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220 posts. Alias of Navior.


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"We just fought water," Pezock says dryly. "Of course they're wet. Still, I'd better dry off."

I'm pretty sure you tied up the charau-ka. If you didn't, Lorenz will tie him up before Douena channels.


"What?" Pezock squawks. "I will have you know I am in perfect health!"


"It also lets us determine if the elf is any threat to us, and if so, destroy him," Pezock says. "We go to the water and the light!" He points dramatically with his sword, then begins marching down the passage.


Tar'kanas wrote:
Tar'kanas looks to Makoa an raises an eyebrow, which clearly says all that needs saying. Turning back to Douena, "Yes, I was bitten. But it is a minor wound."

Pezock's eyes narrow as he turns to look at Tar'kanas. "We should stake him to be on the safe side," he says. "No telling what he might do to us when night falls."


DOUENA, UNTARI, AND NPCs

"I hate standing around doing nothing," Pezock grumbles. "We should pick a direction and go along it. The Coward went that way, so we can abandon him and go the other way. But wait, the Wizard also went that way. Damn." He starts to pace with impatience.


"At last!" Pezock says exuberantly. "Our destination is here. Adventure and treasure await!" He follows Shokambe through the gap.


"The ancient evil will not stand in our way!" Pezock declares. "It shall fall before our might and its treasures will be ours!"


"Don't forget the treasure," Pezock adds. "That's why I'm here. I want treasure and they say there'll be lots of treasure at this city. We've travelled a long way and I'm getting impatient."


Pezock looks oddly at Urza. "Why?" he asks. "They are repulsive creatures. They don't even have any feathers! Now Captain Zoventai, there was a true beauty! Fiery red plumage she had." He sighs, then looks more closely at Urza. "Then again, you're not much to look at yourself, are you?" He nods knowingly. "I understand now. You cannot acquire a true beauty so you set your standards low. A wise plan!"


"The cannibals didn't eat me because I was too smart for them," Pezock says. "Whenever they came near me, I scared them away!"


Tar'kanas wrote:
Pezock aka Navior wrote:
"Well, I'm not patient," Pezock declares. "This land is too big. I could have crossed the Shiv back and forth a hundred times in the time it's taken us to get this far. I shall have my day, and it better be soon, not later!"
Tar'kanas stares at the bird man a moment, attempting to understand him. "You are full of fire, tengu. That will aid this group immeasurably." He pauses a moment as if processing something else within his mind before he continues. "But you are loud," he states plainly as he then returns to the task at hand.

Pezock looks as if he's about to argue the point, but then he pauses and tilts his head slightly. "Yes," he says. "Yes, that too."

17 Rova

Tar'kanas wrote:
As Mahjik warns the group about them being followed, Tar'kanas draws his bow. "Let us draw it out."

Pezock spins around at the mention of drawing it out. "With pleasure! Come out, you interloper! Fiend!" he yells.


"Well, I'm not patient," Pezock declares. "This land is too big. I could have crossed the Shiv back and forth a hundred times in the time it's taken us to get this far. I shall have my day, and it better be soon, not later!"


Makoa Wolf'sKin wrote:
Monkeys can be rather mean, Urza. If they are smart enough to worship a god, we may be in trouble if they decide they don't like us."

"We have nothing to fear from the monkeys!" Pezock declares. "We will kill this Monkey King god if he bothers us."

He turns to Mahjik. "You will be our expert on the Monkey King. You will point him out to us if you see him."


"Then why doesn't he say it? I want to hear it from him!" The feathers on Pezock's face twitch, but after a second, he does lower his sabre. He turns away grumbling, patting the flat of the blade lovingly.

"Let's get going," he says and starts walking north, parallel to the river. "But if I hear anything else about betrayals..." His voice trails off into more grumbles.


Pezock perks up as he hears Douena's suggestion. He turns to look at Mahjik, his eyes narrow and accusatory. "Shut up, wizard and painted elf," he says. "I want to hear the coward's response." He draws his sabre and points it towards Mahjik. "And it better be a good one."


Pezock notices Douena's glare. "I'm always nice!" he protests. He then marches up to the river's edge and pulls out his waterskin. He stares at the lizardfolk as he fills up his water.


Pezock stops and turns around slowly. "Hmmmmm..." He ponders for a moment. "Good point." He looks at Shokambe. "Lead the way, Guide!"


"Both!"


Pezock turns and stares Tar'kanas in the eye. "Who put you in charge?" he says, his own eyes narrowing. "We go when we decide to go."

He turns away from Tar'kanas and draws his sabre. Pointing it out in front of him, he proclaims, "Onwards to adventure!" He then takes up his standard marching pace.


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Douena Trestleben wrote:
Pezock aka Navior wrote:
"It's not even the same hair," Pezock continues. He peers closely into Jask's long, pointed ear. "Ugly ears. Like that one's." He points at Tar'kanas. He then shrugs and turns away from Jask. "Oh well, personally I'd ask to do it over, but if you like it..."
"We're not going to do it over," Douena glares at Pezock. "He's just fine the way he is..."

