When Settro returns he finds Chara spinning in ever more wobbly circles.
"Oh er, that's a lot of people..."
"uum.. chara... i hate to be the bearer of bad news..."
"Sorry." :/
"We are supposed to leave tomorrow and no one has a clue what is supposed to happen."
He looks down at the table and his ears fold down. :(
"What's wrong Mr.Settro?"
"Wait, you're still figuring out who is and isn't going and this expedition is supposed to leave tomorrow? Do you guys even know where we're supposed to be going? Is there a limit to how many people can go? Cause if there is, sorry, but here or not, Jeran and Tyrrin are going. And if Tyrrin is going either Ghalen or I are going. Just how it is. And what is the limit anyways? All I know is Tyrrin asked me to go, and then I had to have this whole uncomfortable conversation with Jeran cause he was definitely going and if I couldn't get along with him then I was definitely not going. No offense, but this expedition is very poorly organized."
"Oh, come on, Tybs, don't be like that. Look this should be able to be sorted out quickly. First off, where are we going? Second what's the limit on number of people?"
"I dont know. That's why I called. . . . ." He says not looking up from the table.
"We are going to an artic volcano in so far as I was told, which suits my skill set just fine, and as to who is definitly going or not, me and Tybs were the first to volonteer if I recall corectly"
"If we need to cut people I don't care if I go or not but I can take care of the snow and conditions."
'I'm not going. Just so that's clear. I can't really fight as a group with my condition.' Ehos displays, though it will probably be missed in the flurry of words.
Leads her toward the cafeteria...making light chat along the way. Just when you think he's taking you to the cafeteria, he turns down a preceding hallway, and ends up at a door. He opens it for you, and the room looks like it's been done to look like a large tea room, or other private dining area. The decor and accents are all Elven, from the region Tyrrin is from, the colors and placements are befitting a dignitary's visit. Fine cookware sits on a cart, and is attended by one of the cook staff, who bows as you enter, then moves over and pulls a chair out for you. There may be one or two things very minor out of place, but Ghalen has been doing his homework. This could be a room in a noble's holding in your kingdom.
On a serving tray next to the attendant looks like the beginning of a full course meal, in familiar serving dishes. After you are both seated, the waiter asks what kind of wine you'd like, and Ghalen answers with a vintage Elven wine, and the waiter nods, an leaves through another door.
"Well, what do you think?" Ghalen asks.
Zilla giggles slightly. "And boys of course. I don't know if you ever thought about dating a boy, before. I'm betting not. If not it's fine, but do you know what a crush is?"
"I... no Zilla-chan. I don't really understand. Is it kind of like marriage? I've been to a wedding before. I don't... I don't think I know what you mean by 'crush'. I know what that word means, but it doesn't make sense in this..." she trails off, looking to the side. "Hew-kun wa watashi o suki desu ka?" [i]she says quietly and mostly to herself, obviously lost in thought.
She shook her head. "No, Mom wouldn't let me follow him during the assembly. And after....well, I pretty much got mobbed by my friends who wanted to make sure I was okay. And by the time I convinced them that I really did want to avoid people tonight I was just about out of energy. It's been a long day. But I didn't want you to think I forgot that you asked to speak to me. Especially after you helped me earlier. I just really hope he's okay. I hate to see a friend in so much pain, but I don't know how to fix it."
"I see. I needed to talk to you about...other things. It's kinda heavy stuff, and if you're out of energy and need a break, I don't want to dump stuff on you now. It's actually kind of selfish of me...but it needs to be said. I feel I owe you that much...
But as to Ardiente...Well, a lot of folks were hit pretty hard, especially those that lost loved ones.
They didn't have to watch them die like Ardiente did. The necromancer wasn't able to bring them back...?
Well, I will find him and talk to him in the morning, make sure he's ok. Is that ok? If I didn't have prior obligations I'd do it now...but if it's very important, I can just make up for it tomorrow, and take care of it now. For you, if you want?"
Leads her toward the cafeteria...making light chat along the way. Just when you think he's taking you to the cafeteria, he turns down a preceding hallway, and ends up at a door. He opens it for you, and the room looks like it's been done to look like a large tea room, or other private dining area. The decor and accents are all Elven, from the region Tyrrin is from, the colors and placements are befitting a dignitary's visit. Fine cookware sits on a cart, and is attended by one of the cook staff, who bows as you enter, then moves over and pulls a chair out for you. There may be one or two things very minor out of place, but Ghalen has been doing his homework. This could be a room in a noble's holding in your kingdom.
