Romance of the Three Kingdoms: Kyrademon’s Jade Regent PBP, Part II

Game Master Kyrademon

Hrithik approaches Spivey, bows to her, and holds out one of the items recovered from the Brinewall Keep: a small box of Desnan scripture strips affixed to a strap for wearing around the head.

"We encountered a defiled Desnan shrine inside the Keep. There was a hidden cache of items left by the previous priests. We thought you should have first claim, as Brinewall's openly Desnan ghost-in-residence this past decade."

Offering the item low, he says, "Brinewall Chapel's phylactery of faithfulness."

Mel seems a little annoyed at the interruption, and something else that she saw.

Upon seeing annoyance, Hrithik beams a broad smile at her, eyes crinkling in happiness. He keeps moving toward Spivey.

After Spivey

Hrithik walks away from Spivey with a smile, knowing the last pleasant interaction of the day has just passed behind him, knowing that is entirely his responsibility.

Hrithik moves to Ameiko, the dried blood, sweat, dirt, and grime of his armor a grim contrast to her clothes. His eyes are sad, but firm. "May I have a moment of your time in private?"

After arriving back at the caravan and relieving Attatoq of the Tollin's sled, Kalimac removes Attatoq's gear. He takes the large wolf down to the Steam River for a quick cleaning. Matted fur is a pain to take care of if you wait too long, so getting Attatoq clean in the half-hour they have is his first priority.

With a clean, if somewhat damp, wolf in tow, Kalimac arrives for the caravan meeting.

While cooking, Mel asks Rhost, "Huwa l-tewm mqatta fin biżżejjed?"

"iva. ħin li jmiss aħna tfarrakha" Rhost says to Melinda.

If Myriana is still helping, Rhost gestures to the garlic, and says "tro nesaf rydym yn gwasgu".

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With a clean, if somewhat damp, wolf in tow, Kalimac arrives for the caravan meeting.

Myriana smiles and gets the brush she bought in Galduria before sitting down beside him. She puts her hand on his shoulder, then up to his head, scratching around his ear, before beginning to brush the fur along his back and side brushing any burs or other material out of his fur.

"iva. ħin li jmiss aħna tfarrakha" Rhost says to Melinda.

If Myriana is still helping, Rhost gestures to the garlic, and says "tro nesaf rydym yn gwasgu".

Myri looks up at Rhost and smiles, "ag y dymunwch."

"iva. ħin li jmiss aħna tfarrakha" Rhost says to Melinda.

Mel laughs. "Għandna martell speċjali? Ma jridux li jużaw proċedura li ġiet użata fil-battalja."

Rhost grins and holds up a hand, palm down.

Mel looks at Rhost's hand, holds up her own, looks at it, "Imbagħad għandna problema. I użu idejn tiegħi fil-ġlieda kontra, imdemmi." She looks a bit sad.

Rhost shakes his head. "l-ċatt ta 'sikkina," he says.

...and to Myriana, "y fflat y llafn"

Rhost shakes his head. "l-ċatt ta 'sikkina," he says.

...and to Myriana, "y fflat y llafn"

Myri looks up flips her blade sideways and grins. "Nid y tro hwn? Rydych yn siwr?"

"nid yw heno" Rhost says. He pauses, cocks his head to the side, and continues. "efallai y bydd pryd o fwyd gyfan sy'n hwyl i goginio." Rhost grins back at Myriana. "pan fyddwch yn awydd."

...and to Melinda, "wisq koki ħafna huma bidu tajjeb"

Mel cocks her head to one side, her hands still cutting a red potato. "Bidu tajjeb għal liema?"

Mel cocks her head to one side, her hands still cutting a red potato. "Bidu tajjeb għal liema?"

"kollox. xejn." Rhost pauses for a moment, rutabaga in hand, searching for the right word. And gives up. "l-affarijiet kollha"

"nid yw heno" Rhost says. He pauses, cocks his head to the side, and continues. "efallai y bydd pryd o fwyd gyfan sy'n hwyl i goginio." Rhost grins back at Myriana. "pan fyddwch yn awydd."

...and to Melinda, "wisq koki ħafna huma bidu tajjeb"

Myri continues to smile at Rhost, a glint in her eye, "Byddaf yn edrych ymlaen ato."

