Once settled down more she replies, "Hello Lover! You mind filling my cask with whiskey? Maybe top off a few others before running off again, leaving me here all by my self..." It's weird with her taking on that demeanor.
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A sensuous voice replies almost a whisper but all can hear it as her message spell encompasses most in the inn, "Yes and you are Zaidel the Graceful."
Pulling down her hood the darkness abates.
The strikingly beautiful woman is slim and athletic, her hair glittering with some kind of particles, making the raven black locks look like the sky. She wears a revealing purple tank top, blue denim shorts frayed at the bottom, and purple knee high boots, all with accents of red beads. She also wears a black cloak that looks like a starry night.
Yes she looks well ..., suppose to look that way.
On her belt there is a pistol of some sort and several objects looking like flash lights.
"And I" Stratton says with a bow "am Stratton, no titling needed."
He smiles at the shrouded woman. Then at Shartash "Hi there, Shartash, how's business?"
She gives Stratton a toothy grin and stares in a friendly manner, "business has been great, many more people have been coming through!"
Stratton's smile broadens "Yes, took this form to honor my past life wife's memory. I do have a phone, just charged it this morning, but it won't last forever. Tried wishing a battery that would last forever and got a building-sized block. Monkey Paws." Stratton takes out his phone, assuming Jellena wants it for something, holding it out for her. "I guess that was your wish ability. Maybe you could teach me to use it more responsibly when you get the chance." he blushes a bit with the realization.
She calmly states, "Your manors and lands will not worsen for lack of attention in the near future. They will be there when you return. We look forward in seeing you in the future. If there isn't anything else my man will escort you out."
You finish your hot or cold beverage and soon get escorted out.
Zaidel takes a look at the deed to his new manor. It was called Equinox Manor. According to the paperwork, the manor was owned by Lord George Allen. Lord Allen was a fish merchant during Owl Port's heyday. But it was his wife, Lady Sophia Allen, who was more interesting. Despite her social status, Lady Allen would spend her days gathering mushrooms and herbs in the nearby forest and hillsides of Owl Port. It eventually became public knowledge that Lady Allen became a druid. Some say, Lady Allen cultivated fey relationships with the nearby fairy population. Some even claimed the fey, through Lady Allen, assisted her husband in getting massive catches of fish from the lake.
Then, after a successful summer season, both Lord and Lady Allen disappeared suddenly. The various servants eventually left Equinox Manor, because there was no one to pay them. Most town gossip says Lady Allen took Lord Allen into Queen Titania's fey realm, and lives with her husband, as immortal guest of the fairies."Oh! That's nice!" Zaidel smiled to himself.
Once settled down more she replies, "Hello Lover! You mind filling my cask with whiskey? Maybe top off a few others before running off again, leaving me here all by my self..." It's weird with her taking on that demeanor.
Zaidel pleasantly smiled at the half-orc. "With such a lovely request, how can I say no. I will do my due diligence and get that done for you sometime today. Likely, after our business with the Mistressian." The cleric is preplexed by Shatash's new attitude, but he likes it!!
A sensuous voice replies almost a whisper but all can hear it as her message spell encompasses most in the inn, "Yes and you are Zaidel the Graceful."
Zaidel smiled. "I try to achieve gracefulness, but sometimes I fall short. Thank you for see us, Jellena. Lady Narcise is awaiting your arrival at her mayoral manor."
Stratton takes out his phone, assuming Jellena wants it for something, holding it out for her. "I guess that was your wish ability. Maybe you could teach me to use it more responsibly when you get the chance." He blushes a bit with the realization.
"Yes, please. Could you tell us more about the ritual you wish to perform on or with us?"
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She asks, "Stratton do you want it updated? I can connect it to the Mistress's global network. Yeah infinite power is not the way to go. I changed it so that it would feed off of mana crystals or the latent mana that I store. Yeah Monkey Paws are indeed in your future with the ability unless you can get it grounded in many ways. Presently you likely are gaining the chaos magic to empower your wishes. Also I could help you with the wording of your wishes. You need to be very specific."
