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*Waves*

Have fun!


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Sowwie...


Suny smiles along with Karzok's laughter, even clapping her hands merrily as well. She looks down at herself poking absently at her shirt at Karzok's words,

"Aye... is whut I said...." She scratches her head looking puzzled, "Is I not usin' me words right then?" She asks the pair. Then looking to Karzok again she grins,

"Oh! Ye want ta' be lookin' ta' see tha' kin? That be grand!" She exclaims, then frowns again "But.. how is ye gon'a be gettin' there? is ye be swimmin', like?" Suny tilts her head as she wonders again,

"But.. I in't bin here a day. I come off tha' boat this mornin'." She explains then looks down at her faded canvas shirt and kind of matching ragged skirt (It too being just a larger version tied about her slim waist).

"An' I din't come in here. You did." She points out that it was Karzok who carried the tanned Elf into this particular establishment.

"Whut's wrong wiff me shirt? Is a good shirt. Lass whut dropped it over me head be sayin' so." Suny leans against the wood of the bar now besides Karzok and Kunala to look around at the many shapes and sizes of people filling the place to the brim. Catching the eye of the person serving she calls,

"Mug o' rum, if'n ye please!" Before searching through the hem of her skirt and the colorful ribbons tangled therein to fish out a coin or two. Dropping them on the bar she frowns... and begins to clean the verdigris off one of the disks of metal, the faded canvas shirt she's wearing slipping absently off one tanned shoulder. The glint of some thick, strange golden coin slowly becomes visible from under the accumulation of the sea.

"Darn stuff gets all flakey an' crusty..." She mutters as she cleans the coins, most of silver but one of gold.


(^_^)


Sunny pokes Karzok's head with a finger, "Is just 'Suny', silly..." She reminds him having listened to his loud reply then she sighs.

"There be soo much in ye speakin' I dun't think I rightly understand." She waves a tanned arm.

"With yer fingers pointin' an' yer sayin' I shouldn't bee whut t'is I am bein'..." She shakes her blond mop.

"So... Ye is gon'a be a 'Bloodiest Orc' when ye is growed up? So.. whut is ye know? Jus', y'know... 'Blood -y'? Seems a strange name fer a peoples." But she continues to look and listen to Karzok as she tries to get a better understanding of the world she's found herself in.


But... we's s'posed ta' be playin'... (^_^)

Continuing to look about at all the sights of the city/town around her Suny laughs as she replies,

"Oh aye! I can be talkin'! I has learned me talkin' right gooder!" She exclaims.

"I know lots'a words an' lots'a things ta' say an' lots'a things ta' be talkin' abouts!" She absently pats Karzok on the head... then ruffles his bristly, black hair...

"But... there be lots'a things I dun't be knowin' how ta' say in'a peoples speakin' like whut I can be sayin' in'a speakin' of tha' kin... Ye ken?" She asks.


Yay! Thank'e Master DM Sir!... Um.. unless ye is a lass.. then t'is thank'e Miss DM, Ma'am.... (>_>)

*Gives 'Whoop!' of surprise at being picked up. Then acrobatically adjusts position to wriggle around to be sitting/perched on Karzok's shoulder*

"*Giggles some more* Oh! I can be seein' lots of stuffs from up here!" The tanned, blond Elf exclaims happily. (^_^)

Tough, I do be thinkin' we's in'a Pub... an' not walkin' abouts on'a street... less'n ye be wantin' ta' change tha' entrance we be makin' in't tha' Formidably Maid...?


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*Does happy dance* (^_^)

Yay! I is bein' considerabled!

*Continues to happily dance at making the first hurdle*

Sadly, my time zone and shift roster means it will be another three or so days before I can finalize the equipment list. Is the DM happy to 're-badge' leather lamelar armor as made of shells and such? Other wise equipment choice will be fairly standard and normal. Wishing every one all the very best! (^_^)


Okeys... here be a 'stripped down' Suny jus' needin' a few tweaks an' touch up an' she be ready ta' go! (^_^)

The tall, tanned, blond mopped Elf lass wanders barefoot through the throng of peoples that are the crowded life-blood of Port Peril. Wiping the sweat from the day's heat from her brow, she absently puffs a little as she surveys the surrounding buildings.

Here large blue eyes alight upon one establishment in particular and, with a shrug of tanned shoulders, she wanders into the relative cooler shade. The sign swinging above her head as she enters reads "Formidably Maid"

Ambling bare-foot up to the bar/counter top she settles her back-pack down on the floor and leans against the wood to look around at the many shapes and sizes of people filling the place to the brim.

Catching the eye of the person serving she calls,

"Mug o' rum, if'n ye please!" Before searching through the hem of her skirt and the colorful ribbons tangled therein to fish out a coin or two. Dropping them on the bar she frowns... and begins to clean the verdigris off one of the disks of metal, the faded canvas shirt she's wearing slipping absently off one tanned shoulder.

