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Post by Shaa Rhunn on Feb 2, 2023 13:36:29 GMT -5
Shaa sat pensive at a large wooden table in the back of the Gilded Mare. He was writing furiously with sweat beading on his furry brow as he struggled for the right words. On the table was an assorted mix of paper, writing quills, baked goods and a strange collection of random items. It had been several years since his last attempt to write hearth day notes for his friends due to the unfortunate misunderstandings in previous years. Shaa was sure though, this year, they would get it.
The reason that hearth day notes are almost unheard of from Minotaurs is because Minotaurs have a very unique cultural quirk that makes sending notes…problematic. The reason is that because among Minotaurs, the way they express love and affection is through insults and violence.
There have been lots of theories over the years why Minotaurs do this to each other. Parties are giant fights. Brothers are smelly goblin sniffers. To the casual observer, it is all quite awful. But to Minotaurs, the reason they insult each other is because they want their loved ones to be STRONG. The idea is if you mock and insult your friends and family, they will be tough and therefore safe in the world at large. If a Minotaur doesn’t like you, they would just punch you, put an axe in your face or any number of 100 other horrible things that Minotaur are famous for. They mock because they care.
As Shaa had lived and traveled among non Minotaurs for so long, he had, over the years managed to curb this tendency for the most part. He still gave lots of nicknames and friendly arm punches but pretty tame stuff relatively speaking. He was now ready to show his love and affection to several new friends in the Shaa way. They would get it right? The only problem was he had a lot of things to deliver all over Charon. He might need to enlist some help. Shaa looks up and sees someone enter the tavern. They look over at him and his table mess. Shaa reaches into his Jolly Bag just in case. _ZjENNHR
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Post by Issala 'Izzy' Arodre on Feb 5, 2023 1:51:09 GMT -5
Izzy, miraculously in the King's Valley thanks to some recent nonsense involving a certain kenku, was intent on enjoying a nice time, minding her own business, having a drink and a smoke... and aggressively chewing the end of her cigar as she watches the minotaur scrawl away on some paper near the other side of the room.
She takes a quick seat at the bar to get her drink, teetering precariously on the back legs of her chair, feet on the table, she tries to gauge the big... big minotaurs height. Did she know them? Maybe. Not directly anyway, no one she had received a 'request' for anyway, she would have remembered if it was a minotaur. But doing a rough estimation of body ratios, Izzy estimated that they were probably-- certainly-- taller than her.
How dare.
More curious, though, was the brief way they looked up at her from their writing as she walked past. Mad as she was that someone dared, DARED, be taller than her within a one hundred mile radius, she was much more interested in what they could be writing. But maybe she needed a little alcoholic lubrication to smooth that along. She was a twig compared to the giant mass of muscles the horned minotaur sported. By contrast, seeing them hunched over the table, scrawinng away, was... almost adorable.
Coming back around, this time with two big glasses of ale, Izzy approached the table with her sharp-toothed grin flashing in the low tavern light, teeth clamped on that poor cigar. She tips them a friendly wink and set it on the edge for them. Now that she was closer... did they look familiar? Had she seen them on a poster somewhere once or twice? "What's gooood. Thought us statuesque folks oughta stick together," She glanced back at the wary room. The two tallest, be-horned, scary looking individuals coming together for a little socialization. Seemed a good way to make friends. Or at the very least convince them to somehow be shorter, as if that was a thing people could do.
"Name's Izzy; Private investigator extraordinaire and all around rakish good-time gal. Whatcha got there?" She nods to the papers on the table, scooping an empty chair from a nearby table to sit in it backwards, like the hooligan she was.
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Post by Shaa Rhunn on Feb 5, 2023 3:04:22 GMT -5
Shaa took the top and put it back into his bag of the infinite for safe keeping. He was surprised at how aggressive the tiefling was right out of the gate. Most people who didn’t know him gave the massive Minotaur a pretty wide berth. Having someone come right up and introduce themselves was practically unheard of…unless they wanted something. Usually a fight. But she seemed friendly enough. And a private investigator to boot, a sneaky person who could find other people is just who he needed.
