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"Ooo!" Blinking in surprise, the little monkey saluted Alis before hopping over to the arm of Amhranai's chair, Arion's note in hand. After she had finished reading it over, he then conveyed it to Darvesch before at last returning it to Alis for safekeeping.
Giving the Princess the same doe-eyed look that she had once given to Malandraenas when he questioned her eating habits, King Tut plucked a worm off the sheets and sucked slowly on its head, blinking innocently before slurping it down like a noodle.
Nodding enthusiastically, the little monkey chirped back, "Oo! Oo!" and held up a little basket in which squirmed a profusion of fat, beige worms with dark heads and banded tails. Picking one up by its tail, he held it up before the fennec's snout. With an almost blasé disaffection, she sniffed at the grub a few times before snacking upon the crunchy treat seemingly more out of boredom than actual hunger.
"Oooo..." As the three sisters comforted one another, Tut gave a heartfelt sigh and hopped to the ground. Keeping clear of the feet of the big people, he made his way over to the patch of bluebells and quietly began to pick a few clusters. The tiny flowers a veritable bouquet in his little hands as he made his way back.
As the Royal Guard shifted their positions for another strike, Tut clapped in appreciation and scurried down from him perch, quickly racing across the grass to hop up onto his mistress' shoulder where he applauded and made a loud "PLLBT!" at the demoness.
As Arion began his dive, a tiny, gold-crowned head poked up from the swirling mists at Avoreen's feet and shrieked a primal, "EEEEH!!!" right behind the succubus queen's back. The momentary distraction was nearly enough.
With a loud "Plllbbbt!" Tut ran and jumped onto the pull-cord near the door, giving it two strong tugs before hopping onto Sasha's shoulder. From the nymph statuette by the door came the response, "We are notifying the proprietor of your request. One moment please..."
"EEE-eee-eee-eee-AAAH-AAAH!!" From out of nowhere, a half-eaten pomegranate struck Sasha upside the head, round seeds scattering to the incensed chattering of a highly irate monkey. With teeth bared and eyes aglower, it pointed at the discarded blue dress that had been carelessly flung atop a nearby flower vase. Even as the huntress cocked her head in surprise, looking to the others, Tut shrieked again and began pelting the lot of you with peach stones, wine corks, and everything else that it could throw until laughing and screaming Sasha finally grabbed her dress and dove behind a couch for cover.
As the lithe elf joined the nubile women on the floor, low voices punctuated with gasps and squeals of pleasure, King Tut merely gritted his teeth, wringing his tiny hands anxiously. Looking away from their shifting, writhing forms for a moment, he discovered an as yet unpeeled banana and began undressing it only to hear a painfully loud and high-pitched, escape the huntress. The noises only escalating, the little monkey dropped his banana and covered his ears with both hands, turning to see what was the matter. Yet the things that were being done with the hilt of the red woman's blade, the strange position into which she had wrangled the blondes, and their rhythmic, quickening movements caused the little fellow's mouth to gape wide in shock. Quickly, lest he alert them as surely as he was alerting his own mistress, the gold-crowned simian covered his mouth with both hands to keep from crying out. And he was supposed to be the animal?! Minutes or hours, all concept of time seemed lost as the tiny monkey tried to comprehend the mating rituals of the three pale ones. One moment the elf was on top, the next both the women were atop him. It was during one such instance, when the winged woman was on top, head thrown back, and wings spread wide, concealing whatever Sasha was doing, that Tut was able to shake himself out of it. Quietly, he picked up his banana in his tail, grabbed a strip of cloth that had gotten torn from something, and scooped up some beeswax that had dripped from a candle the three had been playing with. In short order, the wax had stopped-up his ears, the cloth had been tied in a blindfold, and he was finally free to plug his mouth with his banana. Even if his mistress could sense his distress, at least Tut would neither see, nor hear, nor speak no evil... or whatever it was the three others were up to...
"Oooh..." Crooning happily, Tut hopped down from Sasha's arm and up onto the cocktail table whereupon he began helping himself to some chunks of banana in a small dish that he no doubt deemed his and his alone.
"Aa-oooh!" At Arion's word's, a tiny monkey garbed like a king of old hopped off of Sasha's back to plant himself in her seat, grinning broadly.
From whence Sasha gestured, approached a tiny figure dressed in a dapper purple corduroy tunic trimmed and belted with gold. Encircling the gold tuft of fur atop King Tut's head was a matching wreath of gold laurel leaves, and he carried a gold-topped swagger-stick in one hand, beaming a toothy smile as he imitated the same royal wave Poe had given earlier. "Eee?"
