El-Lina uses the fumble to dump the nosy one.
*Saddened that his ploy didn't work, DbJ left to sleep outside. When he wakes up from his perch high in the trees, he notices Rio, and decides to talke to him. As he lands his form shimmers back to human.
He's only a few feet from Rio when the boy speaks. DbJ's eyes widen at the boy's words.*DbJ:"Just came over for some dancing. How did you see through my illusion?"
Rio:"I looked around when I heard snoring this morning. Not hard to spot the red dragon in the tree."
*The two begin to talk about all that has happened in the past few months.*
After cleaning up and getting dressed, the Dalesman comes back down and grabs a table, checking to see how crowded it is already.
After cleaning up and getting dressed, the Dalesman comes back down and grabs a table, checking to see how crowded it is already.
Yo!
Lord of All Insects replies, giving his best hand insignia.
After cleaning up and getting dressed, the Dalesman comes back down and grabs a table, checking to see how crowded it is already.
Yo!
Lord of All Insects replies, giving his best hand insignia.
"Well met, friend! I was about to scare up some food and spirits - care to join me while we wait on the others to get here?"
Acme rolls up to the two regulars
*BEEP*
What provender would you two gentlemen like this evening?
*The Bard wakes up after a long night in the arcane forge. With a slight headahce he heads for the Club to get some breakfast. He nods at Dale and orders some pancakes, eggs, and slightly chewy bacon.*
Acme rolls up to the two regulars
*BEEP*
What provender would you two gentlemen like this evening?
"I'm up for some seafood, Acme, and a good wine to match please."
*The Bard wakes up after a long night in the arcane forge. With a slight headahce he heads for the Club to get some breakfast. He nods at Dale and orders some pancakes, eggs, and slightly chewy bacon.*
Gives a wave and a not to the Bard.
Kobold Cleaver returns, muttering to himself.
"The mask...the dracolich...the goddess...the Palace...where is the connection? Who are these folk? Spies? Certainly not from the same sides..."
Kobold Cleaver returns, muttering to himself.
"The mask...the dracolich...the goddess...the Palace...where is the connection? Who are these folk? Spies? Certainly not from the same sides..."
*Looking up from his meal, The Bard look over to Kc*
"What are you mumbling about KC?"
"I'm up for some seafood, Acme, and a good wine to match please."Acme rolls up to the two regulars
*BEEP*
What provender would you two gentlemen like this evening?
I'll go for two enchilladas, extra sauce, hold the onions, two beef soft tacos, extra cheese and lettuce and a pint of lager. Building up energy for tonight's dance as he loks at the Dalesman.
By the way, how faire the Realms lately. I heard the higher powers knocked-off Mystra again for the third time.
*BEEP*
Right away gentlemen!
Rolls back with the seafood and mexican to the table.
Kobold Cleaver returns, muttering to himself.
"The mask...the dracolich...the goddess...the Palace...where is the connection? Who are these folk? Spies? Certainly not from the same sides..."*Looking up from his meal, The Bard look over to Kc*
"What are you mumbling about KC?"
The kobold glances suspiciously at him.
"What? Oh, nothing...just, ah, thinking of battleship strategies."
*The Bard wakes up after a long night in the arcane forge. With a slight headahce he heads for the Club to get some breakfast. He nods at Dale and orders some pancakes, eggs, and slightly chewy bacon.*
A young tiefling girl bounces up and takes his order. She returns quickly with his breakfast.
There you go sir!
*Shrugs at Kc's response. Tha lich is getting paranoid.*
"Thank you Magdalena."
I'll go for two enchilladas, extra sauce, hold the onions, two beef soft tacos, extra cheese and lettuce and a pint of lager. Building up energy for tonight's dance as he loks at the Dalesman.
By the way, how faire the Realms lately. I heard the higher powers knocked-off Mystra again for the third time.
"I was on another world when it happened, thank the gods. Fortunately for me I tend to favor Tymora."
"The little I have heard doesn't sound like home anymore. So I've embraced my wanderlust a bit more than usual."
*The Bard wakes up after a long night in the arcane forge. With a slight headahce he heads for the Club to get some breakfast. He nods at Dale and orders some pancakes, eggs, and slightly chewy bacon.*A young tiefling girl bounces up and takes his order. She returns quickly with his breakfast.
There you go sir!
"Magdalena! Just the lady I wanted to see! Did I make it through those five Dark & Stormys last night, or did they finish me off first?"
KC looks at Allura.
"Excuse me, could you with me? I'm afraid I have some...bad news."
"Magdalena! Just the lady I wanted to see! Did I make it through those five Dark & Stormys last night, or did they finish me off first?"
The young tiefling girl looks up and smiles, her white teeth a startling contrast to her dusky skin
Hi Devlyn! You actually had six, but the sixth one you spilled when you passed out..
The girl giggles
Me and Samanda had to carry you up to your room. You are really heavy when you're drunk!
