Posh smiles to himself for a moment as he looks at the two when listening to the commend.
"Anyway...yes I believe you ladies should have a room to yourself. Us rugged men can share our sweat and smells."
Scarlet burps as Posh mentions two women. It's not clear if she did that to get his attention, or if she was really enjoying the food.
"Posh, I think we were all going to share the common room together, if we 'ladies' separate and take a room by ourselves, you won't have enough to sit all watches tonight... we'll be fine in here with you boys... we have Luna to chaperone us." she says, winking to Scarlet and Alia.
Alia glances at Celyne:"I'm fine with one big tub if you don't mind. Makes it easier to share the wine, too! What about you, Scarlet?"
When Zokon tries to speak up against the wine, Alia almost wants to say something, then realizes he probably talked about their prisoners, shrugs, and awaits her meal.
When Celyne tells Posh about staying in the common room:"Sure, but he's right with the sweat and smell. Could we add a few buckets of cold water and some soap for the gentleman to our order?" For a few moments, Alia manages to keep a straight face, but it's obvious she's not serious...
Alia glances at Celyne:"I'm fine with one big tub if you don't mind. Makes it easier to share the wine, too! What about you, Scarlet?"
"I'll have the stable boy get it ready."
"Sharing a bottle of wine sounds wonderful, especially if we can do so in the baths." She chuckles, and flashes Alia a smile... hoping they do have at least two tubs... "I haven't really had any truly good wine since I left home."
Posh smiles to himself for a moment as he looks at the two when listening to the commend.
"Anyway...yes I believe you ladies should have a room to yourself. Us rugged men can share our sweat and smells." Posh laughs at the insults to all men including himself. "So, my dear. May I ask what's your story?" Posh smiles up to Akate.
"Story? What story?" She asks nervously.
Alia glances at Celyne:"I'm fine with one big tub if you don't mind. Makes it easier to share the wine, too! What about you, Scarlet?"
"Tub, yes. Wine? I'll pass. Dulls my senses. The last time I drank too much, I almost- er, made a mess." She seems to blush.
"Story? What story?" She asks nervously."Sharing a bottle of wine sounds wonderful, especially if we can do so in the baths." She chuckles, and flashes Alia a smile... hoping they do have at least two tubs... "I haven't really had any truly good wine since I left home."
Posh smiles to himself for a moment as he looks at the two when listening to the commend.
"Anyway...yes I believe you ladies should have a room to yourself. Us rugged men can share our sweat and smells." Posh laughs at the insults to all men including himself. "So, my dear. May I ask what's your story?" Posh smiles up to Akate.
Posh pauses for a second and just smiles
"Sorry I didn't mean it to sound inappropriate." he states this "I just wanted to invite you for a drink."
"Oh. Uh, well maybe, once everything is settled." She looks nervously straight ahead at nothing in particular as if going through some mental calculations.
Zokon will gladly share his geographical knowledge with Scarlet.. maybe if she's a good student he'll reward her with a regaling about the fascinating parts of kobold society.
"Oh. Uh, well maybe, once everything is settled." She looks nervously straight ahead at nothing in particular as if going through some mental calculations.
"Of course. I'll let my fine compatriots here set up everything." he smiles and looks towards the group and the prisoners they had "Are you alright?"
"I meant when I'm done tending to everyone. I have a job you know." She says a bit irritably. "And why wouldn't I be alright?"
Scarlet has fun discussing the finer points of rocks, gas and volcanoes with Zokon. Well, what little she knows, about it anyway.
It's good to be able to relax for once- the last few days had been taxing for everyone.
Taking a look around, Scarlet sees the party has mostly calmed down. Heck, even Faeria seems to be mumbling less.
Zokon is enjoying using his intellect rather than his physicality for once although he knows only a little of rocky areas.
Noticing the staring fellow he leans over to Scarlet to talk up close
"It seems we have a fellow staring at us, you seem quite good at the scary stuff, do you want to get info out of him or a lighter touch maybe?"
"I meant when I'm done tending to everyone. I have a job you know." She says a bit irritably. "And why wouldn't I be alright?"
"You just seem a little distracted, that's all. I'll order a drink for you. Wine or mead?" he gives a smile and once he gets his answer will walk over to Argentov.
"Hello there sir. Did you want something from me or my group? I only ask because you've been leering at us like a lovesick half-elf maiden." he cocks his head to the side with a smile "Shall I get a drink to talk over?"
