Sha'llae grabs Em's shoulders and gives her a little shake. "Come on."
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Sha'llae glares at the tiefling, and considers rapping her over the head with the staff.
"Touch the staff again, it has to have a reverse function... Sha'llae said, sounding grumpy.
"Come on, let's get you back to the camp, and somewhere safe so you don't hurt yourself." She says, smiling at the tiefling. "Sweetie, you okay there?" she calls over to her lover.
"Come on, let's give it to Mara. Then we can come get our share of treasure. Maybe we'll take it all and leave none for those lazy boys out there." Sha'llae giggles.
"Em, are you okay?" Sha'llae asks Em, gently poking the Tiefling.
Sha'llae yelps as her undergarmets teleport to two feet away. "Whoever made this staff has a sick sense of homour... I'd like to meet them and congratulate them."
Sha'llae reaches down and carefully picks up the staff, deciding not to drop it, no matter what, until she could pass it onto someone else. Preferably Mara.
"And why didn't you kiss me, I'm a fellow worshiper of the Savoured Sting. Casfi wouldn't mind." Sha'llae says, her eyes dancing. "And be careful with that staff, methinks it's the work of a trickster goddess, likely disguised as a simple staff... Or somebody's idea of a bad joke." She shrugs. " But it does look quite valuable, I was thinking of... giving it to that b+*!+ Mira." a wicked grin plays on Sha'llae's face.
Sha'llae sets Leaf down. "Sorry about that." She says, here eyes gentle.
Sha'llae smiles, her eyes bright and she picks up Leaf and hugs her. "Buck up, things are going to be alright. Hey, you've found someone you may be in love with, you've got friends. You're on a grand adventure, and you found a staff that makes random things happen. It's a wonderful day, stop frowning or you'll start to bleach." She tells the little gnome. (I can so picture leaf getting picked up and hugged, anyone willing to draw it would be awesome)
"What, you're telling me that my friendship isn't worth anything. I may be a bit cold blooded, and able to make the most deadly of foes beg for mercy. But, I'm a good friend. Just ask Casfi that." She smiles at Leaf, her eyes bright. "Now, I wonder what this staff will do if I pick it up." She reaches down and picks up the staff.
Sha'llae looks at them. "I would guess feeding them meat." she says. "Though Sirriush can speak dragon, they're not what you would call a sapient race. They're less intelligent than drakes. People like them, they're a symbol of royalty and are favoured as mounts by some." She pauses. "Mara deserved it, she's an evil she-dog." She tells Leaf. "Picks on everyone around her, and is a bully through and through. I've heard whispers that she worships Norgorber, and she's a cleric in training of his." She adds as she walks over to the treasure. "Whooo-eee.... look at all of this, these stones must be worth a small fortune. She picks up a finely carved golden yellow topaz, it's carved into the shape of a heart. "Look at this Leaf, isn't it lovely?" She pauses and pockets the gem, then picks up the jade, its been carved into the shape of a leaf. "For you." She says, pressing it in to Leaf's hand.
"Leaf, why don't we give that staff to that horrible noblewoman?" Says Sha'llae. "I'm sure she'd love to have it." She grins, her eyes bright. "We'll tell her that it's charmed to make everyone obey her, and only has some... odd side effects. What do you say? You may not worship a goddess of revenge, but I do." The elf puts a hand on Leaf's shoulder. And it looks like we've got some orphans to deal with. It's our faults their parents are dead, so it's our responsibility to help them."
"I wonder if it would happen again if you pick up that staff. I mean is it a staff of "making your pants fall down?" Sha'llae asks him.
Sha'llae walks into the cave, following Casfi. "By all the gods..." She says. "Very pretty..." She stares at Casfi, then begins to laugh her head off, point and roll on the ground holding her aching sides.
"You mean the one that got blown up? She says, eyeing him. "Just stop talking about it, and go! I think there's a torch in the supply cart."
Sha'llae looks at him. "Well, if there are bears you can teleport away." She says, grinning, her eyes bright.
As the others mill about Fiarre is still locked in combat with the sirrush. She lunges at the stunned creature and bites it again. Her razor sharp teeth sink into the male's lower neck doing massive damage as she rips open arteries and tears flesh with her teeth, bone is crushed between her powerful jaws. Her foe falls lifeless to the sand and the cloud dragon takes to the sky to fly back to the caravan. She lands next to her rider and eyes he damage. Then she looks at her rider. Draconic- "It will take time to fix everything Sha'llae." Sha'llae nods and sighs, then goes to Casfi. "Love, how are you faring?" She grimaces at his wound, which is quite bad. Flesh and bone are exposed and burned on his chest. The wound however, is not bleeding. "I need a healer over here!"
She roars at the male in draconic. "Your insolence will not be forgiven."
Sha'llae, now free from the clouds pulls out her gun and pulls the trigger, only to find the bloody thing hasn't recharged yet. She swears in a very colourful manner and knocks an arrow to her bow, then aims for the alpha female dragon, and swears impressively as her arrow misses.
Her dragon continues hoverring over the battlefield. The creature eyes the Omega and decides she doesn't want to kill the idiot creature. Letting out a roar she flies over it, trying to scare off the small male.
Sha'llae drops her gun and sits on the ground, rocking back and forth babbling in some odd language.
Fiarre turns, then takes off into the air, fleeing from nothing in particular.
Sha'llae stops writhing and her eyes snap open, she still seems driven to insanity by the sky above. She grabs her strange gun and presses it to Casfi's chest, then pulls the trigger. It doesn't seem that she knows who she is attacking.
