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[LPF] Toad in the Hole

"And I am purely of a fighting fashion." says Vincenzo.

OOC: and speaking of Vin, I have never found a suitable pic. Do you know of one? If not I will draw a stick fig for you!
 

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"Ohhh ..." says Maui with glee as the group is offered the wand, "A Magic Stick!"

He takes it with a look of deep appreciation. "My friend, te Jade Arrow saved Taniwha's life with a Magic Stick. Two times te same day. I will pray to Tane to guide and teach me how to use its magic."

He rolls his eyes and snorts as Fae'shiel complains about the name he has given her. "Facial? I can give you a better name than that. But we have been fighting enough. I will call you nothing until you earn a new name. But so you know ... I don't know your family or your Puffwampi cousins. But te Fae of te Rainbow Gate of Uenuku ... they call te daughters who left te homeland... te Forgotten."

He shrugs. "But I am learning te world is big. Bigger than our stories. Bigger than te memory of te Daughters of te Rainbow. Maybe te Fae were talking about others like you. But not you. So I will wait to give you a name when I have come to know you."

Maui points the magic stick at Vincenzo. "Te Pretty Man talks smart. An animal doesn't change its habits for no reason. Something is behind te Puffwampi's change. Something more ..." He struggles to find the word. "Dangerous. So what is te Noll?"
 

"Ohhh ..." says Maui with glee as the group is offered the wand, "A Magic Stick!"

He takes it with a look of deep appreciation. "My friend, te Jade Arrow saved Taniwha's life with a Magic Stick. Two times te same day. I will pray to Tane to guide and teach me how to use its magic."

He rolls his eyes and snorts as Fae'shiel complains about the name he has given her. "Facial? I can give you a better name than that. But we have been fighting enough. I will call you nothing until you earn a new name. But so you know ... I don't know your family or your Puffwampi cousins. But te Fae of te Rainbow Gate of Uenuku ... they call te daughters who left te homeland... te Forgotten."

He shrugs. "But I am learning te world is big. Bigger than our stories. Bigger than te memory of te Daughters of te Rainbow. Maybe te Fae were talking about others like you. But not you. So I will wait to give you a name when I have come to know you."

Maui points the magic stick at Vincenzo. "Te Pretty Man talks smart. An animal doesn't change its habits for no reason. Something is behind te Puffwampi's change. Something more ..." He struggles to find the word. "Dangerous. So what is te Noll?"

"Little Man, You seem to have a vast misunderstanding of how the Sidhe or as you call us, Elves, exist in this world. The Sidhe originate in another world that is as alien to you humans as would be the depths of the ocean. In that world we are immortal and never age or die. Even the youngest of us can be both days old and centuries old in that world. Time travels differently in the homeland of the Sidhe. It is only be traveling to the mortal world that age is of any influence on our people." Fae'shiel explains to those gathered here.

She seems lost in her words for a moment then catches on the phrase 'rainbow gate of uenuku' which sparks another of her rants "When we come into this world we do so via one of several interplanar gates set up around the world. I am certain that this rainbow gate of which you speak is one such Gate. But I assure you it is not the only one. My people are not bound by the same territorial disputes that you humans seem to be bound by. Those Sidhe in your homeland who refer to those who left those lands as 'the forgotten' seem to put more stock into the methods of humans than I would have thought possible. Yes we Sidhe will protect the Forests and Groves that we call our homes in this world. But we are not bound to them by the same territorial claims that humans lay on their lands."

As she speeks she listens thoughtfully to the remainder of what Maui says and finishes up her rant by saying "And who is to decide that any Fey, even a lesser Fey such as the Puffwampi are actually animals? By that logic I could argue that you yourself, Little Man, are actually nothing more than a crude animal for all the logic and reason that you display. I would be entirely unsurprised to learn of instances where animals of various types have altered their behavior patterns for seemingly random and unprovoked reasons. This becomes all the more complicated with creatures with even a modicum ability to reason logically... Oh and my name is pronounced 'Fay ~ ee ~ she ~ el' since you seem to have mispronounced it. And if it would be easier for you to pronounce you can call me by my Family Name, 'Aeros.'"

With all that said, Fae'shiel promptly picks up any belongings that she has, nods to Marcus and then proceeds to exit the room after asking Varga for directions to where the horses were being hitched up.
 
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Maui's eyes glaze over at 'Little Man' and his hand twitches towards the hilt of his sword. He bites down on his teeth. Hard.

He bends down and begins stroking the neck of Taniwha as the woman unleashes her tirade. When at last she finishes and strides out the door he says in a quiet voice, but clear and loud enough to be heard by all.

"Te world is bigger than your stories too Faa-ee-she-el. Do not call me Little Man. Do not call me anything at all."

His tone is deadly serious.
 

