Zooke pokes his head out of the Princesse's Carriage. "Just doing my royal duty as a court fool." he says. "What happened to you Leaf?"
Casfi'azair begins stirring a bit, groaning as he comes to. "Ow, my kidney...." He then adjusts himself a bit, repeating, "No, really, my kidney. Lying down like this hurts... ooh, ouch." He then winces again, "OW! My head! Okay, that REALLY hurts... uggh...."
Sha'llae crosses her arms and glares at Casfi, then reaches over and smacks him upside the head. "Dolle naa lost, A'maelamin! She says, eyes flashing. She continues to berate him in elven. "You could have been killed. What the hell were you thinking, running into the swarm like that. I almost lost you! She slaps him again, hard, then kisses him. Then she grabs his shoulders firmly and shakes him. "Don't ever do that again! Do you understand me!" She moves between shaking him, swearing creatively in elven and kissing him.
Everything else is in elven, I'm just too lazy to translate.
Cer heard Casfi'azair in pain and rushed to side to heal him (cure moderate
"that should be helpful, I can keep an eye on you tonight if you need it, just to make sure the last of your wounds heal, you took quiet a heavy hit there"
"Well that was an interesting encounter." The tiefling looks disapprovingly at the several holes in her clothes, revealing more of the masculine body. "I don't enjoy battles with swarms of anything, if there must be a battle at all." She shakes her head and raises an eyebrow at the moaning elf and concerned companions. She considers if she'd be willing to put her life on the line for the people she's met so far. Perhaps so, but certainly not so idiotically.
Perception:
Her eyes gaze into the halfling's as he fumbles around with a small device, eyebrow raised and a bemused expression on her face.
"You could borrow some of my clothes." Zooke says to her.
"Hopefully we won't run into anything nasty before we're able to get to a market. Or at least rest." Says Zooke, keeping an eye on the horizon. "I heard something about a tribe of Sand dwelling Lizardmen who live here." He says.
Casfi'azair groans in pain after being smacked and shaken by Sha'llae. He feels sore and confused, but mostly confused, "Okay, are you mad or are you aroused? Either slap me or kiss me... I'm so confused!" Casfi seems so oblivious and naive, but not on purpose, it's just how he is. He looks at Cerdyn and nods, "Thank you, but I think I'll be fine. Believe me, I've gone through worse. Much worse."
Emilia bends over the elf while her eyebrow seems to do it's best to scale her head. "Do you get some pleasure out your "heroics" Casfi? Shock and awe, I think they call it?" The tiefling is genuinely bemused by the elf's antics.
"Anyone have a clue as to what those things were I would hate to run into them again any time soon."
"Not a clue, my faithful friend. Though we seemed to have offended their collective fashion sense." The Tiefling turns her piercing gaze to the Enall, and cocks her head at him. "Would you like to explain what you're up to, little one?"
Casfi'azair looks at Emilia and grins, "Well, if travelling about the world, fighting monsters and being pretty brilliant counts, then yes. Very much yes." He hears Kujoe's inquiry about the swarming jelly beings and nods, "Those were skyfish. Nasty lot, they are. I've run into them before... that's why you're still alive," Casfi grins broadly.
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"I will always think you as a dear friend Ix and I will always watch over you." He smiles but remembers to get back to business. "As a Paladin Ix you will undergo countless challenges of faith, Stength, Valor, Prowless strength and most importantly of Dark temptation to become a Paladin you must overcome these tests and learn the will of your god, Do you know what your god fights for young friend?"
Response to Casfi: "My faith is what keeps me alive, your move was foolish an unnecessary sacrifice you should be glad we recovered you friend."
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"Now Ix there is one other important thing you must know as a Paladin your life will be very different and...you must live by certain principles and make a vow to your God witch you must live by for all of your days It is also a test you must pass." Kujoe keeps talking about things that the goblin probably does not understand. "Listen to me blabber come Ix we must be off."
Cafi'azair sighs, "I think my kidney's okay, now... At least I think it was my kidney." He sits up and sighs, taking a moment to catch his breath, "Faith has nothing to do with it," he says to Kujoe. "The only faith I need is in Desna. And even then, I know that my intelligence and my own wits are what save me most of the time. Someone such as myself can't afford to put all his concentrations on faith, especially when you come across so much that puts your faith to the test and things that make you only shout 'praise Desna!' You'd never believe the places I've been, the things I've seen. I've seen the sun rise over living, walking mountains; stars forming and dying--all within moments--and caught in jar! And I've seen massive, endless maws that swallow planets whole! Just a big... nothing! All these things... and... I could return there, return to these places. And sometimes it makes me wonder how far Desna's reach can go, how powerful she really is.... And sometimes, it makes me squeak in excitement, because science can just be so... BRILLIANT!" Casfi shakes his fists excitedly, like a giddy schoolboy, grinning madly.
