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Post by AthasianLaborer on Dec 21, 2020 3:55:30 GMT -12
"What is wrong with salt in the water? Don't people mine salt? Wouldn't salt in the water be 'two kestrels, one rock'?"
On the suggestion that the party would be staying at the Cerebrum....
"I think I might be able to make a contribution too! I would be willing to introduce your students to the training which leads to victory as demonstrated by my lifetime undefeated streak. If there's any doubt to my claims, let them step forward and challenge my physical training with their own! All I would ask in return is education in defending myself from the Way"
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Post by DM Bob on Dec 21, 2020 8:12:33 GMT -12
As a quick reminder, recall that currently your ship and empowered helm are docked at Ledo Isle.
"As any man dying on the great Ivory Salt Plain knows, salted waters cannot be used to simply drink. One vomits and dies a slow death thinking they did a deed that would save them." Shardivan states. "Let me see those tablets." The Speaker and the dwarf peruse them as you talk amongst yourselves.
While reading the Speaker takes this as an opportunity to add, "You will not be welcome on the grounds after all is said and done. You draw too much unwanted attentions. Stay in the City-State if you must, but after today's meetings? You will take a sabbatical from these grounds until things settle."
Out of nowhere, Shardivan laughs.
"I'd bet ceramics to silver that Nibenay believes you're Ur-Draxans. People of the Dragon. That gives me an idea... I will need to consult with a few compatriots. Perhaps I have a way for you to redeem yourself."
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Post by Attilius on Dec 21, 2020 8:26:13 GMT -12
While reading the Speaker takes this as an opportunity to add, "You will not be welcome on the grounds after all is said and done. You draw too much unwanted attentions. Stay in the City-State if you must, but after today's meetings? You will take a sabbatical from these grounds until things settle." HurK bows respectfully. [Once they're done with the Tablets, HurK will re-wrap them in the spider silk, then the blankets and put them back in his pack.] Out of nowhere, Shardivan laughs. "I'd bet ceramics to silver that Nibenay believes you're Ur-Draxans. People of the Dragon. That gives me an idea... I will need to consult with a few compatriots. Perhaps I have a way for you to redeem yourself." the half giant questions |
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Post by Deleted on Dec 21, 2020 9:27:58 GMT -12
Mak just shrugs, this place had no meaning to him before and won't likely grow to have meaning at this point. "We could return to the ship and explore the shores of the Silt Sea for a bit. The Psurlon problem isn't ours to worry about anymore. Or... we could go elsewhere on foot, away from all these hue-mon stone cities, and explore the wilds for a time. I'd be willing to transit us if that is a preferred path."
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Post by DM Bob on Dec 21, 2020 9:57:05 GMT -12
Shardivan tosses the amulet he borrowed weeks ago to Hurk.
"I will get in touch with you in a few days. Until then? Try to keep a low profile."
But his eyes look to the huge mekillot bone blade the goliath carries.
"As much as I doubt that's possible."
Gitmog pipes up. "I'll have your other things back to you before you leave. If they are psionic in nature, I'm sure they've been contacted by now."
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Post by Niachi on Dec 21, 2020 10:31:59 GMT -12
Laakh nods once. To the Speaker:
"No need to waste any more of our time then. I will settle up our sale with your treasury, then we finished here. Nice place but my schooling was in back alleys and ratty wineshops. Might be I find my answers where I know to find 'em.
Bowing to the dwarf elder:
"Until we hear from you again, master Shardivan. Truth is, I am in a mood to keep the profile of He Who Nailed the Severed Skull of the Ugly Mutant Bugfuckspawn of Nibenay (spits) On the Prow of the Baddest Ship on the Silt."
He heads briskly to the treasury, his tattooed eye on the back of his skull watching all.
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Post by AthasianLaborer on Dec 21, 2020 10:44:06 GMT -12
Mak just shrugs, this place had no meaning to him before and won't likely grow to have meaning at this point. "We could return to the ship and explore the shores of the Silt Sea for a bit. The Psurlon problem isn't ours to worry about anymore. Or... we could go elsewhere on foot, away from all these hue-mon stone cities, and explore the wilds for a time. I'd be willing to transit us if that is a preferred path.""I have never experienced anything outside the arena or my birth owners training stables before a month ago. Since then, I've suddenly had my freedom purchased, found myself adrift on an endless string of faces, 'liquored up' and recaptured-- only to meet you lot while fleeing the temperate. I am all for exploration and new experiences, how else will I know what any man dying on the great Ivory Salt Plains would know. I have watched you make trees grow fruits before my eyes and they aided my escape. Wherever we go, I think it should be together. Also, my vote is exploring other places because people suck" |
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Post by Attilius on Dec 21, 2020 11:40:16 GMT -12
Shardivan tosses the amulet he borrowed weeks ago to Hurk. "I will get in touch with you in a few days. Until then? Try to keep a low profile." But his eyes look to the huge mekillot bone blade the goliath carries. "As much as I doubt that's possible." Gitmog pipes up. "I'll have your other things back to you before you leave. If they are psionic in nature, I'm sure they've been contacted by now." HurK bows respectfully to all three psions |
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Post by Deleted on Dec 21, 2020 13:24:06 GMT -12
Mak looks to the others. "So, where to next? Back to Ledo Island and the Gambit?"
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Post by Attilius on Dec 21, 2020 13:36:01 GMT -12
Mak looks to the others. "So, where to next? Back to Ledo Island and the Gambit?" |
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Post by Coden Rokos (Jesse H.) on Dec 21, 2020 15:18:42 GMT -12
Coden looks absolutely crushed at being exiled from the Cerebran.
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Post by Niachi on Dec 21, 2020 16:30:05 GMT -12
Laakh checks in with the team when done with collecting coin:
"If no objections, I want to spend the evening back in my known haunts here in Balic. Gotta drum up another disguise, see a guy about a cilops of our own, and see what the right coin can dig up about Psurlons, seeing as this fine establishment has ZERO help for us. Coden, my friend, I'll be the first to tell you about the initial terror, then growing freedom to turn your back on what you thought was home."
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Post by AthasianLaborer on Dec 22, 2020 4:41:36 GMT -12
Coden looks absolutely crushed at being exiled from the Cerebran. "Worry not friend Coden, teach me to gird my mind and I will collect an instructor for you" |
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Post by Deleted on Dec 22, 2020 7:30:53 GMT -12
Mak watches as the others console Coden. "Yes, it would seem we all share this in common. Outcasts." Mak looks toward the NE and makes an odd gesture with his left hand.
"Come. Let us return to the Gambit and let the winds decide our fate. I do not wish to linger in this place, there is nothing more for us here."
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Post by Niachi on Dec 22, 2020 7:44:22 GMT -12
Anyone second my goal to poke around Balic for the evening: -See my livestock contact Raum about purchasing our own cilops for tracking Nibenay's wormspawn -Info gathering on Ssssurlonsssss -maintain low profile?  |
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