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"Pfft, Fate Smate, you, my friend, should strive to find a pretty lass, raise a large family, and retire a respectable Gran of dozens of humans! It'll be great! Do your name proud, Rabbit!' She giggles as she can see the big guy with some smaller lass, and then dozens of kids running amok!
"None taken" She says with a smile. "Also, you obviously don't have a lot of Halfling friends, Hans. We open up more to those we trust." Esme is in a better mood now that she has survived. "Also, Old Age is a great goal! in a Room filled with family and friends! I hope to have that with lots of my own creations, overseeing a firearms empire! "Lastly, if you think about it, even a dwarf is a short-lived race to an elf. So all in all, if Lin stays alive, she'll personally carry our memory far past when our flickering flame goes out." came the last profound words of the tiny lass.
Esme laughs. " My Gran used to say us Halflings are great at three things, Farming, Food and F@%king! So you are right. I myself am a decent cook, a ingenious lover, but suck at farming!" She laughs a bit more as she looks at Carrot. "Let them stare. Max can deal with the eyes! He can ply his trade. "She does a bit of a spin and is a giddy as a child. This was good news.
"Don't worry, Lady Lin, My Da used to work for one of these types of establishments. If they were anything like my Pa's then we'll be treated fairly!" Esme smiles. ' Hopefully they have decent food!"
"Thank the gods" Esme says as she looks at the others. "my tiny legs hurt and my belly rumbles!" Esme states a bit excitedly.
"Well, if I am allowed to get back to Aldorf, get back into some classes, I can continue my education and get to making those prototypes." She smiles though " Maybe he can sing as he soars! Or Yodelling" She laughs then looks at Kardin. " So Kardin, it was Kardin, right? You, our Elven Swordswoman, and the Big guy are obviously the fighting type. Also a Priest, a Wizard, an Engineer and Max" She eyes the other halfling with a bit of caution. "Sorry, he reminds me of Filo, my second cousin twice removed. Stole my toy gun, my da gave me! Broke it too. I gave him a thrashing. Heard he is Dung Collector! Serves him right! Made me get in trouble with my Da when I took apart his blunderbuss! then we had to pay to get it repaired..."Esme then sighs. "Still, we need to get back, outta these cursed woods and into civilization. Can't revolutionize guns without a bit more education and experience!..Then we can see about firing Max out of a cannon!" " Expoldia-ye-ho!"
" With or without gunpowder?" Esme asks as she does a few stretches her father taught her, when you had to sit down or sleep on the road. " Though a carrier bundle with a metal sheet structure. and you throw it like those stones, spinning around and then releasing...." She shakes her head. "Better to have a plate in a cannon and then send him flying!" She smiles up at the man. "And call me Esme!" she says, walking up to slap the backside of the guard.
I can read Classical, Mootish and Reikspiel what about you all
Its hard to tell when all you see is asses and elbows
is that a short joke
Finally, I'm not the only one who can read!
A Playdough sword
Esme stretches and yawns. She gets up and begins to smooth out her skirts and checks her hair. As she does, she rubs her eyes and looks around. "I suppose coffee and sausage quiche is out of the question". She says groggily
Gold, White or Blue sound cool. I personally like Amethyst wind. But thats me.
I want her to achieve her goals!!! Master her Engineering and then go into Merchant to sell her new easier to use firearms
"I have a hidden talent too, well, not so hidden." She says, looking at a pile.
"I can cook. My family is renowned for our pies" She says, continuing to look over the remains as if a soldier inspecting his weapons or a commander his troops. 'Oddly enough, a touch of gunpowder in a chili pie is a fun time!"
+3 to Balliztic Attack to make all my requirements for tier 2, now just the 100xp for that. Also took +2 to Lore(Engineering)
" Architecture is a part od my training, though I seek to make firearms! To improve them!!!" she says almost gleefully skipping as she talked about firearms. " Think about a hammer striker instead of a match or spring wheel!" she looks about at the buildings looking for anything viable. " With smooth bore barrels! Should be a smooth fast shot. Less issue with rain and water. Also cheaper than the noble wheellock"[/bp she turns and mimics firing a firearm. [B]" Though my body isnt recoil friendly"
So I have +2 to BS and I think I just need items and the XP to level. Or am I wrong? Yeah just need to add +2 to BS just +3 as I have bwside the BS Dex and Int the advancements purchased. Okay
" I know that it was the only one intact. Does not mean its the only one uninhabitable." She begins to look about. " With the corner intact, we could slip in and see how much free space we have to be partially sheltered enough to build a fire" she sighs. " Plus if materials are decent we can use ir to reinforce rhe lean to that is left" she says confidently. Enough to place her hands on her hips and holds her head high.
So I have +2 to BS and I think I just need items and the XP to level. Or am I wrong?
"Look, I'm not one for fighting, but I do know now without fire and a good place to hide we are gonna be sticking out like a sore thumb, or worse, get attacked. I say we try to find a place to lay low and maybe more defensible?" She says smaller than everyone. Her dagger was out and at the ready, but trembling.
Esme waits, dagger drawn. Her book and papers were put away. She looked about, sticking close to the more combat veterans of the group.
"Well, that worked better than I thought. Though now we need to fight the goblins" She says as she draws her dagger again.
