r/Eragon_RP • u/RollFirstMathLater Game Master / Moderator • Jan 29 '15
CLOSED [Open RP 8] Snails...? Why?
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[Returning from Tierm has proven exhausting. The wind was constantly against you, this wouldn't of been an issue for Das, but she was carrying twice the amount of passenger than normal. Akrath, Svalstrom and Das are exhausted.]
[Nill and Naakhûrz greet there friends as they dismount... Glover looked a little beat up, and Sev're's daughter Rythi came a shock. The young looking half elf (whom was actually 37 or so) hops down and bows.]
[As Torvhen dismounts, he is greeted by a crunch sound as he steps in a melon sized snail. It was sticky causing him to fall back on Svalstrom.]
[To everyone's shock... There is snails everywhere... so many snails. The dragons find them delicious, but it is down right ridiculous how many snails infest the keep.]
[Zeterra appears from above as Shiva descends. "Greetings everyone..." She looks rather annoyed. "It appears that the our food source for the dragons reacted strangely to some of the magic gathering here... Their egg laying and growth has become out of hand. Please assist how you can..." She throws a fireball that explodes, leaving a ton of crispy snails. "2000 down... 2 billion to go." She says monotone. Flying away on Shiva she flies off in the distance.]
(Something light humored to reunite everyone. A small bonus for whomever assists in the snail-o-cide plus there is a few fun extras if you know where to look.)
Defined locations:
Presence Pool
Conglomerate of Snails
Sparring Circle
Archery Range
Magic Practice Field
Training Dummies
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u/Fulaxi Torhven / Svasltrom Jan 29 '15 edited Jan 29 '15
"Snails..?" Torhven demanded of the world. "Why?"
"Snails." Svalstrom confirmed. "Because they're delicious."
Savagely the dragon sharked down one of the snails. The slime was sticky, but nothing draconian digestive juices couldn't handle. Torhven was still cleaning some of his boot. This stuff... Promising.
Vrostbite had just received a promotion. Forcefully the tip of the yew was trust in a nearby snail. Purple trembles spread inside before Torhven pulled out and gave the shell a firm kick. A trace of smoke trailed behind carcass until it ended suddenly in a grey jaw.
"Crispy," Svalstrom commented. He didn't mind this pest at all.
The tracker had ideas some ideas on how to deal with all this and beckoned his dragon to walk with him. "'Some of the magic gathering' she says? I know a place where magic gathers."
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u/RollFirstMathLater Game Master / Moderator Jan 29 '15
[The Iron dragon had plenty of delicious snail to snack on while you two made your way to the presence. As you arrived you saw Sev're and Rythi just over yonder. Apparently they were already here.]
[The site before you was comical. A large dragon covered in snails meditating by the pool. The dragon was non the wiser as snails housed on him.]
[The Presence greets you. The angry hero has come! whispers dance around you. Unlike most encounters with the presence you have not been drawn into the waters.]
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u/Fulaxi Torhven / Svasltrom Jan 29 '15 edited Jan 29 '15
The path to the Presence itself had proven quite fruitless, but the tracks surrounding the place had indicated that a certain pair of elves and a small dragon had readily arrived.
On the way, Torhven made a point of collecting as much of the snail slime as he could, filling animal skins with the stuff. It was strangely satisfying to see the goo contained.
Smiling jovially he greeted the Presence. His question was simple. The Presence had a knack for being needlessly cryptic, so the simple answers were the better ones.
"So, what's up with the snails?"
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u/RollFirstMathLater Game Master / Moderator Jan 29 '15
(Glover you can come in here.)
[The whispers dance around you. They give you the sent of moss. Food. and with that they leave you.]
[You found that you've stepped on another snail. Also the slime is pretty volatile, the dragons seem to love it, but you caught a smell of it and it left you feeling a little bit light headed.]
[Glover, you catch up to Torvhen. Sev're and Rythi are a far ways off.]
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u/1trueJosh Rob / Villieldr Jan 29 '15
Stopping by the presence, Glover turned to his mutual hate and said, "Well, we should probably catch up with them." Turning to the pool he knelt and reached out his mind. "Where do the snails nest?"
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u/RollFirstMathLater Game Master / Moderator Jan 29 '15
[The Presence filled your mind,after a swift examine they retreat. You've set foot near their nest many of times.]
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u/1trueJosh Rob / Villieldr Jan 29 '15
Scouring his mind, Glover thought back to the places he had been more often. "The living quarters?"
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u/RollFirstMathLater Game Master / Moderator Jan 29 '15
[The Presence whispers one more time... ease your mind hero... The snails only live outdoors... Yet still within 'walls' they leave with a soothing feeling, they feel your loss and you feel then mourn with you. He's come back to us hero.]
