The Scarab

[Old Fezziwig]

Before he can answer Osric, the ship lurches and pitches upward. Taking the sudden shifting in stride, Ashan smirks as the ship rights itself. Hopefully this thing'll land better than that. Wiping the smirk from his face, he looks to Casandra, currently being helped up by the nezumi, "you jake over there? That was a bit of rough going." He then turns to Osric, "Well, bo, I'd say you've the right of it there. It's something we'll probably want to keep on considering as we get further in the lay. I hate going into these things without much of a plan. Oh — whatever happens, we need to make sure that formian's not zotzed — unless someone else can fly the iron, he's our ducat out."

 

[Manzanita]

Cassandra

Cassandra grimaces in pain as she rises. "Thank you Riss. I'm fine. Just caught me off guard." She pauses, unsmiling, her brow furrowed. "And I appreciate your thoughts on the kobolts. This will be a dangerous mission & we must stick together. I will not hesitate to cast my healing spells on anyone in this party who is injured. " She looks as Ashan. "I have no particular knowledge of our destination, nor about our employers, if that is what you are asking. This seems to be a capable, trustworthy group. If we stick together, I suspect we will be able to attain our objective without undue losses."

 

[Arknath]

The halfling walks up to the group, "I'm fairly goo' at keepin' meself out of harms way." he says with a pipe in his mouth, "and I've go' a few tricks up me sleeve for any whoo try t' mess with us." Adly pokes his head out of the pack and Hremelan chuckles to himself.

 

[Jarval]

Osric grabs hard onto the prow of the ship, not wanting to greet the sand below just yet. Seeing that Cassandra is alright, he continues talking with Ashan.

"Good point on the pilot, we should keep him close. Sky-ship is the best way travel desert, there's just too much sand any other way."

 

[Festy_Dog]

"Sorry, govna'. Di'n't mean n' offense by it." he says meekly.

Riss gives a short chuckle.

"No offense taken friend," he says with what could be a smile.

"Thank ye for the nice words, bu' as ye can see, 'e's a li'l nervous an' all. You do any magic?"

"Not really, my mentor was capable of casting some limited magics though," he replies, thinking for a moment he then adds, "I probably won't get that powerful anyway. The way of the monk seems very tempting, I may take that up at some time."

 

[Manzanita]

Casandra

"It would be helpful to our effectiveness as a team if we knew each others abilities. I am a cleric, specializing in knowledge & trickery. I can assume a disguise briefly; I can fight, & I can heal. I've also studied the planes, & have some knowledge of them."

 

[Jarval]

"Like you Cas, I'm a cleric, although I follow Kord's might. He grants me strength and good fortune. I can heal some, and I've got one or two other surprises." Osric leans back against the side of the ship.

"Sounds like you're a smarter cutter than me. I know a bit about the gods of the planes, and I can climb fairly well, but most of my skills lie in my fighting abilities." He hefts his mace to emphasise his point, a rather too enthusiastic smile on his face.

 

[Mytholder]

Khulmbanos scratches his cheek. "Me dad was a locksmith of sorts. We come from a long, long line of folk of sorts. I'm good wi' locks, and traps, and doors, and that sorta stuff. Knives, too. Sharp things."

 

[Arknath]

Hremelan shrugs. "Uh can work a magic er two, still more of a hobby than a job, really. I do like t' change things 'round a bit, instead of blowin 'em up. If ya' know any about magic, which I know a li'l, I study the philosophy of Transmu'ation. It's served me in th' past." He puffs on his pipe as he thinks a bit. "But don't 'spect me to go foolin' with th' death magic er findin' out secrets. Mama always said people's business is their own, and I believed her."

He will reach down and pat the sling at his side. "Was champ'een of my village three years runnin' on the stone throw. I can 'it a dragonfly from 50 fee'."

 

[Old Fezziwig]

Ashan waits before responding to Casandra and Osric until everyone else has spoken. "Well, actually, I wasn't trying to imply that you had any dope on Ram-Tet or the lay. I should have been clearer — I've been trying to crab some things, and it just seemed to me that we might need to have a plan of some kind. But for now, knowing the wire on everyone's capabilities should be good enough. As for me, I'm an op with some skills as a warrior, and, right now, I specialize in gunning to and putting the screws to birds who cross up the law. I've got some other talents as well, but they tend to help me out with the rough stuff. I figured this lay would give me a chance to get away from being a bruno all the time. And, that's flat, Osric — the iron's going to be the best way across the desert. "