Mel stops, her attention focusing on Rhost. The looks is the same as when she first started teaching him goblin vocabulary. Her voice soft, "Tista 'tiddeskrivi l-kelma li qed tfittex?"

Mel stops, her attention focusing on Rhost. The looks is the same as when she first started teaching him goblin vocabulary. Her voice soft, "Tista 'tiddeskrivi l-kelma li qed tfittex?"

Myri patiently waits for Mel & Rhost to finish their conversation. Her eyes flick from one to the other, she does not disguise the fondness that she feels for both of her friends.

Rhost hunts for the word. It may take a while.

With a clean, if somewhat damp, wolf in tow, Kalimac arrives for the caravan meeting.

Myriana smiles and gets the brush she bought in Galduria before sitting down beside him. She puts her hand on his shoulder, then up to his head, scratching around his ear, before beginning to brush the fur along his back and side brushing any burs or other material out of his fur.

Kalimac leaves Attatoq to his decadent pampering at the hands of Myri, and goes in search of the source of the heavenly odors coming from Rhost's cook fire. It's been a long day, and Kalimac is hungry. So is Attatoq for that matter. Kalimac wonders what's on the wolf menu today.

Kalimac leaves Attatoq to his decadent pampering at the hands of Myri, and goes in search of the source of the heavenly odors coming from Rhost's cook fire. It's been a long day, and Kalimac is hungry. So is Attatoq for that matter. Kalimac wonders what's on the wolf menu today.

Still chatting quietly with Rhost in goblin, looks up at Kalimac, smiles and realizes that more time has passed than she realized. The girl, still dirty and grimy except for her hands and forearms, leaves the cooking area.

Mel seems a little annoyed at the interruption, and something else that she saw.

Hrithik approaches Spivey, bows to her, and holds out one of the items recovered from the Brinewall Keep: a small box of Desnan scripture strips affixed to a strap for wearing around the head.

"We encountered a defiled Desnan shrine inside the Keep. There was a hidden cache of items left by the previous priests. We thought you should have first claim, as Brinewall's openly Desnan ghost-in-residence this past decade."

Offering the item low, he says, "Brinewall Chapel's phylactery of faithfulness."

ah! manythanks! she says. guideposts always useful on the road.

She binds the phylactery to her forehead with quick, deft movements. After a moment, she makes a decisive nod.

wasright. sign.

Alaric seeks out Koya. "Good to see you're still alive. I was worried when Reta said there was a wolf nosing around." He gives her a you know shrug, and the barest hint of a grin.

Flextime: Spivey

Hrithik Ranbhir wrote:

Offering the item low, he says, "Brinewall Chapel's phylactery of faithfulness."

ah! manythanks! she says. guideposts always useful on the road.

She binds the phylactery to her forehead with quick, deft movements. After a moment, she makes a decisive nod.

wasright. sign.

Hrithik bows to the lyrakien cleric. "We may be embarking on an epic journey soon. I am certain Master Sandru's gathering will address the idea. If you would like to haunt our Caravan for the journey, I know I, for one, would delight in your company."

After Spivey

Hrithik walks away from Spivey with a smile, knowing the last pleasant interaction of the day has just passed behind him, knowing that is entirely his responsibility.

Hrithik moves to Ameiko, the dried blood, sweat, dirt, and grime of his armor a grim contrast to her clothes. His eyes are sad, but firm. "May I have a moment of your time in private?"

Alaric seeks out Koya. "Good to see you're still alive. I was worried when Reta said there was a wolf nosing around." He gives her a you know shrug, and the barest hint of a grin.

Koya greets you solemnly. "Worried it would cull the weakest and most foolish of the pack, were you? I appreciate the concern. Although," her lips start to twitch up, "I'm not sure ..." Chuckles start to escape. "Not sure that would be ... that thing was OBVIOUSLY cursed!"

She has dissolved into laughter. "It might as well have had, 'Hello, I Am Cursed!' written on it! And you just ... you just ... PICKED IT UP!"

It takes her some time to recover her breath. "Glad it did you no lasting harm, boy," she says a bit more gruffly. "It would be a crying shame to lose such a constant source of amusement in my waning years."

Koya greets you solemnly. "Worried it would cull the weakest and most foolish of the pack, were you? I appreciate the concern. Although," her lips start to twitch up, "I'm not sure ..." Chuckles start to escape. "Not sure that would be ... that thing was OBVIOUSLY cursed!"