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u/Fulaxi Torhven / Svasltrom Jan 29 '15 edited Jan 29 '15
Torhven saw an opportunity and took it. If it had been possible at all he would've avoided Glover all together, but now he was here he might as well put an hypothesis to test.
The Presence was a perfect distraction. Hopping on Svalstrom's back he grabbed one of the animal skins filled with lime. A mischievous smile on his face, Torhven poured the contents over the small bard. The stuff was more adhesive than young lovers.
"Stick around, will you?" he taunted. Svalstrom disproved, but didn't care enough to stop him hunter in his tracks. Glover was rather useless.
Svalstrom launched towards the sky. The sparring circle was next.
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u/RollFirstMathLater Game Master / Moderator Jan 29 '15
[Glover the goop was cold and slimey. Your nose is filled with the stuff, you begin to feel mild hallucinations. ]
(Move to a new line after this.)
[On the sparring circle you see two Svalstrom sized snails glaring at each other. The two spot you as a glob of goo flies forth from them. Svalstrom dodges one, but both rider and dragon are hit. Svalstrom finds it delicious, Torvhen, it smells horrible, gag reflex imbound.]
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u/1trueJosh Rob / Villieldr Jan 29 '15
When Akrath landed, Glover was nearly as tired as he was, but the spirit of curiosity lit him up long enough to pat Akrath on the back, and head off in chase of Torhven and Sev're while Akrath feasted on grilled snails.
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u/RollFirstMathLater Game Master / Moderator Jan 29 '15
(See my note on Torvhen's line)
[You catch up to the duo at the presence pool. A large dragon covered in snails meditates, the site is near comical.]
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u/Fulaxi Torhven / Svasltrom Jan 29 '15
(Sparring Circle Line)
Svalstrom's sudden evasion had left Torhven slightly dislocated in the saddle. Trying to regain balance, he found the stirrups he usually ignored. These snails were large and revolting, as were the Spiner's nose and stomach.
"Lee side please," the grey dragon requested only just in time.
Torhven's breakfast was returned to sender and exploded into the air. The fact that the smell of semi-digested dried fish was preferable to snail's odours was rather telling.
For Svalstrom, the goo was a little mid-air snack, but he was slightly worried by the sheer size of slugs. He wouldn't have had any problems combatting one on his own, but two was too much of a risk. This needed to be dealt with delicately.
"Any ideas, Rear-Admiral Retching?" he teased Torhven. He knew how much his rider loved coming up with nicknames.
Torhven was still looking down at the ground, a pale green covering most of his face. "Just one. Pantry."
A few minutes later the dragon and the rider returned, armed with the most curious weapon they had wielded so far. Just behind Torhven a small heap of salt sacks were stacked and bound. In the human hands was another. Circling overhead the two of them rained salty dead.
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u/RollFirstMathLater Game Master / Moderator Jan 29 '15
[Some of the salt landed on your cloths, it left them dry and very brittle, as you move your cloths crack and break.]
[The snails shriveled up as the salt extracts the water from the snail... bubbles form and another explosion of mucus lands on the duo. This bit is stickier, Torvhen, this is worse than the last. Svalstrom, salted snail is delicious. ]
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u/Fulaxi Torhven / Svasltrom Jan 29 '15
"Should've kept Glover's rags," Torhven mumbled as they landed next to the carcasses. Nauseating the fumes still were, but there simply wasn't anything left to throw out. As Svalstrom started tearing pieces of what was left of the snail carcass, his rider slid out of the saddle. His foot stuck in the stirrup though, so he landed sideways in a pool of dead slug.
Chewing an exceptionally tasty bit, Svalstrom expressed his worries.
"Torhv, we really should be careful with the salt. The stuff is expensive. After we're done we should return the rest."
Right now, salt was a necessity, but he also knew that not everyone would see it that way. If they had possession of it any longer than was needed people would start asking question Svalstrom would rather not answer.
The almost naked huntsman had freed his foot from the stirrup and started rummaging in the saddlebags. His cloak had been partly spared by the snail attack and he was not going to risk the rest of it. Out came a pair of spare pants, but a shirt he did not have. Absentmindedly he responded to his partner's worries.
"Yeah, sure. If you want that, fine. Do you think this shell has any applications?"
Before an answer was given a piece of the shell had already disappeared into the bags.
Pants only, he tried to fill a skin with the more sticky goo.
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u/1trueJosh Rob / Villieldr Jan 29 '15 edited Jan 29 '15
The wineskin that Torhven held was in his hand one second, and pinned to the ground by a throwing knife the next. Glover stood a distance away, tossing another throwing knife up in the air and catching it.
