The Avalon Chronicles

Game Master lynora

Ardiente lights their way with a small and extremely controlled flame. He takes deep breaths, practicing his breathing techniques. The fragrant herbs certainly make the exercises easier. "The air certainly is fresh." he remarks, smiling at his little joke. "I am glad to have come to Avalon. It seems such a wondrous place."

Ardiente lights their way with a small and extremely controlled flame. He takes deep breaths, practicing his breathing techniques. The fragrant herbs certainly make the exercises easier. "The air certainly is fresh." he remarks, smiling at his little joke. "I am glad to have come to Avalon. It seems such a wondrous place."

"It is," she chuckled. "The most wondrous thing being how commonplace the wondrous becomes here. It's a good place to be to set aside rigid ways of thinking. Yes, I noticed. Don't worry. I have the same problem. It's hard not to get mired in the traditions and expectations of home and forget to be a person underneath all of that."

Tapping his belt pouches, he smiles "Oh, I think I could obtain it quite easily. Its a blend of lime juice, berry juice and some coconut rum. Its delicious!. No idea why its called a Liquid Fireball though, save the supposed rumor that if you set flame to it, the whole mix exploded. I highly doubt that however."

Aka Mountain Dew, Code Red Dew and coconut rum, really freakin good!

She smiled and licked her lips. "Well, then, would you mind sharing this delightfully intriguing concoction?" she purred, pressing close to him flirtatiously.

Ignace del Sol wrote:

Ignace giggled.

This is a very difficult thing to accomplish. She rarely smiles, let alone laughs. A giggle is nearly unheard of. :)

Lang starts to giggle with her realizing what just happened.

He soon is smiling at her

i'm glad your having a good time. thanks for coming here with me

"Thank you for inviting me," she said politely, more relaxed now as she watched the concert going on below.

Raelle is sweating profusely. "It's really hot in here," she complained, pulling her shirt off. She stumbled, unsure which one of the floors she coiuld see was the real one. Smoke started to curl off her body as her body temperature was climbing too much to keep it contained.

Dave activates the draconian aura of cold but keeps it very low as no one is attacking me, it just cools the air in thirty feet around me and moves to hold on to her, wishing he knew how to neutralize poison, does she have an undershirt on? Cause if not then his actions are different he moves to support her and says "maybe we should either go sit down or get some fresh air"

Dave activates the draconian aura of cold but keeps it very low as no one is attacking me, it just cools the air in thirty feet around me and moves to hold on to her, wishing he knew how to neutralize poison, does she have an undershirt on? Cause if not then his actions are different he moves to support her and says "maybe we should either go sit down or get some fresh air"

No undershirt, just a bra, so no indecent exposure, but she'll be embarrassed about this later.

"Air sounds good...oh, the room is spinning...too many lights."

Dave blushes heavily as he supports her and weaves an illusion to preserve what he can of her modesty "come on let me help you there," and he leads her out to the garden.

At this point, Ace notices an almost topless Raelle. "Um, Ginni, does Rae normally take off her clothing in public?"

Dragged on to the dance floor by Kitty, Michael has little choice but to dance with her.

Perform(Dance): 1d20 ⇒ 8

"The things you make me do in public..." :p

At this point, Ace notices an almost topless Raelle. "Um, Ginni, does Rae normally take off her clothing in public?"

"What? No way! She's crazy modest....oh, man, this cannot be good....Oh please don't let her dad notice this," she said, looking around trying to spot Professor del Sol.

"Yea, that's kinda what I thought. Drinks can come later, let's go see what's gotten into Rae" He takes Ginni by the hand and makes a beeline for Raelle and David, moving anybody in the way aside with his staff, offering a quick apology each time.

Lang looking out of the pod watching the show glances at someone really getting into the concert.

Hey Ignace He motions with a laugh check that out. Someone seems to be getting into the show a little too much

in all the comotion and distractions Lang didn't notice it was Rae he was indicting

"Where?" she said, looking curiously at the crowd below trying to spot the person Lang was pointing at.

Perception 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (11) + 12 = 23

She just misses seeing Raelle before Dave puts up an illusion.

"I do not see it."

Sorchan was busy trying to break up a fight between two lycan boys over some petty thing or other. He sighed. It was one of those nights....any night with a student event at Avalon.

