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"value": "Brutrumukk\n\nOnce everyone was back on the raft, Brutrumukk picked a direction at random and rowed that way until the water level dropped back down to a depth where the raft was no longer needed. Hefting the raft on the shoulder he wasn't carrying Jub on and putting the stilt he'd been using as an oar back in the stilt pants, Brutrumukk then led the way in yet another randomly selected direction until the sound of squelching feet met his ears and the scent of delicious stew met his nose. As the walking inn came into view, Brutrumukk nodded at the sight. \"Yeah, that makes sense.\" The bugbear stated. \"Or at least whatever the fuck this place likes to call 'sense' even though it clearly isn't... Either way, I like the smell o' what they got cookin' in there. Let's go 'ave a look-see.\" With that said, Brutrumukk walked up to the building as it lowered itself down, kicked open the door, and walked inside. \"Oi oi!\" Brutrumukk called out in greeting. \"What smells so tasty in 'ere an' where can I get some?\""
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"value": "Jub the Peculiar\n\nJub was still stewing over the encounter with Jingle Jangle and Brutrumukk's violent - and uncomfortably familiar - reaction to her when the house approached. He raised his head, looking at the building, then at the feet, then back up at the building. \"You know, you'd think after a day of being here, I'd become numb to all the weird shit,\" Jub said. \"But no. Just when I think I've seen the weirdest this place has to offer, something literally comes round the corner that dares to be weirder.\" He gave a loud sigh. \"This place is exhausting.\" When Brutrumukk started to walk inside, Jub was inevitability brought in along with him as he was perched on the bugbear's shoulder. \"Oh I guess we're going in, sure, okay, fine,\" Jub said as he threw up his hands in exasperation. \"March straight into the spooky leg house. What could go wrong?\""
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"value": "Hither\nThe Inn at the End of the Road\n\nBrutrumukk finds that entering the inn with the raft in tow is nearly impossible. He would need to leave that item outside. Upon entering the weird building, they find that the interior seems to be like that of any other tavern. The only difference the party can notice is this tavern interior is decorated with vibrant and beautiful flowers not typically found in a swamp. \n\nThere is an elderly human woman wearing druidic vestments standing behind the bar. She gives the adventurers who enter a warm smile and she greets them kindly, \"Ah, Guests! It's been a long time since I've had patrons come by! Welcome to the Inn at the End of the Road,\"\n\n\"You are welcome to have some stew, and even a few slices of plum pie I baked just today! You are also welcome to stay and rest. There are beds that you can sleep in upstairs,\"\n\nThat's right! With this encounter, you guys can take a long rest!"
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"value": "G A B R I E L\nA twinkle in his eye returned, as his senses were greeted by the smell of stew he didn't need to guess that the building was some sort of inn which could only mean...\n\nThank Corellon, the gods that be have heard my prayers! Gabriel didn't even wait for the rest of the party, leaping from the boat causing it to rock as he practically sprinted through knee deep swamp water soaking his trousers as he waded like his life depended upon it towards the inn.\n\nSoaking wet, panting from loss of breath the bard stumbled over to wherever the bar was or whatever looked most like a counter, he really couldn't tell it was all blurry.\n\n\"My good woman, please and I beg you please tell me you have any ...\" he heaved heavy breaths as he tried to get it together \"And I mean any alcohol, by the gods I need a drink after the day this had been.\""
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"value": "Hither\nThe Inn at the End of the Road\n\nThe elderly innkeeper looks to Gabriel and she apologizes as she gives a disappointing answer, \"I'm sorry, young man. I wish I did have some drink to offer you. But Slack-Jawed Lorna-\" The last three words were spoken bitterly before the old woman takes a moment to spit at the floor off to her side and away from the party. She continues from where she left off, \"She had her minions take every single drop I had to offer,\"\n\nShe sighed and she sighs \"In Zybilna's time, this inn was the talk of Prismeer,\""
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"value": "G A B R I E L\nThe twinkle in his eye disappeared, replaced by a slight twitch either from becoming slightly neurotic or slightly annoyed either way he was tired and out of breath, so madness wasn't that farfetched.\n\nOnce the old crone finished, and spat on the floor like she cursed the very name she spoke a manic laugh escaped the bards mouth, there was a tear in his eye that he wiped away. He wanted to scream to the heavens and curse the gods, however his mind latched onto the name Slack-Jawed Lorna.\n\nTaking a moment to collect himself, and keep himself from weeping uncontrollably Gabriel spoke up after taking a deep breath \"So you say some brigands up and lifted all your precious liquor?\" although he had just met this old crone, and for all he knew she could be a man eating crone but all he cared about was getting a gods damned drink in this fucking shit hole of a swamp.\n\n\"My good woman, please tell me more of this Lorna. To take is very odd knowing what so far I know of the goings on in Prismeer.\" oh he would love nothing more than to meet this Lorna and run her through with his rapier at that moment if it meant having something to drink. He was getting tired of running around a swamp without having some sort of buzz other than the buzz of mosquitoes."
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"value": "Hither\nThe Inn at the End of the Road\n\nThe innkeeper raises an eyebrow at Gabriel's request, and she asked him, \"Slack-Jawed Lorna? You know, Bavlorna Blightstraw?\" She takes a moment to spit to the side twice upon saying the hag's name twice. \n\nShe continues, \"She never leaves her cottage in Downfall? Caused this whole region to be a flooded swamp in the first place?\"\n\nShe then asked curiously, \"Why do you ask?\""
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"value": "G A B R I E L\nBavlorna-what now? a confused Gabriel shook his head, taking a moment to rub the center of his temples with one hand and the other he looked at for a brief moment enough to notice his hands were shaking. Oh by Corellon's blade... the half elves expression turned from confusion to embarrassment, realizing he made a fool of himself all for a drop of alcohol.\n\n\"Why do you ask?\" he'd blanked out for a brief moment mising a bit of what the old woman had said, peering back up at her wrinkled face looking at him with curiosity \"I'd be lying if I said noble intentions,\" Gabe told her, his tone somewhat melancholy but he breathed a sigh and offered her an apologetic smile \"My inhibitions often get the better of my judgment my fair lady, and drink is just that.\"\n\nSometimes he needed to forget the past, his life as a gutter rat, having to fight for even a morsel of food.\n\nSometimes he just wanted to forget it all, it was the reason he left Waterdeep and put so much distance between himself and the place he grew up but sometimes the memories were too much to ignore.\n\nSometimes numbing the memories were all he could do to keep the nightmares of his childhood at bay. Sometimes no matter how much he strived to live a better life, his past always haunts him.\n\n\"I'm a bit too fond of the finer things you see, things that were a rarity in my youth.\" Gabriel chuckled, his smile returning to him as he offered a hand to the innkeeper \"Gabriel, man of the sword and duelist by trade.\""
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"value": "Brutrumukk\n\n\"Future plans on murderin' this beer stealin' bitch aside, I got two questions.\" Brutrumukk stated once Gabriel was done talking. \"First off, what would you be wantin' in return fer all this food an' stuff yer offerin'? An' secondly, do got anywhere we could put our raft outside? I couldn't fit through the door an' I'd rather not leave it behind it if this place starts walkin' again. We might need it later.\""
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"value": "Aurora\n\nThe trudge through the swampy terrain was an inconvenience but more progress would be made this way than by the raft with the water levels this low. Before she even looked towards the sound that was approaching, the smell of the stew caught her nose. The legged structure did cause her own suspicion to rise but the fact that both Gabe and Brut walked into the inn with no caution didn't leave Rory many options. She quietly walked in behind Gabe and attempted to stay slightly hidden behind Brutrumukk and Jub.\n\nAs the two went on asking their questions, and finding out Bavlorna Blightstraw had her minions take the drink from the inn. Aurora looked up towards where Jub was perched on Brutrumukk's shoulder. \"You ok Jub?\""
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"value": "Jub the Peculiar\n\nJub was only half-listening to the conversation between his teammates and the woman, and was somewhat startled by Aurora suddenly saying his name. \"Hmm?\" He glanced over at the elf. He was about to say he was fine, but his condition kicked in and he ended up saying, \"Well, no actually. This whole situation is very much stressing me out.\" Realising what he had just said, Jub quickly clamped one hand over his mouth. He started shaking his head and waving with his free hand as if trying to signal for everyone else to ignore him and continue on with their conversation."
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"value": "Brutrumukk\n\n\"Yeah, a pub without beer ain't the best thing in the world.\" Brutrumukk said to Jub with a nod of agreement, not understanding what his shoulder goblin's gestures meant. \"But look on the bright side. They still got food. An' it sure does smell tasty, don't it? Yeah, a pub without beer ain't the best thing in the world, but it ain't the worst thing either.\""
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"value": "Hither\nThe Inn at the End of the Road\n\nThe elderly innkeeper tilts her head at Gabriel as he spoke about how he appreciated the finer things in life. She answered his introduction with her own, \"My name is Tsu Harabax. Nice to meet you,\" \n\nThe innkeeper looks to Brutrumukk when he mentioned murdering the beer thief, and asked his two questions. She answered him, \"There's a rope outside to tie vehicles to the building. You can use that. As for payment? Any old trinket would normally do. But if you're going after Bavlorna Blightstraw?\"\n\nOnce again, she takes a moment to spit off to the side after saying her name, before she finishes, \"I'll consider that recompense enough,\""
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"value": "Brutrumukk\n\nBrutrumukk waited for a while to see if Jub would respond. But when the goblin simply kept his hands clamped over his mouth, Brutrumukk shrugged, made his way over to where Gabriel was recovering from an alcohol theft induced breakdown and clapped a consoling hand on the bard's shoulder. \"We'll get 'er back fer this\" Brutrumukk told Gabriel. \"An' then we'll find wherever she stashed the stuff an' drink until we drop, yeah?\" Brutrumukk then patted Gabriel on the shoulder before letting Jub down off of his. \"I'm gonna tie up the raft.\" Brutrumukk said to the two of them. \"Plate up some stew fer when I'm done, yeah?\" With that said, Brutrumukk headed outside to tie the raft to the inn."
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"value": "Jub the Peculiar\n\nJub breathed a small sigh of relief that neither Brutrumukk nor anyone else seemed to press him further. In fact, Brutrumukk actually took him off his shoulder and left the room for a moment to tend to the boat. Jub removed his hands from his face and loudly, and somewhat dramatically, exhaled. \"It seems we can't go anywhere without everyone talking about this hag,\" he said. He glanced over to Aurora. \"You probably have a point that we're probably going to run into her sooner rather than later.\""
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"value": "G A B R I E L\nGabe breathed inwardly when Brutrumukk clapped a mighty hand upon his shoulder, ahem the half-elf made his best attempt to cover with a pained laugh \"Ooph, ha..ha yeah Brut, sounds like a plan.\" with a nod he watched as the hulk of a goblinoid stepped outside before rubbing his shoulder.\n\n\"Mmph, at least it wasn't my good arm...\" he mumbled before turning back to the elderly innkeeper \"Find your largest bowl my good woman cause the big man has a big appetite.\" Gabe coyly smiled, nodding his head towards the door \"After a day of trudging through mud and..Well you get the point, a hot bowl of stew sounds pretty good right about now.\" chuckling good-naturedly the bard tapped his fingers on the counter, realizing his nails were caked with dirt and his hands were filthy.\n\n\"Good gods, look at me I'm a bloody mess. I could use a dip in a hot bowl of liquid myself!\" he added with a smile and a shake of his head."
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"value": "G A B R I E L\nBavlorna-what now? a confused Gabriel shook his head, taking a moment to rub the center of his temples with one hand and the other he looked at for a brief moment enough to notice his hands were shaking. Oh by Corellon's blade... the half elves expression turned from confusion to embarrassment, realizing he made a fool of himself all for a drop of alcohol.\n\n\"Why do you ask?\" he'd blanked out for a brief moment mising a bit of what the old woman had said, peering back up at her wrinkled face looking at him with curiosity \"I'd be lying if I said noble intentions,\" Gabe told her, his tone somewhat melancholy but he breathed a sigh and offered her an apologetic smile \"My inhibitions often get the better of my judgment my fair lady, and drink is just that.\"\n\nSometimes he needed to forget the past, his life as a gutter rat, having to fight for even a morsel of food.\n\nSometimes he just wanted to forget it all, it was the reason he left Waterdeep and put so much distance between himself and the place he grew up but sometimes the memories were too much to ignore.\n\nSometimes numbing the memories were all he could do to keep the nightmares of his childhood at bay. Sometimes no matter how much he strived to live a better life, his past always haunts him.\n\n\"I'm a bit too fond of the finer things you see, things that were a rarity in my youth.\" Gabriel chuckled, his smile returning to him as he offered a hand to the innkeeper \"Gabriel, man of the sword and duelist by trade.\""
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"value": "Brutrumukk\n\n\"Future plans on murderin' this beer stealin' bitch aside, I got two questions.\" Brutrumukk stated once Gabriel was done talking. \"First off, what would you be wantin' in return fer all this food an' stuff yer offerin'? An' secondly, do got anywhere we could put our raft outside? I couldn't fit through the door an' I'd rather not leave it behind it if this place starts walkin' again. We might need it later.\""
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"value": "Aurora\n\nThe trudge through the swampy terrain was an inconvenience but more progress would be made this way than by the raft with the water levels this low. Before she even looked towards the sound that was approaching, the smell of the stew caught her nose. The legged structure did cause her own suspicion to rise but the fact that both Gabe and Brut walked into the inn with no caution didn't leave Rory many options. She quietly walked in behind Gabe and attempted to stay slightly hidden behind Brutrumukk and Jub.\n\nAs the two went on asking their questions, and finding out Bavlorna Blightstraw had her minions take the drink from the inn. Aurora looked up towards where Jub was perched on Brutrumukk's shoulder. \"You ok Jub?\""
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"value": "Jub the Peculiar\n\nJub was only half-listening to the conversation between his teammates and the woman, and was somewhat startled by Aurora suddenly saying his name. \"Hmm?\" He glanced over at the elf. He was about to say he was fine, but his condition kicked in and he ended up saying, \"Well, no actually. This whole situation is very much stressing me out.\" Realising what he had just said, Jub quickly clamped one hand over his mouth. He started shaking his head and waving with his free hand as if trying to signal for everyone else to ignore him and continue on with their conversation."
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"value": "Brutrumukk\n\n\"Yeah, a pub without beer ain't the best thing in the world.\" Brutrumukk said to Jub with a nod of agreement, not understanding what his shoulder goblin's gestures meant. \"But look on the bright side. They still got food. An' it sure does smell tasty, don't it? Yeah, a pub without beer ain't the best thing in the world, but it ain't the worst thing either.\""
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"value": "Hither\nThe Inn at the End of the Road\n\nThe elderly innkeeper tilts her head at Gabriel as he spoke about how he appreciated the finer things in life. She answered his introduction with her own, \"My name is Tsu Harabax. Nice to meet you,\" \n\nThe innkeeper looks to Brutrumukk when he mentioned murdering the beer thief, and asked his two questions. She answered him, \"There's a rope outside to tie vehicles to the building. You can use that. As for payment? Any old trinket would normally do. But if you're going after Bavlorna Blightstraw?\"\n\nOnce again, she takes a moment to spit off to the side after saying her name, before she finishes, \"I'll consider that recompense enough,\""
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"value": "Brutrumukk\n\nBrutrumukk waited for a while to see if Jub would respond. But when the goblin simply kept his hands clamped over his mouth, Brutrumukk shrugged, made his way over to where Gabriel was recovering from an alcohol theft induced breakdown and clapped a consoling hand on the bard's shoulder. \"We'll get 'er back fer this\" Brutrumukk told Gabriel. \"An' then we'll find wherever she stashed the stuff an' drink until we drop, yeah?\" Brutrumukk then patted Gabriel on the shoulder before letting Jub down off of his. \"I'm gonna tie up the raft.\" Brutrumukk said to the two of them. \"Plate up some stew fer when I'm done, yeah?\" With that said, Brutrumukk headed outside to tie the raft to the inn."
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"value": "Jub the Peculiar\n\nJub breathed a small sigh of relief that neither Brutrumukk nor anyone else seemed to press him further. In fact, Brutrumukk actually took him off his shoulder and left the room for a moment to tend to the boat. Jub removed his hands from his face and loudly, and somewhat dramatically, exhaled. \"It seems we can't go anywhere without everyone talking about this hag,\" he said. He glanced over to Aurora. \"You probably have a point that we're probably going to run into her sooner rather than later.\""
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"value": "G A B R I E L\nGabe breathed inwardly when Brutrumukk clapped a mighty hand upon his shoulder, ahem the half-elf made his best attempt to cover with a pained laugh \"Ooph, ha..ha yeah Brut, sounds like a plan.\" with a nod he watched as the hulk of a goblinoid stepped outside before rubbing his shoulder.\n\n\"Mmph, at least it wasn't my good arm...\" he mumbled before turning back to the elderly innkeeper \"Find your largest bowl my good woman cause the big man has a big appetite.\" Gabe coyly smiled, nodding his head towards the door \"After a day of trudging through mud and..Well you get the point, a hot bowl of stew sounds pretty good right about now.\" chuckling good-naturedly the bard tapped his fingers on the counter, realizing his nails were caked with dirt and his hands were filthy.\n\n\"Good gods, look at me I'm a bloody mess. I could use a dip in a hot bowl of liquid myself!\" he added with a smile and a shake of his head."
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"value": "Aurora\n\n\"I'll take a bowel of stew as well please.\" The elf called after the innkeeper before looking to Gabe. With several practiced wave and each followed by a short incantation, Gabriel's garments began to suddenly become clean. \"I know this isn't the same but it will at least help. It's the one spell I did learn and it has been a life saver. Makes cleaning and making fires easy, as well as keeping your drink at the right temperature.\" A frown crept across her face as she started to recit all that prestidigitation could do. \"Well now I feel like a fool. I could have made those rations taste like truffles with this spell. Perhaps should we meet Jingle Jangle again I can do so if we are unable to get them real truffles.\"\n\nAurora looked over to Jub after helping Gabe. There had been lost of people talking about Bavlorna and the things she has done to those who live here in Prismir. \"Unfortunately I do believe we will have to confront her sooner than any of us would like. Well perhaps all save Brutrumukk. It does seem that many that live here have a grievance with this hag. I remember through my travels there were those who spoke of those who oppressed them, be it bandits or rulers, like many we have met spoke of Bavlorna. Though I suppose unlike prior times I am in a position that can help, at least as long as you all are with me. Who knows what may happen, by the end of this you could regain whatever it is you lost Jub.\" She paused as she considered the situation before them as well as what fate had befallen her sister. Rory hoped that Daebella was at least safe and whole. If Belle was only captured she could be rescued, or have a ransom paid. A slight shudder passed through the elf as she considered what ransom a hag would want in exchangefor a person. \"Perhaps we ought to focus on gather strength and weakening Bavlorna's. The bandits might be a good start as they answer to her.\""
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"value": "Brutrumukk\n\n\"Perhaps we ought to focus on gathering strength and weakening Bavlorna's. The bandits might be a good start as they answer to her.\" \n\n\"In that case, I best not eat too much 'ere then.\" Brutrumukk said as he returned from tying up the raft. \"We'll be needin' to save some room fer the rabbit roast I'll be makin' fer supper.\" After a moment, Brutrumukk noticed how clean Gabriel had become in the time the bugbear had spent outside. \"Wait a sec... 'Ow did you get clean so quickly?\""
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"value": "Aurora\n\nAurora looked up to Brutrumukk as she began to clean her own clothing of the swamp muck with prestidigitation. \"I help him by using a simple spell I learned decades ago. It can take awhile for large quantities of things that need to be cleaned, but it works in situations like this when means of cleaning are limited. I can help you clean your gear once I am done with mine.\" She pauses for a moment once her boots are cleaned of the muck. \"I would also like to let you that I do not agree with your intentions of eating these bandits. In all honesty I do not intend on killing them unless we have to. They are still humanoids and at least deserve a chance to redeem themselves. Besides that humanoids are not food. I know I probably cannot convince you otherwise Brutrumukk but I also want to put it out there that I will not be eating this supposed rabbit stew you plan to make from these folk.\""
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"value": "Hither\nThe Inn at the End of the Road\n\nWhile the party spoke with each other, the innkeeper, Tsu Harabax, prepared the bowls of hearty stew for the party. She sets each bowl with care, along with wooden utensils. Along with the stew, she also sets out a plate of plum pie and a glass of fresh water. The fresh water was clearly purified of any...swampy contaminants. \n\nThe hearty stew is full of vegetables and potatoes, clearly a vegetarian dish, but it is still filling and refreshing! Should any of the party partake in the plum pie, they find that it is a perfect blend tart and sweet flavors. Like the cupcakes in the Feasting Orchard in the Carnival though, the plum pie does leave purple stains behind if the party members aren't careful. \n\nOnce everything was prepared for the party, she reassures them, \"Here you are. Please enjoy the food,\""
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"value": "G A B R I E L\n\"Eh, suit yerself.\" Brutrumukk said. \"That just leaves more fer the rest of us.\" the frown that had been forming on the half-elves face creased the sides of his mouth, guess it was true what folks said about the bugbear.\n\n\"Here I thought you were different big guy.\" Gabe muttered under his breath as he shook his head, at least Jub seemed different but he wasn't sure where the little guy would stand on his friend eating people. \n\n\"An eye for an eye,\" he said after having a spoonful of stew, like he were quoting something \"Or so we said on the streets of Waterdeep. We didn't go around eating thieves.\" it was moral code, when someone took something you took something.\n\nA life for a life or an eye for an eye \"Now I am going to take what was stolen but nothing more,\" the bard finished his stew and whispered his thanks to the innkeeper before turning in his seat to look at the bugbear.\n\n\"Let's not go around eating those who do wrong, besides we'll be taking back something worth more than rabbit! Beer!\" he slapped the furry brute on the shoulder before getting up and looking back to the old innkeep \"So miss, how bout that bath?\""
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"value": "Jub the Peculiar\n\n\"Probably wouldn't- sorry,\" Jub began to speak, before realising that he was still covering his mouth with his hands. Once he'd put his hands down, he continued, \"As I was saying, it probably wouldn't work anyway. They probably have all sorts of tricky fae magicks that would make going against them difficult, if not impossible.\" He grimaced. \"Though, you do have a point... if we head into this Hall of Illusions, who knows what we'll find? One of us might end up going missing, even.\" It was at that point Jub noticed a small feathered fairy hanging around them, who eventually spoke up, reiterating that Mister Witch and Mister Light were indeed 'good people'. \"I'm sorry, but who are you?\" he asked the fairy."
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"value": "Miizel followed the conversation for the most part, choosing instead to stand back and listen but when Mr. Witch mentions the name Prismeer, his brows furrow. Once again, just like back at the Hall of Illusions, something tugs at the back of his mind. Something so familiar that he should be able to recognize it at first glance yet it keeps escaping him.\n\nHe idly nods and gives grunts of affirmation as the people around him talked but spends majority of the time pondering the word. That is, until the goblin's outburst. The sudden escalation in conversation snapped him back to reality just in time for Mr Light to retort just as harshly.\n\nHe was about to speak up but it seems like he was out of it for long enough as they were ushered out just as quickly as they were called in.\n\nThis time as his companions talked amongst themselves, he made sure to be attentive. \"How do you want us to get leverage? Put a bolt against their throat and make them spill the beans?\" Miizel asked, his tone implying that he was dead serious.\n\nAt the mention of the Hall of Illusions, he responded with. \"Zavakri and I had just been there but we didn't see any girl there. Well, apart from her reflection of course. But something did feel off. The place felt familiar to me but I couldn't pinpoint what exactly. I just found myself walking towards a specific mirror. If you guys want I could lead you there.\""
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"value": "Witchlight Carnival\nThe Fourth Hour\n\nA Hushed Conversation\n\nBurly shook his head at Brutrumukk's first question. When Aurora asked about the Hall of Illusions, Burly answered as he got a sad look on his face, \"That's where my brother, Hurly, was last seen before he disappeared...\"\n\nBurly couldn't answer Zavakri as Brutrumukk reiterated his desire to do harm to the Duo to get the information. Thankfully, Aurora spoke against it, but the concern reappeared on his face at the mention of the girl. He answers Aurora, \"No...Nobody who works as a Witchlight Hand fits that description...\" \n\nHe seems to think it over until Tsak steps in to stand up to Brutrumukk for Burly. Burly smiles at Tsak in response to her apologetic look, and he speaks, \"It's alright, Tsak. Thank you,\"\n\nHe lets Tsak introduce herself to Jub.\n\nThen...Miizel asks the question. Burly answers him, \"No. I do not want you to use violence to do so. They are indeed good people. They gave me and my brother a home and jobs,\" \n\nHe then looks directly at Brutrumukk and points out, \"I think you would understand my position best out of everyone here,\"\n\nHe continues, \"I know of a better way to get them to talk. You will need to...\" He clears his throat before continuing, \"...borrow Mister Witch's Witchlight Watch. His pocket watch. The both of them can't run the carnival without it,\"\n\nHe then tells the group, \"Normally, I don't condone theft. But, if you give it back after they give you the answers, then it should be okay,\"\n\nHe continues, \"I'll let you figure out how to pull this off. But, you should also know this: \n\nThe best time to do this would be during the Crowning of the Witchlight Monarch. That takes place at dawn. Witch and Light have no control over who the monarch will be, but it's always the guest who has contributed the most to the happiness of the carnival. The monarch is also given a charm that lets them fly. The watch is attached to Mister Witch's waistcoat by a chain, so you will need to break it or unfasten it. Finally, Dirlagraun, Candlefoot, and Palasha might help you. They're good eggs,\"\n\nHe then warns, \"But don't trust Thaco. He's untrustworthy,\""
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"value": "\"And how do I know you are?\" Miizel snaps back to Burly. \"For all I know you could be trying to set us up. Make us lose more than what we've already lost. So far the only ones that could even get an inkling of my trust are these folks.\" He gestures to the others alongside him."
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"value": "Tsak Vlos\n\n\n---\n\n\n\nTsak would glair daggers at Miizel before pulling a needle from her pocket and placing it between her teeth. \"You're waiting your time Burly. It's obvious these guys are here to cause trouble instead of helping us out...\" her strange red eyes would look at Jub then spread her black and red raven wings, taking to the air and flutter in place to be at Eye level, \"Tsak Vlos, Witchlight Hand here\""
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"value": "Brutrumukk\n\nSince no one seemed interested in handling things the easy way, Brutrumukk quickly lost interest in the conversation. As one of the others accused Burly of being untrustworthy, Brutrumukk looked to Jub and spoke in goblin. \"Wanna go spread some cheer?\" He asked the goblin wizard perched on his shoulder. \"Seein' 'ow we already got a good start on that, I figure we'll 'ave the best chance o' bein' crowned if we keep on makin' folks 'appy.\""
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Jub the Peculiar\n\n\"Right,\" Jub said in response to Tsak's rather terse introduction. He quickly turned his attention back to the rest of the group, specifically Brutrumukk and his suggestion. \"Yes, that sounds like a good idea. Plus, we already know Candlefoot and Palasha, so we can ask them for help if the need arises.\" He pauses before adding, \"And, err, in the matter of stealing the watch, I may, ahem, have some... experience in the art of, shall you say, relieving people of their belongings.\" He paused before clarifying, partially for the sake of Brutrumukk's limited vocabulary and partly because his 'condition' compelled him to, \"I used to steal things for a living. Not anymore, of course. Well, not most of the time. Sometimes. On occasion. I'm going to shut up now.\" He quickly covered his mouth again."
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Brutrumukk\n\nWhen Brutrumukk grinned eagerly when Jub said his plan sounded good. \"Right then. Let's get to work.\" Brutrumukk said before addressing all present. \"Jub an' I are gonna go make people 'appy. We'll see you lot whenever an' wherever they're crownin' the King o' the Carnival.\" With that said, Brutrumukk headed off with Jub on his shoulder to go looking for ways to make people happy."
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "G A B R I E L\n\nGabriel leaned with his back against the wagon, the swordsman had little to no interest joining in the senseless bickering between Miizel or the fairy woman Tsak as she eluded to the bugbear in dungarees that it was a waste of time to try speaking with them \"Trouble,\" the bard simply scoffed, he had barely been here nearly four hours and in that time both he and his elvish compatriot had helped reunite a halfling couple \"I'll be off with these two, make sure trouble doesn't end up following us.\" he gave the fairy a pointed glare before turning to Brutrumukk and Jub, hurrying off behind them \"Better to make people smile than argue, eh you two?\" he joked as he caught up with the stride of the bugbear."
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Aurora\n\nLetting out a low sigh, Aurora shook her head at the gnome who was proposing to hold a crossbow bolt to the owners throat. Stealing the watch might give them the leverage they need to get the pair to give more information though. Since the other bugbear, the odd gnome, and Gabe were heading off to go spread more cheer, Aurora decided she was going to try to investigate around the Hall of Illusions.\n\n\"I can also attempt to relieve the watch from Mister Witch's person. It may be easier if there is a distraction during the crowning. In case no one else is able to get close enough anyway.\"\n\nShe glanced at the fluttering fairy in front of her that had just give their name. \"My name is Rory. Locksmith and procurer of things by trade. Now I do want to help not cause trouble. Mostly I'd like to find what I lost when I was here last. Granted I know it's long shot with how long it has been, and with what both Mister Witch and Mister Light have said about the matter.\n\nNow I can lead you all back to where I found the strange girl in the Hall of Illusions. I think she may only appear to those who are really sad and have regrets.\""
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Jub the Peculiar\n\nJub gave a sigh of relief as Brutrumukk began to walk away from the rest of the group, slowly taking his hands away from his mouth... only to immediately cover them again when Gabriel appeared beside them. \"Mmhmm,\" the goblin gave a muffled response to the swordsman. He didn't mind Brutrumukk knowing his secrets - he doubted the bugbear really cared all that much - but he didn't know this half-elf at all, as nice as he had been to him so far. Still covering his mouth, he awkwardly attempted to make conversation with the swordsman. \"Err, I don't believe I ever got your name, good sir.\""
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Tsak Vlos\n\n\n---\n\n\n\nTsak gave Burly and unsure look then looked to Rory with an nod. She was glad that at least SOMEONE didn't have some compoltion towards unnecessary violence. She would fly over to the elven looking woman and land, choosing to walk with her, \"I will go investigate the hall with her as well Bur, I'll let you know what we find\"."
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "G A B R I E L\n\nA chuckle escaped the half-elf's mouth, indeed he had forgotten to properly introduce himself upon their first rather abrupt meeting thus Gabriel laughed a bit at his lack of manners \"My apologies Jub, my name is Gabriel.\" he still chuckled slightly finding some amusement in his own obliviousness, smiling at the two goblinoids as the they weaved their way through the carnival in the evening light \"I'm afraid I never caught your name though my furred fellow.\" he said addressing Brutrumukk."
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Brutrumukk\n\n\"My name's Brutrumukk.\" The bugbear introduced himself to Gabriel. \"I'm also known 'round these parts as the Spirt o' the Snorin' Stone. The people from the village call me a Fork 'Ero or somethin'. Can't exactly remember what the first word is all the time. But I do know they say I'm a good sort. They come to me whenever they 'ave problem what no one else can 'elp with, an' then they pay me to solve that problem fer 'em.\"\n\nAfter the introductions were done, Brutrumukk looked around and scratched his head as they walked through the carnival once more. \"So we gotta make people 'appy then.\" Brutrumukk said. \"Any ideas fer where we should start lookin'?\""
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Jub the Peculiar\n\n\"Oh, that's right... one of the others had the map,\" Jub said. He gave a sigh, uncovering his mouth once more, and began surveying the surrounding attractions, looking for any that might have the most amount of people. \"How abouuuut... there?\" He pointed towards the Pixie Kingdom, though he himself didn't know that that was what that was. All he could tell from here was that it wasn't a ride, so they had more opportunity to run across anyone in need of aid."
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Jub the Peculiar\n\n\"Me?\" Jub said, pointing to himself as he did so. He seemed surprised at the question. \"Oh, I travel all over the place, never settle down in one city for too long.\" Beneath his hood, his smile became a little strained. \"I tend to, erm, attract trouble, you see.\" He gave a nervous laugh. \"Might even have made some enemies, some people, err, can't appreciate a joke... or the occassional theft, but that's not important!\" He shook his head quickly. \"Anyway, heard about this place during my travels. Thought it would be a good place to set up business.\" He lowered his voice and leaned slightly so he was close enough for Gabriel to hear, \"I really needed some cash, you see. Business hasn't been too good.\" He then cleared his throat and started speaking normally again. \"And I also feel like I was being drawn here. This place seemed really familiar, and now I know why.\""
}
]
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"from": "human",
"value": "Witchlight Carnival\nThe Eighth Hour\n\nThe Crowning of the Witchlight Monarch\n\nThe crowds gather in the Big Top. Brutrumukk and Jub thankfully, already have their seats. As the crowd gathers, the rest of the party are able to find their seats near or next to the two goblinoids. The musicians that gathered in the tent are playing soft music in anticipation for the ceremony to begin. \n\nIt's clear that there is time for the party to talk amongst themselves before the ceremony begins."
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "G A B R I E L\n\n& @rush99999\n\n\nHis hand idly traced the basket hilt of the rapier at his side, absent-mindedly playing with the inlay of the weapon as he leant against a beam at the very edge of the spectator seating of the large Big Top. Gabriel gave a friendly nod to those who met his gaze, yet he offered nothing more than that as his thoughts were preoccupied with other things. He heaved a sigh, as he had been watching people trickle in hoping to see a familiar face or two. He was about ready to go find himself a seat when he spotted a peculiar duo enter the tent.\n\n\"You two better have a good excuse for leaving me behind, nearly got lost. Where in the nine hells have you both been?\" while Gabriel may have sounded annoyed his expression betrayed no sign of anger."
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Jub the Peculiar\n\nJub had been in the process of rifling through his bag to get his wizard cloak when Gabriel approached them. The look of horror on the goblin's face as the half-elf not only approached them but seemed to recognise Jub was probably hilarious... to everyone who wasn't Jub.\n\n\"You...\" Jub croaked out, pointing at Gabriel as he did so. \"Must have me confused... for someone else...\" As he was speaking, his body start to compress into itself as if he was trying to melt into his chair."
