"I am Logan Freel Silivstre, a huntsman of this region, if there is nothing else, I will be on my way." He seems to care that his name is heard, though he seems to be eager to be off.
"I is the Sly, me has been here before, I get to make more biggies as friends!" He is a small little lizard, very close to a shocker lizard but a bit more sleek.
Logan! Good name! Good man. Here a gift for your travels.
He whips out a small piece of cake and hands it to him. Remember the Fizz. Remember the Fizz. He says quizzically
"I am Krazok Vell Firesource, the leader of my hunting pack, guide to the chosen named Viklop, sunderer of the Grengorian Cyricnal, and third in line of the mantle of Thornbearer. This is my hunting pack, Verick my apprentice, Zezrika our priest, Dexrian the Swift our guide, and our shaman of explosions Fellizza." Krazok is very proud of his pack, each of them take a step forward once announced.
"Hey wheres my cake? We've talked of citrus pie and you're hiding cake.. I'll never figure out you gnomes i suppose" Torq is staring at the cake the whole time hes talking.. It appears he might have a problem with sweets..
Logan thanks Fizz for the gift. He tentatively takes a bite out of it, looking at others to see if they warn him to not eat it. Logan breaks his gift in two and offers half of it to Torq, unless Fizzy gets the half-orc a slice of his own quickly.
Good man Logan needs Strength for his trip. If you wish to be the Fizztooth, then you must pe patient. Mysterious are the ways of the Fizz...the Fizz...the Fizz His voice trails off as if it is an echo
Torq takes the cake with the quickness and eats it in one bit.. "Thank you sir, thats very kind to share your cake.. Be safe on your journeys." Licking his fingers he looks at Fizzy..
"Is good cake"
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I am going to assume that the group moves to the forest line to where the tents are setup, also where Alex, the twins, captain stonefire, and a lithe elf is sitting around a small fire. The female elf is in simple peasants garb that looks to fit one of the twins.
The bald dwarf, introduces them all, "I am Captain Stonefire, these are the twins, Alexandra our matron is still sleeping, and this dainty little thing is Selena. But don't let that fool you she is full of surprises." He winks at her and she winks back.
He pulls a fill and proceeds to sharpen his canines that protrude from his mouth..
"I think I will rest my horse and rest myself with you, to get to know my new neighbors and perhaps talk about some aspects of my future flying house." Logan breaks into a massive smile and laughs."Nice Torq, nice, good and menacing!" Logan breaks into another fit of laughter which brings him to his knees.
clap clap clap
Well done Mr. Tooth. You have passed the first test. Well done indeed.
With that Fizzy walks off.
Ah Fuzzwiddle, you are awake. How do you feel. Shall we be friends now? Tell me about yourself
Xan did recall hearing of a Kolavar school of Aldori swordsmanship, and Vik's name did ring a bell, but that was about it. Though some of that could simply be influence from Master Larek's disdain of the more organised and formal schools, preferring a one-on-one tutelage as a way to ensure the apprentice fully-learnt the Aldori style (and also because his hellish training measures probably wouldn't fly in a larger school).
She let the others introduce themselves, though took care to note everyone's name. She was a little curious about the dragonkin shaman's title, though, and made a mental note to keep back from any large clusters of hostiles.
"Cant be getting cavity's in mah biters.. Besides i want em nice and pointy for the marrow.. he walks over to Lelouch..
"Interesting bunch eh? The wild haired one has cake too, if you can get it out of him.. Good stuff.. He seems to have moment pondering the cake and snaps out of it..
Looking around.. Should be more than enough to clear this land of the bandidos don't you think?" He pulls the flask from his pocket and offers Lelouch before taking a pull..
"Greetings, Fizz... is it? I am doing well, I am still famished, and these dolls have provided me with many of their rations already. We can be friends, always better than enemies. You tell me about yourself first." She says slyly.
"Do you bite your enemies Torq?!" Logan exclaims.
