World at war IC

[Mallak]

Rossarrell considers offering her services as a cook, then decides against it. She doesn't really want to get stuck with that job for the rest of the mission. And it's not like she's all that great a cook, anyway; she only took the lessons because father seemed to think that cooking was a necessary skill for a woman. Even doing her best to not pay attention, Rossarrell still managed to be better at it than her sister Carrella, that overstuffed cow. Rossarrell smiles as she recalls a particularly memorable afternoon pastry class. At least she learned one thing from Carrella: chocolate cakes can explode.

 

[Bront]

Orb looks oddly expectantly at the Halflings but says nothing as she continues to play her song.

OOC: I hope that adds a little bit to the atmosphere.

 

[Moonstone Spider]

Jaceth notes the underwhelming enthusiasm for becoming cook among the others and sighs under his breath as he stirs the fire and starts propping up steaks on stakes over the coals.

 

[Ferrix]

Barak sits back, "so, what's the plan again?" It's slightly obvious that he is used to a boot-stomping military run and that covert operations were never his forte.

 

[Bront]

Jaceth notes the underwhelming enthusiasm for becoming cook among the others and sighs under his breath as he stirs the fire and starts propping up steaks on stakes over the coals.

"I can help you if you wish Jaceth, though I'm sure you'll do a fine job."

Orb's tune shifts just a little bit, and Jaceth feels a little more confident about her cooking.

OOC: Inspire Compitence, Cooking (whatever skill that is), +3 on a skill check

 

[ASuperHero]

Flexing his fingers and muttering somthing, a complacated Chess board appears infront of Rik, with the Lady Kaftan as the "King", Barak as the "Queen", Illyes as the Bishops, Jaceth mounted on Asirra as the Knights, Grim as the Rooks, and the Twins as the Pawns. One side is decked out in Black and White, while the other is dressed in Purple and gold.

Rik looks up and smiles apolgeticly, "Sorry, I feel the need to practice a little. Anyone up for a game?"

OOC-Major Image, DC 18

 

[Ferrix]

Barak nods moving over to play with Rik, it had been a while since he'd played chess.

 

[Jdvn1]

"Sorry, Jaceth, cooking isn't really my thing. I know a little bit about roughing it, but I dont' think I'd be of much help."

When Rik makes his chess set, Rickol's eyes widen, "Wow, that's me!" He points at the set. "Ross, you gotta see this. There's eight of each of us!"

 

[Mallak]

Rossarrell looks over the chess set. "Oo, neat! But I think one of Rickol is enough!" she says with a grin and a sniggle. "Look, there's Grim and Jaceth and Assira and Illyes and Barak and Orb!" She points to each piece in turn. "But where are you, Rik?"

As the meat begins to roast, she wanders over to watch Jaceth. "Mmm, that looks good. What are you going to season it with?"

 

[Jdvn1]

Rossarrell looks over the chess set. "Oo, neat! But I think one of Rickol is enough!" she says with a grin and a sniggle. "Look, there's Grim and Jaceth and Assira and Illyes and Barak and Orb!" She points to each piece in turn. "But where are you, Rik?"

"Oh, posh. You're lucky they're not all me." He gives a wink to his sister. "See, we're the only piece that has a chance to upgrade ourselves.

"Whereas the other pieces have nothing to look forward to, the pawns are the backbone of any good chess game, and when they reach the eight rank, they reap the greatest rewards." He looks at the shoulder of one of his pieces, "Oh, and there's a little Icarus there too!" A bird calls from somewhere in the trees.