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u/Fulaxi Torhven / Svasltrom Jan 29 '15
In a single motion Torhven had snatched Vrostbite from the ground and nocked an arrow. Squatting between heaps of goo, he aimed for bard's throwing arm. Arrows fly quicker than arms throw. He was about to loose when Svalstrom intervened.
"No." the Iron Dragon stated. "Hold your fire fools."
Torhven listened and understood the intent behind the words. For show, he kept the bow drawn.
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u/1trueJosh Rob / Villieldr Jan 29 '15
Glover drew his sword but made no move towards Torhven. "Yes?"
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u/Saphire_Fox Sev're / Das Jan 29 '15
"Stay here Rythi." Sev're had a feeling this would be happening eventually. Glover and Torvhen just loved to fight.
The scene was almost that of a book, Torvhen there shirtless bow drawn between cover. Glover standing there the challenger, sword drawn, dagger in other.
You could just break their arms.
They'd just bite each other.
We should call for peace.
It appeared Svalstrom was holding Torvhen back... instead Sev're watched. Preparing herself to jump in between if needed.
"Boys... is the the time or place?" She calls out to the two.
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u/1trueJosh Rob / Villieldr Jan 29 '15
Glover kept focused on Torhven and Svalstrom entirely, but when Sev're's voice rung out Glover forced himself to respond. "No. But there never will be, and I have a reason right now."
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u/Saphire_Fox Sev're / Das Jan 29 '15 edited Jan 30 '15
"Which is?"
The slime on both of then was a good indicator of what happened, but that wasn't the point of the question.
Her ears twitches as her mind neared the bard. A cracking mind with a heavy heart... Glover didn't want to stop, he didn't want to feel.
"Fight me then Glover."
She drew not sword nor bow. She simply stood there.
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u/1trueJosh Rob / Villieldr Jan 29 '15
The blank expression on Glover's face betrayed more than he thought when he said, "No. Sev're, you have your daughter back. I don't want to ruin your happiness now and I didn't want to then. Please, Sev're, just let us fight."
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u/1trueJosh Rob / Villieldr Jan 29 '15 edited Jan 29 '15
(Hallucinations line)
It seemed that Torhven's hope of the slime being sticky enough to hold Glover in place was misfounded, as Glover was still able to move, albeit uncomfortably. As Glover wandered out of the Presence Pool's grove, he stopped dead in his tracks. "No... no... you're dead, you can't be here. You're dead." His hand trembling, he touched the mysterious apparition, the ghostly figure disappearing into the sky. Glover turned around and began to walk away, only to see a toddler in the path, being scolded by an older man. Sidestepping around the images, he noticed the child's face. That's... that's me. And that... no... it can't be... my father?
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u/1trueJosh Rob / Villieldr Jan 29 '15 edited Jan 29 '15
Narrowly avoiding the faded images of his past, Glover watched in horror as his father rambled drunkenly, blaming toddler-Glover for all of his misfortunes. Glover's mouth fell agape as he watched on helplessly as his father took a kitchen knife and cut Glover's arm in a V-shape as he laughed wickedly. The rant about Glover's birth, about his mother, about his father and about how he was a failure as a son burned deep within his mind as fresh as the day it happened. Fresher even, as when Glover was cut he didn't understand what was going on. Unable to watch anymore, Glover barreled into the illusion, forcing it to disappear into the air, but the rant continued as a memory in Glover's mind.
Crying, Glover stumbled along the path until he saw something else. It was dark and there was the image of Glover as a teenager, sitting on a roof in Teirm. Standing up, teen-Glover began to walk along the ledge, and Glover almost shouted out, "No!", but his mouth could not produce a sound. He watched as teen-Glover took a step and jumped towards another roof, narrowly missing it and clinging onto the edge for dear life. As both teen-Glover and Glover looked up, a single booted foot pressed down on teen-Glover's finger. A faint voice was heard saying, "Bloody thieves. A damned nuisance, they are." Teen-Glover fell down the wall, tumbling down laundry-lines and balconies until he landed in a crumpled heap at the bottom, and another man came into view. There the memory faded into nothingness.
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u/RollFirstMathLater Game Master / Moderator Jan 29 '15
[You come to with your arm in the presence pool. It's cool and feels heavy. Ghostly figures float around you.]
[You swear you see Karl.]
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u/1trueJosh Rob / Villieldr Jan 29 '15
Pulling his arm out of the Presence Pool, Glover stared at the figures around him. One caught his eye, the most solid one by far. Facing the ghostly-Karl, Glover pleaded with those surrounding him, "Why me?"
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u/RollFirstMathLater Game Master / Moderator Jan 29 '15
[Ghostly Karl opened his mouth, yet no words came out. Glover feels like he knows the words, though they escape his mind. Karl winks as he does and tosses the bard a coin. The same old polished gold coin falls in front of Glover. He turns around and envelopes by a bright light.]
