"I know of it, and what it's function is, but not how to cast it."
"I am willing to settle with the first two, from which I can extrapolate the third."
*Want to say Tallia tells Ash the spell description?*
*Yeah, that's simplest.*
"Thank you, very much Tallia. Um... I guess I can go get a donation to your hoard now. As repayment."
She shakes her head, laughing. "No, no need, Ash."
"Oh then... Um... Do you like me speaking so formally?"
She sighs. "Honestly, no. I have enough of that back home. Even the royals rarely view me as even an equal. It gets...rather annoying sometimes."
"Oh, I apol- I'm sorry. Thanks for telling me." She says, shifting and letting go of some of her fear
She chuckles. "Of course, Ash. You really don't have anything to be afraid of with me."
"I... I want to be safe rather then sorry. I grew up with people who were quick to angry and weren't always what they seemed."
She sighs. "You truly have nothing to fear, Ash, but I understand."
"Okay. Um... Shall I just take it till I make it?"
She shrugs. "Sure."
"Okay." Ash says, shaunts over to Tallia and putting their hand on her shoulder. "How goes it, pal?"
She chuckles. "Well, Ash, very well."
"Good to hear you, dude. What shall, um... Should we do? Mess around and... (Can't say gorge, that is too formal) eat a lot? I don't know a lot of slang sadly."
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"I wouldn't say I neatly fall into any one category. Like you, I ended up here by accident. Though for now, I'm just taking time to recuperate from the rush of my past life."
She smiles slightly. "Alright." She takes another sip. "Well, I'm still looking for a bit of a reason to stay..." She looks him in the eyes briefly. "Do you think you have one for me?" She asks with a shy smile
He inhales the fumes off one of his whiskey glasses and sets it down empty on the counter. "That, Mistress Tallia, depends entirely upon where you look." once again he's looking deeply into her eyes, and he leans in a bit closer. "I'd rather not look anywhere else."
She smiles shyly and looks away briefly, blushing hard, before looking back shyly. "I...think I..." She looks down shyly, blushing still.
They hear Ash in their head: Tallia and Finn sitting in a tree, K I S S I N G...
She suddenly blushes harder. Shut up, you. Also, not like we're really compatible...
Then why are you blushing? You must of heard of half dragons before. Your compatible with anyone
She pauses. There's a little something you should know, Ash...I'm a bit of a tease, and do enjoy messing with people. Not maliciously though. I guess I'm a bit more like a Copper in that regard.
Knew you were like them! And if you are such a tease, why do you blush? Are you lying that hard?
I'm that good, yes.
Oh, got it. Just... Nevermind. I don't know how to say it
She chuckles telepathically. Look, I'm not gonna deny he's cute, but for now...this is play. Ash gets the sense that she'd wink at her if it wouldn't break her act.
Ug, I knew it
Knew what? That I enjoy playing with people?
your falling for him, slowly but surely
She laughs, telepathically still. No, at least not yet. I've done well at making sure I don't fall for anyone.
whatever you say
Ash gets the telepathic equivalent of Tallia rolling her eyes.
"I wouldn't say I neatly fall into any one category. Like you, I ended up here by accident. Though for now, I'm just taking time to recuperate from the rush of my past life."
She smiles slightly. "Alright." She takes another sip. "Well, I'm still looking for a bit of a reason to stay..." She looks him in the eyes briefly. "Do you think you have one for me?" She asks with a shy smile
He inhales the fumes off one of his whiskey glasses and sets it down empty on the counter. "That, Mistress Tallia, depends entirely upon where you look." once again he's looking deeply into her eyes, and he leans in a bit closer. "I'd rather not look anywhere else."
She smiles shyly and looks away briefly, blushing hard, before looking back shyly. "I...think I..." She looks down shyly, blushing still.
They hear Ash in their head: Tallia and Finn sitting in a tree, K I S S I N G...
She suddenly blushes harder. Shut up, you. Also, not like we're really compatible...
Then why are you blushing? You must of heard of half dragons before. Your compatible with anyone
She pauses. There's a little something you should know, Ash...I'm a bit of a tease, and do enjoy messing with people. Not maliciously though. I guess I'm a bit more like a Copper in that regard.
Knew you were like them! And if you are such a tease, why do you blush? Are you lying that hard?
I'm that good, yes.
Oh, got it. Just... Nevermind. I don't know how to say it
She chuckles telepathically. Look, I'm not gonna deny he's cute, but for now...this is play. Ash gets the sense that she'd wink at her if it wouldn't break her act.
Ug, I knew it
Knew what? That I enjoy playing with people?
your falling for him, slowly but surely
She laughs, telepathically still. No, at least not yet. I've done well at making sure I don't fall for anyone.
whatever you say
Ash gets the telepathic equivalent of Tallia rolling her eyes.
Look, I just don't want to have to deal with you marrying anyone. Always takes up everyone's time
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"I know of it, and what it's function is, but not how to cast it."