On a serving tray next to the attendant looks like the beginning of a full course meal, in familiar serving dishes. After you are both seated, the waiter asks what kind of wine you'd like, and Ghalen answers with a vintage Elven wine, and the waiter nods, an leaves through another door."Well, what do you think?" Ghalen asks.
Tyrrin looks over the impressive display with an apraising eye. She looks at the serving staff, and back at Ghalen, looking happily surprised. "Very nice." she says, looking around the room. "It's just like home. You did all this? For me?" Tyrrin sounds impressed. "Thank you Ghalen. It will be good to visit home, if only for an evening." She says meaningfully, and she sits at the pulled out chair. "Did I hear that wine order right? That is extremely rare, even at home. How did you get a bottle?"
"I see. I needed to talk to you about...other things. It's kinda heavy stuff, and if you're out of energy and need a break, I don't want to dump stuff on you now. It's actually kind of selfish of me...but it needs to be said. I feel I owe you that much...But as to Ardiente...Well, a lot of folks were hit pretty hard, especially those that lost loved ones.
They didn't have to watch them die like Ardiente did. The necromancer wasn't able to bring them back...?
Well, I will find him and talk to him in the morning, make sure he's ok. Is that ok? If I didn't have prior obligations I'd do it now...but if it's very important, I can just make up for it tomorrow, and take care of it now. For you, if you want?"
"They didn't want to come back. He was able to bring back their ghosts to ....to say goodbye. It was heartbreaking." Her eyes were shimmering with unshed tears.
"If prior obligations involves James, I'm sure he wouldn't mind a slight delay. Actually, maybe you can wait to talk to him in the morning. I can just ask James to check on him tonight. Ardiente is his cousin after all."She sighed. "Look, I'm pretty sure by tomorrow I'll be wanting to think about anything but the last two days, so if it's important you should probably just tell me now. Otherwise, it may have to wait a while."
Repp is wandering his way through the halls when he spots the young man he had helped to the infirmary earlier. He waves to Ace and says. "Glad to see you walking around. You gave Ginni and Vai Sunwake a bit of a fright. Are you doing alright now?"
Ace smiles at the Gnome, whose name he does not yet know "Much, apparently true love's kiss can work wonders. Don't believe I know the name of my mysterious benefactor"
Still dressed in the clothing from earlier, but this time he's managed to find some tall boots, Tryko'Sam is in the halls and wandering, without the map this time!
He spots the familiar bleached figure of Repp, and Ace.
Walking over he greets both, "Hey there, gents. Potentially party in Kuros later on tonight, chat with the ice cat, Tybalt, for details. Seems like people are looking to unwind after the hectic first week-- stress, whatcha gonna do?"
He grins after that and nods at Ace saying, "I'm called Tryko'Sam, howody. Fellow student or teach?"
Ace, none of your divination spells seem to work on Repp. He does not appear to exude any magical auras, and Detect Thoughts gets Nothing.
Repp smiles at Ace and bows slightly, his white hair flopping forward as he does. "Repparyn, at your service. My full name leaves many breathless, so I will spare you from it for the time being." He rights himself and says. "Don't dwell on my assistance. It was virtually no trouble to me."
"Ace, or Casil, whichever you prefer and student, of the most awesome kind." He says.
"Hmm, party eh? Perhaps, got to ask Ginni first, but maybe. Of course, Tybs probably wouldn't be too keen on my being there, which is understandable."
Turning to Repp "Well, trouble or no, you have my thanks. Two new students on the last day of the first school week. Ya guys miss the teleportation circle here?" He quips jokingly.
