To Thierry: "Haha! My dignity can handle this little blow. Though I was surprised to get the task. I am not an inexpensive messenger. As for the gift of the Sun, your kindness is appreciated - but what, may I ask, is your reply? If I may be so bold, I'm not sure 999 more of these Suns could persuade me to attend that brat's party. Oh, and as for the potion, I believe it's a potion of enlarge person, but as it's a creation of the young girl's alchemical experiments, I would hesitate to imbibe it."
Finneas Glenn wrote: Finneas glances around the bar nervously and whispers "We all have our demons Marhorn my friend." "Some louder than others, I suppose. I'm glad you are well, friend." He turns and heads back to Thierry. On his way, he notices Hathin and says with a smile, "Hail, DeLark. You're looking cheery, as ever."
Aeneas wrote:
At Aeneas' words, Marhorn's angry demeanor transforms a huge, toothy grin as he laughs loudly. "I'm only fooling, Finneas. I just haven't seen you around of late. Still got those demons following you, I assume?" Turning to Aeneas he asks, "So, have you been taking up the art?"
Hearing talk of dancing, Marhorn turns to see who it was. He turns back to duChabannes, "I'll give you a moment to consider your response, my lord." He approaches the table with Barrion, Aeneas and Finneas and casually says, "Hello, Finneas, you strange little bastard. I don't suppose it was my dancing you were referencing? Surely you know that these errands the nobles have me running require a less...sophisticated style than to which I'm accustomed." His voices turns to a low growl, and he quietly says, "I am sure you weren't mocking my invitation performance. Please confirm my assumption."
A large figure is silhouetted at the entrance of the tavern, blocking much of the light from the street outside. As he steps across the threshold, a towering half-orc wearing bright red and orange clothing, takes in the crowd gathered. "Which one of you is duChabannes? I have a message for you." Without waiting for an answer, the half-orc eyes the half-elf and stalks towards him. The crowd parts, silently awaiting what will happen next. "I am Marhorn, and I have been sent by the Lathenires. They wish for me to share this message." Instantly, Marhorn reaches into his cloaks and draws a flowery piece of paper, flashing it front of Thierry with a flourish. He then breaks into a small dance and recites the following: "Our daughter is finally coming of age/
Your attendance would bring us the greatest delight/
Bring not a gift, it is your presence we crave/
With that, the orc finishes his jig and bows with his hand extended towards Thierry. In it is the floral invitation and a small glass bottle, filled with a golden liquid. "Please do me the honor of confirming or rejecting the invitation, my lord. I will return to them with your reply." This is my application to join - I still have a lot of work to do on the background and development of Marhorn (he was originally created as a monk), but I wanted to dot the post. I'd like to play as a Melee-focused, dancing, half-orc bard. Thanks for the consideration! Oh, and Thierry, I hope you don't mind my using you as I did.
Here's Marhorn reporting for duty (and, hopefully, approval). I chose Array #1. I'm still working on him, but wanted to get a dot on the post and my name in the pot. UPDATE: Added a background and I think most of the stats are up-to-date. I apologize to anyone who takes the time to read my background. It's a little longer than intended. |