Pezock's feathers seem to sag a little at Douena's rebuke, almost as though he's embarrassed. He makes a soft grumbling in his throat but doesn't say anything. Instead, he looks away, taking care not to make eye contact with anyone.


Pezock goes up to and peers closely at the newly arrived version of Jask. "This is Jask?" he says. He grabs a handful of Jask's long, blonde hair. Jask looks about to protest, but instead sighs.

"It's not even the same hair," Pezock continues. He peers closely into Jask's long, pointed ear. "Ugly ears. Like that one's." He points at Tar'kanas. He then shrugs and turns away from Jask. "Oh well, personally I'd ask to do it over, but if you like it..."


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Douena Trestleben wrote:
Pezock aka Navior wrote:
"Bah!" Pezock responds. "I wouldn't want him as a tengu. Only the most deserving get to be a tengu!"
"Could I be a tengu, Pezock?" she asks hopefully. "You'd make a very good gnome."

Pezock's eyes narrow and he stares down at her. "Hmmmm... Maybe. Eligible candidates are few, but you're certainly closer than any other non-tengu I've ever met."


Douena Trestleben wrote:
"Ooh, two teeth," Douena croons with excitement. "I guess that means Jask is going to be something with teeth. Not a tengu; sorry, Pezock," she consoles him. She doesn't seem inclined to leave the Jask-assembly area; the chance to watch a new body construct itself is much too interesting to pass up.

Meant to do this post before the last one...

"Bah!" Pezock responds. "I wouldn't want him as a tengu. Only the most deserving get to be a tengu!"


Pezock draws his sabre and holds it up in a salute. "The honour shall be ours." He waits for Urza.


Douena Trestleben wrote:
Can we buy a flask of ordinary oil from the same woman for 1 sp? Or do we need to go to a more general-store-y kind of place?

She has some ordinary oil too that you can pick up easily.

Douena Trestleben wrote:
"Do you think we could make a little raft out of your branches, like we did for Aerys and the first mate? Then we could float it out on the lake and burn it there, and we'd know the fire wouldn't spread. Also, it would be fun to see the lake on fire, although it would be prettier at dusk."

Pezock considers for a moment an then says, "Easily done! This way!"

He leads you out of the village to an old tree stump where he's stashed away the small supply of wood. "We'll need twine or bits of vine or something similar," he says, and begin looking for those sorts of things. It takes a short while, but he soon manages to gather enough material to tie some of his wood together into a very crude raft.

Pezock stares at the finished raft for a moment and scowls. "Not very sea-worthy," he says, "but no matter. It doesn't need to float for long! Bring the rest of the wood!" Gleefully, he spins around and begins moving as quickly as he can through the mud down to the lake shore. Once there, he places it on the ground near the edge of the water. As the rest of you deliver the remaining wood (it's not a lot to carry), he begins piling it on top of the raft. Then he looks at Douena. "This was your idea. You may apply the oil and set the fire."


Makoa Wolf'sKin wrote:
"Just be careful what you burn doesn't belong to anyone and that the fire won't spread. We don't want to have a wildfire to deal with." Makoa tells Pezock. He doubted he could actually get them to not set fire to something, but he could at least make sure they were careful about it.

"Of course not!" Pezock retorts. "What do you take me for? I lived for years on the island and never burned the jungle down!" He wanders off grumbling. A short distance away, he suddenly blurts, apparently at his sword, "No! That incident doesn't count. It was only two trees."


Pezock's eyes light up and his beak parts in a near-gasp of delight. "Burn something?" he says. "You're right. That would be pretty interesting." He pats his sabre and mutters, "Yes, it has been awhile since we've burned something."


Pezock looks out at the crabs. "Hmmm..." he mumbles. "Crabs would be nice." He thinks for a moment, then nods. "Yes, we shall catch and eat crabs tonight! Come!" He begins trudging through the mud towards the lake shore, but only goes a short distance before stopping suddenly.

He spins around quickly. "Didn't we also get a treasure map for this place?" he says. "Crabs and treasure! Our journey will be worth something at last!" He resumes his trek to the lake shore, muttering happily about cooking crabs and finding useful treasure.


"Right, enough standing around," Pezock declares. "Let's get out of here." He begins marching down the stairs.


Pezock pokes his head in the room. "I'm in it for the excitement," he says. "I don't care where we go. I just want adventure." He looks over at Jask lying on the floor and seems to clue in to what's actually been happening in the room. "Oh." His voice actually sounds a little more subdued. "I see. I will kill the prisoner in retribution." He turns to head back out of the room, his hand going for his sabre.


Makoa Wolf'sKin wrote:
"Pezock, knowck him out. Don't kill him. The others will want to talk to him, and I just might rip his face off." Waiting for the man to be knocked unconscious before he leaves, Makoa heads for Douena and Urza.

