ship. You can still sense her above, though others would not be able to sense her any longer.
Naivara...
Palvin gives Kierro a nod, but waits for your response still. As he does so you would sense the Song dragon is now heading towards the ship, though a bit away still, probably arriving in fifteen to twenty minutes.
Esmerelda... Ronaldo replies telepathicly as well. "Yes mistress. I agree this seems like a powerful group." He pauses. "Should I summon a couple of my men to accompany us aboard?"
Leto...
You would sense the Stone dragon heading in your general direction now. He is a bit off yet.
Morgan walks up to stand near you, eyeing the new people who have come aboard the ship. "Are all of these new people dragons then?" he asks Leto with a frown. "Isn't anyone afraid they will just start fighting each other? I thought dragons didn't get along with each other all that well..."
Latrius...
Nothing specific for you. Please just respond to anything Latrius finds of interest.
Kierro...
chysen takes up a position at your side, looking over the others. He remains quiet though.
"This gentleman here? His name is Chysen." Kierro gestures to the warrior at his side, perhaps a bit hurt by the description of 'pet' (though he doesn't show it).
Looking to the gray dragon/woman next to Sinder, he asks: "May I ask your name as well, madam?"
"That will not be necessary," Esmerelda responds telepathically to Ronaldo. She looks at Kierro and Sinder, and raises a bit of an eyebrow at the tension between them. As she glances over the growing group of people, her eyes come to rest on the tall purple-skinned tiefling who had originally been suspicious of her. Cursing herself internally for putting away her metal headpiece she does her best to get a read on the tiefling without the aid of magic.
(OOC: Not actually looking to uncover anything just through watching Leto, this is just for RP.)
“The mark of a successful DM is when you have caused more player deaths with doors than dragons, demons, or devils.”
Kyrian looks distressed at the dragon's remark, but says nothing to avoid forcing her to obey him. He heads out of the tavern, beckoning for her to follow, then he heads towards the docks.
“I will take responsibility for what I have done. [...] If must fall, I will rise each time a better man.” ― Brandon Sanderson, Oathbringer.
Honor will leave the tavern and follow the dragon, trying to keep out of sight of the dragon.
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Replying to Morgan Leto says “Yes, all of these newcomers are dragons. But you needn’t worry. They are all under our full control. So they’ll not fight if we do not. And though this group has an uneasy alliance at best, while we all seek to regain our former power, it seems we’ll continue to keep our differences in check. Though we’ll have to see about the elf and the hot one over there. Stay with me and you’ll be well rewarded in the future. You can already see the force we are each capable of.”
Turning to the others he adds “My... companion...” with a bit of a smirk, “will be along shortly as well. We all feel the same pull. And we know what it means. Continued growth and power like we all remember. Has the ship been supplied? Once we all return, is there anything else needed?”
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Palvin glances to Leto. "We just barely arrived in town." He informs the Tiefling. "We need to finish resupplying the ship, make sure there are no repairs need doing, and then get set up for the next departure." He glances to Naivara, but continues speaking. "The earliest we can leave is tomorrow morning, with any repairs needed pushing us past that." The time of day is late afternoon right now, so you have some time before night.
Ronaldo gives his elven wife a smile, and kisses the back of her hand. "I must be about business, prior to our departure." He says, giving the others on the ship a bow. "If you will excuse me, I have a few things to do before I can depart on the morrow." With that he heads off the ship. Mentally he speaks to Esmerelda... "I will get started on that thing we discussed. Will you be ok here alone?"
fesyss shrugs and would give Kierro a slight bow as she is introduced. With a nod then she would turn and leave the boat. She disappeared into the crowd, almost as good as Latrius does into shadows, simply out of sight once more than a few feet from the ship. Only a couple of
As Kyrian leaves the tavern, with the Chaos dragon in tow, another dragon walks past him into the tavern. He would recognize this as a Gray dragon, one he cannot control. The female form the gray is wearing walks directly up to the bar, while the barkeep's back is turned, and grabs a bottle off of the bar top. As she goes to turn away she bumps the chair next to her, causing the barkeep to glance over at her. There is a brief back and forth, where the barkeep is clearly not having anything of the dragon's lies or even attempts to talk him into letting her leave with the bottle, offering to pay at a later time. Eventually the gray just snarls and starts walking towards the door, the bottle in hand. Two bouncers move to block her. Does Kyrian do anything?
As Honor follows the Mercury dragon out of the tavern, you find Kyrian with a Chaos dragon next to him. They are paused outside of another tavern, some sort of comotion going on inside. Glancing in Honor would see a Gray dragon, wearing the form of a human woman, walking towards the door, two of the tavern's bouncers moving to block her. The Gray has a bottle of alcohol in her hand, the bartender shouting that she is stealing from him. The Gray is already drawing her rapier.