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "G A B R I E L\n\nA chuckle escaped the half-elf's mouth, as he shook his head at Jub's response as if Gabriel hadn't known he was a goblin. After the ceremony he'd need to give the poor lad a lesson in how to disguise himself better \"Jub,\" he planted a hand on the shoulder of the un-wizardly dressed wizard \"Don't play dumb with me, don't worry about how you look lad I don't judge people by their outward appearance.\""
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Brutrumukk\n\n\"Good luck gettin' yer words to stick.\" Brutrumukk said to Gabe after he gave words of encouragement to Jub. \"I've given 'im two inspirin' speeches tonight an' neither of 'em seemed to last long... As fer why we left ya, I didn't notice that we 'ad 'til jus' now.\""
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Jub the Peculiar\n\nJub opened his mouth but no sound came out. After a moment, he just closed his mouth and just sat in his chair, pulling his knees up to his chin and trying to look as small as possible. He obviously was a little embarrassed, however he had stopped attempting to retrieve his cloak from his bag."
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "G A B R I E L\n\nGabriel opened his mouth to make a witty remark about being more memorable to the bugbear however the shift in the little goblin's body language made him pause, it was a posture he recognized all too well. \"Well.\" his gaze shifted back to Brutrumukk, then he shrugged \"We're together now and that's what matters.\" with that he seated himself next to Jub whose shoulder the half-elf gave a gentle squeeze \"Hey, don't be too hard on yourself we all got our reasons to hide who we are.\"\n\nFrom the belt pouch at his side Gabriel fished a velvet sack tied with a string, leaning over and placing it in the goblin's tiny hands \"Here, take it I don't need it anyways. Call it a gift, if you sell it though your buying me a drink. Got it?\" he gave the goblin a warm smile and laughed giving Jub one last squeeze before sitting up and taking a look around at the crowd packed into the Big Top."
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Jub the Peculiar\n\nJub blinked slightly and gingerly took the bag from Gabriel. He didn't open it right away, just taking a moment to look at the half-elf almost in awe. After a moment, he seemed to remember himself and, with a small mumble of \"Thanks\", looked back down at his hands. He very carefully opened the bag to see the contents and, recognizing as the pixie dust that had enabled them to fly earlier, his eyes lit up. He closed the bag and delicately put it with his other belongings. He recalled Brutrumukk's words earlier about escape plans should they retrieve the Mr Witch's watch, and this would definitely be good option to have should they need it. He sat up a little bit in his chair, looking slightly less uncomfortable than he had a moment before."
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "The approach to the tent was an agonizing affair. Zavakri pulled her hood up- decided that was too much of a bother, it'd ruin her hair if she wasn't careful, so she lowered it back down and meticulously distracted herself on the walk with fixing her hair back to perfection. It'd muss up the instant she got a smidge too emotional, but a gel could try to maintain some semblance of present-ability, couldn't she? It didn't help that the fear was only just now, after Ellywick's assistance, beginning to fully fade from the front of her mind...\n\nEnough that her anxiety at being in this crowd to begin with could set in. She took deep, calming, breaths. This probably made her look like an idiot of some kind, or perhaps a fish gasping in air as it flounders for water, but it had the intended effect; she was able to feel calm. Feel like she had more breathing room. It helped that those immediately around her had certainly pressed away from the oddly presenting woman.\n\nAnd soon she found herself shuffled into a seat- and she gasped.\n\n\"Oi, how come whenever I'm having a mild panic attack and finally calm meself down, it's always you lot I find nearby? At least I know where I stand with you guys; in the back, safe and forgotten. Big personalities, you lot. You lot could hide a giant behind your conversations. Honestly, that's right where I want to be right now; behind a giant, behind you lot, forgotten for a few minutes. Oh, be still my beating heart! This place was pure chaos!\""
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Jub the Peculiar\n\nJub had just started to relax when they were joined by that peculiar human woman from earlier, the one who had expressed her frustration the carnival and seemed to be able to take up a whole conversation just on her own. It seemed she hadn't really change much in the few hours since they had last spoken.\n\nThe goblin shifted awkwardly in his seat. \"Errrrrr....\" he said, genuinely not sure how to respond to that. He glanced over at Brutrumukk, conveying all his confusion and bafflement in a single expression and hoping the bugbear had some kind of retort to this situation, because he was currently drawing a blank here."
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Brutrumukk\n\n\"Humans can be weird like that sometimes.\" Brutrumukk said in goblin when Jub looked to him for word on the subject of Zavakri. \"Either way, don't worry about 'er. We got bigger things to focus on right now. You got enough booyagh left in ya fer what we're about to pull off?\""
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Jub the Peculiar\n\nJub nodded, and motioned to his bag. \"Gabriel just gave me that bag of pixie dust that he won at the pixie kingdom,\" he responded in goblin. \"So if I end up being crowned Witchlight Monarch, we have a way that you can gain flight if we need to make a quick getaway.\" He paused, thinking for a moment and glanced towards Gabriel and then Zavakri. \"Though I think there's only enough for one use so if neither of us get it, I'm not sure what we'll do.\" He spoke up again, this time switching to common and addressed the two non-goblins in the group. \"Erm... do you either of you guys have a plan when it comes to this whole... watch stealing business?\" He paused again before adding, \"We're all on the same page about this, right? I'm sorry, I'm starting to feel we might not be on the same page.\""
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "G A B R I E L\n\n\"Thank you?\" the half-elf looking a bit perturbed said in reply to Zavakiri's compliment (if it could be classified as such), then he looked between the pair of goblinoid as if for some kind of explanation \"Oh? Plan? What for?\" now he was quite confused, what was this plan?"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Jub the Peculiar\n\n\"HMPH!\" Jub really hadn't expected Brutrumukk to cover his mouth and, after taking in what his bugbear companion was saying, shoved away his claw before turning towards him. \"I'm just making sure we're all on the same page here!\" he hissed back in goblin. \"Which clearly we aren't!\" He waved towards Gabriel as he spoke. \"I thought it was important we had a back-up plan in case neither me or you are crowned. But pardon me for being tactical!\" It was clear from his expression and tone of voice he was more than a little upset about being interrupted... and told off... and called an idiot."
}
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"from": "human",
"value": "G A B R I E L\n\n\"I would have liked to rest in a bed, hell I need a god damn drink!\" the half-elf sat with a sigh \"But we had little choice as ridiculous as that sounds, the best we can do is what we can do at this moment.\" Gabriel put his hand through his hair glancing sideways towards the swamp \"I'm not sure if you want to slough through a swamp, but right now I don't.\""
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Jub the Peculiar\n\nJub had been considering how best to respond to Brutrumukk's request for rest when the human woman stepped forward and spoke the magic words, turning the mirror into a doorway between dimensions. Panic started to surge as he watched the party start to go through the portal. He still wasn't sure if he was willing to go to... wherever this mirror lead, and was about to turn to Brutrumukk and suggest they take this moment to bail...\n\n... only for Brutrumukk to start cursing up a storm before rushing after them, taking his shoulder goblin along with him. \n\nOf course.\n\nDuring the fall through the portal, Jub found himself tumbling from his perch and ended up falling face-first into the dirt. It took a moment for him to push himself up and wipe the dust from his face. \"I'm ooookay...\" he said, though due to still be disorientated, he certainly didn't sound okay. He took a moment to survey his surroundings as his brain took a moment to catch up with what he was seeing. \"This... is definitely not what I expected. Did anyone else expect a swamp? I didn't expect a swamp.\" He attempted to take a step forward, only to end up falling over again. \"Does... does anyone else's legs feel like they're made of jello? Is that normal?\""
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Zavakri whirls through the portal, collapsing onto herself as she appears on the Other Side. A groan. A wince. An exhausted twitch. Oh, such artistry made flesh. She slowly pushes herself to her feet, the weight of what she just did finally settling itself upon her shoulders; falling from on-high upon wings of retribution to finally feel the gravity of utter reality and dismal truth.\n\n\"Golly Gosh!\" she cursed heartily. \"Blimey! Spittle and bloodshed!\" She leapt up and down, a sudden vigor coursing through her veins, soon whirling about as if just awakening for the first time. \"A SWAMP??\" She cries out, before her seething calms itself to a belated and finally appearing exhaustion. She falls onto her knees, pulling her cloak about herself.\n\n\"If this is how I find her, so be it.\" She sighs to herself, conviction worming its way into her tired voice. \"At least it's no longer that Carnival...Oh, Riri, I hope you don't worry...\"\n\nShe casts her gaze about, searching her companions intimately for the first time.\n\n\"If it's up to me, which it hardly is due to my sudden decisionmaking skills ending us up here, a rest is in good order. Just tell me when it's my watch or whatever it is we adventuring types are supposed to do, yeah? I've got to run some numbers...\"\n\nShe wraps herself up tighter in her cloak, shifting the otherwise hidden crossbow she carried into her hands and lap as she slowly rocked where she sat, mumbling numbers in a calming manner."
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Aurora\n\nWhen the human woman spoke the words to open the portal before everyone had a moment to respond, Aurora stood there for several seconds in surprise. Once the human woman through the portal, Aurora dashed forward to the follow. The sensation that followed was unlike any she had experienced in recent memory. It felt almost like falling forward without actually falling at all.\n\nThe sensation stopped once Aurora felt the soft earth beneath her boots. A quick glance had only resulted in seeing the dense fog and ruin near where the others started to arrive. Gabriel's exclamation of something being here drew her attention back to the group.\n\n\"Well Brutrumukk mentioned trying to rest back in the carnival but she...\" Rory pointed towards Zavakri, \"decided to open the portal before we could really discuss it. Personally I would have preferred resting somewhere not in a swamp. If we rest here I suggest we have someone keep a watch once we find somewhere less in the open.\" Aurora understood why the bugbear was upset and to some extent agreed with him. At the Carnival they would have at least been safe and less exposed to whatever may lurk in this fog.\n\n\"What did you mean by hag or no hag?\" Aurora asked Zavakri while stepping toward Jub offering a hand to help him back to his feet. \"Not quiet like jello but I am feeling tired from being up all night. I don't think any of us knew what to expect. Expect maybe the carnival owners.\""
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "\"What did you mean by hag or no hag?\" Aurora asked Zavakri while stepping toward Jub offering a hand to help him back to his feet.\n\nZavakri's attention snapped back to reality at being addressed.\n\n\"Oh, nothing much, methinks; the talking unicorns mentioned a hag, and someone else let slip that the Witchlights were victims in their own right, so I put two and two together and made some assumptions. Some lass named Skabither Nightbloom or something- Skabitha Nightblossom? No, that's not right; Nightshade. Skabitha Nightshade. Droll name, but I suppose a hag isn't exactly born to good things, eh?\" She rambles on for a bit, before clicking her tongue and shifting to sit more comfortably.\n\n\"She sleeps in a dollhouse; she forgets the first creature she sees. I suppose I can't expect unicorns to make sense.\""
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Brutrumukk\n\n\"So we're dealin' with an 'ag then?\" Brutrumukk said in response to Zavakri's words. \"I've 'eard a thing or two about their type. Can anyone else 'ere say the same?\" Should another party member indeed also know a thing or two about hags like Brutrumukk did, they would have a decent amount of knowledge on the subject of hags between the two of them.\n\nProvided that someone negates the disadvantage with the help action, Brutrumukk rolls a 19 to know stuff about hags."
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Jub the Peculiar\n\nJub glanced up at Aurora as the elven woman offered to help him to his feet - not unlike how she had before the two of them had entered the carnival. With a weak smile, he let her help him to his feet. \"Thank you,\" he said, before taking a moment to dust himself off.\n\nWhen the human woman spoke again, Jub swerved to face her, only just managing to avoid falling over again. \"Well, next time, maybe consider asking the rest of us before you do anything like that,\" he said. He was attempting to sound stern, but the affect was lessened by the fact he was slurring his words slightly."
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Brutrumukk\n\n\"I agree.\" Brutrumukk agreed with an annoyed growl. \"The fuck were you thinkin' pullin' somethin' like that? Some of us would 'ave liked to sleep before divin' through some mirror portal leadin' to Mag knows where.\" Brutrumukk then turned to the rest of the party. \"An' what the fuck were the rest o' you thinkin' followin' 'er?\" Brutrumukk asked. \"Jus' cuz some mad cow decides to be fuckin' stupid, don't mean you gotta go with 'er! Now we're stuck on some broken bridge above some gods fersaken swamp with no idea where to go or what to do! An' to make matters worse, we're all fuckin' tired...! Great work everyone. Great fuckin' work.\""
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "G A B R I E L\n\nGabriel had untied the straps holding the sleeping roll in place from his backpack and set to unrolling it, rubbing his temples as the bugbear grew more and more frustrated. \n\nAs the half-elf listened to Brutrumukk berate the party, Gabriel gritted his teeth his head pounding wishing he had a bottle of whisky to calm his nerves.\n\n\"You're one to talk!\" he snapped back angrily a tinge of an accent in his voice \"Ya bloody well followed too, the god damn mirror pulled some of us in!\" he pointed to the spot they appeared from \"Like fuck'n hell ya couldn't have just left! It isn't our fault we left in a rush, those old farts likely didn't want to let us stay.\" he said meaning the two Misters."
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Tsak Vlos\n\n\n---\n\n\n\nTsak was had been second to last through the portal, dashing forward to grab her pack from the misters and hug them both tightly. With a kiss on both of their cheeks, the overly giddy fairy flew right into the portal at top speed. Now, planer travel was nothing new, she's traveled to all sorts of planes all her life, but the fey never really got used to the sensation. Well, one mistake she had made was flying into the portal in the first place. As Tsak came out the other side, the tattooist came cometing down into the ground, roughly crashing into it. A yelp, groan and giggle later, the fairy would move to her feet and take in her surroundings. At first, excitement over took her, she did it! She finally became an adventurer! Then.... panic. Tsak, breath becoming heavy and quickly, took out her sketchbook as she looked around for the others. After taking a few deep breaths, the fairy would fly up to the others and called out, \"Uh... I could fly up to the air and see if there are any towns or villages nearby...\""
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Brutrumukk\n\nWhen Gabriel spoke up, Brutrumukk wheeled around to face him, looking just about ready to club someone to death and subsequently mount their head on a spike. \"Yeah, some o' you were pulled in. I weren't talkin' ta them\" Brutrumukk said. \"An' yeah, I followed even though I coulda jus' left. But that woulda meant leavin' you and the others what got sucked across to deal with whatever mess ya got sucked into after that bitch opened the portal. An' fer various reasons, I weren't all that keen on the idea. An' as fer those fuckin' knife ears-\" It was at that moment that Tsak chimed in. The interruption took the wind out of Brutrumukk's sails. And after staring at the fairy for a moment, Brutrumukk heaved a growly sigh. \"Do what ya like. I'm gonna get some rest.\" Brutrumukk said before finding a decent looking spot on the bridge and beginning to set up his bedroll."
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Zavakri's exhausted emotional state cannot handle the torrent of anger and vitriol coming towards her. She goes wide eyed, like a deer in headlights, and curls inward on herself.\n\n\"If Rirvudd were here, he wouldn't let anyone say such things to me. But he isn't. And I am. So say what you want. I deserve it, I suppose. I'll do my best to not let anyone else down or to disappoint anyone ever again.\"\n\nShe curls into a sobbing ball of sorceress."
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Jub the Peculiar\n\nAaaaand now everyone was shouting at each other. Any annoyance towards the human woman (or any of his companions for that matter) that had been building up within Jub melted back down and he was just left feeling exhausted. \"Yeah, I think it best we just set up camp here instead of traipsing through the swamp while we're all tired and upset,\" he said to Tsak. \"Even if you happen across some form of civilisation, it'll probably just be a weird fairy town with weird fairy rules.\" He paused, suddenly realised who he was talking before adding, \"No offense.\""
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Tsak Vlos\n\n\n---\n\n\n\nTsak frowned as she looked around the group, and she thought the carnie life was stressful. Slowly nodding to the grouchy bugbear, she would take to the air, flying up past the trees and took a look around for any towns or villages.\n\n7"
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "G A B R I E L\n\nBoth what the bugbear said and how the poor dark skinned reacted to the whole situation was a real punch in the gut for the likes of himself, it was bad enough to see that their argument had hurt her but the fact that Gabriel hadn't helped matters made the half-elf feel poorly about his words. \n\nBrutrumukk while his words might have been harsh were also right in a way, the bugbear just did what he thought was right to do \"Oh gods, I...\" Gabriel looked from the bugbear to the woman crying on the ground \"I...I am so sorry.\" all the anger fell away replaced by worry, his brow knitted together as he knelt by Zavakri \"Look Brut...You just did what you did and I understand that,\" he sighed \"You did what you thought was right and I don't blame you for that.\""
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Jub the Peculiar\n\n\"Aaaaaand she flew off anyway,\" said Jub as he watched Tsak head upwards into the trees. He then looked over at his group, shaking his head slightly. \"I think I'm going to start crying now,\" he muttered as he watched Gabriel try and comfort the sobbing woman. With a sigh and a slight shake of his head, he started rifling through his stuff in search of his sleeping bag and other assorted camping gear. It was clear that no reasonable conversation was likely to occurr while everyone was sleep-deprived."
}
]
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{
"from": "human",
"value": "Jub the Peculiar\n\nJub glanced up at Aurora as the elven woman offered to help him to his feet - not unlike how she had before the two of them had entered the carnival. With a weak smile, he let her help him to his feet. \"Thank you,\" he said, before taking a moment to dust himself off.\n\nWhen the human woman spoke again, Jub swerved to face her, only just managing to avoid falling over again. \"Well, next time, maybe consider asking the rest of us before you do anything like that,\" he said. He was attempting to sound stern, but the affect was lessened by the fact he was slurring his words slightly."
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Brutrumukk\n\n\"I agree.\" Brutrumukk agreed with an annoyed growl. \"The fuck were you thinkin' pullin' somethin' like that? Some of us would 'ave liked to sleep before divin' through some mirror portal leadin' to Mag knows where.\" Brutrumukk then turned to the rest of the party. \"An' what the fuck were the rest o' you thinkin' followin' 'er?\" Brutrumukk asked. \"Jus' cuz some mad cow decides to be fuckin' stupid, don't mean you gotta go with 'er! Now we're stuck on some broken bridge above some gods fersaken swamp with no idea where to go or what to do! An' to make matters worse, we're all fuckin' tired...! Great work everyone. Great fuckin' work.\""
},
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"from": "human",
"value": "G A B R I E L\n\nGabriel had untied the straps holding the sleeping roll in place from his backpack and set to unrolling it, rubbing his temples as the bugbear grew more and more frustrated. \n\nAs the half-elf listened to Brutrumukk berate the party, Gabriel gritted his teeth his head pounding wishing he had a bottle of whisky to calm his nerves.\n\n\"You're one to talk!\" he snapped back angrily a tinge of an accent in his voice \"Ya bloody well followed too, the god damn mirror pulled some of us in!\" he pointed to the spot they appeared from \"Like fuck'n hell ya couldn't have just left! It isn't our fault we left in a rush, those old farts likely didn't want to let us stay.\" he said meaning the two Misters."
},
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"value": "Tsak Vlos\n\n\n---\n\n\n\nTsak was had been second to last through the portal, dashing forward to grab her pack from the misters and hug them both tightly. With a kiss on both of their cheeks, the overly giddy fairy flew right into the portal at top speed. Now, planer travel was nothing new, she's traveled to all sorts of planes all her life, but the fey never really got used to the sensation. Well, one mistake she had made was flying into the portal in the first place. As Tsak came out the other side, the tattooist came cometing down into the ground, roughly crashing into it. A yelp, groan and giggle later, the fairy would move to her feet and take in her surroundings. At first, excitement over took her, she did it! She finally became an adventurer! Then.... panic. Tsak, breath becoming heavy and quickly, took out her sketchbook as she looked around for the others. After taking a few deep breaths, the fairy would fly up to the others and called out, \"Uh... I could fly up to the air and see if there are any towns or villages nearby...\""
},
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"value": "Brutrumukk\n\nWhen Gabriel spoke up, Brutrumukk wheeled around to face him, looking just about ready to club someone to death and subsequently mount their head on a spike. \"Yeah, some o' you were pulled in. I weren't talkin' ta them\" Brutrumukk said. \"An' yeah, I followed even though I coulda jus' left. But that woulda meant leavin' you and the others what got sucked across to deal with whatever mess ya got sucked into after that bitch opened the portal. An' fer various reasons, I weren't all that keen on the idea. An' as fer those fuckin' knife ears-\" It was at that moment that Tsak chimed in. The interruption took the wind out of Brutrumukk's sails. And after staring at the fairy for a moment, Brutrumukk heaved a growly sigh. \"Do what ya like. I'm gonna get some rest.\" Brutrumukk said before finding a decent looking spot on the bridge and beginning to set up his bedroll."
},
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"value": "Zavakri's exhausted emotional state cannot handle the torrent of anger and vitriol coming towards her. She goes wide eyed, like a deer in headlights, and curls inward on herself.\n\n\"If Rirvudd were here, he wouldn't let anyone say such things to me. But he isn't. And I am. So say what you want. I deserve it, I suppose. I'll do my best to not let anyone else down or to disappoint anyone ever again.\"\n\nShe curls into a sobbing ball of sorceress."
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Jub the Peculiar\n\nAaaaand now everyone was shouting at each other. Any annoyance towards the human woman (or any of his companions for that matter) that had been building up within Jub melted back down and he was just left feeling exhausted. \"Yeah, I think it best we just set up camp here instead of traipsing through the swamp while we're all tired and upset,\" he said to Tsak. \"Even if you happen across some form of civilisation, it'll probably just be a weird fairy town with weird fairy rules.\" He paused, suddenly realised who he was talking before adding, \"No offense.\""
},
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"value": "Tsak Vlos\n\n\n---\n\n\n\nTsak frowned as she looked around the group, and she thought the carnie life was stressful. Slowly nodding to the grouchy bugbear, she would take to the air, flying up past the trees and took a look around for any towns or villages.\n\n7"
},
{
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"value": "G A B R I E L\n\nBoth what the bugbear said and how the poor dark skinned reacted to the whole situation was a real punch in the gut for the likes of himself, it was bad enough to see that their argument had hurt her but the fact that Gabriel hadn't helped matters made the half-elf feel poorly about his words. \n\nBrutrumukk while his words might have been harsh were also right in a way, the bugbear just did what he thought was right to do \"Oh gods, I...\" Gabriel looked from the bugbear to the woman crying on the ground \"I...I am so sorry.\" all the anger fell away replaced by worry, his brow knitted together as he knelt by Zavakri \"Look Brut...You just did what you did and I understand that,\" he sighed \"You did what you thought was right and I don't blame you for that.\""
},
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"value": "Jub the Peculiar\n\n\"Aaaaaand she flew off anyway,\" said Jub as he watched Tsak head upwards into the trees. He then looked over at his group, shaking his head slightly. \"I think I'm going to start crying now,\" he muttered as he watched Gabriel try and comfort the sobbing woman. With a sigh and a slight shake of his head, he started rifling through his stuff in search of his sleeping bag and other assorted camping gear. It was clear that no reasonable conversation was likely to occurr while everyone was sleep-deprived."
},
{
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"value": "Tsak Vlos\n\n\n---\n\n\n\nTsak spent a bit of time in the air, taking in their surroundings while calming herself down. She knew what she was getting into, yes, a less... conflicted group of adventures may have been better, but at least Rory was chill. Taking a deep breath, the fairy would fly down to the others before finding a branch to sit on, \"Sooo... I know I'm new, to all this, but, umm... is it normal for an adventuring group to be this loud and boisterous? Or is it just this group?\" Tsak would look at the group, between the bigoted goblin, arguing bugbear and bard, then the slightly unhinged human lady who's name she never learned, she was fairly concerned about her current situation."
},
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"value": "Hither\nQueen's Way\n\nThe sky begins to darken slowly as everyone realizes how tired they are, the twilit sky becoming night as the discussions and arguments continue. When Zavakri begins crying, the party would feel rain begin to fall on them. The rain is not heavy enough to seriously drench the party and prevent them from going to sleep, but it is enough to really compound the feelings of sadness and melancholy that are now present in the group. The rain will not let up until the party calms down and recovers from this sadness. \n\nAs Brutrumukk leaves to go find a place to rest, he notices that there is now a nearby stone that has a frowning face made of cracks in the stone. Zavakri notices, as she curls in on herself, that there are thorns growing next to her that weren't there before. \n\nIn the middle of their rest, Aurora sees something during her watch or after her 4 hours of rest. \n\nIn the distant sky, she spots a great balloon made of patchwork material. It spins out of control as though punctured, causing the wicker basket that hangs from it to swing wildly. She can hear the distant sound of screaming coming from it. The balloon plunges out of sight, disappearing into the fog approximately a mile away.\n\nThe rest passes by quietly for the party. When they wake, they will be well rested and ready for this swamp and its unknown dangers."
},
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"value": "Brutrumukk\n\nA smirk of cruel satisfaction settled on Brutrumukk's features as Zavakri broke down in the face of overwhelming hostility. As the bugbear finished setting up his bedroll, Brutrumukk pulled out his waterskin and took a sip from it, pretending that the water was in fact Zavakri's tears. When he noticed a nearby stone frowning at him, Brutrumukk's smirk unrepentantly grew. Normally, he had to keep his evil urges in check so that he remained on positive enough terms with the locals that they continued leaving offerings at the Snoring Stone rather than driving him away with pitchforks and torches. But here? So long as he didn't piss off the adventurers he was traveling with, all the locals could do here was frown at him, unable to do anything to actually stop him. That was probably going to change at some point, but for now, he intended to enjoy it while it lasted. Brutrumukk lay down on his bedroll, shut his eyes, and allowed the sweet lullaby of Zavakri's sobbing to send him off to sleep.\n\nWhen Brutrumukk awoke well rested and actually ready for whatever nonsense he'd been roped into, he ate some rations for his breakfast as he waited for the others to wake up. When everyone was awake, Brutrumukk remembered the parting words of the Misters and decided to bring it up. \"Oi oi, any o' you lot know what alley corn is?\" Brutrumukk asked. \"Before I followed you lot through the mirror, Fatso an' Ponce mentioned somethin' about alley corn an' some other confusin' stuff.\""
},
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"value": "Jub the Peculiar\n\nDespite everything, Jub managed to sleep quite well. Even the sprinkling of rain didn't seem to disturb him much and he woke up with a rather loud, dramatic yawn and a stretch. Maybe it had been that he had been just so tired out by the festivities yesterday or the fact that causeway didn't rank anywhere in his list of 'Worst Places He'd Ever Had to Rest', but this was actually one of the best sleeps he'd had in some time.\n\nStill, he wasn't sure how everyone else was given the arguments earlier so he mostly kept to himself, rifling through his bag. He removed the wings he'd gotten from the carnival and put his wizard coat back on, both to stay true to his brand and also just to keep warm, though he left his hood down this time. After all, everyone present knew he was a goblin now, so there wasn't much point. He also pulled out his spellbook and some travel rations. After casting Prestidigitation to make his rations taste, well, less like rations, he began flicking through his spellbook while eating. Anyone who happened to be watching him would be able to tell that this was a ritual of his. Another thing people would notice if they bothered to look over at him was just what poor condition his spellbook was in. Brutrumukk had seen it briefly, but this was the first time the rest of the group would have. The cover made it look just like a ratty old notebook, while the inside was filled with scribbled writing and various arcane diagrams. There also seemed to be some doodles and notes in the margins which seemed to be in a different script from the others, likely put there later by Jub himself.\n\nWhen Brutrumukk and Aurora started talking, Jub frowned as he thought to himself. \"Alicorn... alicorn... nope, doesn't ring a bell,\" he said. If he had a pen, he'd probably write that down somewhere in his book to remember, but after rifling through his bag for a few moments, he remembered that he'd lost his old quill at some point on the road and shrugged. As he was about to continue his eating, he called over to the rest of the group, \"By the way, if anyone wants me to use a little magic to spruce up their rations, do ask. After all the carnival food we consumed yesterday, dried fruit and jerky is probably something of a let down.\""
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"value": "Jub the Peculiar\n\n\"G'day Ladies and Gents! I am Jebbek. This is a robbery. Surrender your memories of receiving the best gift you ever received, and we'll be on our way. If you resist, we'll beat you black and blue.\"\n\nMaybe it was down to nerves. Maybe it was utter bizarreness of the request. Maybe he'd been spending too much time around Brutrumukk and had started to absorb some of the bugbear's bravado. Or maybe it was their supposed muggers were freaking rabbits. Either way, something about this whole situation must have struck Jub as funny because he suddenly burst out laughing. \"Oh my gods!\" he said in between bouts of laughter. \"The ears... the noses... the little hoppy feet! I'm sorry, I'm sorry, give me a moment...\" He had to take some time to recover, wiping away tears as he watched the robbers become a little bit twitchy after witnessing Brutrumukk give an impressive roar. Still, they didn't seem to be backing down.\n\n\"I guess we're doing this, then,\" Jub said once he'd regained his composure. He glanced at his companions. \"How'd ya'll like your rabbit, by the way? Well done? Medium rare?\" As he was speaking, he'd started to doing a odd gesture with his hands, causing a small mote of flame to form, which he proceeded to hurl at the brigand who was attempting to rally the snail.\n\nFirebolt to hit Bunny Brigand E = 18\nFirebolt damage = 7 fire damage"
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"value": "Zavakri's initial anger and surging rage was curtailed by Brutrumukk's roar and the Jub's intimidating presence. She briefly appraises her own companions with a sense of worry, before the ensuing combat brings her back into the now. She appraises the situations, before her eyes settle on Jebbek and she once again feels that surge of defiant rage.\n\nThe best gift she'd ever received? It was upon the ring finger of her left hand right this instant, and the memory was one she'd cherish forever. Nobody would ever take that memory from her.\n\nShe reaches within her cloak and produces the strange orb she used as an arcane focus, its surface aglow with mathematical scripture and displaying a multifaceted calculation spectrum. This arcane calculator, as it were, is her utmost tool in manipulating the world.\n\n\"As it turns out, The Balance agrees with me; there's too much of your ego in this world, and too little kindness. I'm going to try to stabilize that equation.\" She says seriously, holding the Orb aloft as a series of formulae glow into the air around her, her eyes once again appearing as the hands of a clock as they spin around and magical energy surges from within her...\n\nLet X equal that ghastly creature's position...\n\nShe swung the orb forward, the calculations solving themselves in the air around her as her fingers dance on the surface of the strange implement; each solved equation flying forth towards Jebbek unerringly. Three orbs of arcane fury, characterized as mathematical solutions. She then cautiously steps back, eyes wary for further danger. That Snail was scary.\n\nX=5; Three Missiles. 15 Force Damage total to Jebbek\n\nMagic Missile - 1st level slot\nBonus Action - 2 Sorcery Points, refill a 1st level slot."
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"value": "Hither\nQueen's Way\n\nJebbek suddenly gains a strange aura after Tsak casts her spell. It is clear to Tsak that the spell was successful, and the leader is now hexed. \n\nThen Jub lobs a Fire Bolt at the the Brigand who was browbeating the snail. The fire catches his cottontail and sets it alight, causing him to jump upwards with scream and with both hands on his tail. It takes a while, but he does manage to put out the fire, but it's clear that the bolt did a lot of damage to him judging from burnt state of his tail.\n\nThen Zavakri sends three darts at Jebbek, each giving the leader a powerful wallop. The rabbit is now standing there with a black eye and bruises under her fur.\n\nThree of the Brigands who were ready to charge in see this onslaught of magical attacks and they look to each other.\n\n\"This is looking bad, right?\"\n\"Oh yeah! This is looking bad!\"\n\"Let's get outta here then!\"\n\nWith that cry, the three Brigands start running away. One of them stops to drag Jebbek with him since she is already beaten within an inch of her life. \n\nBrigands A, B, and C all start running away. A stops to drag Jebbek with him at half movement. B and C have left combat!\n\nJebbek & Bunny Brigand E: 22\nTsak: 20\nJub: 17\nZavakri: 16\nBunny Brigand A: 15\nBunny Brigand C: 14\nBunny Brigand B: 13\nAurora: 12\nBunny Brigand D: 11 (DEX Mod is +3)\nBrutrumukk: 11 (DEX Mod is +2)\nGiant Snail: 8\nGabriel: 5"
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"value": "Aurora\n\nThe magical barage that both Jub and Zavakri caught the strange rabbit folk of guard. Aurora hadn't expected it either. It appeared that three were already fleeing, with only one stopping to collect their leader. Aurora knocks an arrow to her short bow aiming for the one in front of the snail. He goal wasn't necessarily to harm but to encourage them to flee.\n\n11 on the attack. If it hits it is only 4 damage."
},
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"value": "Hither\nQueen's Way\n\nBoth rabbits who were by the snail, were startled by the arrow from Aurora, and the other rabbit tries to get the snail to leave with the rest of the Brigands.\n\n\"Come. ON! Let's go you stupid---!\"\n\nThe snail refuses to budge and simply lets out a louder angry noise at the brigands. \n\nThe brigand recoils before he sneers \"Fine! Stay if you wanna be escargot so damn much, you stupid thing!\" \n\nHe then runs away as well.\n\nBrigand D tries to bring the snail along. Animal Handling at disadvantage is a 4 so that's a no.\n\nBrigand D runs away and leaves combat!\n\nJebbek & Bunny Brigand E: 22\nTsak: 20\nJub: 17\nZavakri: 16\nBunny Brigand A: 15\nBunny Brigand C: 14\nBunny Brigand B: 13\nAurora: 12\nBunny Brigand D: 11 (DEX Mod is +3)\nBrutrumukk: 11 (DEX Mod is +2)\nGiant Snail: 8\nGabriel: 5"
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"value": "Brutrumukk\n\nSeeing the Brigands in full retreat, Brutrumukk began to laugh cruelly at their cowardice. As the rabbits ran, the bugbear began to stalk forward. As he advanced, Brutrumukk drew a Javelin and sang a murderous mockery of the ballad the Brigands had been singing when they arrived.\n\n\"I'll skin you alive, from tail to 'ead;\n\nI'll spill yer guts before yer dead.\n\nThen I'll eat yer flesh without a care\n\nFer I do so love roasted 'are—\n\nA treat so glorious, for the victorious,\n\nRabbit meat is truly meritorious!\n\nBy the stench o' death, you'll know I'm comin';\n\nSay yer prayers, there's no use runnin'.\n\nQuick as a bolt, me jav goes sailin',\n\nPleadin', beggin', you'll die wailin'.\n\nYou'll shriek, you'll scream, you'll cry, you'll groan;\n\nThanks to me, Brutrumukk, Spirit o' the Snorin' Stone!\"\n\nWhen he reached the part of the song that mentioned his javelin, Brutrumukk hurled it towards the ankle of the rabbit that was trying to drag Jebbek away. As much as the bugbear feared Skiggaret and the madness he brought, Brutrumukk had always been secretly grateful for the lessons he learned when under Skiggaret's sway. Helping the wounded when an enemy you had no hope of defeating was chasing you never ends well for the fools who stopped to do so. And a certain benevolent bunny was about to learn that the hard way.\n\nBrutrumukk hurls a Javelin at Bunny Brigand A's ankle. He rolls a 20 to hit and deals 6 damage."