(^_^)


(>_>)

(<_<)

Did we scared away our DM?


GM Bird wrote:
@Guy whose name is ': Sounds like you get another 1,200 gold. Quite a fortune in terms of the common merfolk or sea elf. Guessing you'd either be a noble of some kind or a wealthy merchants child?

Hey-YA! There! (^_^)

Thank'e fer yer reply.

Okeys, is gon'a work up maybe a Druid? Wiff a animal friend, like?

Got'a go do lots a stuff (Takin' kitty to vet an' stuffs) so will work up character when I can.

But, hey! Is Suny! (^_^)

Description

Race: Island Elf(link)

Background(Probably to be edited)

Spoiler:
'Suny' (As she prefers to be called by her friends) is a cheery, happy soul. Having grown up about the ports and harbors of she has earned a living, up until now, by working on small fishing boats and trawlers or by providing impromptu entertainment at the small local taverns in the hamlets where the ships would put in for berth.

Now, slightly bored of the sea (And always cleaning the salt from her hair), she has headed inland to see what the world at large holds in store for her.

N'so, a description o' th' kin 'Back home'. Island Elves of which she wus a part of would seem to be more 'Native' like. Simple hunter, gather-ers who might supplement things with a bit of 'natural' crop farming and other horticulture'l endeavors.

Now, bein' Native don't mean bein' Stoopid. Frowns and waggles a warning finger at folks.

Since they're more like Seals then Fish, they'd be on goodly terms wi' th' Merfolks there abouts an' probably have good trade relations wi' 'em. As fer raiders an' such? Well, every community puts up with that sort o' folk in a fantasy setting, right (^_~) ?

Suny's (Elasandriel) kith and kin have been living on the edges of the sea from time immemorial. Whether it was exploring some new and pristine beach or scampering about the rigging of whatever sailing vessel was the fashion of the day. Being 'Of the sea and shore' are part of her nature.


Island Elf(link)

Yay!

*Hugz*

(^_^)


Island Elf(link)

Suny nods and begins to wriggle backwards towards the party.


Island Elf(link)

Suny frowns,

"Poor peoples..." She utters quietly, lying in the underbrush and awaiting the party's move either towards of away from the wagon/scene.


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"EEwwwww..." Sunny whispers then looks about at those in the underbrush along side her.

"Well? Should we be lookin' closer an' askin' whut t'is they got in'a wagon an' stuffs?" She asks quietly.


Island Elf(link)

Suny nods in agreement, though the idea of finding out things is always exciting for her. She begins to sneak into the bushes towards the road and the approaching wheels.

Stealth:1d20 + 10 ⇒ (18) + 10 = 28


Island Elf(link)

Suny perks up,

"Oooo! Listen." She whispers.

Know Local:1d20 + 5 ⇒ (3) + 5 = 8

"Sounds like... wheels..."

Yah.. dice roller. :P


Island Elf(link)

Suny skips along, trying her best to brighten people's day...

Unless people are being sneaky, like. IN which case she quietly tries to help lighten people's moods.


Island Elf(link)

AM still lookin' in!

Happy new year to all.

While the season's have changed.. I'm still doing shift work so, for me, things really are pretty much staying the same.

Very much looking forwards to playing again with folks.


Island Elf(link)

Season's greetings!


Island Elf(link)

Much congratulations an' bestest wishes! (^_^)


Island Elf(link)

Yay!

*Does excited, happy, fun dance for DM* (^_^)

Congratulations!

In the past two week I've seen two friends get married m'self. (^_^)


Island Elf(link)

*Hugz DM* (^_^) That's okeys. Tha' boards bin actin' up somat fierce, which dun't be helpin'.


Island Elf(link)

Suny, lacking as many pockets as Lilah, begins to try and wolf down as much as she can... Though quickly realizes that neither her tummy, nor her cheeks can do as good a job.

With some regret she stops her antics and, brushing crumbs and gravy from her fingers also gets ready to head off with every one.

"Iph weely, weely gooph phuph!" She tries her best to thank the chef at least.

Diplomacy:1d20 + 3 ⇒ (3) + 3 = 6


Island Elf(link)

"Oh! Yes pleaze!" Suny calls brightly, then realizes what she's done and looks at her friends with a torrent of emotions swirling across her features.


Island Elf(link)

"Buph, fah fooph is gooph?" Suny asks...possibly, it's hard to tell around the food she's scarfing.


Island Elf(link)

Seemingly quickly forgetting their host Suny quickly digs into the proffered meal.

"Mph! Iph gooph!" (^_^)


Island Elf(link)

Suny inhales deeply,

"Well.. it dun't smell too bad...." She offers hesitantly...


Island Elf(link)

Suny hesitantly walks about the room looking into/at every thing.