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Her focus changes so that only your group can hear her whispered words, "Interesting... well first I have to ask some questions. Am I joining you upon your quest? Who would you want to be your patron for the wish? Cayden likely. There are other requirements to the ability, I have to take life everyday and offer its blood for my wish to be fueled. I am sure we can adjust it as you wish to fit your own predilections. What did you have in mind?"
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"Just Jean the dragon?"
Her focus changes so that only your group can hear her whispered words, "Interesting... well first I have to ask some questions. Am I joining you upon your quest? Who would you want to be your patron for the wish? Cayden likely. There are other requirements to the ability, I have to take life everyday and offer its blood for my wish to be fueled. I am sure we can adjust it as you wish to fit your own predilections. What did you have in mind?"
Zaidel and the others quickly join Jellena's table to hear her better.
"Yes. Connecting the wish ability to Cayden would be idea. No offense, to your Dark Mistress. Could we have it that Chosen familia members gain the ability to wish once a day, after having a strong drink, and toasting Cayden Cailean?" The satyr whispered.|
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Her voice becomes more methodical as she thinks out loud with you, "Without Monkey Paw madness on your hands... no. You would have to be drinking poison... I guess some alcohol... no all alcohol is poison. We just enjoy the ramifications and choose to continue to imbibed. You are familiar with curses, correct?"
Zaidel frowned. "Sadly, yes."
"Sure, I would love for the phone to be upgraded, especially if we can get it running off my 'personal mana' or the like." Stratton says. "Chaos magic. Yeah, I thought it may be something like that. Pity. I'm not particularly keen on taking on curses in exchange for wishes. Nor am directly a Chosen of any god at present, so I wouldn't likely want to mitigate things that way."
"If you have free time, for myself, I'd enjoy you company along the road, and maybe you could also help me with the reason for accepting the quest in the first place." he draws Lady Black "She would like a different, preferably humanoid and mobile, body."
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She looks to be slightly let down but begins to relay information that comes to mind, "Now it seems you have not been Chosen for long. As curses are frequently upon items from the random loot boxes. Where shall I start? Most wishes are tied into the magic used for a wish. More often with magical items. Most common curses are a requirement or drawback to use said magical item. Your terminology of the wish and source of the power are the highest factors involved. So what else can I offer?"
In response to Stratton she states, "I do have the time. The reason? More power. Golden Quests are by far the rarest. Oh I have some experience with that but the expert I know on such processes would be... Delman Vortani."
Zaidel looked confused. "If we can still have Cayden Cailean the source of our daily wishes, I would like that", the cleric explained. "But it would make more sense the prerequisitory act of the wish be lionked to said Divine Source."
"Now Cayden's Areas of Concern are Ale, Bravery, Freedom, and Wine. His Domains are Chaos, Charm, Good, Strength, and Travel. With Azata, Competition, Exploration, Ferocity, Love, Lust, Resolve being his Subdomains. Can't we perform a prerequisitory act from these themes, to gain the same access to wish that you enjoy, Jellena?"
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Zaidel looked confused. "If we can still have Cayden Cailean the source of our daily wishes, I would like that", the cleric explained. "But it would make more sense the prerequisitory act of the wish be lionked to said Divine Source."
"Now Cayden's Areas of Concern are Ale, Bravery, Freedom, and Wine. His Domains are Chaos, Charm, Good, Strength, and Travel. With Azata, Competition, Exploration, Ferocity, Love, Lust, Resolve being his Subdomains. Can't we perform a prerequisitory act from these themes, to gain the same access to wish that you enjoy, Jellena?"
She relays as she replies with an analytical air, "It would be a personal choice and knowing Cayden likely a game of drinking would be involved. You each may choose a different patron or matron. I am not sure what the ritual would involve though the areas of concern with the patron would be good routes to take. The ritual would take about five hours assuming you have the blessing. If you choose a different patron that is fine and that would have to be a separate ritual."