},
{
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"value": "Hither\nQueen's Way\n\nThe bunny brigand lets out a pained cry as the javelin strikes true. But he is still up and Jebbek is now helping him stay standing. \n\nThe Giant Snail meanwhile remains uncooperative and just stays where it is for now. \n\nGiant Snail does nothing for its turn. It's being stubborn and rebellious against the Brigands.\n\nJebbek & Bunny Brigand E: 22\nTsak: 20\nJub: 17\nZavakri: 16\nBunny Brigand A: 15\nBunny Brigand C: 14\nBunny Brigand B: 13\nAurora: 12\nBunny Brigand D: 11 (DEX Mod is +3)\nBrutrumukk: 11 (DEX Mod is +2)\nGiant Snail: 8\nGabriel: 5"
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"value": "G A B R I E L\n\nAs he stood at a distance from the fleeing brigands, the half-elf tapped his index finger on the basketed hilt of the rapier hung at his side watching the would-be memory thieves run off. \n\n\"Stand down all of you, let them go.\" after a moment of pause between battle, Gabriel spoke loudly to everyone \"Let them run, they meant no real harm anyways. I can tell, I know when someone wants to kill you or not.\" he got a distant look as he watched Jebbek flee. \"They'll know not to bother us again anyhow.\"\n\nInsight: 11"
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"value": "Hither\nQueen's Way\n\nBunny Brigand E was looking at the party with wide eyes before Jebbek calls to him, \"Hey! Help me carry Harry! Come on!\" \n\nThe rabbit leaps over to the both of them and he helps Jebbek carry Harry this time, and the three remaining Bunny Bandits disappear into the swamp, obscured by the mists. \n\nThe party is now alone...with a lone giant snail. \n\nThe giant snail realizes that its free and with a huff, it starts to leave as well. \n\nBunny Brigand E and Jebbek flee while carrying Bunny Brigand A. \n\nEncounter has ended! You guys are now out of initiative."
},
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"value": "Brutrumukk\n\n\"You should jus' run!\" Brutrumukk called out to the last unwounded Bandit that had yet to flee as the bugbear drew his morningstar. \"Look at what 'appened to 'Arry when 'e tried to 'elp.\" Despite his words of discouragement though, the last Bandit went to help anyway. \"Fine. 'Ave it yer way.\" Brutrumukk said as he prepared a second Javelin in his off hand. \"Three carcasses o' rabbit meat are much better than two anyway.\" With that said, Brutrumukk followed the fleeing Bandits into the mist."
},
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"value": "Jub the Peculiar\n\n\"Well, that depends on your definition of 'doing harm',\" Jub said in response to Gabriel. \"You don't have to severely wound someone to 'do harm'. Sometimes, taking that which he holds dear is all that is required, especially when that person already has so little.\" He glanced over at the fleeing bandits. \"And these would-be muggers were particularly nasty in that regard. Imagine taking someone's memories! I certainly wouldn't shed any tears for them.\" However, he showed no sign of wanting to pursue the brigands, merely watching as Brutrumukk attempted to give chase. After a moment, he looked back at Gabriel. \"I doubt he's going to back down. If you wish, I may know a way to incapacitate him so he doesn't run off and get himself into trouble. Perfectly harmless, though he probably won't thank either of us for it.\""
},
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"value": "G A B R I E L\n\nAll he did was sigh in exasperation as Brutrumukk chased after the brigands into the mist \"I'm not so sure it will make things much simpler.\" Gabriel said in a rather defeated tone \"Not to sound a bit blunt Jub but he seems to enjoy this sort of thing.\" he waved to the area where they had fought and the aftermath \"I'll leave it up to you to decide how to handle our bugbear friend because you and he are close, he might listen to you who knows!\" he added with a shrug \"Do whatever you think is best Jub.\""
},
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"value": "Tsak Vlos\n\n\n---\n\n\n\nKnowing it was a risk, Tsak flew up and around Brut, meeting him at chest hight and puts her hands out. \"whoa there big guy, they're gone, you won! There is no need to give chase! The rabbis learned their lesson, lets move on!\""
},
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"value": "Jub the Peculiar\n\nBefore Jub could respond to Gabriel, Tsak had seemingly taken it upon herself to try and stop the bugbear. The goblin's concern about possibly losing Brutrumukk in the fog turned to actual panic as he feared he might strike out at the fairy for getting in his way. Hoping to mitigate any potential damage, Jub produced his magic wand from his coat pocket and, approaching the pair, began muttering to himself and making a gesture with his free hand in attempt to cast an enchantment on the riled barbarian.\n\nJub attempts to cast Hideous Laughter on Brutrumukk. The DC is 12 and Brutrumukk has to make a Wisdom saving throw."
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"value": "Jub the Peculiar\n\n\"Is this really the time to be discussing the probability of giant serpents!?\" Jub shouted over to Zavakri. The sudden appearance of the giant snakes had caught him off-guard, causing him to freeze up in fear as his mind raced through the many, many ways Brutrumukk could meet his demise. It was only the human woman's babbling about muscle mass and dietary concerns that seemed to trigger some form of irritation that snapped him out of this trance. \"Humanoid bunny rabbits that steal your memories! Inexplicable megafauna! I think we just have to accept that nothing in this place makes any goddamn sense!\" With that, and powered by a mixture of terror and annoyance, he got on all-fours and sprinted like a startled cat closer to the two snakes, though still keeping some distance from them. He then stood up to his full height and, making the same gesture he had made with his hands when facing the rabbits earlier, flung a fireball at one of the snakes.\n\nJub moves 30 ft.\n\nFirebolt to hit Giant Constrictor A = 24 (Nat 20!)\nFirebolt damage = 12"
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"value": "Brutrumukk\n\nBrutrumukk had dealt with smaller constrictor snakes before, so he knew what to expect from them and how to avoid it. As the bugbear slipped clear of one snake's attempt, Brutrumukk dropped his handaxe and drew his morningstar as he watched his companions unleash their attacks on the snakes. The scent of reptilian blood and burning scales brought a murderous grin to Brutrumukk's face as the heat of battle instilled within him an intense desire for bloodshed. A desire he acted on when Jub's firebolt momentarily distracted the snake to his right. \"HRUGGEK!\" Brutrumukk roared as he lunged for the singed serpent and brought his morningstar down upon the overgrown beast.\n\nBrutrumukk enters a rage.\nBrutrumukk attacks Giant Constrictor Snake A with his morningstar. He hits with an 18 and deals 10 damage."
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"value": "Hither\nSlanty Tower\n\nAfter getting fire flung at him and being hit with a Morningstar, the other snake hisses and tries to constrict and squeeze Brutrumukk. However, it found that the bugbear is still somehow faster than him and his fellow serpent. \n\nTsak meanwhile, flies to pursue after Aurora, curious about what has her attention, but also cautious in case the serpents go after her.\n\nConstrictor Snake A tries to Constrict Brutrumukk!\n...It rolled a 12 to hit. That's a miss. -_-\" \n\nthe Exiled is next!\nInactive for 4 days, so I will NPC Tsak for now.\n\nTsak will fly 30 feet, and will take the dodge action.\n\nGabriel & Zavakri: 17\nGiant Constrictor Snake B: 15\nBob: 14\nJub & Aurora: 9\nBrutrumukk: 8\nGiant Constrictor Snake A: 4\nTsak: 4"
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"value": "Heavy with skepticism at how well things are going, Zavakri squints past Bob's corpulent mass and raises her orb with an optimistic caution, seeking to once more bamboozle Snake B. Nothing too complex going on here, just prodding That-Which-Should-Not-Be until it Stops-Being.\n\nRay of Frost says 12 to hit! If this hits...\n7 damage????? S-Slow it down?"
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"value": "G A B R I E L\n\nGabriel's muscles tensed as he sprang forward, his gaze focused and jaw set watching the serpent closely as it slithered around the bugbear failing to realize it was no match for the fearsome monster it was fighting against yet also failing to watch it's own flank. \n\nAlready on the offensive the half-elf lunged forward with a graceful flourish, stabbing the serpents coiled body with the accuracy of a surgeon before turning and stepping back with a turn of the heel. Wiping the blood upon his blade against the cuff of his leather gloves. \n\nAction: Move towards Giant Constrictor B (10 feet) and Attack (Nat 24) and hit for 11 (+2 not +4 sorry) damage with a rapier."
},
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"value": "Hither\nSlanty Tower\n\nSnake B lets out an angry hiss as it both pelted with ice and filleted by a bard with a rapier. It seems to take a moment to communicate with the other Constrictor Snake in hisses and tongue flicks. \n\nThe snake then moves to Brutrumukk's other side, and winds his large body around the bugbear. \n\nThis time, the attack finds purchase, and Brutrumukk finds himself in a bind...literally! The snake squeezes the bugbear with all of its strength.\n\nAurora swears under her breath, and she fires an arrow at the snake, only for it to duck its head. She then continues her movement and disappears from their view behind the leaning tower. \n\nConstrictor Snake moves 20 and remains in Brutrumukk's melee. He got out of Gabriel's melee, so the @Dark Cloud can take an Attack of Opportunity.\n\nHe uses his action to constrict and got a Dirty 20 to hit. \nBrutrumukk takes 11 Bludgeoning damage, and he is now grappled. While grappled in this way, Brutrumukk is restrained. But thankfully, B cannot constrict another target. \n\nBrutrumukk can try to escape the grapple.\n\nBob does nothing for his turn. \n\nWarning Voice can't do anything, so pass. Warning Voice came up due to an error on DM's part.\n\nAurora shoots at B still, and she misses with a 7\n\nShe'll use her movement to get to the balloon.\n\nBonus Action--Cunning Action to Hide. Succeeds with 23\n\nJub's up next\nThen, it'll be @rush99999's Brutrumukk.\n\nGabriel & Zavakri: 17\nGiant Constrictor Snake B: 15\nBob: 14\nWarning Voice: 12\nJub & Aurora: 9\nBrutrumukk: 8\nGiant Constrictor Snake A: 4\nTsak: 4"
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"value": "Jub the Peculiar\n\nJub's eyes widen as one of the snakes suddenly wrapped itself around Brutrumukk. \"Hold on, Brut!\" he called and attempted to fling fire at the attacking serpent. Unfortunately, due to nerves and fear of accidentally hitting his friend, the flame only just missed its target, causing Jub to swear in goblin.\n\nFirebolt to hit Giant Constrictor B = 11\n\nGuessing that's a miss xP"
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"value": "Brutrumukk\n\n\"RRRRRRRRAGH! GET THE FUCK OFF ME!\" Brutrumukk roared in annoyance as the snake managed to get a decent hold on the bugbear this time. Now that he was in its grasp, Brutrumukk knew defense would be a waste of effort, so he devoted all his energy to attacking. Brutrumukk swung for the snake and once again struck true, this latest blow landing harder than the previous strike.\n\nBrutrumukk recklessly attacks Giant Constrictor Snake B with his morningstar. He hits with an 18 and deals 17 damage."
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"value": "Hither\nSlanty Tower\n\nSnake A takes advantage of the distraction B provided and uses this chance to make its way to the balloon basket. It does a tail whip to ensure that anyone else who could attack it wouldn't be able to. It stops moving and peers into the basket, causing a male voice to shout out, \n\n\"WAAAAUGH!!! Stay back, you foul beast! I have no fear!\"\n\nTsak hears the scream and she makes her way towards the snake. She mumbles an incantation and she calls out to the snake, \"Leave them alone!\" before she throws a dagger at them. The snake lets out a loud angry hiss as the dagger and hex did a significant amount of damage. \n\nSnake A disengages from melee and uses thirty feet to get to the balloon basket. Since it used its action and movement, it'll end its turn peering into the basket. \n\nTsak will fly 30 feet towards the balloon, following Aurora.\n\nFor her bonus action, she will cast Hex on Snake A, targeting Strength, and she will throw a Dagger at the Snake for her action. \n\nShe hits with a 17!\nThe dagger deals 4 Piercing damage, and the Hex adds max 6 necrotic damage on top of it. So she does a total of 10 damage to A!\n\nWe're back to the top with @Dark Cloud & @Fading Memory\n\nGabriel & Zavakri: 17\nGiant Constrictor Snake B: 15\nBob: 14\nWarning Voice: 12\nJub & Aurora: 9\nBrutrumukk: 8\nGiant Constrictor Snake A: 4\nTsak: 4"
},
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"value": "Zavakri pats Bob on the side of his shell. He was working perfectly as cover and deserved some affection. She observes the battlefield with a sense of superiority granted by having never missed an attack and having never been attacked herself, quite satisfied at the rage of the bugbear serving as a secondary shield to her own elegant self. Or something like that. She witnesses Tsak rising to the rescue of the vocal balloon basket, and after a quick mental equation to conclude that *someone* must be in there she moves 30 feet towards the basket and lets fly another array of lethal mathematica towards Snake A.\n\n\"Oi, Get out that basket! I'll catch you!\" She lied like a carnie, as she mentally prepared more spellcraft for the occasion.\n\nMagic Missile says X=5; 15 Force Damage to Snake A by the basket\n\n\"Just because you added a few Z levels and a new Y and X Vector doesn't mean I can't still calculate for your present position!\" She declared boldly to the snake as her missiles struck home. Then, she balks- she had mistakenly gotten rather close to Snake B, but was thankful that her companions were still nearby. Oh bugger. At least it wasn't right next to her, yet."
},
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"value": "His weapon had yet to miss it's mark up until the current moment, Gabriel had been on his toes until as he followed the snake tangled in combat with the bugbear. His toe caught the edge of a root while he sprang towards the giant serpent, he lost his balance thrusting the tip of the old rapier at nothing but empty space.\n\n\"Drat.\" Gabriel growled, sounding mildly annoyed as he stepped back into the ready position with his weapon at the ready.\n\nGabriel moved towards Giant Constrictor near Brutrumukk and miss with a 5."
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"value": "Jub the Peculiar\n\nSeeing the constrictor attempt to chow down on Brutrumukk did not help Jub's nerves, and his mind was racing through all his possible options when he caught sight of Zavakri in his peripheral, cowering behind her large snail friend... who seemingly hadn't moved an inch since the fight began. The goblin gave an angry huff, as he swallowed back yet more goblin curses.\n\nHe also noticed Zavakri let loose a familiar spell on the other snake, three magical darts that easily hit their mark. Right. Magic Missile. Always hits its target. Not as flashy as a firebolt, but a guaranteed hit and far less likely to accidentally hit and set his friend alight. Taking a deep breath, he made the appropriate gestures as he summoned forth his own magic missile on the snake attacking Brutrumukk.\n\nMagic missile damage on Giant Constrictor B = 4 x 3 = 12 force damage"
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"value": "G A B R I E L\n\n\"Uh, well...\" as appetizing as bugbear fried snake sounded the half-elf politely shook his head and tamped down his compulsion to say a few rather colorful comments on the topic although he was no stranger to eating whatever to survive he was not inclined to do so if he had a choice \"I think I shall just eat my rations, for now at least.\" he added with a slight awkward guffaw.\n\n\"Ser,\" Gabriel nodded to the faerie dragon \"Would you deign to share a tale to a swordsman in return for a bit of food?\" he was curious about the caged dragon, a supposed noble knight and fascinated by him to say the least.\n\n\"I would love to hear of these tenets you live by and of a genteel knight such as yourself!\""
},
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"value": "Aurora\n\nTurning to face the bugbear, Aurora looked at the chucks of snake that were near the pile of bramble the large goblinoid had gathered. The idea of eating snake at this moment was not appealing to the elf. \"Not right now Brut. Perhaps later if you can prep it for travel and later consumption.\"\n\nRory looked for a spot to sit that was not on the swampy ground while the group waited for Brutrumukk to finish his cooking. While waiting she started think more on the matter that her sister was here, well at least close to here. Hopefully she was not on danger from this coven that had taken over."
},
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"value": "Jub the Peculiar\n\nJub's eyes narrowed as he continued to stare directly at Aurora. He then did a 'I'm keeping an eye on you' motion before turning his attention towards Brutrumukk and the snake he was attempting to make into lunch. The goblin considered for a moment. \"You know, I've eaten a lot of weird things in my time,\" he said. \"But snake has never been one of them.\" He shrugged. \"Doesn't sound the most appetizing, but I'll give it a try. Seems foolish to waste meat, especially considering we don't know when we'll see civilization again.\""
},
{
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"value": "\"...You know what, deal me in, Bugbear.\" She calls out to Brut. \"I've never had au naturale Bugbear cookin'. Gotta be better than Rirvudd's.\"\n\nShe had been studying the bugbear for some time, watching his words and actions and how they framed the encounter with the faerie dragon knight. His words had given her much to think on, and her mind had gotten so swept up in the tide of information that she had needed to make notes rather than bother engaging in the discussion. She took a heavy seat beside Bob, idly caressing the snail's shell, as she ran the numbers. She decided to speak up.\n\n\"I've been rather zealous in my, erm..Excitement. I don't have too much power left in me, but I'm hardly down for the count. I suspect we'll be fine, but I'm officially in 'emergency only' mode when it comes to the spellcraft at the moment.\" she elucidates to the group. \"I can do math all day, but real math takes a lot of effort. The world doesn't like it when you fiddle with its equations like I do, but things always balance out in the end.\"\n\nHer gaze was on Aurora; she knew what it was like to be stuck in your head, and was aiming her babble to try and keep the woman grounded."
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"value": "Brutrumukk\n\n\"Alrighty then, three orders o' bugbear style fried snake comin' right up!\" Brutrumukk declared as he took out his mess kit and readied the cooking pan before turning to Jub. \"Booyagh, I'll be needin' yer 'elp to make enough fer three. Light the fire an' be ready to do whatever else I tell ya to do.\" With that said, Brutrumukk pulled out his handaxe and went to work on the dead constrictor.\n\nThe bugbear started by beheading the snake and storing its head inside a blood-stained sack that hung from the left hand side of his belt. Then he used his handaxe to shave away the scales to reveal the meat underneath. Brutrumukk then hacked off enough meat to feed himself plus two other people, placed it all in the cooking pan, held the cooking pan over the fire, and began the process of cooking.\n\nProvided he receives advantage, Brutrumukk rolls a 19 to cook enough bits of giant constrictor snake for three people."
},
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"value": "Jub the Peculiar\n\n\"Oh sure!\" Jub rubbed his hands together before gesturing towards the fire, using Prestidigitation to light it. He then glanced at Brutrumukk expectantly, waiting for the bugbear's further instruction."
},
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"value": "Hither\nSlanty Tower\n\nSir Talavar seemed to be at a loss of words when Jub came to the conclusion that Aurora and her sister were actually archfey. He seemed to remain silent out of being polite while Aurora and Jub bantered over their origins. \n\nWhen Gabriel offered to share his rations for a tale in return, Sir Talavar answered, \"Of course. I would be delighted to share my tales of daring-do, with you!\"\n\nBrutrumukk, with Jub's help, is able to cook the giant snake. The cooked giant snake is like chicken in texture and taste. While it is well-cooked and tasty on its own, it could do with spices that you don't really have access to right now. \n\nDuring the meal break, Sir Talavar does share a tale of how he faced the terrifying Werewolf of Bryn Shandar once and soundly defeated him!\n\nHe also tells you more about the rules of Prismeer...\n\n\"The Rule of Hospitality: When a friend, an enemy, or a stranger enters your home, you are expected to be gracious and accommodating to them until such time as they prove, by their words or actions, undeserving of such hospitality.\n\nThe Rule of Ownership: You must not steal from a friend, an enemy, or a stranger. To take something that doesn't belong to you without the rightful owner's permission is a crime and an unforgivable breach of etiquette.\n\nThe Rule of Reciprocity: When a friend, an enemy, or a stranger offers you a gift, you are obliged to accept it and offer something of comparable value (be it a gift or a service) in return. Such reciprocation need not happen immediately.\" \n\nWith Zybilna in charge, the rules were straightforward. Few dared to break those rules, but those who do, often disappear without a trace. Under the new rule however...\n\n\"Now...the Coven believes strongly in Hospitality and Reciprocity. But, Ownership isn't as straightforward now. The Coven believes that Prismeer, and everything in it, is theirs now. So, if anything is stolen from someone, it wouldn't matter. It's still theirs. And that makes stealing anything from them dangerous too,\"\n\nFor those who don't want cooked snake, and aren't eating rations, you are welcome to forage. Just need a Survival check."
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"value": "Brutrumukk\n\n\"Food's ready! Take it if you want it!\" Brutrumukk called out before helping himself to his own portion. As he waited for the fried snake on his plate to cool, Brutrumukk turned to Sir Talavar and spoke. \"You mentioned that the land itself punishes folks what break the rules 'ere, yeah?\" The bugbear said. \"What exactly does the land do when it punishes rule breakers?\""
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"value": "Aurora\n\nBrutrumukk calling out that the snake was ready to eat brought Rory out of her contemplative state. The smell of the cooked meat reminded her that she had not had much of a breakfast. Despite having stated that she would not have any right now, the elf stepped up to the fire taking a portion of the fried snake. Aurora quietly ate while listening to Brutrumukk ask how the land punishes those who break the rules."
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"value": "Jub the Peculiar\n\nJub gave a grateful nod towards Brutrumukk as he took a portion of fried snake. The two fights he'd had since his breakfast had clearly drained him and he began eating with vigor, pausing only when he heard Brutrumukk questioned Sir Talavar. \"Yes, that's a good point,\" he said. \"Plus, if this land belongs to some archfey, doesn't that technically mean that, err...\" He gestured around him. \"Everything here belongs to them?\" He pulled a face. \"We're not going to get in trouble for picking berries or something like that?\" He then glanced at the remaining snake in his hands. \"Heck, are we even allowed to eat this snake? I'm really confused. Fairy rules make my head hurt.\""
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"value": "\"Well, Jub, my good er...Associate.\" Zavakri begins through a mouthful of roast-snake. \"We've got three rules.\" She swallows thickly and wipes at her mouth with the hem of her cloak, before proceeding.\n\n\"Hospitality. Let us think about this for a moment; if this Archfey possesses Ownership of this Realm, then it falls under the implication that someone who resides within this Realm calls it Home. This makes us, depending on perspective, interlopers, guests, visitors, or invaders in their lands. I'm going to be generous and refer to us as Guests or Visitors. In which case, sharing in the food of the realm is simply a rule of Hospitality.\"\n\nShe takes another bite, grease dripping down her chin and making her visibly twinge as she scrubs at her face again.\n\n\"Ownership. By several points of view, we now have ownership of this..er...meal. Brutrumukk earned it in...Er...A hunt, so to speak. Alternatively it just happens to be in our possession- which according to the Flaming Fist, is pretty much all you need to call it yours. So by my reckoning, either way, we collectively Own this meal. It's ours, and I'm sure gonna eat it.\"\n\nShe pauses to more delicately gnaw along her meal, before discarding the last bits of char and skin. She dusts off her fingers on her cloak meticulously.\n\n\"Then Reciprocity. Usually this is a beneficial thing, but I'll be honest with you- those giant snakes tried to eat us, so as far as I'm concerned that extended the privilege right back in our favor. Now, in fairness, if something a little more sentient-displaying tried to eat me I'd politely refuse that shared right of consumption- but freshly grilled snake like this? Now that beats Amnian Alley Corn any day.\""
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"value": "G A B R I E L\n\nGabriel had silently listened as he sat fireside, his eyes flickered from the reflected light of the open flame while he ran an old kerchief up and down the length of his weapon. \n\nAs Talavar spoke, the half-elf glanced up once in a while with a question in his eyes yet he did not wish to interrupt as it would be rude. So he listened and cleaned the filth from his weapon, humming an indistinguishable tune and thought:\n\n'Hmph this jerky is rather stale.'"
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"value": "Hither\nSlanty Tower\n\nSir Talavar answered Brutrumukk first, \"From what I remember of the tales here, it used to be that Zybilna would come and punish the malicious rule breakers herself. But now that she's indisposed, it would be like back home: The elements themselves or the fae magic itself would take form and punish any who broke the rules,\" \n\nWhen Jub asked about the rules, Sir Talavar answered him after Zavakri explained her thoughts on the rules, \"Aye, the Hourglass Coven sees everything in Prismeer as belonging to them. It used to be that Zybilna was fair: Anything that you owned was yours. If you needed to find food, it would appear before you for you to have, so you would be fine picking berries. As long as you didn't steal anything from another person, you would be fine,\""
},
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"value": "Jub the Peculiar\n\nJub was only really half-listening as Zavakri attempted to make sense of Prismeer's rules, and started to wonder if, instead of Aurora like he had earlier guessed, the human woman was in fact an archfey in disguise. It would certainly explain her numerous eccentricities. \n\nAt Talavar's response, however, the goblin returned his focus to the conversation, and something about the small dragon's words must have disturbed him because a particularly large and chewy lump of snake meat got stuck in Jub's throat as he had to take a moment to cough and splutter as he tried to swallow it down. Once he was done, he looked back at Talavar. \"Sorry, sorry, I just... really didn't like your use of past tense just now,\" he said between coughs."
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"value": "Brutrumukk\n\nBrutrumukk listened to Sir Talavar as the faerie dragon answered the question. Just as the bugbear drew breath to ask another question though, Jub began choking on his food. \"Oi. Oi! Don't you go chokin' to death on my food. I know I ain't the best at cookin' but I also know I ain't that bad at it.\" Brutrumukk said as he moved over to Jub and gave the goblin a few firm pats on the back to help dislodge the snake chunk.\n\n\"Sorry, sorry, I just... really didn't like your use of past tense just now,\" Jub told Talavar once the blockage was clear.\n\n\"What d'you mean by that?\" Brutrumukk asked."
},
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"value": "Jub the Peculiar\n\n\"Thank you,\" Jub said to Brutrumukk, even as he began to rub his own back to make sure his bugbear companion hadn't done any damage in his attempts to help. After a moment, he surmised he might have a bruise there tomorrow, but that was still far preferrable to joking to death.\n\n\"Past tense: a use of language donoting that something happened at an earlier point of time,\" the goblin explained. \"Basically, he's implying that while this Zybilna would have been okay with us foraging and hunting in her lands, this Hourglass Covern likely won't.\""
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"value": "\"Pardon. Is there anyone else who can take up this job? I'd also like any scrap of magical power I can get while I look for my item. It's somewhere in this muck. I'm just wondering, because there are four of you. Would the boon apply only to....Well, whatever his name is, four of us, or the entire party? Just a thought.\" He finished, shrugging. \n\n\"Anyway, before you go running off, perhaps it would be best to gain more information first. Where is this person located? What abilities should we prepare to face, why is she feared, etc.\""
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"value": "Hither\nGushing O'-Well\n\n\"Very well...\"\n\nThe red flame speaks in response to Brutrumukk, before it moves. It slowly moves through Brutrumukk's chest and out of his back. The process is painless, but Brutrumukk does feel as though there is a new fire in his chest, a fragment of power was imparted on him.\n\nWhen Halander asked his question, the green flame answered, \"If you guys promise to take get rid of Bavlorna Blightstraw, we'll grant the boon to you too. Since you're traveling together, the trinkets will belong to you too,\"\n\nThe swamps are now at High Tide!\n\nDepth. The water's depth is 5 feet. Creatures that don't have a swimming speed move at half speed through the water.\nVisibility. Visibility underwater is 10 feet."
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"value": "Aurora\n\nThe elven woman nodded to the wisps as the green one explained that others in the group could also get the same boon as Brutrumukk. \"I believe we are likely going confront Bavlorna Blightstraw, perhaps sooner than we may expect. I promise to help rid Prismir of her presence.\" The trinkets we not as interesting as the potential help the boon may be when facing the hag. The boon itself could help when the time came to find Bella."
},
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"value": "G A B R I E L\n\nGabriel sat with his legs crossed, cocking his head to the side before nodding in agreement with Aurora \"Aye, can't say I'm not opposed to a good old-fashioned witch-hunt..Or would it be a hag-hunt?\" the bard shrugged, as the semantics weren't all that important \"Eh tomato, tamato. I'm in.\""
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"value": "Jub the Peculiar\n\nJub look visibly more and more disheartened as each of his companions agreed to this deal. \"I guess we're doing this, then,\" he said with a sigh. He then looked towards the wisps. \"The halfling is right, though. If you could at very least point us in the direction of this 'Bavlorna' and warn us of any tricks of hers we should be on the lookout for, that would be appreciated.\""
},
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"value": "Brutrumukk\n\n\"What in the...?\" Brutrumukk said in a manner that signified the bugbear's unsurety regarding how he should feel about one of the Wisps just passing straight through him. He did enjoy the feeling of power that had left him with though, so he didn't complain.\n\nWhen once everyone else had either agreed or abstained from making the promise in exchange for the boon, and the Wisps had answered everyone else's questions, Brutrumukk spoke up again. \"Before we 'ead off, I got one more question.\" The bugbear stated. \"Do any o' you lot know where we can find any alley corn? Or anyone folks call the Doormat Queen what might be trapped somewhere? Before we came to this place, a pair o' clowns told us we 'ad to \"Find the alley corn an' free the Doormat Queen as last!\"... Whatever that means.\""
},
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"value": "Hither\nGushing O'-Well\n\nUpon Aurora's vocal promise, the purple Will-O'-Wisp phased through her body to grant her the same boon. The blue flame moved through Gabriel and the Green flame moved through Jub. \n\nIf Halander and Zavakri make the promise too, then they move through him to grant the boon as well. \n\nThe Wisps start with Jub's questions, \n\n\"Other than the fact that she cursed these wells and caused water to flood everywhere? All we know is that she is a powerful spellcaster. We can't exactly stray too far from this well,\"\n\n\"That curse is what caused our demise...\"\n\n\"Oh! But we have heard from passersby that she is in Downfall! Find Downfall, and you'll find her!\"\n\nThen Brutrumukk asked his questions. The wisps were silent as they pondered over them. \n\n\"An alley corn...?\"\n\n\"I'm afraid I don't know what an 'alley corn' is...but I heard there is a unicorn somewhere in Thither,\"\n\n\"Good luck getting there though. Ever since the hags took over, it's hard to get to other areas of Prismeer!\"\n\nThe Green Wisp wondered, \"What was that Unicorn's name...?\"\n\nThe Red Wisp finally spoke up, clearly joking with his answer, \"...Becky Apples,\"\n\nThat got a laugh out of the other wisps. \n\nWhen it was time for the party to leave, the wisps bid them goodbyes and Good Lucks to the party. \n\nYou now have the Boon from the Will-O'-Wisps & 4 Feywild Trinkets (of no GP value)!\n\nThe boon's recipient gains a d4 and can, at any time within the next 24 hours, roll this die and add the number rolled to one ability check, attack roll, or saving throw made by it. No creature can have more than one of these magic boons at a time.\n\n\n\n---\n\n\n\nTelemy Hill\n\nThe party continues their travel in the swamps of Hither, and after an hour passes, Jub's wings vanish. \n\nAfter a while of floating along the swamps by raft, the party is greeted by the scent of sweet-smelling fruit. Damp, downy, silvery-green moss blankets a gentle upward slope before giving way to a craggy ridge that marks the top of the hill. Dozens of enormous willow trees dot the hillside, swaying as though in a breeze despite the absence of one.\n\nThe raft comes to a stop at the beginning of this hill, and Bob once again seems happy to be on dry land.\n\n\"We've made it! This is Telemy Hill!\" Sir Talavar chimes in. \n\n\n\nThe swamps are now at High Tide!\n\nDepth. The water's depth is 5 feet. Creatures that don't have a swimming speed move at half speed through the water.\nVisibility. Visibility underwater is 10 feet."
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"value": "Aurora\n\nThe smell of sweet fruits drew up memories from when her and her brother had snuck away from their home and into the market place. The exotic fruits brought in by the traveling caravans were a favorite of hers while Xander preferred the more local produce. Years later they included Daebella in their ventures before Xander had left to join the military as a scout. The ventures ended fairly abruptly when Sophia had caught Aurora and Daebella clambering back onto the family grounds through a window in the library. Rory was scolded for setting such a poor example for Bella by doing such unlady like behavior. Shortly after that Daebella had gone to one of the bardic schools two cities away.\n\nA small smile, happy yet somewhat sad, played on Rory's lips as she stepped of the raft and onto the hill. The memory added further motivation to free sir Talarvar and search Prismir for her sister to make sure she was safe, though Rory was uncertain what all it may take to do so. \n\n\"Well let's find this Jingle Jangle and get this key to free you Sir Talarvar. Where on the hill would they be?\""
},
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"from": "human",
"value": "Brutrumukk\n\nWhen the Wisps handed over the trinkets, Brutrumukk insisted on having both the silver mirror and the silver pinecone for his treasure sack. After he got that, the bugbear tuned out until the scent of Telemy Hill's sweet-smelling fruit brought him back to his senses just in time to hear Gabriel's question. \"If I 'ad to take a wild guess, probably somewhere along that path.\" Brutrumukk said while gesturing towards the long path winding up the hill towards the keyhole shaped cave near the summit. \"Either way, I'm gonna go find out what's smellin' so tasty 'round 'ere. Don't wait up.\" With that said, Brutrumukk went off in search of food."
},
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"from": "gpt",
"value": "G A B R I E L\n\nAfter their resident bugbear, Brutrumukk announced he was off to find where the sweet smell of Telamy Hill's fruit would take him, Gabe couldn't pass on the opportunity to stretch his legs after their delightful yet boring little boat ride through the picturesque landscape of a swamp \"Count me in my furry friend!\" hopping to his feet, Gabriel jogged off with the bugbear \"Come along Jub, the ripe bosom of the Feywild's fruit awaits us!\""
},
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"value": "Jub the Peculiar\n\nJub had spent the rest of the journey enjoying his new wings. The group had to tolerate him flying circles overhead and occasionally calling out \"Hey, hey, guys, check this out!\" before pulling off some trick. Eventually, the magic wore off and his wings disappeared. Thankfully, he wasn't too far up in the air when it happened, though he doing a somersault at the time and ended falling face-first onto the raft. Once he'd recovered, he had sat for a bit while just staring at the origami horse they had gotten from the wisps, considering all that had happened over the past few hours. In particular, he was recalling how he'd turned one of those giant snakes to stone with a magic missile, and wondering if he should see if he could do that again. Was that just a fun side-effect that occurred because they were in the Feywild? He was thinking about how he could test it out, even eying up Bob as a possible test-subject, when the group finally reached Telemy Hill. Aurora was just asking Talarvar where they could find this Jingle Jangle when Brutrumukk suddenly announced he was going looking for food. \n\n\"You hungry again?\" Jub said. However, he had to admit, the smell was quite tempting. When announced Gabriel announced he was going with the bugbear and called for the goblin to join them, Jub gave a resigned sigh and stood up to follow them. Before he went, though, he turned to Aurora. \"If, err, we need to find you again, I'll send up some fireworks with Prestidigitation. Good luck on finding the key!\" And with that, he followed after Gabriel and Brutrumukk."