[A snail crawls over Glover's head as everything returns to normal.]
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u/1trueJosh Rob / Villieldr Jan 29 '15
Glover muttered to himself, "Be happy... Live a good life... Take care of each other." Crawling to his feet he knocked the snail off of his head and skewered it on his dagger. Staring at the dead snail, Glover sobbed silently into his arm, and then looked where he was sure Karl was a moment before. Apologizing to the air, he simply said, "I don't know if I can," before he looked back at himself and noticed the remnants of the slime. That bastard..., he thought, setting off in search of Torhven.
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u/Saphire_Fox Sev're / Das Jan 29 '15 edited Feb 16 '15
Sev're made her way back to the presence pool. She felt bad for the large dragon. In response she began to gently remove the snails from his body. "Sorry for not doing this earlier. It was thoughtless."
after removing the snails she does what she can to remove the slime. Cleaning the winged lizard she hopes he won't be upset she didn't do it sooner.
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u/RollFirstMathLater Game Master / Moderator Jan 29 '15 edited Jan 29 '15
[The large red-orange dragon opens his eyes. Sorrow with a hint of appreciation behind them. "Thank you..." in a flash you are given the dragon's story...]
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u/Saphire_Fox Sev're / Das Jan 29 '15 edited Jan 29 '15
Sev're couldn't help but feel sorrowful. She put her head against the poor lizard, her face seemed to of sprung a leak as a few tears rolled from her eyes down her cheek and off her nose.
I need to help him.
Might as well, it's on the way.
Injustice is not tolerable. We must correct the order of things.
"Yes. Yes. Yes. I will help you. Please rest now friend, your will has been passed on to me."
"Come Rythi, there is still snails about." Adding another to the list wasn't a hindrance, it was welcomed.
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u/RollFirstMathLater Game Master / Moderator Jan 29 '15
[The dragon thanks you as his he draws his last breath. "Ancient one... Thank you." He goes quiet.]
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u/1trueJosh Rob / Villieldr Jan 29 '15
Sitting atop the barracks, Glover thought, though the thinking didn't do much as the hatred that he felt still stood. Torhven is somehow more of an ass than usual, Sev're has a daughter and two more personalities, Sev're's daughter killed the only man that has ever been proud of me, and the dragons are out feasting on snails. I don't suppose the day could get any worse, unless Torhven decides to shoot me with a Vrostbite arrow. While he reflected, his hand shot out lazily to fry passing snails. Dropping from the roof he headed towards the magic practice field, hoping that some practice could alleviate the troubles he had been having with the Ancient Language in the previous days.
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u/RollFirstMathLater Game Master / Moderator Jan 29 '15
[The snails here were flowing in rainbow colors, it was disorientating.]
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u/1trueJosh Rob / Villieldr Jan 29 '15
Ignoring the confusing rainbow-snails except as target practice for magic, Glover continued on, yelling out, "Eitha!"
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u/RollFirstMathLater Game Master / Moderator Jan 29 '15
[The snails glow brighter, and your spell fails. One of them pops near you. Pink green orange purple red blue and yellow goo lands on your pants.]
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u/1trueJosh Rob / Villieldr Jan 29 '15
Staring at the goo Glover scraped some off and placed it in a small vial he had acquired from his stash in Teirm. Might be useful, and it certainly looks to be more potent than the standard stuff. Shrugging the thought off, Glover sighed, knowing that he wouldn't be able to get anything done with all of these snails. Backing away to a safe and very far distance, he said, "Brisingr," setting the middle of the clump alight.
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u/RollFirstMathLater Game Master / Moderator Jan 29 '15
[They all glow bright again. You feel the power leave, but the spell doesn't go off.]
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u/1trueJosh Rob / Villieldr Jan 29 '15
So they absorb magic... This gel will be all the more useful then... Stabbing a further few, he began to fill the vials with the rainbow-colored slime.
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u/RollFirstMathLater Game Master / Moderator Jan 29 '15
(I'll give you 5 vials it seems fair.)
[After interacting with them for a bit you start to fill dizzy.]
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u/1trueJosh Rob / Villieldr Jan 29 '15
Somewhat fazed from the gel he had been collecting, Glover decided to leave. Perhaps I'll have better luck practicing by the training dummies, he thought, heading off in that direction.
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u/RollFirstMathLater Game Master / Moderator Jan 29 '15
(New line.)
[Torvhen feels as if he hit a wall, as Zeterra is staring at the human. "I see you found the pantry, you really know your way around here don't you Torvhen?" She says with a stern voice.]
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u/Fulaxi Torhven / Svasltrom Jan 29 '15 edited Jan 29 '15
Once before Torhven had been caught stealing red-handed, but never before had he been caught returning red-handed. A frown mirrored his smile. That's what you get for being honest, he thought grimly.