Tyrrin looks over the impressive display with an apraising eye. She looks at the serving staff, and back at Ghalen, looking happily surprised. "Very nice." she says, looking around the room. "It's just like home. You did all this? For me?" Tyrrin sounds impressed. "Thank you Ghalen. It will be good to visit home, if only for an evening." She says meaningfully, and she sits at the pulled out chair. "Did I hear that wine order right? That is extremely rare, even at home. How did you get a bottle?"Leads her toward the cafeteria...making light chat along the way. Just when you think he's taking you to the cafeteria, he turns down a preceding hallway, and ends up at a door. He opens it for you, and the room looks like it's been done to look like a large tea room, or other private dining area. The decor and accents are all Elven, from the region Tyrrin is from, the colors and placements are befitting a dignitary's visit. Fine cookware sits on a cart, and is attended by one of the cook staff, who bows as you enter, then moves over and pulls a chair out for you. There may be one or two things very minor out of place, but Ghalen has been doing his homework. This could be a room in a noble's holding in your kingdom.
On a serving tray next to the attendant looks like the beginning of a full course meal, in familiar serving dishes. After you are both seated, the waiter asks what kind of wine you'd like, and Ghalen answers with a vintage Elven wine, and the waiter nods, an leaves through another door."Well, what do you think?" Ghalen asks.
"Must a man reveal all of his secrets?" he asks, playfully.
"Lets just say, once you know the who, the rest falls into place.""Why yes I did this for you. I had hoped you would enjoy the setting and the service. But hopefully more so, the company..."
The waiter returns, and opens the bottle, letting it breathe for a few before pouring. He only pours for Tyrrin. For Ghalen, he pours a bottle of wine similar to what they had in Kuros.
"I hope you do not take this as a slight, but I'm sure that Elven wine is better served to your knowing palate than mine. In my research I had discovered that this wine did not...sit well in a human stomach. Where I could prbably rely on my...changes...to help me, I'd rather not take a chance spending the evening in the infirmary, instead of with you. It's all for you, please enjoy it."
"They didn't want to come back. He was able to bring back their ghosts to ....to say goodbye. It was heartbreaking." Her eyes were shimmering with unshed tears.
"If prior obligations involves James, I'm sure he wouldn't mind a slight delay. Actually, maybe you can wait to talk to him in the morning. I can just ask James to check on him tonight. Ardiente is his cousin after all."She sighed. "Look, I'm pretty sure by tomorrow I'll be wanting to think about anything but the last two days, so if it's important you should probably just tell me now. Otherwise, it may have to wait a while."
"Oh, suns, that's awful. Wow..."
"Umm, well, ok then. Come over here, let's have a seat." out on the grounds he finds a bench they can sit on, and he sets down his duffle bag.
Repp smiles and nods at the approach of Tryko'Sam. "Good afternoon Tryko'Sam. I trust you found the High Seer well enough?"
Repparyn looks inquisitively at Ace. "Why would this Tybalt be annoyed with you, Ace? And yes, sadly. The teleportation circle was a little off schedule." As usual, Repparyn's social demeanor is near-perfect, his body language adapting to the others present to put them at their ease. Despite his appearance, he is very likeable.
Raelle sat down, waiting for Mithros to speak.
Nodding a hello at Casil, Tryko'Sam listens a bit, then chuckles between the two other's responses.
"I couldn't find the proper start point for that circle, I suppose. Or .. it threw me off, not quite sure." He chuckles a bit, following along with the joke.
Listening to Casil speak of Tybalt, he seems a bit confused, "Tybalt doesn't strike me as a hater, unless he's a sneak about it. Hope he isn't, that'd suck. I think it's open to anyone just wanting to unwind, plus-- hell, party, that's how people bond, right?"
Tryko'Sam also appears to have a fairly high charisma, and an strong sort of self-confidence about him.
With arms folded on his chest, he nods at Repp and says, "Yeah, all hooked or plugged in, as it were. That guy was kind of .. robotic though, if you ask me. Whatever." He shrugs it off after a moment.
"I'm just learning the lay of the land right now, so I guess I'll be going since I interrupted here. Ciao." He waves and starts walking off.
"Nice meeting you, Casil. Peace."
"Long story, lets just say I did something rather bad to him, but it wasn't my fault, and leave it at that?"
"I hadn't realized how large the group had gotten." Oneiro admits, shrugging. "It's my own fault. Given the region, I think only five or six people should go, which means four or five others besides me. I definitely want Jeran to go. He was there for the first expedition."
Bradley had spent the entire afternoon trying to chase down the psionics teacher. With a couple of predictable detours to the infirmary. One for a fall down the stairs and another because he walked into some sort of magical trap meant for a lesson. But he still kept just missing the person he was trying to talk to. It was frustrating. And of course the more frustrated he got the more bad things happened.