},
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"value": "Brutrumukk\n\nBrutrumukk wasn't opposed to having Gabriel and Jub join him in his Feywild fruit pursuit, the bugbear even welcomed the company when Gabriel helped him find a trio of gourds shaped like plump dragons. Brutrumukk picked up the gourds, snapped their heads off, and stowed them away in his head sack while sucking the innards of one gourd out of the neck stump left behind and passing the other two gourds to Gabriel and Jub. \"You got some good eyes in yer 'ead, Gabe.\" Brutrumukk said once he'd drained his gourd before turning to Jub. \"Let's see if yer eyes are just as good, booyagh.\" Having said that, Brutrumukk returned Jub to his place of honor on the bugbear's shoulder to give the goblin a better view of their surroundings. So long as Jub pulled his weight, a second set of gourds would soon be found. Once more, Brutrumukk took up all three gourds. But this time he didn't snap the heads off any of them. Instead, Brutrumukk simply passed Jub and Gabriel their gourds and stowed his own gourd away in his backpack for later.\n\nBrutrumukk searches for more fruit. Provided he has advantage, he rolls another 15 and rolls another 8."
},
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"value": "Hither\nTelemy Hill\n\nMuch to Gabriel's, Brutrumukk's, and Jub's surprise, they didn't have to travel far from the group to forage. They found gourds that looked like plump dragons. After Brutrumukk ate the innards of one of those gourds, he immediately looks refreshed. Did his fur/hair get glossier?\n\nThe path Brutrumukk pointed out is a narrow game trail. As the group follows this path, they would hear rustling, and other sounds of movement. \n\nBefore they can look around, they eventually find three huge trees blocking the path. They look at the group, and upon seeing Jub, the trees proceeded to move. Each one of their boughs move as they perform a bow to Jub, their bark creaking as they move somewhat awkwardly. Apparently it is difficult for a tree to bow...\n\nOne of the trees speaks to the group in a low rumbling voice, and addressing Jub as the leader of sorts, \n\n\"Your Excellency, Witchlight Monarch! We welcome you and your entourage to Telemy Hill. How long will you be staying?\""
},
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"value": "Jub the Peculiar\n\nJub had instinctively tensed up when the trees started moving, as if anticipating yet another fight. However, when the trees instead bowed to him, all he could do for a few moments was blink in surprise with an expression akin to a startled rabbit. It was only when Brutrumukk spoke that the goblin able to regain his composure.\n\n\"It sure does,\" he muttered in response to the bugbear. He spoke again, this time louder so the trees could hear him and with a dramatic flourish he usually applied to his street performances. \"Erm, it is I! The Witchlight Monarch! Me and my cohorts will likely not be staying long but... erm...\" He glanced towards Brutrumukk and Gabriel, with a look that showed he had no idea what he was doing or where he was going with this. \"If you would like to show us around this, err, place or point us to any places of interest, that would be most, err, gratifying.\""
}
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"value": "Brutrumukk\n\n\"You know a Queen?\" Brutrumukk asked at the mention of a Queen. \"Is she the Doormat Queen? Some clowns at the Carnival asked us to come free the Doormat Queen. That, an' find the alley corn. D'you lot know where we can find the alley corn or 'ow we could free the Doormat Queen?\""
},
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"from": "gpt",
"value": "Jub the Peculiar\n\nAt the tree's explanation of how they were able to recognise him, Jub looked a little pale. As much as he enjoyed being the center of attention, he wasn't sure he fancied the idea of any fey creature being able to recognise him. It took a great deal of restraint for the goblin not to pull his hood over his head. \n\nInstead, Jub turned his attention to what Brutrumukk had just said. \"Dormant,\" he corrected. \"It means 'inactive' or 'sleeping'.\" He turned looked back to the trees. \"But yes. That. If you know anything about a Dormant Queen, could you please tell us? And if not, would you be able to direct us to Jingle Jangle? We need her help with something.\""
},
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"from": "human",
"value": "\"Dormant? Perhaps these trees could tell us how the Queen became that way, and it might lend some help in finding a way to release them. Erm, trees? I can hardly believe this is happening, but I'd hope you can lend us some aid. Do you know the story of the Dormant Queen?\" \n\nDormant Queen, Dormant Queen. Hmm, could I have read about that somewhere?\n\n(Insight check?)"
},
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"from": "gpt",
"value": "Aurora\n\nAs Jub mentioned to the trees that they were seeking the help of Jingle Jangle, Aurora shifted the cage around to display the trapped Sir Talavar. \" Sir Talavar here is stuck in this cage. He had told us Jingle Jangle may perhaps have a key to this cage.\"\n\nWhen Halander asked about the dormant queen, the elf turned to let him know what the rest of the group had learned earlier from Sir Talavar. \"Unless there is information we are missing, The Dormant Queen is Zybilna. She is currently trapped by the Hourglass Coven and her rule over this domain had been split between the three hags. Though anymore information of her exact where abouts would be appreciated.\" She finished looking to the trees."
},
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"from": "human",
"value": "Hither\nTelemy Hill\n\nThe trees looked at each other confused over the questions regarding Zybilna. They were especially confused over Brutrumukk's questions, but thankfully, Jub and Aurora clarified them. They were glad that Aurora was able to answer Halendar's questions. The knightly faerie dragon answered Aurora's question after he explanation, after he clears his throat, \"Milady Aurora? It's as I mentioned before: She's trapped in her palace,\"\n\nThe trees next answered Jub's request, clearly happy to help, \"Of course, Your Highness. Just follow the road and you'll reach her home!\"\n\nThe trees then move, proceeding to shepherd the party up the hill and towards the keyhole shaped cavern entrance. The trees do not follow the party into the cave when they enter inside.\n\n\n\n---\n\n\n\nWorn stone steps lead down into what feels like a cellar. It's chilly in here, and you detect a subtle scent of iron in the air. From a distant spot within the chamber, sputtering candles illuminate a multitude of keys dangling from taut strings that crisscross the walls. Hundreds of other keys lie strewn across the dirt floor.\n\nAs you take in the scene, you hear the sound of keys jingling as a goblin emerges from the dimness. She wears a coat lined with metal keys and carries a flail that has padlocks for heads. She manages a faint smile and says, \"Hello! How might Jingle Jangle unlock a bit of happiness in your lives today?\""
},
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"value": "Brutrumukk\n\nWhen Jingle Jangle was done introducing herself, Brutrumukk took Sir Talavar's cage from whoever was holding it and approached the key hoarding goblin. \"I want this cage opened.\" Brutrumukk said in goblin. \"The little dragon inside says you 'ave the key.\" With that said, the bugbear held the cage out expectantly."
},
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"value": "Hither\nTelemy Hill\n\nJingle Jangle blinks at the cage that was shoved towards her, and after Brutrumukk said he wanted the cage opened, she remained silent for a good moment. She silently raised an index finger as though to tell him to wait a moment.\n\nShe proceeded to move and dig through her collection of keys on the ground, before finally pulling a small silver key out off from the ground. She gave Brutrumukk and the rest of the party a faint smile again before handing the key over, \"Better you should have it than those long-eared brigands. First they stole Jingle Jangle's truffles. Next, they'll want Jingle Jangle's keys,\" \n\nAs though to accentuate her words, her stomach rumbles loudly in the cave. She looked away embarrassed."
},
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"from": "gpt",
"value": "Brutrumukk\n\nBrutrumukk accepted the key with a grunt of gratitude. Paying no heed to the goblin's words or rumbling stomach, Brutrumukk unlocked the cage and opened the door. \"There you go. One unlocked cage. Courtesy o' the Spirit o' the Snorin' Stone.\" Brutrumukk said to Sir Talavar in common, before dropping the key and holding his hand out expectantly once more. \"That'll be one blessed sword.\""
},
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"value": "Jub the Peculiar\n\nJub was glad that Brutrumukk took iniative on the conversation with Jingle Jangle. Giving the wizard's previous experiences with his own kind, he wasn't really sure how to approach this. She seemed harmless enough, though the fact she had given up the key without so much as asking for anything in return was suspicious. He glanced over at Aurora. \"Why didn't she ask for anything in return? I thought there was a rule of reciprocity around here,\" he quietly muttered to the elf. \"This just seems a little too easy, don't you think?\""
},
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"from": "gpt",
"value": "Aurora\n\nThe manner in which Brutrumukk had taken the cage from Aurora had left her in a briefly stunned state. She knew she couldn't have kept as firm a grip on it but the lack of even asking for it to be handed over baffled her. At least until she recalled some of the prior interactions the bugbear had with others. \n\nJub's question brought the elf's attention back to the present and bringing the matter that nothing was asked in exchange for the cage being opened. \"There is a rule of reciprocity though I am unsure of why Jingle has not out right asked for anythingin return. That does make this seem way to easy. \" \n\nAurora stepped forward with some of her rations that she had brought with her and offered them to Jingle Jangle. \"It's not truffles but I have plenty of extra food if you want these.\""
},
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"value": "G A B R I E L\n\nHe didn't understand a single word the bugbear said but it was easy enough to understand he wanted the cage opened, at least the aptly named goblin Jingle Jangle wasn't too bothered by Brutrumukk's lack of tact. \"Well I needn't unlock happiness I'm afraid I'm as jovial as the next bastard elf. But if you know of someone who can find lost things I'd part with this fine gourd here.\" Gabe slung his backpack from one shoulder to the ground to procure the dragon shaped gourd from the bag."
},
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"value": "Hither\nTelemy Hill\n\nSir Talavar fluttered out of the cage as soon as the door was open. With a flourish in the air he called out in the cave, \"Huzzah! I'm Free!\"\n\nHe looks to Brutrumukk when he asks for payment, and the knight answers, \"Of course. I have not forgotten our agreement! Here! You have my sword!\"\n\nHe then takes off his sheathed sword, and hands it to Brutrumukk with all of the pomp and circumstance he can muster. After he gives the sword, he calls to the party, \"As much as I would love to remain in your company for a while longer, I must be off. I have to report back to my Liege! Your valor will not be forgotten!\" \n\nHe bids them a fond farewell before he darts off, \"So until we meet again!\" \n\nJingle Jangle doesn't seem to mind Brutrumukk's rudeness. Her attention was drawn to Jub when he whispered to Aurora. While her gaze was on him, Jingle Jangle looked starstruck. She snapped herself out of the stupor and she answered him, \"Milord, Jingle Jangle doesn't have much to offer, but you have Jingle Jangle's hospitality while you are here...Milord,\" Jingle Jangle awkwardly tries to bow to Jub, but finds it hard to do with the keys on her. \n\nWhen Aurora and Gabriel give her rations and the guord, the goblin's mood noticeably brightened. She happily accepts the food from both of them, \"Oh! Thank you!\"\n\nJingle Jangle looks to Gabriel, and stops herself from digging into the food to answer him,\n\n\"Jingle Jangle doesn't know about lost items, but Jingle Jangle does know who steals items,\" \n\nShe continues to explain to Aurora and Gabriel,\n\n\"Those long-eared brigands are led by Agdon Longscarf. He wears a bright blue scarf and he moves as fast as lightning! If you're heading to Brigands' Tollway, you might encounter him there!\"\n\nUpon seeing that none of you recognize that name, Jingle Jangle clarified, \"Brigands' Tollway are a bunch of old wooden catwalks surrounding a stump! The Brigands camp up there!\"\n\nShe then realized something and continued, \"Jingle Jangle's sorry, but Jingle Jangle doesn't want to leave. If you want a guide, you just need to find Clapperclaw! He's a pincer clawed scarecrow who hangs out at Downfall and he knows the way to Thither!\" \n\nCue the victory music, because you freed Sir Talavar!\nSir Talavar has bestowed his sword to you. However, it is a tiny sword, crafted for a being of his size. This weapon functions as a +1 Dagger in the hands of a small or medium creature."
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"value": "Brutrumukk\n\nBrutrumukk watched as Sir Talavar flew away before finding a place on his belt to hang it from and promptly forgot about it once he had. The bugbear then turned to look at Jingle Jangle just in time to laugh at her clumsy attempt at bowing to Jub. He then listened as Jingle Jangle revealed the location of the Bunny Brigands' base and who they could go to if they needed at guide to reach whatever 'Thither' was. Brutrumukk didn't care about the latter, but he certainly cared about the former.\n\n\"Guess we know where to start lookin' fer those lost dice then.\" The bugbear said when Jingle Jangle was done talking. \"An' I also think I know what I'm cookin' fer dinner tonight. Always enjoyed me some rabbit stew.\""
},
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"value": "Hither\nTelemy Hill\n\nJingle Jangle looks to Brutrumukk as he spoke, and she looked concerned. She looked back to the rest of the party before looking back to Brutrumukk, \"I do think they should know what it's like to be shaken down for once...but, how will they change their ways if they've been turned to soup?\""
},
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"value": "Brutrumukk\n\nFor a moment, Brutrumukk regarded Jingle Jangle and her words with a confused expression on his face. But after some thought, that confusion soon gave way to realization, before finally shifting to a look of impressed cruelty. \"Oh I get what yer sayin'. Took me a moment there, but I get what yer sayin' now.\" Brutrumukk said in goblin with a nod of agreement. \"Khurg's got you thinkin' that these rabbits'd do better as slave meat than as stew meat, yeah? Well I suppose if any o' them decide to surrender rather than go down fightin', I could spare 'em the pot an' bring 'em your way instead. I won't do it fer free though. What's in it fer me?\""
},
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"value": "Jub the Peculiar\n\n\"Khurgorbaeyag,\" Jub explained in a similar manner to how he would when Brutrumukk didn't understand a word. \"Goblin god of oppression and social order.\" He glanced at Brutrumukk. \"I guess things must be different for goblins in the Feywild than they are where we're from.\" He'd been giving Jingle Jangle the side-eye ever since she'd addressed him and attempted a bow. He had been suspicious of her before, but after hearing her talk, he was starting to get the sense she was harmless. Weird, but harmless."
}
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"value": "Brutrumukk\n\nBrutrumukk watched as Sir Talavar flew away before finding a place on his belt to hang it from and promptly forgot about it once he had. The bugbear then turned to look at Jingle Jangle just in time to laugh at her clumsy attempt at bowing to Jub. He then listened as Jingle Jangle revealed the location of the Bunny Brigands' base and who they could go to if they needed at guide to reach whatever 'Thither' was. Brutrumukk didn't care about the latter, but he certainly cared about the former.\n\n\"Guess we know where to start lookin' fer those lost dice then.\" The bugbear said when Jingle Jangle was done talking. \"An' I also think I know what I'm cookin' fer dinner tonight. Always enjoyed me some rabbit stew.\""
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Hither\nTelemy Hill\n\nJingle Jangle looks to Brutrumukk as he spoke, and she looked concerned. She looked back to the rest of the party before looking back to Brutrumukk, \"I do think they should know what it's like to be shaken down for once...but, how will they change their ways if they've been turned to soup?\""
},
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"value": "Brutrumukk\n\nFor a moment, Brutrumukk regarded Jingle Jangle and her words with a confused expression on his face. But after some thought, that confusion soon gave way to realization, before finally shifting to a look of impressed cruelty. \"Oh I get what yer sayin'. Took me a moment there, but I get what yer sayin' now.\" Brutrumukk said in goblin with a nod of agreement. \"Khurg's got you thinkin' that these rabbits'd do better as slave meat than as stew meat, yeah? Well I suppose if any o' them decide to surrender rather than go down fightin', I could spare 'em the pot an' bring 'em your way instead. I won't do it fer free though. What's in it fer me?\""
},
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"value": "Hither\nTelemy Hill\n\nJingle Jangle looks shocked at Brutrumukk's words, and she couldn't help but squeak \"Wh-What?!\" \n\nShe waved her hands and answered, \"Jingle Jangle doesn't want that! Jingle Jangle just thinks that shaking them down so that they know what it's like is enough. Killing and slavery is going too far!\"\n\nShe then whispered clearly confused, \"Who's Khurg?\"\n\nShe then continued, expressly stating what she believes, \"Anyways, this is Prismeer! People can change for the better, especially here of all places. All they have to do is embrace what makes them unique! Whether you're a goblin who likes keys, or an awakened hill with talking trees!\""
},
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"value": "Jub the Peculiar\n\n\"Khurgorbaeyag,\" Jub explained in a similar manner to how he would when Brutrumukk didn't understand a word. \"Goblin god of oppression and social order.\" He glanced at Brutrumukk. \"I guess things must be different for goblins in the Feywild than they are where we're from.\" He'd been giving Jingle Jangle the side-eye ever since she'd addressed him and attempted a bow. He had been suspicious of her before, but after hearing her talk, he was starting to get the sense she was harmless. Weird, but harmless."
},
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"value": "Brutrumukk\n\nWhen Jingle Jangle clarified what she had meant, Brutrumukk's expression briefly shifted to shock before quickly turning to disgust. When the goblin the asked after the identity of her own god in confusion though, Brutrumukk's face became a masterpiece of murderous rage. The bugbear stepped forward, reaching for his morningstar as the beginnings of a bestial roar rumbled within his throat. But he stopped and went quiet when Jub spoke up to answer Jingle Jangle's question, reminding Brutrumukk that his companions were present and that the living trees outside didn't look like a fight he could win. With a frustrated growl, Brutrumukk stepped back and turned to leave before anymore could be said. \"Jub an' I'll be at the raft.\" He said before storming out of the cave, taking his shoulder goblin with him.\n\nBrutrumukk stomped out of the cave and back down the hill towards the raft they had arrived on, ranting to Jub in goblin as he went. \"It just boggles the mind, booyagh! Absolutely boggles it! I know goblins can go a bit off track when bugbears or 'obgoblins ain't nearby to show 'em 'ow to be good an' proper, but I didn't know it could get that bad! 'Ow in the Nine soddin' 'Ells could the gods even begin to bring themselves to stomach such a pathetic excuse fer a goblin actually bein' real?!\" Brutrumukk growled once more as they arrived at the raft. \"But I suppose I should 'ave seen that comin'. What with 'ow weird this place is an' that weird key fetish she's got. Did you see 'ow many keys she 'ad? The fuck was up with that...? It just boggles the mind.\""
},
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"value": "Jub the Peculiar\n\n\"Oh- okay, guess I'm going too,\" said Jub as Brutrumukk left the rest of the group. He didn't have any problem leaving the conversation, as he hadn't exactly been participating in it that much, but he didn't like the direction Brutrumukk's mood had taken. As the bugbear started ranting to him, Jub simply nodded along with the occassional \"Mm-hmm\" and \"Yep\" when it was appropriate, all the while starting to sweat profusely.\n\nIn truth, Jub hadn't exactly been living a normal goblin life before meeting Brutrumukk. He'd been going from town to town, keeping his head down and using his magic to get enough coin to feed himself. When he couldn't get coin, he mostly dug around in other people's garbage to get what he needed. While he hadn't gone so far as to collecting shiny objects, he had done what he needed to do to get by, and he assumed that Jingle Jangle's habit of collecting keys was her way of coping. \"Eh, when you don't have a tribe, you try and do what you can to get by,\" he said. \"And I suppose, in a place like the Feywild, 'getting by' involves being really, really weird.\""
},
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"value": "Brutrumukk\n\n\"I suppose yer right.\" Brutrumukk said thoughtfully, having also been forced to adapt to a change in lifestyle after his old gang was destroyed by adventurers. \"Though I'm not sure 'ow forgettin' yer god an' yer tongue would 'elp you get by. Even in a place as weird as this.\" After a moment, Brutrumukk felt the fur on the shoulder carrying Jub begin to dampen. He turned to look at Jub and saw the goblin sweating bullets. \"Uh... booyagh?\" Brutrumukk asked in mild concern. \"Is somethin' wrong?\""
},
{
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"value": "Jub the Peculiar\n\n\"There's a possibility, my good fellow, that she hasn't forgotten the name of her god,\" Jub said. \"But instead that she never knew it. She might have been born here, brought up worshipping whatever gods exist in the Feywild. Fey gods? Archfey? He shrugged. \"I don't know. There probably are a bunch o' goblins who were born outside the tribe and... don't worship the goblin gods or even know about them.\" He waved off Brutrumukk's concern. \"I'm fine, just... this place is weird. And there's possibility we might not be leaving anytime soon.\" He gave a small, nervous laugh. \"Just be prepared that we might start going a bit loopy ourselves.\""
},
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"value": "G A B R I E L\n\nThe half elf watched as Brutrumukk and Jub abruptly made their way out of the small cave, he wasn't quite sure what he had been saying but knowing Brutrumukk it was probably something crude by human standards.\n\n\"Ah, well it seems we must be off.\" he said, breaking the momentary silence that followed both goblins departure \"On behalf of our merry band I thank you, hopefully this Clapperclaw might be able to point us in the right direction.\" 'to a tavern if these fey had them' the bard thought wistfully to himself before dusting off his knees and standing.\n\n\"And, worry not about our two rather unique friends...We'll keep an eye on them right Rory?\" he more-or-less jerked his head in the direction the two goblinoids had gone in a 'lets make sure they haven't left without us' kind of way.\n\nWith that Gabe turned, bowing slightly to Jingle Jangle as he casually yet hurriedly made his way put the cave to follow Brutrumukk and Jub."
},
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"value": "Aurora\n\nAurora was surprised by the angry outburst from Brutrumukk. She had not expected that he would be so offended by the fact the Jingle didn't know what he was talking about. Even Aurora was not sure what he was talking about with Khurg. When Gabriel spoke up and apologized for the outburst, Rory nodded in agreement. \"We will do our best to shake down these bandits and see to return what was stolen. At least for those that we can. Thank you for your help Jingle Jangle.\" \n\nThe elf turned and left the small cave and followed Gabe down to the raft hurrying after catching the meaning of his gesture. \"I don't think Jub or Zavakri will let him leave without use right away. Though I think you are right to not delay, divines knows how long before he decides to take off.\""
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"value": "Hither\nTelemy Hill\n\nWhen Jub and Brutrumukk left the cave they were left alone. In contrast, when Aurora and Gabriel left the cave, the trees moved to surround the both of them. In true Feywild peculiarity, the trees begin dancing around both bard and rogue! \n\nAfter the both of them finished dancing, one of the trees approaches them and hands them an iron key! \n\n\"Thank you for cheering Jingle Jangle up and giving her food! She dropped this in the dirt. We believe that you will need this key,\"\n\nThey do not explain on why the key is needed further, and let the party continue on their way. \n\n\n\n---\n\n\n\nHither\nRandom Encounter 3\n\nAs the party continues on their travels, the swamp tide lowers to the point where they don't need the raft as much. However, they do come across something.\n\nSomething that Gabriel has been longing for...\n\nThe more perceptive members of the party hear the sound of squelching, as though numerous pairs of feet were marching in the swamp nearby. It seems to be heading towards them...!\n\nTheir paths meet! There are indeed numerous pairs of feet marching in the swamp, but not in the way anyone would expect.\n\nThese feet are attached to the bottom of a building! This building is a squat, three-story structure with a slate-shingled roof and worm-eaten wood walls. Dozens of tiny orbs of pale light buzz about the exterior like flies. The structure rocks and heaves while in motion.\n\nAs the building passes by the party, they catch the smell of hearty stew wafting from its open windows and see smoke rising in cottony puffs from its stone chimney.\n\nAs soon as the inn is close enough to the party, the feet stop and the building lowers itself to the ground so people can enter. \n\nWhat does the party do?"
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"value": "Brutrumukk\n\nOnce everyone was back on the raft, Brutrumukk picked a direction at random and rowed that way until the water level dropped back down to a depth where the raft was no longer needed. Hefting the raft on the shoulder he wasn't carrying Jub on and putting the stilt he'd been using as an oar back in the stilt pants, Brutrumukk then led the way in yet another randomly selected direction until the sound of squelching feet met his ears and the scent of delicious stew met his nose. As the walking inn came into view, Brutrumukk nodded at the sight. \"Yeah, that makes sense.\" The bugbear stated. \"Or at least whatever the fuck this place likes to call 'sense' even though it clearly isn't... Either way, I like the smell o' what they got cookin' in there. Let's go 'ave a look-see.\" With that said, Brutrumukk walked up to the building as it lowered itself down, kicked open the door, and walked inside. \"Oi oi!\" Brutrumukk called out in greeting. \"What smells so tasty in 'ere an' where can I get some?\""
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"value": "Jub the Peculiar\n\nJub was still stewing over the encounter with Jingle Jangle and Brutrumukk's violent - and uncomfortably familiar - reaction to her when the house approached. He raised his head, looking at the building, then at the feet, then back up at the building. \"You know, you'd think after a day of being here, I'd become numb to all the weird shit,\" Jub said. \"But no. Just when I think I've seen the weirdest this place has to offer, something literally comes round the corner that dares to be weirder.\" He gave a loud sigh. \"This place is exhausting.\" When Brutrumukk started to walk inside, Jub was inevitability brought in along with him as he was perched on the bugbear's shoulder. \"Oh I guess we're going in, sure, okay, fine,\" Jub said as he threw up his hands in exasperation. \"March straight into the spooky leg house. What could go wrong?\""
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"value": "Brutrumukk\n\n\"Future plans on murderin' this beer stealin' bitch aside, I got two questions.\" Brutrumukk stated once Gabriel was done talking. \"First off, what would you be wantin' in return fer all this food an' stuff yer offerin'? An' secondly, do got anywhere we could put our raft outside? I couldn't fit through the door an' I'd rather not leave it behind it if this place starts walkin' again. We might need it later.\""
},
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"value": "Aurora\n\nThe trudge through the swampy terrain was an inconvenience but more progress would be made this way than by the raft with the water levels this low. Before she even looked towards the sound that was approaching, the smell of the stew caught her nose. The legged structure did cause her own suspicion to rise but the fact that both Gabe and Brut walked into the inn with no caution didn't leave Rory many options. She quietly walked in behind Gabe and attempted to stay slightly hidden behind Brutrumukk and Jub.\n\nAs the two went on asking their questions, and finding out Bavlorna Blightstraw had her minions take the drink from the inn. Aurora looked up towards where Jub was perched on Brutrumukk's shoulder. \"You ok Jub?\""
},
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"from": "human",
"value": "Jub the Peculiar\n\nJub was only half-listening to the conversation between his teammates and the woman, and was somewhat startled by Aurora suddenly saying his name. \"Hmm?\" He glanced over at the elf. He was about to say he was fine, but his condition kicked in and he ended up saying, \"Well, no actually. This whole situation is very much stressing me out.\" Realising what he had just said, Jub quickly clamped one hand over his mouth. He started shaking his head and waving with his free hand as if trying to signal for everyone else to ignore him and continue on with their conversation."
},
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"from": "gpt",
"value": "Brutrumukk\n\n\"Yeah, a pub without beer ain't the best thing in the world.\" Brutrumukk said to Jub with a nod of agreement, not understanding what his shoulder goblin's gestures meant. \"But look on the bright side. They still got food. An' it sure does smell tasty, don't it? Yeah, a pub without beer ain't the best thing in the world, but it ain't the worst thing either.\""
},
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"value": "Hither\nThe Inn at the End of the Road\n\nThe elderly innkeeper tilts her head at Gabriel as he spoke about how he appreciated the finer things in life. She answered his introduction with her own, \"My name is Tsu Harabax. Nice to meet you,\" \n\nThe innkeeper looks to Brutrumukk when he mentioned murdering the beer thief, and asked his two questions. She answered him, \"There's a rope outside to tie vehicles to the building. You can use that. As for payment? Any old trinket would normally do. But if you're going after Bavlorna Blightstraw?\"\n\nOnce again, she takes a moment to spit off to the side after saying her name, before she finishes, \"I'll consider that recompense enough,\""
},
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"value": "Brutrumukk\n\nBrutrumukk waited for a while to see if Jub would respond. But when the goblin simply kept his hands clamped over his mouth, Brutrumukk shrugged, made his way over to where Gabriel was recovering from an alcohol theft induced breakdown and clapped a consoling hand on the bard's shoulder. \"We'll get 'er back fer this\" Brutrumukk told Gabriel. \"An' then we'll find wherever she stashed the stuff an' drink until we drop, yeah?\" Brutrumukk then patted Gabriel on the shoulder before letting Jub down off of his. \"I'm gonna tie up the raft.\" Brutrumukk said to the two of them. \"Plate up some stew fer when I'm done, yeah?\" With that said, Brutrumukk headed outside to tie the raft to the inn."
},
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"value": "Jub the Peculiar\n\nJub breathed a small sigh of relief that neither Brutrumukk nor anyone else seemed to press him further. In fact, Brutrumukk actually took him off his shoulder and left the room for a moment to tend to the boat. Jub removed his hands from his face and loudly, and somewhat dramatically, exhaled. \"It seems we can't go anywhere without everyone talking about this hag,\" he said. He glanced over to Aurora. \"You probably have a point that we're probably going to run into her sooner rather than later.\""
},
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"value": "G A B R I E L\nGabe breathed inwardly when Brutrumukk clapped a mighty hand upon his shoulder, ahem the half-elf made his best attempt to cover with a pained laugh \"Ooph, ha..ha yeah Brut, sounds like a plan.\" with a nod he watched as the hulk of a goblinoid stepped outside before rubbing his shoulder.\n\n\"Mmph, at least it wasn't my good arm...\" he mumbled before turning back to the elderly innkeeper \"Find your largest bowl my good woman cause the big man has a big appetite.\" Gabe coyly smiled, nodding his head towards the door \"After a day of trudging through mud and..Well you get the point, a hot bowl of stew sounds pretty good right about now.\" chuckling good-naturedly the bard tapped his fingers on the counter, realizing his nails were caked with dirt and his hands were filthy.\n\n\"Good gods, look at me I'm a bloody mess. I could use a dip in a hot bowl of liquid myself!\" he added with a smile and a shake of his head."