With an "Ooh, ooh, AAH!" of affirmation, the little fellow thumped his tiny fists on his chest before eliciting a squeal of delight from Sasha as he leapt into her arms.
"Eee! Eee!" With a kiss on the cheek that made his mistress wince, Tut hopped down and springboarded off Darvesch's pauldrons on his race into the storeroom. It wasn't long before the area was abuzz with the squeaks and trills of a variety of exotic creatures. MAP: Arrowhead Citadel, (Round 413 / 2:55db)
As the big people continued to talk, and the magical mist waned in strength, King Tut became more anxious, fidgeting about on Alis' shoulder. Finally with a tiny sigh and a loud, "OOO!" he tugged on her sleeve and gestured emphatically at the storeroom, chattering away with great urgency and agitation. Rolls:
Alis: Used charge from wand of CLW
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Once you were all huddled around the walls of the cistern, Alis held up a finger for Sasha to wait a moment while she retrieved the soggy and decidedly nonplussed monkey from her shoulder. Although you couldn't make out what the unconventional woman said to him King Tut gives a somewhat reluctant sigh and coils his tail around the shaft of her grapnel. Then, in one smooth motion, she launched herself straight towards the hole in the ceiling, and with a bit of a magical boost, the tiny monkey disappeared into darkness, even as she whisked her dancing lights out-of view. For several tense moments, as the churning eddies jostled you, you could just barely make out the twinkle of Alis' jewels in the dim light. Had Tut encountered guards? Had he been caught? What now if you were discovered? Yet a few moments later, Alis swept her lights back into the room and you could see that she was now smiling in relief as she stood upside-down, feet braced against the ceiling with the end of a rope looped around one hand, the other now beckoning to Sasha. Rolls: Perception Checks
There is a slight rustling behind Alis' back when the small, white face of a tiny capuchin monkey with a tuft of gold fur atop his head pokes thru the Princess' silken tresses. "Ooo?" When his mistress nods, and extended her hand towards Amhranai, palm open, the little fellow runs his hands over his face as if grooming himself before making his way down her arm to sit upon her hand. Giving a broad smile, he waves at the stranger before racing back to his hiding spot inside Alis' pack.
"EEEH!!!" It was at that point that King Tut appeared, swinging in from topside to alert his queen's cousin that Mal and Priyya were departing. When the mildly chagrined dwarf excused himself, promising to return momentarily, a shrieking monkey soon followed, running for his life from an angry, rolling-pin wielding Maasha!
"EEEH! FEEEH! PLLLBT– PLLLBT– PLLLLLLLLLLBBBBT!!!" For nearly a minute after she lets him go, Tut tears ass around the area making raspberries as he tries to get the taste out of his mouth until he angrily snatches a piece of fruit Alis tosses to him as she wipes monkey spittle from her eyes. "Hrrrmp..."
In protest, the little fellow chirps and hoots up a storm, but the princess is implacable. At length, he finally climbs back down and walks over, tail between his legs before holding the oyster in his teeth and giving the much bigger dwarf a hug. "Aaoooo..."
King Tut looks up at Darvesch, seemingly frowning at the reprimand. He then points at dwarf's head, gives an, "Ooo ooo ooh!" and then makes the motion of knocking the oyster on it. With a loud, "AAA AAAH!" he then hops off his knee and into his mistress' arms, holding out the strange smooth rock expectantly. [ REAVER'S SHIV: Map | Position (034 - Oyster Beds) | Overland Rules ]
Still sitting on Darvesch's knee, Tut snatches his out of the air, shakes it a few times and then tries to bite it. He gives a loud, "EENH!" at the salty, rock-like contraption and frowns deeply as he tries in vain to use the edge of the dwarf's shield to wedge it open.
"OOH!" King Tut leaps from Alis' shoulders into the branches and swings overhead until he's hanging from his tail over a bowl of luscious fruit. Clearly excited, he pries free a ripe banana before situating himself on a sturdy bough and helping himself.
"Ooo?" King Tut looks up at Alis' introduction before running a hand down his face and shaking his head. "Ooo!" He gives a little wave and holds his hand out for Ieana to shake.