"I am willing to settle with the first two, from which I can extrapolate the third."
*Want to say Tallia tells Ash the spell description?*
*Yeah, that's simplest.*
"Thank you, very much Tallia. Um... I guess I can go get a donation to your hoard now. As repayment."
She shakes her head, laughing. "No, no need, Ash."
"Oh then... Um... Do you like me speaking so formally?"
She sighs. "Honestly, no. I have enough of that back home. Even the royals rarely view me as even an equal. It gets...rather annoying sometimes."
"Oh, I apol- I'm sorry. Thanks for telling me." She says, shifting and letting go of some of her fear
She chuckles. "Of course, Ash. You really don't have anything to be afraid of with me."
"I... I want to be safe rather then sorry. I grew up with people who were quick to angry and weren't always what they seemed."
She sighs. "You truly have nothing to fear, Ash, but I understand."
"Okay. Um... Shall I just take it till I make it?"
She shrugs. "Sure."
"Okay." Ash says, shaunts over to Tallia and putting their hand on her shoulder. "How goes it, pal?"
She chuckles. "Well, Ash, very well."
"Good to hear you, dude. What shall, um... Should we do? Mess around and... (Can't say gorge, that is too formal) eat a lot? I don't know a lot of slang sadly."
She laughs. "You're trying a little too hard, Ash. Just be yourself; act how you would with your friends."
She smiles slightly. "Alright." She takes another sip. "Well, I'm still looking for a bit of a reason to stay..." She looks him in the eyes briefly. "Do you think you have one for me?" She asks with a shy smile
He inhales the fumes off one of his whiskey glasses and sets it down empty on the counter. "That, Mistress Tallia, depends entirely upon where you look." once again he's looking deeply into her eyes, and he leans in a bit closer. "I'd rather not look anywhere else."
She smiles shyly and looks away briefly, blushing hard, before looking back shyly. "I...think I..." She looks down shyly, blushing still.
He breathes deeply and sips his whiskey, giving her a sly smile over the lip of the glass and saying sincerely, "There's no rush Tallia."
She smiles shyly, blushing still. She looks back up shyly, before sipping on her champagne, finally finishing it.
"You want another?"
She nods, still acting rather shy, as though waiting for Finn to make the first move.
He orders them both a new glass of champagne, and lifts his in a toast, sitting a bit closer to Tallia. "To new horizons."
She smiles shyly. "To new horizons." She says, clinking her glass against his, before taking a sip.
He takes a sip, savoring the smell of the fumes like he did with the whiskey. Then he sets the glass aside carefully and leans in to kiss her tenderly. The effects of the fumes mixed with the kiss have a heady effect on him that leaves sparks rocketing around Finn's brain like roman charioteers taking a victory lap.
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Hi, I am not a chest. I deny with 100% certainty that I am a chest. I can neither confirm nor deny what I am beyond that.
I used to portray Krathian, Q'ilbrith, Jim, Tara, Turin, Nathan, Tench, Finn, Alvin, and other characters in various taverns.
"I know of it, and what it's function is, but not how to cast it."
"I am willing to settle with the first two, from which I can extrapolate the third."
*Want to say Tallia tells Ash the spell description?*
*Yeah, that's simplest.*
"Thank you, very much Tallia. Um... I guess I can go get a donation to your hoard now. As repayment."
She shakes her head, laughing. "No, no need, Ash."
"Oh then... Um... Do you like me speaking so formally?"
She sighs. "Honestly, no. I have enough of that back home. Even the royals rarely view me as even an equal. It gets...rather annoying sometimes."
"Oh, I apol- I'm sorry. Thanks for telling me." She says, shifting and letting go of some of her fear
She chuckles. "Of course, Ash. You really don't have anything to be afraid of with me."
"I... I want to be safe rather then sorry. I grew up with people who were quick to angry and weren't always what they seemed."
She sighs. "You truly have nothing to fear, Ash, but I understand."
"Okay. Um... Shall I just take it till I make it?"
She shrugs. "Sure."
"Okay." Ash says, shaunts over to Tallia and putting their hand on her shoulder. "How goes it, pal?"
She chuckles. "Well, Ash, very well."
"Good to hear you, dude. What shall, um... Should we do? Mess around and... (Can't say gorge, that is too formal) eat a lot? I don't know a lot of slang sadly."
She laughs. "You're trying a little too hard, Ash. Just be yourself; act how you would with your friends."
"Okay... Am I really that funny?"
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"I wouldn't say I neatly fall into any one category. Like you, I ended up here by accident. Though for now, I'm just taking time to recuperate from the rush of my past life."
She smiles slightly. "Alright." She takes another sip. "Well, I'm still looking for a bit of a reason to stay..." She looks him in the eyes briefly. "Do you think you have one for me?" She asks with a shy smile
He inhales the fumes off one of his whiskey glasses and sets it down empty on the counter. "That, Mistress Tallia, depends entirely upon where you look." once again he's looking deeply into her eyes, and he leans in a bit closer. "I'd rather not look anywhere else."
