Dockside Diversion/Still Waters

[perrinmiller]

Borric Hawkins, Male Human Fighter

OOC: I will still be busy working on RL issues for the weekend and probably next week, submitting applications for a better job while working at my new one.

Borric's hangover has made him sullen a disagreeable as his companions appear to be talking too loud, "Humph, Borric Hawkins, mage slayer and all that crap."

"It is possible that the lizard might not have been the Captain, but perhaps the owner instead. Maybe that fool officer of his is the Captain."

He continues leading the way towards the ship.

[sblock=Mini Stats]Initiative: +4
AC: 23 (26 with shield, 24 flat-footed, 13 Touch)
HP: 43 Current: 43
CMB: +7 CMD: 20 (22 vs. Trip/Disarm) Fort: +6 Reflex: +3 Will: +2 (+3 vs. Fear)
Conditions in Effect: Slight hangover and a sore groin

Current Weapon in Hand: Nothin
Chakram: 2/2 MWK & 6/6 Cold Iron remaining
Light Hammers: 2/2 remaining[/sblock]___________________________

Borric Hawkins

 

[Songdragon]

Zelena giggles at Borric's condition and attitude. "That," she says to Aldino, "Is a freind of ours, Borric, a warrior of some skill."

She then says in a low voice, "He's is not overly sociable at the best of times."

If Borric looks back she smiles up at the the man.

 

[GlassEye]

Aldino smiles and nods as everyone introduces themselves and watches wide-eyed as Nathan's golden mote repairs the strap on his satchel.

"Ah, thank you, kind sir! Er, Nathan, ah... Your Wizardliness! The pleasure is all mine."

He rubs the repaired strap with his fingertips obviously pleased and somewhat in awe that a worker of magics would deign to help him out with such a minor thing. He nods at Zelena, accepting her introduction, and when Sylvain introduces Waltor he looks around, not catching sight of the scorpion at first. When he does his eyes widen in much the same awe that he holds Nathan.

"Oh dear. Oh dear. Two Wizardliness's! I didn't know, sir. No offense intended, of course, to Your Wizardliness or to, ah... Waltor."

Aldino seems a bit taken aback by the fact that he is being accompanied by two 'wizards' and seems to be trying to figure out how to address Nathan and Sylvain without confusing the two. When Borric introduces himself and heads off towards the Eel, Aldino seems to let the matter slip from his mind and he takes up a position next to Zelena and follows the warrior.

"Now that we're all friends it can't hurt to tell you: you are absolutely correct, dear. Scales. At first I thought it might be dragon hide but, of course, I have no experience in that sort of thing. So I asked a binder that I know, who does some work for the wizards of the Tower of Chains, and he tells me that it is not dragon but hide from the behemoth lizards of the Great Delta!

And I found a particular mark, a maker's mark, that was quite familiar to me. Oh, yes, I was surprised to find that this book was crafted by none other than Neezhka of Hruthrip! Of course, I sent out letters to discover its full provenance but received no reply. None! Quite odd! And since this is a matter of some importance I decided the only course available to me would be to travel to Hruthrip and question Master Neezhka himself. And then... well, then we shall see.

Ah, is this it, then?"

OOC: My posting next week, with the holiday and a house full of relatives, is likely to be somewhat sparse. I'll post as I can but I wouldn't expect much in the way of advancement until Monday the 28th.

 

[perrinmiller]

Borric Hawkins, Male Human Fighter

Borric does give Zelena a look askance, "Ya forgot rude, bossy, crude, horny, and lewd."

Even through the dull hammering in his head, he is a little surprised the old man is impressed by the wizards, but did not bat an eye to the fighter's 'mageslayer' monicker.

[sblock=Mini Stats]Initiative: +4
AC: 23 (26 with shield, 24 flat-footed, 13 Touch)
HP: 43 Current: 43
CMB: +7 CMD: 20 (22 vs. Trip/Disarm) Fort: +6 Reflex: +3 Will: +2 (+3 vs. Fear)
Conditions in Effect: Slight hangover and a sore groin

Current Weapon in Hand: Nothin
Chakram: 2/2 MWK & 6/6 Cold Iron remaining
Light Hammers: 2/2 remaining[/sblock]___________________________

Borric Hawkins

 

[GlassEye]

You have indeed arrived at the Eel of K'issp. Aldino nudges Zelena and questions her in a loud whisper with a concerned look on his face.

"That one, ah, Borric, is joking about being a mage-slayer, is he not? It just wouldn't do to be making jokes like that. It's dangerous. Wizards have a temper, you know, and they might incentegrate him."

He peers at Borric, Nathan and Sylvain to make sure they haven't overheard though they clearly were able to hear every word.

OOC: Aldino is old and slow to react... and sometimes so am I. I try not to overlook opportunities like that but all too frequently do. Sorry.

 

[Songdragon]

"Well... I do not think so. I was not present, but from what I heard he has slain a wizard or two... even a demon. I happened to see the things head he brought back as a trophy. If you return to Venza check out the Dunn Wright, I am sure it'll be there, stuffed and all that is." The gnome answers.

"And do not worry about Syl. He and Borric have ventured together for some time now." She says with a smile.

"Ah, here we are..." She looks up and calls out, "Permission to come aboard?!"

 

[Gerald007]

"Don't worry about the Mageslayer, friend. If he gets out of sorts, Nathan or I will incentegrate him with quickness." Syl could barely choke out the last few words as he looked around at the group, trying to keep from cracking up.

 

[perrinmiller]

Borric Hawkins, Male Human Fighter

Borric shakes his head, "Twas no joke, ol' codger. Syl was there when I bashed the fooker's head in. Besides, Syl ain't no mage, he is a gods-be-damned witch."

"And, I will show you some incentegrating, Syl. I heard witches melt when they get wet. Let's find out!"

Borric whirls on his friend quickly to grab him and make a playful, yet only half-hearted attempt to throw him off the dock into the water. Even is he does manage to get close, he won't follow through on it.

[sblock=Mini Stats]Initiative: +4
AC: 23 (26 with shield, 24 flat-footed, 13 Touch)
HP: 43 Current: 43
CMB: +7 CMD: 20 (22 vs. Trip/Disarm) Fort: +6 Reflex: +3 Will: +2 (+3 vs. Fear)
Conditions in Effect: Slight hangover and a sore groin

Current Weapon in Hand: Syl the witch
Chakram: 2/2 MWK & 6/6 Cold Iron remaining
Light Hammers: 2/2 remaining[/sblock]___________________________

Borric Hawkins

 

[perrinmiller]

OOC: Hey, GE. No worries. We are all getting older. I just didn't what you to miss out on that opportunity for some interesting repartee.

 

[Gerald007]

Completely taken off guard, Syl dangled precariously over the water. "Hey now, Borric, no reason to get bent out of shape over things. You're scaring poor Waltor to death. You know he can't swim! " After being released by the sturdy warrior, Syl gathered himself. "See, Aldino, the real people to fear are the quick tempered weapons masters. We mages are cuddly. Except when we vomit spiders, of course. But that hardly ever happens."