TURTLEDOME!: Battle Bone (DM: KenHood, Judge: Lord S.)
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fireinthedust
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[sblock=EMRAL!] Bearer of a mysterious stone, Emral Dajand wanders the world looking for adventure, mystery, fortune and glory! Super-arcane-stone-blasting-striker-magic![/sblock]
Good job on the art work FitD![/sblock]Marco invites you up into his home for dinner.
The building itself is sized for humans, with high roofs and large, open rooms. The furniture, though, is made for halfling comfort.
You find yourself kneeling a long table, with ten or more children of various ages, Marco's oldest daughter and her husband, Uncle Mikey, Marco, his wife, Marco's father, and a couple of Marco's cousins. Keeping track of the children is difficult, because your presence has them excited beyond measure. They hop from chair-to-chair, pelt you with questions, and vie for your attention with a variety of feats.
Marco taps his glass and offers a toast to the party and for success at TURTLEDOME!
As you tuck into your meal, Marco says, "Again, I apologize for that unfortunate scene earlier and for misinterpreting your actions. However, now that Hadarai has left your group, I feel that we finally have an excellent team to represent the Dusty Quill in the battle."
The building itself is sized for humans, with high roofs and large, open rooms. The furniture, though, is made for halfling comfort.
You find yourself kneeling a long table, with ten or more children of various ages, Marco's oldest daughter and her husband, Uncle Mikey, Marco, his wife, Marco's father, and a couple of Marco's cousins. Keeping track of the children is difficult, because your presence has them excited beyond measure. They hop from chair-to-chair, pelt you with questions, and vie for your attention with a variety of feats.
Marco taps his glass and offers a toast to the party and for success at TURTLEDOME!
As you tuck into your meal, Marco says, "Again, I apologize for that unfortunate scene earlier and for misinterpreting your actions. However, now that Hadarai has left your group, I feel that we finally have an excellent team to represent the Dusty Quill in the battle."
mohalloran
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[sblock=KenHood]I don't know if you realize that Vaunea didn't understand "apol" and has still left the building or not. Anyway, if not, Vaunea is still outside.[/sblock]
[sblock=Vaunea]Previuosly...
Marco approaches Vaunea while she guards the shop. He apologizes for his behavior and asks her to come in and eat with his family. He says it's okay for her to keep her axe.[/sblock]
[sblock=mohalloran]There: Flashback!
I was going off your previous post that Vaunea would come inside.[/sblock]
Marco approaches Vaunea while she guards the shop. He apologizes for his behavior and asks her to come in and eat with his family. He says it's okay for her to keep her axe.[/sblock]
[sblock=mohalloran]There: Flashback!
I was going off your previous post that Vaunea would come inside.[/sblock]
mohalloran
First Post
[sblock=KenHood]And all is right with the world.
Now, I'm just imagining this table that Vaunea is supposed to be eating from. Makes me laugh quite a bit.[/sblock]
Now, I'm just imagining this table that Vaunea is supposed to be eating from. Makes me laugh quite a bit.[/sblock]
[sblock=Previously]Drivan responded to Marco, saying, "Sorry, I understand, I seem to get a little lost myself... What I was saying, is the plan still going to follow through that we will discuss tactics with you over dinner?"[/sblock]
Drivan kneels at the table, enjoying his meal inbetween the constant questions and action of the young halflings. Laughing as one of the young halflings juggles a few drumsticks he ducks as one goes flying over his head.
Turning to Marco he says, "I agree, I think our... group dynamic will be good and we should be ready beat some monsters up at the TURTLEDOME!" As he says this a small image appears above the table of the party in a cartoonish appearance, with Vaunea throwing Finnian into a group of skeleton's in bowling ball fashion, sending bones flying.
"How do you want us to represent you? Would you want us to wear Dusty Quill tabards or something along those lines?"
Drivan kneels at the table, enjoying his meal inbetween the constant questions and action of the young halflings. Laughing as one of the young halflings juggles a few drumsticks he ducks as one goes flying over his head.
Turning to Marco he says, "I agree, I think our... group dynamic will be good and we should be ready beat some monsters up at the TURTLEDOME!" As he says this a small image appears above the table of the party in a cartoonish appearance, with Vaunea throwing Finnian into a group of skeleton's in bowling ball fashion, sending bones flying.
"How do you want us to represent you? Would you want us to wear Dusty Quill tabards or something along those lines?"
Marco starts to speak, but his wife interrupts. "Don't worry yourself over that, Mr. Drivan. I've some lovely designs in mind. Violet and I will take your measurements after dinner. Uncle Mikey could mix some stroboscopic dye for the cloth."
At the mention of his name, Uncle Mikey, the halfling with the metal nose, looks up from his plate of food for the first time in the meal. "Huh huh."
"It will certainly catch the eye."
Violet, the oldest daughter, claps her hands. "Oh, and a feather in their caps!"
"Yes, a feather, for the Dusty Quill!"
At the mention of his name, Uncle Mikey, the halfling with the metal nose, looks up from his plate of food for the first time in the meal. "Huh huh."
"It will certainly catch the eye."
Violet, the oldest daughter, claps her hands. "Oh, and a feather in their caps!"
"Yes, a feather, for the Dusty Quill!"
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