"I have many seconds in command." Remynys says with a nod. "You have to have options, to face situations that one second might not be quite equipped to handle." He shrugs. "Do you want more of my people to aid us, or shall just the two of us go?" He pauses as he looks you over. "I assume you want a thinking servant, and not a mindless slave. I will serve you, but try to not command me, as I work best when I can think things through and not simply follow commands without thought."
"Constructs . . .others of your kind . . .good enough for now. I meant a more . . .human element, but this works as well. Not many, just a small group perhaps."
He pauses before walking away.
"Oh, and as for what you should call me—call me Shadowthorn."
"Master Shadowthorn, I feel it prudent to advise you that I am unable to compute your requirements." The dragon-in-human-form says as latrius moves to walk away. "I do not know what these Dragonlords are, nor do I know how to tell if one is becoming above another. Please, I require more data..." He seems quite distressed that he is unable to do the simple thing you have asked. "I can requisition more of my brethren to aid me, as well as many constructs, though keeping it to a few as you set as a parameter is well advised, but I do not have the data necissary to follow your primary objective..."
"Look. There are other people like me with massive power. Some would use that power to cause chaos. The purpose of you and your brethren is to be on standby if that happens. Recruit a small group and send them to whatever land lies over there beyond the sea (he points towards the pull). Then, meet back with me. I’ll be on a ship, there will probably be other dragons there as well."
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"Yes Lord Shadowthorn." The Axial dragon responds. "I will call on my brethren at once, and we will head to the South West and find whatever land lies in the path you indicated."
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"Very well, Naivara..." ymephi says with a frown. "What would you like of me? I have a life here, that is true, but I also cannot stay here too much longer, or even my elven appearance will be soon to give me away. How can I serve you best, coming with or staying here?" She looks thoughtful, the dazed appearance of her eyes fading. "I think going with you might be my best alternative, as I can do little here, if you are elsewhere. I have no clue how to best serve your interests here in Neverwinter, while, being with you, I feel better able to do so."
"That's understandable," Naivara says, "I would love to have you along if you wish. I didn't want to pull you away from the life you have here if you didn't want to."
"I have many seconds in command." Remynys says with a nod. "You have to have options, to face situations that one second might not be quite equipped to handle." He shrugs. "Do you want more of my people to aid us, or shall just the two of us go?" He pauses as he looks you over. "I assume you want a thinking servant, and not a mindless slave. I will serve you, but try to not command me, as I work best when I can think things through and not simply follow commands without thought."
"Your logic is sound," Ing says as he releases direct control over the dragon. "The less loose ends the better," Ing says in response to the dragon's first question, "I'd prefer it just to be you and I on whatever ship we manage to book passage on, but if your guild extends beyond the city of Neverwinter, then perhaps we can make use of operatives in the land where we travel." Ing pauses for a second as if pondering something and then continues, "Although, if your people can access a boat or a ship and meet us at our destination, then perhaps that could be valuable. A smaller entourage draws less attention and I'd rather not have unwanted focus." Ing justifies. His form then shifts into that of a beautiful young elven woman with flowing blonde hair and dazzling blue eyes. His armor shifts in appearance and becomes a silky form-fitting gown that shimmers with green sparkles as the woman takes the dragon's arm and begins to walk out of the alleyway and towards the docks. "Besides darling, we wouldn't want anyone to interrupt our honeymoon would we? Let us find a ship to book passage on. Perhaps we can find one with some adventurers that will be able to defend us or perhaps would be willing to hire you once we are done our honeymoon." As the woman says this, she telepathically communicates to the dragon walking beside her, "From now on, my name is Esmerelda Antoine and you are my husband, Ronaldo Antoine. You work as a private mercenary and bounty hunter and that is the reason for your armor and weapon. Any further questions can be directed to me mentally." Pausing for a second the woman concentrates and sets up a more permanent telepathic link (Psychic Whispers) with the dragon for 5 hours. After answering any questions the dragon may have about their new identities, she begins to interrogate the dragon on his abilities so that she has a better understanding of what is on their side.
For simplicities sake I am writing this in advance, when the 2 hour time limit to Psychic Whispers expires, Esmerelda will repeat the process and expend a Psionic Energy Dice to extend the time by 5 hours.
chysen, the Calm... Your walk is not that long, as the sense of the gold is not far from the docks. You follow it into a shabby area of lean-to housing for those without homes. Weaving between the orderless structures you soon come upon the dragon you sense.