She smiles shyly and looks away briefly, blushing hard, before looking back shyly. "I...think I..." She looks down shyly, blushing still.
They hear Ash in their head: Tallia and Finn sitting in a tree, K I S S I N G...
She suddenly blushes harder. Shut up, you. Also, not like we're really compatible...
Then why are you blushing? You must of heard of half dragons before. Your compatible with anyone
She pauses. There's a little something you should know, Ash...I'm a bit of a tease, and do enjoy messing with people. Not maliciously though. I guess I'm a bit more like a Copper in that regard.
Knew you were like them! And if you are such a tease, why do you blush? Are you lying that hard?
I'm that good, yes.
Oh, got it. Just... Nevermind. I don't know how to say it
She chuckles telepathically. Look, I'm not gonna deny he's cute, but for now...this is play. Ash gets the sense that she'd wink at her if it wouldn't break her act.
Ug, I knew it
Knew what? That I enjoy playing with people?
your falling for him, slowly but surely
She laughs, telepathically still. No, at least not yet. I've done well at making sure I don't fall for anyone.
whatever you say
Ash gets the telepathic equivalent of Tallia rolling her eyes.
Look, I just don't want to have to deal with you marrying anyone. Always takes up everyone's time
She laughs. I'm not going to be marrying anyone. How many dragons have you heard of marrying any of the humanoid races? It's just so complicated...trying to keep up with maintaining my horde while explaining my absences to my spouse? No...too much...
"I wouldn't say I neatly fall into any one category. Like you, I ended up here by accident. Though for now, I'm just taking time to recuperate from the rush of my past life."
She smiles slightly. "Alright." She takes another sip. "Well, I'm still looking for a bit of a reason to stay..." She looks him in the eyes briefly. "Do you think you have one for me?" She asks with a shy smile
He inhales the fumes off one of his whiskey glasses and sets it down empty on the counter. "That, Mistress Tallia, depends entirely upon where you look." once again he's looking deeply into her eyes, and he leans in a bit closer. "I'd rather not look anywhere else."
She smiles shyly and looks away briefly, blushing hard, before looking back shyly. "I...think I..." She looks down shyly, blushing still.
They hear Ash in their head: Tallia and Finn sitting in a tree, K I S S I N G...
She suddenly blushes harder. Shut up, you. Also, not like we're really compatible...
Then why are you blushing? You must of heard of half dragons before. Your compatible with anyone
She pauses. There's a little something you should know, Ash...I'm a bit of a tease, and do enjoy messing with people. Not maliciously though. I guess I'm a bit more like a Copper in that regard.
Knew you were like them! And if you are such a tease, why do you blush? Are you lying that hard?
I'm that good, yes.
Oh, got it. Just... Nevermind. I don't know how to say it
She chuckles telepathically. Look, I'm not gonna deny he's cute, but for now...this is play. Ash gets the sense that she'd wink at her if it wouldn't break her act.
Ug, I knew it
Knew what? That I enjoy playing with people?
your falling for him, slowly but surely
She laughs, telepathically still. No, at least not yet. I've done well at making sure I don't fall for anyone.
whatever you say
Ash gets the telepathic equivalent of Tallia rolling her eyes.
Look, I just don't want to have to deal with you marrying anyone. Always takes up everyone's time
She laughs. I'm not going to be marrying anyone. How many dragons have you heard of marrying any of the humanoid races? It's just so complicated...trying to keep up with maintaining my horde while explaining my absences to my spouse? No...too much...
Sure
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She smiles slightly. "Alright." She takes another sip. "Well, I'm still looking for a bit of a reason to stay..." She looks him in the eyes briefly. "Do you think you have one for me?" She asks with a shy smile
He inhales the fumes off one of his whiskey glasses and sets it down empty on the counter. "That, Mistress Tallia, depends entirely upon where you look." once again he's looking deeply into her eyes, and he leans in a bit closer. "I'd rather not look anywhere else."
She smiles shyly and looks away briefly, blushing hard, before looking back shyly. "I...think I..." She looks down shyly, blushing still.
He breathes deeply and sips his whiskey, giving her a sly smile over the lip of the glass and saying sincerely, "There's no rush Tallia."
She smiles shyly, blushing still. She looks back up shyly, before sipping on her champagne, finally finishing it.
"You want another?"
She nods, still acting rather shy, as though waiting for Finn to make the first move.
He orders them both a new glass of champagne, and lifts his in a toast, sitting a bit closer to Tallia. "To new horizons."
She smiles shyly. "To new horizons." She says, clinking her glass against his, before taking a sip.
He takes a sip, savoring the smell of the fumes like he did with the whiskey. Then he sets the glass aside carefully and leans in to kiss her tenderly. The effects of the fumes mixed with the kiss have a heady effect on him that leaves sparks rocketing around Finn's brain like roman charioteers taking a victory lap.