Percent chance he notices the disturbance with Raelle: 25%. 1d100 ⇒ 60

Looks like no parental retribution this time. :)

Until the words starts to spread, and a firebird decides to tell on Raelle. (:<

well that helps my life expectancy by a lot, Dave and Raelle have nerely bade it to the exit/entrance to the room when he spots Ace he nods to him and tries to contact him with telepathy ::hey ace, I think she had one too many::

Until the words starts to spread, and a firebird decides to tell on Raelle. (:<

Let me guess, one of the Phoebus boys? They strike me as the sort to be tattletales....

maybe I do still have to worry

Lang looses sight of the person

Oh guess you missed it I can't find her anymore. But some girl started to undress right there in the middle of the dance floor but apparently someone managed to get her out of there.

Lang starts to giggle again

wacky teenagers, I hope I never become one

'Not quite so common.' Ehos displays with a touch of wonder himself. Tyrrin must be a really good mood. He was gripping his empty cup fiercely when Anahita tugs at it. He lets go after she playfully chastises him, smiling stupidly behind the scarf. 'Thank you for the water.' he pulls the scarf down to drink the cool, crisp water, and Anahita catches the smile.

Time passes as the pair sit outside in silence, and Ehos' eyes eventually wander from the spectacle above to Anahita's form beside him. He can't help but examine her curves once again, despite the loose fitting clothing. He shakes his head and splashes the remainder of the cup of water across his face, hoping to sober up. He respected her too much to make a move. There was something about her... she wasn't just another barmaid.

"I must say that .. this is all very new and rich. I'm unsure what my duty will be, considering my prior ..duties." Her gaze looks over at one point while he's observing her shape, which prompts her to smile broadly and say, "I do not know .. what your thoughts are, Ehos, though I can tell by your body language. I .." She goes quiet and looks up at the lights, doing little to hide, since most of the clothing covers her well.

"Earlier I had asked you, after you spoke of Nature as a chaotic and destructive force- I moved, and stood so you would feel Nature. I am of that Nature, just as you are," she gazes back again, her eyes are warmly looking at his face if he meets her, "so you would know, there is always a balance, Nature is not malicious or cruel. It simply is. I felt you spoke out of anger, or a sense of wishing to control it. I thought I would show you that even you could not control it.. since you are a part of it as much as I am. Did it work?" There's a slight twinkle in her eyes at that, an eagerness to hear his response.

If she knew much about drunken Elves, she might not have engaged in a mental question such as this requiring memory, but, clearly she's not familiar with drunk Elves.

Agarthian Storyteller wrote:

Until the words starts to spread, and a firebird decides to tell on Raelle. (:<

Let me guess, one of the Phoebus boys? They strike me as the sort to be tattletales....

Most likely. Sooner or later, Sorchan wil find out.

Roel moves near Dave. "you are nervous. why?"

Ace intercepts David and Rae before they get outside "How about you stay inside for the time being? I don't trust you alone with her, in the state she's in, considering."

Dave looks to Ace, fairly frustrated, and says in a whispered shout" I'm trying to help her, she asked for some fresh air, I'm trying to avoid a scene"

"Hmm... your right, seems odd... why is she staggering like that? Is that normal? Hmm... You solid people are so weird."

It seemed Ryckart would never understand these students. So crazy, prone to disruptive outbursts. Is this a school for the gifted or a school for the challenged? Both?

"I....I think I'm gonna puke," she said, the smoke cloud coming off her starting to increase.

Dave raises one eye to ace then turns to Raelle "want me to carry you to the bathroom or something?"

Percent chance Raelle gets tattled on: 50%....high is good for person rolling. 1d100 ⇒ 85

The delay getting Raelle out of the room is just long enough for Mithros Phoebus to make his way across the room and triumphantly tell Professor del Sol that his daughter was making a scene.

While Lang was still looking for the girl that decided to shed her garments He now notices a cloud of smoke

What in the world is that? Lang points toward the smoke at this time he still has not identified Rae as the source of either.

this is assuming they are still in the concert area

"FEH." roel quickly moves near professer del sol. "i believe it to be no other reason then illness. she seems sick, and she staggers, and she is emitting a black substance." he turns to the person talking to del sol- "tell them everything, and do not withhold the truth."

Sorchan looked around the room and quickly spots the cloud of smoke. He leaves the fighting lycans, hoping that another teacher could take care of it. Family comes first after all.

