Apologies, I had a small but heavy lapse in my depression and just kinda went inverted for a while. Hopefully I am back without much worries.
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Toulbe moves forwards a tiny bit and screams once more at the Drone. He continues to inspire after the quick scream.
Toulbe holds his breath for the moment, spying that some of the flying ones are starting to fall. He spies two more starting to get closer to the group and lets out the alarm! "Two more are flying in at Goggeck!" he yells out.
Touble mostly squeaks and hides behind the nearest dwarf as the flying creatures start making their way towards them. "Ah...I'm not good at such a distance!" he manages to let out in the middle of trying to inspire them.
Touble looks at the ants with some speculation as if he is trying to remember something important but it seems he cannot place it. He tilts his head and looks at the recently clobbered ones. "You know...might make a decent armor component. Their hides seems kinda thick? It'd at least make a decent plate." he said going off on a random tangent.
Toulbe squeaks and begins trying to recite all the intricate uses of Dwarven ale besides consumption.
Toulbe will step forwards and begin looking over all the ingredients and alcohol available. He made his way back before speaking up to the dwarves "It'd be good to add in pretty much all he has on hand for Food and drink....though I would appreciate you leaving the Horse Cheese out of the list. I'm not a picky eater but something bout that one gives me the jeebies." he said, oddly being picky about food for once.
Toulbe checks the things with the traveling fam!
Toulbe had been lackluster perhaps a little melancholy the entire ride to the Vault. He only seemed to perk up again, once there was a talk of a feast. He seemed almost giddy at that point and clambered into the kitchens with the other workers. "Ooooh, let me help. I've missed a proper kitchen. I bet with some of the wyvern meat and other things we found, we could make something unique and delicious!" he said overtly excited. While he was there, he began grilling all the dwarves working there on the various properties that barrels had on the flavor of ales and liquors, as well as what spices were typically used. He would begin writing in a small journal all that they had to offer, quickly drumming up an ingredients list that he'd need to keep the dwarven train going. After all, Dwarves needed it to function! As they worked in the kitchens, Toulbe veritably danced about doing his work always slipping just right around the dwarves to help out when they needed something.
Apologies, I am gonna try my best to get a post out tomorrow. Things have been just all over the place health wise and then with the fourth kicking my ass....ugh.
Toulbe tittered about. A scene of death and decay...wasn't something he'd really be helpful in. He looked around and tried to find if there was any food or ingredients of any kind that whatever had destroyed the place perhaps left behind and had not started to rot.
Apologies for not having been active. My wrist has been having some issues and swelling has caused bones to dislodge so I've been having a hard time typing most days. I've had an Xray, an MRI, and am not getting EMG soon to try and find the problem. >.< Hopefully will be back up to snuff soon >.<
Toulbe shrugged his shoulders slightly at Adu's mentioning of the creature's ability to speak. "Honestly, I try not to think too hard about that kind of thing. Iffin I did, it'd screw up the creative process. After all, I can speak to animals of all kinds...so I'd not be able to use meat a'tall." he said as he tapped the butcher's knife against his chin thinking out loud. "would dragon's blood work as an ingredient for creating a stiff alcohol? Maybe Boomer left behind a book about distilling Alcohol. I had asked him about it before since I do a lot of cooking and a bit of Alchemy. It only made sense to try my hand at Liquors one day..." he said as he walked back to the cart while the dragon drained.
Bleh, oh holy hell. I had some stuff messed up on this. (Granted the last time we updated this, Toulbe was carrying a lot of his gear instead of having it in the wagon. So some negs got removed switching from Med Encumbrance to Light.) Topple that on losing my Hero Labs folder (I assume it didn't transfer over properly) meant I had to remake the character and make sure everything land in place for the right numbers and such. Sorry it took me so long to update. The previous information just would not click till I figured out the changes and why they weren't making sense. That said, update. Bard 4
Apologies, hoping to get my Level done sometime today. Been strugglign with pain a lot thanks to the weather constantly going nuts.
Toulbe squeaks a bit as everyone starts looking over wounds. He takes this opportunity to go over to the dragon and make sure it is not breathing.
He makes his way back to the wagon to get some supplies. Soon he is back with an empty barrel and some rope. He looks around the cave for both loot and somewhere potentially to loop some rope around to hoist a dragon up so that he can bleed it. (Both for Alchemical purposes and food!)
He Whistles for Bistro to come into the cavern and looks to the Dwarves "We're losing precious ingredients. Lets get this dragon up and hanging so that I can butcher him proper please! Also...does anyone know how to tan hides?" he asked as he looked at the creature. Once he had the help and the dragon would be hoisted proper, he'd pull out his butcher knife and with a loud HYYYAHHHHHH! That would make Link proud, he'd strike the neck and then carefully extend the cut to bleed the beast so he can butcher it in a few hours. His carefully placed barrel, currently empty of ale thanks to the dwarves spectacular diet, starts to fill with blood.