Ummm Hi Izzy. Shaa held out a large meaty hand for her to shake. I am Shaa Rhunn…Minotaur…Pit Fighter…guy with a giant mess on his hands. Shaa waves his hands over the items on the table and half laughs at the haphazard assortment of materials. Go ahead and pull up a seat. We can put a couple back and I’ll tell you what’s up if your interested. You know, cause us “ dynamically statured” people are sticking together right? Shaa gives her a mischievous grin.
After a couple drinks and Shaa explaining the delicacies of Minotaurish terms of endearment, he gets a bit deeper into the actual plan.
So that’s it in a nutshell. I have a bunch of carefully crafted notes as well as some sentimental items I need to deliver to friends all over Charon. Believe it or not, the notes were the hardest part. I’m not exactly a bard over here. Shaa wipes some of the ink off his hands with a nearby rag. But now that I’m pretty much done, it’s just a matter of finding my friends and delivering everything. But, believe it or not, I have an ace up my sleeve…well I would if I actually wore sleeves but you know what I mean. Shaa reaches into his bag and pulls out a blue Mephit with a golden lock around his neck. The Mephit stretches his wings and arms, scratches his butt and waves at the Teifling. Name is Toren, the pleasure is all yours. Torn spits on the table. The table sizzles and smokes at the spot.
I won my little blue friend here in a recent bet. I agreed to let him go if he helped me with my errands today. He has a very special gift. I actually don’t mind living in the bag. I had a former master that used to store me in his shoe. Ugh. Shaa cleared his throat. Anyway, Toren can teleport anyone and anything …wait for it…ANYWHERE. Shaa paused for effect. That’s right, he can take us anywhere in Charon instantly. But just for today. I’m not a taxi service. Right. Just for today. My buddies are going to be so surprised! Shaa looked at the table again and his smile dropped a bit. That’s where you come in if you are up to it. Toren can get us close but I want this to be a surprise so we are going to have to sneaky deliver them. What do you say Izzy? Up for a challenge? Shaa sipped his ale expectantly waiting for her response.
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Post by Issala 'Izzy' Arodre on Feb 5, 2023 12:07:24 GMT -5
Izzy's expression clears and she snaps her fingers. "Thaaaat's where I know you from!! You're a pit fighter, I've seen your posters!" she reached over to shake his hand-- so strange, having her hand be the small one for a change. He seemed receptive though, and if there was one surefire thing that always distracted her from being not-the-tallest, it was a good time. Izzy lifts her glass in cheers; the promise of information was a life she simply couldn't ignore, even if the reasoning behind learning was totally benign. "I sure am! Lay it on me, big guy."
She finds the discussion and the finer points of minotaur culture pretty fascinating, all things considered. These were things she didn't originally know, and now that she did, Izzy could certainly see the charm. Shaa was doing something... actually very sweet and genuine and Izzy found herself impressed by it. Maybe that was the alcohol talking. Probably not, though.
"You? Not a bard? Pshaw," She grins wide, fiddling with a salt shaker on the table by tipping it back and forth. Looking up with interest as he reveales the litle blue Mephit, Izzy's eyes widen, delight spreading over her face. "Sure is, bud, nice to meet ya, Toren." Her glass lifts in cheers and she winks.
Hearing he could teleport anywhere though has Izzy buzzing with excitement. What! That was so handy?! And hearing this was a temporary arrangement to be utilized for the surreptitious delivery of gifts and well-meaning insults to Shaa's dearest friends and family... if she had any remaining reservations regarding Shaa's height, they were long forgotten at this point. She smacks the table with her palm. "I am down, up, and sideways at this point. hell yeah I'm in!"
Throwing back the last of her drink she stands up, adjusting the collar of her coat. "Those friends of yours won't know what hit 'em. They're gonna get so much friggin' love and appreciation from you, they'll be beside themselves. Ready when you two are."
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Post by Shaa Rhunn on Feb 5, 2023 17:12:45 GMT -5
Shaa could not believe his luck. More often than not he was being chased by something or having weapons thrown at him. Now here he was, heading off into, what could only be a sea inevitable chaos and here was a travel buddy with a paddle. This was going to be awesome..or illegal…probably both.