She seems a little surprised at first, before leaning into it a bit, kissing him back. When he breaks the kiss, she leans back, blinking rapidly, blushing.
*Yes? No? Maybe? I would (personally) like it if Raphael got to meet jim*
*Actually, yes I can do that! Sounds fun.*
Jim is chilling in the kitchen, sitting on an inverted pot. He's playing spoons and whistling to himself.
A halfling with green eyes, red hair, and elf ears skip over to Jim (humming with his beet), tapping them lightly on the back. "Hello, my good sir. How are you doing this evening?"
"'Eh? Doin' jes fine fer once little friend, thank'e fer askin'."
"Your welcome. I'm Raphael. Nice to meet you?" They say, offering a hand
He shakes it heartily, "Jim th' Pick."
"Well, nice to meet you, 'Jim th' Pick'. Are you a musician or something?"
"Nope, I'm a cook." He shrugs, "I jes play th' spoons now n' again when I get bored o' cookin'"
"Ooo, I would love to know how to cook. I... Can't taste well, so I'm not a good one, not yet anyway."
*Insight if you want*
*Sure beans: 3*
"Ehh, I could show ye a few things."
They seem to be telling the truth.
"If you are willing, sure I am willing to listen. Um... Are you open right now?"
He puts down the spoons and shrugs, "I've got nothin' better ta do. Whaddya wanna know how ta cook?"
They think for a second. "Double chocolate cookies?"
He rubs his scruffy chin, only barely held in reserve from the ever-persistent onslaught of his manish sideburns. "I'm not real good at confectionery, but I'll see what I can do."
"Well if you want, you can suggest something else. What are you best at making?"
"Seafood. I learned ta cook in waterdeep. Particularly fond o' crab,"
"Ooo, do you know how to cook swordfish?"
"If it swims, I can cook it." he rubs his hands together, "Swordfish, eh? I believe we have some o' that down in the ice-room."
Raphael is very excited. "Okay, so what do we need?"
"Well, fer starters, swordfish. Folow me."
They nod, doing so
"How should I prepare myself?"
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"I know of it, and what it's function is, but not how to cast it."
"I am willing to settle with the first two, from which I can extrapolate the third."
*Want to say Tallia tells Ash the spell description?*
*Yeah, that's simplest.*
"Thank you, very much Tallia. Um... I guess I can go get a donation to your hoard now. As repayment."
She shakes her head, laughing. "No, no need, Ash."
"Oh then... Um... Do you like me speaking so formally?"
She sighs. "Honestly, no. I have enough of that back home. Even the royals rarely view me as even an equal. It gets...rather annoying sometimes."
"Oh, I apol- I'm sorry. Thanks for telling me." She says, shifting and letting go of some of her fear
She chuckles. "Of course, Ash. You really don't have anything to be afraid of with me."
"I... I want to be safe rather then sorry. I grew up with people who were quick to angry and weren't always what they seemed."
She sighs. "You truly have nothing to fear, Ash, but I understand."
"Okay. Um... Shall I just take it till I make it?"
She shrugs. "Sure."
"Okay." Ash says, shaunts over to Tallia and putting their hand on her shoulder. "How goes it, pal?"
She chuckles. "Well, Ash, very well."
"Good to hear you, dude. What shall, um... Should we do? Mess around and... (Can't say gorge, that is too formal) eat a lot? I don't know a lot of slang sadly."
She laughs. "You're trying a little too hard, Ash. Just be yourself; act how you would with your friends."
"Okay... Am I really that funny?"
"With how hard you were trying to "play it lose," as I think the saying goes, yes, you were. You don't need to act around me, Ash. Just be yourself."
*Yes? No? Maybe? I would (personally) like it if Raphael got to meet jim*
*Actually, yes I can do that! Sounds fun.*
Jim is chilling in the kitchen, sitting on an inverted pot. He's playing spoons and whistling to himself.
A halfling with green eyes, red hair, and elf ears skip over to Jim (humming with his beet), tapping them lightly on the back. "Hello, my good sir. How are you doing this evening?"
"'Eh? Doin' jes fine fer once little friend, thank'e fer askin'."
"Your welcome. I'm Raphael. Nice to meet you?" They say, offering a hand
He shakes it heartily, "Jim th' Pick."
"Well, nice to meet you, 'Jim th' Pick'. Are you a musician or something?"
"Nope, I'm a cook." He shrugs, "I jes play th' spoons now n' again when I get bored o' cookin'"
"Ooo, I would love to know how to cook. I... Can't taste well, so I'm not a good one, not yet anyway."
*Insight if you want*
*Sure beans: 3*
"Ehh, I could show ye a few things."
They seem to be telling the truth.
"If you are willing, sure I am willing to listen. Um... Are you open right now?"
He puts down the spoons and shrugs, "I've got nothin' better ta do. Whaddya wanna know how ta cook?"
