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Tesarik One: Open Roleplay for the Gypsy Caravan Storyline
Tesarik One: Intro: The group has finally gotten back to their camp after
their adventures at the ancient Castle Green, with a pile of loot to boot! Rp
as you will!
Tesarik One: Scout headed back to the camp after their foray with the
fairies, and the battle with the unseeling nymph. She'd been tough, and in
fact had gotten away but Scout was a bloodhound and now that she had the fey
woman marked, there
Tesarik One: would be little to stop Scout from finding her eventually. She
rolled her shoulders and head, feeling exhaustion from the dancing earlier as
well as the battle and had a strong urge to eat, and drink. Sword was put
aside, and she
Tesarik One: took a seat by the fire and stretched out her legs. "Well that
was some adventure. That bitch is going to die, I will tell you that right
now. I'll find her, and when I do, we're going after her." She reached for
the nearby flask of
Tesarik One: rum and used her teeth to pop the cork open and took a long
drink, then wiped her mouth with the back of her hand.
ferocious allure: She moved easily across the Castle Green in Scouts wake,
while her movements still held a bit of the wobbliness associated with their
earlier exuberance it wasn't particularly bad: though there was a strong
chance those legs would
Tesarik Five: Sadlin gave a small yawn as they returned to the camp, his
body was rather tired but his mind was fully awake. His eyes drifting between
the two that seemed not to go straight to bed, or out hunting, or whatever it
was the others
ferocious allure: be screaming at her in the morning. "Mmm." She nodded
enthusiastically to the other woman's statement. "I look forward to it." It
was one thing twisting menfolk to her whims, but Thais felt that a line had
been crossed somewhere,
Tesarik Five: were busy doing. He gave a light smile over to Scout as he
found himself a seat nearby and leaned back, closing his eyes while he
relaxed a bit. As fresh as he
ferocious allure: forcing them to attack a group of strangers that like as
not probably would have gotten them killed! Perhaps it was a small line, but
it was there nonetheless. After she had settled herself down with her skirts
spread out, her
ferocious allure: stomach growled like an angry wolf: hands flying to her
midsection to stifle the noise as she blushed. "Um." Looking around, Bowen
seemed to have evaporated into the air as he is wont to do, but as he hadn't
made mention of hunting
ferocious allure: game this time she decided to shake out that old worn
patch of cloth that was said to produce a decent meal on command .. "Hungry?"
Rising, the square was removed from her belt and spread out .. eyes curious
as to what would appear
ferocious allure: on the fabric!
Tesarik Five: looked he was rather tired from the whole event. "I wonder if
I can go back there and talk one of the little folk into making a home in one
of my pockets." He grinned nice and wide to that, he did rather want a pixie
pet! Though as
Tesarik Five: food was mentoned he looked over to Thais and nodded. "Food
does sound pretty good. The way you two danced about I'd imagine food would
be your first thought."
Tesarik One: "I am starving." She watched as Thais used the magical cloth,
and the feast appeared before them. Eyes widened a bit, she was a hunter of
magic users but she was not a mage herself though she had a few nice magical
items. It always
Tesarik One: still delighted her almost in a childlike fashion. "Splendid!"
She leaned forward and chose for herself a plate and began heaping it with
the various foods that appeared, probably whatever sorts of food that Thais
liked to eat! She
Tesarik One: gave a snicker hearing Sadlin, and began to eat. She really
couldn't imagine a pixie choosing to live in someone's pocket but stranger
things had happened. In between bites, she spoke towards Sadlin, "I don't
know if going back over
Tesarik One: there and asking if any of them want to be your little pocket
pal would go over well. Best leave them to their night, they've given us a
good lot of gold for getting rid of that unseeling fey so I'd like them to
remain in our good
Tesarik One: graces... or us in their good graces, whichever fits."
ferocious allure: There was a considerable amount of meat. Pork, rabbit,
beef, chicken, duck, boar, deer .. it was a good thing it conjured items from
the air otherwise half the forest would be suddenly lacking in a populace!
There were a feeeeeeeeew
ferocious allure: veggies here and there if you knew where to look. Bit of
broccoli maybe, sweetcorn and a carrot .. nothing exciting. Thais leaned over
and poked it, equally fascinated as it was her first time using it .. "Do you
.. think its
ferocious allure: safe?" She was visibly drooling however, as her sense of
smell gave her the thumbs up she took a heaped portion and tucked in: bowed
over ever so slightly as if protecting her dinner from predators!