Great! I am Fizzwiddle Glockenfleffor XXII. The Master of the Fizz. I hail from Westcrown but have traveled the world in search of friends fun and pie. So here I am. You and I have beenthrust together but I don't want to boss you around. If we are friends I won't have too. But Fizzmetal tells me I have to be the bss. Your turn!
diplo
"This is Rekka, the quiet rat-a-tat and her furry friend, Hi Hi." Sly stands next to and points at Rekka with both arms/claws, he then looks up into the hood to wave at the furry friend hiding within.
"Well isn't that a mouth full! True, until you don't like what I am doing. The bss? Well my name is Selena and you should know that I am your friend as long as you hold a certain thing. Many have called me a temptress in my time, though most don't complain. I can cast a few spells, am good in a scrap, and even better in bed, though I don't date shorter men, no way no how." She says in a sultry and sensual voice attempting to ply her trade on Fizzy, who is immune to the spells.
Date? Dates are good in pie. Why are you a fizzprisner?
Fizz seems not to notice the seduction in fact he prob didnt
Vik approaches the man holding out his hand and takes it firmly.
"Viklop Kolavar. A pleasure to meet you. How has your trip been so far?"
"If I get your drift, that is a conversation for your ears only, unless you force me to say it now in front of all your friends." She seems rather disturbed that her spells did not work, also perturbed that she is not getting her way.
Torq looks up.. "I do indeed bite my enemies.. A family trait passed down thru the ages, hence the last name..
Indignation nearly sparks an unkind word when the lizard offers to heal Klaus. Not by virtue of it being a lizard, but by suggesting he would be so needy as to beg for the healing.
Then it occurs to him he never even asked for it, and it is simply being offered. So he sniffs and nods. "Thank you...Zezrika," he assumes after their introduction by Krazok. Unlike most humans he doesn't butcher the creature's name, having some academic familiarity with the origins of the language it was derived from.
Even if his wounds are healed, his face remains stained with blood. Unless there are objections he does not seem to notice and is just an absolute hot mess.
"Klaus," he introduces himself again to Fionn, and to the others gathered. This time not shouted warlike from horseback. "No particular title. At least not any that matters in this great green outback."
He shakes no other hands but Fionn's, who received not merely a handshake but something far more familiar than that. Those who are perceptive might notice a kind of familiarity between the two of them, one that it appears neither openly acknowledges. Nonetheless, he does give a stoic greeting to all...though he gives Fizzwiddle a slightly wider berth to avoid his particular brand of obvious lunacy.
To prompt them in the direction of the camp they eventually move to, Klaus directs a knobbed finger at it. "Who amongst you comprises the war party? I would wish to have at least myself, Viklop, Lelouch, Xantria, and Krazok in attendance so that we may be briefed on what information you have gathered from your time in the field and develop a short-term plan to fulfill the terms of our collective charter. The rest of you may take respite, eat, drink, rest, or if you so desire join the war party to have some input or stake your claim."
Narrowing his eyes, he points to the largest and most obvious tent, which may also be the tent this supposed Alexandra is sleeping in. If it is the same and anyone objects, he snorts. "So roll her out of bed and give her a fresh slap on the thigh to wake her. There's work to do."
"Greetings Lelouch, what is your titles or specialties?" He asks in all seriousness.
To Torq, "Don't they normally taste bad? I don't think most of the bandits or monsters that I have fought I would want to bite or taste for that matter." He visibly shudders.
then we would not be friends. Tell me tonight. Want a piece of cake? I have two left.
he offers her one.
Fizzy goes to Baern and begs for batter.
Mr tooth we must find thay citrus!
Fizz starts to bake.
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She takes a moment to assess the damage, "This might hurt some", she says. She casts a cure light wounds , but also puts the nose in the correct location. Snap/Pop. She speaks some more in Draconic. She will take one of her clean rags to clean up your face.
She accepts the piece of cake and delicately eats it, if any male is watching her eat it... Will Save DC 18.
Baern gives Fizzy the batter and helps him bake. +2 to assist.
Sly comes over to Klaus and tugs on your pants a little to get your attention. "Warparty? Oh, you mean that. Well wouldn't that be everyone?"