},
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"value": "Aurora\n\n\"I'll take a bowel of stew as well please.\" The elf called after the innkeeper before looking to Gabe. With several practiced wave and each followed by a short incantation, Gabriel's garments began to suddenly become clean. \"I know this isn't the same but it will at least help. It's the one spell I did learn and it has been a life saver. Makes cleaning and making fires easy, as well as keeping your drink at the right temperature.\" A frown crept across her face as she started to recit all that prestidigitation could do. \"Well now I feel like a fool. I could have made those rations taste like truffles with this spell. Perhaps should we meet Jingle Jangle again I can do so if we are unable to get them real truffles.\"\n\nAurora looked over to Jub after helping Gabe. There had been lost of people talking about Bavlorna and the things she has done to those who live here in Prismir. \"Unfortunately I do believe we will have to confront her sooner than any of us would like. Well perhaps all save Brutrumukk. It does seem that many that live here have a grievance with this hag. I remember through my travels there were those who spoke of those who oppressed them, be it bandits or rulers, like many we have met spoke of Bavlorna. Though I suppose unlike prior times I am in a position that can help, at least as long as you all are with me. Who knows what may happen, by the end of this you could regain whatever it is you lost Jub.\" She paused as she considered the situation before them as well as what fate had befallen her sister. Rory hoped that Daebella was at least safe and whole. If Belle was only captured she could be rescued, or have a ransom paid. A slight shudder passed through the elf as she considered what ransom a hag would want in exchangefor a person. \"Perhaps we ought to focus on gather strength and weakening Bavlorna's. The bandits might be a good start as they answer to her.\""
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"value": "Brutrumukk\n\n\"Perhaps we ought to focus on gathering strength and weakening Bavlorna's. The bandits might be a good start as they answer to her.\" \n\n\"In that case, I best not eat too much 'ere then.\" Brutrumukk said as he returned from tying up the raft. \"We'll be needin' to save some room fer the rabbit roast I'll be makin' fer supper.\" After a moment, Brutrumukk noticed how clean Gabriel had become in the time the bugbear had spent outside. \"Wait a sec... 'Ow did you get clean so quickly?\""
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"value": "Aurora\n\nAurora looked up to Brutrumukk as she began to clean her own clothing of the swamp muck with prestidigitation. \"I help him by using a simple spell I learned decades ago. It can take awhile for large quantities of things that need to be cleaned, but it works in situations like this when means of cleaning are limited. I can help you clean your gear once I am done with mine.\" She pauses for a moment once her boots are cleaned of the muck. \"I would also like to let you that I do not agree with your intentions of eating these bandits. In all honesty I do not intend on killing them unless we have to. They are still humanoids and at least deserve a chance to redeem themselves. Besides that humanoids are not food. I know I probably cannot convince you otherwise Brutrumukk but I also want to put it out there that I will not be eating this supposed rabbit stew you plan to make from these folk.\""
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"value": "Hither\nThe Inn at the End of the Road\n\nWhile the party spoke with each other, the innkeeper, Tsu Harabax, prepared the bowls of hearty stew for the party. She sets each bowl with care, along with wooden utensils. Along with the stew, she also sets out a plate of plum pie and a glass of fresh water. The fresh water was clearly purified of any...swampy contaminants. \n\nThe hearty stew is full of vegetables and potatoes, clearly a vegetarian dish, but it is still filling and refreshing! Should any of the party partake in the plum pie, they find that it is a perfect blend tart and sweet flavors. Like the cupcakes in the Feasting Orchard in the Carnival though, the plum pie does leave purple stains behind if the party members aren't careful. \n\nOnce everything was prepared for the party, she reassures them, \"Here you are. Please enjoy the food,\""
},
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"value": "Brutrumukk\n\n\"I helped him by using a simple spell I learned decades ago.\" Aurora explained as she cleaned her clothes. \"It can take awhile for large quantities of things that need to be cleaned, but it works in situations like this when means of cleaning are limited. I can help you clean your gear once I am done with mine.\"\n\n\"That'd be great.\" Brutrumukk said gratefully \"The swamp stink's startin' to rub off on me. I'll be needin' that gone in case I need to sneak around. There ain't no skulkin' what can work if a nose can smell you comin' a mile off.\"\n\n\"I would also like to let you that I do not agree with your intentions of eating these bandits.\" Aurora went on to say. \"In all honesty I do not intend on killing them unless we have to. They are still humanoids and at least deserve a chance to redeem themselves. Besides that humanoids are not food. I know I probably cannot convince you otherwise Brutrumukk but I also want to put it out there that I will not be eating this supposed rabbit stew you plan to make from these folk.\"\n\n\"Eh, suit yerself.\" Brutrumukk said. \"That just leaves more fer the rest of us.\"\n\n\"Here you are. Please enjoy the food,\" The innkeeper called out as he served the stew and the pie and the water.\n\n\"Oh don't you worry.\" Brutrumukk said as he bore down on on his bowl of stew. \"I will enjoy it very much!\" With that said, Brutrumukk went about the business of demolishing the stew with great gusto an gluttony. \"NOM NOM NOM! Om. Nom... Oh, dish shtoo ish delishush!\" Brutrumukk exclaimed before swallowing the food in his mouth and continuing. \"I notice there ain't no meat in it though. Did the 'ag's goons take all the meat as well?\""
},
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"value": "Jub the Peculiar\n\nJub nodded in silent agreement as Aurora mentioned the benefits and handiness of the Prestidigitation spell, but conspicuously stopped doing so when she started getting into a debate with Brutrumukk about whether or not they were going to eat the rabbit bandits. He knew that she wasn't going to get anywhere with that argument, after all. He did, however, decide to point out something that he had noticed about the bugbear. \"Given how much we've had to eat today, I'm surprised you're still hungry,\" Jub said between mouthfuls of his own meal. \"Are you ever full, or is your stomach some bottomless void?\""
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"value": "Jub the Peculiar\n\nJub frowned as he considered the carnival owners' answer. Well, that was interesting. Perhaps this Kettlesteam thought the disappearance of her patron had something to do with the carnival. The kenku's words from earlier ran through his mind once more: \"You lost something important to this place, didn't you?\"\n\nHad the carnival stolen Kettlesteam's patron? If so, how? That would take a good amount of magic, would it not, to somehow steal away an archfey? \n\nHe was pondering this when Aurora spoke up, mentioning that she had lost something the last time she had been at the carnival. That's when the carnival owners seemed to recognise not only Jub, but seemingly everyone else in their group, and from the words Jub could imply that he and the elven woman weren't the only ones who had lost something. At Mister Witch and Mister Light's words, claiming that they apparently couldn't return what they had taken, Jub suddenly felt a twinge of anger. \"That's a load of rubbish!\" he said, without thinking. \"You can't honestly expect us to believe that something that just happened to go missing the last time I was here...\" He gestured to Aurora. \"The last time she was here, had nothing to do with you two. You've just admitted you're both warlocks, essentially. Taking a ring and a scroll should be easy for you, let alone my ability to keep secrets! So if they're not here, then where are they?\" After he'd finished, he suddenly realised what he'd just said, and his hands quickly went to his mouth. Behind them, you could just about hear him give a muffled, \"Oops...\""
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"value": "Witchlight Carnival\nThe Fourth Hour\n\nThe Meeting\n\nMister Light and Mister Witch were silent as Jub makes his outburst. When he falls silent due to realizing that he let his own secret out, Mister Witch retorts, flaring back at Jub in equal passion,\n\n\"And haven't you thought that maybe -- just maybe -- that we have the rules regarding purchasing tickets in place to -- Oh, I don't know -- prevent that sort of thing from happening?! But did you buy your tickets then?! Did you even try to speak to Nikolas about purchasing a ticket if you didn't have the coin then?! No! No, you decided to sneak in! With that decision, what happened was out of our hands!\"\n\nMister Witch stands and walks to Mister Light's side, and places a firm hand on the slender elf's shoulder, stopping the tirade. Mister Witch firmly speaks to Mister Light, \"That's enough, Light,\" \n\n\"But--!\"\n\n\"That's. enough,\" \n\nMister Light sighs, calming himself down. Mister Light apologizes, \"My deepest apologies, but that was discourteous of me,\"\n\nMister Witch takes out a pocket watch out of his waistcoat, looks at the face, and then nods at Mister Light. Mister Light then speaks to the group, \"Well, Time waits for no one. I'm afraid this is where our meeting must end,\"\n\nHe then smiles again, and tells the group, \"As Thank You for contributing to the joy of the Carnival, I offer you all a gift,\" \n\nHe then nods to the clown and speaks, \"Thaco is a clown of few words, but many talents. He'll make you a balloon animal of your choice. Follow Burly, and he'll lead you back to the carnival proper,\"\n\n\n\n---\n\n\n\nA Hushed Conversation\n\nAfter the party receives a balloon animal, Burly starts to lead them away from the Wagon they were at while making sure that Tsak is with them. Instead of leading them back to the Carnival itself, Burly whispers to the group, \"Follow me. Over here. You too, Tsak,\"\n\nHe pulls them aside into a small corner for them to speak discreetly.\n\nAfter he looks around to make sure the coast is clear, Burly removes his jack-o'-lantern helmet, revealing a worried expression, \"I'll get straight to the point: Bad things have been happening at the carnival for a while. People and things have been going missing. My bosses know more than they're telling, but their hands are tied somehow. You're the first people I've met who might be able to set things right. Witch and Light are good guys, but you'll need leverage to make them spill the beans,\""
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"value": "Brutrumukk\n\nBrutrumukk was quickly loosing interest in the meeting. The conversation was turning to things people had lost in the carnival the last time they visited. This was the first time Brutrumukk had ever been to the carnival, so he knew he'd not lost anything here. Sure, he'd lost the usual peace and quiet of the grassy field he called home to the noise of the carnival, but it wasn't going to be here much longer and he'd had enough fun to consider the disturbance more than worth it. Realizing that this discussion wasn't really for him and that there were better things to do about the carnival, Brutrumukk turned his head to whisper to Jub in goblin once more. However, before he could speak, the goblin wizard erupted into a furious rant, accusing Witch and Light of stealing from everyone present.\n\nIn that moment, Brutrumukk started to wonder if the kenku wasn't the only git at this carnival. His suspicions only grew as Mister Light answered rant with rant. But before Brutrumukk could reach for his morningstar, Mister Witch calmed things down and the party was sent on their way soon after. Just as things seemed to be going back to normal though, Burly called the party over to a quiet corner to talk. Balloon tarrasque in hand, Brutrumukk followed the other bugbear and listened as Burly explained that Witch and Light knew more than they let on and that leverage would be needed to get them talking. \"Couldn't we just beat it out of 'em?\" Brutrumukk asked."
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"value": "Aurora\n\nLight's outburst was equally surprising as Jub's. Just as he was about to say more Mister Witch cut him off. And before anyone could retort or ask anything else they had dismissed the group only offering a balloon animal. \n\nA rather perplexed Aurora followed the bugbear with the lantern helmet to the corner. As he told everyone that more people have been disappearing as well as possessions she started to wonder what the owners were doing to handle the issue. She also remembered the strange girl in the hall of illusions. Brutrumukk's suggestion was most likely not going to yield the results he'd like. Other questions and investigations might however. \n\n\"The missing people, did they go missing near the Hall of Illusions?\""
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"value": "\"Oh- I've heard something about that. Yeah, actually, that's what I'd been hearing. Missing folks and illusions and halls and whatnot- it's all funny business if you ask me. Just as funny as those witch and light fellows- all crooked in the presentation and all sideways in the language.\" She sighs, appraising Burly. \"You say their hands are tied; you know them better than we. If that's the case, then we'll need to find proof and evidence besides the gossip and hearsay we've got so far. If we rub their noses in it, they'll have to tell us what's what.\""
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"value": "Brutrumukk\n\n\"Or we could just 'ead back into that wagon an' beat what we wanna know out of 'em.\" Brutrumukk suggested again. \"Seems to me like that would be a lot easier an' a lot faster than snoopin' 'round some 'All of Illusions. A lot more trustworthy too. What if all we find in that 'All is some illusion what only shows us what we wanna see rather than what we need to find? I've never 'ad that problem when I just tell people to spill an' punch 'em 'til they do.\""
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"value": "\"I'm not sure of that is the case. A halfling man I say was talking to a girl in the Hall of Illusions but she wasn't physically there. I only saw her in the mirror and she left after Gabe and I started talking to the man. He had run into there after his now fiance laughed at him when he proposed. I'm pretty sure it had to do with the gifts we got when we first got here though. I know there is some kind of enchantment over me that makes even simple things amusing.\"\n\nAurora glanced over to Brutrumukk as he suggested again to start punching and beating the carnival owners over trying to learn more information.\n\n\"I still do not think that will help, though I understand your concern about the hall. I could never find the girl again and what she told the halfling was odd. She asked him if he had any regrets and if he did she knew someone who could help. All he had to do was follow her.\" She considered the matter from early and turned to Burly.\n\n\"Was there ever a little girl with grey skin at the carnival? When I saw her she had a pig mask and carried a large lollipop. Her cloths were also tattered.\""
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"value": "Tsak Vlos\n\n\n---\n\n\n\nTsak was absolutely shocked by all the yelling. She would have stepped in to try and calm the goblin before Light went off. Of the twenty-nine years she's lived with these people, she could not recall ever hearing Mr. Light raise his voice. Now more concerned then ever, she followed this crazed group of adventures and Burly, wondering what the fuck she got herself into. She was lost and confused as the conversation went on, up until the newer bugbear threatened to assault the misters! Stepping up besides Burly, Tsak would put her hands out placatingly, \"Oi calm down big guy, no need to get aggressive, yeah? As the big hairy man with fairy wings said, they're good people\". She would give Burly an apologetic look, just trying to lighten the mood."
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"value": "Jub the Peculiar\n\n\"Probably wouldn't- sorry,\" Jub began to speak, before realising that he was still covering his mouth with his hands. Once he'd put his hands down, he continued, \"As I was saying, it probably wouldn't work anyway. They probably have all sorts of tricky fae magicks that would make going against them difficult, if not impossible.\" He grimaced. \"Though, you do have a point... if we head into this Hall of Illusions, who knows what we'll find? One of us might end up going missing, even.\" It was at that point Jub noticed a small feathered fairy hanging around them, who eventually spoke up, reiterating that Mister Witch and Mister Light were indeed 'good people'. \"I'm sorry, but who are you?\" he asked the fairy."
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"value": "Miizel followed the conversation for the most part, choosing instead to stand back and listen but when Mr. Witch mentions the name Prismeer, his brows furrow. Once again, just like back at the Hall of Illusions, something tugs at the back of his mind. Something so familiar that he should be able to recognize it at first glance yet it keeps escaping him.\n\nHe idly nods and gives grunts of affirmation as the people around him talked but spends majority of the time pondering the word. That is, until the goblin's outburst. The sudden escalation in conversation snapped him back to reality just in time for Mr Light to retort just as harshly.\n\nHe was about to speak up but it seems like he was out of it for long enough as they were ushered out just as quickly as they were called in.\n\nThis time as his companions talked amongst themselves, he made sure to be attentive. \"How do you want us to get leverage? Put a bolt against their throat and make them spill the beans?\" Miizel asked, his tone implying that he was dead serious.\n\nAt the mention of the Hall of Illusions, he responded with. \"Zavakri and I had just been there but we didn't see any girl there. Well, apart from her reflection of course. But something did feel off. The place felt familiar to me but I couldn't pinpoint what exactly. I just found myself walking towards a specific mirror. If you guys want I could lead you there.\""
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"value": "Witchlight Carnival\nThe Fourth Hour\n\nA Hushed Conversation\n\nBurly shook his head at Brutrumukk's first question. When Aurora asked about the Hall of Illusions, Burly answered as he got a sad look on his face, \"That's where my brother, Hurly, was last seen before he disappeared...\"\n\nBurly couldn't answer Zavakri as Brutrumukk reiterated his desire to do harm to the Duo to get the information. Thankfully, Aurora spoke against it, but the concern reappeared on his face at the mention of the girl. He answers Aurora, \"No...Nobody who works as a Witchlight Hand fits that description...\" \n\nHe seems to think it over until Tsak steps in to stand up to Brutrumukk for Burly. Burly smiles at Tsak in response to her apologetic look, and he speaks, \"It's alright, Tsak. Thank you,\"\n\nHe lets Tsak introduce herself to Jub.\n\nThen...Miizel asks the question. Burly answers him, \"No. I do not want you to use violence to do so. They are indeed good people. They gave me and my brother a home and jobs,\" \n\nHe then looks directly at Brutrumukk and points out, \"I think you would understand my position best out of everyone here,\"\n\nHe continues, \"I know of a better way to get them to talk. You will need to...\" He clears his throat before continuing, \"...borrow Mister Witch's Witchlight Watch. His pocket watch. The both of them can't run the carnival without it,\"\n\nHe then tells the group, \"Normally, I don't condone theft. But, if you give it back after they give you the answers, then it should be okay,\"\n\nHe continues, \"I'll let you figure out how to pull this off. But, you should also know this: \n\nThe best time to do this would be during the Crowning of the Witchlight Monarch. That takes place at dawn. Witch and Light have no control over who the monarch will be, but it's always the guest who has contributed the most to the happiness of the carnival. The monarch is also given a charm that lets them fly. The watch is attached to Mister Witch's waistcoat by a chain, so you will need to break it or unfasten it. Finally, Dirlagraun, Candlefoot, and Palasha might help you. They're good eggs,\"\n\nHe then warns, \"But don't trust Thaco. He's untrustworthy,\""
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"value": "\"And how do I know you are?\" Miizel snaps back to Burly. \"For all I know you could be trying to set us up. Make us lose more than what we've already lost. So far the only ones that could even get an inkling of my trust are these folks.\" He gestures to the others alongside him."
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"value": "Brutrumukk\n\nBrutrumukk was quickly loosing interest in the meeting. The conversation was turning to things people had lost in the carnival the last time they visited. This was the first time Brutrumukk had ever been to the carnival, so he knew he'd not lost anything here. Sure, he'd lost the usual peace and quiet of the grassy field he called home to the noise of the carnival, but it wasn't going to be here much longer and he'd had enough fun to consider the disturbance more than worth it. Realizing that this discussion wasn't really for him and that there were better things to do about the carnival, Brutrumukk turned his head to whisper to Jub in goblin once more. However, before he could speak, the goblin wizard erupted into a furious rant, accusing Witch and Light of stealing from everyone present.\n\nIn that moment, Brutrumukk started to wonder if the kenku wasn't the only git at this carnival. His suspicions only grew as Mister Light answered rant with rant. But before Brutrumukk could reach for his morningstar, Mister Witch calmed things down and the party was sent on their way soon after. Just as things seemed to be going back to normal though, Burly called the party over to a quiet corner to talk. Balloon tarrasque in hand, Brutrumukk followed the other bugbear and listened as Burly explained that Witch and Light knew more than they let on and that leverage would be needed to get them talking. \"Couldn't we just beat it out of 'em?\" Brutrumukk asked."
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"value": "Aurora\n\nLight's outburst was equally surprising as Jub's. Just as he was about to say more Mister Witch cut him off. And before anyone could retort or ask anything else they had dismissed the group only offering a balloon animal. \n\nA rather perplexed Aurora followed the bugbear with the lantern helmet to the corner. As he told everyone that more people have been disappearing as well as possessions she started to wonder what the owners were doing to handle the issue. She also remembered the strange girl in the hall of illusions. Brutrumukk's suggestion was most likely not going to yield the results he'd like. Other questions and investigations might however. \n\n\"The missing people, did they go missing near the Hall of Illusions?\""
},
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"from": "human",
"value": "\"Oh- I've heard something about that. Yeah, actually, that's what I'd been hearing. Missing folks and illusions and halls and whatnot- it's all funny business if you ask me. Just as funny as those witch and light fellows- all crooked in the presentation and all sideways in the language.\" She sighs, appraising Burly. \"You say their hands are tied; you know them better than we. If that's the case, then we'll need to find proof and evidence besides the gossip and hearsay we've got so far. If we rub their noses in it, they'll have to tell us what's what.\""
},
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"value": "Brutrumukk\n\n\"Or we could just 'ead back into that wagon an' beat what we wanna know out of 'em.\" Brutrumukk suggested again. \"Seems to me like that would be a lot easier an' a lot faster than snoopin' 'round some 'All of Illusions. A lot more trustworthy too. What if all we find in that 'All is some illusion what only shows us what we wanna see rather than what we need to find? I've never 'ad that problem when I just tell people to spill an' punch 'em 'til they do.\""
},
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"from": "human",
"value": "\"I'm not sure of that is the case. A halfling man I say was talking to a girl in the Hall of Illusions but she wasn't physically there. I only saw her in the mirror and she left after Gabe and I started talking to the man. He had run into there after his now fiance laughed at him when he proposed. I'm pretty sure it had to do with the gifts we got when we first got here though. I know there is some kind of enchantment over me that makes even simple things amusing.\"\n\nAurora glanced over to Brutrumukk as he suggested again to start punching and beating the carnival owners over trying to learn more information.\n\n\"I still do not think that will help, though I understand your concern about the hall. I could never find the girl again and what she told the halfling was odd. She asked him if he had any regrets and if he did she knew someone who could help. All he had to do was follow her.\" She considered the matter from early and turned to Burly.\n\n\"Was there ever a little girl with grey skin at the carnival? When I saw her she had a pig mask and carried a large lollipop. Her cloths were also tattered.\""
},
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"value": "Tsak Vlos\n\n\n---\n\n\n\nTsak was absolutely shocked by all the yelling. She would have stepped in to try and calm the goblin before Light went off. Of the twenty-nine years she's lived with these people, she could not recall ever hearing Mr. Light raise his voice. Now more concerned then ever, she followed this crazed group of adventures and Burly, wondering what the fuck she got herself into. She was lost and confused as the conversation went on, up until the newer bugbear threatened to assault the misters! Stepping up besides Burly, Tsak would put her hands out placatingly, \"Oi calm down big guy, no need to get aggressive, yeah? As the big hairy man with fairy wings said, they're good people\". She would give Burly an apologetic look, just trying to lighten the mood."
},
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"value": "Jub the Peculiar\n\n\"Probably wouldn't- sorry,\" Jub began to speak, before realising that he was still covering his mouth with his hands. Once he'd put his hands down, he continued, \"As I was saying, it probably wouldn't work anyway. They probably have all sorts of tricky fae magicks that would make going against them difficult, if not impossible.\" He grimaced. \"Though, you do have a point... if we head into this Hall of Illusions, who knows what we'll find? One of us might end up going missing, even.\" It was at that point Jub noticed a small feathered fairy hanging around them, who eventually spoke up, reiterating that Mister Witch and Mister Light were indeed 'good people'. \"I'm sorry, but who are you?\" he asked the fairy."
},
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"from": "gpt",
"value": "Miizel followed the conversation for the most part, choosing instead to stand back and listen but when Mr. Witch mentions the name Prismeer, his brows furrow. Once again, just like back at the Hall of Illusions, something tugs at the back of his mind. Something so familiar that he should be able to recognize it at first glance yet it keeps escaping him.\n\nHe idly nods and gives grunts of affirmation as the people around him talked but spends majority of the time pondering the word. That is, until the goblin's outburst. The sudden escalation in conversation snapped him back to reality just in time for Mr Light to retort just as harshly.\n\nHe was about to speak up but it seems like he was out of it for long enough as they were ushered out just as quickly as they were called in.\n\nThis time as his companions talked amongst themselves, he made sure to be attentive. \"How do you want us to get leverage? Put a bolt against their throat and make them spill the beans?\" Miizel asked, his tone implying that he was dead serious.\n\nAt the mention of the Hall of Illusions, he responded with. \"Zavakri and I had just been there but we didn't see any girl there. Well, apart from her reflection of course. But something did feel off. The place felt familiar to me but I couldn't pinpoint what exactly. I just found myself walking towards a specific mirror. If you guys want I could lead you there.\""
},
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"from": "human",
"value": "Witchlight Carnival\nThe Fourth Hour\n\nA Hushed Conversation\n\nBurly shook his head at Brutrumukk's first question. When Aurora asked about the Hall of Illusions, Burly answered as he got a sad look on his face, \"That's where my brother, Hurly, was last seen before he disappeared...\"\n\nBurly couldn't answer Zavakri as Brutrumukk reiterated his desire to do harm to the Duo to get the information. Thankfully, Aurora spoke against it, but the concern reappeared on his face at the mention of the girl. He answers Aurora, \"No...Nobody who works as a Witchlight Hand fits that description...\" \n\nHe seems to think it over until Tsak steps in to stand up to Brutrumukk for Burly. Burly smiles at Tsak in response to her apologetic look, and he speaks, \"It's alright, Tsak. Thank you,\"\n\nHe lets Tsak introduce herself to Jub.\n\nThen...Miizel asks the question. Burly answers him, \"No. I do not want you to use violence to do so. They are indeed good people. They gave me and my brother a home and jobs,\" \n\nHe then looks directly at Brutrumukk and points out, \"I think you would understand my position best out of everyone here,\"\n\nHe continues, \"I know of a better way to get them to talk. You will need to...\" He clears his throat before continuing, \"...borrow Mister Witch's Witchlight Watch. His pocket watch. The both of them can't run the carnival without it,\"\n\nHe then tells the group, \"Normally, I don't condone theft. But, if you give it back after they give you the answers, then it should be okay,\"\n\nHe continues, \"I'll let you figure out how to pull this off. But, you should also know this: \n\nThe best time to do this would be during the Crowning of the Witchlight Monarch. That takes place at dawn. Witch and Light have no control over who the monarch will be, but it's always the guest who has contributed the most to the happiness of the carnival. The monarch is also given a charm that lets them fly. The watch is attached to Mister Witch's waistcoat by a chain, so you will need to break it or unfasten it. Finally, Dirlagraun, Candlefoot, and Palasha might help you. They're good eggs,\"\n\nHe then warns, \"But don't trust Thaco. He's untrustworthy,\""
},
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"value": "\"And how do I know you are?\" Miizel snaps back to Burly. \"For all I know you could be trying to set us up. Make us lose more than what we've already lost. So far the only ones that could even get an inkling of my trust are these folks.\" He gestures to the others alongside him."
},
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"value": "Tsak Vlos\n\n\n---\n\n\n\nTsak would glair daggers at Miizel before pulling a needle from her pocket and placing it between her teeth. \"You're waiting your time Burly. It's obvious these guys are here to cause trouble instead of helping us out...\" her strange red eyes would look at Jub then spread her black and red raven wings, taking to the air and flutter in place to be at Eye level, \"Tsak Vlos, Witchlight Hand here\""
},
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"value": "Brutrumukk\n\nSince no one seemed interested in handling things the easy way, Brutrumukk quickly lost interest in the conversation. As one of the others accused Burly of being untrustworthy, Brutrumukk looked to Jub and spoke in goblin. \"Wanna go spread some cheer?\" He asked the goblin wizard perched on his shoulder. \"Seein' 'ow we already got a good start on that, I figure we'll 'ave the best chance o' bein' crowned if we keep on makin' folks 'appy.\""
},
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"from": "human",
"value": "Jub the Peculiar\n\n\"Right,\" Jub said in response to Tsak's rather terse introduction. He quickly turned his attention back to the rest of the group, specifically Brutrumukk and his suggestion. \"Yes, that sounds like a good idea. Plus, we already know Candlefoot and Palasha, so we can ask them for help if the need arises.\" He pauses before adding, \"And, err, in the matter of stealing the watch, I may, ahem, have some... experience in the art of, shall you say, relieving people of their belongings.\" He paused before clarifying, partially for the sake of Brutrumukk's limited vocabulary and partly because his 'condition' compelled him to, \"I used to steal things for a living. Not anymore, of course. Well, not most of the time. Sometimes. On occasion. I'm going to shut up now.\" He quickly covered his mouth again."
},
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"value": "Brutrumukk\n\nWhen Brutrumukk grinned eagerly when Jub said his plan sounded good. \"Right then. Let's get to work.\" Brutrumukk said before addressing all present. \"Jub an' I are gonna go make people 'appy. We'll see you lot whenever an' wherever they're crownin' the King o' the Carnival.\" With that said, Brutrumukk headed off with Jub on his shoulder to go looking for ways to make people happy."
},
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"from": "human",
"value": "G A B R I E L\n\nGabriel leaned with his back against the wagon, the swordsman had little to no interest joining in the senseless bickering between Miizel or the fairy woman Tsak as she eluded to the bugbear in dungarees that it was a waste of time to try speaking with them \"Trouble,\" the bard simply scoffed, he had barely been here nearly four hours and in that time both he and his elvish compatriot had helped reunite a halfling couple \"I'll be off with these two, make sure trouble doesn't end up following us.\" he gave the fairy a pointed glare before turning to Brutrumukk and Jub, hurrying off behind them \"Better to make people smile than argue, eh you two?\" he joked as he caught up with the stride of the bugbear."
},
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"value": "Aurora\n\nLetting out a low sigh, Aurora shook her head at the gnome who was proposing to hold a crossbow bolt to the owners throat. Stealing the watch might give them the leverage they need to get the pair to give more information though. Since the other bugbear, the odd gnome, and Gabe were heading off to go spread more cheer, Aurora decided she was going to try to investigate around the Hall of Illusions.\n\n\"I can also attempt to relieve the watch from Mister Witch's person. It may be easier if there is a distraction during the crowning. In case no one else is able to get close enough anyway.\"\n\nShe glanced at the fluttering fairy in front of her that had just give their name. \"My name is Rory. Locksmith and procurer of things by trade. Now I do want to help not cause trouble. Mostly I'd like to find what I lost when I was here last. Granted I know it's long shot with how long it has been, and with what both Mister Witch and Mister Light have said about the matter.\n\nNow I can lead you all back to where I found the strange girl in the Hall of Illusions. I think she may only appear to those who are really sad and have regrets.\""
}
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"value": "Aurora\n\nRory made her way into the big top, pausing briefly to look for Gabriel and the other she had met earlier in the day. It didn't take long to spot the bugbear and gnome, wait was that a gnome? The garb that the being wore looked much like Jub's from what she could recall. She walked up to the four gathered keeping mostly quiet, a feat not to difficult with all the noise and commotion.\n\n\"So how did everyone else fair. Miizel, Tsak, and I found something interesting in the Hall of Illusions.\" She stated after walking up behind Gabe. The elven woman leaned in closer after checking to see who might be paying attention and whispered so that only the other four gathered might hear. \"Also the owners would like to meet with us after the Crowning. They are trying to keep it on the quiet. Something or someone is causing them worry that whatever it is might catch word of what we are up to. It does have to do with what we found in the Hall of Illusions. What was discussed with Burly may not need to happen now.\""
},
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"value": "Brutrumukk\n\nBrutrumukk was about to respond to Jub's words when Aurora arrived and greeted the rest of the group. When she mentioned that stealing the watch was no longer necessary, Brutrumukk visibly deflated at her words. \"We... We don't need to do that no more?\" Brutrumukk said. \"Oh... Well that's upsettin'. I was lookin' forward to doin' that.\" With that said, Brutrumukk slumped forward in his seat, now looking incredibly glum."
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"value": "Tsak Vlos\n\n\n---\n\n\n\nTsak would hang around the group, still a bit wary of the gnome she had been around and the bugbear. Realizing what time it was, the fairy would fly off to get her uniform on before returning to meet up with the staff to help prep for the Carnival Crowning."
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"value": "Witchlight Carnival\nThe Eighth Hour\n\nThe Crowning of the Witchlight Monarch\n\nAs spectators take their seats, the party may or may not notice Dirlagraun escorting Mister Witch into the Big Top. The both of them move to stand next to Candlefoot. \n\n\n\n---\n\n\n\nMeanwhile, one of the other Witchlight Hands, one of the three clowns to perform, speaks to Tsak, \"Hey, Tsak! It's your turn to hold the hatbox! Come on, hurry!\" Tsak knows that the hatbox holds the crown, used for crowning the Witchlight Monarch, and Mister Witch is going to take the crown of gold butterflies out during the ceremony and place it on the lucky reveler. \n\n\n\n---\n\n\n\nBack in the Big Top, Mister Light appears once again, and Palasha is in her clamshell once again ready to sing. He calls out to the crowd,\n\n\"Good Morning, Everyone! I trust you all had a delightful time?\"\n\nHe lifts a hand up to his ear and he gets a cheerful roar from the crowd in response,\n\nAfter getting said response, he cheerfully continues his speech, \n\n\"Wonderful! But before we say our Goodbyes, it is time for the grand finale of the Witchlight Carnival! For this hour, we shall see who is the Witchlight Monarch! Are you ready, folks?!\" \n\nThe crowd gives a loud cheer in response. Once the crowd quiets down in anticipation, and Mister Light raises his vane. He gives a poetic call,\n\n\"Our festivities are almost done this night.\nBut there is one more task before daylight!\nLet the light of joy truly spark!\nReveal to us our Monarch!\"\n\nThe vane spins rapidly at the rhyme and a thread of golden light appear. The crowd lets out \"Ooh\"s and \"Aah\"s at the golden thread as it weaves and moves about on its own. It moves throughout the crowd, as though searching for the Monarch. \n\nEventually, the golden thread makes it's way...to the party. \n\nIt first weaves past Miizel, and then past Aurora. \n\nThen it makes its way to Zavakri, only to move past her and towards Brutrumukk.\n\nUnfortunately, the thread moves past him as well. \n\nIt heads towards Gabriel, before finally...\n\nIt finally circles around Jub! \n\nAfter the thread circles around the small goblin, he gives off a golden aura. \n\n\"BEHOLD, EVERYONE! \nTHE WITCHLIGHT MONARCH!\"\n\nThe crowd roars cheerfully and applauds Jub. The Witchlight Hands would come to escort Jub, if he doesn't follow their gesture to come to the center of the Big Top ring."
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"value": "Brutrumukk\n\nWhen Jub was declared the Witchlight Monarch, none cheered louder than Brutrumukk. Despite being disheartened at the fact that stealing the watch was no longer necessary, he was happy to see that their efforts to be crowned had paid off at least.\n\n\"You did it, booyagh! You won!\" Brutrumukk exclaimed as he hoisted Jub onto his shoulder once more. \"Now let's go get yer crown, yeah? MAKE WAY! MAKE WAY! MAKE WAY FER THE KING!\" With that said, Brutrumukk carried Jub down to the ring to get the goblin crowned."
},
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"value": "Tsak Vlos\n\n\n---\n\n\n\nTsak was surprised at first as she had forgotten it was her turn to hold the hatbox. Luckily, with years of all this, the fey knew exactly what to do. While half- heartedly paying attention, she stood there with the box in had, more eager to get this over so they may speak to the misters, rather then the Crowning it's self. Once the gold thread stopped though on the little goblin with the bugbear, she perked up, paying more attention."
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "\"Oh thank the Gods; I lost.\" She sighs, relief flooding her body. This reverie is not long for this world however, as the instant the Bugbear and Goblin duo rise up and Jub is held aloft; aglow; triumphant..\n\nDread and frustration set in.\n\n\"Wait. I lost to them?\"\n\nHer brow furrows, watching as the goblinoids ascend to claim victory. She wags a finger and looks sternly at the stage, metaphorically imposing the world upon it. Soon an abacus glows spectrally before her, formulae manifesting in the air as she began rapidly shuffling the device with her hands.\n\n\"…I lost by Two?!. Oh, bother.\"\n\nFlinging her hands, she dispelled the spectral mathematica and crosses her arms in a sulk. Don't worry; soon enough existential dread at her failed foiling of the bad plan will set back in, and she'll begin to chew her nails- but for now, sulking it is."
},
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"value": "Jub the Peculiar\n\nJub had been slumped over in his chair, still sulking over being told off by Brutrumukk when his name was called and for a moment, all he could do was raise his head and blink up at the thread as his brain processed what was happening. Thankfully, he wasn't stuck there slack-jawed for too long before Brutrumukk hoisted him up on his shoulder and brought him down to the ring. Any hurt feelings he had about the bugbear from moments ago completely disappeared as he watched his friend loudly cheer for him and telling the crowd to make way. That, combined with how everyone was cheering for him and showing no implication of distaste at a goblin being crowned the Witchlight Monarch made Jub give a big, if somewhat befuddled, grin as Brutrumukk brought him over to the ring."
},
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"from": "human",
"value": "G A B R I E L\n\nA sense of dread, and maybe a little excitement fell over the half-elf tensed in his seat. He didn't know wether he wanted or deserved the crown, yet Gabriel felt a twang of disappointment as the golden thread passed him by. In the end however, the title had no significance to him and he was simply elated that Jub was getting the positive attention he needed.\n\nGabriel followed alongside Brutrumukk as he carried the comically surprised Jub on his shoulders \"Don't look like you just ate a bad egg, look royal for the commonfolk.\" the half-elf japed to his little friend."
},
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"value": "Witchlight Carnival\nThe Eighth Hour\n\nThe Crowning of the Witchlight Monarch\n\nTsak notices, despite the crowd's loud roar, as soon as the thread of light chooses Jub to be the Witchlight Monarch, music begins. Palasha begins singing. This song starts slow. Tsak recognizes it as a song that Palasha originally wrote for Candlefoot after he lost his voice (there was no denying that those two were in love with each other). Strangely enough...it also seemed to sympathize and resonate with the Witchlight Monarch of the hour. The song itself seemed to understand the source of his sadness, while trying to express hope and joy in the future in just the feeling. \n\nAnd yet...it also feels like a call to action: \nTo bring those who are lost, back home...\n\nThe slow and heartfelt ethereal song continues as Jub is brought down to receive his crown. Once Tsak opens the hatbox, Mister Witch takes the crown of golden butterflies out of it gingerly with both of his hands. Mister Light makes it clear to Brutrumukk that he needs to lower Jub to ground, and Jub needs to kneel in order to receive the crown. \n\nOnce Jub does kneel, Mister Witch gently places the crown on his head. He moves to the side and lets Mister Light, tap each of Jub's shoulders gently with the vane, as though knighting the goblin. While this happens, the sound of singing can be heard from the crowd in \"Laaalalala\"s\n\n\n\nAfter a trio of clowns shower Jub, Mister Light, and Mister Witch in glitter, the music picks up in a joyful and jubilant song. \n\nNow was the moment where the Withlight Monarch is paraded around the Carnival. Palasha sings happily, beckoning others to join in the song and the parade. Jub is raised high once again for all to see with the crown on his head.\n\nAs the parade continues throughout the Carnival grounds, colorful fireworks explode in the sky as though to punctuate the fact that this is the finale to the Witchlight Carnival."