-2SL -6 SL Esme rushes in to supposedly stop Max, but pushes him aside.
"If we bring down this wall from inside we may collapse the house on whatever this thing is" Esme says as she slips her dagger back into her belt. +0SL?
Esme begins to think about this building and the place's overall design. that is -4SL as I have a 41 Lore Engineering. Esme begins to work out a plan, possibly dropping the building on the creature.
-3SL Esme tentatively gets up and moves up to try to take a look. She really didn't want to, but everyone else seemed so locked in watching, she followed suit.
She moves slipping her book back into her sling bag. She draws her dagger, but slips to a defensible position. She was not a fighter. In fact she was only really good with firearms.
" Arthophage. Sentient creature eating sentient creature is an Arthophage. Cannibals only eat there own kind. Or so Khaldun Stoneheart some of Khalor Stoneheart talked about in his field manuals about rapid military engineering treatise. Was against Greenskins. They were eating dwarves. The School Sage noted the word more appropriate than Cannibal in the margins" Esme added not looking up from her book.
Esme continues to read, this time almost burying her head in the book.
37 so SL is 6 over
Esme, waits back to rhe wall sitting. It was a good defensible spot. If enough light from the fore she will read more of her book. The Basics of Enfineering.
Esme finds s good spot. She sits down and pulls her dagger. She makes sure its a corner near a sturdy walls.
Esme blinks and nods."Right, sorry, I am nervous. Never been in this heightened tension. I mean, all I have is a dagger. I'd rather have a gun!"
" Hmmm. True though loose powder doesn't explode. Also if you pack too tight. Your weapon will 3xplode!" she says with a laugh. " Wait guards can read? I just thought you all had risen up clerks to do the paperwork while the rest roast us poor halflingd!" She says crunching her face in consternation. " Not you. And we do seem to not have the best track record with authorities and laws. I wanted one apple and I was dressed down and negated for just taking it. Like you put it out there for anyone to have how was I supposed to know it costs something! Humans I swear" She says as she sighs. The odd halfling lass who dreamed of guns and stuffed buns
'Homework, yeah, not a fan." She says as she chuckles. "At least my Classical teacher's homework was awful"She then sat and began to speak. "First was the simple machines. Lever, Inclined plane, Pulley, Wheel and axle, screw, Wedge. Add in some basics of structures like A frames, Braces, etc. It's long and complicated, most of the good stuff is in Dwarf. I have to deal with the classical translations. However, I seek to make firearms that are more reliable than the matchlock, and cheaper than the wheellock. Think about the revolution to the military having more reliable and trustworthy firearms that can work in the rain. I know it will BE HUGE! and Me Esme, will have made them! Esmes' Arms and Buns, Get your Guns, Powder and Buns!!!" She says with glee.
Esme tugs on Hans's sleeve and cocks her eyebrow."I know I'm short, but I was asking you about the Book!, I got my Engineering Basics book! whats it about?" Then she hears about magic and sighs. She shifts her dagger and is ready to draw it. though looks for places to hide.
37 Esme helps the robed man gather wood. "Are you a student too? I see a book. I have one on Engineering fundamentals" Esme says to the tall man, wondering what he was studying.
31 -2SL Esme looks about disinterested. She would need to take notes.For which she would need a fire. Most of the wood here would suffice. Tinder would need be made. "A fire would still be nice, we are wet and it is cold." She says a bit ready to get out of these backwoods and into someplace more civilized.
"Yeah, a fire would be great. Though a fire and some of grans' pie and a stiff drink would be better!" The halfling said as she checked her book and papers. She really should jot down the designs she thought of for the braces and crossboards. Not revolutionary, but also ease her mind. As she thought, she gathered the bits she discarded as not suitable and began to move them over by the fireplace. She wasn't a warrior; she was an engineer, a builder, a tinker, and an inventor. She had left the Moot and avoided military service to focus on her studies. No, working as some riverfolk, a ranger, or worse in a food stall, instead, she wanted to make and sell guns and powder. Sadly, that required a degree and connections. For which she had to go to school. Which led her here, all because she had to have a school referral to get a guild license!! "Names Esmeralda Shortbottom, but you can just call me Esme. As I have said, I am an engineering student, though designing firearms is my passion!" She says as she stakes a seather bundle resting in her dress's lap, and she also kept her dagger positioned for a smooth draw.
Esmeralda looks at the work and sighs.
" Oh thanks..." she says coming too from her self assessment.
41 so +5sl
51 -3SL She tries to direct everyone as best she can, but she was more interested in guns than buildings.
Esme shivers. " We need ro get in somewhere and get warm and dry! Gran always said wet clothes can kill as much as a blade." The halfling lass says looking at the others eagerly.
Esmeralda rolled her eyes and gestured for the Dwarf to proceed. Stogy as they were, Dwarves where genuises if a bit closed-minded.
" I'm, get me closer to them and I can see how sturdy they are? As well as any quick reinforcements can be done. " Esme says as she looks at the others. " I am an Engineering student." She says as she continues to grip her dagger hilt. She was not a fan of the sulking the rain, the greenskins. She had left rhe Moot for the city to get away from all this, and work on her designs. Which needed proper education for rhe guild liscense and then Esmes Arms and Powders can be born. Come for the gun, stay for rhe pie!
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