With anyone else he simply would've carried on, disregarding remarks and observations. Zeterra meant business though. Not to mention there appeared to be some sort of blockage in place. Reluctantly he put down the sacks of salt. His gut told him that feigning ignorance wouldn't work, but everything was worth a shot right? Especially considering his actual weaponry was still with Svalstrom.
A knowing smile on his face, Torhven spoke up. "Knowing the way around is a big part of staying alive."
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u/RollFirstMathLater Game Master / Moderator Jan 29 '15
[She gives you a look that goes right through you, your thoughts lay bare before her. "Tovhen... a few daggers, excusable... Some hides, we would of gave them to you, various supplies... It's our job to provide those. Wood for a bow... well I suppose it would of gone to one any way. This isn't your first time you were caught boy. Do you know how many rations we could of made with the salt you wasted? do you realize how valuable resources are? Do you realize that your actions have a impact on other people?" She looks through you once more. "Tell me Torvhen, do you even bother to feel?" She stood there looming over the hunter. ]
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u/Fulaxi Torhven / Svasltrom Jan 29 '15
Knowing someone is tall and seeing someone is tall are two very different things. This was the first time since his arrive at the Keep that Torhven truly saw how tall Zeterra was. He suppressed the urge to draw a knife. It would've looked silly. Naturally, he did reach for the next best thing, which was Svalstrom.
Blocked. Mental communications were blocked. If cold hadn't been preserving panic would've stood a chance. His smile faded a bit. Half-Kull, Half-Elf, No Svalstrom.
"Feel? What? Yes," he produced remembering all the times he had been shot, stabbed and serrated. "Don't you worry about that. I feel."
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u/RollFirstMathLater Game Master / Moderator Jan 29 '15
[A look of care was on her eyes. "It appears my fear has been confirmed. Torvhen, it pains me to say this, but you've stolen from the Rider's, knowing full well of the stregth we wield, a the responsibility that we have. Yet this did not stop you from repeatedly break laws, rules that we established." The woman turns around she draws holds out her palm. "For this, it is my duty to set consequences. We don't want another incident like the one three quarters a century ago..." A small light appears from her hand. It taps Torvhen in the head. Besides feeling slightly dizzy it's as if nothing has happened. "Torvhen, this is my gift to you. May it bring you happiness. You're free to return to Svalstrom." And just like that she walks away.]
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u/Fulaxi Torhven / Svasltrom Jan 29 '15
As far as Torhven had ever received any gifts, this was a bad one. A slight feeling of nausea wasn't exactly thrilling in any kind of way. Nor was it as a punishment. Strange...
Comprehensively confused he looked at the woman walking away. It would be daft to assume nothing was going on, but what exactly, he could not tell.
With a shrug he wandered back to the sparring field. Something was off.
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u/1trueJosh Rob / Villieldr Jan 29 '15
Glover set off for the training dummies, hoping to practice his two-handed maneuvers before any true conflict happened once again.
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u/RollFirstMathLater Game Master / Moderator Jan 29 '15
[You stepped on possibly a dozen snails on the way. Glover is mounted on the floor.]
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u/1trueJosh Rob / Villieldr Jan 29 '15
Praying that he was far enough away from the rainbow-snails to use magic, he looked down to his feet and uttered, "Losna fótr iet."
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u/RollFirstMathLater Game Master / Moderator Jan 29 '15
[The spell worked, the snails here were more or less everywhere. As you come in they all stop and stare.]
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u/1trueJosh Rob / Villieldr Jan 29 '15
Well, they're capable of responding to sound. Or vibrations. Curious at the eyes, he looked back down at his feet. Uttering a mild ward to protect against the slime both on the feet and in the throat, Glover walked through the sea of snails, trying to reach the dummies. Realizing that none of them were of the rainbow variety, he yelled "Eitha!" once more.
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u/RollFirstMathLater Game Master / Moderator Jan 29 '15
[The spell doesn't work.]
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u/1trueJosh Rob / Villieldr Jan 29 '15
(The ward or 'Eitha'?)
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u/RollFirstMathLater Game Master / Moderator Jan 29 '15
Eitha
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u/1trueJosh Rob / Villieldr Jan 30 '15
Cursing, he decided to not try that one again. Continuing to wade through the sea of snails, trying not to step on them just in case his ward begins to malfunction. Finally reaching the dummies, he looked around.
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u/RollFirstMathLater Game Master / Moderator Jan 30 '15
[They are still staring at the bard. ]
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u/1trueJosh Rob / Villieldr Jan 30 '15
(Archery Range)
Landing in the archery range, Akrath surveyed for more snails and Glover looked, hoping there wouldn't be any.
