Ulfr's eyes cross. This is the limit of my knowledge. This language just doesn't confirm to the languages I know.
Its okay my large friend, With just a bit more time i'm sure I can figure this out.
He offered scowling at the item again and trying to focus.
Why dont you tell me about yourselves?"
He added his fingers tapping the air as if he were doing the next step in the air before he tried it on the cube.
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With something to occupy her attentions Sarinah went to peruse the shelves for the needed books. Being the woman that she was she had no idea what "Ancient Thisstletonian" looked like and didn't think to ask. She simply began to peruse the books for anything she couldn't read which, sadly, was anything not in common. She didn't take long to find books in elven, draconic, and dwarven that she didn't recognize so she brought those over and said, "Will one of these work?"
He glanced at them and offered her his best smile, A quick glance through them told him they wouldnt be much help, but she tried at least. He left a few open on pages and pretended to go over them and the box again before he just cleared his mind a bit.
"Thank you beautiful, since no one else feels particularly inclined to speak of themselves I suppose I could start. Trendon Razner, Noble layabout and new Pathfinder, formerly Trendon Derexhi until my father and I reached an impasse of words. I dabble my hands in a lot of things, but I am hoping perhaps the Society can lead me unto wonderful future glory.
With his little introduction done he focused purely on the box.
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Trendon's compliment worked wonders on the lovely blonde as she smiled brightly and, once his introduction was through, grabbed the lapels of his clothing, and pulled him close for a strong kiss. She let him go and said, "You'll definitely get thanked better for that later." She stepped back and pulled Marinah close with a hand on one of her sister's hips and said, "I'm Sarinah, a servant of Calistria." She trailed a hand up her sister's chin and said, "and this..."
Its okay my large friend, With just a bit more time i'm sure I can figure this out.
He offered scowling at the item again and trying to focus.
Why dont you tell me about yourselves?"
He added his fingers tapping the air as if he were doing the next step in the air before he tried it on the cube.
[dice=linguistics] 1d20+6
On the hour after being assigned this task by the Venture Captain, Trendon with the help of the others manages to switch five specific symbols into a rather coherent looking string.
As the bard's mouth is ravaged by the Calistrian a perfect seam spreads silently along the surface near the top of the stubborn stone box behind them.
Ulfr clears his throat at them and gestures at the box.
"Marinah. A servant of Callistra." the dark-haired twin ads before turning her face and pressing it against her sister's neck.
"I think the blue faced one wants our attention."
Ryn's face flushes as she watches the interplay between the sisters, noting the assured confidence in Sarinah's every action, her eyes glued to Marinah's yielding response. This promised to be a very interesting mission.
Sarinah stroked her sister's hair and said, "I think you're right sister. Maybe we should go give it to him." Taking her sister's hand she walked over to the blue faced one and asked, "What would you like of us Blue One?"
Ulfr crosses his arms. To pay attention. He looks over to the now-open box.
Butter spread too thin losses all flavor. The adage runs through his mind unbidden, but he can't argue with is applicability.
Well then you are correct my friend. It is time to answer the age old question and see whats in the box.
He reached for the boxes seam and attempted to open it.
As Trendon opens the box a soft glow spills out from it, followed a cacophony of high-pitched mischievous cackling as three tiny creatures wrapped in rags and wearing the faces of dogs spring the box that somehow contained.
Quickly taking in their surroundings they set out to cause havoc! One scoops some of the scattered notes and begins tearing the to shreds. Another pulls out an equally tiny dagger and begins to carve something into the table. The last one attempts, and heavy emphasis on attempts, to push the larger than it stone box that previously contained it off the table.
Pugwampis! Dirty little fey spirits known for causing bad luck and they like to pull tricks! Stop them from destroying the place.
He called moving to stop the one from throwing the chest off the side and clearing his throat to start to sing.
"Tried to save a place from the cuts and scratches
Tried to overcome my complications and my catches
Nothin' ever gorws and the sun doesnt shine all day
Tried to save them myself but myself keeps slipping away"
As Trendon begins the singing the Pugwampis momentarily stop their chaos to shield their ears and begin howling as in pain. They're just as soon shrugging and back to their attempts to wreck the once pleasant library though.
Ulfr roars, something much more akin to to his orc side than human, and charges the little creeps. A huge club appears in his hands from its place behind his left shoulder as he moves.
The noble's tune is strangely inspiring and he swings with abandon in time to the music.
The Bloodrager, powering through fate being barred to him, promptly splatters the Pugwampi tearing up the notes.
The other two stop and stare in horror... before promptly laughing their heads off and pointing mocking fingers at the smear their breathern once was as they resume their petty destruction.
Ryn charges at the other two vile little monsters feeling the surge of adrenaline. In contrast to Ulfr, she moves in focused silence racing across the distance with her shield ahead of her. Halfway across the room she feels the bizarre effect of the creatures' laughter.