They think for a second. "Double chocolate cookies?"
He rubs his scruffy chin, only barely held in reserve from the ever-persistent onslaught of his manish sideburns. "I'm not real good at confectionery, but I'll see what I can do."
"Well if you want, you can suggest something else. What are you best at making?"
"Seafood. I learned ta cook in waterdeep. Particularly fond o' crab,"
"Ooo, do you know how to cook swordfish?"
"If it swims, I can cook it." he rubs his hands together, "Swordfish, eh? I believe we have some o' that down in the ice-room."
Raphael is very excited. "Okay, so what do we need?"
"Well, fer starters, swordfish. Folow me."
They nod, doing so
He leads them around out the backdoor of the kitchen to the left side of the tavern, off of which is built a rickety toolshed near the stables. Inside there appears to be a pile of straw where someone has been sleeping, and an immaculately cleaned and upkept blunderbuss hangs on the wall nearby. He continues down an internal cellar door near the straw pile, and the temperature drops significantly and noticeably. Seeing easily around the unlit ice cellar with his dark vision, Jim begins to root through the various slabs of meat, finding several tied with a tag upon which is scrawled 'Sordfish.' he takes a few slabs of the meat and begins the trip back up. "Normally ye'd want ta be able ta see the coloration o' the meat before ye cook with it, but I checked when I bought it an' these'r beautiful cuts o' swordfish, no doubt."
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I used to portray Krathian, Q'ilbrith, Jim, Tara, Turin, Nathan, Tench, Finn, Alvin, and other characters in various taverns.
"I wouldn't say I neatly fall into any one category. Like you, I ended up here by accident. Though for now, I'm just taking time to recuperate from the rush of my past life."
She smiles slightly. "Alright." She takes another sip. "Well, I'm still looking for a bit of a reason to stay..." She looks him in the eyes briefly. "Do you think you have one for me?" She asks with a shy smile
He inhales the fumes off one of his whiskey glasses and sets it down empty on the counter. "That, Mistress Tallia, depends entirely upon where you look." once again he's looking deeply into her eyes, and he leans in a bit closer. "I'd rather not look anywhere else."
She smiles shyly and looks away briefly, blushing hard, before looking back shyly. "I...think I..." She looks down shyly, blushing still.
They hear Ash in their head: Tallia and Finn sitting in a tree, K I S S I N G...
She suddenly blushes harder. Shut up, you. Also, not like we're really compatible...
Then why are you blushing? You must of heard of half dragons before. Your compatible with anyone
She pauses. There's a little something you should know, Ash...I'm a bit of a tease, and do enjoy messing with people. Not maliciously though. I guess I'm a bit more like a Copper in that regard.
Knew you were like them! And if you are such a tease, why do you blush? Are you lying that hard?
I'm that good, yes.
Oh, got it. Just... Nevermind. I don't know how to say it
She chuckles telepathically. Look, I'm not gonna deny he's cute, but for now...this is play. Ash gets the sense that she'd wink at her if it wouldn't break her act.
Ug, I knew it
Knew what? That I enjoy playing with people?
your falling for him, slowly but surely
She laughs, telepathically still. No, at least not yet. I've done well at making sure I don't fall for anyone.
whatever you say
Ash gets the telepathic equivalent of Tallia rolling her eyes.
Look, I just don't want to have to deal with you marrying anyone. Always takes up everyone's time
She laughs. I'm not going to be marrying anyone. How many dragons have you heard of marrying any of the humanoid races? It's just so complicated...trying to keep up with maintaining my horde while explaining my absences to my spouse? No...too much...
"I know of it, and what it's function is, but not how to cast it."
"I am willing to settle with the first two, from which I can extrapolate the third."
*Want to say Tallia tells Ash the spell description?*
*Yeah, that's simplest.*
"Thank you, very much Tallia. Um... I guess I can go get a donation to your hoard now. As repayment."
She shakes her head, laughing. "No, no need, Ash."
"Oh then... Um... Do you like me speaking so formally?"
She sighs. "Honestly, no. I have enough of that back home. Even the royals rarely view me as even an equal. It gets...rather annoying sometimes."
"Oh, I apol- I'm sorry. Thanks for telling me." She says, shifting and letting go of some of her fear
She chuckles. "Of course, Ash. You really don't have anything to be afraid of with me."
"I... I want to be safe rather then sorry. I grew up with people who were quick to angry and weren't always what they seemed."
She sighs. "You truly have nothing to fear, Ash, but I understand."
"Okay. Um... Shall I just take it till I make it?"
She shrugs. "Sure."
"Okay." Ash says, shaunts over to Tallia and putting their hand on her shoulder. "How goes it, pal?"
She chuckles. "Well, Ash, very well."
"Good to hear you, dude. What shall, um... Should we do? Mess around and... (Can't say gorge, that is too formal) eat a lot? I don't know a lot of slang sadly."
