Hairy Minotaur
Explorer
A sticky situation
Gronar carries the delicate body of the elf back to Korg, who inspects her while listening to Omar explain that she's not contagious. Korg then applies his last two remaining cure spells onto the elf, and eyes like blue ice open and focus on the hill giant. Panic sets into the elf as she tries to back away from the hill giant.
"Korg nurture, not pound into dirt." The giant says opening his palms and holding them out for the elf to inspect.
Unsure of her new predicament, the elf shies away from Korg's hands. Laughter from the doorway draws the party's attention away from the elf.
"Ha! She wouldn't even talk to you, looks like you blew it. Maybe if you put some effort into a different muscle group, you could rip off that door." Lothred jibes at Paquito
Paquito was about to respond when he notices the female scaly elf is awake.
"Whoa, she is stunningly beautiful. No?" Paquito says aloud in the tongue of Baphomet
"Nah, too pure for me. Maybe rough her up a bit and give her worldly perspective, and she might look better." Lothred answers with the fiendish tongue
"Thank you for rescuing me." The elf replies in infernal.
Paquito stops stunned at the reply, the rest of the party looks around in confusion, knowing the elf spoke but not what she said, looking around to determine if someone was able to translate except for Lothred.
"I want to change my answer." Lothred tells Paquito
"Too late, looks like you blew it. No?"
Paquito walks towards the elven female, "Ok, everybody back up, give the lady some room, she needs to breathe. No?" Paquito orders in common
"I thought you said you weren't that kind of cleric." Ratchet speaks up
"Shut up son, you're bothering me. No? Watch a master at work and learn something."
The party gives ground to Paquito as he moves to the elf's side. "Are you hurt? Can I get you anything?" Paquito speaks in common.
"I don't understand." Replies the elf in infernal
Paquito repeats the question in infernal, while Korg, Ratchet, and Omar look on with suspicious eyes.
"Where are you from fair lady? I am Luciann from Oldwood, pleased to meet your acquaintance." Luciann bows as he addresses the female elf.
"What did he say?" The female elf asks in infernal to Paquito.
"He said he wishes he was an elf." Paquito replies, which garners a snicker from Lothred.
"He appears to be elf, he is not?" The female asks
"He's more pansy than fey. No?" This response causes Lothred to burst out laughing.
"I am Sillaqui D'yrthenbir heiress to the Throne of Calindomar. I was negotiating a treaty with the people under the mountain, when my entourage and I were attacked by a white dragon. I was held for ransom yet, eventually sold to the trolls here." She speaks in infernal
"I am Paquito Flaccido, Navigator of the Straits of Terror, Conqueror of the Terrible Taurranous, Liberator of the Clan of Paquito, Rescuer of the Heiress to the Throne of Calindomar, and lover extraordinaire. Perhaps you have heard of me? No?"
"Why Elfy only talk to Pokey?" Korg says spinning the overdramitizating minotaur around to face the giant.
"She doesn't speak common or elven." Paquito answers
"Elfy speak Pokey?" Korg asks
"She speaks the universal language of love. No?"
"BS! I haven't learned anything but how to tell a bad joke in your language." Ratchet objects to Paquito
The party breaks out in argument, until Sillaqui stands and begins singing in a calming voice. Luciann stops and listens intently to the celestial verse, a tear forms in his eye as the sad song drags his heart over each lyric. The arguing stops as the song drowns out the harsh words of the party.
When she finishes her song, Luciann has dropped to his knees crying, while Lothred covers his ears in disgust of the melody. Sillaqui falters after she ends her song, and stumbles back to the wall favoring her left leg as she does so.
Ratchet and Korg move in to inspect the leg and determine that it was most likely broken and has not healed enough to allow Sillaqui to travel.
"We no rest here. Here not good, Gronar go find place where rest is good." Gronar offers, he turns to head out the southern exit when Korg grabs his arm.
"Korg out of cure prayers, what if Gronar get hurt?"
"Gronar not get hurt, just look for good rest place." Gronar turns to leave again
"Wait, Korg have plan." Korg picks up Ratchet and licks the front of the struggling gnome, slobbering all over the small man. Korg then motions for Gronar to turn around, and then slaps the gnome on the hairy back of Gronar.
"There, lawn ornament can cure Gronar is Gronar get hurt." Korg states
"I'm humiliated, abused, and disgusted." Ratchet says slightly muffed by Gronar's back
"While that may be true, at least you're of use now." Lothred says
"What do we do with her?" Finrod points to Sillaqui
"She can ride me." Paquito offers
"What?!? You're a sick man." Luciann snaps as the rest of the party is mortified.
"What? I'm half bull, I can be somebody's mount. No?"
"No, you're all bull, and no one is mounting you unless it's to the wall stuffed." Finrod answers
"Come with me my dear, let me inform you of some truly lovely songs in a better language than that awful high and mighty speak you used." Lothred offers in infernal
"Why would she go with you, when she can ride atop the Paquito express. The answer is clear. No?" Paquito answers Lothred in infernal.
"I'm not even going to dignify that with any kind of rational response, so I simply offer you this." Lothred answers while giving the universal leave me alone sign.
"Well, at least we're thinking alike. No?" Paquito replies
"I can make it on my own." Sillaqui interjects in infernal
"No!" Both Paquito and Lothred shout
They both rush forward to help Sillaqui up, but Korg shoves Paquito into the wall and slaps Lothred to the floor. "Korg will carry hurt lady, lady can sign to Korg while we walk."
Korg lifts up Sillaqui carefully, and licks her up and down, drenching the front of her in giant saliva. Korg then slaps Sillaqui onto his right shoulder, close to his ear. The hill giant turns and heads off to follow Gronar.
