Scott DeWar
Prof. Emeritus-Supernatural Events/Countermeasure
]ooc[ hold on buckaroos ... i think i screwed up on something here ... i p.m.ed crazy monkey about it.
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Paths of Legend: The Azgundi Tournaments
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Valen Sablewood
The tall woodsman smiles at Aohdan's words before answering the druid. "I am hardly cut out to be a politician... you may remember, my friend, how diplomatic I am, from when we first met, not far from here." His grin broadens for a moment. "Yet perhaps I could represent Turen's interests..." He is distracted when the elfess stops walking. "Hold a moment, friends. Please save my place in line." He moves a few steps away with Aleera, and looks warmly at her. "What is it, lass?"
The tall woodsman smiles at Aohdan's words before answering the druid. "I am hardly cut out to be a politician... you may remember, my friend, how diplomatic I am, from when we first met, not far from here." His grin broadens for a moment. "Yet perhaps I could represent Turen's interests..." He is distracted when the elfess stops walking. "Hold a moment, friends. Please save my place in line." He moves a few steps away with Aleera, and looks warmly at her. "What is it, lass?"
Scott DeWar
Prof. Emeritus-Supernatural Events/Countermeasure
Renaldo hands the cleric a hankie and asks the priest, "what ever did you do or say to offend this fellow?" and a quick subtle wink to him.
(bluff to hide the wink from the mercenary/ subtle message to cleric)bluff check (1d20+6=13)
[sblock=subtle message]Renaldo knows the cleric did nothing to offend the profanity spitting mercenary[/sblock]
He then turns to the mercenary and asks, " does this gentleman need such treatment, after all, he is not infront of you slowing down the line."
]ooc[ yes i know this is giing to get him in trouble ]/ooc[
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Arkhandus
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Alaric quirks an eyebrow and mutters "What ruffled her feathers?"
Then he responds to Entan, "Y'know, that would explain a few things..." with another of his mischevious smirks. "But honestly, you know I'm good with explosives and other contraptions...I wouldn't actually blow up the Academy. Probably. And nobody would be inside it anyway during the spectacle....so nothing to fear." He waves his hands dismissively and turns away.
"Anyhoo, I've got some tourney stuff to sign up for, else I'll be stuck workin' on my carpentry and sculpting skills here for the next few weeks without a break. Not that it ain't fun, but art's just one of my hobbies... See ya later, 'Master Entan'." Alaric starts walking off towards the Tournament sign-up line, though his mind is entirely preoccupied now with ideas for how he could cause some gnome-like mischief to tweak Entan's gears.
Then he responds to Entan, "Y'know, that would explain a few things..." with another of his mischevious smirks. "But honestly, you know I'm good with explosives and other contraptions...I wouldn't actually blow up the Academy. Probably. And nobody would be inside it anyway during the spectacle....so nothing to fear." He waves his hands dismissively and turns away.
"Anyhoo, I've got some tourney stuff to sign up for, else I'll be stuck workin' on my carpentry and sculpting skills here for the next few weeks without a break. Not that it ain't fun, but art's just one of my hobbies... See ya later, 'Master Entan'." Alaric starts walking off towards the Tournament sign-up line, though his mind is entirely preoccupied now with ideas for how he could cause some gnome-like mischief to tweak Entan's gears.
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Yttermayn
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Sensing Aleera's desire for a moment with Valen, Aohdan says "Hey, something's happening ahead in line. Looks like trouble. Let's check it out, Johen." and he gives Johen a gentle nudge in that direction while surreptitiously cocking his head and gesturing towards Valen and Aleera with his eyes. "C'mon." Aohdan starts a slow trot towards the commotion.
"Huh? What?" Johen asked, lost in his dreams of a land governed by the laws of Nature, where creatures of the woods could live freely.
"Trouble you say?"
He looks around, not noticing anything specific but follows the centaur quickly - he had learnt from experience over the last weeks that Aohdan did not always realize that his speed was much greater than his bipedal companions'.
"Trouble you say?"
He looks around, not noticing anything specific but follows the centaur quickly - he had learnt from experience over the last weeks that Aohdan did not always realize that his speed was much greater than his bipedal companions'.
crazy_monkey1956
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OOC: Bump for EximiusNero. Are you still with us?
crazy_monkey1956
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OOC: Moving forward. EximiusNero, I'm writing Lucius out with an open window to return.
The Tournament Grounds: The Line
The mercenary shoves past the cleric and comes nose to nose with Rennaldo, "You got somethin' to say? You got a problem with me? Say it with your sword!"
