Tale of the Clueless - Chapter 1: On the Seas of Air [IC Thread]
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Nalfeshnee
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[sblock=below deck]'That'd be Ysgard; where every warrior who dies in battle is born again the next morning to fight again! The warriros there fight long and hard, but know how to have a good time! Take care, brother,'he says as he corks his own bottle. 'Seems like we've all had enough tonight. I'd better be getting to sleep, work off this bub! Hope you all enjoyed yourselves.'
OOC: about three-four hours have passed below deck and it would be around halfway through the night if you were in a normal world[/sblock]
OOC: about three-four hours have passed below deck and it would be around halfway through the night if you were in a normal world[/sblock]
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Saloric Windrunner
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"I think I'll join you, Terrathoin. Thank you Derrick for your hospitality" and follows Terrathoin on deck.
Nalfeshnee
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Terrathoin and Thrumgall
You head up deck, passing a hurrying Drahluut on the way. In the open air, you see Vor speaking with crew member. The air is quite calm, and the ship is not doing as high a speed as youve become used to. There are few crew about (it is night time after all); just an air genasi spotter, a tuladhra at the wheel and a few others around the ship - no more than 5 in all.
You head up deck, passing a hurrying Drahluut on the way. In the open air, you see Vor speaking with crew member. The air is quite calm, and the ship is not doing as high a speed as youve become used to. There are few crew about (it is night time after all); just an air genasi spotter, a tuladhra at the wheel and a few others around the ship - no more than 5 in all.
Ambrus
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The small flying silver-white dragon looks over to the dwarves as they emerge out onto the deck, seemingly none the worse for wear following their evening of drinking. "Ahoy there. Seems there are some magma pockets up ahead; giant islands of molten rock floating in the sky. I'm about to head over to the Martyrs' ship to warn them in case they haven't spotted them yet."[sblock=Nalfeshnee]OOC: Can you please tell me if Vor's Knowledge (local) check concerning the magma pockets reveals anything of importance or not so that I can stop asking?[/sblock]
Nalfeshnee
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[sblock=Vor]OOC: my mistake... keep on forgetting, sorry. No.[/sblock]
"Back in the Smoking Mountains there were rivers of lava, singe your hair just being close to it" He watches Vor take off towards the other ship, "Kind soul that one, should exercise a little more restraint, others may start thinking he turned stag on us." He looks about the endless blue, reflecting on its peace, "Ysgard. I think I want to see the place."
Saloric Windrunner
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"I once went to the falls to the Magma falls of Clanggedin Silverbeard, far beneath halls of my clan. According to legend Clanggedin Silverbeard and one of the goblin gods fought there. During the fight Clanggedin smote the roof and caused a torrent of lava to crash sear the gobo godling. Then while the goblin was screaming in pain Claggedin struck him so hard with his fist he knocked him through the floor which collasped on the goblin god and created the falls." Thrumgall smiles at the memory of seeing the falls.
"Your right he is a right good... dragon? Kobold? err what ever. I'm not worried about him going stag on us but I am a might worried about what those fools, err whats the word they use in Sigil, berks? Might do to him. Lets keep an eye on him till he gets back."
"Your right he is a right good... dragon? Kobold? err what ever. I'm not worried about him going stag on us but I am a might worried about what those fools, err whats the word they use in Sigil, berks? Might do to him. Lets keep an eye on him till he gets back."
Eva of Sirrion
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Well Derrick, I thank you and offer the Blue Lady's blessings to you for the drink. We best be getting on to bed ourselves. I'll check on the dwarves and see if they're all right.
Ahoy mates! Mir greets the dwarves as she joins them on deck. Say, are you lads ok to stand watch tonight? I'm not sure any of us ladies are fit for duty, even though I did try to limit myself. She tries to supress a burp, and fails quite audibly.
Ahoy mates! Mir greets the dwarves as she joins them on deck. Say, are you lads ok to stand watch tonight? I'm not sure any of us ladies are fit for duty, even though I did try to limit myself. She tries to supress a burp, and fails quite audibly.
Nalfeshnee
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[sblock=Vor]You reach the other ship, though none of the men you spoke with earlier seem to be above deck. A half-orc (his features very fair for one of his kind, and clad in the manner of a wealthy, yeat seasoned mariner) is at the helm of the ship, His gaze set firmly on the horizon, with persiodic glances to The Martyred Justice. A few crewmen are working with the rigging, trying to get their best out of the slow air. A spotter (a tattooed elf, her bald head a canvas for a beautiful celtic design) stands in the crows nest, a telescope in her hands.[/sblock]