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Tesarik Five: "So....Tell me again why we have to put up with Bowens
cooking?" He looked between Scout and Thais with a grin before winking at his
comment. With the feast right in front of them poor Sadlin showed his
upbringing all the more as he
Tesarik Five: lightly covered a plate in meats and various foods before
sitting up and letting only two fingers touch those meats as they were placed
so proper right past his lips. As little of him touching his food as
possible, wanting to keep
ferocious allure: "S'good manners." Thais displayed .. a lack thereof,
talking around a leg of rabbit.
I Yield to None: A circut around the camp was taken before he too moved
toward the dancing flames. His gaze swept over the food before them before he
smiled a little at the back of Thais' head. Moving forward he would lower
himself down next to her,
Tesarik Five: as clean as he could. "I don't see why they'd be upset for
having the offer of coming with me. But I suppose you're right." Hearing
Thais though he laughed a little before shaking his head. Those two acted as
if they'd never seen
Tesarik One: She snickered and glanced around, to see if Bowen was spying on
them as he normally did, up in a tree or something then took another bite.
"Seems safe to me, adequately spiced, just right. Mmm. And he's a hunter, so
we eat what he
I Yield to None: his form leaning back against a random log that just
happened to be in the perfect spot behind him.
Tesarik One: hunts. We could probably get away with eating from the cloth
and his fresh food together if we correlated the foodstuffs well. Stuff that
goes with rabbit, stuff that goes with pheasant and the like." She waved as
Dragan joined
Tesarik Five: magic before. "You'd think neither of you had seen magic food
before."
Tesarik One: them."
ferocious allure: When Dragan settled down next to her, she scooted around
on her rump with a tangle of skirts so that her back was presented to his
side so that she could lean against him in much the same way he leaned
against that log. "Mmm..." Her
ferocious allure: noise was one of agreement, though she didn't much take
Bowen for a farmer .. Would .. would that mean she'd have to wish for
cabbage? The thought of an entire cloth full of cabbage didn't appeal to her,
but sacrifices must be made
ferocious allure: in the name of the Kumpania! "And for you it is a regular
occurance, Sadlin?" Licking her fingers she'd move onto a bit of pork,
chewing happily as the angry wolf in her stomach was partially sated.
Tesarik Five: "Normal? Hmm. No. But it's not that odd." He shrugged it off
though before he gave a slight nod of his head to Dragan and let himself
relax all the more. Taking another bite off his plate he chewed it slowly,
munching it good before
I Yield to None: The little beauty would be relieved of her chosen pork
before she had time to taste it. Why you may ask? Well because a big arm
slipped around from behind her and strong fingers snatched it right up,
that's why! The sounds of
I Yield to None: chewing, followed by a grunt and swallow, would sound
behind her.
Tesarik Five: swallowing and wiating for his mouth to be cleared before he
opened up and spoke. "So what goodies did we get? I know we found something."
ferocious allure: Her mouth was left the perfect O as her food was snatched
right from beneath her nose! Relaxing her guard for just a moment .. Eyes
narrowed and she glared around at him, a face of thunder as she picked
another section and chewed in
ferocious allure: an exaggerated fashion.
I Yield to None: "Careful.... you're going to bite your tongue chewing like
that." He would just return her gaze, though his was that handsome, brotherly
face so she wouldn't be able to stay mad at him for long now could she?
Tesarik One: "Let's see." She took another bite of food and placed her plate
aside, and stood to go and get the bag of stuff she'd had. Grabbing a blanket
out of the wagon, she spread it out near them all and began to take items out
of the bag
I Yield to None: He of course had returned Scout's smile and nodded a silent
greeting to Sadlin shortly after sitting down at the fire.
Tesarik One: and from where they had been stashed. "Did we decide on any of
this stuff yet? I know we gave the arrows to Bowen, of which he made fine use
of one of them with the nymph. But we've got this silver paint pots...This
blue gemstone,
ferocious allure: "Get your own!" A leg of rabbit was taken and stuffed into
his handsome, brotherly mouth before she turned back and bowed protectively
over the rest of her plate: though she peered over the top to Scout at Sadlin
as they discussed
Tesarik One: some weapons...Jar of dust, and this branch which we could just
keep for the whole group."
ferocious allure: the items that had been found, just in case something
interesting popped up.
