"Out of the frying pan, and into the," Wyldfyre pauses as she giggles, "but I was born of fire, so let's see where this leads." And heads up the ladder and onto the ship.
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"I suppose there's no reason to turn down a free ride..." Creed thinks to himself as he looks up and down the ship. "How long do you expect the journey to take, captain?" Creed asks the captain.
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Looking around the deck, Wyldfyre nods to the captain, "anything we need to be aware of before we get started," she asks, "like, no open flames, or moving parts we'll need to avoid?"
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Rhavien eyes this butler type suspiciously his eyes flash yellow Perception 16 no one is ever this generous he then bows to the captain. He look into his experience with people Insight 14 which aint much
"Ahoy captain So... I suppose we'll be earning our keep for this little ride Just remember I am a free man and I'm volunteering, to work."
Rhavien eyes this butler type suspiciously his eyes flash yellow Perception 22 no one is ever this generous he then bows to the captain. He look into his experience with people Insight 18 which aint much
"Ahoy captain So... I suppose we'll be earning our keep for this little ride Just remember I am a free man and I'm volunteering, to work."
You can tell he is actually this generous.
he says
no one needs to do any work, and Do Not go through the curtain downstairs.
"Oh?" Areas forbidden are always so interesting, she thinks. "And what be hiding behind the curtain? Pardon, my bluntness, but I'm sure everyone is thinking the same."
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Welcome to the Emporium of Mayhem! What sort of mischief do you seek today? Pyromaniac Wyldfyre searching for her place in the world.
Creed looks at Fragum suspiciously when he mentions smuggling but doesn't say anything. He lands near Fragum and repeats his question to the captain, "How long do you expect the journey to take?"
"Huh? Rhavien, you say? People call me Wyldfyre," she replies, lingering on vowels. "And, yeah, sure. I can try, but this isn't really something I was taught, it kinda just comes natural to me. The stories I heard whispered from my youth at the orphanage were that it has to do the fire elemental that killed my family and gifted me with a bit of its essence." As it to prove her point, she summons the fireballs to juggle again.
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Welcome to the Emporium of Mayhem! What sort of mischief do you seek today? Pyromaniac Wyldfyre searching for her place in the world.
"Oh?" Areas forbidden are always so interesting, she thinks. "And what be hiding behind the curtain? Pardon, my bluntness, but I'm sure everyone is thinking the same."
Creed looks at Fragum suspiciously when he mentions smuggling but doesn't say anything. He lands near Fragum and repeats his question to the captain, "How long do you expect the journey to take?"
She nods at the captain, "fair enough, I for one will definitely respect your space. But do we have quarters as well? Surely we're not going to spend the next month or so on deck."
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Welcome to the Emporium of Mayhem! What sort of mischief do you seek today? Pyromaniac Wyldfyre searching for her place in the world.
"Wyldfyre....Cool let us stake our claims for our quarters first, then maybe you can show me more. I guess I can teach you a little fighting technique"
"If needed I can stay on the deck or in the storage, I've trained myself for harsh environments." Fragum boasts "I still need to train, even if I am on an airship. Perhaps I can help with manual labor? Carry boxes and the such?"
"Thank you captain. Well lets go look at the cabins"
Rhavien thinks he would mostlikely end up in the storage area so the woman can have her privacy, but will look over the cabins to see how many they sleep and where they are at. He waits for the butler to show them to it
Wyldfyre tosses the balls up to let them burst into a shower of harmless sparks, then smiling, looks over the group. "Everyone so ready to rough it. I, for one will definitely appreciate a bed for the next month or so. Any bed beats alleyways and rooftops." Sliding her pack off her shoulders and onto the deck, she gives a brief curtsey to the captain, saying, "Thank you kind sir for your hospitality. I will be happy to lend a hand on our journey any way I can. Can you point the way to our quarters so I may drop this pack off and let Sparky down to stretch his legs?" As she says the last, she reaches up under her hair by her shoulder and makes a petting motion with one finger.
Anyone able to notice with see the snout of a small orange/red salamander on her shoulder.
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Welcome to the Emporium of Mayhem! What sort of mischief do you seek today? Pyromaniac Wyldfyre searching for her place in the world.
(OOC: I am not sure if we are ready to actually leave yet, but this is Creed's downtime activity if we will be fed by the captain and we have 1-2 months to do what we want.)
Creed is going to sleep on the storage deck and he is going to spend his days reading the books in his collection about the Elemental Plane of Air and portals. He will talk with anyone that wants to, but his real intention is to read as many of these books as possible on the journey.
(OOC: Let me know if I can make a roll to see what information I can glean from the books.)
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"Out of the frying pan, and into the," Wyldfyre pauses as she giggles, "but I was born of fire, so let's see where this leads." And heads up the ladder and onto the ship.
Welcome to the Emporium of Mayhem! What sort of mischief do you seek today?
Pyromaniac Wyldfyre searching for her place in the world.
"I suppose there's no reason to turn down a free ride..." Creed thinks to himself as he looks up and down the ship. "How long do you expect the journey to take, captain?" Creed asks the captain.
“The mark of a successful DM is when you have caused more player deaths with doors than dragons, demons, or devils.”
Looking around the deck, Wyldfyre nods to the captain, "anything we need to be aware of before we get started," she asks, "like, no open flames, or moving parts we'll need to avoid?"
Welcome to the Emporium of Mayhem! What sort of mischief do you seek today?
Pyromaniac Wyldfyre searching for her place in the world.
