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TOPIC: The Exile's Rest... II

Re: The Exile's Rest... II 4 years 4 months ago #1278

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Grey muttered angrily to himself as he trudged down the trail between the crash site and the Banished Nap. 

  "How am I supposed to tell them apart?  I'm lucky when I get genders right.  Among the non-shapeshifters there are like four choices]
The balding bruiser rounded the bend as the Inn hove into sight.

  "I feel it is unjust to punish me because the Fates saw fit to make humans and near-humans practically identical, and yet some are tasty, and some are bland, and the local customs dictate that the majority of tasty ones are protected by 'laws', and the bland ones are not.  And it is mean of the Captain to say that even if it were legal to eat Sylvanni, I shouldn't because they are making me fat.  I know I'm gaining weight; he doesn't have to remind me.  Just because he sicks up after every meal doesn't mean the rest of us should."

Grey paused to finish his one-sided conversation before entering the camp.

  "Maybe I could convince all of the locals to wear multi-colored hats.  Different colors or patterns of colors for each phenotype.  That way I could easily distinguish humans from elvani, from squats, from goblinoids, from djinn, from were-djinn, from half-were-djinn, and so on."

The dim-witted daemon paused to scratch his head through his hat.

  "And why do I know what a phenotype is?  And what the karking bees is morphology?  When I find out who's learning stuff into me, there will be heaven to pay!"
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Re: The Exile's Rest... II 4 years 3 months ago #1284

~: Hacking away Adamus looks up, spotting the daemon as he approached the Inn.  He could only wonder what that one was babbling about, perhaps only barely hearing the tail end of the one-sided conversation.  He paused in his own work, wiping the back of his forearm along his brow.  He didn't exactly look like he was sweating though, still just as inky and nebulous as ever.  He jammed his sword into the trunk of the tree, his hands resting on the pommel.

"Nagor tru'lian, bensvelk ushakal"

He moved one hand, waving to Grey as he came closer still.  Adamus knew whatever he said always came out as babbling.  Even though he'd learned the local tongue, learned to speak in a manner that was understandable to others he simply chose not to.  After all, that was reserved for his closest friends.  Even though he did get a kick out of their faces sometimes... :~
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Re: The Exile's Rest... II 4 years 3 months ago #1285

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*trudging in from outside, balder walks in. he unusually has clothes and rags covering his right hand but doesn't appear to be in any sort of pain. the faintest glow of light emanates from underneath the rags as he sits down at the bar*

"first off, if i could get an ale that would be great, second... is there anyone better versed in the ways of magic than i around?"
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Re: The Exile's Rest... II 4 years 3 months ago #1286

Goldhammer takes careful note of the condition of the shadow-creature's sword. Invoking subliminal advertisement, the dwarf takes the opportunity to polish one of the sturdy hand axes from his racks.
As the log is dragged past him, the smith feigns a sudden awareness and springs to the aid.
"Oh, hey!! You seem to be trenching there, let me give you a hand. "

In a swift, smooth swing, Goldhammer cleaves a thick protrusion from the log with the greatest of ease, leaving behind a wooden surface as smooth as polished steel.
" Might be a touch dull. I shall have to take a couple swipes to the stone."

The dwarf walks away, twirling the axe freely, in demonstration of its perfect weight and balance.
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Re: The Exile's Rest... II 4 years 3 months ago #1287

At the words "versed in the ways of magic," Selasphorus looked up from the book she was reading. As always, one hand rested on the hilt of her sword. Raising an eyebrow at the collection of rags Baldur had wrapped around his hand, she asked "Do you have some sort of... problem? Or is this intended to be some peculiar dwarven custom?"
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Re: The Exile's Rest... II 4 years 3 months ago #1288

~: The dwarf seemed to surprise Adamus as he trudged up, the shadow not really realizing he was indeed leaving a furrow behind him.  He didn't move any further from watching though, seeing Goldhammer come up and lob off the protrusion with a single stroke.  Brows materialized enough to be visible pressing together as he hauled up the log a bit higher to look at the dwarf's work.

Then he looked down at his own sword, sheathed at his side once more.  Gone the shadows that coiled and flowed through it.  Since it was not in his hand it was not imbued with his strength, thus it had once again become it's pitted corroded appearance.  With his free hand Adamus stroked his ethereal chin, face turning to regard Goldhammer once more as the dwarf moved away.

He almost whistled as that axe was twirled, certainly one to appreciate a good weapon when he saw it.

"...Si janik tepoha ekess xurwk vi pok..."

Adamus started walking again, heading around to the back of the Inn to keep hacking away at his felled prize. :~
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Re: The Exile's Rest... II 4 years 3 months ago #1301

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Grey waved back with a cheerful, "Nagor tru'lian, dev'ru moy agat," before continuing the last few feet to the Inn.  Grey was pretty sure the shadow warrior was speaking the language of the Void Dancers.  Assuming that all dancers must have a common root language, Grey was fairly certain he'd said, "Hello there, the Night watch over you," in language of the Lamethian Spirit Dancers.

Sadly, his assumption was the equivalent of saying that because two trees grow on the same continent, they all produce the same fruit.  Also, he'd never bothered to learn the Spirit Dancer tongue beyond what was necessary to discorporate lesser ghosts, which was only twelve words, all of them verbs.

"Yep, it sure is a fine looking axe."

Grey nodded to Selasphorus with a dim-witted smile, "Probably custom, or maybe a demonstration in case he is interested in selling axes at a fair market value."

Grey was thrilled that the . . . female? . . . had clued him in to the race of the axe wielder.  Dwarves were notoriously skilled craftsbeings, and Grey would need to get the all manner of supplies this coming weekend if Minx were going to start building.  If the dwarf returned, Grey would ask him about smithing some components.

Grey walked into the Inn with a slight spring in his step.  Maybe the half-were cookie vendor would be present!
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Re: The Exile's Rest... II 4 years 3 months ago #1312

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the older dwarf rolled his eyes at the pretentious elves response and raised an eyebrow. he then pulled the rags that had been wrapped around his hand to reveal that it glowed with a silver light.

"well you see lady elf, as a dwarf ages a their hand begins to glow a light the color of there choosin'... OF COURSE ITS NOT A GLAIKEN CUSTOM!!! WHAT IN THE HELL IS GOING ON WITH ME DAMN HAND!!!!!!!!!!!"

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Re: The Exile's Rest... II 4 years 3 months ago #1313

Selasphorus narrowed her eyes at Baldur.

"You needn't shout about it. I am not thoroughly acquainted with all of the habits of the les-- the other races." She circled the dwarf slowly, studying the silvery glow. "...I see."

Before anyone could react, she whipped her sword out and struck Balder's hand with the flat of the blade. (Disenchant) 

"That should help." A look of distaste crossed her face. "She says your magic tastes like... stale beer."
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Re: The Exile's Rest... II 4 years 3 months ago #1314

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Likened to snuffing out a candle, the silver light went out. He happy the unusual glow was gone that he decided to let the fact that she had drawn on him go. Although he couldnt help smile at the stale beer comment.
"thank you much , perhap i'll be able to rest a-"

before the dwarf could finish his sentence the glow returned somewhat brighter this time before dimming to the glow it was originally.
"damn."
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