I trust the captain but I will be along when I can. Sly there will be new cake soon! Fuzzhealer perhaps you would like to lend a paw?
to rekkla be sure to prepare to figure out what our shiny does.
also dm fizzy has held onto the bag but all the potions and wands and such he left w rekkla. Not sure if that was clear. Not sure who has what now
Unfortunately his sweet tooth had him watching the pretty lady eat the cake..
Torq looks at the strikingly beautiful woman and instantly falls in love with her.. Something about her smile is just.. Mmmhmmm.. With a raging boner Torq gets up a walks over to the lady.. "Hello Miss? My names Torq, is there anything i can get for you? Some more cake? Fizzy Give her some more cake!.. You need a shoulder rub? You look cold.." he starts to unclasp his cloak, obviously about to wrap the love of his life up in..
Xan looks over the rest of the group, though her eyes end up drifting to the elven girl that Fizz is talking to.
As Lelouch shakes hands with Vik, he responds with a smile politely.
Pleasant and interesting actually. Svetlana is a really sweet woman, and it's good to have finally caught up with you. Regardless, it appears you no longer need our help, as we now make for a small Army!
Lelouch laughs as he turns towards Torq who suddenly appeared by his side.
Answering the man in a serious tone, the boy speaks to the big friendly green guy. Hello Torq. Cake you say? At the mention of Cake, Lelouch's eyes light up.
I'll see what I can do about that mans selfish cake desires, as I am pretty hungry!
Lelouch smiles as he replies to Torq once more, laughing at his last comment. Well, I came out here looking to build my own Kingdom with the help from a few people sent to aid in the purging of Bandits, and here we are with an army.
Lelouch sniggers briefly as he continues. This isn't quite what I expected, but it's most certainly an improvement.
Nodding at Vik before walking towards the scatty one, Lelouch approaches the walking bottle of Lemonade and introduces himself.
Hello! I'm Lelouch and it's a pleasure to meet you. Having just spoken to the scary green guy over there, a moment ago, I hear you have cake but are unwilling to part with it. Regardless, may I please have a slice? I am rather hungry.
As the boy says this, he turns to Klaus and seeing the messy state the man is in, he grins and subtly outstretches his arm while the Wizard's back is turned.
Immediately afterwards, 4 gallons of water drops on Klaus' head, at which point the boy quickly turns back to Fizz, awaiting the small man's response.
who is unwilling? Where? Is someone hoarding cake? If they are then they cannot be a member of the Fizz.
fizzy seems very concerned
to Torq. Mr. Tooth! Careful around Fuzzwiddle. She has claws...and wants to do something with dates! Fuzzwiddle NO DATES until we are friends!
Smiling, Lelouch responds with a playful bribe.
You my little friend! You have cake apparently, though I'll keep it quiet if you offer me a taste!
If I come across anything that could be used as an ingredient, I'll be sure to send it your way.
The boy seems happy to be able to talk so freely.
Torq looks shocked.. "Claws you say? Hmm well that's not very sexy.. Miss do you have claws? Regardless i shall perform a back-rub if you permit me.." Fumbling about he is unable to open the clasp on his cloak.. Its being unresponsive for some reason.. "Man i sure am tired, Miss would you permit me to sleep next to you, so i can protect you from night critters?" He eyes her with the eagerness of a 12 year old starring at a candy shop..
"Torq, give her a little space - no girl likes to be smothered." Xan said, walking over to the half-orc.
Who said Fizzwiddle does not share cake?
Fiizy brandishes his sppon like a sword looking about woldly. Seeing no foe he continues.
You can have a piece when the new batch is done. But members of the Fizz get the first pieces u , of course understand, though if you bring a new ingredient you get one of the first pieces... Fizzy then goes on at length about the benefits of different types of fruit and herbs.
That sounds like a fair trade to me!
save was for boys onlyi think
Rekka has come back to camp and eyes the cat-woman disapprovingly. She's tired though, so the small rat-girl finds her little nest of a bed and curls up, muttering sleepily to her ferret the whole way.
Fizzy dances over to Rekkla and quietly sings a fey lullabye to her and covers her with his cloak.