If you want Sadie, just whistle. You know how to whistle don't you?
You put your lips together and blow.
Somebody wants Sadie, when that someone is done with her, we will see where the rest of the group stands.
And I will keep everyone not selected now in mind for later. It's deciding this and I'm sorry I can't pick everyone.
I am a returning player from one of Han's former games my character is named Agria Nerie Louloudi she was Adopted from infancy to tragic means, beyond any of her control. As told to her by her loving Adoptive parents Who adopted her from infancy that she considers thqem her real parents even though not biological. It began 22 years ago at the end of a terrible war between Like yet different kin she was born abyssal merfolk her adoptive parents both royalty merfolk within the Kingdom she has lived her entire life. Her biological parents were in war with her adoptive parents Kingdom trying to enslave it during the last days of this war massive casulties accured on both sides occurred and in the aftermath she was found hidden away in her biological parents home found by her adoptive parents, okayed by Their magistrate to be brought in to their care she was only an infant not to be judged by her abyssal blood for she was innocent and her mind was not yet corrupted by evil. Guessed to be around 6 months old when adopted. Ever since she was 4 years of age there was something remarkable even for her biology of merfolk magic seemed not only accessible to her but flowed through her in regards to mystic arts as she grew so did the power that ran through her so as her parents are royalty they used their powerful connections to get her into the most elite mystic Academy within the Kingdom. She went through many rituals at that time she was told she was almost To realize her potential but at the same time danger loomed then after that the war became inflamed once again. I did master my my firm of magic
Aria will be an occasionally appearing NPC, not to appear until you read the assignment.
The dwarf frowns at the cheerful halfling and grunts an acknowledgement. "Sò.." Arlo started, as if casual conversation was a new language, "yòu ùsèd tò jùst bè à rèsèàrchèr, hùh? Thìs ìsn't gòìng tò bè yòur fìrst fìèld wòrk, ìs ìt?"
Spencer tilts his head to the side, considering. "Well, I guess that depends on what you mean by "field work." I've certainly done work in the field, but mostly just preliminary information-gathering or assessments after the fact. You know, the sowing and the tilling. This will be my first trip into the field for, shall we say, harvest time."
He frowns. "That field metaphor got away from me."
The dwarf's scowl deepens and he looks at a distant corner of the room. "Бля..", Arlo mumbles under his breath. "Wèll, shìt. Ì gùèss Ì'll dò whàt Ì càn tò kéép yóu álìvé. Nó prómìsés."
Al-eon nodded when her name was called.
She let her holo formal clothing dissipate, to reveal her preferred bodysuit.
Then she walked over to where the group was collecting. Stopping. she Towered over most of them. She took her time, checking them out assessing them, before Saying to Brighthammer.
"It is good to be working with you again Arlo. Do you need me to carry your back up ale, as I did last time?"
The halfling woman bowed her head to the committee. She couldn't help but ponder exactly why the tentacled mystery person, Phireston, wanted her to act as leader. But...
Well, it was hardly up to her if she would be leader or not. That was a decision for a group.
"I CAN use scrolls," the halfling noblewoman answered, nodding and resting her wrist upon her rapier's hilt. "'Tis no specialty of mine, but I succeed more often than I fail, and likewise have similar success with a good wand."
The young paladin saw that Arlo and Spencer were busy talking. She thought about approaching the Android, but frankly she had always made Briallen just a little uncomfortable as it was hard to read what she was really thinking. And the Lurker, well... She assumed the Lurker would approach whoever the Lurker wished to approach.
So, Briallen went up to Moira, that strange human woman that seemed to answer to a higher power, much as Briallen did...
"I have heard of your exploits," the halfling told Moira as she came up. "You're quite capable, so I've heard, and find little rest, such is your diligence. I respect such ardor for justice."
Briallen held her hand out to Moira, smiling politely.
"I don't believe we've spoken much before," the little paladin told Moira. "But I look forward to working alongside you. Your knowledge and unique talents should prove most useful."
Reading posts now! ...Briallen as leader? Hmm... I'll have to see what the fellow PCs say. Paladin leader is an odd choice, but we have, what, *three* paladins? :thinking:
Yeah, I think all the non-paladins straight-up told the committee they don't really feel suited to lead.
We could maybe just not have a single leader? Not sure how essential it is for making things run smoothly. Like maybe Briallen could take the lead for combat, AI-eon for communications, and so on? I guess this is a conversation we'll need to have in character, but GM I'm curious if you've got any more thoughts.
"It is good to be working with you again Arlo. Do you need me to carry your back up ale, as I did last time?"
Arlo's face sours at the idea. "Nàh, Àl. Ìt dòèsn't sòund lìke thìs jòb wìll bè às èàsy às làst tìme. Bèsìdès dàmn mÌnì-kèg nèàrly stòppèd ùs fròm gèttìng tò thè èxtràctìon pòìnt ìn tìme ànywày."
Arlo's face sours at the idea. "Nàh, Àl. Ìt dòèsn't sòund lìke thìs jòb wìll bè às èàsy às làst tìme. Bèsìdès dàmn mÌnì-kèg nèàrly stòppèd ùs fròm gèttìng tò thè èxtràctìon pòìnt ìn tìme ànywày."
She smiles at the comment.
"Yes that was a close-run thing, I meant to ask, why where those females chasing you saying you had to pay?"She knows full well why she is pulling his leg.
Arlo's lip creased into a snarl. "Ì'll nèvèr ùndèrstànd thè còncèpt òf 'ándróìd hùmór'."
She brakes out laughing at his comment.
Then says.
"Bad-tempered and comugly as always Arlo"
She puts her fist under her chin, In the act of thinking
then to herself, she says.
"I think I may bring that ale, just to tempt you"
Again she is pulling his leg, she has no intention of putting temptation in his way.
Strongly considering creating a discord for the group. Would that work for people?
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Good luck guys and have a great game!
"I have heard of your exploits," the halfling told Moira as she came up. "You're quite capable, so I've heard, and find little rest, such is your diligence. I respect such ardor for justice."
Briallen held her hand out to Moira, smiling politely.
"I don't believe we've spoken much before," the little paladin told Moira. "But I look forward to working alongside you. Your knowledge and unique talents should prove most useful."
"I can't say I'm one to stand by while meddlers go mucking about with reality, but I suppose that's why we're here. Pleased to be working with you, Briallen. Council made some good choices with this group." She returns the halfling's handshake with an almost magnetic grip.
The halfling woman did not have a very strong grip, but there was a sort of controlled energy to her handshake.
"I feel much the same," she answered Moira. "Perchance we will have an opportunity to discuss strengths and weaknesses better as a group. I suspect we shall all be taking much counsel from Al-eon and Mr. Bevel."