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Hah! Look what happened to him! That's hilarious!
Now how do you spell, "Pusillanimous?"
The pugwampi goes back to carving vile—yet literate—insults into the table.
Ryn just barely manages to clip the Wampi who was pushing the box, jarring it.
Even through the power she put into her swing the little fey's body proves to be much sturdier than something that small would suggest as it hisses back at the Amazon.
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The carving pugwampi looks at Ryn coldly.
Watch yourself! Hunt 'ain't been right' lately!
Sarinah was startled by the sudden appearance of the pugwahmpis and tugged Marinah's hand towards quickly the exit.
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Marinah pouts as she's dragged along.
"But there's monsters... and blood... you know how much I love blood..."
Sarinah sighed and said, "Alright then sis, let's get you some blood." With that the lovely Sarinah pulled her weapon and moved just out pf range of the nearest pugwhampi yelling "Come and bet me you little s&+!!"
Andrezi moves to cover the Twins as they retreat, keeping an eye between them and the Pugwampis and wondering which could cause more chaos as he followed behind them.
The troublemaker Ryn is engaged with pulls a dagger out and promptly jumps on her shield and begins madly stabbing it, apparently more angry at it than its wielder.
The rather astute looking one of the trio stays focused on the poem he is currently carving into the table, seemingly ignoring all the chaos going on right now. Though he does wave a hand dismissively towards the Calistrian's taunt.
Focusing to compensate for the bizarre effect the little monster was generating, Ryn shifts her grip, flicking her shield up with a sudden motion to pop the pugwampi up in the air for a second before bringing her shield across in a powerful backhand.
The Pugwampi is airborne just long enough to realize what's going on before its's lifeless body is knocked across the room, the pitiful form bouncing and landing in a heap over in a corner.
Ulfr steps around and splatters the concentrating Pugwampi so hard it's teeth get embeded straight into the grain of the wood.
Content with his masterpiece the last Pugwampi finishes carving with a flourish of the knife he is using before he (and the table he and the box are on) is promptly smashed flat.
With the sound of chaos gone footsteps can be heard rushing toward the library and not even half a minute later Koriah, aklys and sword drawn giving off a faint film of frost, and Sheila, hands empty but seemingly poised and carried at ten ready, burst into the room.
"What is going on in here?!" the Venture-Captain demands. No sooner had the words left her mouth than the bodies of the three gremlin begin to discorporate into acrid smoke before fading completely, leaving only the ruins of the room behind.
"Apparently we passed your test." Ryn says with a glare.
"I wanted you to open the box, not destroy my library. What was in it?" she responds, her voice calming as she looks about the room and notices no current threats.
Koriah simply arches an impressed brow at the shied warrior's panache.
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Marinah claps her hands together in glee as her sister rushes to the fight. Of course, she stays back and watches with bated breath.
When the battle ends she rushes around to kiss everyone on the cheek, including Koriah and the Venture-Captain.
"Huzzah the conquering warriors!"
As Marinah visits rewards upon those present Sheila just gives her a blank look whereas the half-elf jumps a few feet back in shock.
The box was as much a test as a trap it would seem. The moment we managed to open it those blasted fey creatures scampered out. They are called Pugwampi.
He sighed looking at the damage caused, both by the Pugwampi and well, the mess caused by the large warrior's club.
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Marinah's gleeful celebration manages to distract Ryn from her anger at possibly being tricked into a fight, the warrior taking the opportunity to give the dark little treasure's rear a firm squeeze.
"Pugwampis? Are you all all right?" Sheila asks, her voice switching from sternness to one of worry. Turning to Koriah she immediately asks "Why didn't you check it for traps?"
The half-elf immediately reels. "Why didn't I? I'd only been looking at the damned thing for half an hour before you pulled me into the meeting for a progress report." Turning to the others she continues. "Why didn't any of you check for traps? Do you just blunder around aimlessly thinking they don't exist? I thought you all were Pathfinders!"
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Marinah offers her Champion a sly smile and then trots back over to her sister's side.
He waved his hands into the air as if it were no matter. He held back a smirk at the half-elf sadly placing her on the probably not going to be interested in him no matter how he tried list. It was small matter really, there was business at hand.
I would assume it was a trap of a magical nature, it wasnt her fault really, I may have been overeager to prove my worth. Was there more that you brought us here for than opening an ancient, albeit interesting puzzle box? My large blue painted friend and our lovely shielded champion were hardly brought here for a box.
He added picking up the seat he had been sitting at and sliding into it once again, reaching up and removing his stylish top hat he smiled and looked up to their patron.
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Sarinah smiled at the comments Koriah made and knew the main reason behind them all too well. She put and arm around Marinah's waist and whispered to her,