"Rogor's sack!" Varga curses. The dwarf throws her gaff-hook between the quarreling druid and elf, burying the point two inches deep in a nearby wooden beam. The sound of the curse and the tool thudding into the wood is loud enough that activity in the warehouse pauses as everyone turns to see what Varga is so riled up about.

"We put the word out for adventurers, not schoolchildren! Get your ruddy acts together or I'll toss the the lot of you out on your ear. I expect incompetence from the likes of this idiot," she says, pointing at Alvise, who knows better than to protest at the moment. "But we're paying you better. You can act professional or you can get the hell out."

She exhales through gritted teeth and pulls her still-vibrating gaff-hook out of the beam. "This kind of crap is why I left Copperhead," she mutters. Gaff-hook in hand, she turns to the workers who are standing idle and slightly slack-jawed. "What are you monkeys lookin' at!? Get back to work!" Noise in the warehouse quickly resumes everybody hurries to avoid any further notice from Varga.

[sblock=Important Words from the GM]This is the official warning: Knock it off. If you feel you can't let it be, then you can walk away now, no harm, no foul. If you choose to stay and the bickering continues, I will remove the offending party or parties, and anyone I have to boot will not be welcome in any other adventure I ever run. I'm not f***ing around here, guys. Choose wisely.[/sblock]


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..... Varga Renlow ......... Alvise Biaggio ...
 

As Mortar makes his way out the door he pauses for just a moment as he reaches Varga. "We'll get yer bosses swords back..." He looks to Maui and Fae' shiel. "if we don't kill each other first."

Mortar motions to Alvise. "Lead the way."
 

[sblock=OOC]I wanted to make it clear, my role playing in this manner is not intended to be taken offensively by anyone. It is merely how Fae'shiel is designed to come across when faced with someone who behaves in a way that she perceives as being immature even when compared to Elven Children. She is also having difficulty understanding Maui's accent which doesn't help matters either. In a way the way Fae'shiel is behaving is in part supposed to come across as the way an Elven Schoolteacher would teach her wards, and in part as slightly exasperated by some of the more irrational antics that Maui has performed.

It should be noted that while Maui seems inclined to resort to threatening physical violence against Fae'shiel when she calls him names he doesn't like, Fae'shiel for her part has yet to even come close to reaching for her sword when he calls her a name she doesn't like. She will raise her voice, she will rant and rave... but she will not threaten bodily injury to someone who is supposed to be her ally no matter what the problem between her and that ally may happen to be.

I am desperately trying to roleplay Fae'shiel in a manner that is realistic to how I envision Elven Nobility from the Harran Forest would act when encountering someone who is not only not from her continent, but who seemingly has very different idea's about what consititutes a Fey from those idea's of a native fey of this continent. I am not trying to start a problem here. Which is one reason I had Fae'shiel leave the room after her last rant ended.[/sblock]
 

[sblock=OOC]I'm fine with the RP from each of you. However it feels like it gets personal. If you read through all the posts in the thread, you can see that nearly all of yours and Jbear's posts are directed at one another or at least hint at the other. Like I said the RP is fine and at times fun to read and other times it brings it down a bit I think.

I think a solution to this would be to address each other by your character's names. Other than that let's smash some gremlins.[/sblock]
 

[sblock]Speaking IC, your characters are acting completely unprofessionally. You've given Varga ample cause to outright fire you, to the point that it's beginning to stretch my own suspension of disbelief that she's keeping you on.

Now, I've been granting leeway on the basis that this is an RP choice, but when you all but call the other guy out in an OOC block, that starts graduating from IC bickering to OOC bickering. As TSS said, it feels personal. Please tone it down.[/sblock]
 

[sblock]Speaking IC, your characters are acting completely unprofessionally. You've given Varga ample cause to outright fire you, to the point that it's beginning to stretch my own suspension of disbelief that she's keeping you on.

Now, I've been granting leeway on the basis that this is an RP choice, but when you all but call the other guy out in an OOC block, that starts graduating from IC bickering to OOC bickering. As TSS said, it feels personal. Please tone it down.[/sblock]

[sblock=OOC]Oh yes and of course that so called calling out that you cite couldn't possibly be referring to an old proposal thread that someone posted to Living Pathfinder (that if memory serves summarily got rejected) that referenced the possibility of an Arena Combat System which included the possibility of NON-LETHAL combat between characters so that just this sort of dispute that has erupted in this adventure could be settled in a manner that is more productive than simple role playing might allow the players the capacity to utilize. It strikes me as funny that such a system was proposed, shot down, and then the very impetus for why it was proposed in the first place suddenly shows up again. I think I may go and propose that idea again since it is obvious that it seems to need re-evaluation at this juncture if these kind of situations aren't going to be allowed to be resolved through normal role playing channels.[/sblock]
 

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