Tesarik One: (brb)
I Yield to None: He nodded his thanks for the rabbit leg after tearing off a
piece and chewing. He then tilted his head to the side and reached out with
his free hand to pinch the back of Thais' thigh which was exposed from her
protective position
Tesarik Five: He smiled a bit more to Scout as she gathered up the items,
though as Thais and Dragan contuned on he smirked a bit as he watched them.
They were like children over there, it was cute. "I do like the polearm, but
I just spent all
I Yield to None: over her food.
Tesarik Five: this gold on a sword." He huffed at that, he really did like
the look of that polearm. Oh well. Shrugging to that he let his eyes drift
over the items before shrugging and looking to the others. "I'm happy with
whatever, nothing
Tesarik Five: else really sticks out." Well, mostly because he had no idea
what any of the things did, but he wasn't that big on collecting items and
more just gaining gold. Not that he'd ever turn down a peice of loot.
ferocious allure: "Yeeeeeeee!" She leapt up with the pinch, nearly
scattering the contents of her plate everywhere. She turned and snapped at
Dragan, as she did so you could almost see the wolf ears perk up on the top
of her head bristling
ferocious allure: angrily. "Watch the food watch the food!" She scooted down
lower and began to clear the plate as quickly as she could before he could do
anything else: ending with licking her fingers and sighing happily, glancing
over at Sadlin
ferocious allure: once her attention and general sensibility returned. "You
can't use both?" She glanced at his hands .. as what amounted to an unarmed
brawler Thais didn't have much experience in weapons, their limitations, and
the proper way to
ferocious allure: hold and use them. "... what is the paint for?" Nose was
wrinkled at the thought: she had no idea how that would work with her fur ...
Tesarik One: "Pretty much I'd say pick something if you want to use it, if
you don't we can sell it when we get to the next town and split the gold."
She eyed Dragan and Thais with a little smirk, and then reached out to take
one of the silver
Tesarik Five: "Well yes, you could use them both. But I'm not a man of many
weapons, or get the chance to use them to often. Sense I'm normally busy
keeping all you lovelies standing." He smiled lightly as he winked to her.
Tesarik One: pots of paint. "We could always have a little armory with
various weapons, so if we want to switch out what we normally use for any
reason we could do that. They are pretty nice, and who knows we might have
someone join us that
Tesarik One: would use a warhammer or polearm." For roleplay's sake we'll
say they were able to get it all identified, with a wand or something! "It's
some sort of celestial warpaint that boosts how much of a beating you can
take, and it's holy
I Yield to None: An innocent look returned her bristled expression. Another
bite of rabbit was taken before he turned his gaze to look upon the objects
they were peering over. He would simply listen for now, as well as allow
Thais to finish her meal
I Yield to None: without any further interruption.
OnlineHost: psionic wanderer has entered the room.
Tesarik One: so anything evil's going to not enjoy getting too close. (It
does the +2 DDC and dmg to evil if they touch you.)"
Tesarik One: Probably would just dye the fur!
ferocious allure: "Ooo." Having finished cleaning herself, she'd cant her
head at Dragan slightly. "I think you could benefit from that, prala."
Honestly so could Thais .. and everyone else for that matter! "An armory
seems like the sensible course
ferocious allure: of action .. does the caravan have enough room for it?"
She also looked interested at the thought of gatheing more companions in the
group: the more the merrier in her opinion.
Tesarik Five: Sadlin was a bit greedy, he liked the idea of just selling
everything off and taking the gold for himself, but this was a group, so he'd
not complain to much about having others take items, or keeping weapons in
the wagon for later
I Yield to None: "Celestial War paint?" Deep tones expressed a certain level
of amusement before he shook his head. "While I'm not evil.... usually,
celestial war paint seems a bit much..." (d)
Tesarik One: "Hmm. Well, my magic item that made our big tent over there can
make an even bigger one if I wish... it's so big it can even hold the horses
and wagons, so we could put them inside the tent like that, then shrink it
down, we'd just
Tesarik Five: if they were needed. "Perhaps we should just put any items
that aren't actual wearable items, or usable weapons into the wagon for later
use?" Shrugging to that, he looked over to Dragan though as his comment, or
more the way he
Tesarik Five: made it before he lifted a brow. "You know not all Celestials
are gentle lovers such as myself."
ferocious allure: "But it would look pretty on your muzzle!" Turning with a
giggle, she'd spread her thumbs from his nose up his cheeks and to his ears,
leaving a bit of meat grease in their wake.
