Reroll 2 times and ignore above 61 for rerolls and add 500 gp
Jewelry (1,000 gp)
Key
Davin, a bag of coins drops at your feet, a treasure map piece in one hand with a simple iron key and in the other hand is a silver necklace with many sapphires of various sizes.
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The next morning over breakfast you solidify your plans for the day...
She looks interested but shakes her head, indicating no. Then points her thumb at Zaidel. As Zaidel mentions his want to join then she nods in agreement.
Coming into the tavern with wet clothes and leaving a trail of water behind him he heavily sits down next to Davin.
"So we are heading North? To the Winter Forest?!" He asks a bit excited, though he only picked up the conversation just now.
"Yeah Davin I got your back, though I should get some basic equipment first." He states in response to Davin's inquiry.
"What is the deal with dinner? Is it provided because I know Roland doesn't do handouts?" He asks curious though you can see the hunger in his eyes and face. A whistle appears in his hand, though not a treasure map piece.
"I think I have on more dinner paid for. Are you a Chosen?" The satyr asks the sodden weathered man who sat down next to the sorcerer.
"Ah. Davin is your name, then." the satyr adds.
"I'm Zaidel. Cleric of Cayden Caliean. Nice to meet you."
The young man stares in awe at the bag of coins, iron key, and necklace. "Heck! It would appear I'm already quite rich, and all I did was show up and be cute." He says, chuckling. He looks closely at the necklace, trying to determine if it's magickal or not.
Davin barks a laughs at Zaidel's question. "Either you're too far gone into your drink, or you're far too distracted by Mia. Cuz I told her my name about a minute ago when I first walked over here. You're not gonna be a liability on any adventures we go on, are you?"
"Hey, Davin? That was detect magic you just cast, right? Could you do me small favor..?"
Zaidel pulls out a pretty wooden figurine of a wyvern.
"Does this radiate magic? Is it magical?"
"I can do that," Jon replied, using Detect Magic on the wyvern and the other bits and pieces he'd acquired over the previous quests, like they key.
"Excellent!" He states and quickly begins eating the last dinner plate. Between bites he relays, "Yes I am a Chosen, Locke. Matthew Locke. Out of favor and looking for a new god to serve. I am Davin's Warder, a favor I owe for the one who saved me. Though I will likely be protecting most of you if we team up!"
The necklace of the Lucky Monkey is not magical.
"The wyvern is magic, but I have no idea what type," Jon said, [/b]"But they key doesn't seem to be, which is interesting."[/b] He then checked the manacles and the knife that had changed size, in the interest of seeing what was happening.
"Yes, I think I'll be bedding down also. Alone, please and thank you." he says, looking at no one in particular.
"Ah man, the necklace isn't magickal, bummer! Oh well, at least they're sapphires which as a September baby is my birthstone. Perhaps I can eventually get it enchanted, or maybe even learn to enchant it myself!"
He fishes the coin out of one of the many pockets of his jacket, and check to see if that's magickal or not.
"Yes I am a Chosen, Locke. Matthew Locke. Out of favor and looking for a new god to serve. I am Davin's Warder, a favor I owe for the one who saved me. Though I will likely be protecting most of you if we team up!"
Zaidel looks slightly apprehensive. "This may seem rude, but which god did you lose favor with? If you don't mind me asking? That may be important in the near future seeing how this party has two clerics."
"Oh, sure, I ask for group quests and we get casual public nudity," Jon said with obvious bemusement as he accepted the quests. "Just so you're all aware, if you end up doing the pond quest, I'm bi, I'm not shy and everything became giant sized, so I am now Statiscally Above Average."
"I'd suggest we do these other ones - the one in the winter forest and the one where we need to fight - as a group, though. My whole 'bard' thing seems to be all rounder, with a slight bias towards hitting things in the skull."
Considering what the others were saying, Jon nodded. "Find a missing person should always be a priority. I dunno if it's gonna be like in the Old World, where the longer they're missing the harder it becomes, but the longer they're missing the worse off they'll be. I was gonna go looking for the lady at dawn."