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"value": "Brutrumukk\n\nBrutrumukk set Jub down when asked and sang along with the crowd as Jub was crowned the Witchlight Monarch. And thanks to singing lesson he'd received from Palasha, there weren't many folks in the Big Top who could say they sang as well as Brutrumukk. Once the crowning was done and the parade began, Brutrumukk hoisted Jub back onto his shoulder and walked alongside the leaders of the parade, singing his heart out all the way as the fireworks made the sunrise look even brighter than usual.\n\n\"Sing, let yer 'eart soar! Sing forever!\"\n\"Sad an' so 'appy! Feelin's flow over,\"\n\"Now our world is full of all kinds o' colors!\"\n\n\"Closin' me eyes I still can see the stars!\"\n\"Shine in the sky, sing their 'armony!\"\n\"Flowers, they're bloomin', oh it's beautiful!\"\n\n\"Sing, Sing SING!\"\n\n\"SING THIS SONG, I WON'T STOP NOW!\"\n\"Sing it through, I love you!\"\n\n\"THE VOICE CARRIES ON!\""
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"value": "G A B R I E L\n\nIn his heart of hearts, the very core of the swordsman's being he felt moved. Not only by the song itself but it's underlying tone that one such as himself couldn't miss. While the song itself was celebratory it had a sadness to it that touched Gabriel's soul, he wanted to sing with his surly friend yet the moment was not his to join. He knew not the melody nor it's words only the emotions it filled him with.\n\nAnd so he just hummed the tune, the corners of his eyes slightly glistening."
},
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"value": "Jub the Peculiar\n\nFor what was meant to be a celebration of what had been, at least for him, a long and hectic day, Jub was a little surprised at how slow and sombre Palasha's song was. He wasn't really used to this kind of music, but he couldn't say he disliked it either. It just felt... odd. In fact, this whole moment felt really surreal to the goblin. He did manage, however, after hearing Gabriel's jape, to widen his smile a little bit as Brutrumukk brought him up to the ring.\n\nAdmittedly, he did become slightly tense as they approached Mister Witch and Mister Light, as he could still remember the rant Mister Light had given him earlier after the Extravaganza. However, neither of them seemed upset or angry to see him again, at least from what he could tell, and he managed to relax as they placed the crown on his head, though he did try his best to avoid looking either of them in the eye too much. Again, he really didn't want to lose anything else to this carnival if he could help it.\n\nAs Brutrumukk hoisted Jub back onto his shoulder, the bugbear began to sing along with Palasha's song, and Jub took a moment to admire how much of a good singer he was now after singing lessons with the mermaid. After a while, Jub found himself singing along, albeit his voice was a quieter. He may have been a showman, but until today, singing hadn't really been something he had attempted, and even with his training, he couldn't help but feel a bit shy.\n\nNeedless to say, this whole situation was very overwhelming for the goblin. In a good way, but still overwhelming."
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"value": "Aurora\n\nDuring the ceremony Aurora cheered with the rest as Jub was proclaimed the Carnival Monarch. It was almost to the level of pomp and circumstances that the noble back home gave to when the consulate had their elections. The magocracy did have an knack for magical exuberance that left many of the less magically inclined in awe. \n\nAfter Jub was crowned by Mister Witch and Mister Light, the burst of fireworks caught Rory off guard. Initially it startled her, followed by her laughing at how ridiculous it was for her to be startled by it. The parade through the carnival grounds kept her attention for awhile. She stayed close to the edges away from the center of the crowd keeping an eye on Jub and the carnival owners. Here soon it would be time to meet up with them and potentially help them with whatever it was that causing these disappearances."
}
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"value": "\"What did you mean by hag or no hag?\" Aurora asked Zavakri while stepping toward Jub offering a hand to help him back to his feet.\n\nZavakri's attention snapped back to reality at being addressed.\n\n\"Oh, nothing much, methinks; the talking unicorns mentioned a hag, and someone else let slip that the Witchlights were victims in their own right, so I put two and two together and made some assumptions. Some lass named Skabither Nightbloom or something- Skabitha Nightblossom? No, that's not right; Nightshade. Skabitha Nightshade. Droll name, but I suppose a hag isn't exactly born to good things, eh?\" She rambles on for a bit, before clicking her tongue and shifting to sit more comfortably.\n\n\"She sleeps in a dollhouse; she forgets the first creature she sees. I suppose I can't expect unicorns to make sense.\""
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"value": "Brutrumukk\n\n\"So we're dealin' with an 'ag then?\" Brutrumukk said in response to Zavakri's words. \"I've 'eard a thing or two about their type. Can anyone else 'ere say the same?\" Should another party member indeed also know a thing or two about hags like Brutrumukk did, they would have a decent amount of knowledge on the subject of hags between the two of them.\n\nProvided that someone negates the disadvantage with the help action, Brutrumukk rolls a 19 to know stuff about hags."
},
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"value": "Jub the Peculiar\n\nJub glanced up at Aurora as the elven woman offered to help him to his feet - not unlike how she had before the two of them had entered the carnival. With a weak smile, he let her help him to his feet. \"Thank you,\" he said, before taking a moment to dust himself off.\n\nWhen the human woman spoke again, Jub swerved to face her, only just managing to avoid falling over again. \"Well, next time, maybe consider asking the rest of us before you do anything like that,\" he said. He was attempting to sound stern, but the affect was lessened by the fact he was slurring his words slightly."
},
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"value": "Brutrumukk\n\n\"I agree.\" Brutrumukk agreed with an annoyed growl. \"The fuck were you thinkin' pullin' somethin' like that? Some of us would 'ave liked to sleep before divin' through some mirror portal leadin' to Mag knows where.\" Brutrumukk then turned to the rest of the party. \"An' what the fuck were the rest o' you thinkin' followin' 'er?\" Brutrumukk asked. \"Jus' cuz some mad cow decides to be fuckin' stupid, don't mean you gotta go with 'er! Now we're stuck on some broken bridge above some gods fersaken swamp with no idea where to go or what to do! An' to make matters worse, we're all fuckin' tired...! Great work everyone. Great fuckin' work.\""
},
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"value": "G A B R I E L\n\nGabriel had untied the straps holding the sleeping roll in place from his backpack and set to unrolling it, rubbing his temples as the bugbear grew more and more frustrated. \n\nAs the half-elf listened to Brutrumukk berate the party, Gabriel gritted his teeth his head pounding wishing he had a bottle of whisky to calm his nerves.\n\n\"You're one to talk!\" he snapped back angrily a tinge of an accent in his voice \"Ya bloody well followed too, the god damn mirror pulled some of us in!\" he pointed to the spot they appeared from \"Like fuck'n hell ya couldn't have just left! It isn't our fault we left in a rush, those old farts likely didn't want to let us stay.\" he said meaning the two Misters."
},
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"from": "gpt",
"value": "Tsak Vlos\n\n\n---\n\n\n\nTsak was had been second to last through the portal, dashing forward to grab her pack from the misters and hug them both tightly. With a kiss on both of their cheeks, the overly giddy fairy flew right into the portal at top speed. Now, planer travel was nothing new, she's traveled to all sorts of planes all her life, but the fey never really got used to the sensation. Well, one mistake she had made was flying into the portal in the first place. As Tsak came out the other side, the tattooist came cometing down into the ground, roughly crashing into it. A yelp, groan and giggle later, the fairy would move to her feet and take in her surroundings. At first, excitement over took her, she did it! She finally became an adventurer! Then.... panic. Tsak, breath becoming heavy and quickly, took out her sketchbook as she looked around for the others. After taking a few deep breaths, the fairy would fly up to the others and called out, \"Uh... I could fly up to the air and see if there are any towns or villages nearby...\""
},
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"value": "Brutrumukk\n\nWhen Gabriel spoke up, Brutrumukk wheeled around to face him, looking just about ready to club someone to death and subsequently mount their head on a spike. \"Yeah, some o' you were pulled in. I weren't talkin' ta them\" Brutrumukk said. \"An' yeah, I followed even though I coulda jus' left. But that woulda meant leavin' you and the others what got sucked across to deal with whatever mess ya got sucked into after that bitch opened the portal. An' fer various reasons, I weren't all that keen on the idea. An' as fer those fuckin' knife ears-\" It was at that moment that Tsak chimed in. The interruption took the wind out of Brutrumukk's sails. And after staring at the fairy for a moment, Brutrumukk heaved a growly sigh. \"Do what ya like. I'm gonna get some rest.\" Brutrumukk said before finding a decent looking spot on the bridge and beginning to set up his bedroll."
},
{
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"value": "Zavakri's exhausted emotional state cannot handle the torrent of anger and vitriol coming towards her. She goes wide eyed, like a deer in headlights, and curls inward on herself.\n\n\"If Rirvudd were here, he wouldn't let anyone say such things to me. But he isn't. And I am. So say what you want. I deserve it, I suppose. I'll do my best to not let anyone else down or to disappoint anyone ever again.\"\n\nShe curls into a sobbing ball of sorceress."
},
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"value": "Jub the Peculiar\n\nAaaaand now everyone was shouting at each other. Any annoyance towards the human woman (or any of his companions for that matter) that had been building up within Jub melted back down and he was just left feeling exhausted. \"Yeah, I think it best we just set up camp here instead of traipsing through the swamp while we're all tired and upset,\" he said to Tsak. \"Even if you happen across some form of civilisation, it'll probably just be a weird fairy town with weird fairy rules.\" He paused, suddenly realised who he was talking before adding, \"No offense.\""
},
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"value": "Tsak Vlos\n\n\n---\n\n\n\nTsak frowned as she looked around the group, and she thought the carnie life was stressful. Slowly nodding to the grouchy bugbear, she would take to the air, flying up past the trees and took a look around for any towns or villages.\n\n7"
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"value": "G A B R I E L\n\nBoth what the bugbear said and how the poor dark skinned reacted to the whole situation was a real punch in the gut for the likes of himself, it was bad enough to see that their argument had hurt her but the fact that Gabriel hadn't helped matters made the half-elf feel poorly about his words. \n\nBrutrumukk while his words might have been harsh were also right in a way, the bugbear just did what he thought was right to do \"Oh gods, I...\" Gabriel looked from the bugbear to the woman crying on the ground \"I...I am so sorry.\" all the anger fell away replaced by worry, his brow knitted together as he knelt by Zavakri \"Look Brut...You just did what you did and I understand that,\" he sighed \"You did what you thought was right and I don't blame you for that.\""
},
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"value": "Jub the Peculiar\n\n\"Aaaaaand she flew off anyway,\" said Jub as he watched Tsak head upwards into the trees. He then looked over at his group, shaking his head slightly. \"I think I'm going to start crying now,\" he muttered as he watched Gabriel try and comfort the sobbing woman. With a sigh and a slight shake of his head, he started rifling through his stuff in search of his sleeping bag and other assorted camping gear. It was clear that no reasonable conversation was likely to occurr while everyone was sleep-deprived."
},
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"value": "Tsak Vlos\n\n\n---\n\n\n\nTsak spent a bit of time in the air, taking in their surroundings while calming herself down. She knew what she was getting into, yes, a less... conflicted group of adventures may have been better, but at least Rory was chill. Taking a deep breath, the fairy would fly down to the others before finding a branch to sit on, \"Sooo... I know I'm new, to all this, but, umm... is it normal for an adventuring group to be this loud and boisterous? Or is it just this group?\" Tsak would look at the group, between the bigoted goblin, arguing bugbear and bard, then the slightly unhinged human lady who's name she never learned, she was fairly concerned about her current situation."
},
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"from": "gpt",
"value": "Hither\nQueen's Way\n\nThe sky begins to darken slowly as everyone realizes how tired they are, the twilit sky becoming night as the discussions and arguments continue. When Zavakri begins crying, the party would feel rain begin to fall on them. The rain is not heavy enough to seriously drench the party and prevent them from going to sleep, but it is enough to really compound the feelings of sadness and melancholy that are now present in the group. The rain will not let up until the party calms down and recovers from this sadness. \n\nAs Brutrumukk leaves to go find a place to rest, he notices that there is now a nearby stone that has a frowning face made of cracks in the stone. Zavakri notices, as she curls in on herself, that there are thorns growing next to her that weren't there before. \n\nIn the middle of their rest, Aurora sees something during her watch or after her 4 hours of rest. \n\nIn the distant sky, she spots a great balloon made of patchwork material. It spins out of control as though punctured, causing the wicker basket that hangs from it to swing wildly. She can hear the distant sound of screaming coming from it. The balloon plunges out of sight, disappearing into the fog approximately a mile away.\n\nThe rest passes by quietly for the party. When they wake, they will be well rested and ready for this swamp and its unknown dangers."
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"value": "Brutrumukk\n\nA smirk of cruel satisfaction settled on Brutrumukk's features as Zavakri broke down in the face of overwhelming hostility. As the bugbear finished setting up his bedroll, Brutrumukk pulled out his waterskin and took a sip from it, pretending that the water was in fact Zavakri's tears. When he noticed a nearby stone frowning at him, Brutrumukk's smirk unrepentantly grew. Normally, he had to keep his evil urges in check so that he remained on positive enough terms with the locals that they continued leaving offerings at the Snoring Stone rather than driving him away with pitchforks and torches. But here? So long as he didn't piss off the adventurers he was traveling with, all the locals could do here was frown at him, unable to do anything to actually stop him. That was probably going to change at some point, but for now, he intended to enjoy it while it lasted. Brutrumukk lay down on his bedroll, shut his eyes, and allowed the sweet lullaby of Zavakri's sobbing to send him off to sleep.\n\nWhen Brutrumukk awoke well rested and actually ready for whatever nonsense he'd been roped into, he ate some rations for his breakfast as he waited for the others to wake up. When everyone was awake, Brutrumukk remembered the parting words of the Misters and decided to bring it up. \"Oi oi, any o' you lot know what alley corn is?\" Brutrumukk asked. \"Before I followed you lot through the mirror, Fatso an' Ponce mentioned somethin' about alley corn an' some other confusin' stuff.\""
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"value": "Aurora\n\nAfter helping Jub up and watching the rest of the group snap at each other, Rory found a spot on the causeway away from the group a bit. She needed a few minutes to process the sudden appearance of the vines by the human woman, and the frowning cracked rock by Brutrumukk. \"Gabe you might want to move away from that spot. A small piece of the causeway broke there.\" she contemplated on the sudden changing of the environment near these three. \"We are not in Faerun anymore. In fact I think we are on a separate plane of existence...\" She muttered to herself while setting up her bedroll.\n\nWhen Tsak arrived back, asking if it was normal for adventuring groups to argue like this, Aurora turned to face towards her. \"Normally such groups don't form this way. Not in my brief experience anyway. Better get some rest. We are far from home and it may be sometime before we get back.\n\nThe next morning came soon enough and Aurora felt better rested. It had been a mostly quiet night except for the ballon. That was strange but it may be something to look into. An alicorn? What would an alicorn have to do with what we are here for?"
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"value": "\"Well, Jub, my good er...Associate.\" Zavakri begins through a mouthful of roast-snake. \"We've got three rules.\" She swallows thickly and wipes at her mouth with the hem of her cloak, before proceeding.\n\n\"Hospitality. Let us think about this for a moment; if this Archfey possesses Ownership of this Realm, then it falls under the implication that someone who resides within this Realm calls it Home. This makes us, depending on perspective, interlopers, guests, visitors, or invaders in their lands. I'm going to be generous and refer to us as Guests or Visitors. In which case, sharing in the food of the realm is simply a rule of Hospitality.\"\n\nShe takes another bite, grease dripping down her chin and making her visibly twinge as she scrubs at her face again.\n\n\"Ownership. By several points of view, we now have ownership of this..er...meal. Brutrumukk earned it in...Er...A hunt, so to speak. Alternatively it just happens to be in our possession- which according to the Flaming Fist, is pretty much all you need to call it yours. So by my reckoning, either way, we collectively Own this meal. It's ours, and I'm sure gonna eat it.\"\n\nShe pauses to more delicately gnaw along her meal, before discarding the last bits of char and skin. She dusts off her fingers on her cloak meticulously.\n\n\"Then Reciprocity. Usually this is a beneficial thing, but I'll be honest with you- those giant snakes tried to eat us, so as far as I'm concerned that extended the privilege right back in our favor. Now, in fairness, if something a little more sentient-displaying tried to eat me I'd politely refuse that shared right of consumption- but freshly grilled snake like this? Now that beats Amnian Alley Corn any day.\""
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"value": "G A B R I E L\n\nGabriel had silently listened as he sat fireside, his eyes flickered from the reflected light of the open flame while he ran an old kerchief up and down the length of his weapon. \n\nAs Talavar spoke, the half-elf glanced up once in a while with a question in his eyes yet he did not wish to interrupt as it would be rude. So he listened and cleaned the filth from his weapon, humming an indistinguishable tune and thought:\n\n'Hmph this jerky is rather stale.'"
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"value": "Hither\nSlanty Tower\n\nSir Talavar answered Brutrumukk first, \"From what I remember of the tales here, it used to be that Zybilna would come and punish the malicious rule breakers herself. But now that she's indisposed, it would be like back home: The elements themselves or the fae magic itself would take form and punish any who broke the rules,\" \n\nWhen Jub asked about the rules, Sir Talavar answered him after Zavakri explained her thoughts on the rules, \"Aye, the Hourglass Coven sees everything in Prismeer as belonging to them. It used to be that Zybilna was fair: Anything that you owned was yours. If you needed to find food, it would appear before you for you to have, so you would be fine picking berries. As long as you didn't steal anything from another person, you would be fine,\""
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"value": "Jub the Peculiar\n\nJub was only really half-listening as Zavakri attempted to make sense of Prismeer's rules, and started to wonder if, instead of Aurora like he had earlier guessed, the human woman was in fact an archfey in disguise. It would certainly explain her numerous eccentricities. \n\nAt Talavar's response, however, the goblin returned his focus to the conversation, and something about the small dragon's words must have disturbed him because a particularly large and chewy lump of snake meat got stuck in Jub's throat as he had to take a moment to cough and splutter as he tried to swallow it down. Once he was done, he looked back at Talavar. \"Sorry, sorry, I just... really didn't like your use of past tense just now,\" he said between coughs."
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"value": "Brutrumukk\n\nBrutrumukk listened to Sir Talavar as the faerie dragon answered the question. Just as the bugbear drew breath to ask another question though, Jub began choking on his food. \"Oi. Oi! Don't you go chokin' to death on my food. I know I ain't the best at cookin' but I also know I ain't that bad at it.\" Brutrumukk said as he moved over to Jub and gave the goblin a few firm pats on the back to help dislodge the snake chunk.\n\n\"Sorry, sorry, I just... really didn't like your use of past tense just now,\" Jub told Talavar once the blockage was clear.\n\n\"What d'you mean by that?\" Brutrumukk asked."
},
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"value": "Jub the Peculiar\n\n\"Thank you,\" Jub said to Brutrumukk, even as he began to rub his own back to make sure his bugbear companion hadn't done any damage in his attempts to help. After a moment, he surmised he might have a bruise there tomorrow, but that was still far preferrable to joking to death.\n\n\"Past tense: a use of language donoting that something happened at an earlier point of time,\" the goblin explained. \"Basically, he's implying that while this Zybilna would have been okay with us foraging and hunting in her lands, this Hourglass Covern likely won't.\""
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"value": "Brutrumukk\n\n\"Past tense: a use of language denoting that something happened at an earlier point of time,\" Jub explained. \n\n\"Yeah, I know that bit.\" Brutrumukk said while making a 'get on with it' motion with one hand. \"But why didn't you like the tiny dragon usin' it jus' now?\"\n\n\"Basically, he's implying that while this Zybilna would have been okay with us foraging and hunting in her lands, this Hourglass Coven likely won't.\" Jub finished.\n\n\"Oh.\" Brutrumukk said thoughtfully. \"Well seein' 'ow we jus' killed two snakes, ate one of 'em, an' no magical shenanigans 'ave turned up to get us back fer that, I think we're fine on that front... 'Ang on.\" Brutrumukk then turned to Sir Talavar and asked a question. \"If these 'ags stole this place from this Sip-Ill-Nah lady you mentioned, why 'aven't the magical shenanigans come after the 'ags?\""
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"value": "Aurora \n\nRory looked up at both Jub and Brut discussing the potential issue of the land punishing the group for stealing from the hags. As the small dragon had mentioned the hags viewed everything in Prismir as theirs, though the elf was not sure how that may extend to the inhabitants of the land. \n\n\"Would these living things be the property of the hags? I do not think that is the case Jub. If it were just by simply being here long enough you may end up as their property.\" She paused to take another bit of the snake wiping the grease off with a small piece of cloth. \"Now I will warn you that there is a potential that we could end up in some strange bargin do to the rule of reciprocity. Some Fey can see the giving of gifts as means to making a contract. If these hags believe in this rule so much, they could try to use it to put us in a poor position.\""
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"value": "Hither\nSlanty Tower\n\nSir Talavar agrees with Aurora first, \"Lady Aurora is correct. Living beings aren't normally considered as possessions. But, they might be considered as subjects under their reign,\"\n\nHe nods in agreement at her words warning of the gifts from the Fey.\n\nHe then looks to Brutrumukk and answers his question, \"As for your question, Sir, It might be because either the Coven know how to protect themselves from such magic, or the Retribution of this Fey Realm is winding itself up into a powerful wallop, so to speak,\""
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"value": "Brutrumukk\n\n\"Well if it's the second thing, I 'ope I'm there to see the wallop when it 'appens. Sounds like it'd be fun to watch.\" Brutrumukk said when Sir Talavar was done talking. \"Either way, we've been sittin' around fer about an hour now. I'd say it's time we got movin'.\" With that said, Brutrumukk finished his meal and began to tidy away his things in preparation for the journey to Telemy Hill. \"You said some goblin what lives on some 'ill can open yer cage, yeah?\" Brutrumukk said to Sir Talavar as he worked. \"What makes you so sure she can, does she work for the 'ags as some sort o' magical cage maker or somethin' like that?\""
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"value": "Hither\nSlanty Tower\n\nSir Talavar nodded at Brutrumukk's first question before answering his next one about the goblin in question \"Certainly not. From what I have heard, Jingle Jangle is a victim of Bavlorna Blightstraw's. I do not know why, but she collects keys. If anyone has the key to this cage, it would be her! I can guide you to Telemy Hill if you are ready,\""
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"value": "G A B R I E L\n\n\"I know all but folktales and fanciful myths, of the Fey and Feywild.\" the half-elf said, finished wiping the detritus from his the sharp of the rapier that he hung at his belt \"But forgive me for being blunt when I say, you must be in this cage for a reason.\" Gabriel looked at the cage with furrowed brow, his attention while not all there the half-elf had been half listening as the day had been exhausting \"Or...Did you already explain that? Goodness, if so I certainly have egg on my face.\" Gabriel chuckled softly.\n\n\"Well, regardless of the if's and when's or how's...I'd be hardpressed to not lift a finger and help a fellow man...Erm or dragon.\" correcting himself with a not-so-subtle cough into his hand, Gabriel wondered if the small dragon considered himself man or beast but kept the musing to himself.\n\n\"I just hope this odd feeling I keep getting will go away...\" Gabriel said offhandedly, more speaking to himself but loud enough that his companions heard his worried tone \"Gods forbid I find a skeleton clutching a set of dice in this bloody swamp.\" he muttered looking into the campfire with a hand resting under his chin."
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"value": "Hither\nRandom Encounter 2\n\nThe party, now rested and recovered from their fight with the serpents, continue on their journey through the Fey Realm, with a new friend in tow and new information brought to light.\n\nAs they continue to move through the swamps, they notice the tide slowly rising. Thankfully, the group can use Brutrumukk's raft to navigate the waters without having to swim. The only issue? They find that they need a ten foot pole or a similar tool to push the raft along the waters. \n\nUpon learning this fact, the group also notice that they can hear the sound of rushing water in the distance. \n\nThe swamps are now at High Tide!\n\nDepth. The water's depth is 5 feet. Creatures that don't have a swimming speed move at half speed through the water.\nVisibility. Visibility underwater is 10 feet."
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"value": "Brutrumukk\n\n\"Guess that take care o' puttin' out the fire.\" Brutrumukk said as the tide came in. \"Everybody on the raft!\" Once everyone was on the raft, Brutrumukk took one of the stilts out of the stilt pant he got from the Witchlight Carnival for use as an oar. But just as he was about to start rowing, the sound of rushing water met Brutrumukk's ears. \"Er... booyagh?\" Brutrumukk asked nervously as he set the makeshift oar down on the raft and lifted the goblin into the air. \"Don't suppose you can see what's makin' that noise from up there?\"\n\nIt's the ciiircle of liiiiiife!"
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"value": "Jub the Peculiar\n\nAs the group was finishing up their meal and getting ready to continue on, Jub looked over to Gabriel. \"So, these dice you lost,\" he began. \"Are they like really expensive, fancy dice or do they just have sentimental value?\" He quickly added, \"I'm not making fun of you or anything, my good fellow , but it does seem odd how... whatever it was that stole from us all chose its target. I lose the ability to keep a secret, Miss Aurora here lost a ring and a letter which no doubt had high value, several individuals lost family members... and you lost dice. It does seem a very picky-choosy sort of thief, does it not? Like how does it decide- WHOA!\" He didn't get to finish that thought because Brutrumukk suddenly picked him up and hoisted him up into the air, saying something about a strange noise and asking Jub to see if he could find the source. \"You know, you really need to start warning me before you do that!\" he said as he began to scan his surroundings for anything particularly out of place.\n\nSo I got some bad news...\nPerception check = 6\nPerception check advantage = 9 \nYeah, Jub can't see shit."
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"value": "Aurora\n\nAurora had clambered onto the raft sitting near the middle. Hearing the sound that the others were hearing drew her attention away from cleaning her boots. She stood up and went to the front of the raft as Jub mentioned he could not see anything as there was a tree blocking his view. \"There appears to be a well gushing water up. It's on a small bit of land still aways down.\" She turned and looked up to Jub. \"You might be onto something Jub. Most of these things that were taken don't exactly have a physical value. Zavakri would an hag or other being from the fey be interested in such things?\""
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"value": "Hither\nTelemy Hill\n\nMuch to Gabriel's, Brutrumukk's, and Jub's surprise, they didn't have to travel far from the group to forage. They found gourds that looked like plump dragons. After Brutrumukk ate the innards of one of those gourds, he immediately looks refreshed. Did his fur/hair get glossier?\n\nThe path Brutrumukk pointed out is a narrow game trail. As the group follows this path, they would hear rustling, and other sounds of movement. \n\nBefore they can look around, they eventually find three huge trees blocking the path. They look at the group, and upon seeing Jub, the trees proceeded to move. Each one of their boughs move as they perform a bow to Jub, their bark creaking as they move somewhat awkwardly. Apparently it is difficult for a tree to bow...\n\nOne of the trees speaks to the group in a low rumbling voice, and addressing Jub as the leader of sorts, \n\n\"Your Excellency, Witchlight Monarch! We welcome you and your entourage to Telemy Hill. How long will you be staying?\""
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"value": "Brutrumukk\n\nBrutrumukk blinked in surprise as the very trees themselves came alive, moved, and even spoke. \"Nine bleedin' 'Ells\" Brutrumukk then said as the trees all bowed and hailed Jub as the Witchlight Monarch. Brutrumukk then looked to the little goblin seated on his big shoulder. \"Word sure travels fast 'round 'ere don't it?\""
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"value": "Jub the Peculiar\n\nJub had instinctively tensed up when the trees started moving, as if anticipating yet another fight. However, when the trees instead bowed to him, all he could do for a few moments was blink in surprise with an expression akin to a startled rabbit. It was only when Brutrumukk spoke that the goblin able to regain his composure.\n\n\"It sure does,\" he muttered in response to the bugbear. He spoke again, this time louder so the trees could hear him and with a dramatic flourish he usually applied to his street performances. \"Erm, it is I! The Witchlight Monarch! Me and my cohorts will likely not be staying long but... erm...\" He glanced towards Brutrumukk and Gabriel, with a look that showed he had no idea what he was doing or where he was going with this. \"If you would like to show us around this, err, place or point us to any places of interest, that would be most, err, gratifying.\""
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"value": "G A B R I E L\n\nDeadpan, as the half-elf slipped the oddly shaped gourd away he turned his head slowly to the short goblin the trees called 'Excellency' . Gabriel's expression was a mix of surprise and amusement, his brow was raised as to say 'Yes what is your command your excellency?' as Jub looked between Gabriel and Brutrumukk with confusion \"Oh a mighty fine request your Excellency.\" Gabe chuckled, giving the goblin a pat on the back.\n\n\"So then your royal majesty,\" kneeling next to his companion, Gabe rested his hand on Jub's shoulder looking at his small friend with a smirk \"What shall we call ourselves? Your stewards? Or heralds? Sworn to protect the life of our king.\" he gave Jub's shoulder a squeeze before standing with a reassuring smile.\n\n\"Oh, I jape of course but really the best question is how do these trees know you Jub?\" Gabriel glanced towards the trees as he said so, he wondered if the trees knew who Jub was then it might mean others could recognize the one crowned as Witchlight's monarch. For better or worse this could be as much a blessing as a curse if the wrong type of attention was brought to them, he couldn't be too careful. They weren't in Faerun anymore after all."
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"value": "Aurora\n\nAurora looked at the trio as the headed off in a direction that only their noses could lead them. A glance back at raft to Zavakri, who was next to Bob the snail, and the newly acquainted companions. All seemed rather distant and quite. \"I suppose those of us who are going ought to start for the cave then.\" The elf stated rather irritated that the others took off with little care about trying to free Talarvar. She went to grab the cage to start to lift it. The awkward shape of the cage caused her to pause for a moment.\n\nWith a shrug, Aurora dropped her pack to the deck of the boat, taking some of her rations, the rope from it, and a small leather roll that had he thieves tools. Now that she had most of what she would need, the elf started to fasten a crude harness to the cage so she could carry it on her side or back as needed and keep her hands free incase of trouble or needing to climb.\n\n\"I apologize now if this ends up being a rather uncomfortable trip for you Sir Talavar. I do not think the others will be joining us until they've had their fill of whatever they have found. I will never claim to be the strongest person but at least this way I can carry you with relative ease.\" Rory said as she started up the winding path to the keyhole shaped at the top of the hill. \"Perhaps to pass the time you can tell me more about yourself or Prismir?.\" \n\nA bit of the way up the hill Rory spotted Brutrumukk, Gabriel, and Jub. The trio seemed to have been stopped by several trees. In an attempt to try to pass by unnoticed, Rory slipped off path moving along as if she had not seen them. That would have worked had she stepped further off the path and not tread on the roots of one of the three trees. Immediately the tree started to inquire if Aurora was with the Witchlight Monarch. \"I have been traveling with Jub recently, though I do not know if we are heading the same way at this time.\" She states as she looks over to Jub to confirm this with the trees."
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"value": "Hither\nTelemy Hill\n\nThe trees look to each other somewhat confused by Jub's request. One of the trees usher Aurora to the rest of the group after she told them that she was with them, while the trees answer the goblin, \"I'm afraid we're just a humble hill, Milord. There isn't much to us. Our friend, Jingle Jangle, does live here though,\" Because of the tree, Talavar was not able to answer Aurora at all, and could only pout a bit. \n\nThen Gabriel asked his question, and the trees answered him, their voices creaking and groaning, \"We can sense the charm upon him. Everyone in Prismeer can sense it on any visitor who earned the charm. After all, the Witchlight Monarch is a respected title. While not as high of a title as the Queen's, it is certainly worthy of nobility here,\""
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"value": "Brutrumukk\n\n\"You know a Queen?\" Brutrumukk asked at the mention of a Queen. \"Is she the Doormat Queen? Some clowns at the Carnival asked us to come free the Doormat Queen. That, an' find the alley corn. D'you lot know where we can find the alley corn or 'ow we could free the Doormat Queen?\""
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"value": "Jub the Peculiar\n\nAt the tree's explanation of how they were able to recognise him, Jub looked a little pale. As much as he enjoyed being the center of attention, he wasn't sure he fancied the idea of any fey creature being able to recognise him. It took a great deal of restraint for the goblin not to pull his hood over his head. \n\nInstead, Jub turned his attention to what Brutrumukk had just said. \"Dormant,\" he corrected. \"It means 'inactive' or 'sleeping'.\" He turned looked back to the trees. \"But yes. That. If you know anything about a Dormant Queen, could you please tell us? And if not, would you be able to direct us to Jingle Jangle? We need her help with something.\""
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"value": "\"Dormant? Perhaps these trees could tell us how the Queen became that way, and it might lend some help in finding a way to release them. Erm, trees? I can hardly believe this is happening, but I'd hope you can lend us some aid. Do you know the story of the Dormant Queen?\" \n\nDormant Queen, Dormant Queen. Hmm, could I have read about that somewhere?\n\n(Insight check?)"
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"value": "Aurora\n\nAs Jub mentioned to the trees that they were seeking the help of Jingle Jangle, Aurora shifted the cage around to display the trapped Sir Talavar. \" Sir Talavar here is stuck in this cage. He had told us Jingle Jangle may perhaps have a key to this cage.\"\n\nWhen Halander asked about the dormant queen, the elf turned to let him know what the rest of the group had learned earlier from Sir Talavar. \"Unless there is information we are missing, The Dormant Queen is Zybilna. She is currently trapped by the Hourglass Coven and her rule over this domain had been split between the three hags. Though anymore information of her exact where abouts would be appreciated.\" She finished looking to the trees."
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"value": "Hither\nTelemy Hill\n\nThe trees looked at each other confused over the questions regarding Zybilna. They were especially confused over Brutrumukk's questions, but thankfully, Jub and Aurora clarified them. They were glad that Aurora was able to answer Halendar's questions. The knightly faerie dragon answered Aurora's question after he explanation, after he clears his throat, \"Milady Aurora? It's as I mentioned before: She's trapped in her palace,\"\n\nThe trees next answered Jub's request, clearly happy to help, \"Of course, Your Highness. Just follow the road and you'll reach her home!\"\n\nThe trees then move, proceeding to shepherd the party up the hill and towards the keyhole shaped cavern entrance. The trees do not follow the party into the cave when they enter inside.\n\n\n\n---\n\n\n\nWorn stone steps lead down into what feels like a cellar. It's chilly in here, and you detect a subtle scent of iron in the air. From a distant spot within the chamber, sputtering candles illuminate a multitude of keys dangling from taut strings that crisscross the walls. Hundreds of other keys lie strewn across the dirt floor.\n\nAs you take in the scene, you hear the sound of keys jingling as a goblin emerges from the dimness. She wears a coat lined with metal keys and carries a flail that has padlocks for heads. She manages a faint smile and says, \"Hello! How might Jingle Jangle unlock a bit of happiness in your lives today?\""
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"value": "Brutrumukk\n\nWhen Jingle Jangle was done introducing herself, Brutrumukk took Sir Talavar's cage from whoever was holding it and approached the key hoarding goblin. \"I want this cage opened.\" Brutrumukk said in goblin. \"The little dragon inside says you 'ave the key.\" With that said, the bugbear held the cage out expectantly."