Gronar carries the delicate body of the elf back to Korg, who inspects her while listening to Omar explain that she's not contagious. Korg then applies his last two remaining cure spells onto the elf, and eyes like blue ice open and focus on the hill giant. Panic sets into the elf as she tries to back away from the hill giant.
"Korg nurture, not pound into dirt." The giant says opening his palms and holding them out for the elf to inspect.
Unsure of her new predicament, the elf shies away from Korg's hands. Laughter from the doorway draws the party's attention away from the elf.
"Ha! She wouldn't even talk to you, looks like you blew it. Maybe if you put some effort into a different muscle group, you could rip off that door." Lothred jibes at Paquito
Paquito was about to respond when he notices the female scaly elf is awake.
"Whoa, she is stunningly beautiful. No?" Paquito says aloud in the tongue of Baphomet
"Nah, too pure for me. Maybe rough her up a bit and give her worldly perspective, and she might look better." Lothred answers with the fiendish tongue
"Thank you for rescuing me." The elf replies in infernal.
Paquito stops stunned at the reply, the rest of the party looks around in confusion, knowing the elf spoke but not what she said, looking around to determine if someone was able to translate except for Lothred.
"I want to change my answer." Lothred tells Paquito
"Too late, looks like you blew it. No?"
Paquito walks towards the elven female, "Ok, everybody back up, give the lady some room, she needs to breathe. No?" Paquito orders in common
"I thought you said you weren't that kind of cleric." Ratchet speaks up
"Shut up son, you're bothering me. No? Watch a master at work and learn something."
The party gives ground to Paquito as he moves to the elf's side. "Are you hurt? Can I get you anything?" Paquito speaks in common.
"I don't understand." Replies the elf in infernal
Paquito repeats the question in infernal, while Korg, Ratchet, and Omar look on with suspicious eyes.
"Where are you from fair lady? I am Luciann from Oldwood, pleased to meet your acquaintance." Luciann bows as he addresses the female elf.
"What did he say?" The female elf asks in infernal to Paquito.
"He said he wishes he was an elf." Paquito replies, which garners a snicker from Lothred.
"He appears to be elf, he is not?" The female asks
"He's more pansy than fey. No?" This response causes Lothred to burst out laughing.
"I am Sillaqui D'yrthenbir heiress to the Throne of Calindomar. I was negotiating a treaty with the people under the mountain, when my entourage and I were attacked by a white dragon. I was held for ransom yet, eventually sold to the trolls here." She speaks in infernal
"I am Paquito Flaccido, Navigator of the Straits of Terror, Conqueror of the Terrible Taurranous, Liberator of the Clan of Paquito, Rescuer of the Heiress to the Throne of Calindomar, and lover extraordinaire. Perhaps you have heard of me? No?"
"Why Elfy only talk to Pokey?" Korg says spinning the overdramitizating minotaur around to face the giant.
"She doesn't speak common or elven." Paquito answers
"Elfy speak Pokey?" Korg asks
"She speaks the universal language of love. No?"
"BS! I haven't learned anything but how to tell a bad joke in your language." Ratchet objects to Paquito
The party breaks out in argument, until Sillaqui stands and begins singing in a calming voice. Luciann stops and listens intently to the celestial verse, a tear forms in his eye as the sad song drags his heart over each lyric. The arguing stops as the song drowns out the harsh words of the party.
When she finishes her song, Luciann has dropped to his knees crying, while Lothred covers his ears in disgust of the melody. Sillaqui falters after she ends her song, and stumbles back to the wall favoring her left leg as she does so.
Ratchet and Korg move in to inspect the leg and determine that it was most likely broken and has not healed enough to allow Sillaqui to travel.
"We no rest here. Here not good, Gronar go find place where rest is good." Gronar offers, he turns to head out the southern exit when Korg grabs his arm.
"Korg out of cure prayers, what if Gronar get hurt?"
"Gronar not get hurt, just look for good rest place." Gronar turns to leave again
"Wait, Korg have plan." Korg picks up Ratchet and licks the front of the struggling gnome, slobbering all over the small man. Korg then motions for Gronar to turn around, and then slaps the gnome on the hairy back of Gronar.
"There, lawn ornament can cure Gronar is Gronar get hurt." Korg states
"I'm humiliated, abused, and disgusted." Ratchet says slightly muffed by Gronar's back
"While that may be true, at least you're of use now." Lothred says
"What do we do with her?" Finrod points to Sillaqui
"She can ride me." Paquito offers
"What?!? You're a sick man." Luciann snaps as the rest of the party is mortified.
"What? I'm half bull, I can be somebody's mount. No?"
"No, you're all bull, and no one is mounting you unless it's to the wall stuffed." Finrod answers
"Come with me my dear, let me inform you of some truly lovely songs in a better language than that awful high and mighty speak you used." Lothred offers in infernal
"Why would she go with you, when she can ride atop the Paquito express. The answer is clear. No?" Paquito answers Lothred in infernal.
"I'm not even going to dignify that with any kind of rational response, so I simply offer you this." Lothred answers while giving the universal leave me alone sign.
"Well, at least we're thinking alike. No?" Paquito replies
"I can make it on my own." Sillaqui interjects in infernal
"No!" Both Paquito and Lothred shout
They both rush forward to help Sillaqui up, but Korg shoves Paquito into the wall and slaps Lothred to the floor. "Korg will carry hurt lady, lady can sign to Korg while we walk."
Korg lifts up Sillaqui carefully, and licks her up and down, drenching the front of her in giant saliva. Korg then slaps Sillaqui onto his right shoulder, close to his ear. The hill giant turns and heads off to follow Gronar.