In regards to Jean's comment she states, "If you stay within the parameters of the wish spell there should be no problems."
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"Thank you for your knowledge in this matter, Jellena. I'm sure we all have our own measurement of such a mixed blessing. If nothing else, I think my eyes have been opened to the need to speak with someone if possible before intruding upon their gift with my assumptions." Stratton bows with gratitude.
"So. I definitely makes sense to get Cayden's blessing for the ritual. I get it."
"If you can stand our presence much longer, there is much to do for a Mistressian. Several abandoned manors have been overrun by vampiric squatters. Aeria Gloris was planning on addressing the issue after the ritual work, but if you wish to offer your expertise, who am I to say no?"
Zaidel slaps his forehead comically. "But I remembered, you already have a social appointment with our Lady Narcise. My apologies. But, at least you now know the local landscape a little better." The satyr cautiously looks around, seeing if anyone else in the tavern heard what he said.
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She looks at Zaidel a bit puzzled then realizes the missing piece, "I already have met with Lady Narcise. We are all caught up. I can work on your rituals and help with any events especially if cleaning up undead. Though I am here to pick up the Myth Quest. Also to adventure with you until it is complete. Where are your other allies?"
Zaidel blinked, pleased the gorgeous high priestess would be joining them for a time. "They are back at The Spire. Which is currently parked in the middle of Owl Port Lake. If our business here is concluded, I need to assist the tavern owner, then I'll join you back at the Spire. Jean and Stratton will escort you, I'm sure."
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Jellena nods with a wry smile, she gives the halforc a strong clasping of hands over the bar before exiting with Jean and Stratton. To Shartash she states, "Be well and don't be too hard on him! I am sure he can take it though." Before leaving she blows a kiss back to no one in particular but most think it was for them.
Jellena, Jean, Stratton and Krazok head back to the Spire as Zaidel deals with the owner of the tavern.
As they leave the tavern he asks, "I thought we were heading towards my domain?"
Zaidel leans in to Shatash, speaking low. "Bring the bottles you need help refilling to the back. I don't want the public to see them. Besides, I have news to share."
"Sure, Zaidel seems to have been confused by Jellena's question about our other allies. They seem to have their hands full, Jellena and aren't likely to accompany us on this part of the journey without delaying things unduly." Stratton says, trying to refocus towards Krazok's quest. "So we'll just have to let him know we're setting off without a spire stop off unless he needs something there when he's done with the lady."
Of course, depending on what services he provides, that could take awhile.
He nods and offers his left hand for a shake as his right holds the massive great axe. "Greetings and what will you be bringing to the group exactly in skills?"
With a step back and a swing of his axe he switches hands and offers his right hand clasping hers. He states, "Sorry I like to hold it with my dominate hand." He gives a toothy grin appearing to agree with her words.
Zaidel walks to the one of the backrooms of The Owl Port Tavern . The satyr spreads out his official paperwork and set of keys for Equinox Manor. The half-orc tavern owner brings back several mostly empty bottles and a few clean empty ones. Zaidel does his best to refill the contents according to Shatash's wishes.
Once done, Zaidel creates two rich-bodied ales for himself and Shatash to enjoy. "Yup. I'm officially a 'Sir'. A noble knight of Owl Port. Once I get Equinox Manor up and running, that's where I'll hang my leather thong. hehe."
The cleric's tone changes. "Shatash. I want it to be known that I'm a healer, and those in the community who are sick or injured to come to me for healing. I plan on making one room in the manor a patient room. And..since I'm a cleric of Cayden Cailean, I'll be hanging out in the tavern, catering to the spiritual welfare of the town. So you'll definitely be seeing me around more. If allowed, I'd like to perform a caydenite blessing on the bar. And maybe convince you to hang up a holy symbol of Cayden Cailean on one of the bar walls."
"Now", Zaidel goes on. "Refilling your bottles once in a while is fine, but I don't want you to rely on me for your stock. I will not take food out of the mouths of hard-working brewers and vintners, especially any locals."