The dragon-in-human-form looks to be a down-on-his-luck beggar man. he has white hair and is missing several teeth, though he holds a staff in one hand.
"A copper for the poor..." The elderly man asks, holding out a pan towards kierro. "There are many in need here..." He says.
Kierro glances around the area of lean-to homes, saddened. As he passes a few (non-dragon) people down on their luck, he gives a silver coin or two and wishes them well, talking with them for a bit. On the off-chance that they’re sick or injured, he has lesser restoration and cure wounds prepared and ready to use.
When he finds the dragon and listens to the beggar’s words, he nods. ”Of course.” he says softly, handing him two silver pieces. “These will last you for a good while, for sure. And you’re right - there’s many that need help here. I’ve met a few, they’re good people.”
“What’s your name, good sir?” he asks, sitting next to him.
“I could help you to find your coin and who took it from your lair, but i am afraid that it would just draw unwanted attention to you. Once i grow strong enough i will be able to do it without leaving a trail for others to follow.“
Nadariel thinks silently while keep walking towards the harbour, after a moment he starts a new thought: „Would you help me to find more of myself? In return, Once i am strong enough, i will help to find your treasure, the thief and erase his memory for you.“
Leto walks up to the dragon-man he sensed and says “yrsaintinth is it? I’m new to the city and feel that you could help me. You seem to know a good number of people here. Let me accompany you on your walk while we discuss the city.”
((Leto is looking to start his influence in this world. To do so he needs introductions with important people. Be these people like the Spider who are influential in the underworld, or just nobles/etc. So he’s hoping this, somewhat known dragon, in the city might know people, or give him information about those in power. Things like who to talk to, and or if he knows blackmail information... Anything that will help him start living the good life, above the law, here.))
Kyrian heads off towards the chaos dragon. As he draws closer he will don his shield and sword. Chaos dragons are as unpredictable as lady luck herself, so it never hurts to be prepared.
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"That's understandable," Naivara says, "I would love to have you along if you wish. I didn't want to pull you away from the life you have here if you didn't want to."
"I will accompany you." The dragon says with a nod. "Let me complete a few things, then I'll meet you... where would you like to meet?"
"I have many seconds in command." Remynys says with a nod. "You have to have options, to face situations that one second might not be quite equipped to handle." He shrugs. "Do you want more of my people to aid us, or shall just the two of us go?" He pauses as he looks you over. "I assume you want a thinking servant, and not a mindless slave. I will serve you, but try to not command me, as I work best when I can think things through and not simply follow commands without thought."
"Your logic is sound," Ing says as he releases direct control over the dragon. "The less loose ends the better," Ing says in response to the dragon's first question, "I'd prefer it just to be you and I on whatever ship we manage to book passage on, but if your guild extends beyond the city of Neverwinter, then perhaps we can make use of operatives in the land where we travel." Ing pauses for a second as if pondering something and then continues, "Although, if your people can access a boat or a ship and meet us at our destination, then perhaps that could be valuable. A smaller entourage draws less attention and I'd rather not have unwanted focus." Ing justifies. His form then shifts into that of a beautiful young elven woman with flowing blonde hair and dazzling blue eyes. His armor shifts in appearance and becomes a silky form-fitting gown that shimmers with green sparkles as the woman takes the dragon's arm and begins to walk out of the alleyway and towards the docks. "Besides darling, we wouldn't want anyone to interrupt our honeymoon would we? Let us find a ship to book passage on. Perhaps we can find one with some adventurers that will be able to defend us or perhaps would be willing to hire you once we are done our honeymoon." As the woman says this, she telepathically communicates to the dragon walking beside her, "From now on, my name is Esmerelda Antoine and you are my husband, Ronaldo Antoine. You work as a private mercenary and bounty hunter and that is the reason for your armor and weapon. Any further questions can be directed to me mentally." Pausing for a second the woman concentrates and sets up a more permanent telepathic link (Psychic Whispers) with the dragon for 2 hours. After answering any questions the dragon may have about their new identities, she begins to interrogate the dragon on his abilities so that she has a better understanding of what is on their side.
For simplicities sake I am writing this in advance, when the 2 hour time limit to Psychic Whispers expires, Esmerelda will repeat the process and expend a Psionic Energy Dice to extend the time by 5 hours.