"I hadn't realized how large the group had gotten." Oneiro admits, shrugging. "It's my own fault. Given the region, I think only five or six people should go, which means four or five others besides me. I definitely want Jeran to go. He was there for the first expedition."
"Yeah, that matches what Tyrrin told me. Okay so you Jeran and who else? It's your expedition so you should get to pick."
Dave stands there listening intently.
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"Well, Tyrrin is a Seer, so she'd be a big help. That means you or Ghalen are going to come, right? That's four... Tybalt, just what all can you do with ice and snow?"
Johnny is in a bar with five local harhoos playing poker,
"Virtually anything." He taps the table with an index claw and a two tone drawing of Oneiro frosts over the table. "Withing reason of course. I can certainly keep a silly old snowstorm off a hiking group." :)
Bradley had spent the entire afternoon trying to chase down the psionics teacher. With a couple of predictable detours to the infirmary. One for a fall down the stairs and another because he walked into some sort of magical trap meant for a lesson. But he still kept just missing the person he was trying to talk to. It was frustrating. And of course the more frustrated he got the more bad things happened.
While Bradley was walking along, at one point, he was passing where a window showing the outdoors beyond the school grounds lay, on on the windowsill, ahead of him, a pigeon flew down from a set of nearby trees, cooing.
He would probably notice, as the pigeon paced a few steps, that it had wrapped around one of it's ankles, an adorable scroll, tied off with some bits of twine, or plant.
If he sought to approach it, it would sit there, tame like, waiting.
"I... no Zilla-chan. I don't really understand. Is it kind of like marriage? I've been to a wedding before. I don't... I don't think I know what you mean by 'crush'. I know what that word means, but it doesn't make sense in this..." she trails off, looking to the side. "Hew-kun wa watashi o suki desu ka?" [i]she says quietly and mostly to herself, obviously lost in thought.
"So you have been thinking about Hew. I hadn't even thought of marriage. Oh wow I need a body so I can be a brides maid!" Zilla smiles at Midori telling her she was only kidding, kind of. "You don't have to get married that fast. Have fun first." Midori could tell Zilla was enjoying there conversation.
"Triesdan, Dave, what are you capable of?"
"I am imune to extremes of heat and cold, even the elemental plane of fire feels good to me. I am similarially immune to the cold, my fire magic even affects those normally resistant or immune to fire, I specilize in curses, and I can fly very fast, I am also made of solid diamond and can turn my arm into a sword, I am very durable, can not be poisoned, and can resist most magic oh, I also regenerate"
"I think he meant what you can contribute to the group. . . . "
"Well to elaborate I can carry people while flying, I can weaken any enemies we come across, and I can take a hit and hold my own in antimagic, I can function as a frontline fighter, or as magical long ranged support, i can see through illusions and wherever I go, Skeets goes. Skeets is my psicrystal, he is a psionic healer,"
"Triesdan, Dave, what are you capable of?"
I am whet can be called a .......support character, I am not very strong in spell casting but I can prevent disease and poison, heal, track, spy, cause lightning storms, create lakes, burn enemies, protect others, become immune to heat, produce shelter, use otherworldly knowledge... Many different things...." Treisdan lists softly, and Dave tyb and oneiro would probably recall those that I bound...
Dave is not going to be pointing out any good aspects of tresdian "I also have a few spells that can grant others resistance to the cold or fire, even make potions to that effect,"
Treisdan ignores Dave's 'i can do that too' and simply waits for oneiro
Tybalt raises an index finger. "Its not a one up contest. We are not 10 year olds." Tybalt intones from where his forehead rests on the table.
Renkai comes back, holding a pair of tight fitting sets of clothing
"Tybalt has a point. With all due respect, a lot of what both of you can do is similar to the others already picked and to each other. Would you like to go on the next one? There are three more after this, at least."
Melody takes the outfit
she turns her back to Kai.
moving her hair aout of the way help please? indicating some butttons on the back of her dress.
once undone the top part of her dress slipps ever so slightly as she looks back
thanks
she then steps behind the screen and changes her silhouette vissible through the fabric of the screen.
she shortly emerges ready for the duel.
she takes the rapier in hand and gives a salute.
ready to begin.