"And apparently seeing these things has addled you beyond all reason." Says Sha'llae as she strokes his head. "Sweetie." She leans in and kisses his temple, then hums an elven lullaby in his ear.
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He says to Casfi "Since I was six I have dedicated my life to protecting what I care about under the steady hand of my goddess, Many encounters I would have died be it not for her. I have...seen much." Kujoe suddenly feels uncomfortable bringing up endeavors from his past. "If you'll excuse me..." Kujoe walks away from the others finds his own comfortable spot and meditates the day away.
Casfi'azair closes his eyes and smiles happily, swaying himself to the happy tune being hummed. His mother used to sing the same lullaby to him when he was a child, and Casfi feels perfectly at ease now. He opens one eye, "Something wrong with me being addled? I thought I was just amazing."
Sha'llae smiles at him. "Nothing wrong with you at all love, I never said that you being addled was a bad thing..." She drifts off and gazes into the distance. "We should regain our strength, the desert is unforgiving."
Sha'llae eyes Enall. "Casfi is rarely normal." She says, grinning. "However, is normal for him."
Casfi'azair looks at Enall and smiles, "No, don't be ridiculous, Enall! It's just been a while since I've had my blood rushing like that! Since I had the adrenaline pumping... some good excitement!" He stood up and tugged at his coat, "It's a grand old adventure now! I mean, before, we're just plodding about, escorting and what-not, then WHAM-O! Excitement! Danger! Isn't it FUN?"
Emilia has grown more and more troubled at the elf's rant, and a dark shadow has been growing in her face. Her blood begins to boil, and her perfectly held expression of amusement is replaced by a terrible wrath.
Will save:
The tiefling growls and steps forward, and slaps the elf hard across the face, barely managing to keep the force of the blow from causing any real damage. (nonlethal)
"You idiot!" The man shouts in his face, grabbing a hold of his collar with both muscular hands. "I thought a love of science was supposed to mean intelligence, but you clearly have none of the that! Let me see if I can try and explain this to you, you thick-skulled fool. You don't have the RIGHT to risk your own live for the sake of those here, and you NEVER get to call that fun, of any kind!" The tiefling is begining to weep, and those who see the eyes of woman in the body of a man see an intensive pain, grief, and a boiling rage. "You don't have a clue!" She lets out an URGH! and shoves the then shoves casfi away from her, glaring at him, her teeth bared, having recovered control over herself.
Will save:
She spits on the ground and strides away angrily.
Sha'llae stands up to her full height. "That is Casfi for you." She says, her eyes flashing. She stands and follows after the Teifling. "He's like that, you can't change him. He loves new things, he travels. Sometimes I wonder if he's even an elf, or something more. His eyes, they're impossibly old. It's like he's stared into forever, and forever stared right back at him." She pauses again and looks up at the sky. "He's... different, in ways you can't even begin to imagine." She pauses again. "And you will not lay your hands on him again, do you understand me. You have no idea who I am, or what I've seen and done."
Casfi'azair stands there, stunned and hurt. He could never imagine hurting anyone, especially those who are innocent or those he considers friends. His face looks both sad and perplexed, his mouth agape, but soon closed with lips quivering. Casfi was truly shocked, he did not mean to hurt Emilia.
Will Save:
Emilia's eyes flash dangerously at the threat, but her discipline returns to her away from the event that filled her with rage. She isn't able to stop the tears though, or hide her feelings. "I- I- Damn it! I'm sorry!" She shouts, then grits her teeth and turns her face away, steeling herself. "I won't watch anyone else die for the sake of stupidity! I just can't watch the suffering that good intentioned "heroes" cause those around them, and I'll be damned if I let-" Her eyes drop along with her masculine voice. "Sister, you were right, I should not have let my anger blind me into striking him. But neither should you have been so gentle with him! He needs to know the depth of his stupidity, or there may not be anyone for you to nurse back to health next time..." As she finishes her apology, her eyes rise to meet the elf's and they carry a warning, almost even a plea, and her eyes look away, lost as her words trail off.
"He and I are... well. He's a Time Traveller. He's an idiot, I know that. There's nothing to stop him being an idiot. He's a brilliant idiot, and well. I can't tell you much more. In my past, I've walked in his future. I've said too much. I should go... um..." She sighs and walks off and looks up at the stars.
Emilia laughs. It is a broken and emotionally crippled sound, as someone who is being pushed over their edge and finds irony in it. She doubles over, and then growls. She starts speaking in Infernal, offering prayers to her goddess and seeking guidance.