She laughs. "You're trying a little too hard, Ash. Just be yourself; act how you would with your friends."
"Okay... Am I really that funny?"
"With how hard you were trying to "play it lose," as I think the saying goes, yes, you were. You don't need to act around me, Ash. Just be yourself."
"I am sorry for acting like someone else. Um... As long as I am being truthful here, I would love to see your hoard."
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She smiles slightly. "Alright." She takes another sip. "Well, I'm still looking for a bit of a reason to stay..." She looks him in the eyes briefly. "Do you think you have one for me?" She asks with a shy smile
He inhales the fumes off one of his whiskey glasses and sets it down empty on the counter. "That, Mistress Tallia, depends entirely upon where you look." once again he's looking deeply into her eyes, and he leans in a bit closer. "I'd rather not look anywhere else."
She smiles shyly and looks away briefly, blushing hard, before looking back shyly. "I...think I..." She looks down shyly, blushing still.
He breathes deeply and sips his whiskey, giving her a sly smile over the lip of the glass and saying sincerely, "There's no rush Tallia."
She smiles shyly, blushing still. She looks back up shyly, before sipping on her champagne, finally finishing it.
"You want another?"
She nods, still acting rather shy, as though waiting for Finn to make the first move.
He orders them both a new glass of champagne, and lifts his in a toast, sitting a bit closer to Tallia. "To new horizons."
She smiles shyly. "To new horizons." She says, clinking her glass against his, before taking a sip.
He takes a sip, savoring the smell of the fumes like he did with the whiskey. Then he sets the glass aside carefully and leans in to kiss her tenderly. The effects of the fumes mixed with the kiss have a heady effect on him that leaves sparks rocketing around Finn's brain like roman charioteers taking a victory lap.
She seems a little surprised at first, before leaning into it a bit, kissing him back. When he breaks the kiss, she leans back, blinking rapidly, blushing.
"Wow..." he says, half surprised himself.
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Hi, I am not a chest. I deny with 100% certainty that I am a chest. I can neither confirm nor deny what I am beyond that.
I used to portray Krathian, Q'ilbrith, Jim, Tara, Turin, Nathan, Tench, Finn, Alvin, and other characters in various taverns.
"I know of it, and what it's function is, but not how to cast it."
"I am willing to settle with the first two, from which I can extrapolate the third."
*Want to say Tallia tells Ash the spell description?*
*Yeah, that's simplest.*
"Thank you, very much Tallia. Um... I guess I can go get a donation to your hoard now. As repayment."
She shakes her head, laughing. "No, no need, Ash."
"Oh then... Um... Do you like me speaking so formally?"
She sighs. "Honestly, no. I have enough of that back home. Even the royals rarely view me as even an equal. It gets...rather annoying sometimes."
"Oh, I apol- I'm sorry. Thanks for telling me." She says, shifting and letting go of some of her fear
She chuckles. "Of course, Ash. You really don't have anything to be afraid of with me."
"I... I want to be safe rather then sorry. I grew up with people who were quick to angry and weren't always what they seemed."
She sighs. "You truly have nothing to fear, Ash, but I understand."
"Okay. Um... Shall I just take it till I make it?"
She shrugs. "Sure."
"Okay." Ash says, shaunts over to Tallia and putting their hand on her shoulder. "How goes it, pal?"
She chuckles. "Well, Ash, very well."
"Good to hear you, dude. What shall, um... Should we do? Mess around and... (Can't say gorge, that is too formal) eat a lot? I don't know a lot of slang sadly."
She laughs. "You're trying a little too hard, Ash. Just be yourself; act how you would with your friends."
"Okay... Am I really that funny?"
"With how hard you were trying to "play it lose," as I think the saying goes, yes, you were. You don't need to act around me, Ash. Just be yourself."
"I am sorry for acting like someone else. Um... As long as I am being truthful here, I would love to see your hoard."
*Yes? No? Maybe? I would (personally) like it if Raphael got to meet jim*
*Actually, yes I can do that! Sounds fun.*
Jim is chilling in the kitchen, sitting on an inverted pot. He's playing spoons and whistling to himself.
A halfling with green eyes, red hair, and elf ears skip over to Jim (humming with his beet), tapping them lightly on the back. "Hello, my good sir. How are you doing this evening?"
"'Eh? Doin' jes fine fer once little friend, thank'e fer askin'."
"Your welcome. I'm Raphael. Nice to meet you?" They say, offering a hand
He shakes it heartily, "Jim th' Pick."
"Well, nice to meet you, 'Jim th' Pick'. Are you a musician or something?"
"Nope, I'm a cook." He shrugs, "I jes play th' spoons now n' again when I get bored o' cookin'"
"Ooo, I would love to know how to cook. I... Can't taste well, so I'm not a good one, not yet anyway."
*Insight if you want*
*Sure beans: 3*
"Ehh, I could show ye a few things."
They seem to be telling the truth.
"If you are willing, sure I am willing to listen. Um... Are you open right now?"