FANTASTIC! Ohhh we are going to have some fun with this. They are going to be so surprised. Shaa pauses for a moment. Ummm one thing. It’s probably best if you keep this Mephit between you and me for today. I promised this guy freedom and I don’t break a promise, EVER. We dont need some pest trying to snatch him, yeah? Shaa looks around the bar as he quickly shoves all of the items from the table into his bag of the infinite. Sure enough, the table is empty and Shaa starts to walk out. Let’s see if we can find a bit of privacy for our friend to do his thing.
As the two head outside and around the corner, Shaa does another quick check. Seeing no one around, he pulls out Toren, the first letter , and a severed Vorrapede leg. The note says Ray, You smelly, one armed, lop faced scallywag. Happy Hearth Day. Shaa. Shaa smiled and attached the note to the Vorrapede leg, then handing it over to Izzy. Off to Gazablaak. Torren? The Mephit snaps his fingers and with a pop, they find themselves just outside of Gazablaak. Two kobolds stare at them as if they had just seen a ghost. Aggg demons! One of the kobolds cries, jumping at them with a silver dagger.
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Post by Issala 'Izzy' Arodre on Feb 5, 2023 18:32:50 GMT -5
"Cross my black little heart," Izzy promises, crossing her talons over her heart. She did mean it, though, Izzy fully intended too follow through on that. She really wasn't in the business of capturing other beings and using them to do her dark bidding. Made her feel extremely uncomfortable, but perhaps that was her conscience talking.
Bouncing a bit on the balls of her feet, Izzy claps her hands, rubbing them together eagerly. Carte blanche on breaking into houses, and it wasn't even her birthday! This was bound to be an absolute blast. She eyes the bag that just seemed to... absorb all the papers Shaa had on it only a few moments before. Oh, that was a neat trick. She needed like six of those.
Following the pair outside, Izzy popped a salute and awaited Torren to work their magic, taking the package to be delivered upon their arrival. The sensation of being teleported was new and deeply disconcerting, like all the molecules of her body had been shifted from one area of existence to another, and she felt every single one. She giggles, feeling a little loopy. "Whoohoohoo head rush! Can we go again?"
But there are kobolds with silver daggers trying to stab them. Which. Well that was fair, Izzy at least did look like a demon. She just moves her leg back and then forward, kicking her toe just under the kobolds wrist and flinging the silver dagger up into the air. She catches it, "Yoink," and then tucks it into the chest of her coat without addressing it. It was hers now.
"So, where's your friends place?" She looks up at Shaa, nonplussed by the frightened kobolds. They were honestly lucky she wasn't actively trying to be scary, though she wouldn't hesitate if they tried again. "Are you good with me just leaving it wherever in their place, or somewhere special for them to find it?"
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Post by Shaa Rhunn on Feb 5, 2023 20:20:18 GMT -5
Shaa gives Izzy a big smile. Well that’s half of the fun. You’re in charge of this delivery. The question is, how do we make sure he finds a Vorrapede leg? Toren? He’s over there, in the bar. Shaa nods a bit as if that was what his guess would be. Ok he’s in the bar. You are looking for a tough guy, missing an arm. When you make sure he’s got it, we’ll be waiting for you on the side alley, ready to pop to our next location. Shaa gets an odd look on his face and he grins. Tell you what. Let’s make a game out of it. Whoever delivers a card in the most creative way by the time we are out, wins.
Shaa looks Izzy up and down. You look like you could handle that. Raaar! Shaa slaps another Kobold who was slinking behind him upside his face. The Kobold lands flat on the ground. So anyway, what do you say? Think you can impress me? Shaa crosses his arms and waits for a response to the challenge.
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Post by Issala 'Izzy' Arodre on Feb 6, 2023 11:58:56 GMT -5
Izzy looks over her shoulder towards the bar indicated and flashes a wide grin. "Goootcha. Missing an arm, looks like a tough customer. This should be fun." As she starts to walk away, however, Shaa makes his... proposal. An enticing one, too. Izzy turns back to look up at the minotaur, brows lifting with mischevious interest, clearly intrigued. A game~? A challenge. Thems were fightin' words, and Izzy loved a good scrap. She steps back towards Shaa to give him a playful poke in the center of his chest, just as the kobold gets flung backwards.