Takes a deep breath
"This is...hard for me to say, but here goes.... The kind of mental crap I've put you through since we've known each other is ridiculous. I've been a total jerk to you for nothing that you've done...there is no excuse for it. But there is a reason for it...
I dunno the best way to say this...but...you know the kind of strife the council has put on your father and mother because he snubbed a Helios, right? That is horrible enough in and of itself, and I wouldn't want to put anyone through that. It's just not fair...no one deserves it. Now imagine you're the son of a noble house, but the gal you have had the biggest crush on since, like forever, is considered a mutant or un-wed-able because of how unique...and beautiful...she is...
Now imagine seeing the object of your affection, and knowing no matter what happens, there's no win-win scenario here. You either have to forsake your family, who you love and is jsut a slave to the council's bidding as you are, to be with that person, or you do choose to be with them, and then you and all of your family become pariahs to your own people...
I guess, umm, I care alot about you, Raelle, and you're the one I've had a crush on. I think you're amazing...the smoke? That's awesome, are you kidding! But...because it would never work, I was an immature a~%+%!~ and treated you like dirt, and it was wrong. I wore a facade to cover my feelings around others, and I'm sorry.
I don't expect anything from you...I don't expect you to forgive me.
He kicks an errant stone
I told you this was heavy, and I'm a selfish jerk for unloading this on you. But, I did think you deserved to know why.
I changed the other day because my friend Jeran and my brother have been telling me that I should forget the council and live my own life...and I finally accepted that. I must seem crazy...but it was so liberating! now that the council and the Helios are finished, it's even more my life to live, and mine to spend it with whomever I choose.
So, that's pretty much it..." he awkwardly scratches his head, and looks warily at Raelle
Melody takes the outfit
she turns her back to Kai.
moving her hair aout of the way help please? indicating some butttons on the back of her dress.
once undone the top part of her dress slipps ever so slightly as she looks back
thanks
she then steps behind the screen and changes her silhouette vissible through the fabric of the screen.
she shortly emerges ready for the duel.
she takes the rapier in hand and gives a salute.
ready to begin.
Renkai's mind is indeed whirling, but Renkai also changed, he is wearing only pants...
"I am ready my dear" he says with a dagger in each hand
Bradley had spent the entire afternoon trying to chase down the psionics teacher. With a couple of predictable detours to the infirmary. One for a fall down the stairs and another because he walked into some sort of magical trap meant for a lesson. But he still kept just missing the person he was trying to talk to. It was frustrating. And of course the more frustrated he got the more bad things happened.While Bradley was walking along, at one point, he was passing where a window showing the outdoors beyond the school grounds lay, on on the windowsill, ahead of him, a pigeon flew down from a set of nearby trees, cooing.
He would probably notice, as the pigeon paced a few steps, that it had wrapped around one of it's ankles, an adorable scroll, tied off with some bits of twine, or plant.
If he sought to approach it, it would sit there, tame like, waiting.
Bradley just stood there and watched the pigeon for a little while, the frustration slipping to the back of his mind. And then he noticed that it had a note tied to its leg. He walked towards it slowly, careful not to make any sudden movements and carefully to make sure that it wouldn't spook the pigeon untied the scroll.
"Must a man reveal all of his secrets?" he asks, playfully.
"Lets just say, once you know the who, the rest falls into place."
"Why yes I did this for you. I had hoped you would enjoy the setting and the service. But hopefully more so, the company..."
The waiter returns, and opens the bottle, letting it breathe for a...
Tyrrin raises an eyebrow at that last statement. An entire bottle of wine? Well... Jaiye did encourage her to have fun. She smiles slyly, taking the glass in hand but not drinking yet. "Well, you are certainly exceeding my expectations already, Ghalen. I look forward to seeing what you have decided to prepare for our meal." Tyrrin says, just a little stiffly. She wasn't used to... being flirty, as Jaiye called it. She takes a sip of the wine.
Her eyes close in pleasure as the taste of the wine spreads through her mouth. "Oh... that is exquisite. If there is one thing I've missed above all else about home is the wine." Tyrrin looks at the glass in her hand with great satisfaction. "So, tell me Ghalen. Were you allowed hobbies at the Academy? Beyond studying and reading on history, what do you like to do with your time? Other than impressing women with your knowledge, of course."