Rhavien eyes this butler type suspiciously his eyes flash yellow Perception 16 no one is ever this generous he then bows to the captain. He look into his experience with people Insight 14 which aint much
"Ahoy captain So... I suppose we'll be earning our keep for this little ride Just remember I am a free man and I'm volunteering, to work."
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Reminder for myself. Work together or fail apart. Talk with each other when necessary. Describe how, where, if, your character moved.
The sign on the trail ahead reads "DONT FEED THE DRAGON!" "Working Together" Follow this link please
You can tell he is actually this generous.
he says
no one needs to do any work, and Do Not go through the curtain downstairs.
DM: Dragon of Icespire Peak PbP
The dragonborn pulls himself up the final rung of the rope ladder. “Well, I hope we’re done with the climbing for now.” He mutters to himself.
Bowing, the dragonborn introduces himself, “Greetings, I am Azurre Thunderstroke. At your service.”
"Oh?" Areas forbidden are always so interesting, she thinks. "And what be hiding behind the curtain? Pardon, my bluntness, but I'm sure everyone is thinking the same."
Welcome to the Emporium of Mayhem! What sort of mischief do you seek today?
Pyromaniac Wyldfyre searching for her place in the world.
Fragum agrees, "Of course I wouldn't poke around anyways, but why so specific? Are you smuggling goods or something? If you are I won't tell."
When players get creative.
Rhavien looks around and shugs
"Very well the names Rhavien." he says with a smile "But if you will, give me something to do. I wouldn't mind the experience."
He looks over to the red head girl
"Would you like to hang out with me? Teach me a little Magic if you can. What was your name?"
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Reminder for myself. Work together or fail apart. Talk with each other when necessary. Describe how, where, if, your character moved.
The sign on the trail ahead reads "DONT FEED THE DRAGON!" "Working Together" Follow this link please
Creed looks at Fragum suspiciously when he mentions smuggling but doesn't say anything. He lands near Fragum and repeats his question to the captain, "How long do you expect the journey to take?"
“The mark of a successful DM is when you have caused more player deaths with doors than dragons, demons, or devils.”
"Huh? Rhavien, you say? People call me Wyldfyre," she replies, lingering on vowels. "And, yeah, sure. I can try, but this isn't really something I was taught, it kinda just comes natural to me. The stories I heard whispered from my youth at the orphanage were that it has to do the fire elemental that killed my family and gifted me with a bit of its essence." As it to prove her point, she summons the fireballs to juggle again.
Welcome to the Emporium of Mayhem! What sort of mischief do you seek today?
Pyromaniac Wyldfyre searching for her place in the world.
My private quarters.
1-2 months.
DM: Dragon of Icespire Peak PbP
She nods at the captain, "fair enough, I for one will definitely respect your space. But do we have quarters as well? Surely we're not going to spend the next month or so on deck."
Welcome to the Emporium of Mayhem! What sort of mischief do you seek today?
Pyromaniac Wyldfyre searching for her place in the world.
Rhavien looks fascinated at the display of magic
"Wyldfyre....Cool let us stake our claims for our quarters first, then maybe you can show me more. I guess I can teach you a little fighting technique"
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Reminder for myself. Work together or fail apart. Talk with each other when necessary. Describe how, where, if, your character moved.
The sign on the trail ahead reads "DONT FEED THE DRAGON!" "Working Together" Follow this link please
Azurre approaches the captain, “Thank you for your generous hospitality. It is greatly appreciated.”
Yes, there is two private cabins, and a deck with storage. Everyone, choose which ones you want.
DM: Dragon of Icespire Peak PbP
"If needed I can stay on the deck or in the storage, I've trained myself for harsh environments." Fragum boasts "I still need to train, even if I am on an airship. Perhaps I can help with manual labor? Carry boxes and the such?"
When players get creative.
"Thank you captain. Well lets go look at the cabins"
Rhavien thinks he would mostlikely end up in the storage area so the woman can have her privacy, but will look over the cabins to see how many they sleep and where they are at. He waits for the butler to show them to it
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Reminder for myself. Work together or fail apart. Talk with each other when necessary. Describe how, where, if, your character moved.
The sign on the trail ahead reads "DONT FEED THE DRAGON!" "Working Together" Follow this link please
Wyldfyre tosses the balls up to let them burst into a shower of harmless sparks, then smiling, looks over the group. "Everyone so ready to rough it. I, for one will definitely appreciate a bed for the next month or so. Any bed beats alleyways and rooftops." Sliding her pack off her shoulders and onto the deck, she gives a brief curtsey to the captain, saying, "Thank you kind sir for your hospitality. I will be happy to lend a hand on our journey any way I can. Can you point the way to our quarters so I may drop this pack off and let Sparky down to stretch his legs?" As she says the last, she reaches up under her hair by her shoulder and makes a petting motion with one finger.
Anyone able to notice with see the snout of a small orange/red salamander on her shoulder.
Welcome to the Emporium of Mayhem! What sort of mischief do you seek today?
Pyromaniac Wyldfyre searching for her place in the world.
(OOC: I am not sure if we are ready to actually leave yet, but this is Creed's downtime activity if we will be fed by the captain and we have 1-2 months to do what we want.)
Creed is going to sleep on the storage deck and he is going to spend his days reading the books in his collection about the Elemental Plane of Air and portals. He will talk with anyone that wants to, but his real intention is to read as many of these books as possible on the journey.
(OOC: Let me know if I can make a roll to see what information I can glean from the books.)
“The mark of a successful DM is when you have caused more player deaths with doors than dragons, demons, or devils.”