"Oh-ho! I accept." Izzy snickers, gleefully. "Prepare to be impressed upon, Mr. Rhuun," Her wicked grin flashes up at him before she swerves away, ducking habitually along the side of the street with her alligator like tail swishing behind her.
Now, she was a tall woman, and Izzy knew for all her clever, stealthy ways, that she was a bit of a sore thumb around here. Not that it had stopped her before, but she did always enjoy the subtle approach, looming out of the shadows to terrify whomever she was seeking. That wasn't the intent today, of course. Right now, she was just trying to deliver something in the most creative way possible.
She slips in through the front door and takes a quick look as she makes her way to the bar proper. A few folks see her come in and look, understandibly, concerned about the giant demon-looking woman prowling up to the counter. She grins down at the bartender though, flashing the goblin her winningest smile, and gives him the friendliest of greetings. That was to say, a couple of solars.
"What's the fella in the booth drinkin'?" Izzy asks, leaning on the bar with her arm. She jerks her head back towards the person, sure they were her mark. Missing arm, looked tough, just quietly sipping away while the tavern chattered away. "I heard it's his special day and I wanna buy him a little drink."
The bartender looks confused. That was news to him, and also, what in the world did she mean by 'special day'? But Izzy had given a few too many solars to bother to question it, and so he grumbles "Whiskey neat."
She slaps the counter. "My man. Then his next round is on me. If I could, ah. Add a little garnish?" She grins. "I brought my own."
By the time the drink is delivered to Ray, it is no longer a mere drink, but the entire bottle, now poured into a wide neck vase. Sticking out of it is the massive vorrapede leg, resting in the whiskey like a garnish, or a single rose. The folded letter is attached to the top, like a card. Izzy watches, cackling quietly to herself, as the goblin wobbles his way over to Ray with the vase in hand, depositing it on the table. As he starts to look around for whomever pulled THAT nonsense, she slips quietly out of the tavern, a giant ghost in the night.
She comes back to where Shaa and Toren were, along with the kobolds who were experiencing some Hubris. Izzy dusts off her hands, clearly proud of herself. "Delivered by an anonymous admirer in a vase of whiskey~. How's that?"
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Post by Shaa Rhunn on Feb 6, 2023 12:51:06 GMT -5
Shaa bursts out in laughter, so much so that he snorts a bit. Izzy was not afraid to get creative so this was definitely going to be fun. That’s a great start, off we go. With a nod from his blue head, the trio again vanish into thin air.
The next stop is Kamille’s house. They are out on her front lawn but there does not seem to be anyone at home. Shaa knows that the house has several magical wards on it so they shouldn’t take anything for granted. Ok, I think I am up. I have a standing invitation so I don’t think I’m going to get turned to a toad or something. I hope. Shaa rifles through his bag and pulls out the note for Kamille. It reads Dear Ms. Kamille. Just thinking of you “heartbreaker” Happy Hearth Day, Shaa. He folds the paper into a scroll wraps a werewolf fang inside. Looking up, he sees a familiar Raven looking down at them. Shaa motion it down, tying the note to its leg. You know where this goes don’t you? The Raven cocks it’s head and caws, taking off to the sky.
Haha air mail. Shaa would have done something more creative but he had a feeling the house would not have been too happy with that. He would have to do a lot better in the future. We better get going before we get turned into ducks or something. Toren nods at them, and with a blink, they are gone.
They appear inside the barracks of the fighters guild. Although no one actually lives here full time, the barracks provided temporary housing for all the guild members in between missions. Shaa pulls out a note for Gerhart and a very large spire viper fang. The note reads Gerhart, I have socks older than you but smell better. Happy Hearth Day , Shaa Shaa had actually gotten the fang specially cleaned and worn down to make it more manageable. He was sure he would like it. He turns to Izzy. His room is number 238. Good luck. He’s a rogue-ish young guy, usually in armor.
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Post by Issala 'Izzy' Arodre on Feb 6, 2023 13:51:46 GMT -5
Izzy grins, pleased at the laughter. As the teleporting happens again, she gets another head rush, staggering a little again and giggling. "Is that always this fun?"