"So anyone who isn't tired out should agree to play Show & Tell in some guy's pond at midnight? Sounds brilliant really ... giant-sized, snack-sized, all good. I was well above average before, I'm very well above average now. Real life average, not Grindr average ..."
"I'd join", Zaidel answers, but his eye line caught an anxious Mia motioning outside. "But I think it's nearby bathtime. You two should go, though. Looks like a good night for it."
He fishes the coin out of one of the many pockets of his jacket, and check to see if that's magickal or not.
At the mention of women, a pair of commoner females giggle and stare. Once someone catches their eyes, they shyly look down.
He relents and states, "My previous god was St. Cuthbert. He may have stood against the other gods for me. Though in the end my connection was severed and imprisoned. Yeah let me fill you in on the rest. I pissed off a few gods, their Chosen died. There is little I could do, I have no healing and we ran out of potions. I was the hardiest of the pack with my Fire Regeneration. I also cursed them out when I got back alone. My previous God would not stand up against them. The other gods were Zeus, Set, and Apollo."
"A midnight swim sounds awesome! Though it would be more fun with some women, Davin you think you could sweet talk some wonderful women into it?" He exclaims and infers.
He looks at Davin and nods to the two who are giggling with a wicked grin.
"Jacen who are you calling snack size?!" He says defensively.
He relents and states, "My previous god was St. Cuthbert. He may have stood against the other gods for me. Though in the end my connection was severed and imprisoned. Yeah let me fill you in on the rest. I pissed off a few gods, their Chosen died. There is little I could do, I have no healing and we ran out of potions. I was the hardiest of the pack with my Fire Regeneration. I also cursed them out when I got back alone. My previous God would not stand up against them. The other gods were Zeus, Set, and Apollo."
"A midnight swim sounds awesome! Though it would be more fun with some women, Davin you think you could sweet talk some wonderful women into it?" He exclaims and infers.
He looks at Davin and nods to the two who are giggling with a wicked grin.
"Jacen who are you calling snack size?!" He says defensively.
"Actually no one ... yet"
The azata grins broadly"There are a lot of ways that old adage applies, you know? 'More than a mouthful ... less than a meal'"
"Sometimes a snack is exactly what you need!"
He relents and states, "My previous god was St. Cuthbert. He may have stood against the other gods for me. Though in the end my connection was severed and imprisoned. Yeah let me fill you in on the rest. I pissed off a few gods, their Chosen died. There is little I could do, I have no healing and we ran out of potions. I was the hardiest of the pack with my Fire Regeneration. I also cursed them out when I got back alone. My previous God would not stand up against them. The other gods were Zeus, Set, and Apollo."
"Wow!" Zaidel emotes from across the table. "Sorry to hear that."
"If I do remember correctly, St. Cuthbert was always about 'pulling yourself up by your bootstraps'. But I guess it would be difficult to stand up to those heavy-hitters. Glad you're alright. Hope the Universe can give you a second chance with us. Welcome, Matt."
As some members head to bed, others prepare for a night swim.
"Actually no one ... yet"
The azata grins broadly
"There are a lot of ways that old adage applies, you know? 'More than a mouthful ... less than a meal'"
"Sometimes a snack is exactly what you need!"
"That is true and sounds very explicit! Induendo!" He happily retorts.
"Yeah that is true about St. Cuthbert. I don't blame him, like you said, those are some powerful gods. Yup a new chance. The curse that was laid upon me was, 'that he shall rot and know no light until dug up by mortal man.' Ambigious as always. So I hope they won't come after me again."
He plans to wrangle up at least four females for the nights exploits. You never know if you could accomplish two or more quests at a time!
On the night walk out to the pond he would turn his attention onto one of the females and hopes the others get the hint.
The next morning he is likely sore, from the exploits from last night, finally being free from his prison, yup multiple reasons for the soreness. He would likely love on whoever is in his bed. Anyways he would get up and get dressed. Heading out to stretch, get a nice run in, and do some calisthenics.
Eventually he returns to the tavern to find the other Chosen. They are likely just finishing their meal and he offers to Roland, "I can clean this up for a breakfast plate or something?"
”It's alright, Mia. Just going to get a drink, get some fresh air, and come to bed. Promise.”