He puts down the spoons and shrugs, "I've got nothin' better ta do. Whaddya wanna know how ta cook?"
They think for a second. "Double chocolate cookies?"
He rubs his scruffy chin, only barely held in reserve from the ever-persistent onslaught of his manish sideburns. "I'm not real good at confectionery, but I'll see what I can do."
"Well if you want, you can suggest something else. What are you best at making?"
"Seafood. I learned ta cook in waterdeep. Particularly fond o' crab,"
"Ooo, do you know how to cook swordfish?"
"If it swims, I can cook it." he rubs his hands together, "Swordfish, eh? I believe we have some o' that down in the ice-room."
Raphael is very excited. "Okay, so what do we need?"
"Well, fer starters, swordfish. Folow me."
They nod, doing so
He leads them around out the backdoor of the kitchen to the left side of the tavern, off of which is built a rickety toolshed near the stables. Inside there appears to be a pile of straw where someone has been sleeping, and an immaculately cleaned and upkept blunderbuss hangs on the wall nearby. He continues down an internal cellar door near the straw pile, and the temperature drops significantly and noticeably. Seeing easily around the unlit ice cellar with his dark vision, Jim begins to root through the various slabs of meat, finding several tied with a tag upon which is scrawled 'Sordfish.' he takes a few slabs of the meat and begins the trip back up. "Normally ye'd want ta be able ta see the coloration o' the meat before ye cook with it, but I checked when I bought it an' these'r beautiful cuts o' swordfish, no doubt."
"Thank you very much, Jim th' Pick. So we have the fish. What is next?" She says, looking for a apron
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She smiles slightly. "Alright." She takes another sip. "Well, I'm still looking for a bit of a reason to stay..." She looks him in the eyes briefly. "Do you think you have one for me?" She asks with a shy smile
He inhales the fumes off one of his whiskey glasses and sets it down empty on the counter. "That, Mistress Tallia, depends entirely upon where you look." once again he's looking deeply into her eyes, and he leans in a bit closer. "I'd rather not look anywhere else."
She smiles shyly and looks away briefly, blushing hard, before looking back shyly. "I...think I..." She looks down shyly, blushing still.
He breathes deeply and sips his whiskey, giving her a sly smile over the lip of the glass and saying sincerely, "There's no rush Tallia."
She smiles shyly, blushing still. She looks back up shyly, before sipping on her champagne, finally finishing it.
"You want another?"
She nods, still acting rather shy, as though waiting for Finn to make the first move.
He orders them both a new glass of champagne, and lifts his in a toast, sitting a bit closer to Tallia. "To new horizons."
She smiles shyly. "To new horizons." She says, clinking her glass against his, before taking a sip.
He takes a sip, savoring the smell of the fumes like he did with the whiskey. Then he sets the glass aside carefully and leans in to kiss her tenderly. The effects of the fumes mixed with the kiss have a heady effect on him that leaves sparks rocketing around Finn's brain like roman charioteers taking a victory lap.
She seems a little surprised at first, before leaning into it a bit, kissing him back. When he breaks the kiss, she leans back, blinking rapidly, blushing.
*INAC, at some point, I've got a dwarf who may be able to trade a few stories with Jim. He's a Forge Domain mountain dwarf who originally spent some time in Waterdeep in the temple to Moradin. Also spent some time sailing the Sword Coast.*
*Sounds fun but they may not get along well. He worked for Xanathar as chief cook and occasional enforcer. It's why his brain is so screwed up and he's afraid of everything.*
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Hi, I am not a chest. I deny with 100% certainty that I am a chest. I can neither confirm nor deny what I am beyond that.
I used to portray Krathian, Q'ilbrith, Jim, Tara, Turin, Nathan, Tench, Finn, Alvin, and other characters in various taverns.
"I know of it, and what it's function is, but not how to cast it."
"I am willing to settle with the first two, from which I can extrapolate the third."
*Want to say Tallia tells Ash the spell description?*
*Yeah, that's simplest.*
"Thank you, very much Tallia. Um... I guess I can go get a donation to your hoard now. As repayment."
She shakes her head, laughing. "No, no need, Ash."
"Oh then... Um... Do you like me speaking so formally?"
She sighs. "Honestly, no. I have enough of that back home. Even the royals rarely view me as even an equal. It gets...rather annoying sometimes."
"Oh, I apol- I'm sorry. Thanks for telling me." She says, shifting and letting go of some of her fear
She chuckles. "Of course, Ash. You really don't have anything to be afraid of with me."
"I... I want to be safe rather then sorry. I grew up with people who were quick to angry and weren't always what they seemed."
She sighs. "You truly have nothing to fear, Ash, but I understand."
"Okay. Um... Shall I just take it till I make it?"
She shrugs. "Sure."
"Okay." Ash says, shaunts over to Tallia and putting their hand on her shoulder. "How goes it, pal?"
