(RP) Dangerous Legacy

[Ferrix]

"Out of my way! Out of my way, they won't leave without me!" Hurrying through the crowd, moving with the impetuousness only a hurried halfling could, Odo moves swiftly and agily through the crowd. If he wasn't making a verbal ruckus, the crowd wouldn't have even noticed the agile form slipping between their legs and past their purses. A proper lady lets out a squeal as she gets a quick pat on the rump to move her out of the way.

Looking up from the bottom of the plank, holding his bowler hat to his head stands the halfling, "permission to come aboard?" Pauses for nearly a whole second, then says "granted." He bounds up the boarding plank, "I knew you wouldn't leave without me!" Tossing a small pouch to the shipman who looks quite bewildered for a moment, the halfling scans about the deck with a dotted smile and then bounds off to begin greeting the other passengers.

Starting inadvertently with a sailor, he walks up, grabbing the man's hand and shaking it vigorously, "nice to meet you. Glad to have me aboard. Good, good." Noticing the annoyed look, the halfling quickly breaks the handshake and makes way for another passenger. Rounding a large box and extending his hand, he gets a touch of wolf nose before he lets out a yell and is then standing on the large box, in front of the large mean looking wolf and Ehliia. Chuckling nervously he smiles at the wolf, "good doggie, another nervous chuckle, "he's house trained right?" He asks the half-elf woman, a weak wanting smile on his face.

 

[Bobitron]

With a respect not often found in a worshiper of dogmatic cults, he asks, "And who guards the souls of your ancestors?"

"Hahaha!" Kale lets out a strong, deep laugh. "My ancestors are guarded by me, my young friend. So long as they live in my memory, their place in the dark will be lit. My ancestors give me my power," he says, nodding sagely. "Once my days as a hero are done, I must take a woman and settle down, so that I can pass the memory of my clan on to the next lifetime."

Noticing the new arrival, he looks down at the halfling with suspicious eyes. "And who be ye, short one?"

 

[groggy]

Rounding a large box and extending his hand, he gets a touch of wolf nose before he lets out a yell and is then standing on the large box, in front of the large mean looking wolf and Ehliia. Chuckling nervously he smiles at the wolf, "good doggie, another nervous chuckle, "he's house trained right?" He asks the half-elf woman, a weak wanting smile on his face.

"I don't know if he's ever even been in a house," the druidess replies, furrowing her brow in concentration. "This is his first time in a village of any size, and I think he's holding up quite well. He only had to bite one person, and we've been here three days," she finishes proudly, reaching up and scratching behind the wolf's ears.

"I don't believe you'd have much to fear from him--or you, Master Rak, or your toad--just don't make any sudden moves. Oh, and don't wear purple. He hates purple." The light tone in her voice makes it unclear whether she's joking or not. Ehliia moves forward out of the shadow of the wolf, walking a little stiffly, and places herself in full view of the group.

"I'm Ehliia, by the by. But you can call me Ehli. That "ia" bit is really just an honorific, and still new enough to squeak if I turn around too fast. This is Moons," she adds, indicating the wolf.

 

[groggy]

"Hahaha!" Kale lets out a strong, deep laugh. "My ancestors are guarded by me, my young friend. So long as they live in my memory, their place in the dark will be lit. My ancestors give me my power," he says, nodding sagely. "Once my days as a hero are done, I must take a woman and settle down, so that I can pass the memory of my clan on to the next lifetime."

Ehliia fixes slightly sad eyes on the immense warrior, then whispers to the man.

[sblock]"The trees remember too, friend Kale. And the animals. The burden of memory is ever shared by the world.[/sblock]

 

[Ferrix]

"One person in three days! I'm sure you've done more than that yourself," the halfling says with a sultry laugh, then his face twists serious for a second, "never been in a house eh?" This last bit is directed at the wolf for some reason, as if he expects an answer.

Hopping down from the box, he tentatively strokes the wolf's ear, looking up at Ehli, "hates purple then? Why's that?" Not waiting for an answer he turns to Kale, "me, oh just the expected arrival, Odo. They were waiting for me you know, wouldn't leave without me. The crowd down there doesn't know how to let a decent person through, all they do is bustle and shuffle about their lives. You'd think they'd let a mere pip like me through without trouble, but no, I get jostled and bumped and bruised. Look here," he says pointing to the leather shoe on his left foot, "scuffed! Not even an apology for stepping on my foot."

 

[hafrogman]

Liam looks vaguely put out as he watches the conversation swirl around. He speaks quietly, half to himself.

"I happen to be quite fond of purple."