The satyr puts on some pants and grabs his tankard and leaves. Trying to 'tiptoe' now that he no longer had toes was difficult, but Zaidel tried hard not to wake any others.
Once outside The Pig's Roast, the caydenite looks up to an different night sky, with different constellations. Casting create water and enhance water consecutively, fills Zaidel's mug with a mixture of orange juice and Sprite pop. Sipping it, the satyr looks up to the starry night sky.
”Cayden. Cayden. Cayden. Cayden. Cay-den! You da man!” Zaidel spoke low to his god. ”If I could have a wish right now, I'd wish that my first day on Arcanium would be the worst day I'd ever have. If I'm not careful, I could fall in love again. I know sh|tter days are coming, but I'm glad I could just experience this moment of calm.”
Zaidel takes another sip of orange juice and Sprite.
”But Sage. What the Hell is that about? Adventuring with another cleric from an enemy faith. With a long history of aggression between you and Asmodeus. What a lovely gift to his new Dark Master than serving a caydenite on a silver platter. Still, he's a Chosen. Why he chose to be a Chosen of Asmodeus, I'll never know. Anyway, I think either his new satyr body or these Chosen are turning me bi. Cross that bridge when I get to it. I'm staring to get cold. I'm going back inside.”
The cleric turns to go back inside.
”See you at morning prayers. Good night. And thanks.”
Zaidel traces his steps back to his room to find Mia, still naked and fast asleep. The satyr smiles in the darkness before getting back under the covers.
A piece of parchment is stuck to Zaidel's door with a throwing knife.
My Chosen and soon to be Familia. I have high hopes for you. All of my temples will be your home. I await your arrival in New Faces. The sooner the better. You will likely meet Spade my ace in the hole, a Chosen who has served me for decades. I can meet you through him at one of my temples. I won't be able to meet you in person for a few months, out dealing with evil gods and their minions.
Best of Luck!
My dear cleric,
Cayden
P.S. I don't care however you swing! ;)
P.p.s Mia's curse can be lifted with certain actions, more specifically a kiss. Though once it is lifted they will be coming for her highness, be ready!
Zaidel carefully and quietly removes the missive. The satyr reads to the end, and whispers to himself, "What. The. Fu<k!"
The caydenite folds and slips the note into his pants pocket and enters.
Still, swimming was fun. And it was a good way to test out his new form.
Cayden! You kick so much a$$! The satyr thinks to himself.
”Mia. Mia. Good morning. We need to get up and start the day. We likely have a lot of walking and shopping ahead of us today.” Zaidel says quietly to the waking co-hort.
”But before we start the day, I wanna say something”, Zaidel says, looking ernestly at Mia, trying not to distact himself by dwelling on her naked body. ”I don't know actually what last night meant, but it was the greatest sex I've ever had. Hand down! Despite that, I won't expect it every night, or at all. You are my co-hort, not my slave. Your heart, your feelings and emotions are valid and will be considered. Plus, I'm familiar with the independent streak in fiery redheads, and it's futility in fighting against it. You may decide to spend an evening with one of the Chosen, or someone I don't even know, and that is your choice. You are your own woman, and I appreciate the help you have and will give me.”
Once out of bed, Zaidel kneels in a prayer stance on the floor and receives and organizes his clerical spells over the next hour. Once his daily mediation is over, Zaidel gets dressed for the day.
”Ah, Mia. I remembered. On my way back from my late night fresh air, there was a note on my door.” Zaidel takes out a folded piece of paper from his pants, while taking the throwing dagger from his other pocket and giving it to Mia. ”I'd like to read it to you.”
The caydenite reads the note in the 'It reads as follows' spoiler aloud, then waits for Mia to register the P.P.S.
”Well, you have certainly earned two new pet names; Your highness and Princess”', Zaidel smiled sympathically. ”It makes so much sense now. Despite your curse, you are an extremely capable and smart woman with so much talent to have to be reduced to begging. You wanted the protection a hero, a Chosen can offer. And I walked right into it. But that's okay”, Zaidel said with resignation.