Tesarik One: have to access the big tent to get to it. So I'd say yes. Or we
could get a chest and strap it to the bottle of the vardo, so we can pull it
out from beneath." She nodded and tossed pots of paint to everyone. "We'll
each get a pot
Tesarik One: of this paint to try. Now this gemstone traps a spell someone
sends your way, then you can send it back at a later time. It's useless once
you do that though."
Tesarik One: "If you don't want the warpaint, Dragan, we'll add it to our
armory."
Tesarik Five: "Aren't you the mage hunter?" He made a point to that as she
made mention of what the gemstone did. Though when the pot was tossed his way
he fumbled with it just a bit as he tried to catch it, nearly dropping it
onto the ground
Tesarik One: **Bowen's magic item is the tent!
Tesarik Five: before he managed to clasp it in his hands and smile just a
little. That was close.
Tesarik One: "Yes. I am a mage hunter."
I Yield to None: A rather long tongue... for a human, would slip out and
lick her hands as she did her cheek pinching. He groaned some while whiping
the grease off his face. Holding up his hand before Scout tossed him a jar he
would nod his thanks.
I Yield to None: "Keep it for the armory, though I thank you for the offer."
(d)
I Yield to None: (brb)
Tesarik One: She nodded and put the warpaint in the pile with the weapons.
That seemed it, save for any decision on the gemstone and the dust that
created a portal.
psionic wanderer: And Bowen showed up, coming seemly out of nowhere as he
usually did, but moving around silently would let one do that! He unstrung
his bow and tucked it into his quiver alongside his arrows, then moved over
towards the others to
psionic wanderer: have a look at what they'd decided to do with all this
loot.
Tesarik One: "And this branch is a powerful relic.... it performs
ressurections."
Tesarik One: There was a big cloth open with all sorts of food on it, and
when Bowen appeared Scout smiled wide and tossed him the flask of rum she'd
been drinking out of with a wink. "That bitch is going down, just so you
know. I've got her
Tesarik One: marked and I will find her, then we'll have her. Want something
to eat? We're talking about the items we found."
Tesarik One: resurrections*
Tesarik One: (Is that right? lol)
Tesarik One: rezzes*
Tesarik Five: (Reserections? ;p +Snickers.+ I made a funny....)
Tesarik One: (I will never forget the funniest Raptor Jesus cartoon with him
dying on the cross with "Rez Pls" in a bubble above him.)
Tesarik Five: ('p)
ferocious allure: She simply laughed, turning back and wiping her hands on
her skirts. Ears twitched as she listened to the conversation, looking mildly
surprised. "A branch that can bring the dead back to life?" Her interest
morphed into a vague
Tesarik Five: "The branch will need to be saved for me. If I somehow fall,
someones got to bring me back." Not like they'd want to carry his dead body
to the nearest town to bring him back alive after all.
ferocious allure: look of concern, eyes flitting between the other caravan
members .. "Is it unlimited?" She hoped it wasn't going to be an excuse for
reckless behaviour! Though she definitely agreed that it was a powerful item.
Another laugh as
ferocious allure: Sadlin spoke, though this one a touch rueful: there were
disadvantages to having only one bonemender in the group she supposed, but
her talents didn't lie in that direction.
I Yield to None: (back) As if they would even carry him that far.
Tesarik One: "Only works once a week, then apparently it's got to work up
it's magic again. So, not unlimited, we'll still need to be careful." She
nodded to herself a little, and glanced back over to Bowen to see if he was
getting food, or if
Tesarik One: he managed to catch the flask! She reached out and picked up
the gemstone and tossed it up and down. "Anyone opposed to my use of this
gem? I think it could come in handy since I regularly go against mages. Fact,
I'd probably save
Tesarik One: it for our nymph."
ferocious allure: "No objections!" In Thais' case it was just a pretty stone
.. she wasn't much of a one for battlefield strategising.
Tesarik Five: Well that was obvious. She did like to rush head first into
battle with nothing but her fur. Not that he was complaing of course. "Keep
it. You're more likely to get hit anyway." After all, little woman with a big
sword? Yeah, she'd
I Yield to None: He would shake his head with a smile, after nodding a
silent hello to the tree sprite... umm, Bowen.
Tesarik Five: be his first target. Stretching out after his meal he sighed
out a bit more before laying down near to the fire, getting rather
comfortable there as it were.