As for eating: Since I expect they will need to heat the water, and bread+cheese should be a matter of minutes, I would expect I had time to eat my meal before the bath.
Also, us ladies enjoy hot water, soap, and a bottle of the fine wine ;)
Scarlet is chatting with Professor Santyev during dinner. She'll bathe with the ladies afterwards.
Zokon whispers in her ear. "I'll try to be nice, for once. Brother would kill me otherwise." She stands up and walks over to the man staring at her.
"Something I can help you with?"
Scarlet manages to be nice.
"I meant when I'm done tending to everyone. I have a job you know." She says a bit irritably. "And why wouldn't I be alright?""You just seem a little distracted, that's all. I'll order a drink for you. Wine or mead?" he gives a smile and once he gets his answer will walk over to Argentov.
"I said I can't. Not while I'm-" She stops and looks up. An older human man with fringe of white hair is staring through spectacles at here from the doorway to the pantry. He clears his throat.
"Mr. Soyev." She says with a nervous laugh. Then she turns back to Posh. "I have to see to your room."
"Hello there sir. Did you want something from me or my group? I only ask because you've been leering at us like a lovesick half-elf maiden." he cocks his head to the side with a smile "Shall I get a drink to talk over?"
He looks you up and down as if he'd never seen a good-looking gnome before smiling at the latter suggestion, after laughing heartily at the first. "You're funny, sir."
"I'm Argentov Lind." He says with a smile.
"I'll try to be nice, for once. Brother would kill me otherwise." She stands up and walks over to the man staring at her.
"Something I can help you with?" Scarlet manages to be nice.
"My lady." He stands and you both realize he is tall and quite fit. He gives Scarlet a formal bow. "I am Argentov Lind, and as to how you can help, well, I'm not really sure. It is just I have never seen people quite like you. Would you care to have a seat?"
"I'll try to be nice, for once. Brother would kill me otherwise." She stands up and walks over to the man staring at her.
"Something I can help you with?" Scarlet manages to be nice.
"My lady." He stands and you both realize he is tall and quite fit. He gives Scarlet a formal bow. "I am Argentov Lind, and as to how you can help, well, I'm not really sure. It is just I have never seen people quite like you. Would you care to have a seat?"
Scarlet plunks herself right down. "Normally when people say that I'm in big trouble. What can I help you with? Are you just passing through town, or do you live here?"
Scarlet plunks herself right down. "Normally when people say that I'm in big trouble. What can I help you with? Are you just passing through town, or do you live here?"
"I don't live here, but I'm still deciding whether I am 'passing through' as you say. No it is just I have never met anyone quite like you." He leans forward and looks Scarlet square eyes with his big blue-grey ones and says: "Tell me about yourself."
Too curious to stay away Zokon gets up and walks over standing behind Scarlet.
"I'm thinking you need to tell us about yourself first good ser, seeing as we were the ones to enquire about your seemingly hostile staring I think you owe us an explanation."
Alright, keep it cool. No idea where he's going with this.
Gods, this man is a big ball of mystery.
Scarlet has no problems with confrontation, but raw curiosity? "Some wizard told me that one of my parents was a djinn- you know, one of the fiery types. Not sure about the details. Most people think I'm a dwarf."
Scarlet's hair seems to emit smoke - or maybe dust. Scarlet chooses her next words very carefully, especially when Zokon comes to back her up.
"My ally here has a point. I'd love to hear more about you before I continue."
"Hello there sir. Did you want something from me or my group? I only ask because you've been leering at us like a lovesick half-elf maiden." he cocks his head to the side with a smile "Shall I get a drink to talk over?"He looks you up and down as if he'd never seen a good-looking gnome before smiling at the latter suggestion, after laughing heartily at the first. "You're funny, sir."
"I'm Argentov Lind." He says with a smile.
"Nice to meet you Argentov or would you prefer Mr Lind?" he asks with a low bow. "I apologise for some of my companions. They have spent quite some time in the wilds and fear strangers."
Posh explains at Zokon's words.
"Reciprocation? Of course. That makes sense. It is simple curiosity that drives me. I have up until now lived a very sheltered life. I'm from a small community from up in the mountains so far from civilization, it felt like the stars were closer. This is my first real trek away from home. And well, I'm sorry if my stare was worrisome. I did not mean to be-- what-- rude. I did not mean to be rude. And Argentov is fine. And you are?"