She looks up at the large, impressive house, little ember eyes gleaming. Now, who lived here that Shaa knew so well? It was a stately place, well kept, imposing. This was a house that probably enticed many fresh-faced thieves to its windows and doors, to seek out whatever treasures lay within... but Izzy had been around the block long enough to know better. This was one of those places you left alone unless you were paid really well to mess around in it. Even then, that was a risky business.
So, she doesnt begrudge Shaa for utilizing a raven to drop off the package. He seemed like the sort who would break down a wall if the door was less convenient, so the fact that he doesnt approach out of that abundance of caution speaks volumes to her. "Nicely done, another off the list. I've never been a duck before, have you?" she asks, moments before they disappear.
More giggles after this teleport, feeling positively woozy. "That must be a trip when you're wasted. Alright, who's next." She takes the package-- a gigantic fang? That was interesting-- and the letter, before popping a quick salute. "Back in a flaaash!" she sing-songs, before heading around the side of the building.
This time, she would have to break in. Which was fine with her. She picks out a room on the second floor that was dark, and easily hauls herself up to the ledge. Hanging on with one hand, she fishes out her latch-lifter in her pocket, slides it between the panes and boom, she's in.
Slithering into the dark room-- where someone was sleeping--, Izzy pauses to grab a jar full of ptpurri off the end table by the door and quickly makes a quiet exit and into the hall proper, making sure she hasn't been spotted literally breaking and entering. It takes her a bit to find room 238, but once she does, she's in, softly unlocking the door, and stepping inside.
No one appears to be home just yet, which is more the better for her. Grinning, she starts scattering the potpurri, like rose petals only they're clearly patchoulli and other pungent aromas, from the door to the bed. She scatters the remaining potpurri on the covers in a heart, and then lays the giant fang in the centre, like a pierced arrow. Pleased with her handiwork, she locks the door from the inside, and then slips out the window, shutting and relocking it behind her.
Mission complete, she heads back to Shaa to reveal what she's done. "Doneskiiies~. He'll find your lovely note by way of a trail of potpurri leading to his bed. It's gonna smell GREAT in there for the next two years." She cackles.
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Post by Shaa Rhunn on Feb 6, 2023 14:37:49 GMT -5
Maybe he can stuff them in his socks! Shaa laughs with a tear in his eye. Being the de facto commander of the fighters guild, he knew that they had to get going quickly or he would definitely get spotted. It was a great way to get the unfun kind of paperwork. Ok you are way ahead in terms of creativity, time to step it up a bit. And I know just where to go. Shaa looks at Toren who can sense where to go next. Off to Darkveil City are we…ah yes. Got you. The Mephit snaps his fingers and once again, they vanish into thin air.
When they rematerialize, they find themselves in a large mansion, presumably in Darkveil City. The are in a dark corner behind a large stone pillar in the front entryway. Several loud voices can be heard milling about on the other side of the pillar. Shaa looks at Izzy and puts a finger to his snout, signaling the need for quiet. He peers around the pillar and, when it’s clear, he rushes to the next pillar, keeping out of siight. He continued the pattern until making it to the back of the entryway, close to a pair of large wooden doors.
He is about to move when the doors burst open. A man in a large white work coat exits a with several empty trays. The doors are open long enough to see the doors lead to the dining room. In the room is a long table with a white embroidered tablecloth. The table is full of food and drinks and several dinner guests. Towards the end, Shaa sees his targets, Zarius and Karize. Zarius has been his companion on several adventures while his brother, Karize, was Shaa’s buddy. Karize considered Shaa his best friend after he had rescued him from some kidnappers who needed a beating. Shaa looks back at Izzy and mouths “ Watch This”
Shaa gets on his hands and knees and waits for the next waiter to come. Sure enough, another one comes with a giant tray of food. As the waiter passes by, Shaa crawls after him keeping low to the ground. The tray of food keeps the waiter from noticing him. As the waiter pushes the doors open, Shaa follows right behind until he is close enough to duck under the giant tablecloth. Shaa wiggles his way past several feet, probably tickling some and starting accidental games of footsie until, he makes it to the other side. Shaa pulls out two notes and two foul looking but amazingly smelling pies.