Tesarik One: (Well folks it's been nearly an hour and a half, and I said
about an hour so y'all are welcome to stay and rp as long as you want but I'm
gonna end my log and take off, see if I can figure out how to make my throat
stop hurting lol)
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Tesarik One: Open Roleplay for the Gypsy Caravan Storyline
Tesarik One: Intro: The group has finally gotten back to their camp after
their adventures at the ancient Castle Green, with a pile of loot to boot! Rp
as you will!
Tesarik One: Scout headed back to the camp after their foray with the
fairies, and the battle with the unseeling nymph. She'd been tough, and in
fact had gotten away but Scout was a bloodhound and now that she had the fey
woman marked, there
Tesarik One: would be little to stop Scout from finding her eventually. She
rolled her shoulders and head, feeling exhaustion from the dancing earlier as
well as the battle and had a strong urge to eat, and drink. Sword was put
aside, and she
Tesarik One: took a seat by the fire and stretched out her legs. "Well that
was some adventure. That bitch is going to die, I will tell you that right
now. I'll find her, and when I do, we're going after her." She reached for
the nearby flask of
Tesarik One: rum and used her teeth to pop the cork open and took a long
drink, then wiped her mouth with the back of her hand.
ferocious allure: She moved easily across the Castle Green in Scouts wake,
while her movements still held a bit of the wobbliness associated with their
earlier exuberance it wasn't particularly bad: though there was a strong
chance those legs would
Tesarik Five: Sadlin gave a small yawn as they returned to the camp, his
body was rather tired but his mind was fully awake. His eyes drifting between
the two that seemed not to go straight to bed, or out hunting, or whatever it
was the others
ferocious allure: be screaming at her in the morning. "Mmm." She nodded
enthusiastically to the other woman's statement. "I look forward to it." It
was one thing twisting menfolk to her whims, but Thais felt that a line had
been crossed somewhere,
Tesarik Five: were busy doing. He gave a light smile over to Scout as he
found himself a seat nearby and leaned back, closing his eyes while he
relaxed a bit. As fresh as he
ferocious allure: forcing them to attack a group of strangers that like as
not probably would have gotten them killed! Perhaps it was a small line, but
it was there nonetheless. After she had settled herself down with her skirts
spread out, her
ferocious allure: stomach growled like an angry wolf: hands flying to her
midsection to stifle the noise as she blushed. "Um." Looking around, Bowen
seemed to have evaporated into the air as he is wont to do, but as he hadn't
made mention of hunting
ferocious allure: game this time she decided to shake out that old worn
patch of cloth that was said to produce a decent meal on command .. "Hungry?"
Rising, the square was removed from her belt and spread out .. eyes curious
as to what would appear
ferocious allure: on the fabric!
Tesarik Five: looked he was rather tired from the whole event. "I wonder if
I can go back there and talk one of the little folk into making a home in one
of my pockets." He grinned nice and wide to that, he did rather want a pixie
pet! Though as
Tesarik Five: food was mentoned he looked over to Thais and nodded. "Food
does sound pretty good. The way you two danced about I'd imagine food would
be your first thought."
Tesarik One: "I am starving." She watched as Thais used the magical cloth,
and the feast appeared before them. Eyes widened a bit, she was a hunter of
magic users but she was not a mage herself though she had a few nice magical
items. It always
Tesarik One: still delighted her almost in a childlike fashion. "Splendid!"
She leaned forward and chose for herself a plate and began heaping it with
the various foods that appeared, probably whatever sorts of food that Thais
liked to eat! She
Tesarik One: gave a snicker hearing Sadlin, and began to eat. She really
couldn't imagine a pixie choosing to live in someone's pocket but stranger
things had happened. In between bites, she spoke towards Sadlin, "I don't
know if going back over
Tesarik One: there and asking if any of them want to be your little pocket
pal would go over well. Best leave them to their night, they've given us a
good lot of gold for getting rid of that unseeling fey so I'd like them to
remain in our good
Tesarik One: graces... or us in their good graces, whichever fits."
ferocious allure: There was a considerable amount of meat. Pork, rabbit,
beef, chicken, duck, boar, deer .. it was a good thing it conjured items from
the air otherwise half the forest would be suddenly lacking in a populace!
There were a feeeeeeeeew
ferocious allure: veggies here and there if you knew where to look. Bit of
broccoli maybe, sweetcorn and a carrot .. nothing exciting. Thais leaned over
and poked it, equally fascinated as it was her first time using it .. "Do you
.. think its
ferocious allure: safe?" She was visibly drooling however, as her sense of
smell gave her the thumbs up she took a heaped portion and tucked in: bowed
over ever so slightly as if protecting her dinner from predators!
