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"Last time I lick a strange symbol,I thought you were going to drown Maggie!" wringing water from his hat looking to make sure no scary fishes snuck into his pouches. "Any ideas what we should do, I'm just not wanting to collapse the tunnel again let's be careful what we yank." As he shrugs to the group
"Books don't talk, Inanimate objects aren't supposed to talk! I have no clue what was said but I say we burn that book and go to the Tavern and forget this quest."
"No Maggie you can talk because you are a instrument to my heart you are not a Inanimate object. No of course not Maggie I'm not objectifing you."
With a fire in his eyes Sel'erick pulls the mandolin from his back and forcefully shoves Yargos Gill against the wall with the mandolin pressed against his throat. With spittle flying from his mouth as he screams at Yargos "FESS UP YOU PIECE OF GOBLIN DUNG, WHO ARE YOU AND YOUR FISHMAN WORKING FOR? WHO DO YOU KNOW WANTS THESE BOOKS, WHERE DID THEY GET THEIR FANCY CORAL HALTED BLADES. YOU BETTER START LOOSENING YOUR TONGUE OR MAGGIE HERE WILL TEAR YOU LIMB FROM LIMB AND FEED YOUR ENTRAILS TO THE SHARKS!!!! Stepping away from Gill and out breath"Sorry it's hard to control Maggie when she's angry"
Smiling at Serak "Nah you should of led with the description of Yargos!" As Sel'erick chuckles to himself Bowing towards Ollysta "Good day mi lady, I am Sel'erick De'Lente, poet of the people, singer of songs of valiant deeds along with my lifelong companion Maggie. It is such a pleasure to meet a faithful follower of Sarenrae perhaps you have someplace um more private that us Pathfinders and you may discuss some serious matters." "No Maggie I won't introduce you as the talent she might think you are weird." As he whispers to his mandolin.
The Half-elf stares at Yargo’s neck as if he’s searching for gills. Paying no attention to personal space or boundaries he stares intentently at Yargo’s neck the turns his attention to Stephani’s neck then back Yargo. Acknowledging Cody he nods in agreement as he exclaims. ”What are Gillman? I hope they are not fish I am scared of fish they are mean, their eyes are spooky they don’t blink. I maybe should stop by the tackle shop and get a fishing pole and bait maybe I can defend myself from the Gillman with that. Yargos do you think that’s a wise decision?” As he shuffles off behind Cody with a puzzled look on his face.
"Shhhh, Maggie I'm trying to find out what this old guy is babbling about maybe he knows what happened to Yago. What do you mean Maggie? You are saying the fight against the devil would of ended faster if it wasn't for my off key cater whaling? Back in the sac you rude mandolin. As Sel'erick turns his attention to the gibberish talk from the old man
Sel’erick continues to sing the old dwarven battle hymn to help inspire the group to fight harder.
” From dawn to setting sun, We have fought in every clime and place, Where we could take an Ax, In the snow of far-off Northen Lands, and in a sunny tropic scenes.” The half-elf still shaking lets loose a bolt from his crossbow at the foul demon creature
"Maggie that looks like that might bite old ugly in the junk!!!"
” Oh my Maggie, our horned host looks angrier the Venture Captain Marcos after he found the paintings Garl had.” As the half elf shakily raises his crossbow he starts to sing an old dwarven fight song more so to calm his nerves but hopefully to persuade everyone to finish off the creature faster. From the Halls of Torag, to the Mountains of our Kings. We will fight for honor and Glory till our enemies run and scream!”
A smile widens across Sel’erick’s face as the Human known as Cody introduces the rest of the group. With a deep bow and voice filled with much gusto ”Greetings friends, it is so nice to meet fellow pathfinders. Maggie and I, Sel’erick De’lente are honored to be a part of such a prestiges group.” as he seems to ramble on and on about his whole life. Seeing the crowd gather outside Yargos home and the fire burning inside Sel’erick tries to rally the group to go inside. Tugging at the half-orcs shirt. ” Quiet one we should hurry up and investigate hopefully we find the tome intact.” As he searches the crowd for the gnome that wanted to burn the book. With a quick nod to Cody. ” Sorry no relations to an Aeleth. I finally have gotten out of my exile from the Master of Swords, Marcos Farabellus after the Miss Draleen incident. I am just happy to be on another noteworthy adventure.”
Sel’erick rises from the table setting his bad tasting tea aside looking at the other pathfinders wondering if they know the area better then him. ”Perhaps maybe we should go ask around where this Yargos feller lives.”
Has he shuffles towards the door he rummages through his back pack pulling out a crudely drawn map. He holds the tattered paper backwards looking at the blank side. Just before he exits the door with a deep bow and a flourish of his arms he boast,”As always it’s a pleasure to see you the lovely Miss Amara Li. Perhaps the next time we meet Miss Li we can stroll together along some of your favorite places in your home land. I promise I won’t let Maggie interfere with our date plans Miss Li.” As he shuffles out the door he starts to whistle an old romantic tune before he scolds Maggie. ” Shush Maggie I assure you my intentions with Miss Li are very proper, now be quiet before my new friends think I’m crazy! He turns around to see if anyone is following” Yes Maggie, I know I don’t know their names but they are my friends just the same, and any who if it wasn’t for you wanting to rescue orphan gnomes we would have been on time for proper introductions.” As you hear the strings of the mandolin sound. Sel’erick whispers loudly. ” Yes Maggie I know there was no orphan gnomes that needed rescue. Telling our new friends the reason we are late is because my leg got stuck in the privy hole at the local tavern sounds less noble.” The door closes behind the scatter brained half elf.
Sel’erick settles in a comfy chair and takes a cup of tea. Stirring it and clanging the spoon against the cup he slowly sips the tea making a face as if the taste offends his tongue. He gets up from his chair and walks around the room opening up containers and such as if he’s searching for something. He settles back down into the chair seemingly dissatisfied as he fidgets trying to straighten out his shirt. ” Ah thank you Miss Amara Li, it’s always a pleasure to be in your Lovely presence.” As he takes another sip of the tea and makes sour face. Pointing to the tea , ” I’m sorry my pallet hasn’t gotten use to the exotic taste of the delicacies of Tian Xia. This could really use some sugar.” He exclaims, hoping he didn’t offend anyone. ” Miss Li you said you sold two books from Tian Xia the one with the army of hell what was it called? The other you made no mention of the title or what it contains. Please could you tell us about the other book.” As he fidgets a bit more in his chair he starts to stick out his tongue like he’s trying to read it or something. ” Yargos Gill the name just rolls off the tongue." as he gestures like the name is rolling off his stuck out tongue. ”where have I heard that name before? Maybe Maggie will know when she wakes from her slumber.” as he takes one last sip of his tea and is holding it in his mouth as if he looking around on the floor so he can spit it out.
The male half elf clumsily enters the room and tad bit tardy as he knocks over a few knick knacks and hastily reorganizes them. With a sheepish smile he nods his head to acknowledge the group. Sorry I'm late Maggie and I had to rescue a few orphan Gnomes As he raises his dinged up mandolin and points to it as he cock his head to catch the briefing he so rudely interrupted. what do you mean Maggie we didn't rescue orphans oh I'll let you tell the story later as he stuffs the instrument into his back pack as trying to shush it. Quiet Maggie it's time to be Pathfinders again! he whispers rather loudly.
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