Off to War [IC]

[HolyMan]

Fallon watches as the young nobleman "speaks" to the gnoll, and again wishes he could have stopped Martomum's bad joke before it took hold.

"You speak in a chieftain's tone," the gnoll says as it raises it's head to say chieftain with pride. It looks back at Fallon and then at Gareth. "I am MoonDancer, who are all of you?" it yipes the last so questioningly that Fallon asks hurriedly.

"What did, did he say?"

OOC: Great post btw.

 

[Zerith]

Alexander grinned as he looked back to Fallon, he liked that it thought he convered with authority, and it was intriguing to him that the Gnoll was more interested in who they were then having its wounds mended or what the magic they were wished to use on it might do. “He says His name is, or rather means, ‘Mood Dancer’ and he asks who we are.” Alexander commented before turning back to the Gnoll without wilting for Fallon’s reply. “The one who just spoke is named <Fallon>, the youth there” Alexander communicated before again motioning with his head and a flicking of his eyes, this time to Gareth “Is named<Gareth>, meaning in thy tongue ‘Gentle, modest, and brave[FONT=&quot]”[/FONT] he continued. He was chose not to tell Moondancer the meaning of Fallon’s name, ‘Grandson of ruler’ as doing could easily mislead him, but at the same time, Alexander would have to question the man about just how literal his name was later.

“I am <Lord Alexander Ravensworth the forth>; my given name means ‘Protector of mankind” Alexander added, as his chest puffed up ever so slightly more he could all but feal Fallon rolling thos old eyes of his when he spoke his name. Alexander was egotistical, knew it, and liked it; and, having a large name, that he was not even evoking in full, only amused him all the more and he saw no reason to hide it. But he did see a need to work towards the meat of the subject and not just gnaw on the fat all day “I hold title and inheritance in the southwestern lands of this kingdom, but here is not the lands of my inheritance…” he continued while leaning forwards ever so lightly, adding a flare of imposing presence. “But do tell me; what earnest task bring thou, Moondancer, to these lands; what labor could have such importance that you would ignore your eternal welfare just to ask who we are?” Alexander asked grinning; if the Gnoll simply did not want Fallon to rip out its soul or the like, it would not be as tranquil or ask their names before addressing the issue, but the Gnoll completely ignored what was suppose to the issue, so Alexander assumed it had some kind of purpose incoming towards the camp… something that could reincarnate this rotten fowl carcass of a situation into the goose that laid the golden egg.

 

[HolyMan]

The gnoll watches and nods in greeting to Gareth and Fallon though they might not realize the gesture. Alexander watches though sure he is getting through a little.

"I have come to battle the knife-ears," MoonDancer replies. Then looking down at his mangled arm continues. "But my days of battle seem lost, unless..."

His trepidation shows at the thought of human magic healing him. "How do you know what you say is true Protector? Have you experienced this yourself?"

[sblock=OOC] I'm sure Alexander has but if you try and bluff your way through I will need a roll. Or if you want to tell the truth only (i.e. You making up a story when Alex did need healing and got it) Then a Diplomacy check the DC is a little lower than normal due to your last post.[/sblock]

 

[Zerith]

Knife ears, to him that meant either Elves or goblins. He turned back briefly to Fallon and spoke “You may have to mend two arms, are you up for it?” while he did not want to, he did know actions spoke lauder then words, and with infinite clarity; worse came to worse he much doubted the Gnoll would refuse something that was so trifle of a matter that it was done just to prove a point to a stranger.

Turning back to Moondancer Alexander answered “Yes, I have, on a few occasions, but I cannot clam the wounds were nearly as grave as thy wound.” He started while recalling the few scraps, cuts, and singular bruise he received while fencing, ‘perhaps I really am spoiled…’ he thought while he continued “They were of such slight concern that they could have healed in mere days if left completely untreated.”

“Is that enough to steel thy nerve or do thee need an example made?” He commented while examining the Gnoll’s wounded arm. If it accepted he would inform Fallon of its consent and then continue
“Also, about these ‘Knife-ears’ did they look like humans with pointed ears, or where they very small and scrawny? Did they talk <like this>?” he would add and finish in elven.

[sblock=OoC] Were is teh dice... must make the 1d20+8 roll ^^; ooh, got it :3[/sblock]

 

[HolyMan]

"Knife-ears are... well they are knife-ears. And yes they squeal like that I believe. We fought them at the StoneBreaker's request." the gnoll looks to Alex and then to Fallon once more.

"My arm truly does hurt Protector, I will undergo this if you say all will be well. I wish to fight the knife-ears along side GentleBrave. I owe him my life."

"What is, is he saying?" Fallon asks

 

[Zerith]

Turning back towards Fallon Alexander commented “he consents to being healed.”

[sblock=OoC] Nuuuuu! it's a sin! one liners are a sin! why can't I think!?! T_T[/sblock]

 

[HolyMan]

Fallon nods his head in understanding and moves t stand next to the gnoll. Alexander and Gareth what on as the older man cleans ans dresses the wound.

When he is finished Fallon put's one hand over the gnoll's wound and speaks a prayer to his goddess. A strange light gathers under the banadage and glows briefly before dying down once more.

"There, there it is done." the priest says sounding a little winded but no worse of than a moment ago.

 

[Zerith]

Alexander nods in reply and then turned his attention back to the Gnoll Moondancer. The only stonebreaker he could think of was a stonecutter, and was famed for running the gnoll tribes off; not someone he assumed any Gnoll would work alongside after only a few short years, but here the Gnoll was in Bairan’s camp no less. But be that as it may, he did not think rushing headlong to conclusions would be beneficial to any involved; after all, it could have just been a Gnoll named Stonebreaker after all.

“Tell me , to whom does the name ‘StoneBreaker’ belong? Is that a name or a tile, should I know of StoneBreaker?” He inquired, to Moondancer.

 

[HolyMan]

MoonDancer looks slightly confused. "You do not know the Stonebreaker, Protector?"

The gnoll scratches his head in a very human like expression of thinking (gnolls say humans got this from them, who knows). "The StoneBreaker is short and wide, has fur covering his head and face in abundance. He is loud and forceful and can break the very rocks with as much force of will that he does posses."

 

[Zerith]

Alexander griped the brige of his nose between his thime and miggle finger as he rubbed his forhead, right above his brow, with his index. ‘The dwarf, Martomum Stonebreaker…’ he thought, annoyed at his own ignorance. “Oh, yes.. Now I recall now…” he commented, obviously embarrassed at the over sight.

[sblock=OoC]Here for the player not knowing what the Character should know and making the Character act out out of character by not knowing simple things!
Epic face palm! *smacks self*[/sblock]