"Yeah. I'll keep an eye out for talking hippogriffs."
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Vasek starts to raise his hand to volunteer to go, then reflects upon his day so far and decides to stare off into the woods somewhere.
Vasek mocks in a high pitched voice, "When the niiiiiiight comes! and Baba Svetlana oooopens the doooooors to her wagon, I will lodge a complaint! Waa. Give my a frakken break." He then turns to the doctor, and smiles, "Yeah, I have a real knack for getting along with humans. It's my specialty. Talking griffons with superiority complexes, not so much"
Vasek turns around and nods at Than's words then adds. "Like I just said, it's gone. Would you prefer we spilled blood all over your fat feet? Would you prefer we subject the young ones in the caravan to visions death and violence to haunt their dreams? We found a peaceful solution while showing the creature that we had the strength to do it in if it didn't cooperate. Would you like for this fine bard here to sing a song about the corpulent merchant who refuse to pay the guards that just successfully averted disaster? I. Don't. Think. So."
Vasek smiles, "Actually, after I whiffed I thought that thing was going to tear me apart before anyone even got a shot off. I can't believe it fled like that."
Vasek turns to Than, "Blow it out your ass painted woman, it's gone ain't it? You weren't convincing no one with that speech. And that thing is too pathetic to find a mate." Then he turns to Tiadora, "Might as well save it. It will just keep running away."
Well, I tried. Velos placed this beast here for a reason. I baser reason I guess. "I thought you would be reasonable." Vasek sighs, draws his axe and swings at the griffon.
"There is some truth to what you speak. But I am more than magnificent enough, am I not?", replies the griffin. "But you have a way with words, lizard. Would you be my emissary to my future mate?"
Vasek proudly and boldly strides towards the griffon, standing directly in front of it and looking it in the eyes "Noble and intimidating bird with lion's claws, why do you try and gain pittances from lowly caravans? I hae seen visions from Velos of grand happenings of the like that would shower one with riches and excitement. What would you do with trinkets and baubles? Not much I imagine, but I make sure you are provided with a lifetimes worth of equine flesh to satiate any hunger. Bad times are approaching and you can be out here, begging for scraps from peasants; or join me and you will experience much more than mere tributes."
Vasek walks towards the griffin, saying to his companions on the way. "easePlay, ifyay ethay irdbay ecidesday otay itebay emay, ootshay ityay ithway asyay anymay arrowsyay asyay youyay ancay." He'll activate detect evil before he gets within 60 feet, hold it for 3 rounds, and then shut it off before he gets to the griffon.
"Uhm, no. It's a noun used to express contempt towards a person or thing one finds contemptible. It can also be used as a verb to describe either having sexual intercourse with someone or thing, or to destroy something, in this case, I don't think we should have sexual intercourse with this bird. I have an idea." Vasek then sheathes his javelin, spreads his arms, and slowly walks towards the griffon and announces in a loud voice.
"Minotaur excrement. Frak this bird!"
Vasek smiles a toothy grin at Arak, "Ah yeas, dragons, they breathe air too. And sometimes, instead of breathing out stale breaths, they can exhale a flammable mist that ignites into gouts of flame. I am very familiar with that. I certainly hope that this griffon does not do that. Otherwise this whole caravan, including us, would be burned alive very quickly without much hope of a respectable defense."
"I don't see any fire so clearly it breathes air like the rest of us." Vasek maintains his position.
Vasek smiles a large, wide toothy grin at Than, "That is a good plan." He then lopes along to the front shouting for the non fighters to hide. When he passes by the young Karin, he askes. "Who is Old Margreeve and why should we care if it takes affront? We should get the women and children into whatever hiding places we can." He then, after receiving and answer, stands in the middle of the road between the caravan and eagle, javelin at the ready.
Vasek points at Arak and says, "That man seems alarmed too. Maybe there is something to this bird?" He draws a javelin, rests it on his shoulder, then points at the eagle and strides forward towards it shouting:
Influence to demoralize
Vasek watches the bird approach then turns to doctor. "Long-nosed masked man, you seem to be a maker of good decisions, what do you suggest we do about the bird? I'm inclined to wait and see what it does first, but that stern looking woman with a bow seems alarmed."
"But I'm not famous. No one outside my unit knows me. Maybe another dragonkin soldier named Vasek is famous here. Anyway, I agree with the almost dragon lady. If trouble is a brew maybe safety in numbers."
"Ah, friend Vasek..." "Trickery! How did you learn my name? Was it the thing you did with your eyebrow? Speak Talkative Human!"
"Why would someone put a slayer of women as second in charge? Such an act is cowardice at the least and if the females are of childbearing age, may harken an early end of times. Such a duo should be stopped before they do too much damage."
"Trouble brings me, eyebrowman. The Voice of the Distant Stars put me on this path."
The big dragonkin slowly turns his head to the bard. "No you may not, friendlyman." He then growls out a rumbling sigh and looks at the horizon.
Oops. I'm as good as I'm going to get.
Eakratz posting as Vesak, Paladin of Velos. Not complete and can't gaurantee a backstory soon but it's a start.
Sorry about the delay here. Been busy, then last night my RL PC died and I need to make a 6th level arcane caster. This is going to delay me a bit. For now, though, Chops will be mostly Defender. Probably 3 levels of Barb at the most.
Chops V2, the Barbarian Defender currently under construction. |