Aohdan trots up to the line to see a crude looking mercenary yelling at an elite guard, the mercenary's hand on the hilt of his longsword. Johen comes up behind Aohdan and sees the same thing, though Johen also notes the approach of a massive man, larger than any human he has ever seen, from the other side of the line.
As Rungner approaches from the other direction, he sees the mercenary and the guard, as well as a centaur and a tureni human man with a hawk approaching from the other side.
The Tournament Grounds: Near the City Gate
Once the others are gone, Aleera takes Valen's other hand and looks up into his eyes, "We haven't had much time to talk and...well, you know I'm not good at saying what I feel." She pauses to collect her thoughts, "I think you should compete. With you as Lord of Silvergard, you and I can make sure that obelisk is properly guarded...together. I mean, well...I think you know what I mean." She looks away and down, her discomfort evident.
City of Azgund: Main Thoroughfare
Shayuri is making her way through the city to the tournament grounds when she notes a rather preoccupied Alaric following along behind her.
Shayuri's attention is grabbed by and Alaric is jolted out of his mischievous reverie by the passing of a large retinue of guards and servants, at the center of which is the half-celestial Lady Dawn de Guare, high priestess of the Lord and Lady of Shadow. The group is on its way to the House of Lords. But Dawn calls a stop and turns her liquid silver, slightly glowing eyes on Alaric, studying him intently.
The Adventurer's Guild Compound: Drinking Hall
Iphithis stands and addresses Muzdum, "Ironhands doesn't deserve your ire. Yes, the idea to plant the corrupted seeing stone in your pack was mine. There was no other way to lure Azilyk to your group, no other way to get her imprisoned within the obelisk."
Ironhands grumbles, "That worked like a charm, didn't it?"
Iphithis sighs, "It would've worked, but for the misguided heroism of a paladin and the good-hearted ineptness of a halfling."
Ironhands approaches Muzdum, "I ain't proud of my part in this, and ye've a right to feel dishonored. But, Azilyk is the greatest evil there is, aside from what's already locked up in that obelisk. If I have to stain my hands with a lesser evil so a greater evil can be contained...well, I'm willing to live with that shame if it gets the job done."
The Tournament Grounds: The Line
The mercenary shoves past the cleric and comes nose to nose with Rennaldo, "You got somethin' to say? You got a problem with me? Say it with your sword!"
Aohdan trots up to the line to see a crude looking mercenary yelling at an elite guard, the mercenary's hand on the hilt of his longsword. Johen comes up behind Aohdan and sees the same thing, though Johen also notes the approach of a massive man, larger than any human he has ever seen, from the other side of the line.
As Rungner approaches from the other direction, he sees the mercenary and the guard, as well as a centaur and a tureni human man with a hawk approaching from the other side.
The Tournament Grounds: Near the City Gate
Once the others are gone, Aleera takes Valen's other hand and looks up into his eyes, "We haven't had much time to talk and...well, you know I'm not good at saying what I feel." She pauses to collect her thoughts, "I think you should compete. With you as Lord of Silvergard, you and I can make sure that obelisk is properly guarded...together. I mean, well...I think you know what I mean." She looks away and down, her discomfort evident.
City of Azgund: Main Thoroughfare
Shayuri is making her way through the city to the tournament grounds when she notes a rather preoccupied Alaric following along behind her.
Shayuri's attention is grabbed by and Alaric is jolted out of his mischievous reverie by the passing of a large retinue of guards and servants, at the center of which is the half-celestial Lady Dawn de Guare, high priestess of the Lord and Lady of Shadow. The group is on its way to the House of Lords. But Dawn calls a stop and turns her liquid silver, slightly glowing eyes on Alaric, studying him intently.
The Adventurer's Guild Compound: Drinking Hall
Iphithis stands and addresses Muzdum, "Ironhands doesn't deserve your ire. Yes, the idea to plant the corrupted seeing stone in your pack was mine. There was no other way to lure Azilyk to your group, no other way to get her imprisoned within the obelisk."
Ironhands grumbles, "That worked like a charm, didn't it?"
Iphithis sighs, "It would've worked, but for the misguided heroism of a paladin and the good-hearted ineptness of a halfling."
Ironhands approaches Muzdum, "I ain't proud of my part in this, and ye've a right to feel dishonored. But, Azilyk is the greatest evil there is, aside from what's already locked up in that obelisk. If I have to stain my hands with a lesser evil so a greater evil can be contained...well, I'm willing to live with that shame if it gets the job done."
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