The first note reads Zarius. You are strong as an ox but your arms still look like noodles. Happy Hearth Day. Shaa. The second note was similar. Karize. You are getting so big, probably chasing girls off with a stick. That’s because they are kobolds. Happy Hearth Day. Big Bro Shaa. Shaa slides the notes into each pie and carefully slides them up onto the table. Then he makes a bee line back down the table and out the door. Some of the room turns to see the doors open and close by themselves.
Shaa stands up, faces the dining room and casts a low version of rumbling tremors. The entire dining room starts to shake as glasses and plates can be heard breaking in the next room. What in blue heavens! Comes a voice from the dining room, probably their dad. Shaa bolts for the door BOOK IT! As he reaches the front door, he doesn’t take the time to open it but just busts right through it. Several voices can be heard yelling from behind.
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Post by Issala 'Izzy' Arodre on Feb 6, 2023 22:39:26 GMT -5
"Thank you for recognizingn my excellence~." Izzy grins, proudly buffing her nails on her coat. Her eyes brighten when she hears where theyre headed. "My home town! Hellll yeah, lets go!!" Izzy waits for the sensation of teleportation to wash over her, much more used to the process by now and expecting the suddenl lurch.
As they appear, Izzy throws her arms wide and takes a big breath in. Ahhh. Zeinav. "No one opens the doooor! For a native Zeinaviaaaan!" She sing songs, quietly, giggling to herself, a noise that peters out as Izzy realizes they are standing in the foyer of a grand mansion. This. Was not a place in Zeinav she had ever been before. Well. Shit. Okay. Izzy looks at Shaa with wide-eyes, catching his quiet shushing against his snout and falling silent. Just who did he know?
The big doors open, and Izzy slips behind a pillar, watching someone with several large, empty trays walk past. Seeing Shaa mouth words to her, she gives him a quizzical look, grinning-- and then having to stifle a laugh in the crook of her elbow, watching the big minotaur belly crawl behind a second waiter dropping off more food, going in extra quietly. The last thing she sees is his tail disappearing as he crawled under the large dining table, obscured by the cloth, before the doors swing shut. Not long after, Shaa appears again, slipping back out the door the way he came in. Izzy laughs silently, offering a slow clap--- wait. What was he doing now?
The floor erupts into tremors, shaking the place to its core as plates and glasses rattle and smash on the other side of the doors. As Shaa runs for the main doors, yelling for her to haul ass, Izzy does not need to be told twice. Whooping with wild laughter, Izzy follows hot on his heels, dashing through the Shaa-shaped hole in the main doors.
Turned out, no one did open the door for a native Zeinavian. But sometimes they did obliterate one.
"THAT WAS AMAZING! That was so slick, you got some moves on you, big man!" Izzy cackles, still running. "Where to now?"
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Post by Shaa Rhunn on Feb 7, 2023 0:08:48 GMT -5
Shaa grabs some random lawn furniture and tosses it into the Minotaur shaped hole he put into the large mansion doors. Owww Son of a…. They turned a corner and Shaa pulls out Toren. Toren! Yeah yeah. I got you. Before any staff can get through the impromptu barricade, the trio had disappeared once again.
This time , the found themselves outside a campsite in Stargazers Field. It was pretty late and it appears as if most of the campers have already gone to sleep for the night. Toren pointed to a small tent off to the side. Shaa fishes out a note and a nice berry tart. Shaa laughs as he rereads the note. Edward! I am the demon come back to finish you! Mwahaha! Just kidding. It’s just a tart. Happy Hearth Day. Shaa. Shaa hand the note and tart over to Izzy. After a second thought, he produces two more, one for him and another for her. They deserved a snack.
Campsite Shenanigans…. Let’s see what you got. Shaa rubs his hands together in anticipation, taking a bite out of the tart. The cool night air blows across the open field. Shaa can smell the grass and earth and it reminds him of the many nights he had spent under these very stars. The wanderer in him hoped it would never change.
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Post by Issala 'Izzy' Arodre on Feb 7, 2023 14:04:34 GMT -5
Still midstride when they teleport, Izzy has to avoid running head-long into a tree when once again they shift to a new area. She hooks the tree with her hand and swings around it-- its a clumsy redirection of momentum, but she tries to make it look cool, like she had intended it the whole time. Wheee.