Zaidel takes a hearty sip of ale. "So, I'll be questing some, but Owl Port is where I'll come back home to." The satyr waited to hear Shatash's response.
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"How am I being unfriendly. At least I shook his hand as opposed to think he is a filthy beast... man. Who was going to tell Zaidel?"
She seems sincere in her intent even if the words are harsh.
She was obviously disgusted when he offered his left hand. She seems accepting of other races, you believe the racist slant was intended for others she knows.
She skips along and asks about those who skip with her.
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"I think he knows that we are sticking to one thing at a time. I swear, every time we turn around there are three new quests. If we don't focus on creating a to do list we will complete any of our tasks. It's wild!" Jean says. He will try and skip along with Jellena, but finds it hard to do with four legs and a dragon's natural dexterity.
The half orc smiles at the saytr as she states, egging him on a bit, "Ohhh how official my liege."
Getting a bit more serious she nods in agreement. She offers, "I don't think there has been a proper cleric ever in Owl Port, at least one that has stayed longer than a few nights. I will make sure to tell folks to go to you for healing."
Her eyes light up and states, "I sure hope I will see more of you!"
Seriously again she agrees, "Yes a blessing would be welcome, also feel free to add some holy symbols. I will commission a few from the local carpenters."
A bit in mock exasperation she huffs before whining, "But Zaidel you make the best... we don't have any local brewers or Vin ta ters." The last word slowed down as she is not familiar with it.
She whines a bit more with a playful look, "But you were just away stay a while and take care of me." She punches your shoulder and states in a playful manner, "No worries Bub, I know you will be coming back!"
Zaidel smiles coyly at Shatash. The satyr pulls the half-orc onto his lap, holding her close.
"What has come over you, my dear Shatash?" Zaidel gently carcasses his finger against her strong jawline. "Your demeanor has changed. Has Distance truly made The Heart grow fonder?"
The bardic cleric gives Shatash a kiss on her cheek. "Lady Narcise made a suggestion of starting a brewery, using my powers. But I worry about the implications. But if what you say is true, I would not be taking money away from local brewers. What do you think?"
Zaidel begins to kiss Shatash's neck.
She gladly is pulled onto his lap and gets real close to his face. "You ... ahhh... mmmmm..." She states frazzled and without words so close to Zaidel.
She is enjoying the affection. Then gives a weak, "Mmmhmmm..."
Zaidel sigh, and whispers into the half-orc's ear. "Clearly, you're in no state to have a reasonable conversation. I guess we're talk after."
The satyr kisses Shatash on the mouth, as his hand roams the tavern owner's nether regions.
From her bed she watches Zaidel get dressed, she states, "I expect the same treatment when you get back! Now quickly catch up with your group!"
"As long as you're receptive, expect the treatment, just in different ways", Zaidel smiled as he leaned down to kiss the tavern owner. "I'm likely gonna need some bottles. Could you please look into cost and shipping for me, please?"
Zaidel galloped out of the door and out into Owl Port, on his return to The Spire.
She slyly states, "Of course darling." She lies back down into bed resting. Thinking to herself as she rubbed her belly, 'I wonder what it will be?'
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As Zaidel gallops to the front door one of the waitresses shrieks and chases you down. You likely let her catch her breath and she states, "A message for you Zaidel. From your friend, 'We are heading North West with Krazok see you soon.'"
As Zaidel gallops to the front door one of the waitresses shrieks and chases you down. You likely let her catch her breath and she states, "A message for you Zaidel. From your friend, 'We are heading Northwest with Krazok see you soon.'"
The satyr stops and listens to the excited woman. "Thank you very much", Zaidel winked. "I appreciate that. Remind me I owe you a drink!"
Checking the position of the sun and what time of day it is, Zaidel heads toward what he believes to be Northwest.
Stratton keeps pace with the dragon(s) and Jalena, but skips the skipping part. He nods as Jean lists off the quests. "Now that we go Matthew back, I think that's the major strokes of our to-do lists. That and our daily quests each day, which do tie up some time of their own."