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Tesarik Five: "So....Tell me again why we have to put up with Bowens
cooking?" He looked between Scout and Thais with a grin before winking at his
comment. With the feast right in front of them poor Sadlin showed his
upbringing all the more as he
Tesarik Five: lightly covered a plate in meats and various foods before
sitting up and letting only two fingers touch those meats as they were placed
so proper right past his lips. As little of him touching his food as
possible, wanting to keep
ferocious allure: "S'good manners." Thais displayed .. a lack thereof,
talking around a leg of rabbit.
I Yield to None: A circut around the camp was taken before he too moved
toward the dancing flames. His gaze swept over the food before them before he
smiled a little at the back of Thais' head. Moving forward he would lower
himself down next to her,
Tesarik Five: as clean as he could. "I don't see why they'd be upset for
having the offer of coming with me. But I suppose you're right." Hearing
Thais though he laughed a little before shaking his head. Those two acted as
if they'd never seen
Tesarik One: She snickered and glanced around, to see if Bowen was spying on
them as he normally did, up in a tree or something then took another bite.
"Seems safe to me, adequately spiced, just right. Mmm. And he's a hunter, so
we eat what he
I Yield to None: his form leaning back against a random log that just
happened to be in the perfect spot behind him.
Tesarik One: hunts. We could probably get away with eating from the cloth
and his fresh food together if we correlated the foodstuffs well. Stuff that
goes with rabbit, stuff that goes with pheasant and the like." She waved as
Dragan joined
Tesarik Five: magic before. "You'd think neither of you had seen magic food
before."
Tesarik One: them."
ferocious allure: When Dragan settled down next to her, she scooted around
on her rump with a tangle of skirts so that her back was presented to his
side so that she could lean against him in much the same way he leaned
against that log. "Mmm..." Her
ferocious allure: noise was one of agreement, though she didn't much take
Bowen for a farmer .. Would .. would that mean she'd have to wish for
cabbage? The thought of an entire cloth full of cabbage didn't appeal to her,
but sacrifices must be made
ferocious allure: in the name of the Kumpania! "And for you it is a regular
occurance, Sadlin?" Licking her fingers she'd move onto a bit of pork,
chewing happily as the angry wolf in her stomach was partially sated.
Tesarik Five: "Normal? Hmm. No. But it's not that odd." He shrugged it off
though before he gave a slight nod of his head to Dragan and let himself
relax all the more. Taking another bite off his plate he chewed it slowly,
munching it good before
I Yield to None: The little beauty would be relieved of her chosen pork
before she had time to taste it. Why you may ask? Well because a big arm
slipped around from behind her and strong fingers snatched it right up,
that's why! The sounds of
I Yield to None: chewing, followed by a grunt and swallow, would sound
behind her.
Tesarik Five: swallowing and wiating for his mouth to be cleared before he
opened up and spoke. "So what goodies did we get? I know we found something."
ferocious allure: Her mouth was left the perfect O as her food was snatched
right from beneath her nose! Relaxing her guard for just a moment .. Eyes
narrowed and she glared around at him, a face of thunder as she picked
another section and chewed in
ferocious allure: an exaggerated fashion.
I Yield to None: "Careful.... you're going to bite your tongue chewing like
that." He would just return her gaze, though his was that handsome, brotherly
face so she wouldn't be able to stay mad at him for long now could she?
Tesarik One: "Let's see." She took another bite of food and placed her plate
aside, and stood to go and get the bag of stuff she'd had. Grabbing a blanket
out of the wagon, she spread it out near them all and began to take items out
of the bag
I Yield to None: He of course had returned Scout's smile and nodded a silent
greeting to Sadlin shortly after sitting down at the fire.
Tesarik One: and from where they had been stashed. "Did we decide on any of
this stuff yet? I know we gave the arrows to Bowen, of which he made fine use
of one of them with the nymph. But we've got this silver paint pots...This
blue gemstone,
ferocious allure: "Get your own!" A leg of rabbit was taken and stuffed into
his handsome, brotherly mouth before she turned back and bowed protectively
over the rest of her plate: though she peered over the top to Scout at Sadlin
as they discussed
Tesarik One: some weapons...Jar of dust, and this branch which we could just
keep for the whole group."
ferocious allure: the items that had been found, just in case something
interesting popped up.
