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Meryl had zoned out slightly, but at the mention of travels and similar ventures she quickly perked up. "I'm ready to go! I've got all the things I need to both field test and camp in the wilds, so I'm prepared! ... ... Just... one thing; can I please get to not travel by horseback? The critters seem to despise me for some reason."
Good luck and a swift recovery I wish you! Also that's a definite that you'll be back? Because when you do get back, PM us. Now I just need to find out how to get email alerts for chosen threads on this forum >.<
I've had a few days filled with too many distractions and no inspiration, my apologies >.<
Are we waiting for something/someone? Pretty sure we're just being led to the teamleaders now, right?
"Ok, cool," Meryl replied, pondering the response for a short time. "Oh, is this one of those 'I'm not allowed to tell you even if I know'-times? Because if so I totally understand," she suddenly said. The rest was a bit mumbled, as if she was speaking to herself, but it began with a "Now, which contraption should I..." before it crossed completely into a mental monologue, making it impossible to hear the various ideas she had. Telepaths not included, of course.
"So are we going somewhere far away?" Meryl asked as they followed the guard away from the table. "And if that is the case, by what mode of transport would we be traveling?" She looked around at this, as if to catch if there was someone listening. "I hope it's not by horse, that would be the worst," she exclaimed before quieting in thought! "Correction, [u]riding by horseback[/u] would be the absolute worst." Meryl would mutter something quiet here about horses, quadrupeds, hooves, and glue, but that was just to herself. Hopefully the others didn't catch that. "Horses and I have this hate-hate relationship/feud going on, though I have no idea why they started it. Anyway, where are we going? Will we be fighting a lot of monsters?" Meryl not being the best at not rambling may or may have caused certain persons in the group to mentally or verbally liken her to a human version of Fuse.
The redhead that had seated herself just before Jeggs let her gaze flit about the room before catching a server bringing her a pint of the ale they were serving. Grabbing it as it was offered, she took a few gulps before letting the mug rest on the table. "I am Meryl," she spoke, introducing herself after Pyrrhus reply, "Tinkerer, inventor, and occasional monster hunter. And too bad about the roasted ducks, the Lord's chef is supposedly amazing in the kitchen." Meryl would have said more but it would be rude to interrupt someone replying to a question. Instead she busied herself with another few gulps of the ale while one hand rested near her handy haversack, fingering the clasps that kelt it shut. She very dearly wanted to tinker right now. Oh, wait, she had been invited by the Lord, right? Then where was he? And what was that furry little thing sitting by the halfling and that giant in full plate? "Whoops, better pay attention, the important guy's talking." -------- As some people cheer for the possibility of gold, Meryl get's this fire in her eyes, accompanied by a slightly maniacal grin. "Fieldtests! There is only one thing I care about in that speech. The third of those is fieldtests!"
Personally I'd build using a Magus, but only because it breaks my heart to think about what the Swashbuckler could have been. You and me both. The recent changes to Signature Deed and Extra Panache only compounds it all as well >.<
Down the road a cloud of dust could be seen approaching the gate at high speeds. As it got closer the guards could make out someone's frantic orders. "Halt! Stop! Ptro! No, wait, not that waAaAAAaaAAAYY!" People got out of the way from the panicking horse and it's rider as they barreled towards the open gate and the guards stationed there. The guards looked at each other before setting their weapons at the ready, prepared if the horse and rider did not stop in time. People had tried goofier things to get into the city with malicious intent. The horse, spooked by the nervous guards and their lowered spears came to the realization that stopping is a wonderful idea that should be pursued with all its might. The laws for conservation of momentum sent it's rider in a short parabolic arc out of the saddle to land in a tumble on the ground in front of the guards. "Stupid quadruped glue bag," the rider muttered as she lay on the ground for a short while. "I knew I should have payed for a wagon!" The horse was apparently satisfied by the current situation and wandered over to a water through by the side of the path, no longer paying attention to the surrounding people. Standing up and brushing the dirt from her clothing, Meryl kept muttering about horses being the bane of humankind and how no sane person would ever ride one in a saddle. After patting herself down she began to frantically look around, spotting a huge package on the ground a few meters away from herself. With a cry of "My Baby!" she ran to collect it and consequently hugged the clearly non-sentient package while whispering words of comfort to it. One of the guards, less flabbergasted than his colleagues, approached her with a question. Meryl didn't really hear what he said but began to start digging around in her pockets, procuring a writ of invitation that she waved in his face. Irritated he snatched the paper from her hands before quickly reading it. He paled at what it said and slapped it back into her waiting hand ushering her inside. Meryl grinned and skipped down the street, whistling a merry tune. Somewhere along the roads her large package had been stuffed... somewhere and a decidedly unarmed Meryl was able to enter the well guarded inner ring of the city and only ten minutes after getting thrown on her ass by an uncooperative horse a pristine Meryl could enter the dining hall. She glanced around, looking for a table with a spot, and then sat down at the closest available one. "Hi!"
There we go, mechanics and personality+appearance complete! //EdinoiZ |
