Devic heads back to her seat.
I not one much for travel, think is Egypt too hot. She mentions.
We weren't there for long though. Like Ramiel say, I like my little corner. Can I ask you what you do know about us, and what we're doing already? Easier to fill in blanks than entire canvas.
Silver smiles and leads the group to the dining room they met in that first day. A meal of everyone's favorites, based off of suggestions and trial-and-error.
Glad to hear you enjoy the traveling. Silver said. You'll be doing a lot of traveling in the very near future. She said, seating herself. Brazil, to be precise. She said. And while we have a gateway leading to Rio de Janeiro, you're actually going to have to venture into the Amazon for your mission.
Frida spoke. The Amazon is no stranger to a vast array of monsterous predators. But something else is going on there. Something's corrupting the forest itself.
And naturally. Silver said, filling her plate. Given your growing reputation as a team, you were the first called to investigate.
"Growing reputation?" Ramiel asks, nearly scoffing at the idea. "We've done two things together so far, and they were hundreds of miles apart or more. I don't think we have much of a reputation unless you're advertising us."
More heat. Why can't we go somewhere nice? Who we talk to?
The Amazon? cool! I wonder what monsters we'll find. We should be careful though now that i think about it if we end up fighting a fey or something we could end up with problems, I was never too good at resisting mind control.
"Well, should be interesting. I may not know Portuguese but Spanish .ay come somewhat in handy. Of course, a big giant jungle will be perfect for my magics."
"the amazon...fuuuuunnn." Geralt moans out sinking deeper into his seat in exasperation
Humidity will be benefit. Fires not spread so easy, eh? What is big deal? Devic offers a drink to Geralt, and whoever might be on the other side of her.
Well if we are going to be leaving then i'll be back, gotta get my armor on Ammon dashes away clearly excited, he returns around 8 minutes later still getting his full plate on, his tail assisting in putting it on, his massive blade tied to his back over the shoulder. Eventually fully encased in his suit of metal. So when do we leave? This is gonna be so much fun.
"Prepared for a fight, won't it be rather hot in such attire?"
Eh. He used to it. I glad I buy lighter clothing. And boots. Devic mentions to Amal.
I may need to make purchase before ve leave. Or make myself. Whichever faster.
For most people it would be, but thanks to my demon blood and training, i'll be fine This armor's like a second skin for me by now. Besides back home i worked in a forge, smithing it get's about as hot in their as i expect a jungle too.
Of course I'm advertising you guys. Silver said. I've been thinking of having some photography taken of you all under the name Silver's Angels.
Next time I'll send you all to the barren snowcapes of Siberia, Alaska, or wintertime Pennsylvania. Silver said. It'll let you cool off.
Silver smiles at her new recruit. I thought you might feel right at home right there, Amalarra.
Right on the nose, Skjor. Silver said. It's dark magics, that much I know. Unfortunately, it's not just that. It's deep in the rainforest, in the dead center of monster inhabited territory. It will not be an easy trip.
Frida speaks next. The portal will be ready at earliest convenience, whenever it is that you all might need it.
Answers looks at her own clothing, some used jeans and a hoodie weren't going to be all that good for a forray into the Amazon. She's have take a run to the store and purchase some far better attire. Lighter clothing and sturdy boots would suffice immensely. Of course, in the more magical part of her mind calling out to her, the thought of just running in to it with her birthday suit and wear what nature provided like some crazy comic book villaness did pop out, only to snuffed by the logical From mindset. Then back again upon remembering some cousin's of hers.
"I'll be back then. Before we go I must by some essentials."
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"Oddly enough, my stage outfit would fit in well with that climate," Skjor said with a shrug. Standing up, he added, "Let me go get changed and I shall be ready."
Leaving and coming back several minutes later, Skjor was decked out in one of his stage outfits. Armor decked with studs, heavy combat boots laced up to his knees and covering leather breeches, arms bare up to his shoulders, and his ever faithful companion Aegis strapped onto his back, Skjor was ready to rock the jungle stage.
Coming back from a quick change in her car, Amalarra returns wearing more fitting attire. A blue windbreaker that hugged her waist over a plain white T-shirt. Her tennis shoes were now thick rainbow that went over dingy grey khakis. Hair tied in pony tail, a faded red hat with a curly white W rested atop her head. Everything else on her person remained the same, save for a pair of ornamented bracers with the a small symbol on each that seemed to be a sort of Crow holy symbol.
"Well I'm ready to go. I can pitch in possibly for some medical supplies if need be."
Will return my self. While out Devic will pick up:
When she returns she heads directly for the... repurposed room she had been in the process of installing various equipment inside. She gets to work with her workbench, having taken it out of her apartment.