},
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"from": "human",
"value": "Hither\nTelemy Hill\n\nJingle Jangle blinks at the cage that was shoved towards her, and after Brutrumukk said he wanted the cage opened, she remained silent for a good moment. She silently raised an index finger as though to tell him to wait a moment.\n\nShe proceeded to move and dig through her collection of keys on the ground, before finally pulling a small silver key out off from the ground. She gave Brutrumukk and the rest of the party a faint smile again before handing the key over, \"Better you should have it than those long-eared brigands. First they stole Jingle Jangle's truffles. Next, they'll want Jingle Jangle's keys,\" \n\nAs though to accentuate her words, her stomach rumbles loudly in the cave. She looked away embarrassed."
},
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"from": "gpt",
"value": "Brutrumukk\n\nBrutrumukk accepted the key with a grunt of gratitude. Paying no heed to the goblin's words or rumbling stomach, Brutrumukk unlocked the cage and opened the door. \"There you go. One unlocked cage. Courtesy o' the Spirit o' the Snorin' Stone.\" Brutrumukk said to Sir Talavar in common, before dropping the key and holding his hand out expectantly once more. \"That'll be one blessed sword.\""
},
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"from": "human",
"value": "Jub the Peculiar\n\nJub was glad that Brutrumukk took iniative on the conversation with Jingle Jangle. Giving the wizard's previous experiences with his own kind, he wasn't really sure how to approach this. She seemed harmless enough, though the fact she had given up the key without so much as asking for anything in return was suspicious. He glanced over at Aurora. \"Why didn't she ask for anything in return? I thought there was a rule of reciprocity around here,\" he quietly muttered to the elf. \"This just seems a little too easy, don't you think?\""
},
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"from": "gpt",
"value": "Aurora\n\nThe manner in which Brutrumukk had taken the cage from Aurora had left her in a briefly stunned state. She knew she couldn't have kept as firm a grip on it but the lack of even asking for it to be handed over baffled her. At least until she recalled some of the prior interactions the bugbear had with others. \n\nJub's question brought the elf's attention back to the present and bringing the matter that nothing was asked in exchange for the cage being opened. \"There is a rule of reciprocity though I am unsure of why Jingle has not out right asked for anythingin return. That does make this seem way to easy. \" \n\nAurora stepped forward with some of her rations that she had brought with her and offered them to Jingle Jangle. \"It's not truffles but I have plenty of extra food if you want these.\""
}
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"value": "Brutrumukk\n\n\"I suppose yer right.\" Brutrumukk said thoughtfully, having also been forced to adapt to a change in lifestyle after his old gang was destroyed by adventurers. \"Though I'm not sure 'ow forgettin' yer god an' yer tongue would 'elp you get by. Even in a place as weird as this.\" After a moment, Brutrumukk felt the fur on the shoulder carrying Jub begin to dampen. He turned to look at Jub and saw the goblin sweating bullets. \"Uh... booyagh?\" Brutrumukk asked in mild concern. \"Is somethin' wrong?\""
},
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"from": "gpt",
"value": "Jub the Peculiar\n\n\"There's a possibility, my good fellow, that she hasn't forgotten the name of her god,\" Jub said. \"But instead that she never knew it. She might have been born here, brought up worshipping whatever gods exist in the Feywild. Fey gods? Archfey? He shrugged. \"I don't know. There probably are a bunch o' goblins who were born outside the tribe and... don't worship the goblin gods or even know about them.\" He waved off Brutrumukk's concern. \"I'm fine, just... this place is weird. And there's possibility we might not be leaving anytime soon.\" He gave a small, nervous laugh. \"Just be prepared that we might start going a bit loopy ourselves.\""
},
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"from": "human",
"value": "G A B R I E L\n\nThe half elf watched as Brutrumukk and Jub abruptly made their way out of the small cave, he wasn't quite sure what he had been saying but knowing Brutrumukk it was probably something crude by human standards.\n\n\"Ah, well it seems we must be off.\" he said, breaking the momentary silence that followed both goblins departure \"On behalf of our merry band I thank you, hopefully this Clapperclaw might be able to point us in the right direction.\" 'to a tavern if these fey had them' the bard thought wistfully to himself before dusting off his knees and standing.\n\n\"And, worry not about our two rather unique friends...We'll keep an eye on them right Rory?\" he more-or-less jerked his head in the direction the two goblinoids had gone in a 'lets make sure they haven't left without us' kind of way.\n\nWith that Gabe turned, bowing slightly to Jingle Jangle as he casually yet hurriedly made his way put the cave to follow Brutrumukk and Jub."
},
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"from": "gpt",
"value": "Aurora\n\nAurora was surprised by the angry outburst from Brutrumukk. She had not expected that he would be so offended by the fact the Jingle didn't know what he was talking about. Even Aurora was not sure what he was talking about with Khurg. When Gabriel spoke up and apologized for the outburst, Rory nodded in agreement. \"We will do our best to shake down these bandits and see to return what was stolen. At least for those that we can. Thank you for your help Jingle Jangle.\" \n\nThe elf turned and left the small cave and followed Gabe down to the raft hurrying after catching the meaning of his gesture. \"I don't think Jub or Zavakri will let him leave without use right away. Though I think you are right to not delay, divines knows how long before he decides to take off.\""
},
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"from": "human",
"value": "Hither\nTelemy Hill\n\nWhen Jub and Brutrumukk left the cave they were left alone. In contrast, when Aurora and Gabriel left the cave, the trees moved to surround the both of them. In true Feywild peculiarity, the trees begin dancing around both bard and rogue! \n\nAfter the both of them finished dancing, one of the trees approaches them and hands them an iron key! \n\n\"Thank you for cheering Jingle Jangle up and giving her food! She dropped this in the dirt. We believe that you will need this key,\"\n\nThey do not explain on why the key is needed further, and let the party continue on their way. \n\n\n\n---\n\n\n\nHither\nRandom Encounter 3\n\nAs the party continues on their travels, the swamp tide lowers to the point where they don't need the raft as much. However, they do come across something.\n\nSomething that Gabriel has been longing for...\n\nThe more perceptive members of the party hear the sound of squelching, as though numerous pairs of feet were marching in the swamp nearby. It seems to be heading towards them...!\n\nTheir paths meet! There are indeed numerous pairs of feet marching in the swamp, but not in the way anyone would expect.\n\nThese feet are attached to the bottom of a building! This building is a squat, three-story structure with a slate-shingled roof and worm-eaten wood walls. Dozens of tiny orbs of pale light buzz about the exterior like flies. The structure rocks and heaves while in motion.\n\nAs the building passes by the party, they catch the smell of hearty stew wafting from its open windows and see smoke rising in cottony puffs from its stone chimney.\n\nAs soon as the inn is close enough to the party, the feet stop and the building lowers itself to the ground so people can enter. \n\nWhat does the party do?"
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"value": "Brutrumukk\n\nOnce everyone was back on the raft, Brutrumukk picked a direction at random and rowed that way until the water level dropped back down to a depth where the raft was no longer needed. Hefting the raft on the shoulder he wasn't carrying Jub on and putting the stilt he'd been using as an oar back in the stilt pants, Brutrumukk then led the way in yet another randomly selected direction until the sound of squelching feet met his ears and the scent of delicious stew met his nose. As the walking inn came into view, Brutrumukk nodded at the sight. \"Yeah, that makes sense.\" The bugbear stated. \"Or at least whatever the fuck this place likes to call 'sense' even though it clearly isn't... Either way, I like the smell o' what they got cookin' in there. Let's go 'ave a look-see.\" With that said, Brutrumukk walked up to the building as it lowered itself down, kicked open the door, and walked inside. \"Oi oi!\" Brutrumukk called out in greeting. \"What smells so tasty in 'ere an' where can I get some?\""
},
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"from": "human",
"value": "Jub the Peculiar\n\nJub was still stewing over the encounter with Jingle Jangle and Brutrumukk's violent - and uncomfortably familiar - reaction to her when the house approached. He raised his head, looking at the building, then at the feet, then back up at the building. \"You know, you'd think after a day of being here, I'd become numb to all the weird shit,\" Jub said. \"But no. Just when I think I've seen the weirdest this place has to offer, something literally comes round the corner that dares to be weirder.\" He gave a loud sigh. \"This place is exhausting.\" When Brutrumukk started to walk inside, Jub was inevitability brought in along with him as he was perched on the bugbear's shoulder. \"Oh I guess we're going in, sure, okay, fine,\" Jub said as he threw up his hands in exasperation. \"March straight into the spooky leg house. What could go wrong?\""
},
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"value": "Hither\nThe Inn at the End of the Road\n\nBrutrumukk finds that entering the inn with the raft in tow is nearly impossible. He would need to leave that item outside. Upon entering the weird building, they find that the interior seems to be like that of any other tavern. The only difference the party can notice is this tavern interior is decorated with vibrant and beautiful flowers not typically found in a swamp. \n\nThere is an elderly human woman wearing druidic vestments standing behind the bar. She gives the adventurers who enter a warm smile and she greets them kindly, \"Ah, Guests! It's been a long time since I've had patrons come by! Welcome to the Inn at the End of the Road,\"\n\n\"You are welcome to have some stew, and even a few slices of plum pie I baked just today! You are also welcome to stay and rest. There are beds that you can sleep in upstairs,\"\n\nThat's right! With this encounter, you guys can take a long rest!"
},
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"value": "G A B R I E L\nA twinkle in his eye returned, as his senses were greeted by the smell of stew he didn't need to guess that the building was some sort of inn which could only mean...\n\nThank Corellon, the gods that be have heard my prayers! Gabriel didn't even wait for the rest of the party, leaping from the boat causing it to rock as he practically sprinted through knee deep swamp water soaking his trousers as he waded like his life depended upon it towards the inn.\n\nSoaking wet, panting from loss of breath the bard stumbled over to wherever the bar was or whatever looked most like a counter, he really couldn't tell it was all blurry.\n\n\"My good woman, please and I beg you please tell me you have any ...\" he heaved heavy breaths as he tried to get it together \"And I mean any alcohol, by the gods I need a drink after the day this had been.\""
},
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"value": "Hither\nThe Inn at the End of the Road\n\nThe elderly innkeeper looks to Gabriel and she apologizes as she gives a disappointing answer, \"I'm sorry, young man. I wish I did have some drink to offer you. But Slack-Jawed Lorna-\" The last three words were spoken bitterly before the old woman takes a moment to spit at the floor off to her side and away from the party. She continues from where she left off, \"She had her minions take every single drop I had to offer,\"\n\nShe sighed and she sighs \"In Zybilna's time, this inn was the talk of Prismeer,\""
},
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"from": "human",
"value": "G A B R I E L\nThe twinkle in his eye disappeared, replaced by a slight twitch either from becoming slightly neurotic or slightly annoyed either way he was tired and out of breath, so madness wasn't that farfetched.\n\nOnce the old crone finished, and spat on the floor like she cursed the very name she spoke a manic laugh escaped the bards mouth, there was a tear in his eye that he wiped away. He wanted to scream to the heavens and curse the gods, however his mind latched onto the name Slack-Jawed Lorna.\n\nTaking a moment to collect himself, and keep himself from weeping uncontrollably Gabriel spoke up after taking a deep breath \"So you say some brigands up and lifted all your precious liquor?\" although he had just met this old crone, and for all he knew she could be a man eating crone but all he cared about was getting a gods damned drink in this fucking shit hole of a swamp.\n\n\"My good woman, please tell me more of this Lorna. To take is very odd knowing what so far I know of the goings on in Prismeer.\" oh he would love nothing more than to meet this Lorna and run her through with his rapier at that moment if it meant having something to drink. He was getting tired of running around a swamp without having some sort of buzz other than the buzz of mosquitoes."
},
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"value": "Hither\nThe Inn at the End of the Road\n\nThe innkeeper raises an eyebrow at Gabriel's request, and she asked him, \"Slack-Jawed Lorna? You know, Bavlorna Blightstraw?\" She takes a moment to spit to the side twice upon saying the hag's name twice. \n\nShe continues, \"She never leaves her cottage in Downfall? Caused this whole region to be a flooded swamp in the first place?\"\n\nShe then asked curiously, \"Why do you ask?\""
},
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"from": "human",
"value": "G A B R I E L\nBavlorna-what now? a confused Gabriel shook his head, taking a moment to rub the center of his temples with one hand and the other he looked at for a brief moment enough to notice his hands were shaking. Oh by Corellon's blade... the half elves expression turned from confusion to embarrassment, realizing he made a fool of himself all for a drop of alcohol.\n\n\"Why do you ask?\" he'd blanked out for a brief moment mising a bit of what the old woman had said, peering back up at her wrinkled face looking at him with curiosity \"I'd be lying if I said noble intentions,\" Gabe told her, his tone somewhat melancholy but he breathed a sigh and offered her an apologetic smile \"My inhibitions often get the better of my judgment my fair lady, and drink is just that.\"\n\nSometimes he needed to forget the past, his life as a gutter rat, having to fight for even a morsel of food.\n\nSometimes he just wanted to forget it all, it was the reason he left Waterdeep and put so much distance between himself and the place he grew up but sometimes the memories were too much to ignore.\n\nSometimes numbing the memories were all he could do to keep the nightmares of his childhood at bay. Sometimes no matter how much he strived to live a better life, his past always haunts him.\n\n\"I'm a bit too fond of the finer things you see, things that were a rarity in my youth.\" Gabriel chuckled, his smile returning to him as he offered a hand to the innkeeper \"Gabriel, man of the sword and duelist by trade.\""
},
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"value": "Aurora\n\nThe trudge through the swampy terrain was an inconvenience but more progress would be made this way than by the raft with the water levels this low. Before she even looked towards the sound that was approaching, the smell of the stew caught her nose. The legged structure did cause her own suspicion to rise but the fact that both Gabe and Brut walked into the inn with no caution didn't leave Rory many options. She quietly walked in behind Gabe and attempted to stay slightly hidden behind Brutrumukk and Jub.\n\nAs the two went on asking their questions, and finding out Bavlorna Blightstraw had her minions take the drink from the inn. Aurora looked up towards where Jub was perched on Brutrumukk's shoulder. \"You ok Jub?\""
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"value": "G A B R I E L\nA twinkle in his eye returned, as his senses were greeted by the smell of stew he didn't need to guess that the building was some sort of inn which could only mean...\n\nThank Corellon, the gods that be have heard my prayers! Gabriel didn't even wait for the rest of the party, leaping from the boat causing it to rock as he practically sprinted through knee deep swamp water soaking his trousers as he waded like his life depended upon it towards the inn.\n\nSoaking wet, panting from loss of breath the bard stumbled over to wherever the bar was or whatever looked most like a counter, he really couldn't tell it was all blurry.\n\n\"My good woman, please and I beg you please tell me you have any ...\" he heaved heavy breaths as he tried to get it together \"And I mean any alcohol, by the gods I need a drink after the day this had been.\""
},
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"value": "Hither\nThe Inn at the End of the Road\n\nThe elderly innkeeper looks to Gabriel and she apologizes as she gives a disappointing answer, \"I'm sorry, young man. I wish I did have some drink to offer you. But Slack-Jawed Lorna-\" The last three words were spoken bitterly before the old woman takes a moment to spit at the floor off to her side and away from the party. She continues from where she left off, \"She had her minions take every single drop I had to offer,\"\n\nShe sighed and she sighs \"In Zybilna's time, this inn was the talk of Prismeer,\""
},
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"from": "human",
"value": "G A B R I E L\nThe twinkle in his eye disappeared, replaced by a slight twitch either from becoming slightly neurotic or slightly annoyed either way he was tired and out of breath, so madness wasn't that farfetched.\n\nOnce the old crone finished, and spat on the floor like she cursed the very name she spoke a manic laugh escaped the bards mouth, there was a tear in his eye that he wiped away. He wanted to scream to the heavens and curse the gods, however his mind latched onto the name Slack-Jawed Lorna.\n\nTaking a moment to collect himself, and keep himself from weeping uncontrollably Gabriel spoke up after taking a deep breath \"So you say some brigands up and lifted all your precious liquor?\" although he had just met this old crone, and for all he knew she could be a man eating crone but all he cared about was getting a gods damned drink in this fucking shit hole of a swamp.\n\n\"My good woman, please tell me more of this Lorna. To take is very odd knowing what so far I know of the goings on in Prismeer.\" oh he would love nothing more than to meet this Lorna and run her through with his rapier at that moment if it meant having something to drink. He was getting tired of running around a swamp without having some sort of buzz other than the buzz of mosquitoes."
},
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"from": "gpt",
"value": "Hither\nThe Inn at the End of the Road\n\nThe innkeeper raises an eyebrow at Gabriel's request, and she asked him, \"Slack-Jawed Lorna? You know, Bavlorna Blightstraw?\" She takes a moment to spit to the side twice upon saying the hag's name twice. \n\nShe continues, \"She never leaves her cottage in Downfall? Caused this whole region to be a flooded swamp in the first place?\"\n\nShe then asked curiously, \"Why do you ask?\""
},
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"value": "G A B R I E L\nBavlorna-what now? a confused Gabriel shook his head, taking a moment to rub the center of his temples with one hand and the other he looked at for a brief moment enough to notice his hands were shaking. Oh by Corellon's blade... the half elves expression turned from confusion to embarrassment, realizing he made a fool of himself all for a drop of alcohol.\n\n\"Why do you ask?\" he'd blanked out for a brief moment mising a bit of what the old woman had said, peering back up at her wrinkled face looking at him with curiosity \"I'd be lying if I said noble intentions,\" Gabe told her, his tone somewhat melancholy but he breathed a sigh and offered her an apologetic smile \"My inhibitions often get the better of my judgment my fair lady, and drink is just that.\"\n\nSometimes he needed to forget the past, his life as a gutter rat, having to fight for even a morsel of food.\n\nSometimes he just wanted to forget it all, it was the reason he left Waterdeep and put so much distance between himself and the place he grew up but sometimes the memories were too much to ignore.\n\nSometimes numbing the memories were all he could do to keep the nightmares of his childhood at bay. Sometimes no matter how much he strived to live a better life, his past always haunts him.\n\n\"I'm a bit too fond of the finer things you see, things that were a rarity in my youth.\" Gabriel chuckled, his smile returning to him as he offered a hand to the innkeeper \"Gabriel, man of the sword and duelist by trade.\""
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Brutrumukk\n\n\"Future plans on murderin' this beer stealin' bitch aside, I got two questions.\" Brutrumukk stated once Gabriel was done talking. \"First off, what would you be wantin' in return fer all this food an' stuff yer offerin'? An' secondly, do got anywhere we could put our raft outside? I couldn't fit through the door an' I'd rather not leave it behind it if this place starts walkin' again. We might need it later.\""
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Aurora\n\nThe trudge through the swampy terrain was an inconvenience but more progress would be made this way than by the raft with the water levels this low. Before she even looked towards the sound that was approaching, the smell of the stew caught her nose. The legged structure did cause her own suspicion to rise but the fact that both Gabe and Brut walked into the inn with no caution didn't leave Rory many options. She quietly walked in behind Gabe and attempted to stay slightly hidden behind Brutrumukk and Jub.\n\nAs the two went on asking their questions, and finding out Bavlorna Blightstraw had her minions take the drink from the inn. Aurora looked up towards where Jub was perched on Brutrumukk's shoulder. \"You ok Jub?\""
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Jub the Peculiar\n\nJub was only half-listening to the conversation between his teammates and the woman, and was somewhat startled by Aurora suddenly saying his name. \"Hmm?\" He glanced over at the elf. He was about to say he was fine, but his condition kicked in and he ended up saying, \"Well, no actually. This whole situation is very much stressing me out.\" Realising what he had just said, Jub quickly clamped one hand over his mouth. He started shaking his head and waving with his free hand as if trying to signal for everyone else to ignore him and continue on with their conversation."
},
{
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"value": "Brutrumukk\n\n\"Yeah, a pub without beer ain't the best thing in the world.\" Brutrumukk said to Jub with a nod of agreement, not understanding what his shoulder goblin's gestures meant. \"But look on the bright side. They still got food. An' it sure does smell tasty, don't it? Yeah, a pub without beer ain't the best thing in the world, but it ain't the worst thing either.\""
},
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"value": "Hither\nThe Inn at the End of the Road\n\nThe elderly innkeeper tilts her head at Gabriel as he spoke about how he appreciated the finer things in life. She answered his introduction with her own, \"My name is Tsu Harabax. Nice to meet you,\" \n\nThe innkeeper looks to Brutrumukk when he mentioned murdering the beer thief, and asked his two questions. She answered him, \"There's a rope outside to tie vehicles to the building. You can use that. As for payment? Any old trinket would normally do. But if you're going after Bavlorna Blightstraw?\"\n\nOnce again, she takes a moment to spit off to the side after saying her name, before she finishes, \"I'll consider that recompense enough,\""
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"value": "Brutrumukk\n\nBrutrumukk waited for a while to see if Jub would respond. But when the goblin simply kept his hands clamped over his mouth, Brutrumukk shrugged, made his way over to where Gabriel was recovering from an alcohol theft induced breakdown and clapped a consoling hand on the bard's shoulder. \"We'll get 'er back fer this\" Brutrumukk told Gabriel. \"An' then we'll find wherever she stashed the stuff an' drink until we drop, yeah?\" Brutrumukk then patted Gabriel on the shoulder before letting Jub down off of his. \"I'm gonna tie up the raft.\" Brutrumukk said to the two of them. \"Plate up some stew fer when I'm done, yeah?\" With that said, Brutrumukk headed outside to tie the raft to the inn."
},
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"value": "Jub the Peculiar\n\nJub breathed a small sigh of relief that neither Brutrumukk nor anyone else seemed to press him further. In fact, Brutrumukk actually took him off his shoulder and left the room for a moment to tend to the boat. Jub removed his hands from his face and loudly, and somewhat dramatically, exhaled. \"It seems we can't go anywhere without everyone talking about this hag,\" he said. He glanced over to Aurora. \"You probably have a point that we're probably going to run into her sooner rather than later.\""
},
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"value": "G A B R I E L\nGabe breathed inwardly when Brutrumukk clapped a mighty hand upon his shoulder, ahem the half-elf made his best attempt to cover with a pained laugh \"Ooph, ha..ha yeah Brut, sounds like a plan.\" with a nod he watched as the hulk of a goblinoid stepped outside before rubbing his shoulder.\n\n\"Mmph, at least it wasn't my good arm...\" he mumbled before turning back to the elderly innkeeper \"Find your largest bowl my good woman cause the big man has a big appetite.\" Gabe coyly smiled, nodding his head towards the door \"After a day of trudging through mud and..Well you get the point, a hot bowl of stew sounds pretty good right about now.\" chuckling good-naturedly the bard tapped his fingers on the counter, realizing his nails were caked with dirt and his hands were filthy.\n\n\"Good gods, look at me I'm a bloody mess. I could use a dip in a hot bowl of liquid myself!\" he added with a smile and a shake of his head."
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"value": "Aurora\n\n\"I'll take a bowel of stew as well please.\" The elf called after the innkeeper before looking to Gabe. With several practiced wave and each followed by a short incantation, Gabriel's garments began to suddenly become clean. \"I know this isn't the same but it will at least help. It's the one spell I did learn and it has been a life saver. Makes cleaning and making fires easy, as well as keeping your drink at the right temperature.\" A frown crept across her face as she started to recit all that prestidigitation could do. \"Well now I feel like a fool. I could have made those rations taste like truffles with this spell. Perhaps should we meet Jingle Jangle again I can do so if we are unable to get them real truffles.\"\n\nAurora looked over to Jub after helping Gabe. There had been lost of people talking about Bavlorna and the things she has done to those who live here in Prismir. \"Unfortunately I do believe we will have to confront her sooner than any of us would like. Well perhaps all save Brutrumukk. It does seem that many that live here have a grievance with this hag. I remember through my travels there were those who spoke of those who oppressed them, be it bandits or rulers, like many we have met spoke of Bavlorna. Though I suppose unlike prior times I am in a position that can help, at least as long as you all are with me. Who knows what may happen, by the end of this you could regain whatever it is you lost Jub.\" She paused as she considered the situation before them as well as what fate had befallen her sister. Rory hoped that Daebella was at least safe and whole. If Belle was only captured she could be rescued, or have a ransom paid. A slight shudder passed through the elf as she considered what ransom a hag would want in exchangefor a person. \"Perhaps we ought to focus on gather strength and weakening Bavlorna's. The bandits might be a good start as they answer to her.\""
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"value": "Brutrumukk\n\n\"Perhaps we ought to focus on gathering strength and weakening Bavlorna's. The bandits might be a good start as they answer to her.\" \n\n\"In that case, I best not eat too much 'ere then.\" Brutrumukk said as he returned from tying up the raft. \"We'll be needin' to save some room fer the rabbit roast I'll be makin' fer supper.\" After a moment, Brutrumukk noticed how clean Gabriel had become in the time the bugbear had spent outside. \"Wait a sec... 'Ow did you get clean so quickly?\""
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"value": "Aurora\n\nAurora looked up to Brutrumukk as she began to clean her own clothing of the swamp muck with prestidigitation. \"I help him by using a simple spell I learned decades ago. It can take awhile for large quantities of things that need to be cleaned, but it works in situations like this when means of cleaning are limited. I can help you clean your gear once I am done with mine.\" She pauses for a moment once her boots are cleaned of the muck. \"I would also like to let you that I do not agree with your intentions of eating these bandits. In all honesty I do not intend on killing them unless we have to. They are still humanoids and at least deserve a chance to redeem themselves. Besides that humanoids are not food. I know I probably cannot convince you otherwise Brutrumukk but I also want to put it out there that I will not be eating this supposed rabbit stew you plan to make from these folk.\""
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"value": "Tsak Vlos\n\n\n---\n\n\n\nTsak was absolutely shocked by all the yelling. She would have stepped in to try and calm the goblin before Light went off. Of the twenty-nine years she's lived with these people, she could not recall ever hearing Mr. Light raise his voice. Now more concerned then ever, she followed this crazed group of adventures and Burly, wondering what the fuck she got herself into. She was lost and confused as the conversation went on, up until the newer bugbear threatened to assault the misters! Stepping up besides Burly, Tsak would put her hands out placatingly, \"Oi calm down big guy, no need to get aggressive, yeah? As the big hairy man with fairy wings said, they're good people\". She would give Burly an apologetic look, just trying to lighten the mood."
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"value": "Jub the Peculiar\n\n\"Probably wouldn't- sorry,\" Jub began to speak, before realising that he was still covering his mouth with his hands. Once he'd put his hands down, he continued, \"As I was saying, it probably wouldn't work anyway. They probably have all sorts of tricky fae magicks that would make going against them difficult, if not impossible.\" He grimaced. \"Though, you do have a point... if we head into this Hall of Illusions, who knows what we'll find? One of us might end up going missing, even.\" It was at that point Jub noticed a small feathered fairy hanging around them, who eventually spoke up, reiterating that Mister Witch and Mister Light were indeed 'good people'. \"I'm sorry, but who are you?\" he asked the fairy."
},
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"value": "Miizel followed the conversation for the most part, choosing instead to stand back and listen but when Mr. Witch mentions the name Prismeer, his brows furrow. Once again, just like back at the Hall of Illusions, something tugs at the back of his mind. Something so familiar that he should be able to recognize it at first glance yet it keeps escaping him.\n\nHe idly nods and gives grunts of affirmation as the people around him talked but spends majority of the time pondering the word. That is, until the goblin's outburst. The sudden escalation in conversation snapped him back to reality just in time for Mr Light to retort just as harshly.\n\nHe was about to speak up but it seems like he was out of it for long enough as they were ushered out just as quickly as they were called in.\n\nThis time as his companions talked amongst themselves, he made sure to be attentive. \"How do you want us to get leverage? Put a bolt against their throat and make them spill the beans?\" Miizel asked, his tone implying that he was dead serious.\n\nAt the mention of the Hall of Illusions, he responded with. \"Zavakri and I had just been there but we didn't see any girl there. Well, apart from her reflection of course. But something did feel off. The place felt familiar to me but I couldn't pinpoint what exactly. I just found myself walking towards a specific mirror. If you guys want I could lead you there.\""
},
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"from": "gpt",
"value": "Witchlight Carnival\nThe Fourth Hour\n\nA Hushed Conversation\n\nBurly shook his head at Brutrumukk's first question. When Aurora asked about the Hall of Illusions, Burly answered as he got a sad look on his face, \"That's where my brother, Hurly, was last seen before he disappeared...\"\n\nBurly couldn't answer Zavakri as Brutrumukk reiterated his desire to do harm to the Duo to get the information. Thankfully, Aurora spoke against it, but the concern reappeared on his face at the mention of the girl. He answers Aurora, \"No...Nobody who works as a Witchlight Hand fits that description...\" \n\nHe seems to think it over until Tsak steps in to stand up to Brutrumukk for Burly. Burly smiles at Tsak in response to her apologetic look, and he speaks, \"It's alright, Tsak. Thank you,\"\n\nHe lets Tsak introduce herself to Jub.\n\nThen...Miizel asks the question. Burly answers him, \"No. I do not want you to use violence to do so. They are indeed good people. They gave me and my brother a home and jobs,\" \n\nHe then looks directly at Brutrumukk and points out, \"I think you would understand my position best out of everyone here,\"\n\nHe continues, \"I know of a better way to get them to talk. You will need to...\" He clears his throat before continuing, \"...borrow Mister Witch's Witchlight Watch. His pocket watch. The both of them can't run the carnival without it,\"\n\nHe then tells the group, \"Normally, I don't condone theft. But, if you give it back after they give you the answers, then it should be okay,\"\n\nHe continues, \"I'll let you figure out how to pull this off. But, you should also know this: \n\nThe best time to do this would be during the Crowning of the Witchlight Monarch. That takes place at dawn. Witch and Light have no control over who the monarch will be, but it's always the guest who has contributed the most to the happiness of the carnival. The monarch is also given a charm that lets them fly. The watch is attached to Mister Witch's waistcoat by a chain, so you will need to break it or unfasten it. Finally, Dirlagraun, Candlefoot, and Palasha might help you. They're good eggs,\"\n\nHe then warns, \"But don't trust Thaco. He's untrustworthy,\""
},
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"from": "human",
"value": "\"And how do I know you are?\" Miizel snaps back to Burly. \"For all I know you could be trying to set us up. Make us lose more than what we've already lost. So far the only ones that could even get an inkling of my trust are these folks.\" He gestures to the others alongside him."
},
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"from": "gpt",
"value": "Tsak Vlos\n\n\n---\n\n\n\nTsak would glair daggers at Miizel before pulling a needle from her pocket and placing it between her teeth. \"You're waiting your time Burly. It's obvious these guys are here to cause trouble instead of helping us out...\" her strange red eyes would look at Jub then spread her black and red raven wings, taking to the air and flutter in place to be at Eye level, \"Tsak Vlos, Witchlight Hand here\""
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Brutrumukk\n\nSince no one seemed interested in handling things the easy way, Brutrumukk quickly lost interest in the conversation. As one of the others accused Burly of being untrustworthy, Brutrumukk looked to Jub and spoke in goblin. \"Wanna go spread some cheer?\" He asked the goblin wizard perched on his shoulder. \"Seein' 'ow we already got a good start on that, I figure we'll 'ave the best chance o' bein' crowned if we keep on makin' folks 'appy.\""
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Jub the Peculiar\n\n\"Right,\" Jub said in response to Tsak's rather terse introduction. He quickly turned his attention back to the rest of the group, specifically Brutrumukk and his suggestion. \"Yes, that sounds like a good idea. Plus, we already know Candlefoot and Palasha, so we can ask them for help if the need arises.\" He pauses before adding, \"And, err, in the matter of stealing the watch, I may, ahem, have some... experience in the art of, shall you say, relieving people of their belongings.\" He paused before clarifying, partially for the sake of Brutrumukk's limited vocabulary and partly because his 'condition' compelled him to, \"I used to steal things for a living. Not anymore, of course. Well, not most of the time. Sometimes. On occasion. I'm going to shut up now.\" He quickly covered his mouth again."
},
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"from": "human",
"value": "Brutrumukk\n\nWhen Brutrumukk grinned eagerly when Jub said his plan sounded good. \"Right then. Let's get to work.\" Brutrumukk said before addressing all present. \"Jub an' I are gonna go make people 'appy. We'll see you lot whenever an' wherever they're crownin' the King o' the Carnival.\" With that said, Brutrumukk headed off with Jub on his shoulder to go looking for ways to make people happy."
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "G A B R I E L\n\nGabriel leaned with his back against the wagon, the swordsman had little to no interest joining in the senseless bickering between Miizel or the fairy woman Tsak as she eluded to the bugbear in dungarees that it was a waste of time to try speaking with them \"Trouble,\" the bard simply scoffed, he had barely been here nearly four hours and in that time both he and his elvish compatriot had helped reunite a halfling couple \"I'll be off with these two, make sure trouble doesn't end up following us.\" he gave the fairy a pointed glare before turning to Brutrumukk and Jub, hurrying off behind them \"Better to make people smile than argue, eh you two?\" he joked as he caught up with the stride of the bugbear."
},
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"from": "human",
"value": "Aurora\n\nLetting out a low sigh, Aurora shook her head at the gnome who was proposing to hold a crossbow bolt to the owners throat. Stealing the watch might give them the leverage they need to get the pair to give more information though. Since the other bugbear, the odd gnome, and Gabe were heading off to go spread more cheer, Aurora decided she was going to try to investigate around the Hall of Illusions.\n\n\"I can also attempt to relieve the watch from Mister Witch's person. It may be easier if there is a distraction during the crowning. In case no one else is able to get close enough anyway.\"\n\nShe glanced at the fluttering fairy in front of her that had just give their name. \"My name is Rory. Locksmith and procurer of things by trade. Now I do want to help not cause trouble. Mostly I'd like to find what I lost when I was here last. Granted I know it's long shot with how long it has been, and with what both Mister Witch and Mister Light have said about the matter.\n\nNow I can lead you all back to where I found the strange girl in the Hall of Illusions. I think she may only appear to those who are really sad and have regrets.\""
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Tsak Vlos\n\n\n---\n\n\n\nTsak gave Burly and unsure look then looked to Rory with an nod. She was glad that at least SOMEONE didn't have some compoltion towards unnecessary violence. She would fly over to the elven looking woman and land, choosing to walk with her, \"I will go investigate the hall with her as well Bur, I'll let you know what we find\"."