Ing
The dragon quickly agrees to your plans. He agrees that he can have another boat ready to go in quick order, crewed by his own lads and only a few days behind you, if you find passage sooner than later.
a He walks with you to the docks, where you learn of only one ship currently planning on heading your general direction, the Ice Floe. Remynys quickly informs you that this is the ship that Palvin, the Steel Dragon, bought a few days ago, and that has been up North, into the Sea of Moving Ice until recently.
fesyss, Eater of All... As you start out, you follow the sense of the dragon. It is not long before you find several options for beasts of burdon, several horses, donkeys, and other animals are all over the place as you move through Neverwinter.
After doing whatever it is you want to do with or about the variety of beasts of burden, you continue onward, and soon come to a small home on the outskirts of Neverwinter. The home is modestly appointed, on the high end of middle-class, and quite well-situated near the wall of the city.
The sense of the dragon you seek comes from inside the house, and, though you wait for some time, it does not appear the dragon is likely to come out any time soon.
"I see..." The dragon-in-human-form says as he takes in Kierro. He sighs and nods his head. "I am chysen." He says at last. "Who are you that is able to control me so?"
“I could help you to find your coin and who took it from your lair, but i am afraid that it would just draw unwanted attention to you. Once i grow strong enough i will be able to do it without leaving a trail for others to follow.“
Nadariel thinks silently while keep walking towards the harbour, after a moment he starts a new thought: „Would you help me to find more of myself? In return, Once i am strong enough, i will help to find your treasure, the thief and erase his memory for you.“
"What ever yu need of me, I will do." The dragon replies with a nod of her head.
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"I have many seconds in command." Remynys says with a nod. "You have to have options, to face situations that one second might not be quite equipped to handle." He shrugs. "Do you want more of my people to aid us, or shall just the two of us go?" He pauses as he looks you over. "I assume you want a thinking servant, and not a mindless slave. I will serve you, but try to not command me, as I work best when I can think things through and not simply follow commands without thought."
"Master Shadowthorn, I feel it prudent to advise you that I am unable to compute your requirements." The dragon-in-human-form says as latrius moves to walk away. "I do not know what these Dragonlords are, nor do I know how to tell if one is becoming above another. Please, I require more data..." He seems quite distressed that he is unable to do the simple thing you have asked. "I can requisition more of my brethren to aid me, as well as many constructs, though keeping it to a few as you set as a parameter is well advised, but I do not have the data necissary to follow your primary objective..."
Latrius sighs.
"Look. There are other people like me with massive power. Some would use that power to cause chaos. The purpose of you and your brethren is to be on standby if that happens. Recruit a small group and send them to whatever land lies over there beyond the sea (he points towards the pull). Then, meet back with me. I’ll be on a ship, there will probably be other dragons there as well."
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"Yes Lord Shadowthorn." The Axial dragon responds. "I will call on my brethren at once, and we will head to the South West and find whatever land lies in the path you indicated."
Latrius grunts.
"Please. Shadowthorn is sufficient. Thank you."
He’ll return to the ship, returning as silently as he left.
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Naivara
"Very well, Naivara..." ymephi says with a frown. "What would you like of me? I have a life here, that is true, but I also cannot stay here too much longer, or even my elven appearance will be soon to give me away. How can I serve you best, coming with or staying here?" She looks thoughtful, the dazed appearance of her eyes fading. "I think going with you might be my best alternative, as I can do little here, if you are elsewhere. I have no clue how to best serve your interests here in Neverwinter, while, being with you, I feel better able to do so."
"That's understandable," Naivara says, "I would love to have you along if you wish. I didn't want to pull you away from the life you have here if you didn't want to."