Scarlet has no problems with confrontation, but raw curiosity? "Some wizard told me that one of my parents was a djinn- you know, one of the fiery types. Not sure about the details. Most people think I'm a dwarf."
"I would not have known to make the comparison. By your tone I would guess you find it unflattering."
"Hope you don't mind me asking, but which community are you from up there?" Scarlet relaxes considerably. "Sometimes I had to go up there just to get some piece and quiet. Town life is busy, you know?"
"I would not have known to make the comparison. By your tone I would guess you find it unflattering."
"Me? Haha! Call me a djinn, a dwarf, or a beetle- makes no difference to me as long as we get along." Scarlet laughs. "And I think we're going to get along just fine. We're about to have dinner- bread and cheese, nothin' too fancy. You're welcome to join us."
"It really doesn't have a proper name--just 'home.' It lies in up in the middle of the Icerime Peaks in the Land of Snow and Bones. As for dinner I would love to join you."
At this point Akate nervously approaches the table with the rest of your food and drink.
"There used to be a ferry near the Shrike's switchback that people could use to get to Mivon, but there haven't been any travelers from that way in months. Though I suppose those in Restov could use the river to flush all the garbage I here is stacking up in the streets. Uh, but you probably don't want to here about that while you're eating." She says before returning to the bar not even asking if that is all you need.
Argentov seems not to mind though and he eats cheese and crackers and drinks some wine. His cup however seems to not be all that well made as wine seeps through the bottom along the seems. Likewise the other cups are either similarly leaky or dinged or their handles broken to the point they are barely usable. The blade of the cheese knife is unaccountably dull as well.
Celyne gets up and walks over to the bar, ignoring dinner for now... she walks over to Akate and sits down at the bar (if there are seats, otherwise stands at the bar)... She speaks quietly, her voice just loud enough for Akate to hear, but no others... "Is everything alright? You seem a bit distressed. IF something's wrong, I'd like to help if I can."
Looking around first to make sure the coast is clear. "It's just tough keeping a job when you- well, when you don't look like you for starters. And then I have other- well- issues."
"You are quite beautiful in an exotic way, miss... don't disparage yourself because you're different. I was something of an outcast growing up myself, so I know how you feel, but different is not bad, as I've had to learn myself. Is there something though that I might help you with? Perhaps these other 'issues' are ones that can be alleviated?" She still speaks low so as not to be overheard.
Alas, I think they killed your link, but I am, ahem, familiar with the episode.
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Numalar returns (from wherever is convenient for the story - our rooms if they have been assigned already. I am assuming Cyrielle is watching the prisoners ATM.), having changed clothes and tidied himself up.
"I apologize for my absence, friends, but that ride has worn me out. I am sore all over. I needed to lie down a moment."
He smiles and nods at Akate, seemingly not noticing or caring that she is a tiefling. "Ma'am," he says as he tips his hat to her as she serves the group.
He comes up to the table where the rest of the group is conversing with Mister Lind. "Pardon me, mind if I join you?" he says to Argentov. "I am Numalar Auritonius, of Valdralee. I see you have met my companions."
"I apologise for some of my companions. They have spent quite some time in the wilds and fear strangers."
"Indeed, Poshment here is right. We have encountered many disreputable folk lately, so we are unusually suspicious. We mean no offence."
"Hope you don't mind me asking, but which community are you from up there?" Scarlet relaxes considerably. "Sometimes I had to go up there just to get some piece and quiet. Town life is busy, you know?"
"It really doesn't have a proper name--just 'home.' It lies in up in the middle of the Icerime Peaks in the Land of Snow and Bones...."
"You are both from the Icerime Peaks? I can't say I ever met anyone from there, and now here are two of you. What is it like up there? Two steps and you would be in Iobaria... or did you come from the Iobarian side?"
"Me? Haha! Call me a djinn, a dwarf, or a beetle- makes no difference to me as long as we get along." Scarlet laughs.
"Yes, the beetle here has proved to be an agreeable sort," Numalar says, winking at Scarlet.
Argentov seems not to mind though and he eats cheese and crackers and drinks some wine. His cup however seems to not be all that well made as wine seeps through the bottom along the seems. Likewise the other cups are either similarly leaky or dinged or their handles broken to the point they are barely usable. The blade of the cheese knife is unaccountably dull as well.
Numalar examines the tableware with mild disdain. However, the drips and rings of liquid seem to disappear from the table around him.