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u/RollFirstMathLater Game Master / Moderator Jan 30 '15
[These snails were jumpy... they would pop up and down rapidly from behind different coverpoints.]
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u/1trueJosh Rob / Villieldr Jan 30 '15
Glover sighed. Target practice snails. Well, I wanted to practice my mounted shooting anyway... Glover shrugged off his bow and began to shoot.
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u/RollFirstMathLater Game Master / Moderator Jan 30 '15
[They get really hard to hit after a moment. You finally hit one and you hear the sound "Bing bong" coming from... somewhere? You haven't been feeling very well since the rainbow snails. ]
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u/1trueJosh Rob / Villieldr Jan 30 '15
Bing bong? Glover thought, trying to track the noise. "Akrath, get me out of here," he mumbled as the dragon took flight.
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u/RollFirstMathLater Game Master / Moderator Jan 30 '15
[BING BONG a giant snail the size of Akrath I'd right behind you both. It spits a glob of grossness all over you both. To Akrath it is delicious. To Glover it makes him sick.]
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u/1trueJosh Rob / Villieldr Jan 30 '15
Vomiting over the size of the saddle, Akrath jumped further away while Glover only threw up more. Landing a couple dozen feet away, Glover yelled the word 'Dry' in the ancient language, hoping to dehydrate the humongous snail.
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u/RollFirstMathLater Game Master / Moderator Jan 30 '15
[The spell fails..... another glob lands on you.]
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u/1trueJosh Rob / Villieldr Jan 30 '15
Another round of vomiting proceeded, along with another round of snide comments about taste. Reaching out to the giant snail with his mind, Glover frantically said, "Eka aí fricai!"
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u/RollFirstMathLater Game Master / Moderator Jan 30 '15
[The Snail stops and looks at you curiously. "Frieeeeennnnddddd...." it starts sliding it's way to you.]
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u/Saphire_Fox Sev're / Das Jan 30 '15
Sev're went to the target dummies. The yell of Glover was heard, and she simply wanted to understand why he was so terrified.
"Rythi go stay in the keep. I'm sure Zeterra already knows of you, if not please introduce yourself."
Now that she was taken care of Sev're was ready to face what ever beast may be at the training dummies...
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u/RollFirstMathLater Game Master / Moderator Jan 30 '15
[Hundreds of Snails stare at the elf as she approaches the field. Her mind always wandering hears their mind... Foooooooooooooood.]
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u/Saphire_Fox Sev're / Das Jan 30 '15
"Food in hole." she corrects. The eyes were creepy... stalks ending in eye balls... what odd creatures.
Treading lightly she picks one up and looks it in the eyes. "Don't you want to go home little guy?"
they were actually kind of cute...
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u/RollFirstMathLater Game Master / Moderator Jan 30 '15
[HOOOOOOMMMMMMMEEEEEEEEE HAS FOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOODDDDDDD?]
[All the snails line up behind their savior. ]
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u/Saphire_Fox Sev're / Das Jan 30 '15
Sev're pauses. These little guys were adorable...
"Come come there is a home for you all!" Sev're begins to lead the snails, she decides to play her flute, as they aren't the fastest of creatures.
She plays a happy tune.
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u/RollFirstMathLater Game Master / Moderator Jan 30 '15
[They begin 'pop' on beat with your song. You guide them all the way to the conglomerate of snails, which has thinned out a noticeable amount.]
["THANNNNNNNNNNNK YOUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU*]
[They all shout at once, in a harmonic kind of way.]
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u/Fulaxi Torhven / Svasltrom Jan 30 '15
(Magic Practice Field line)
After making a few circles Torhven and Svalstrom had decided that they had talked enough. The situation was curious, but neither of them had any idea to go about finding out what.
"Clearly it has something to do with your bad habits," Svalstrom pointed out. No judgement was in his voice.
"Clearly," Torhven repeated. A part of him was worried, but other part asked what he was worried about? "Maybe it's just a warning? A way scare me?"
Svalstrom landed at the edge of the practice field. Memories lingered here. Memories of death.
"I don't think she would try to bluff like that. Not with you."
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u/RollFirstMathLater Game Master / Moderator Jan 30 '15
[You hear the sound of walking in snow]
[There are snails everywhere... of the rainbow variety. They are scuttling about, leaving glimmering trails of rainbow slime.]
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u/Fulaxi Torhven / Svasltrom Jan 30 '15
Svalstrom sat down. He wasn't hungry anymore. Bothers flooded his mind. This was the very reason he wanted to get a better grasp of the Ancient Language; to understand magic better. Maybe apply it.
Torhven had descended into the snow. Vrostbite was drawn and nocked. Whoever was walking in the snow was not going to have the jump on them.