Tesarik One: (brb)
I Yield to None: He nodded his thanks for the rabbit leg after tearing off a
piece and chewing. He then tilted his head to the side and reached out with
his free hand to pinch the back of Thais' thigh which was exposed from her
protective position
Tesarik Five: He smiled a bit more to Scout as she gathered up the items,
though as Thais and Dragan contuned on he smirked a bit as he watched them.
They were like children over there, it was cute. "I do like the polearm, but
I just spent all
I Yield to None: over her food.
Tesarik Five: this gold on a sword." He huffed at that, he really did like
the look of that polearm. Oh well. Shrugging to that he let his eyes drift
over the items before shrugging and looking to the others. "I'm happy with
whatever, nothing
Tesarik Five: else really sticks out." Well, mostly because he had no idea
what any of the things did, but he wasn't that big on collecting items and
more just gaining gold. Not that he'd ever turn down a peice of loot.
ferocious allure: "Yeeeeeeee!" She leapt up with the pinch, nearly
scattering the contents of her plate everywhere. She turned and snapped at
Dragan, as she did so you could almost see the wolf ears perk up on the top
of her head bristling
ferocious allure: angrily. "Watch the food watch the food!" She scooted down
lower and began to clear the plate as quickly as she could before he could do
anything else: ending with licking her fingers and sighing happily, glancing
over at Sadlin
ferocious allure: once her attention and general sensibility returned. "You
can't use both?" She glanced at his hands .. as what amounted to an unarmed
brawler Thais didn't have much experience in weapons, their limitations, and
the proper way to
ferocious allure: hold and use them. "... what is the paint for?" Nose was
wrinkled at the thought: she had no idea how that would work with her fur ...
Tesarik One: "Pretty much I'd say pick something if you want to use it, if
you don't we can sell it when we get to the next town and split the gold."
She eyed Dragan and Thais with a little smirk, and then reached out to take
one of the silver
Tesarik Five: "Well yes, you could use them both. But I'm not a man of many
weapons, or get the chance to use them to often. Sense I'm normally busy
keeping all you lovelies standing." He smiled lightly as he winked to her.
Tesarik One: pots of paint. "We could always have a little armory with
various weapons, so if we want to switch out what we normally use for any
reason we could do that. They are pretty nice, and who knows we might have
someone join us that
Tesarik One: would use a warhammer or polearm." For roleplay's sake we'll
say they were able to get it all identified, with a wand or something! "It's
some sort of celestial warpaint that boosts how much of a beating you can
take, and it's holy
I Yield to None: An innocent look returned her bristled expression. Another
bite of rabbit was taken before he turned his gaze to look upon the objects
they were peering over. He would simply listen for now, as well as allow
Thais to finish her meal
I Yield to None: without any further interruption.
OnlineHost: psionic wanderer has entered the room.
Tesarik One: so anything evil's going to not enjoy getting too close. (It
does the +2 DDC and dmg to evil if they touch you.)"
Tesarik One: Probably would just dye the fur!
ferocious allure: "Ooo." Having finished cleaning herself, she'd cant her
head at Dragan slightly. "I think you could benefit from that, prala."
Honestly so could Thais .. and everyone else for that matter! "An armory
seems like the sensible course
ferocious allure: of action .. does the caravan have enough room for it?"
She also looked interested at the thought of gatheing more companions in the
group: the more the merrier in her opinion.
Tesarik Five: Sadlin was a bit greedy, he liked the idea of just selling
everything off and taking the gold for himself, but this was a group, so he'd
not complain to much about having others take items, or keeping weapons in
the wagon for later
I Yield to None: "Celestial War paint?" Deep tones expressed a certain level
of amusement before he shook his head. "While I'm not evil.... usually,
celestial war paint seems a bit much..." (d)
Tesarik One: "Hmm. Well, my magic item that made our big tent over there can
make an even bigger one if I wish... it's so big it can even hold the horses
and wagons, so we could put them inside the tent like that, then shrink it
down, we'd just
Tesarik Five: if they were needed. "Perhaps we should just put any items
that aren't actual wearable items, or usable weapons into the wagon for later
use?" Shrugging to that, he looked over to Dragan though as his comment, or
more the way he
Tesarik Five: made it before he lifted a brow. "You know not all Celestials
are gentle lovers such as myself."
ferocious allure: "But it would look pretty on your muzzle!" Turning with a
giggle, she'd spread her thumbs from his nose up his cheeks and to his ears,
leaving a bit of meat grease in their wake.