Refelx save to get back on feet- Sha'llae scrambles to her feet, twitching and preparing to attack anything that comes too close to her. As Sha'llae attacks Casfi, Fiarre lands and lets out a loud roar. Wil save-
Sha'llae stops and looks up at the sky. "This is not good." She says, then looks at the creatures ahead of them. "And this is worse..." She reaches for the weapons on her belt, prepared to fight.
Sha'llae falls to the ground and begins to babble and seize, thrashing and foaming at the mouth.
"Well, shall I leave you with your nephew for some familial bonding then Casfi?" Teases Sha'llae, grinning at her friend.
"You could be more polite about it." She says, smiling slightly.
Sha'llae rolls her eyes at Casfi's childish behaviour and reaches out to slap his hand gently.
A smile twitches at the corners of Sha'llae's mouth. "D.O.G?" She says, eyeing the construct with an raised eyebrow. "Interesting name, he's cute."
Sha'llae pulls out a gun and carefully hands it to him. It looks like nothing ever seen. "I found it adventuring in the north, I think it came from whatever crashed in Numeria."
Sha'llae walks up to Enall. "Do you have a moment?" The elven woman asks. "There's something I want you too look at."
Sha'llae doesn't say anything, there have been times she wanted to slap him.
She looks at him. "There are things in my future that you know and can't tell me. The same goes for me to you."
Sha'llae wanders back over. "Casfi?" She asks. "Casfi, what are you... what is that oh... " she just smiles knowingly, before Casfi can ask "Olin lisse." She says, grinning and winking. translation: Spoilers, sweetie (roughly)
"He and I are... well. He's a Time Traveller. He's an idiot, I know that. There's nothing to stop him being an idiot. He's a brilliant idiot, and well. I can't tell you much more. In my past, I've walked in his future. I've said too much. I should go... um..." She sighs and walks off and looks up at the stars.
Sha'llae stands up to her full height. "That is Casfi for you." She says, her eyes flashing. She stands and follows after the Teifling. "He's like that, you can't change him. He loves new things, he travels. Sometimes I wonder if he's even an elf, or something more. His eyes, they're impossibly old. It's like he's stared into forever, and forever stared right back at him." She pauses again and looks up at the sky. "He's... different, in ways you can't even begin to imagine." She pauses again. "And you will not lay your hands on him again, do you understand me. You have no idea who I am, or what I've seen and done."
Sha'llae eyes Enall. "Casfi is rarely normal." She says, grinning. "However, is normal for him."
Sha'llae smiles at him. "Nothing wrong with you at all love, I never said that you being addled was a bad thing..." She drifts off and gazes into the distance. "We should regain our strength, the desert is unforgiving."
"And apparently seeing these things has addled you beyond all reason." Says Sha'llae as she strokes his head. "Sweetie." She leans in and kisses his temple, then hums an elven lullaby in his ear.
Sha'llae crosses her arms and glares at Casfi, then reaches over and smacks him upside the head. "Dolle naa lost, A'maelamin! She says, eyes flashing. She continues to berate him in elven. "You could have been killed. What the hell were you thinking, running into the swarm like that. I almost lost you! She slaps him again, hard, then kisses him. Then she grabs his shoulders firmly and shakes him. "Don't ever do that again! Do you understand me!" She moves between shaking him, swearing creatively in elven and kissing him. translation: "Your head is empty my love (Aka, you're stupid)
Everything else is in elven, I'm just too lazy to translate.
Sha'llae looks around and runs while they still have a chance. "Casfi, you brave idiot." Says Sha'llae, stroking the side of his face. "I need a healer here!"
"Casfi, have you considered maybe we should be running?" Sha'llae asks, however she nods to her dragon.
Reflex save for skyfish-
Damage
"Sweetie, do you have any brilliant ideas yet?" Sha'llae says, staying close to her dragon. She has no spells or anything that will harm the annoying buggers. Her dragon again snaps at one of the swarms.
Sha'llae takes a look at her useless weapons, then looks up at her dragon. "Do you mind helping us out a bit?" she asks. The dragon sighs and her head snakes out as she snaps at the creatures.
"Wibbly-Wobby Jellyfish things, you know a more concise description would be nice! And oh they're attracted to metal that's just brilliant. Considering all of use have weapons and armour." Sha'llae snarls as she shakes her sword, trying to remove several of the jellyfish. "You travel around and are so brilliant, but you can't remember the bloody names of these... whatever they are!"
Sha'llae, who had been flying overhead, lands beside you. As she lands the skyfish move out of her way. Her eyes dart to Casfi's, wondering if he's seen such creatures in his travels. She looks at her mount and frowns slightly. She's pretty sure something like this would be impossible to hit with any sort of weapon. But a dragon's bite, claw and tail might be a different story.
She looks at him, still a little hurt. "You're my fool. she says. "Come on, let's go back to the Caravan and ummm... talk this over." she says with a wink.
She eyes him, her eyes cold. "I thought you would be happy for us Casfi. New children are such a rare thing among our people." she says, as she dashes the tears away. "You know, for someone who's supposed to be brilliant, you can be bloody stupid at times."
Sha'llae glares at him and slaps him clean across the face, she doesn't say anything but her green eyes are smouldering with cold anger. She gives him a very nasty death glare and stalks off. If he was observant, he would have seen the glimmer of tears in her eyes.
Fiarre gives Casfi a harsh look, then casually swings her tail at him as she walks past, not aiming to harm him but aiming to embarrass him.
Sha'llae quickly undoes the riding straps around her waist and runs over to Casfi's side. "You deserved that, you know." She says rather seriously. "You're supposed to be happy I'm having a child love, not freak out. You've told me that time is flux."
She gives him a wicked grin. "Did you think your actions would have no consequence, Sweetie?" She says. She lowers her voice so only he can hear and whispers. whisper: "I'm pregnant, Sweetie"
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