Over the course of the next half-hour, Devic creates an acidic, adhesive compound out of a tanglefoot bag/Acid, a buring compound out of tanglefoot/Alchemists fire, and puts acid and fire together just for fun evidently.
Hm, now that you mention it... Car price. I'd say 4,000 Creds to start, getting more and more pricey as you get closer to luxury.
Total: 738. Is there something I've missed? Setting specific price increase/decreases?
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Silver looks over the team and leads them to the Clockroom, towards the Brazil gate.
Here it is. The part of the rainforest that's being... Corrupted, is blocked off to civilian travel. You might have some time to wander around, eat some of the local cuisine. She said. I have a guide set to meet you at the entrance.
Devic will very quietly support a wall until the feeling of nausea passes.
Amalarra doesn't feel phased much from entering the portal and being deposited far from her original location.She looks around herself, tugging her backpack on her shoulder.
Ammon seems to be getting used to the portal
Geralt steps through and let's his breakfast roam free
Ramiel steps through into the jungle and...
..manages to keep his food down. "I think I'd rather fly..."
Да, возможно, мы должны сделать' запрос наличии для- *cough*. Maybe we find jet or something next time. Devic remembers to correct herself this time around. When the nausea passes, she'll look for the contact.
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Rather than the lobby of a hotel such as Cairo last time, you enter the humid porcelein bathroom of a wealthy-brazillian home, a photo of Silver pointing at you with the text Please make sure to keep all internal contents either in you or the toilet, thank you.
From the bathroom, you enter the beautifully adorned living room. Absent save for a mustachioed buttler looking at you expectantly.
How much do I have to clean? He asked dejectedly.
Ehh, two. Apologies. Maybe more soon. Devic sits herself in a corner if possible.
"Sorry, we aren't quite used to traveling like that yet. Turns out scrambling ourselves through teleportation requires an iron stomach."
The buttler keeps up a stoic expression.
I am Abrantes. He said. Silver had come here, with no mess might I add, and informed me of your arrival. I am to supply you with any service you may need, and direct you to your guide once you are ready. He said.
"well I don't know about you all, but I'm ready" says Geralt before he wipes some left over spittle from his chin
"I'm suspecting that such an occurrence of nausea is common when taking transport of our employer."
Is possible caused by unstable spacial dilution. Teleportation effects not typically induce vomiting. Ehh, maybe other things. Vant to look at portals before ve go somewhere else with them.
Devic adds Da, we should go if we nothing here. Oh, I need to change first, but bathroom is ehh... dirty.
All set here, managed to keep it down this time the metal encased demon child says cheerfully
After Abrantes tidies up the bathroom, he emerges, deadpan as ever. Finished. He said. I'll lead you to your guides.
Leaving, locking the doors, and moving on ahead, He leads you down the level of Rio, down into a hole in the ground that looks, initially appearing like a sewage grate, but leading to an undertown of sort. Dwarves, Kobolds, and, most notably due to the smell, Troglodytes, gathered around in the marketplace. Abrantes points towards a stand with a sign that reads, Norris's Expeditions in four different languages. At the head, a tanned dwarf with a curly beard and safari hat sits. He wears a nametag that reads, Norris.
There he is. Abrantes said.
Devic momentarily bites her lip before greeting Norris.
Ehh, hi, we are, ehh, here to um talk about the forest?
Слава Богу. Я не должен говорить с ним. Devic quickly mumbles under her breath.
Amalarra watches as the group goes from the above ground Cabela's to what can be only assumed as an underground extension. Once they got to their destination, it became a possibility that perhaps this trip to Brazil wasn't going to done in the Amazon but the under dark. She frowned a little, then put on her best smile.
Ammon stands waiting very anxiously for something exciting to start. his tail swaying back and forth very quickly.
Aye, that's me. Norris said, heavily accented. She pays good. He smiled, nodding. He waved over the rest of the crew. Perikini, Novarra, Jon-Julio, and Steve. He said, pointing to a cigar-chomping Kobold, a dreadlocked elven woman, a hulking human With arms the size of Devic, and a Pech eating a bowl of plantains.
They all wave to greet you, except for Steve, who was picking plantains out of his teeth.
We also have supplies payed for. Norris said. Food, water, Giant Mosquito repellant. He said. Whenever ready, we may go to the Norris-mobile.
Any questions?
Chuckling weakly, Geralt puts a lightly trembling finger up and questions
"um...giant mosquitos?"
Norris takes off his hat and his head drops low. Aye. How we lost Ricardo, that is. He said, the rest of his group bowing their heads in silent mourning.
Norris looks back up. Where do you want the repellent rubbed?