”I know how much you want to be rid of this curse. It must be incredibly frustrating. But I think we will have to keep it for the time being, ultimately for your safety. Because I'm just a 1st-level cleric, and despite the numbers this group of Chosen has, we are not ready to any Princess-level threat, be it royal assassin or small army. So we need to work on other means of communication. Starting today, I'm gonna start practicing and learning sign language, so you don't need to write in the air for everything.”
”So, my question for you Mia, is do you want the other Chosen to know who you are and the nature of your curse, or do you wish to keep it a secret?”
After Mia's answer, both satyr and human tidy-up the room before they leave to join the others downstairs to start the day proper.
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What he really needed though was some applied physics time: vectors and applied thrust were no joke, and he was excited to find out some things.
"Hey ... Jon? May I call you Jon? I wanted to check you out, I mean, I wanted to see something ... (fuk) ... dude, to be honest, I want to find out if I can lift you. AND if I could fly with you!"
With only Locke's influence the pair of women seem unsure. One of them is more hesitant but the other wont go withour her. +1 for his diplomacy, +1 for Chosen, +1 Cha.
Roland looks at Locke and nods, saying, "Clean these and the two tables over there and I will get you a plate."
If you choose not to finish the quest there will be penalties. You have 3 hours and 2 minutes left.
He was still famished and cleaned up, eating any extra good first and took the plates to the kitchen to be cleaned. Back and forth about six times to clean up the two tables. He grabbed a rag and cleaned down all the spots too.
Sitting at one of the newly cleaned tables he eats slowly this time, enjoying the flavors! Raising his glass to Roland for the wonderful meal. "Thank you Roland my compliments to the chef!"
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”Mia. Mia. Good morning. We need to get up and start the day. We likely have a lot of walking and shopping ahead of us today.” Zaidel says quietly to the waking co-hort.
She pulls off the sheet knowing the cool air would help her get up. She goes to say something but nothing comes out.
”But before we start the day, I wanna say something”, Zaidel says, looking ernestly at Mia, trying not to distact himself by dwelling on her naked body. ”I don't know actually what last night meant, but it was the greatest sex I've ever had. Hand down! Despite that, I won't expect it every night, or at all.
She smiled at this and nodded approvingly.
You are my co-hort, not my slave. Your heart, your feelings and emotions are valid and will be considered. Plus, I'm familiar with the independent streak in fiery redheads, and it's futility in fighting against it.
She nods and obviously appreciates you words. With the last sentence about the red heads She nods in agreement. Then continues to nod at the next things.
”Well, you have certainly earned two new pet names; Your highness and Princess”', Zaidel smiled sympathically. ”It makes so much sense now. Despite your curse, you are an extremely capable and smart woman with so much talent to have to be reduced to begging. You wanted the protection a hero, a Chosen can offer. And I walked right into it. But that's okay”, Zaidel said with resignation.
”I know how much you want to be rid of this curse. It must be incredibly frustrating. But I think we will have to keep it for the time being, ultimately for your safety. Because I'm just a 1st-level cleric, and despite the numbers this group of Chosen has, we are not ready to any Princess-level threat, be it royal assassin or small army. So we need to work on other means of communication. Starting today, I'm gonna start practicing and learning sign language, so you don't need to write in the air for everything.” That will be the first rank in Linguistics I'll take when Zaidel levels: Drow or common sign language, so hopefully Zaidel and Mia can learn at the same time.
”So, my question for you Mia, is do you want the other Chosen to know who you are and the nature of your curse, or do you wish to keep it a secret?”
After Mia's answer, both satyr and human tidy-up the room before they leave to join the others downstairs to start the day proper.
She nods in agreement. She uses her glowing words and says, "It is likely the best so they can be prepared."
She stays beside Zaidel and sits with ease beside him. With Zaidel's coin breakfast is likely purchased and she eats her fill slowly.
Davin gets up from where he had just finished his dinner, and walks over to the two giggling girls. "My dear ladies, if you would be so kind as to accompany my dashing friend Matthew to the pond this evening, I would be oh so thankful. I'll even make it extra worth your while." He says, gesturing to Locke. He then digs out a pair of gold coins, giving one to each girl.
Turning to the assembled Chosen, he informs them. "I'm going to turn in for the night, as today has been a bit of a crazy day and I'm rather beat. Enjoy your midnight swim."