Numalar looks over at other patrons who are dining with a keen eye. Did we get the rejects here, or is everyone drinking from leaky cups?
"It really doesn't have a proper name--just 'home.' It lies in up in the middle of the Icerime Peaks in the Land of Snow and Bones. As for dinner I would love to join you."
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"Sounds like a interesting place you must hail from. Is it peaceful there?" Posh asks, curious about where this man came from as he has never been that far north.
"You are quite beautiful in an exotic way, miss... don't disparage yourself because you're different. I was something of an outcast growing up myself, so I know how you feel, but different is not bad, as I've had to learn myself. Is there something though that I might help you with? Perhaps these other 'issues' are ones that can be alleviated?" She still speaks low so as not to be overheard.
Posh notices the two speaking in hushed tones, but hears nothing. instead he puts his own words into what they might be saying into his head.
"Have you met Posh? He's super handsome!"
"Ah yes. I was so distracted by his looks. I feel bad for being so agitated, but he's just so good looking."
"I hope to steal him up before Scarlet gets a chance. She's probably break him in two."
The conversation continues into more with praises of Posh being amazing before he stops and turns away to stare at his meal.
After a moment of looking in their direction he stares back at his meal and attempts to enjoy tonight before whatever horrible thing may happen to the prisoners tomorrow.
"You are quite beautiful in an exotic way, miss... don't disparage yourself because you're different. I was something of an outcast growing up myself, so I know how you feel, but different is not bad, as I've had to learn myself. Is there something though that I might help you with? Perhaps these other 'issues' are ones that can be alleviated?" She still speaks low so as not to be overheard.
"Only if you know some way to chase off the gods. They call me Akate Thrice Damned, my looks are one one of three curses you see. The other is this."
She picks up the pen next to the sales ledger and tries scribbling with it on a blank page. Nothing happens. "Now you try."
The pen works just fine for you. Upon handing it back to her you see that all the ink has discharged itself on her hand. She sighs and wipes it up.
"Most anything I touch becomes broken, the moment I do so. I don't normally tell people this, but somehow I think you can understand."
"It really doesn't have a proper name--just 'home.' It lies in up in the middle of the Icerime Peaks in the Land of Snow and Bones. As for dinner I would love to join you."[dice=Knowledge Geography] 15
Oh it's peaceful, there's barely anyone who lives there. On the Brevic side its mostly noble retreats and dwarven colonies, and on the Iborian side- well, nobody knows really. Its cold up in those mountains and unless you are dwarf or goat with mountain in your name you aren't likely to last long. Even the valleys can be quite cold.
You best hurry considering that dreamy look she's giving Celyne.
Numalar examines the tableware with mild disdain. However, the drips and rings of liquid seem to disappear from the table around him.
using prestidigitation to quietly clean up anything Numalar would think is unsightly.Numalar looks over at other patrons who are dining with a keen eye. Did we get the rejects here, or is everyone drinking from leaky cups?
Perception: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (12) + 2 = 14
On a second glance they don't seem as bad as you originally thought.
"Maybe the cups needed time to settle in." Argentov adds helpfully. "And where are you all from?"
"Oh my, Akate, that might indeed be some kind of curse... and it is a horrible one... who would lay such a burden on such a sweet lady? It's unthinkable... I can understand your nervousness now a little, I think. Someday, I will have the ability to allay curses... perhaps, you will allow me to help you when I can?"
"If anything happens to your employment here, you come to Oleg's and seek me out, I will take you as my boon companion until such time as I can try to remove the curse that troubles you."
"Is there anything I can do for you right now that might help? Is there anything you need in Restov when we go there? Perhaps I can go shopping for you at least? I saw many fine things for sale when I visited there."
Seeing her travel companions mingle with both the serving girl and other customers, Alia feels no specific need for getting involved in either conversation, and instead enjoys her meal, sitting alone at a corner(or as close as possible) table with view on the entrance door. Simple as the meal was, it most definitely was a tasty alternative to trail rations.
Seeing her travel companions mingle with both the serving girl and other customers, Alia feels no specific need for getting involved in either conversation, and instead enjoys her meal, sitting alone at a corner(or as close as possible) table with view on the entrance door. Simple as the meal was, it most definitely was a tasty alternative to trail rations.
"Is there anything I can do for you right now that might help? Is there anything you need in Restov when we go there? Perhaps I can go shopping for you at least? I saw many fine things for sale when I visited there."
"No need, they would only break if I used them."