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The blade begins to burn with a blue flame giving off the effect of a torch.


Einar's first sword transforms into a small dragon who states, "My eyes will watch as well, for my master and his companions..."

It cautiously goes over to Jellena at her summons and sniffs her hand before letting her pet it, enjoying it like a cat, purring and rubbing against her. Still watching just not very effectively.


The little dragon likes the attention and purrs. "Well we did do good last night, otherwise Einar would be a pancake right now."


Einar "The Quickblade" wrote:

Staring at the dragons as they return his confused stare, he idly runs his hand through his hair. "Should have guessed you were hungry. So..." the newly reborn swordsman points to the more fishlike of the two, a dragon the color of seawater. "If you can understand me, what's your name?" Turning to the other dragon, a small emerald beast, the boy smiles. "Same for you. Since you're stuck with me the name is Einar."

"Greetings Einar, I am Bazizz, psuedodragon at your service... though I would prefer if you serve us!" He indicates pointing at the food. When others enter the kitchen he quickly finds himself on Einar's shoulder or hiding.


Bazizz laughs, falls off Bishnu and rolls on the ground clenching his belly as he continues to laugh!


The little dragon laughs. Telepathically speaking to Bishnu ::"You knew I was there, you just never checked on me. It's a good thing only your front got hit!::


"Bishnu you don't got much to eat in here. Oh hello pretty ladies!" Says a little blue black dragon that comes out of Bishnu's pack.

No more rations in there Bishnu!


Aannra:
Compilation? do you mean compulsion effect? No you don't think so, from your memory she looks to be a prostitute.

To Aannra, ::"I drink but not that burning stuff, it tastes horrible. I would prefer milk or juice, or something sweet."::


The Bar:
Bazizz catches the pretzel and munches it down. Content to eat, eat, get some attention, then eat some more.

The bartender shakes her head, "No rice wine. We do have a nice hard cider, perhaps it will be to your liking, 2 sp a cup." She produces a clay jug and pours a mug of strong smelling fruit, like apple, with the distinct smell of alcohol. "Sorry rice and most staples would grow here on Pandora, though the natural vegetation is so aggressive it would never thrive if not survive."


The Drop:

He looks at you hurt and his eyes seem to take on the innocent big kitten eyes. "Who me?" 1d20 + 17 ⇒ (4) + 17 = 21 Bluff check. "I would never hurt my new friends, you are so motley."


The Drop:
Bazizz looks a bit nervous after Velden says that and flies up hovering between the group. (Bishnu and Aannra) ::"Does a god look at you and throw things at you?"::


Aannra:
Looking over the two cases, you can tell they have combination locks that will take time to open unless you use force to smash off the locks. Hoping that there is not an explosive attached to them either way.

The Drop:
Bazizz speaks to all of you, ::"Well there is more crocs nearby in the water, more insects if you head directly to the town but if you climb along the trees you can get to the town safely enough. Nothing up here but the occasional Rakk. Oh oh oh! I like that! I will definitely keep you! (Velden) What is your name?"::


The Drop:

The PD, flies down and takes small bites of each different parts of the MREs. ::"Well they taste better than a lot of things on Pandora, though I am not for sure if I would use the word Tastey on those two but this tastes close to the sweet, not as good but much better than the other two. Yes my presence in needed in your merry little group."::
He finishes the brownie then flies up onto Velden's shoulder. ::"I am Bazizz, you may call me your majesty, emporer, or Sir Bazizz."::


The Drop:
The little PD looks up at Aannra with a sparkle in its eye.

The PD speaks to all of you in your minds, ::"You would like me along, shineys and food that I would not have to gather myself!?! Sounds like a great deal for me!"::


Bazizz gleefully looks up at the woman, "Hi! You are Reinn?" Soon after he runs over to the food, climbs a stool and eats the food quickly.


"That will be easily done Large One, I will not warn them, and in exchange when you do meet them, tell them Kitara sends her regards before you crush them." She nods and skirts away.

"Thank you Derrus, that is all. Oh on our way back I need to grab a few things from the hag's house, I think they will help me get stronger." Bazizz starts talking almost ashamed, then perks up as he continues to talk, likely of dark magic.


"Kitara, Kitara, he just wants to speak with you!" Bazizz yells, then he whispers to Derrus, "You should put down your weapon in good faith, I know your hands can be adequate if needed."


It was a supernatural ability, not a spell, as opposed to the wall she created.

"He, he, he, another one bites the dust! ... She is one of the shadows, she does not like the other city as much as we do, she was put out for dealing with dark magics. I doubt you could catch her, but maybe you can parlay and have her help us."


"Look Derrus fortune smiles on us the boys that tormented me have gone off that way, do you see them?" Bazizz says eagerly, pointing off to the right.

DM notes:
Bazizz will want to collect his hag mother's head and necklace, also a few other items in her hovel including her book of rituals. A low level witch, but a witch nontheless. He will want to take the ritual 'flesh of my flesh make me strong'. With not just his mothers flesh but that of Derrus and Barackus.


That might work, once you are up to her, you prepare to attack her. Bazizz screams, NO! Though it is too late as you swing at her. Shadow tendrils form from her shadow and that of a nearby bush and envelope her in an instant. She is now 60 feet from you. She does some somatics with her hands and a wall of shadow emerges blocking her and the children from your view, it is about 80 feet long and 30 feet high, tapering down after the 80 feet.

Not the only one who has truely taken care of me Bazizz says.


"Derrus, there is two more boys that must pay, they must be off at the watering hole to the East." Bazizz relays nonchalantly.

At the mention of his boys, one of the men in the group still in the center of their village, drops to the floor and begs, "Please don't kill my boys, they didn't know better, kill me instead."


"You should have treated different ones better, especially when they are your betters." He says to the last boy. Derrus you think that your presence if not your aura is feeding into the boy.


Just at your utterance of his name and the boys knowing they are doomed they run! There is four of them they try to flee.

"The ones who flee! Get them Derrus!"


Chandras puts his arms up in deference and nods his head.

"Oh look most of the families are out in file, we should be able to find some of the boys there!" Bazizz says gleefully.
You think the boy is being genuine in thoughts and words.