Perception:1d20 + 11 ⇒ (12) + 11 = 23


Island Elf(link)

(O_o)

Is Suny's reaction at the... person... who offers a greetings.


Island Elf(link)

Suny cautiously and quietly pads up the stairs,

Stealth:1d20 + 10 ⇒ (13) + 10 = 23

Perception:1d20 + 12 ⇒ (6) + 12 = 18


Island Elf(link)

Suny is shocked and stunned into immobility..... the hyperactive Elf becoming preternaturally till possibly for the first time any have met her.

As poor Marcus begins to regain his composure/sense Suny shakes her blond mop as she gathers her startled wits.

"Ah! Marcus?! Is ye all right?" She bounces to her friend's aid,

And... I dun't has none skills fer helpin' sooth people's ills. :(

Perception:1d20 + 12 ⇒ (6) + 12 = 18

Though she tries to assist as best she can.


Island Elf(link)

*Group HUGZ*

Sharing is caring! (^_^)

:P


Island Elf(link)

*Nods* And when you're viewing the page on a phone.. with the screen so tiny.. the little red dot gets even more lost.

Sorry for not being able to engage in topic. :(

Over time... poor health (Flue).

Wishing every one all the best.


Island Elf(link)

Will PM when I get chance.

Again wishing everyone all the very best.


Island Elf(link)

Sorry, sorry, sorry!

At work on overtime and being in different time zone screws with my posting. :(

Yes Suny would have tried to stop Marcus. Just no good time to post.

Wishing every one all the very best.


Island Elf(link)

(O_o)

"Uh... I weren't meanin' it like all so sudden!" Suny attempts to forestall Marcus brave decision. "I be thinkin' we's need be thinkin' more about whut is all means." She waves a tanned arm around at the shiny stuff about the room.

"There be patterns an', an'.. magic stuffs all abouts..." Suny looks to Lilah,

'Whut were it ye be sayin' about them majic stuffs?"


Island Elf(link)

Sorry, rilly busy in RL.. ^^'

Suny carefully pads over to the not glowing rod/place.

Perception:1d20 + 11 ⇒ (19) + 11 = 30

"I wonder if'n ye s'posed ta' poke things with this?" She frwons. "Seems a tad stickin' out, if'n ye be askin' me..."


Island Elf(link)

Suny moves up cautiously at Marcus' waving and looks in at what he's found.

Perception:1d20 + 11 ⇒ (9) + 11 = 20

"Oooo! pretty..."


Island Elf(link)

Suny stops when she sees the room's contents. Even going so far as to crouch down and examine the grass closely, sniffing and stroking said weirdness. Once she's assured of its 'mundane' nature, even if its place is out, she happily wanders across, grinning happily as her bare, tanned feet relax amongst the supple fronds. (^_^)


Island Elf(link)

Suny nods at Ausk's comment, even as she pads cautiously along looking about at everything.

Perception:1d20 + 11 ⇒ (13) + 11 = 24


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At work.

As the spider leaves, Suny makes 'shooing' motions at it to hurry its progress along. Once the room is clear of the critters Suny goes back to clearing away webbing. (^_^)


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Suny deftly avoids the spiders plunging fangs and swings her sword at it in reply,

Att Roll:1d20 + 9 ⇒ (14) + 9 = 23

Dam Roll:1d8 ⇒ 2

"BAD spidey!"


Island Elf(link)

Suny drops her sweeping stick and draws the large, fancy sword from its scabbard across her back. Holding it defensively before herself as she stand between the approaching spiders and her ranged wielding friends.


Island Elf(link)

I iz helpin'! I iz gettin' rid of tha' spidey stuffs! (^_^)

*swish, swish, swish...*

I can jus' back up, right? (>_>)


Island Elf(link)

*Swish, swish, swish...*

Still happy ta' be gettin' rid of tha' spidey's hidey places! (^_^)


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At work.

Suny has an idea. She scampers off and finds a longish stick/branch, preferably with some leaves on the top.

Then she returns and begins to 'sweep' the webs. As the amount of webbing increases, she more begins to 'wrap' the webbing up..... like a giant, white candy-floss.

(^_^)


Island Elf(link)

Suny continues to watch Marcus, grinning brightly at her companion's freedom of motion through the air. Standing below, completely oblivious to what ever dangers lurk above.

(^_^)

*Hugz Lilah* I know ye weren't thinkin' nuffin' nasty or such. Throwin' fire at critters can be a right sense makin' thing t'do.


Island Elf(link)

Shielding her gaze with her hands, Suny 'Ooos' and 'Ahhhs' at Marcus' display of physical prowess.


Island Elf(link)

Suny does nod at Marcus' question, but she points into the dark room,

"I think there be somat in there. Like Lilah says, we should be goin' slow an' lookin' fer stuff..."

Suny moves to open the doors fully.. to let more light and air into the space.

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