[LPF] Ryall's Estate

[InVinoVeritas]

Kazanto accepts the liver, but frowns, confused. "So... you don't put fire on the liver? Just on everything else?"

She regards the liver, then sticks a finger in her mouth to taste the juices in exploration.

Her eyes beam in excitement. "Wait, this tastes like... pork! By the tides, is this actually pork? This is like... only kings and queens back at home get any pork! It's soooo expensive! It comes from this ferocious beast? Wow, this is the ferocious pork-beast! There must be enough to make a whole banquet!"

She rushes over to the carcass, fawningly.

 

[Qik]

Quioan stands aside, quite enjoying the complexities of the current cross-cultural moment. A merfolk newly arrived on dry land and a barbarian from the west...now that's a pairing.

 

[jkason]

A merfolk newly arrived on dry land and a barbarian from the west...now that's a pairing.

GM: My sentiments exactly. The eclectic backgrounds and personalities in this group are a rather lovely source of amusement, I have to admit. No rush, since I'm rather loving the RP byplay, just let me know when you guys come to consensus on what you plan to do: travel or camp. Also, Ryall and Roug are still standing 'round offering you their keys looking for a quick exit, so you'll want to deal with that at some point. Until then, though, I'm going to stay out of the way and enjoy the show.

 

[Qik]

As Daylily and Kazanto bonded over their common love for wild pork, Quioan turned to their benefactors. "Well, friends, we'll take both your keys for the time being, and figure out what to do about the house once the time for that decision comes. It seems as though these gemstones we've found would more than cover the cost of house." Taking the keys from the pair, he turned to the rest of the party. "Now then - what do we do about our pursuit? I would vote to press on - we could always camp if we haven't caught up with our friend by nightfall - but resting now would be acceptable as well."

 

[Systole]

Daylily seems surprised at the merwoman's extreme reaction, and although he didn't understand some of the words she used, he can't help but grin at her enthusiasm.

He turns to the others. "If boar is here, and boar is chase house-thief, maybe house-thief is close near. We should haves liver for snack while we are walkings, to catching him quick."

OOC: Just so you know, I'm going to be AFK from Friday afternoon to Monday night due to the holiday weekend. If we get into combat again, Daylily will rage, charge, hit with hammer. Or rage, charge, flying tackle if we want to take the thief alive. Anyone who wants to take over for me is welcome to do so -- barbarian strategy is pretty straightforward, and I don't mind if someone else makes his rolls. Daylily's current plan is to carry the carcass, which he'll drop as soon as combat starts. According to the Bestiary, boars are 200 lbs, and field dressing should remove about 25%. At 150 lbs, that will kick him about 10 lbs into a heavy load and 20 ft/round movement. However, you could talk him into leaving the carcass on Ryall's wagon, but he'll definitely want to bring at least a 30-lb haunch along with him. This will still be a light load for him.

 

[jbear]

Relics eyes twinkle with amusement. He moves up beside Daylily and rests his hand on his shoulder.

Forgive this old fool if I have offended you Daylilly. My digestion is not what it was when my body was young. Raw meat bloats my bowels and makes for fowl and raucus wind that I wouldn't want any of you to have to suffer. Nor would I want to alert our thief while sneaking up and having my bowels betray me. But at least our Mer friend has found joy in the gift. Which is rather fascinating to watch, is it not. We treasure shiney stones, and she pork.

He gestures towards the two farmers.

I'm sure these two able men can take care of the carcass for us, using their cart, while we press on after the thief, perhaps catching him before he gets any more of a head start. We can collect it from them when we bring them the hut. Perhaps you could take a trophy with you to strengthen you before our next encounter. Why not the heart? A trophy you deserve, I think we can all agree.

He looks around at his other companions fighting back a grin.

Does anyone mind if Daylilly keeps the heart for himself?

He then switches topic before awaiting a reply he's fairly sure he already knows the answer to.

If we all agree, I'd like to make an attempt at least to catch our ranger before night falls. The Wind favours the bold. Which means leaving right away. Not that I see any less in the dark anyway...

 

[Qik]

Does anyone mind if Daylilly keeps the heart for himself?

"Not in the least, though I would gladly share a bite of it if friend Daylily wanted." To himself, he thinks, I've certainly eaten worse in my travels, though it's always been to stave off starvation...

If we all agree, I'd like to make an attempt at least to catch our ranger before night falls. The Wind favours the bold. Which means leaving right away. Not that I see any less in the dark anyway...

"Well, it seems the three of us agree to continue on with our pursuit. Unless there are any strenuous objections, we should continue on (especially before the liver begins to test Daylily and Kazanto's digestive capacities)."

 

[InVinoVeritas]

Kazanto gets up and lets Daylily quickly dress the carcass. Not properly equipped for the job, she tears off a piece of the liver and examines it. She holds it out in her hand, and with a flash, it bursts into flame, leaving a charred remnant behind. She sniffs it, looks askance at it, shoves the ash into her mouth, and grimaces.

"You're right, Daylily, the liver is definitely better raw."

She looks the others over. "We should definitely continue onward. And yes, we're keeping the pork. That's got to be worth a few hundred pearls."

Kazanto stops, some extra thought swimming around. "Wait a moment, you don't have a lot of pearls here... is this forest filled with pork-monsters?"

She waves off the answer. "Let's just go..."

As the light fades, she pulls out a mote of flame that hovers around her head.

 

[Systole]

Daylily quickly finishes the dressing of the animal. After a minute or two, he rises and looks the carcass over critically. "Is not most good work, but is fast. Not so much sun for using," he says.

He withdraws his axe and deftly hacks a rear leg off the dead boar. With a glare at Roug and Ryall, he says, "You is being take rest of pigs to cart-wagon. We gets houses for you, you keeps pigs for us. Yes?" The last word isn't actually a question.

With the boar leg over his shoulder he turns and announces, "We are should hurry now for catch house-taker. If no catching tonight, is least we haves dinner."

 

[jbear]

Relic raises an eyebrow in surprise as Quioan proclaims he would eat the boar's raw heart. He wonders if the elf is tring to out-wild the wild elf, or if he is trying to impress upon the barbarian that he is not as soft palmed as he appears. He decides to keep his thoughts to himself as he waits impatiently as Daylily hacks the leg off the boar.

After a bit of arms crossed foot tapping and tongue clucking, he follows the barbarian into the woods after the tracks and hopefully closer to their goal.