Tesarik One: have to access the big tent to get to it. So I'd say yes. Or we
could get a chest and strap it to the bottle of the vardo, so we can pull it
out from beneath." She nodded and tossed pots of paint to everyone. "We'll
each get a pot
Tesarik One: of this paint to try. Now this gemstone traps a spell someone
sends your way, then you can send it back at a later time. It's useless once
you do that though."
Tesarik One: "If you don't want the warpaint, Dragan, we'll add it to our
armory."
Tesarik Five: "Aren't you the mage hunter?" He made a point to that as she
made mention of what the gemstone did. Though when the pot was tossed his way
he fumbled with it just a bit as he tried to catch it, nearly dropping it
onto the ground
Tesarik One: **Bowen's magic item is the tent!
Tesarik Five: before he managed to clasp it in his hands and smile just a
little. That was close.
Tesarik One: "Yes. I am a mage hunter."
I Yield to None: A rather long tongue... for a human, would slip out and
lick her hands as she did her cheek pinching. He groaned some while whiping
the grease off his face. Holding up his hand before Scout tossed him a jar he
would nod his thanks.
I Yield to None: "Keep it for the armory, though I thank you for the offer."
(d)
I Yield to None: (brb)
Tesarik One: She nodded and put the warpaint in the pile with the weapons.
That seemed it, save for any decision on the gemstone and the dust that
created a portal.
psionic wanderer: And Bowen showed up, coming seemly out of nowhere as he
usually did, but moving around silently would let one do that! He unstrung
his bow and tucked it into his quiver alongside his arrows, then moved over
towards the others to
psionic wanderer: have a look at what they'd decided to do with all this
loot.
Tesarik One: "And this branch is a powerful relic.... it performs
ressurections."
Tesarik One: There was a big cloth open with all sorts of food on it, and
when Bowen appeared Scout smiled wide and tossed him the flask of rum she'd
been drinking out of with a wink. "That bitch is going down, just so you
know. I've got her
Tesarik One: marked and I will find her, then we'll have her. Want something
to eat? We're talking about the items we found."
Tesarik One: resurrections*
Tesarik One: (Is that right? lol)
Tesarik One: rezzes*
Tesarik Five: (Reserections? ;p +Snickers.+ I made a funny....)
Tesarik One: (I will never forget the funniest Raptor Jesus cartoon with him
dying on the cross with "Rez Pls" in a bubble above him.)
Tesarik Five: ('p)
ferocious allure: She simply laughed, turning back and wiping her hands on
her skirts. Ears twitched as she listened to the conversation, looking mildly
surprised. "A branch that can bring the dead back to life?" Her interest
morphed into a vague
Tesarik Five: "The branch will need to be saved for me. If I somehow fall,
someones got to bring me back." Not like they'd want to carry his dead body
to the nearest town to bring him back alive after all.
ferocious allure: look of concern, eyes flitting between the other caravan
members .. "Is it unlimited?" She hoped it wasn't going to be an excuse for
reckless behaviour! Though she definitely agreed that it was a powerful item.
Another laugh as
ferocious allure: Sadlin spoke, though this one a touch rueful: there were
disadvantages to having only one bonemender in the group she supposed, but
her talents didn't lie in that direction.
I Yield to None: (back) As if they would even carry him that far.
Tesarik One: "Only works once a week, then apparently it's got to work up
it's magic again. So, not unlimited, we'll still need to be careful." She
nodded to herself a little, and glanced back over to Bowen to see if he was
getting food, or if
Tesarik One: he managed to catch the flask! She reached out and picked up
the gemstone and tossed it up and down. "Anyone opposed to my use of this
gem? I think it could come in handy since I regularly go against mages. Fact,
I'd probably save
Tesarik One: it for our nymph."
ferocious allure: "No objections!" In Thais' case it was just a pretty stone
.. she wasn't much of a one for battlefield strategising.
Tesarik Five: Well that was obvious. She did like to rush head first into
battle with nothing but her fur. Not that he was complaing of course. "Keep
it. You're more likely to get hit anyway." After all, little woman with a big
sword? Yeah, she'd
I Yield to None: He would shake his head with a smile, after nodding a
silent hello to the tree sprite... umm, Bowen.
Tesarik Five: be his first target. Stretching out after his meal he sighed
out a bit more before laying down near to the fire, getting rather
comfortable there as it were.
Tesarik One: (Well folks it's been nearly an hour and a half, and I said
about an hour so y'all are welcome to stay and rp as long as you want but I'm
gonna end my log and take off, see if I can figure out how to make my throat
stop hurting lol)
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