Death of the Dragons

[Neurotic]

Marius Goldleaf

You need to elaborate little bit, War. Not everyone is familiar with the way you fight. Do you charge first ask later? Cast? On yourself or allies who might need to wait out your casting...you know...tactics.

Yes, we should be on our way. Why don't you take off, Grabhar. You can easily follow us from the air and we'll wave you down if there is anything to discuss.

While we are at it, if we stay together for some time we might need to develop some kind of signal language or get some magic to do the talking.

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[Halford]

Alariass quirks a brow,

"As far as language goes if you raise your hand, or give some other prearranged signal I have a little friend who can relay any message you wish telepathically. Feel free to utilize his abilities, though I suspect not everyone has need of them."

OOC: Are we off yet? Alariass wants to acquire the knowledge of how to kick Weretiger ass!

 

[Neurotic]

Marius Goldleaf

Does your friend have a name we can call him? Or is mental call enough? It would be useful if we could relay messages silently while scouting or hiding.

 

[Halford]

Alariass smiles,

"Well I suppose it can do no harm to introduce you all." He produces a small crystal from a pocket. Suddenly it stand up in his palm on eight spindly legs and bows to the group.

"Ladies and gentlemen meet Trikk. My apologies."

The group all "hear" the following fast paced dialogue in a "voice" which somehow conveys a gunghow and cavalier attitude with every "syllable",

"Hello everybody, we will slay many foes together! Why we will be unstoppable, yes! Excellent. we will be the best of friends, heroes all! Woe betide the silver shurking reprobates that have earned our ire!"

The necropolitan continues with a somewhat pained expression.

"Yes, please excuse Trikk his enthusiasm. Unfortunetly he does possess certain limitations as a communication medium, he must initiate a telepathic conversation - though he can hear you and see you - though the later is only true within around forty feet, and he must be within thirty feet of you to converse."

 

[Vertexx69]

Grabhar, HP59/59, AC 32/F27/T21 Saves: F5 R9 W6

Grabhar steps close to the monk invading any sense of personal space the dragonling may have been observing. "If its all the same to you, I'd rather not go flapping about drawing attention to myself within the town limits. You may have noticed that I've gone to some pains to hide my origins. So I think I'm going to wait until we're out of sight before I take up my hunter's role once more my exhuberant eschalon." He smiles at the monk and lightly claps him on the shoulder. "Shall we start to make our way toward the forest then?"

 

[Neurotic]

Marius Goldleaf

As big man steps in close Marius narrows his eyes slightly, but makes no other move or comment until Grabhar finishes and reveals he means nothing aggressive.

By all means, oh great hunter. Lead the way.

OOC: I understand we are on the way already and that tactics discussion was while walking. So we should be some distance from the village already. Didn't mean for you to go fly around in front of everyone. Sorry.

 

[Voidrazor]

I am paladin Warforged. My sword here Benihime can have alchemical flasks plugged into it.My box here is my packmate and he supplies me my flasks while attacking on his own. I have a horse outside the city replies War

With an effort Haereka keeps herself from goggling. But even with events so clearly conspiring against her, simply slipping away was not an option. She would find a way to do Sebek's will. To do aught else was literally unthinkable.

Haereka fades to the back for the group as they walk. As soon as all eyes are off of her, she dissipates into ethereal form. Then, catching up again while travelling underground, she telepathically contacts Alariass. Alariass, may I have your permission for my spirit form to alight upon your shield? It seems we have much to discuss, and perhaps much to learn from each other. And I would rather do so without the effort of manifesting physically.

 

[Halford]

Alariass thinks back to Haereka,

"Be my guest. I must confess to being more than a little intrigued by you and you abilities, and not a little envious. I welcome any opportunity to extend knowledge, especially my own, but to a lesser degree I value any furtherance of knowledge - including your own.

On a different note, I do hope our new companion's morality is less constricting than that of other Paladins of my acquiantance. Adhering to such an inflexible code can be dashedly inconvenient, I trust he remembers that others are not so constrained. "

The plain merchants face of the illusion remain utterly impassive as they walk on.

 

[Neurotic]

Marius Goldleaf

Oh, before you go, Grabhar, something to think about. You might consider next time you try to be intimidating by proximity that some people actualy prefer their opponents to be close.

Marius smiles to soften the words.

I would like us, as two warriors on The Path, to compare notes and learn from each other rather then having personality contests every time you feel I slighted you. I will apologize if I inadverently insult you, but don't take every comment as if I made it especially to hurt you. We may come to know each other better in the wilds so there won't be many such occasions in the future.

 

[Vertexx69]

Grabhar, HP59/59, AC 32/F27/T21 Saves: F5 R9 W6

Grabhar smiles as the monk seems to have taken offense from the passive comment. "You misunderstand my scaly senechsal, I know there is no point to trying to intimidate a fellow predator such yourself. I was merely sharing a bit of information as to why I might be concealing my ancestry so close to the Windian borders. In the wilderness I have found that trying to intimidate only exposes ones position more than one would like." Placating the monk's apparently fragile ego. "We need your help to exterminate these antisocial abominations, so relax and enjoy the walk in the woods." The spearsage then unfurls his wings now that they are a good distance from the town and stretches them a bit. He thinks to Meareka - "This should be ...interesting if nothing else. I'll keep in touch." Then in a nearly silent puff of breeze he disappears through an opening in the trees. Grabhar makes low circles over the canopy staying within a couple hundered feet of the party's location, traveling in a figure eight in front of and behind the group crossing their position at the middle of the pattern. His clothing, spear and even skin take on a color very closely matching the sky to minimize his impact on the wildlife he might fly over.