"YyyeeeEEEH!!!" Putting his back into it, little King Tut strains with all his might and pulls the head off the last surviving dolls, jumping clear with the force of his effort. The tiny, headless body waves its hands about for a few moments, patting its shoulders, before toppling over and falling apart. Rolls:
, Snake, Mal; /Sasha/, Priyya, Shëakatri
With a screech, King Tut leaps upon the doll, biting at its hair and trying to pull its head off! Rolls:
, Snake, Mal; /Sasha/, Shëakatri, Alis, Dolls, Ieana
"EEE! AAAH!" King Tut gives a cry of protest when the succubus steps up to confront Charelle's proxy. He hops off, jumps across the channel of the blood and anxiously tugs at her shoulder trying to wake her up before she drowns in the blood. Rolls: Perception DC 0
"Oooh oooh AAAH!" Without a moment's hesitation, King Tut, jumps down from Lureene's shoulders, catching himself on the front of her blouse. Grabbing a fistful of golden-brown curls in each hand, he hoists himself up, standing atop her bosom, and plants a big monkey-kiss on the succubus' lips.
With a squeak, King Tut picks up Alis' dagger and hops up onto Lureene's shoulder. He then points frantically at Priyya and motions towards the door, shrieking, "AAAH AAAH!"
The little monkey sighs, finding it incredible that his mistress is really going to play in the dirt again with the bigger woman. He sincerely hoped that she would expect him to wrestle any orangutans. With an "Eeh-EEH!" Tut waddles away under the weight of Alis' baldric and backpack.
A moment later King Tut comes scrambling down the rope head first, two wands held in his tail. He leaps from timber to timber and in a single leap jumps up into Lureene's arms. "Aaa-aaa-aaa! Oo-oo-oo!" Transferring the rather scorched-looking wand to his hands, he gives a shrill laugh and plants them straight up in the succubus' cleavage before leaping of and high-tailing it back up the rope. Although she cannot see her, Lureene is fairly certain that 'Lis is having a good laugh at her expense right now.
It takes about another minute or two for the towering sergeant to finish helping Darvesch get his breastplate resituated. You are just about to move out when King Tut suddenly pushes himself up, looks around and goes, "Ooo?" Priyya also looks up towards the ceiling, hand drifting towards the bow on her back. Rolls: Stealth Checks
Perception Checks
"Feee-eeh!" Lureene starts as Tut collapses over her shoulder, with what can only be described as a cross between a gasp and a sigh. Fearing that the little fellow just had a coronary, she checks on him, indifferent to the location of his little hands, but finds that he has merely passed out.
At the golden-winged woman's question, Tut slaps his palm to his face and scratches his side. The sound he makes can only be described as something between a sigh and a grumble.
Before the redhead can ramble any further, King Tut comes racing down the tunnel and leaps onto Lureene's back, hanging on her right wing. "Ee-ee-EEEH!!! Oh oh AAH! AAAH!!!" In protest, he bounces up and down, tugging at her in irritation.
Even as the somewhat less busty blonde races along, Tut tries his best not whimper. "Ee-ee-AH!" He answers, seemingly trying to rally the winged girl's spirits. His queen had killed giants before, this was not so different was it? At least he hoped not...
Up in the foliage on the steep slope, King Tut leaps across to another tree. Its branches bob under his sleight weight as he anxiously assays the scene to see what has become of his princess. ; Giants, Lureene & Eagle, Mal & Tal, Alis & Tut
"EEEEH!!!" In an attempt to distract the giant from his new mistress, King Tut screams and flings a handful of excrement at the giant before scampering further into the trees higher up. From in front of them, Mal and Tal can suddenly smell the giant even more strongly than before. It smells like... monkey poop?! Rolls:
; Enemies, Lureene, Mal & Tal, Alis & Tut
"AAAAA-AAAAA-AAAAA!!!" With a screech of protest, King Tut goes bounding up the cliff as easily as a... well... monkey. With a flying leap he grabs hold of Lureene's foot and holds on tight. ; Enemies, Mal & Tal, Lureene, Tut
The little monkey looks up at the dark-eye cleric with big puppy dog eyes. "Ooo..." It then leaps onto her shoulder and gives her a kiss on the cheek before hopping off to land back on Alis' hammock.
The little white-fronted capuchin claps his hands seemingly in approval before handing his mistress her circlet.
"Ooh, ooh, ooh, ah, ah, AAAAH AAAH AAAH!!!" Alis looks up to see her little monkey friend swirling her circlet around its thin little waist like a hula-hoop. After it clatters to the table, it thumps its chest and goes, "Ooh ooh ooh..." |