Hi Devlyn! You actually had six, but the sixth one you spilled when you passed out..The girl giggles
Me and Samanda had to carry you up to your room. You are really heavy when you're drunk!
*Gives a small laugh and tries to conceal it with a fake cough*
I'll go for two enchilladas, extra sauce, hold the onions, two beef soft tacos, extra cheese and lettuce and a pint of lager. Building up energy for tonight's dance as he loks at the Dalesman.
By the way, how faire the Realms lately. I heard the higher powers knocked-off Mystra again for the third time.
"I was on another world when it happened, thank the gods. Fortunately for me I tend to favor Tymora."
"The little I have heard doesn't sound like home anymore. So I've embraced my wanderlust a bit more than usual."
The things change the more they stay the same. Given low sales numbers and poor public response, they have Relams back to herself in no time. But for now, it's Golarion and its new splendor.
Bites into his enchillada
Wow! That's spicy.
Look at the tiefling waitress
Uh, do you have any bread rolls handy?
"Magdalena! Just the lady I wanted to see! Did I make it through those five Dark & Stormys last night, or did they finish me off first?"
The young tiefling girl looks up and smiles, her white teeth a startling contrast to her dusky skin
Hi Devlyn! You actually had six, but the sixth one you spilled when you passed out..
The girl giggles
Me and Samanda had to carry you up to your room. You are really heavy when you're drunk!
Smiles and laughs at himself
"Oh gods - I'm sorry I was so much trouble. I guess I owe you and Samanda for not leaving me passed out on the floor, don't I?"
Smiles and laughs at himself
"Oh gods - I'm sorry I was so much trouble. I guess I owe you and Samanda for not leaving me passed out on the floor, don't I?"
The tiefling girl smiles and tosses her blonde hair.
Just tell Alaina what a great waitress I am and we'll call it even!
She bops off to get LoAI some breadrolls.
The tiefling girl smiles and tosses her blonde hair.
Just tell Alaina what a great waitress I am and we'll call it even!
She bops off to get LoAI some breadrolls.
"Done and done - if you can put the word out to send her my way when she comes down, I'll take care of it!"
After a long day of exercise and religious instruction (accompanied by a lot of girlish giggling and gasps), Alaina prepares for the evening. Picking out a slightly more demure outfit than she usually wears, she dresses in a long peasant skirt the color of new-turned earth. She then dons a simple gold linen jacket over a ribbed white scoop-necked tee. A few pieces of chunky silver and mithril jewelry, her favorite ruby pendant, a pair of soft leather mocassin boots, and she is ready to face the crowds.
Descending to the grounds she can see that Acoustic Night is attracting a more rustic crowd. Denizens of Kirgala abound, many sporting slight animalistic features.
Arborean bariaur are seated about, sipping mead and tuning their instruments.
A trio of satyrs in ripped jeans and old Grateful Dead tee shirts sit by the pool strumming on sitars, surrounded by a gaggle of worshipful nymphs and dryads in earth tones.
Alaina waves to her regualrs as she goes to check on her girls.
Waves to Alaina, and asks her to swing by after she checks on the girls.
The satyrs gain the stage, each pulling out strange instruments and starting up an eldritch tune. The skirl of bagpipes and didgeridoos echo down on the crowd.
Alaina swirls up to Devlyn
What's going on Devlyn? Nice form in the pool this morning..
The satyrs gain the stage, each pulling out strange instruments and starting up an eldritch tune. The skirl of bagpipes and didgeridoos echo down on the crowd.
Alaina swirls up to Devlyn
What's going on Devlyn? Nice form in the pool this morning..
"Thanks Alaina, though I know I need to work on it a bit," he chuckles.
"I wanted to make sure I put in as good a word as possible for Magdalena and Samanda, who evidently went above and beyond the call of duty last night in getting me out of harm's way when I had one to many Dark & Stormys. They got me up to my room, unconscious and dead-weight, when they could've just propped me in a chair somewhere. They definitely earned their keep last night, and I wanted to make sure they got due recognition for that."
"Of course," he scratches his head, "I also need them to validate that I actually got five of those blasted things down before hitting the floor. but that's another story."
"Whatever you can do for them that's an appropriate 'thank you' would be great."
Alaina wakes up refreshed. She appreciated Acoustic Night, simply because the pace was a bit slower. The bands had done well, and the night had attracted a few heavy hitters. Speaking of which ...
A loud forceful snoring echoed from the other side of Alaina's bed. A small man slept deeply there, the shock of his long curly red-blonde hair so similar to Alaina's own the only thing visible besides one seven-fingered hand with long sharp nails. Alaina winced as she got up, feeling the effects of those nails on her slender tattooed back.
I'll have to use the Keoghtom's Ointment in the shower for sure .. She thinks to herself
Despite her pain, she was still quite happy with the evening. It's not every day the Hound of Ulster, son and proxy to Lugh the Sun God, came around ordinary folk. Cúchulainn was always off on some quest or mission, or at least that was the line he spun her while they rested between dancing, his strange seven-pupilled eyes gazing into her own emerald orbs.