"What the hell is going on here?" he demanded, arriving at the scene just in time for Raelle to vomit all over his shoes.

Dave, not recognizing him as Raelle's family but assuming him to be a teacher gulps and raises the hand not supporting Raelle "um this is somewhat my fault, I got her a drink I didn't know was spiked and she got all hyper, then I conjured some snaks, among them some firewhiskey and she reacted... Poorly... I was trying to get her some fresh air and well..."

"I was trying to make sure Raelle wasn't taken some place private. Considering the state she's in, I didn't think that was a good idea."

Sorchan looked around the room and quickly spots the cloud of smoke. He leaves the fighting lycans, hoping that another teacher could take care of it.

Seeing Sorchan looking for some one to help heads over and steps in.

"I'll look after this Sorchanif"
She says as he walks off to help family, Then picking up the two lycans by the scruff off their necks, she starts giving them a stern telling off about party etiquette and importance of teeth flossing in removing bad breath.

Just dawned on me some of the other students exited the concert to the Garden. Ergo- spotted by my character. This is for you!

Anahita, seated outside in the Gardens, illuminated by the aurora above, would have nodded politely in greeting and looked at anyone who exited the concert, her eyes are warm and she appears relaxed, sitting near an Elf in fancy clothing that accentuates his features.

She does not move to wave, or likewise, but her expression alone would suggest a welcome of sorts.

If people simply walked by, she returns her attention to Ehos, else, she doesn't immediately do any greeting. That might be too forward, it appears.

Just gonna repost this it got buried a while back
Tybalt begins to get really into the mixed up nature of this music balancing all of his female companions while shifting through elaborate dance maneuvers(literally and magically) while managing to pay the most attention to Tanina the one who approached him. Between sets he asks "So how long have you been here at Avalon I got here today and I think I like it." ;3

Sorchan grabbed Raelle's arm and pulled her away from Dave. He didn't entirely trust himself to speak at the moment.

"Dad? ....uuuuugh....don't feel so good," she said, her words badly slurred as her body temperature continued to climb.

Seeing how serious her condition was, Sorchan spoke the word that sent her straight to the infirmary. He glared at Dave, Ace, and Ginni.

"You three. Follow me to the infirmary right now. You will explain to me exactly what happened."

Roel quickly moves back to the other group after speaking to the person who informed sorchan. "ok. still don't get it. what is the problem? well, i guess that "puking" wasn't healthy, but the rest... i don't get it. i really don't." Roel follows to the infirmary.

Dave thinks 'dad? Oh c*** oh **** oh **** I am sooo dead' he nods and heads to the infirmary.

got to go to bed now... Roel just follows along unless protested to.

"No clue sir. Ginni and I were off to the side talking, and then suddenly Raelle took off her shirt. I saw that and decided to go see what had happened to her. We intercepted your daughter and her kinda boyfriend here, before they could get outside"

Dave tries to suppress a groan 'why me' he thinks.

Once they got to the infirmary, they were met by Bertha, the head healer.

"I had a feeling you'd be here soon. She's fine now. Well, she would have been fine regardless if she'd only had normal alcohol. A bit overly energetic perhaps, but nothing out of the ordinary. But it seems that she got a sip of the fey stuff. And while it can be bad for others, for firebirds it's a very powerful drug. We've had a couple of other cases before Raelle. It seems to primarily cause hallucinations and hyperthermia. Anyways, she's mostly just nervous and embarrassed now. She's right through there, first room on the right."

"Try not to be too hard on her. I haven't seen many fifteen-year-olds who don't occasionally exhibit moments of bad judgement."

Dave nods feeling fairly guilty in having a part in her condition, knowingly or not, but says nothing

Sorchan still doesn't say anything, just heads for the room that Bertha said Raelle was in. Raelle was sitting on the bed hugging her knees to her chest as she waited for the inevitable. She looked utterly miserable.

"What do you have to say for yourself, young lady?" he asks coldly, trying to hide how scared he'd been seeing her like that.

"Dad...I...." she blinked back tears. "I'm sorry okay. I know I shouldn't have been drinking alcohol....but I didn't know that it would make me sick like that....I didn't know it wasn't normal alcohol." She took a deep breath, chin coming up defiantly. "I already feel bad enough, okay? It's not like I'm the only kid who got sick from the punch. I'm just the only idiot who managed to embarrass myself in front of everyone."