/me quickly scrambled forwards on all fours towards Goggeck, attempting to stay out of the dragon's view of potential targets.
Touble watches as the bugbears fall quickly, his courage rising a bit...until the dragon took flight. He screeched mid recipe and dropped prone.
Toulbe looks over in awe at the Dragon as it starts roaring and snarling. His knees shake a bit but he despite himself, he reciting the steps of making a hard dwarven cider that he'd been reading up on.
Toulbe is closer to the rear, his knees shaking with each step as he isn't quite as brave now that they are close.
Toulbe looks at the rabbit's foot and scratches his head. He had heard these were lucky...but he'd also heard of a Chelaxian baron who would keep Halfling feet for the same reason and somehow losing a limb doesn't seem to lucky to him. Still, who was he to twist the god's favor for such a possible blessing. He'd get a bit of leather strips later off of some dinner and see about making a necklace. He looked at the intestines. It'd be smarter to use the intestines to lure in some potential predator for more meat but then again the coyotes deserved a good meal as well. He scratched his head a bit, before setting aside a pound of meat and the intestines for the pups before getting to work on the stew. He gave critters what all he could before rendering down all the fat and cooking the meat with an extra helping of veggies to make up for the missing pound of meat. He set aside the other items in his wagon for the time being and back to the group in time to hear about their next objective. Shaking with nerves and excitement Toulbe rang the dinner bell. "Soup's on. Sadly, not much in the way for breakfast but we'll scrounge up what we can and maybe we'll have dragon for dinner![/b]" he said excitedly.
Toulbe looked over at the situation once he came back with such paltry supplies. He tilted his head a bit as he thought "Well, I know this is a bit odd, but insects can be a delicacy to some. I met a frog man once who told me about a cricket pie? Still, though...I imagine with a bit of oil and seasoning, I could do something with ants. Maybe roll them in a bit of melted sugar and cinnamon then fry them in some oil. Could make for some delicious and rather nutritious trail food." he offered as he took the butcher knife out and gave a small cut on the rabbit before grabbing hold of the skin and ripping the pelt off.
Toulbe looked a bit at odds with the Dwarves as they sniffed out the iron. He certainly wasn't smelling anything in the air. Were Dwarves just that in tune with metal and the like. He wondered. Toulbe scratched his head looked to the pup "Is it alright if I call in the wolves and hunt then once we get closer?"
Toulbe scooted back when it seemed the creature demanded a bit of space. He watched with some awe as it scooped up all he had offered and took back off. He put a hand over his brow to shield his eyes as he watched the creature disappear. He turned back to the others and waddled happily back.
"Quite a beautiful creature. Poor thing must've been hungry. Very smart creatures they are." he said before noting Brunhild's flush. He hadn't seen what would've caused such a flush so perhaps he though her embarrassed for imagining riding it soaring through the air. That had to be a dream a dwarf would be embarrassed to admit right? He suddenly realised that he'd perhaps offered too much and rushed back to the wagon looking it over. He let out a small groan of disappointment. "Sorry everyone, I got a little overzealous I think...I did ask him to leave us some, but well...I kinda accidentally gave him all my stores of meat." he admitted begrudgingly. "But! We have ample land to hunt and such and that'd give me a full night to smoke what we catch. Hopefully it's a boar. Good ol smoked boar, I can take some of the fat even and fry the skin for some road snacks!" he said forgetting that he was apologizing and now simply daydreaming about the foods they might find.
I apologize profusely for the constant animal husbandry. Gnomes gotta do what a gnome brain says to do less they start to dull out and die.
Toulbe looks up at the gryphon and stops in his tracks when he notices it's attempt at signalling such. He carefully places some of the meat in little sections on the floor. "You can have it all if you need but we'd appreciate it if you only took some. I bet your family used to run into the dwarves all the time around here, we are trying to get rid of all the Orcs...err the green angry ones and such so that the more down to earth.." he snorts a bit at this joke, having not meant to make one. "Yes, err so that myself and those like the others over there can work with the land more peaceably." he said nodding. He hoped that this worked as a bit of hunting to restock his supplies was hardly the price to pay for making a new friend or at least not killing such a beautiful and intelligent creature such as this one.
Toulbe watches curiously for a moment then recognizes what the creature is. "Oh my, a griffon!!!!" he said out loud. He looked around a bit "Guard the horses, Bistro." he said while his spell lasted. He at least wouldn't need it for this creature he was pretty sure. He looked at the others "Don't let it near the horse, I'm gonna grab some meat and draw it away from them. These guys are super smart." he said as he clambered up into the wagon quickly and found some of the dried meats. He rushed as much as he could, watching the sky and then moved away from the pack animals. "Over here Mr Griffon!!!!! I have your meal over here!" he shouted as he made his way a little ways away from the animals.