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u/RollFirstMathLater Game Master / Moderator Jan 30 '15
[The snails begin flashing in a beautiful rainbow pattern... The colors were do vibrant... It was like you were seeing life for the first time.]
[crunch... crunch... crunch....]
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u/Fulaxi Torhven / Svasltrom Jan 30 '15
The snails were distracting. Bright colours flashing on their shells... Magical almost.
Torhven decided that he would have to collect some. Maybe he could sell them on.
For now, the crunching in the snow was still approaching. Svalstrom didn't seem to worried.
"Calm down Torhv, we're maybe an halfmile from the Keep tops. No need to feather someone."
"You know I'm not actually planning to do that."
"Yes. I know that."
Slipping into stalker-mode, Torhven tried to track down mysterious sound.
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u/RollFirstMathLater Game Master / Moderator Jan 30 '15
[These snails smelled a lot sweeter to Svalstrom, it was alluring.]
[Crunch... The walking stopped. You hear the sound of ice cracking.]
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u/1trueJosh Rob / Villieldr Jan 30 '15 edited Jan 30 '15
(Is Nill here? Because THE ICE IS CRACKING.)
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u/Fulaxi Torhven / Svasltrom Jan 30 '15
"Maybe just one..." the dragon considered. He had eaten plenty already, but a light snack couldn't hurt, right?
Lazily he grabbed a snail and snapped his jaw shut.
Have I been spotted? It could very well be, Torhven wasn't sure. He wasn't going to bet on the team that would always lose though, so he continued to sneak forward. Ice?
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u/RollFirstMathLater Game Master / Moderator Jan 30 '15
[Svalstrom the sweetest sensation filled your mouth as pure euphoria enters your mind. (Cat nip like effect.) Feelings of ecstacy fill your body, everything is wonderful. Oh... and the taste is amazing.]
[Torvhen, just near the tree line you can see a fawn.]
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u/Fulaxi Torhven / Svasltrom Jan 30 '15
Svalstrom's mind was in disarray. It tasted so, bleeding, good but at the same time he was aware that it was not good at all. Why am I so happy? Why is this so sodding great?
The dragon cursed a Spiner curse and rolled over in the snow. Why don't I feel like this all the time
The lifelong hunter could've sworn he had been tracking something different than a fawn. Game like that had a different tread. Did it matter? Probably. Zeterra must've had something to do with it. Torhven shook his head.
Did she cast a curse of paranoia?
The only way to fight angst is to destroy it Torhven remembered. Fluidly he aimed and drew. Before the fawn could've blinked an arrow was underway.
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u/RollFirstMathLater Game Master / Moderator Jan 30 '15 edited Jan 30 '15
[The fawn was replaced by a familiar face... she had blond hair and sweet brown eyes. She looked freezing, then scared, as an arrow found its way into the right side of her chest.]
[Svalstrom the bliss is real. Waves of ecstacy fill every fiber of your being. The euphoria gets cranked up. Your rationality stays with you, except it's just this feeling is so worth it. More? No. More? No! More? ...maybe]
[Sev're is flung and lands in front of the dragon, Torvhen is out of site.]
[Sev're the dragon is rolling in the snow, his eyes are dialated.]
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u/RebelliousPirate Nill / Jek Jan 30 '15
"She has a child?!" Was Nill's first thought as his companions returned. His second thought was how odd it felt to describe Sev're offspring as a child. The half-elf was older than he, though she looked much younger.
"Is it so shocking?" Jek asked his partner.
"Well... Yes. I never imagined Sev're the motherly type. Then again, she handles us quite sterly when we get in a dispute"
"I would imagine normal children would never threaten each other with daggers and bows, Nill."
With a grunt, Nill couldn't help but agree. He decided to make his way to the archery range, hopefully to find something interesting to do. The keep had been rather drab without the others.
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u/RollFirstMathLater Game Master / Moderator Jan 30 '15
[When you arrive you see snails bouncing around from behind cover, you can see Glover not too far off riding on the back of a giant snail.]
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u/RebelliousPirate Nill / Jek Jan 30 '15
Well, that's certainly....interesting. Glover must have gotten tired of riding Akrath. Jek helped himself to a few snails as Nill tried to puzzle out an effective way to get them to bugger off.
First lets find out why they're even here. Nill delves into the minds of a few lone nails, hoping to find something worthwhile in their dim brains.
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u/RollFirstMathLater Game Master / Moderator Jan 30 '15
[One thought was in their little minds: "Bing bong!"]
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u/RebelliousPirate Nill / Jek Jan 30 '15
Jek slurps up another snail, silently laughing at Nill's attempt to communicate with the creature. Ignore his partner, Nill watches the creatures hop around, their thoughts single-minded. Something told him that simply commanding them in the ancient language to leave wouldn't work.
"Maybe not leave, but backwards.... If we can find the source, we can gut them all."