He then heads to the bedroom he won and spends some time examining and testing out the coin, trying to determine it's magical properties.
She stays beside Zaidel and sits with ease beside him. With Zaidel's coin breakfast is likely purchased and she eats her fill slowly.
Zaidel and Mia greet Roland and Sam in the morning, while the others are upstairs. Looking up at the menu, Zaidel begins to count on his fingers for a moment. "Let's see..9 plus 2? 3?" the cleric whispers to himself.
"Roland, how's your supply of bread this morning? I'm thinking we will need 12 portions of bread for a modest breakfast for all. Also, can I take a look at the weapons you had for sale yesterday. I know some of the others did, but I didn't. And where in town can one buy some travel supplies?"| 1 person marked this as a favorite. |
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At Jacen's initial failure, Jon suggested, "Perhaps it'll be easier when I'm dry and wearing pants? Something to grab onto, as it were."
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"In my experience, pants are rarely the answer ... although I am willing to be wrong. No, in this case, I think magic is the answer. I think if I am supposed to fulfill my dreams, and my quests, I am supposed to be a better sorcerer. Because if I could Levitate you, I could fly with you. Problem solved. Stay ready .."
The Azata looks QUITE fierce now that he is determined and has a plan.
Roland looks at Zaidel with concern, he offers, "There is no real place to buy traveling supplies, though you might get some in the next town. I have a few things in stock. Yes here are my weapons." He points to the weapons on the wall behind him.
Zaidel nods with comprehension. "I see. If all goes well, you'll see more of my coin today, Roland. We'll just wait for the others to come in for breakfast. Thank you."
The cleric turns to Mia as both examine the wall weaponry. "Those all look so high-quality. I may be able to afford one of these weapons for one of the other Chosen, but not as many as I would like. Oh well. Like I said, we'll wait for the others to show." Zaidel takes out his smartphone and powers it up. "Don't mind me, I'm just gonna work on something on my phone."
The cleric smiles wide at the help offered by the bronze wyrmling.
"WHAT?!" Zaidel said in mock horror. "Take something from a dragon's hoard! Are you insane!!"
The satyr chuckled. "In honesty, Jean, thank you very much for the offer, but I got this. I wouldn't be earning my title as 'The Benevolent' if I didn't. I mean, we're adventurers: we could make that money back in other ways. We just need to identify who has the greatest need for a weapon."
The cleric smiles wide at the help offered by the bronze wyrmling.
"WHAT?!" Zaidel said in mock horror. "Take something from a dragon's hoard! Are you insane!!"The satyr chuckled. "In honesty, Jean, thank you very much for the offer, but I got this. I wouldn't be earning my title as 'The Benevolent' if I didn't. I mean, we're adventurers: we could make that money back in other ways. We just need to identify who has the greatest need for a weapon."
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O M G that's true! Jean will never grow unless he amasses a hoard! You are SO good Zai, gods what a mind! Like a steel trap!
(and those thighs ...)
"Ah! Good morning, Jacen!" Zaidel grins as the bralani arrived. "How was the late night swim?"
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Niversal wakes up having missed all the night shenanigans and sends a small thought of love to his wife from another life before he died and he gets up and washes off and then hops back in the construct after cleaning it as well and then finds a clean table and cleans his weapons starting before sunrise and before some of the chosen have found sleep and then coming to breakfast among the first to arrive. good morning sir. Coffee please?
"Ah! Good morning, Jacen!" Zaidel grins as the bralani arrived. "How was the late night swim?"
"Well ... refreshing for sure. Enlightening too. I need to work on my magic. OH! That said, do you know how much you weigh?"
After determining the properties of the coin, Davin turns his attention to the key he got.
He then spends the rest of his waking hours counting the coins in the bag he received.
The next morning, Davin sleeps in a bit late, then lazily makes his way to the common room. "What's for breakfast?" He asks whomever is around to take his order.
"Well ... refreshing for sure. Enlightening too. I need to work on my magic. OH! That said, do you know how much you weigh?"
The satyr looked puzzled. "Well, I. I really don't know. That's a good question. I'm far thinner than my original form, but my satyr legs are far more dense and muscular than my human legs were."