She has dissolved into laughter. "It might as well have had, 'Hello, I Am Cursed!' written on it! And you just ... you just ... PICKED IT UP!"

It takes her some time to recover her breath. "Glad it did you no lasting harm, boy," she says a bit more gruffly. "It would be a crying shame to lose such a constant source of amusement in my waning years."

Alaric grins sheepishly, motioning for her to get it out of her system. "I know, I know. Call it a valuable learning experience. After all, not all of us have been wandering the earth for a thousand years."

Alaric grins sheepishly, motioning for her to get it out of her system. "I know, I know. Call it a valuable learning experience. After all, not all of us have been wandering the earth for a thousand years."

Myris sits absolutely aghast at the interchange between Aunty Koya and the uncleric...and yet she knows they have a great bond between them. Perhaps in time she will understand how they can insult each other so and still care so deeply for one another.

Liothonae has been very quiet throughout the walk back to the caravan. She has stayed quite a distance from the sleds, possibly falling a little behind the group. Upon the initial greetings, she searches out Shalelu with her eyes and gives her a small smile, but does not approach the elven woman, as Myri speaks to her. She goes silently to the wagon the women have been sharing, while everyone is speaking to each other.

She cleans herself up quickly, trading her torn bloody clothing for cleaner pants and a long sleeved shirt. She puts her new cloak on, to ward off the night's chill. When she emerges from the wagon a few minutes later, she holds her backpack in hand, the warding box is presumably in it. If she sees a chance to speak to Ameiko, once everyone else has spoken to her, she will approach. Otherwise she will sit quietly by the fire, waiting for the good smelling dinner to be completed.

Ameiko looks up at Liothonae, and smiles in greeting.

Hrithik bows to the lyrakien cleric. "We may be embarking on an epic journey soon. I am certain Master Sandru's gathering will address the idea. If you would like to haunt our Caravan for the journey, I know I, for one, would delight in your company."

interested. willask.

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Ameiko looks up at Liothonae, and smiles in greeting.

Lio looks up at Ameiko, smiles almost shyly, and takes the box out of her bag. She offers it to Ameiko.

Alaric seeks out Koya. "Good to see you're still alive. I was worried when Reta said there was a wolf nosing around." He gives her a you know shrug, and the barest hint of a grin.

Koya greets you solemnly. "Worried it would cull the weakest and most foolish of the pack, were you? I appreciate the concern. Although," her lips start to twitch up, "I'm not sure ..."

The talk of a wolf slowly percolates into Myri's brain. She glances at Attatoq, as she continues to stroke him, getting any residual debris out of his fur and giving him a nice massage at the same time. He does not seem to be reacting, so the likelihood that it is a potentially dangerous pack is probably slight...but even a solo stray? Well, as long as he does not seem concerned, it is probably nothing. Perhaps tonight she will look around. "Umm, Aunty? What did happen with the..uh, wolf you mentioned?"

Ameiko accepts the box from Liothonae. "Thank you, she says. "I'm glad it was you keeping it safe."

The talk of a wolf slowly percolates into Myri's brain. She glances at Attatoq, as she continues to stroke him, getting any residual debris out of his fur and giving him a nice massage at the same time. He does not seem to be reacting, so the likelihood that it is a potentially dangerous pack is probably slight...but even a solo stray? Well, as long as he does not seem concerned, it is probably nothing. Perhaps tonight she will look around. "Umm, Aunty? What did happen with the..uh, wolf you mentioned?"

"Hmmm? Oh, it got driven off," Koya replies. "Shalelu said she thought it was just a stray."

Mel goes an interesting shade bordering on jade and emerald. She looks down at Reta. And then she smiles.

"Hmmm? Oh, it got driven off," Koya replies. "Shalelu said she thought it was just a stray."

Myri again glances at Attatoq again. She smiles, "Looks that way." She continues to brush every last bit of his fur, including getting him to roll over...

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Ameiko accepts the box from Liothonae. "Thank you, she says. "I'm glad it was you keeping it safe."

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Lio's smile grows brighter, more confident. Aime glahd yer b'ttr. She says quietly, not really used to complements, and still learning how to respond to them.

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