She chuckles. "Well, Ash, very well."
"Good to hear you, dude. What shall, um... Should we do? Mess around and... (Can't say gorge, that is too formal) eat a lot? I don't know a lot of slang sadly."
She laughs. "You're trying a little too hard, Ash. Just be yourself; act how you would with your friends."
"Okay... Am I really that funny?"
"With how hard you were trying to "play it lose," as I think the saying goes, yes, you were. You don't need to act around me, Ash. Just be yourself."
"I am sorry for acting like someone else. Um... As long as I am being truthful here, I would love to see your hoard."
She smiles. "Maybe sometime, my friend."
"Well I will accept that... Say, can you travel between material planes? I would... Like to see how people are faring back home without me."
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"Good to hear you, dude. What shall, um... Should we do? Mess around and... (Can't say gorge, that is too formal) eat a lot? I don't know a lot of slang sadly."
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
Ash gets the telepathic equivalent of Tallia rolling her eyes.
Look, I just don't want to have to deal with you marrying anyone. Always takes up everyone's time
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
She laughs. "You're trying a little too hard, Ash. Just be yourself; act how you would with your friends."
He takes a sip, savoring the smell of the fumes like he did with the whiskey. Then he sets the glass aside carefully and leans in to kiss her tenderly. The effects of the fumes mixed with the kiss have a heady effect on him that leaves sparks rocketing around Finn's brain like roman charioteers taking a victory lap.
Hi, I am not a chest. I deny with 100% certainty that I am a chest. I can neither confirm nor deny what I am beyond that.
I used to portray Krathian, Q'ilbrith, Jim, Tara, Turin, Nathan, Tench, Finn, Alvin, and other characters in various taverns.
I also do homebrew, check out my Spells and Magic Items
"That is not dead which can eternal lie, and with strange eons, even death may die"
"Okay... Am I really that funny?"
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
She laughs. I'm not going to be marrying anyone. How many dragons have you heard of marrying any of the humanoid races? It's just so complicated...trying to keep up with maintaining my horde while explaining my absences to my spouse? No...too much...
Sure
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
She seems a little surprised at first, before leaning into it a bit, kissing him back. When he breaks the kiss, she leans back, blinking rapidly, blushing.
"How should I prepare myself?"
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"With how hard you were trying to "play it lose," as I think the saying goes, yes, you were. You don't need to act around me, Ash. Just be yourself."
He leads them around out the backdoor of the kitchen to the left side of the tavern, off of which is built a rickety toolshed near the stables. Inside there appears to be a pile of straw where someone has been sleeping, and an immaculately cleaned and upkept blunderbuss hangs on the wall nearby. He continues down an internal cellar door near the straw pile, and the temperature drops significantly and noticeably. Seeing easily around the unlit ice cellar with his dark vision, Jim begins to root through the various slabs of meat, finding several tied with a tag upon which is scrawled 'Sordfish.' he takes a few slabs of the meat and begins the trip back up. "Normally ye'd want ta be able ta see the coloration o' the meat before ye cook with it, but I checked when I bought it an' these'r beautiful cuts o' swordfish, no doubt."
Hi, I am not a chest. I deny with 100% certainty that I am a chest. I can neither confirm nor deny what I am beyond that.
I used to portray Krathian, Q'ilbrith, Jim, Tara, Turin, Nathan, Tench, Finn, Alvin, and other characters in various taverns.
I also do homebrew, check out my Spells and Magic Items
"That is not dead which can eternal lie, and with strange eons, even death may die"
Again, Tallia rolls her eyes telepathically.
"I am sorry for acting like someone else. Um... As long as I am being truthful here, I would love to see your hoard."
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"Wow..." he says, half surprised himself.
Hi, I am not a chest. I deny with 100% certainty that I am a chest. I can neither confirm nor deny what I am beyond that.
I used to portray Krathian, Q'ilbrith, Jim, Tara, Turin, Nathan, Tench, Finn, Alvin, and other characters in various taverns.
I also do homebrew, check out my Spells and Magic Items
"That is not dead which can eternal lie, and with strange eons, even death may die"
She smiles. "Maybe sometime, my friend."
"Thank you very much, Jim th' Pick. So we have the fish. What is next?" She says, looking for a apron
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
She nods shyly. "Yeah..." She says quietly.
*Sounds fun but they may not get along well. He worked for Xanathar as chief cook and occasional enforcer. It's why his brain is so screwed up and he's afraid of everything.*
Hi, I am not a chest. I deny with 100% certainty that I am a chest. I can neither confirm nor deny what I am beyond that.
I used to portray Krathian, Q'ilbrith, Jim, Tara, Turin, Nathan, Tench, Finn, Alvin, and other characters in various taverns.
I also do homebrew, check out my Spells and Magic Items
"That is not dead which can eternal lie, and with strange eons, even death may die"
"Well I will accept that... Say, can you travel between material planes? I would... Like to see how people are faring back home without me."
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now