Walking quietly, so as not to disturb the sleeping hero, Alaina slips on a black thong bikini, green shorts,and matching tee. She slips on her crosstrainers and jogs downstairs. Setting up on the mats by the pergola, she begins to stretch, waiting for her girls to arrive for their morning workout.
Having decided to actually not drink himself into oblivion last night (GASP!), the Dalesman was up to greet the dawn today. Last night's music was reminiscent of being home, and he brought a bit of that to the Club by making sure there was 100% audience participation in the revelry. It was a good night.
As Alaina comes down to get the floor ready, she sees him coming up from the beach, a two-bladed sword (a heavy training one, by the look of it) reseting on one shoulder, and a towel on the other. It looks like he is dressed to hit the pool again.
"Morning!"
Alaina waves to the warrior
Morning Devlyn!
Proceeds to contort into several high-level yoga forms. Devlyn's concentration on his swimming is sorely tested. Just as he starts to relax a cluster of the altargirls prance out in workout gear of various types and add to the distracting tableaux.
Alaina waves to the warrior
Morning Devlyn!
Proceeds to contort into several high-level yoga forms. Devlyn's concentration on his swimming is sorely tested. Just as he starts to relax a cluster of the altargirls prance out in workout gear of various types and add to the distracting tableaux.
Aye, it's a hardship, but The Dalesman is never one to complain. He will soldier on (and try not to drown or cramp up while keeping tabs on the group) ;D
He will also see if he can pick out Samanda from the group, as he still needs to do the gentlemanly thing and thank her for her help the other night. Not knowing what she looks like is turning out to be problematic though....
JH strolls down the stairs into the main room of the Club. He and LJ spent the entire day in their room yesterday discussing 'strategy'. He had a sneaky suspicion that Frat Jack augmented his cologne with healthy parts of Panama Jack's extensive stores of love potions. To say the attention JH drew the other night was a bother would be an understatement. He preferred being the hunter, not the prey.
What can a guy get for breakfast around here?
He sees the girls doing their yoga routines and hopes the cologne is truly gone. If not, he'll get breakfast at the Clubhouse. Maybe Hungry Jack is making German Potatoes.
... What can a guy get for breakfast around here?...
*BEEP*
I can get you whatever you require sir!
Zips up with a glass of OJ
JH strolls down the stairs into the main room of the Club. He and LJ spent the entire day in their room yesterday discussing 'strategy'. He had a sneaky suspicion that Frat Jack augmented his cologne with healthy parts of Panama Jack's extensive stores of love potions. To say the attention JH drew the other night was a bother would be an understatement. He preferred being the hunter, not the prey.
What can a guy get for breakfast around here?
He sees the girls doing their yoga routines and hopes the cologne is truly gone. If not, he'll get breakfast at the Clubhouse. Maybe Hungry Jack is making German Potatoes.
Pauses at the end of a lap to greet Jack Hammer
Morning JH! Check in with Acme - if today's faire is anything like yesterday's, you won't be disappointed."
They are a diverse lot: Aasimars, tieflings, elves, humans. Their only common denominator is that they are young and pretty. Magdalena is in the group, dressed in very short shorts and a bikini top. Serafina hasn't made it to the group, at least that Devlyn can see. Samanda might be the dark-haired human-looking girl in the spandex leggings and ripped sweatshirt top next to Magdalena. Devlyn isn't sure.
He will also see if he can pick out Samanda from the group, as he still needs to do the gentlemanly thing and thank her for her help the other night. Not knowing what she looks like is turning out to be problematic though....
Well, if they take a break of more than a moment or two between sessions, Devlyn will wave the two of them over. Otherwise, he'll wait until they're done. He won't get them in trouble for breaking routine, in any event.
KC looks at Allura.
"Excuse me, could you with me? I'm afraid I have some...bad news."
"Could I wha wih ou," Allura mumbles in a drunken voice.
After a breakfast fit for five men JH heads off to the Clubhouse.
Time to get a hammer back in my hand.
Waves bye to his friends on the way out.
Bbbbzzzzzzzzz.
Blood_Sample enters the Club and make himself at home above on of the speakers. He lands and his droning becomes quiet. He has a scroll cases strapped around his neck
After a breakfast fit for five men JH heads off to the Clubhouse.
Time to get a hammer back in my hand.
Waves bye to his friends on the way out.
"Good hunting then!"
Morning everybody. Hey, Blood_Sample, you have a message for me?
The giant mosquito flutters his wings in excitement and darts towards the Lord of All Insects.
Ok, he says as he unstraps the scroll case.
He pets his cherished messenger on the head like a puppy and unfurfurals he the document.
What have we here?
Morning everybody. Hey, Blood_Sample, you have a message for me?
The giant mosquito flutters his wings in excitement and darts towards the Lord of All Insects.
Ok, he says as he unstraps the scroll case.
He pets his cherished messenger on the head like a puppy and unfurfurals he the document.
What have we here?
Waves before starting another lap in the pool