Releasing the tree, she clears the distance back to Shaa, grinning. "Oooh, and a little tart! How sweet. Literally." Izzy blinks, surprised to have one offered to her as well. Her grin flickers for a second; sincerity is weird, she scarcely knows what to do with it. Is there some sort of catch? But she does take the treat, and the smirk on her face as she looks up at Shaa seems a bit more genuine. "A treat for a trick. Thanks," she takes a bite-- nice, sweet, flaky crust. Delicious. She wolfs the rest of it down quickly.
Looking over at the next tent, Izzy brushes crumbs off her face. Ooh, now that one would be tricky. Good thing she was just about the trickiest thing around. Tossing a grin to Shaa, she pops a two fingered salute off her forehead. "Back in a sec~."
Izzy slips into the trees like a ghost; despite her pallour and her considerable height, she easily vanishes from view. Sticking to the darkness and the foliage behind the tent, out of the light from the campfire, Izzy slowly and carefully makes her way toward the back of the tent. She could brute force it and slice through the tarp, but that was messy and ugly. Izzy was refined.
Well. No, she wasn't but she did have standards, and that was close enough.
Very carefully, she undoes one of the pegs at the base of the tent, so she can lift up the tarp properly. Seeing where her mark is sleeping so soundly, gives Izzy an idea. She steals the shoe string out of his boots, and reaches up, tying the string around the poles in the upper center of the tent, and then ties the little tart around that too. The first thing Edward would see when he awoke, was a berry tart with Shaa's note hanging above him like a mobile. Breakfast in bed.
But this wasn't especially creative. It wasn't enough. She was trying to impress Shaa, after all, that was her challenge. For an added effect, if Edward looked to his side when he wove up, he would see his armor had been adjusted, laying on it's side across from him, gauntlets and greaves arranged to look like it was salaciously watching him sleep. A plucked flowering weed from the plants behind her added to the effect, propped against his helm where the mouth ought to go.
Task complete, she slips back out of the tent, re-attaches the tarp to the grounding peg, and makes her way steathily back towards Shaa, giggling impishly to herself. "Made his armor look like a romance novel cover and tied the tart up from the ceiling so he could see it first thing."
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Post by Shaa Rhunn on Feb 7, 2023 15:03:56 GMT -5
Shaa gives a quiet clap and smiles. Nice! It was probably best that he didn’t see you. We both got a little paranoid with a demon turning into different people. It should be very dead now, but I always wonder. Shaa looks up in the sky and gets a kind of pensive look on his face. Meh. I don’t want to think about that. Having too much fun. Shaa shakes his head back and forth with a bit of a huff to clear his head. Anyway.
Shut ruffles through his bag and pulls out a large bone. Ummm no not that one yet. Putting back the bone, he pullls out a fancy liquor bottle. Yup this one….and… he then pulls out a handful of mints as well as a note that reads. Snowy! You drunken chaotic free wheeling blizzard in a dress. This one’s on me. Happy Hearth Day. Shaa. He nods at Toren who smiles and in a blink, they vanish once again.
This time they find themselves just outside a very familiar jail in Sol City. Shaa looks with puzzlement at Toren. Don’t look at me, I just do the teleporting. She’s on the first floor. Right about…there. Shaa wasn’t sure what was going on but it looked like this one was going to be tricky. Shaa cracked his knuckles and walked over to the wall. He kneels down in a charging stance, digs his hooves into the ground and runs right into and through the wall.
As he enters the prison, he finds himself inside the women’s bathroom of the building. Shocked occupants starts screaming as officers start to knock on the door to see what’s happening. Shaa can see some skated feet under one of the stalls. He quickly rolls the bottle, note and bag to the feet and makes for the hole in the wall.
As he does so, several female officers bust in and start yelling. It’s that damn Minotaur again! Sound the alarm! As Shaa exits, he summons a wall to reseal the hole. He can still hear several angry shouts from the other side and an alarm that is now blaring. Come on! Got to work off that tart! As they start to run, a cross bow bolt wizzes by him, narrowly missing his ear. Hey! You guys remembered me! Shaa blows a raspberry at their pursuers as they pop out without a trace.
They find themselves back in Gazablaak, somewhere near the fight pits…
Juggernaut Summon Wall
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