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"Your logic is sound," Ing says as he releases direct control over the dragon. "The less loose ends the better," Ing says in response to the dragon's first question, "I'd prefer it just to be you and I on whatever ship we manage to book passage on, but if your guild extends beyond the city of Neverwinter, then perhaps we can make use of operatives in the land where we travel." Ing pauses for a second as if pondering something and then continues, "Although, if your people can access a boat or a ship and meet us at our destination, then perhaps that could be valuable. A smaller entourage draws less attention and I'd rather not have unwanted focus." Ing justifies. His form then shifts into that of a beautiful young elven woman with flowing blonde hair and dazzling blue eyes. His armor shifts in appearance and becomes a silky form-fitting gown that shimmers with green sparkles as the woman takes the dragon's arm and begins to walk out of the alleyway and towards the docks. "Besides darling, we wouldn't want anyone to interrupt our honeymoon would we? Let us find a ship to book passage on. Perhaps we can find one with some adventurers that will be able to defend us or perhaps would be willing to hire you once we are done our honeymoon." As the woman says this, she telepathically communicates to the dragon walking beside her, "From now on, my name is Esmerelda Antoine and you are my husband, Ronaldo Antoine. You work as a private mercenary and bounty hunter and that is the reason for your armor and weapon. Any further questions can be directed to me mentally." Pausing for a second the woman concentrates and sets up a more permanent telepathic link (Psychic Whispers) with the dragon for 5 hours. After answering any questions the dragon may have about their new identities, she begins to interrogate the dragon on his abilities so that she has a better understanding of what is on their side.
For simplicities sake I am writing this in advance, when the 2 hour time limit to Psychic Whispers expires, Esmerelda will repeat the process and expend a Psionic Energy Dice to extend the time by 5 hours.
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Kierro glances around the area of lean-to homes, saddened. As he passes a few (non-dragon) people down on their luck, he gives a silver coin or two and wishes them well, talking with them for a bit. On the off-chance that they’re sick or injured, he has lesser restoration and cure wounds prepared and ready to use.
When he finds the dragon and listens to the beggar’s words, he nods. ”Of course.” he says softly, handing him two silver pieces. “These will last you for a good while, for sure. And you’re right - there’s many that need help here. I’ve met a few, they’re good people.”
“What’s your name, good sir?” he asks, sitting next to him.
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Nadariel replies:
“I could help you to find your coin and who took it from your lair, but i am afraid that it would just draw unwanted attention to you. Once i grow strong enough i will be able to do it without leaving a trail for others to follow.“
Nadariel thinks silently while keep walking towards the harbour, after a moment he starts a new thought: „Would you help me to find more of myself? In return, Once i am strong enough, i will help to find your treasure, the thief and erase his memory for you.“
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Leto walks up to the dragon-man he sensed and says “yrsaintinth is it? I’m new to the city and feel that you could help me. You seem to know a good number of people here. Let me accompany you on your walk while we discuss the city.”
((Leto is looking to start his influence in this world. To do so he needs introductions with important people. Be these people like the Spider who are influential in the underworld, or just nobles/etc. So he’s hoping this, somewhat known dragon, in the city might know people, or give him information about those in power. Things like who to talk to, and or if he knows blackmail information... Anything that will help him start living the good life, above the law, here.))
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Kyrian heads off towards the chaos dragon. As he draws closer he will don his shield and sword. Chaos dragons are as unpredictable as lady luck herself, so it never hurts to be prepared.
“I will take responsibility for what I have done. [...] If must fall, I will rise each time a better man.” ― Brandon Sanderson, Oathbringer.
"I will accompany you." The dragon says with a nod. "Let me complete a few things, then I'll meet you... where would you like to meet?"
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Ing
The dragon quickly agrees to your plans. He agrees that he can have another boat ready to go in quick order, crewed by his own lads and only a few days behind you, if you find passage sooner than later.
a He walks with you to the docks, where you learn of only one ship currently planning on heading your general direction, the Ice Floe. Remynys quickly informs you that this is the ship that Palvin, the Steel Dragon, bought a few days ago, and that has been up North, into the Sea of Moving Ice until recently.
"The docks," Naivara says, "a ship called the Ice Flow. I'll meet you there... I'm sorry, I didn't get your name."
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fesyss, Eater of All...
As you start out, you follow the sense of the dragon. It is not long before you find several options for beasts of burdon, several horses, donkeys, and other animals are all over the place as you move through Neverwinter.
After doing whatever it is you want to do with or about the variety of beasts of burden, you continue onward, and soon come to a small home on the outskirts of Neverwinter. The home is modestly appointed, on the high end of middle-class, and quite well-situated near the wall of the city.
The sense of the dragon you seek comes from inside the house, and, though you wait for some time, it does not appear the dragon is likely to come out any time soon.
Kierro
"I see..." The dragon-in-human-form says as he takes in Kierro. He sighs and nods his head. "I am chysen." He says at last. "Who are you that is able to control me so?"
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"What ever yu need of me, I will do." The dragon replies with a nod of her head.