 

[Tonguez]

Erlik looks up at the ski and wonders...

ooc Vendetta and everyone

[sblock]I know I owe everyone an apology for not keeping up with the game for a while and hope I am forgiven. Things have been busy irl and time is scarce (I'm currently negotiating a new contract to get me a salary for the next couple of years as well as a couple of other project proposals). Anyway I note that a few new players have joined and am willing to bow out if thats whats best for the game - justifying Erlik as being the silent type just wont cut it [/sblock]

 

[Vendetta]

((OOC: Tonguez, you do not need to bow out. I'm glad you can stick around, even if your ability to hit up the forums is rare. I dig Erlik and your take on the whole barbarian way of life, especially the anicdotes. Two barbarian warriors (one with some psionics) will be very helpful for what lay ahead...

On that note... sorry my self so much wonderful RPing happened without me. I RARELY ever have a chance to sneak online at work and play so most of my DMing has to come at night... and Pacific Standard time, so later than others))

Krueger "Hurrumphs" at all the conversation between Kale and Sonrik. He plops himself down onto the deck, his thick rump thudding loudly against the oak. With a second "Hurrumph" he lay onto his back, readying himself for the boat ride... he even starts to turn a little green in preperation.

Gemble quickly disappears when Moons shows up, feeling rather like He'Rak's toad. But at the appearance of Odo and the wolf not gulping him down, Gemble peeks out from behind one of the crates, a tentative grin on his face.

"My name is Jaeden." The bard says, offering his hand to whomever will take it. "It seems the numbers traveling to this fateful meeting in Enberton are growing. I am glad that so many believe and fear these tales of the dragon. I have to admit, I was worried a bit that few would respond."

"ALL ABOARD!" Comes the shout from the gangplank and two sailors quickly reel it in. Three sailors run out on deck with a rope to tack the boom, cautioning everyone as they move, obviously annoyed at all the extra people around, making their job much more difficult. When the boom is in place, the captain orders up the wind spell at one quarter. The spell fills the primary sails, which billow to life, filling up with gusts of magically created wind. The wind spills past the sails into the jib causing the boat to list and then turn to port and starts heading out onto the lake proper.

 

[taitzu52]

Sonrik turns to the young lady, "Elhi, you said? I am Sonrik." he says with a slight bow. For those just meeting him, Sonrik is a young man, no more than 16 or 17 years, but tall and lanky. He very handsome, wearing his blonde hair in a shaggy length that hangs just to his shoulders in the back. His scale armor is hanging off of his shoulder as if he's supposed to grow into this hand-me-down, but his hands appear to have seen some work, and look like they can get a good grip on the longsword at his side.

Seeing that she has spent little time in town, he mistakenly asks, "Have you come with Kale to go to Emberton?" At that point, Sonrik notices the wolf. First giants, now beasts of prey, Sonrik thinks to himself. "What a....lovely wolf you have." Sonrik says, trying to compliment the girl.

"I happen to be quite fond of purple."

Sonrik shakes his head, "Milady, he speaks the truth. It is his best color, and he has worn it for some time. We won't have any...problems, will we?" Sonrik looks down at his tabard to check that his blues do not appear indigo in the light.

 

[groggy]

"One person in three days! I'm sure you've done more than that yourself," the halfling says with a sultry laugh, then his face twists serious for a second, "never been in a house eh?" This last bit is directed at the wolf for some reason, as if he expects an answer.

"He was in a tent once...I had to repay the owner the cost of...oh!" Ehli trails off lamely as Odo rapidly switches focus. She catches Moons' eye and shrugs. City-folk were just as inpenetrable to her as to him.

Seeing that she has spent little time in town, he mistakenly asks, "Have you come with Kale to go to Emberton?" At that point, Sonrik notices the wolf. First giants, now beasts of prey, Sonrik thinks to himself. "What a....lovely wolf you have." Sonrik says, trying to compliment the girl.

"Blessing of the wild on you, friend Sonrik," she replies, bowing as well. "I'm afraid it is just Moons here and I--Kale is a recent acquiantance. And do you really think he's lovely?

"Moons, I mean, not Kale. Well, not that he's not...well. Anyway. Most people are scared of wolves, can you imagine that? How perfectly silly. They're really very much like us. More honorable, even." Ehli seems delighted to have found someone to share her passion for animals with. She perches a toughtful finger on her chin, thinking. "How long is the boat ride? We could discuss the rudiments of lupine society--the bare minimums at least--if it's a couple days long. Wouldn't that be grand!"

"Oh," she adds, blushing, and looking over at Liam"I was just kidding about the color purple. He can't even really see colors all that well. You should be perfectly safe.

"Unless you're really a deer in disguise. Or a chicken. He loves chicken."