Toulbe looked skyward. This was new. He scratched his head a bit before getting out his speaking trumpet real quick. "We are not food! Please leave and I will provide you with some delicious meat!" he yelled skyward, hoping his spell would last long enough to broker away this creature.
Toulbe goes about his work getting camp ready til the pup started trying to get his attention. At first he though a scrap of bacon might be what the pup wants but he remembered telling him to do something along these lines to get his attention. He called upon his innate magical reserves and let his mind fill with the sounds of animals. "Something wrong pup?" he barked curiously at the coyote.
Take care of yourself, lest you get sick from having sleep adjustments and such.
Toulbe began poking at the dead ants as his cousin was quick to deal with the injured. He scratched his head, he wasn't sure this meat would be all that useful. He'd heard of people frying insects before but he didn't have the oil around. Perhaps if they found some fat he could fashion a big clay pot to try and fry it in.
Toulbe stands up in his cart and looks at the Ant, this was not good. "Hey! No, bad Ant! We're not a picnic!" He takes a deep breathe and lets out an Ear Piercing Scream that only the Ant could hear? With it's...Ant Feelers?
Toulbe starts back up the caravan and tries his best to navigate the harsh enviroment.
Toulbe's eyes lit up as the others discussed the itinerary. The thought of tracking down a dragon and the potential to explore new heights of cuisine got him practically vibrating. He squealed and ran back to his cart as he began to look over everything to make sure he might have something for any occasion. He pulled out a bag and it seemed he had found what he had been looking for. He unfolded the fishing net and began looking it over to check for any tears or breaks in the net. He'd make sure to carry it and be prepared in case it was a young dragon with wings. You gotta be careful with flying creatures and restrict them quickly after all. He began looking over his rope and other equipment that might be useful in catching a dragon like his various alchemical flasks.
Toulbe hearing the dwarves start to titter a bit over something nodded to the wolves. He started to walk away and then came back before his magic flew away "When I come to need you, I wont always be able to speak to you. But I will let out a great clatter. Come the moon tonight, when the fire is high and the food is cooked. I will let you know the signal to let you know we are in the area and would like to travel with you " he said before he ran off to find out what got the dwarves excited. He came running up like a kid to the candy clerk. "Something exciting and curious has been found hasnt it!!! Can we do it? I hope it's not more bugbears. I have had enough of those. I hope it's hints to finding a great market!" he said looking up at the Dwarves gathered.
You know a Bard can't resist a Dragon Lair....Oh dear, Toulbe gonna die out of need for dragon meat and Dragon Blood Mead! Toulbe votes to head immediately to the Dragon Lair to scout it out cause...gold and supplies!
Toulbe bowed his head to the Wolf Leader "It is much appreciated, I will do my best to take care of your pupp and see that he only gets into so much trouble. After all, you can't learn without doing and having fun. Still, it is a shame you don't wish to journey with us but I understand the difficulties of leaving that which is your home and comfort." he said smiling. "We will be in the area for some time, I believe there is an Orc infestation that we must deal with for the betterment of all living creatures." he said before looking back to his traveling group. "The wolves will help us for as long as we remain in their territory, this should help us bolster our reserves before we go back underground." he said smiling though looking a little sad knowing there will be parting soon.
Toulbe moves back to the cart and gathers up the pup before coming to face all the creatures. He casts his innate magics and soon he addresses his animal audience. "We are friends, we have come to rescue you from the bugbears and reunite you with your child!" he says happily. He looks at all the cages and animals present. He felt bad but debated what to do with the non wolves. He hoped that he could have a pack of friends to ride in his wagon and guard them at night. "I'm going to come over and unlock all the cages now, please dont be alarmed or bite me. If you are hurt, please come sit by the pup and I will tend to your wounds. We are travelers and are headed to take back a fort from the Orcs but we would welcome you to become part of our pack. I dont expect you to fight for us, just help protect us at night and help hunt and we will make sure you stay fed and healthy!" he said happily.
Toulbe lifts his head and sees that the tide has turned. He lets out a silent scream at the bowman.
Toulbe moved up as he looked around trying to figure out how he could help in any way. But he squeaked as rocks went flying and people yelled. He hunkered down and continued to recite differences in smoking barrels as he let out a wave of energy.
Toulbe teeters a bit, unsure what to do before he summons up a bit of courage and comes screeching out from his hiding spot. He takes a deep breath upon reaching the spot while continuing to talk about the lovely smokey taste of a dwarven ale and suddenly the air in front of him shatters and goes flying as he belts out a loud syllable.
Toulbe peered around the corner as the sounds of angry dwarves going to war started. He eeped and realized he couldn't be really sneaky anymore. He began nervously spouting out culinary differences between goblin ale and dwarven ale and how to make them as he tried to climb up the side.
He fell flat on his butt and hunkered down.
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