Pezock's beak can sometimes make it difficult to tell his facial expressions, there's no doubting that he gives the beakish equivalent of a smile--a big smile. With the butt of his sabre, he whacks the man across the side of the skull and knocks him out. Pezock sighs with contentment.


Mahjik the Flink wrote:
"I believe the opportunity for fun was just then, back at the tavern," Mahjik tells Pezock. "Though I understand that you're not as excited about the featherless dancers. I mean non-Tengu dancers some of them definitely had feathers after all."

Pezock's eyes narrow as he peers closely at Mahjik. "As usual, I have no idea what you're talking about," he grumbles.


"Guide?" Pezock says. "Since when is he our guide?" he asks, indicating Cheiton. Then he points to Shokambe. "He's our guide. We don't need two guides. We probably don't even need one. We certainly don't need three!"


Pezock scowls slightly at the mention of the sailor woman in Eleder. "The woman is unimportant," he declares. "We told her no. She went away. End of story." He takes a deep breath and looks east in the direction you were headed. "Well, if we're going to this boring city to meet this boring dwarf, let's get going before I get bored."


"I've never been a fan of bird," Pezock says in the middle of eating his share. "Fish is better! Or antelope. But it'll do." Despite his words, he finishes off every last bit of his share very quickly.


Pezock stares after the retreating vulture for a moment. "We should have killed it," he mutters. Then, he's distracted by Mahjik and Douena's conversation.

"Why would we ever attack and kill ourselves?" he says. "That makes no sense. I might attack you, or you might attack me, but I can't attack myself! Well, not if I have any sense I wouldn't." Shaking his head, he turns and starts out across the plain again.


Pezock wipes the blade of his sabre. "Perhaps we should wait for the scavengers to come," he responds to Urza. "Then we can fight them too! More adventure!"

Despite his suggestion, he's one of the first to begin walking again, waving his sabre out in front of him and declaring, "Onwards to glory!"


"I'm not afraid of some unstable ground or giant insects!" Pezock declares. He points forward with his sword. "I say we go on! If we fall into an underground cave, it might just be more interesting than this boring grass."


Pezock does not seem to hear Lorenz's remark. He's too busy talking quietly to his sword about the glory they will soon attain. "Provided, of course, this blasted walking ever ends," he can be heard to say at one point.


"Dragon blood, hmmm?" Pezock says, eyeing Urza warily. He accepts his dagger back from Douena, but doesn't take his eyes off Urza for several more seconds. Then he helps boost Douena onto the roof of the hut.


Douena Trestleben wrote:
"Sir Ralph likes it up here," Douena remarks quietly to Pezock. "There's lots of moths for him to catch. I've never asked, Pezock: Can you see in the dark? Owls can, I think."

"I'm not an owl," Pezock grumbles. "I can see better than humans, but not in pitch blackness."


"Rats?" Pezock says, his eyes narrowing. "Rats should be easy to find. We'll look as we move. Onwards! If we move quickly, we can reach our destination today!" He points to the east with his sword and begins marching.

Shokambe looks about to say something in response to Pezock's wildly inaccurate estimate of travel time, but stops when Pezock holds up his hand. "Quiet, Guideman! I'll lead today. You look for rats." With that, Pezock begins trekking across the plain.


"Meh, we would have had to travel there, too," Pezock grumbles. "We should have gone to another one of those mines and cleared out more walking dead!" The thought seems to cheer him up a little and he goes about camp set-up chatting with his sword about the glories of cut down swaths of undead.


Pezock leans over and peers at the items in the pouch. Then he shakes his head. "Bah. Useless!"


"Smash it to pieces!" Pezock declares in a surprisingly quiet voice.


Douena Trestleben wrote:
Douena takes the opportunity of taking her starknife from Pezock to take a better look at the place where he lost feathers from the wight's attack. "How are you feeling, Pezock?" she asks anxiously. "Drink some water; I'll fill your waterskin back up when you're done."

"I'll be fine," Pezock says, but he does drink some water from his flask.


Douena Trestleben wrote:
"Pezock!" she squeals excitedly as the tengu is revealed by the toppling salt wight. "Did you see that!? I slayed it! Ow," she moans, as her smile pulls at her dry skin, "my face hurts."

"Excllent!" Pezock responds. "Now let's kill this other one!"


The tengu remains stiff and unmoving for another half-minute or so. Occasionally during that time, a slight gurgling noise comes from his throat as if he's trying to speak. Suddenly, a loud yell erupts from his mouth as he stumbles forward, nearly falling in the water, the paralysis having finally worn off. "AAAAAAAAARH!" he yells.

He regains his footing and sheathes his sabre with an angry grumble.


"That settles it!" Pezock declares. "We go in!"


Douena Trestleben wrote:
Obviously looking for something more interesting than more days of walking with nothing happening, she turns to Pezock. "You'd like to fight some undead, wouldn't you, Pezock? Jask, ask her if she'd mind if we went into the underworld and tried to make it a safer place."

Pezock's eyes open wide and almost seem to sparkle in the hot light. "At last! Something to do!"

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