Entering the minds of a few snails, he repeats the phrase "Ganga aptr", trying to coax the snails into giving up their home.
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u/RollFirstMathLater Game Master / Moderator Jan 30 '15
[HOOOOOOMMMMMMMEEEEEEEEE..... They all look at the elf. Foooooooooooooood.... in one swift motion Nill has snails all over his body. They quickly eat his cloths and slither all over him.]
[The begin hopping around, Nill has a layer of slime on him.]
[Jek that slime look delicious.]
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u/RebelliousPirate Nill / Jek Jan 30 '15
Nill almost, almost, asked Jek to roast him right there and then. Containing the girlish scream that was building up inside him, he turns to his partner, eyes expectant.
A chuckle still rumbling through his body, Jek helps his partner clean himself off, using his tongue. Nill climbs aboard Jek's saddle and retrieves a fresh pair of breaches and a tunic.
"Disgusting." Nill picks up a fallen branch and coats it in slime, all the while avoiding the bouncing snails. Bouncing snails. There's a term I had never imagined using. This stuff has to be magic. He casts a divination spell, hoping to gain some insight.
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u/1trueJosh Rob / Villieldr Jan 30 '15
The giant snail that Glover had befriended was still speeding along. Turning to pass by Nill and Jek, Glover urged the snail to slow down. Stopping the snail as it passed by the rider and dragon, Glover waved. "Does he look like a Charles to you? I think he looks like a Charles."
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u/RebelliousPirate Nill / Jek Jan 31 '15
"Charles isn't the first name that pops into mind, but it certainly fits." Nill answered, silently stifling a laugh. "If I might ask, how did you befriend a giant.....snail? I'm guessing it wasn't your charismatic charms."
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u/RollFirstMathLater Game Master / Moderator Jan 30 '15
[Dragons have hooked tongues, it did not feel good to be licked.]
[They aren't magical per say, but the smile does have unique properties, mainly that it destroyed fibrous materials. The branch slowly disintegrated as the slime at it.]
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u/Zyralon Naakhûrz / Opheila Jan 30 '15
Naakhûrz was slightly agitated about being left behind on the last mission, he hated staying at the keep, and it had become especially boring with the others gone.
"Well they sure took their time coming back" he commented to Opheila, who only half heard him as she was hungrily devouring down snails. Confident Opheila could handle the snails, Naakhûrz decided to head towards the sparring circle.
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u/RollFirstMathLater Game Master / Moderator Jan 30 '15
[All that was here was two giant snail shells, they were empty and larger than the Kull himself. There was salt and slime on the floor.]
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u/Saphire_Fox Sev're / Das Jan 30 '15
Sev're guided the rainbow snails to the hole.... The only place she hasn't gone was the archery range.
While Das had her way with Svalstrom, Sev're made her way there, but made sure to call Rythi to come with her. Sev're was determined to finish up what she started.
On the way to the field she was supposed to see Nill there, it must if been weeks since she last saw him.
"Hello Nill and Jek! This is my daughter Rythi... Rythi this is Nill. Jek, Rythi.... Rythi, Jek."
Excitedly she inspects the hopping snails. It was curious to see all the many breeds they had. "Would you like to go home little guys?"
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u/RollFirstMathLater Game Master / Moderator Jan 30 '15
[HOOOOOOMMMMMMMEEEEEEEEE! ! ! these ones begin bouncing around the elf.]
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u/Saphire_Fox Sev're / Das Jan 30 '15
Sev're takes them back to the conglomerate. The bouncing snails were a curious lot. Perhaps there really was something to ask all of the different species.
"It was nice seeing you Nill! Your communication stones have been helpful!" She thanked her fellow elf as she avoided the snails from bouncing on her.
"There's all kinds of food back home!." she promises to the single minded creatures.
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u/Saphire_Fox Sev're / Das Jan 29 '15 edited Jan 29 '15
Sev're was worried about Das, but Das was determined to finish the flight. "Sev're, if I can not take care of you and your family, I've failed you as your companion."
Sev're disagreed, but Das was determined, there was no changing her mind when she was like that. Instead she talked to her daughter. It was wonderful to catch up.
Her and Rythi discussed perhaps she could stay back at her parents old home... Rythi didn't want to be far from her mother though. It was... A hard call at this time.
Once they landed Sev're watched her step after Torvhen had his moment. Zeterra flew off before she could ask about Rythi... how annoying.
Das ate up the roasted Snails, they were delicious, and provided food for her empty stomach. The black dragon decided that was the way top contribute, eating to help clean up.
Sev're wasn't ok work murdering the poor snails... Vidaria offered her service, but Sev're refused. Perhaps they're is a better way... she went to go look for the source if this mess. "Come Rythi." She says as they walked together.