}
]
| rpguild_limited_sharegpt | 2,908 |
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"value": "Jub the Peculiar\n\nJub blinked slightly and gingerly took the bag from Gabriel. He didn't open it right away, just taking a moment to look at the half-elf almost in awe. After a moment, he seemed to remember himself and, with a small mumble of \"Thanks\", looked back down at his hands. He very carefully opened the bag to see the contents and, recognizing as the pixie dust that had enabled them to fly earlier, his eyes lit up. He closed the bag and delicately put it with his other belongings. He recalled Brutrumukk's words earlier about escape plans should they retrieve the Mr Witch's watch, and this would definitely be good option to have should they need it. He sat up a little bit in his chair, looking slightly less uncomfortable than he had a moment before."
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "The approach to the tent was an agonizing affair. Zavakri pulled her hood up- decided that was too much of a bother, it'd ruin her hair if she wasn't careful, so she lowered it back down and meticulously distracted herself on the walk with fixing her hair back to perfection. It'd muss up the instant she got a smidge too emotional, but a gel could try to maintain some semblance of present-ability, couldn't she? It didn't help that the fear was only just now, after Ellywick's assistance, beginning to fully fade from the front of her mind...\n\nEnough that her anxiety at being in this crowd to begin with could set in. She took deep, calming, breaths. This probably made her look like an idiot of some kind, or perhaps a fish gasping in air as it flounders for water, but it had the intended effect; she was able to feel calm. Feel like she had more breathing room. It helped that those immediately around her had certainly pressed away from the oddly presenting woman.\n\nAnd soon she found herself shuffled into a seat- and she gasped.\n\n\"Oi, how come whenever I'm having a mild panic attack and finally calm meself down, it's always you lot I find nearby? At least I know where I stand with you guys; in the back, safe and forgotten. Big personalities, you lot. You lot could hide a giant behind your conversations. Honestly, that's right where I want to be right now; behind a giant, behind you lot, forgotten for a few minutes. Oh, be still my beating heart! This place was pure chaos!\""
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Jub the Peculiar\n\nJub had just started to relax when they were joined by that peculiar human woman from earlier, the one who had expressed her frustration the carnival and seemed to be able to take up a whole conversation just on her own. It seemed she hadn't really change much in the few hours since they had last spoken.\n\nThe goblin shifted awkwardly in his seat. \"Errrrrr....\" he said, genuinely not sure how to respond to that. He glanced over at Brutrumukk, conveying all his confusion and bafflement in a single expression and hoping the bugbear had some kind of retort to this situation, because he was currently drawing a blank here."
},
{
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"value": "Brutrumukk\n\n\"Humans can be weird like that sometimes.\" Brutrumukk said in goblin when Jub looked to him for word on the subject of Zavakri. \"Either way, don't worry about 'er. We got bigger things to focus on right now. You got enough booyagh left in ya fer what we're about to pull off?\""
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Jub the Peculiar\n\nJub nodded, and motioned to his bag. \"Gabriel just gave me that bag of pixie dust that he won at the pixie kingdom,\" he responded in goblin. \"So if I end up being crowned Witchlight Monarch, we have a way that you can gain flight if we need to make a quick getaway.\" He paused, thinking for a moment and glanced towards Gabriel and then Zavakri. \"Though I think there's only enough for one use so if neither of us get it, I'm not sure what we'll do.\" He spoke up again, this time switching to common and addressed the two non-goblins in the group. \"Erm... do you either of you guys have a plan when it comes to this whole... watch stealing business?\" He paused again before adding, \"We're all on the same page about this, right? I'm sorry, I'm starting to feel we might not be on the same page.\""
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "G A B R I E L\n\n\"Thank you?\" the half-elf looking a bit perturbed said in reply to Zavakiri's compliment (if it could be classified as such), then he looked between the pair of goblinoid as if for some kind of explanation \"Oh? Plan? What for?\" now he was quite confused, what was this plan?"
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Brutrumukk\n\n\"Erm... do you either of you guys have a plan when it comes to this whole... watch ste-\" This was all Jub would have time to say before Brutrumukk clamped a hand over the goblin's mouth.\n\n\"Mind what you say, you little idiot.\" Brutrumukk hissed in goblin before inclining his head towards a nearby Witchlight Hand. \"The carnies catch wind o' what we're up to an' we ain't gettin nowhere near that watch.\"\n\n\"Oh? Plan? What for?\" Brutrumukk then heard Gabriel ask, causing the bugbear to turn to regard the man with a cautioning look.\n\n\"We's jus' plannin' what we're gonna do after this, is all.\" Brutrumukk said in common as he pulled his hand away from Jub's mouth. \"Still a few places we 'aven't seen yet an' all that.\""
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Jub the Peculiar\n\n\"HMPH!\" Jub really hadn't expected Brutrumukk to cover his mouth and, after taking in what his bugbear companion was saying, shoved away his claw before turning towards him. \"I'm just making sure we're all on the same page here!\" he hissed back in goblin. \"Which clearly we aren't!\" He waved towards Gabriel as he spoke. \"I thought it was important we had a back-up plan in case neither me or you are crowned. But pardon me for being tactical!\" It was clear from his expression and tone of voice he was more than a little upset about being interrupted... and told off... and called an idiot."
},
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"from": "human",
"value": "Aurora\n\nRory made her way into the big top, pausing briefly to look for Gabriel and the other she had met earlier in the day. It didn't take long to spot the bugbear and gnome, wait was that a gnome? The garb that the being wore looked much like Jub's from what she could recall. She walked up to the four gathered keeping mostly quiet, a feat not to difficult with all the noise and commotion.\n\n\"So how did everyone else fair. Miizel, Tsak, and I found something interesting in the Hall of Illusions.\" She stated after walking up behind Gabe. The elven woman leaned in closer after checking to see who might be paying attention and whispered so that only the other four gathered might hear. \"Also the owners would like to meet with us after the Crowning. They are trying to keep it on the quiet. Something or someone is causing them worry that whatever it is might catch word of what we are up to. It does have to do with what we found in the Hall of Illusions. What was discussed with Burly may not need to happen now.\""
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Brutrumukk\n\nBrutrumukk was about to respond to Jub's words when Aurora arrived and greeted the rest of the group. When she mentioned that stealing the watch was no longer necessary, Brutrumukk visibly deflated at her words. \"We... We don't need to do that no more?\" Brutrumukk said. \"Oh... Well that's upsettin'. I was lookin' forward to doin' that.\" With that said, Brutrumukk slumped forward in his seat, now looking incredibly glum."
},
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"value": "Tsak Vlos\n\n\n---\n\n\n\nTsak would hang around the group, still a bit wary of the gnome she had been around and the bugbear. Realizing what time it was, the fairy would fly off to get her uniform on before returning to meet up with the staff to help prep for the Carnival Crowning."
},
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"from": "gpt",
"value": "Witchlight Carnival\nThe Eighth Hour\n\nThe Crowning of the Witchlight Monarch\n\nAs spectators take their seats, the party may or may not notice Dirlagraun escorting Mister Witch into the Big Top. The both of them move to stand next to Candlefoot. \n\n\n\n---\n\n\n\nMeanwhile, one of the other Witchlight Hands, one of the three clowns to perform, speaks to Tsak, \"Hey, Tsak! It's your turn to hold the hatbox! Come on, hurry!\" Tsak knows that the hatbox holds the crown, used for crowning the Witchlight Monarch, and Mister Witch is going to take the crown of gold butterflies out during the ceremony and place it on the lucky reveler. \n\n\n\n---\n\n\n\nBack in the Big Top, Mister Light appears once again, and Palasha is in her clamshell once again ready to sing. He calls out to the crowd,\n\n\"Good Morning, Everyone! I trust you all had a delightful time?\"\n\nHe lifts a hand up to his ear and he gets a cheerful roar from the crowd in response,\n\nAfter getting said response, he cheerfully continues his speech, \n\n\"Wonderful! But before we say our Goodbyes, it is time for the grand finale of the Witchlight Carnival! For this hour, we shall see who is the Witchlight Monarch! Are you ready, folks?!\" \n\nThe crowd gives a loud cheer in response. Once the crowd quiets down in anticipation, and Mister Light raises his vane. He gives a poetic call,\n\n\"Our festivities are almost done this night.\nBut there is one more task before daylight!\nLet the light of joy truly spark!\nReveal to us our Monarch!\"\n\nThe vane spins rapidly at the rhyme and a thread of golden light appear. The crowd lets out \"Ooh\"s and \"Aah\"s at the golden thread as it weaves and moves about on its own. It moves throughout the crowd, as though searching for the Monarch. \n\nEventually, the golden thread makes it's way...to the party. \n\nIt first weaves past Miizel, and then past Aurora. \n\nThen it makes its way to Zavakri, only to move past her and towards Brutrumukk.\n\nUnfortunately, the thread moves past him as well. \n\nIt heads towards Gabriel, before finally...\n\nIt finally circles around Jub! \n\nAfter the thread circles around the small goblin, he gives off a golden aura. \n\n\"BEHOLD, EVERYONE! \nTHE WITCHLIGHT MONARCH!\"\n\nThe crowd roars cheerfully and applauds Jub. The Witchlight Hands would come to escort Jub, if he doesn't follow their gesture to come to the center of the Big Top ring."
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"value": "Brutrumukk\n\nWhen Jub was declared the Witchlight Monarch, none cheered louder than Brutrumukk. Despite being disheartened at the fact that stealing the watch was no longer necessary, he was happy to see that their efforts to be crowned had paid off at least.\n\n\"You did it, booyagh! You won!\" Brutrumukk exclaimed as he hoisted Jub onto his shoulder once more. \"Now let's go get yer crown, yeah? MAKE WAY! MAKE WAY! MAKE WAY FER THE KING!\" With that said, Brutrumukk carried Jub down to the ring to get the goblin crowned."
},
{
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"value": "Tsak Vlos\n\n\n---\n\n\n\nTsak was surprised at first as she had forgotten it was her turn to hold the hatbox. Luckily, with years of all this, the fey knew exactly what to do. While half- heartedly paying attention, she stood there with the box in had, more eager to get this over so they may speak to the misters, rather then the Crowning it's self. Once the gold thread stopped though on the little goblin with the bugbear, she perked up, paying more attention."
}
]
| rpguild_limited_sharegpt | 2,909 |
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"value": "Aurora\n\nWhen the human woman spoke the words to open the portal before everyone had a moment to respond, Aurora stood there for several seconds in surprise. Once the human woman through the portal, Aurora dashed forward to the follow. The sensation that followed was unlike any she had experienced in recent memory. It felt almost like falling forward without actually falling at all.\n\nThe sensation stopped once Aurora felt the soft earth beneath her boots. A quick glance had only resulted in seeing the dense fog and ruin near where the others started to arrive. Gabriel's exclamation of something being here drew her attention back to the group.\n\n\"Well Brutrumukk mentioned trying to rest back in the carnival but she...\" Rory pointed towards Zavakri, \"decided to open the portal before we could really discuss it. Personally I would have preferred resting somewhere not in a swamp. If we rest here I suggest we have someone keep a watch once we find somewhere less in the open.\" Aurora understood why the bugbear was upset and to some extent agreed with him. At the Carnival they would have at least been safe and less exposed to whatever may lurk in this fog.\n\n\"What did you mean by hag or no hag?\" Aurora asked Zavakri while stepping toward Jub offering a hand to help him back to his feet. \"Not quiet like jello but I am feeling tired from being up all night. I don't think any of us knew what to expect. Expect maybe the carnival owners.\""
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "\"What did you mean by hag or no hag?\" Aurora asked Zavakri while stepping toward Jub offering a hand to help him back to his feet.\n\nZavakri's attention snapped back to reality at being addressed.\n\n\"Oh, nothing much, methinks; the talking unicorns mentioned a hag, and someone else let slip that the Witchlights were victims in their own right, so I put two and two together and made some assumptions. Some lass named Skabither Nightbloom or something- Skabitha Nightblossom? No, that's not right; Nightshade. Skabitha Nightshade. Droll name, but I suppose a hag isn't exactly born to good things, eh?\" She rambles on for a bit, before clicking her tongue and shifting to sit more comfortably.\n\n\"She sleeps in a dollhouse; she forgets the first creature she sees. I suppose I can't expect unicorns to make sense.\""
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Brutrumukk\n\n\"So we're dealin' with an 'ag then?\" Brutrumukk said in response to Zavakri's words. \"I've 'eard a thing or two about their type. Can anyone else 'ere say the same?\" Should another party member indeed also know a thing or two about hags like Brutrumukk did, they would have a decent amount of knowledge on the subject of hags between the two of them.\n\nProvided that someone negates the disadvantage with the help action, Brutrumukk rolls a 19 to know stuff about hags."
},
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"value": "Jub the Peculiar\n\nJub glanced up at Aurora as the elven woman offered to help him to his feet - not unlike how she had before the two of them had entered the carnival. With a weak smile, he let her help him to his feet. \"Thank you,\" he said, before taking a moment to dust himself off.\n\nWhen the human woman spoke again, Jub swerved to face her, only just managing to avoid falling over again. \"Well, next time, maybe consider asking the rest of us before you do anything like that,\" he said. He was attempting to sound stern, but the affect was lessened by the fact he was slurring his words slightly."
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Brutrumukk\n\n\"I agree.\" Brutrumukk agreed with an annoyed growl. \"The fuck were you thinkin' pullin' somethin' like that? Some of us would 'ave liked to sleep before divin' through some mirror portal leadin' to Mag knows where.\" Brutrumukk then turned to the rest of the party. \"An' what the fuck were the rest o' you thinkin' followin' 'er?\" Brutrumukk asked. \"Jus' cuz some mad cow decides to be fuckin' stupid, don't mean you gotta go with 'er! Now we're stuck on some broken bridge above some gods fersaken swamp with no idea where to go or what to do! An' to make matters worse, we're all fuckin' tired...! Great work everyone. Great fuckin' work.\""
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "G A B R I E L\n\nGabriel had untied the straps holding the sleeping roll in place from his backpack and set to unrolling it, rubbing his temples as the bugbear grew more and more frustrated. \n\nAs the half-elf listened to Brutrumukk berate the party, Gabriel gritted his teeth his head pounding wishing he had a bottle of whisky to calm his nerves.\n\n\"You're one to talk!\" he snapped back angrily a tinge of an accent in his voice \"Ya bloody well followed too, the god damn mirror pulled some of us in!\" he pointed to the spot they appeared from \"Like fuck'n hell ya couldn't have just left! It isn't our fault we left in a rush, those old farts likely didn't want to let us stay.\" he said meaning the two Misters."
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Tsak Vlos\n\n\n---\n\n\n\nTsak was had been second to last through the portal, dashing forward to grab her pack from the misters and hug them both tightly. With a kiss on both of their cheeks, the overly giddy fairy flew right into the portal at top speed. Now, planer travel was nothing new, she's traveled to all sorts of planes all her life, but the fey never really got used to the sensation. Well, one mistake she had made was flying into the portal in the first place. As Tsak came out the other side, the tattooist came cometing down into the ground, roughly crashing into it. A yelp, groan and giggle later, the fairy would move to her feet and take in her surroundings. At first, excitement over took her, she did it! She finally became an adventurer! Then.... panic. Tsak, breath becoming heavy and quickly, took out her sketchbook as she looked around for the others. After taking a few deep breaths, the fairy would fly up to the others and called out, \"Uh... I could fly up to the air and see if there are any towns or villages nearby...\""
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Brutrumukk\n\nWhen Gabriel spoke up, Brutrumukk wheeled around to face him, looking just about ready to club someone to death and subsequently mount their head on a spike. \"Yeah, some o' you were pulled in. I weren't talkin' ta them\" Brutrumukk said. \"An' yeah, I followed even though I coulda jus' left. But that woulda meant leavin' you and the others what got sucked across to deal with whatever mess ya got sucked into after that bitch opened the portal. An' fer various reasons, I weren't all that keen on the idea. An' as fer those fuckin' knife ears-\" It was at that moment that Tsak chimed in. The interruption took the wind out of Brutrumukk's sails. And after staring at the fairy for a moment, Brutrumukk heaved a growly sigh. \"Do what ya like. I'm gonna get some rest.\" Brutrumukk said before finding a decent looking spot on the bridge and beginning to set up his bedroll."
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Zavakri's exhausted emotional state cannot handle the torrent of anger and vitriol coming towards her. She goes wide eyed, like a deer in headlights, and curls inward on herself.\n\n\"If Rirvudd were here, he wouldn't let anyone say such things to me. But he isn't. And I am. So say what you want. I deserve it, I suppose. I'll do my best to not let anyone else down or to disappoint anyone ever again.\"\n\nShe curls into a sobbing ball of sorceress."
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Jub the Peculiar\n\nAaaaand now everyone was shouting at each other. Any annoyance towards the human woman (or any of his companions for that matter) that had been building up within Jub melted back down and he was just left feeling exhausted. \"Yeah, I think it best we just set up camp here instead of traipsing through the swamp while we're all tired and upset,\" he said to Tsak. \"Even if you happen across some form of civilisation, it'll probably just be a weird fairy town with weird fairy rules.\" He paused, suddenly realised who he was talking before adding, \"No offense.\""
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Tsak Vlos\n\n\n---\n\n\n\nTsak frowned as she looked around the group, and she thought the carnie life was stressful. Slowly nodding to the grouchy bugbear, she would take to the air, flying up past the trees and took a look around for any towns or villages.\n\n7"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "G A B R I E L\n\nBoth what the bugbear said and how the poor dark skinned reacted to the whole situation was a real punch in the gut for the likes of himself, it was bad enough to see that their argument had hurt her but the fact that Gabriel hadn't helped matters made the half-elf feel poorly about his words. \n\nBrutrumukk while his words might have been harsh were also right in a way, the bugbear just did what he thought was right to do \"Oh gods, I...\" Gabriel looked from the bugbear to the woman crying on the ground \"I...I am so sorry.\" all the anger fell away replaced by worry, his brow knitted together as he knelt by Zavakri \"Look Brut...You just did what you did and I understand that,\" he sighed \"You did what you thought was right and I don't blame you for that.\""
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Jub the Peculiar\n\n\"Aaaaaand she flew off anyway,\" said Jub as he watched Tsak head upwards into the trees. He then looked over at his group, shaking his head slightly. \"I think I'm going to start crying now,\" he muttered as he watched Gabriel try and comfort the sobbing woman. With a sigh and a slight shake of his head, he started rifling through his stuff in search of his sleeping bag and other assorted camping gear. It was clear that no reasonable conversation was likely to occurr while everyone was sleep-deprived."
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Tsak Vlos\n\n\n---\n\n\n\nTsak spent a bit of time in the air, taking in their surroundings while calming herself down. She knew what she was getting into, yes, a less... conflicted group of adventures may have been better, but at least Rory was chill. Taking a deep breath, the fairy would fly down to the others before finding a branch to sit on, \"Sooo... I know I'm new, to all this, but, umm... is it normal for an adventuring group to be this loud and boisterous? Or is it just this group?\" Tsak would look at the group, between the bigoted goblin, arguing bugbear and bard, then the slightly unhinged human lady who's name she never learned, she was fairly concerned about her current situation."
}
]
| rpguild_limited_sharegpt | 2,910 |
[
{
"from": "human",
"value": "origin\n\n Sounds of loud thuds, smaller wooden thuds and varying loudnesses of slithering could be heard approaching the campfire. In the distance, it's almost visible that trees are getting suddenly impacted, and leaves fall down as they violently shake.\n\n Eventually, the black-haired man on a wheelchair emerges, and he sees a reduced number of people in the campsite. He glances around, spotting Ember first, and so he drops the chain he held attached to a bear trap gobbling the bottom trunk of the tree he decapitated minutes ago and elected not to waste, and then slowly approached the nauseated person sitting near a campfire.\n\n \"Scalding Ember. Where did they go?\""
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "\"Looks like we ain't the first here.\" Verdant whistled as she eyed the skeleton, before turning her glance somewhere else. The woods felt ancient in a way, but there's no threat in the direct vicinity. As much as a wild forest can contain no threat anyway - who knows what insect or illness lurk all around them. But for whatever responsible over the poor sod underwater, well, chance were it's no longer around.\n\n\"Fella likely died further upstream. The corpse bloat and float down until it burst and sink here some time ago. Cant be sure how long, but it takes time for moss to grow on the shirt.\" Another mystery, then. What was upstream? Would there be other people? Yet a community wouldn't normally leave their dead out like that. \"We should take a closer look. Mayhaps guess what exactly done him in.\"\n\nWild animal, or other people? Wild animal bold or desperate enough to attack humans wouldn't waste the meat, and wouldn't toss the remains into a water source. People, then? Hopefully people. Maybe there's a way out of this island sooner after all."
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "\"Smouldering dahling... Smouldering...\" ember cooed, despite the nausea. The nausea still made it into the tone, despite his best efforts. \"... And I don't recall giving you a card--- Quite impressive though, a man in a chair, felling a tree like that.\"\n\nHe sucked in a deep breath. Slowly but surely, he could feel his own vigor returning. \n\n\"Sonia took a brawny bunch with her some time ago. I'd have joined them if I had been up to it, but sadly... That she-bitch of the saline persuasion took a bit more out of me than I imagined possible-- but I should be recovered enough to actually be useful here in a bit. Until then, I will busy myself with this light work.\""
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "\"The chair's not a factor in my abilities...\"\n\n The black-haired man on a wheelchair moves closer to this person sitting on her luggage, parallel facing the campfire. His head turns between the campfire and Ember, and in search of that widow and her child whose issues seem to have been placated. \"I see. Would you allow me to aid you in this light work? I'd like to make amends for when I barged into your quarters without plea, and to fix my image in your eyes because I am not a pervert.\"\n\n He removes his gloves and pulls back his sleeves, revealing hands and arms made of ceramic. He drops from his chair, kneels and holds his hands into the fire, absorbing some of its energy. \"You attract me, I will admit, but never to a point where I'd lose any such self-control.\" Orange glows emanate from the linear cracks in his skin, crawling from his hands towards his torso where some kind of core must be, for something of his make.\n\n He falls back and sits unkempt while reaching again for a flask in his coat. He pulls down his face covering, and drinks the last bit of water-like liquid from the flask. Fully empty. He shakes it for the last few drops, and puts it back in his coat. \"By the way, I did borrow the card you gave the woman named DeVespe, which... I don't think I've seen her nearby so far.\"\n\n @wierdw"
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "\"Indeed we are not...\" Sonia pondered. What mystery awaited them upstream? Could be civilization or the opposite; unsavory locals with a penchant for foreigner's flesh and blood. Such presumptuous assumptions dawned from her limited knowledge about the tropical realm and what dwells within it. \n\n\"It could be a man killing another,\" she murmured, watering down the visceral chronology Verdan had just described with premature deduction. \"Or he ate the wrong mushroom and died here after thinking he could wash it down with water.\" \n\nThe alternative seemed equally possible with the former. If the man was killed by another human, be it a desperate survivor or rabid tribesmen, they would have taken his coat. Clothing, after all, was a precious commodity if you were in the middle of nowhere. \n\n\"We should take a closer look. Mayhaps guess what exactly done him in.\"\n\n\"If I were you I would let the dead be at rest.\" Sonia shrugged, yet still upholding her ambivalent neutrality. \"But that's just me.\" \n\nThe demoness walked upstream, a good half dozen meters away from the skeleton's resting place. There she unfastened her belt and undressed, leaving her trusty crossbow on the riverbank as she took a dip into the river and wash the burning salt off her skin. The water was cold and so clean she could see the riverbed, too bad it was too shallow to swim. \n\nGiving her hair a good rinsing, Sonia finally felt like a civilized person again. However, as much as she loved a good bathing session, she tried to not enjoy it too much, at least for now. There was a remnant of a dead people just a few meters ahead, and they were still within an unknown territory. Besides, they have reached their objective, it was time to go back and report their findings. She bet the flamboyant mage would flip upon hearing it. \n\nAfter washing her dress, Sonia climbed up and twisted her only clothes before wearing them again, smiling as she thanked Rayland for keeping eye on the surroundings. \n\n\"The water is good. If you want to have a quick soak, well, do it now and take your time. Just keep in mind that we need to go back soon.\" \n\nAnd with that, she slung her crossbow and had it at the ready."
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Ember heaved a big, weary sigh.\n\n\"Being beautiful's my BUSINESS dahling. If you weren't at least a little intrigued, I didn't do a good job-- but from now on, mind mine and other's privacy-- rest assured, when I'm not sunburnt and seasoaked, the fire I conjure is a lot hotter than that little potwarmer dahling. Even a construct might find it unpleasant.'\n\nEmber tilted his head discretely. He had head rumors of sentient constructs, and read treatises on simple ones used as 'anchor prostheses' for mages who had, through one way or another, been 'discorporeated'. Some magicians in poor health used them as proxies with powerful sending circles to do daily tasks while their withered bodies stayed home. Then there was the nasty business of killer magicians using them as disposable muscle. He discretely wondered which this individual was, but felt best not to pry. Surely one animated by a sending would just be written off, and a new one constructed... maybe this one was sentimental, or specially prepared somehow? Surely, this wasn't a mythical homunculus doll... surely not. \n\nArtificial souls were mere conjecture!\n\n'Oh well-- FINE. Just never do it again.'"
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "\"Bah. Threats.\" He tited his head up then fell back-first on the sandy floor. \"I only did it that one time, I was too preoccupied to know if someone was in the roo-- Whatever, these excuses matter little to anybody.\"\n\n He raised his left arm up, his hand wide open. Rays of the sun peering through his hand, through the leaves way above it, hitting his ivory eyes directly. He puts his gloves on one by one and unfolds his sleeves, and soon he notices Ember staring at him, possibly analyzing his humonculous nature, and so he tilts his head to look at her and she averts her discrete gaze and speaks.\n\n \"... I won't,\" he replies. Either a resignment of pride, or refrain from further argument, but that's that.\n\n \"I do want you to hit me with your conjured fire, though.\" He pushes back up with his arms, his torso slanted and head tilted back facing her. \"Let me feel your actual power, not that of a mere showman who creates bubbles and fog in excess.\""
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Ember momentarily had a quixotic expression,but quickly suppressed it.\n\n\"You want me to --- Wait, are you trying to get me to sever your connection, and send you home? Is that it? Smash up your \"china doll\" enough that the sending fails? --- Why ever would I do that?\" ember cooed naughtily, then smiled even more wickedly.\n\n\"Or is there some OTHER reason you want me to make a glowing hole where your chest is? In either case, it would take a great deal of explanation to my companions here why I had done so...\""
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "The black-haired man snickered, pieces of his face sliding apart to form somewhat of a smile, hearing of this potential 'glowing hole' in his torso. \"I'm sure I would've been able to survive it.\"\n\n His 'smile' dissipated as he climbed back up his chair and moved beside Ember. \"No, I was looking to ingest your discharge, actually. My mana's running low and I need it to move around. It's a net negative for me to even swing my arm, we don't regenerate it with our stomachs like you do. Plus there's...\"\n\n \"Not really much connection left back home. As far as being cryogenized goes, it's just me here right now.\"\n\n The backrest of his wheelchair descended slightly, setting him slouched. \"I suppose it's a bit heinous to try to extract from an already nauseated woman. I apologize.\"\n\n An awkward delay.\n\n \"Is Ember your actual name?\""
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "\"A rose by any other name, smells just as sweetly dahling. I am who i choose to be. You cant get more liberated than that.\"\n\nember smiled.\n\n\"As for looking for a 'recharge', you're barking up the wrong magician right now. Besides, I'm not going to pop my wand on someone like you dahling. My REAL power cannot be properly... Conducted... by a mere sentimental trinket like this dear. I packed lightly, for a vacation-- not a bloody war. Cough up a proper focus, and we'll business.\"\n\nEmber smiled wickedly.\n\n\"No? Well then. I think that would be all.\""
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "\"You can't just ask for a foc-- All of them require sentimental value. Are you sure it's even you and not the focii you use? You seem to place them on too high of a pedestal.\"\n\n Nary an inch of movement. Seems like the black-haired man on a wheelchair has gone full standby to recuperate his losses. A more discerning person would detect a mosquito merely hover nearby and subsequently fall down, dead.\n\n \"Henri. My name. Some might call me 'Wheelo' or 'Carter' right now though, for I told them these as my name. It... Yes, okay, I didn't think these names through, don't mock it.\""
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "\"Oh? You think so do you, \"henri\"? well then...\"\n\nEmber discretely put the wand down, and extended his bare hand.\n\n\"I need the focus for control-- It's a tool-- an instrument. It's useless without the hand of the musician-- but if you want to see what I myself am--- \"\n\nEmber grinned mischievously. He was CERTAIN this would knock him back down again, and kick him in the balls hard for doing, but this little shit needed the lesson.\n\nwith a sudden thrust of his right hand, he placed it palm down on the man's chest, then inhaled more than just the air. The fire sputtered and threatened to die, and the sky seemed to lose some of its azure hue, while ember himself seemed to practically intensify in the color of his hair, lips, and eyes-- a technicolor spectacle, as a huge sum of the ambient, native magic in the vicinity got drawn toward and into him.\n\n\"Bear in mind, dahling, I'm NOT at full power...\"\n\nBright incandescence erupted between the joints of the mechanical form, as it rapidly absorbed the torrential flow, reached saturation, then attempted to expel the excess to avoid damage. ---The flow continued, and increased.\n\n\"When I said it would pop my wand, I wasn't kidding, dahling--- So, is this enough, or do you need more?\" \n\nThat wicked smile of his seemed almost demonic, with the intensity of the magic flowing through and around it. \n\nThe flow continued to increase...\n\nEmber had EVERY intention of popping this little doll like an overinflated balloon. Swirling sigils and magical formulae that had been laid when the shell was cast began to become visible, swirl, and writhe on the surface of the shell, then after-echos of the casting rebounded in the intense barrage-- a subtle whispering of female voices--\n\n\"SO, it was a GROUP effort--\" mused Ember with a titter...\n\nThe flow increased even more...."
}
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"from": "human",
"value": "A strong feeling of fear was punching her guts when she learned that some of her teammates had already taken a few sips from the same water where the skeleton was. Sonia clutched her crossbow tighter than ever, eyes regularly shifting between them and the surrounding foliage with sheer cautiousness, expecting an ambush jumping out of the shrubs, or witnessing one of these explorers throwing up and slumping down after gulping questionable water. \n\nA few moments passed, nothing happened and the fear subsided. \n\n\"Everyone, check your surroundings.\" \n\nThe instruction was delivered with sufficient alertness, one that quickly conveyed the seriousness of the situation, but did not instill unnecessary consternation. After all, it was just a dead body, and that alone invited a lot of possibilities to think about. Few of it was not very pleasant. \n\n\"Do you see anything out of the ordinary?\" \n\nNothing seemed out of the ordinary, and they reported that with troubled looks, making Sonia feel like she was overreacting. She did not explain the possibility that this place may have been rigged with traps, and now with everything seeming safe and clear, it would serve no purpose to explain why she felt so agitated. \n\nSighing to calm herself, Sonia noticed that her party members seemed all too keen to inspect the skeletonized remains, and thus, came another question she had no answer for. \n\n\"Now what are we going to do with that poor fella?\" \n\norigin"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "origin\n\n Sounds of loud thuds, smaller wooden thuds and varying loudnesses of slithering could be heard approaching the campfire. In the distance, it's almost visible that trees are getting suddenly impacted, and leaves fall down as they violently shake.\n\n Eventually, the black-haired man on a wheelchair emerges, and he sees a reduced number of people in the campsite. He glances around, spotting Ember first, and so he drops the chain he held attached to a bear trap gobbling the bottom trunk of the tree he decapitated minutes ago and elected not to waste, and then slowly approached the nauseated person sitting near a campfire.\n\n \"Scalding Ember. Where did they go?\""
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "\"Looks like we ain't the first here.\" Verdant whistled as she eyed the skeleton, before turning her glance somewhere else. The woods felt ancient in a way, but there's no threat in the direct vicinity. As much as a wild forest can contain no threat anyway - who knows what insect or illness lurk all around them. But for whatever responsible over the poor sod underwater, well, chance were it's no longer around.\n\n\"Fella likely died further upstream. The corpse bloat and float down until it burst and sink here some time ago. Cant be sure how long, but it takes time for moss to grow on the shirt.\" Another mystery, then. What was upstream? Would there be other people? Yet a community wouldn't normally leave their dead out like that. \"We should take a closer look. Mayhaps guess what exactly done him in.\"\n\nWild animal, or other people? Wild animal bold or desperate enough to attack humans wouldn't waste the meat, and wouldn't toss the remains into a water source. People, then? Hopefully people. Maybe there's a way out of this island sooner after all."
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "\"Smouldering dahling... Smouldering...\" ember cooed, despite the nausea. The nausea still made it into the tone, despite his best efforts. \"... And I don't recall giving you a card--- Quite impressive though, a man in a chair, felling a tree like that.\"\n\nHe sucked in a deep breath. Slowly but surely, he could feel his own vigor returning. \n\n\"Sonia took a brawny bunch with her some time ago. I'd have joined them if I had been up to it, but sadly... That she-bitch of the saline persuasion took a bit more out of me than I imagined possible-- but I should be recovered enough to actually be useful here in a bit. Until then, I will busy myself with this light work.\""
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "\"The chair's not a factor in my abilities...\"\n\n The black-haired man on a wheelchair moves closer to this person sitting on her luggage, parallel facing the campfire. His head turns between the campfire and Ember, and in search of that widow and her child whose issues seem to have been placated. \"I see. Would you allow me to aid you in this light work? I'd like to make amends for when I barged into your quarters without plea, and to fix my image in your eyes because I am not a pervert.\"\n\n He removes his gloves and pulls back his sleeves, revealing hands and arms made of ceramic. He drops from his chair, kneels and holds his hands into the fire, absorbing some of its energy. \"You attract me, I will admit, but never to a point where I'd lose any such self-control.\" Orange glows emanate from the linear cracks in his skin, crawling from his hands towards his torso where some kind of core must be, for something of his make.\n\n He falls back and sits unkempt while reaching again for a flask in his coat. He pulls down his face covering, and drinks the last bit of water-like liquid from the flask. Fully empty. He shakes it for the last few drops, and puts it back in his coat. \"By the way, I did borrow the card you gave the woman named DeVespe, which... I don't think I've seen her nearby so far.\"\n\n @wierdw"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "\"Indeed we are not...\" Sonia pondered. What mystery awaited them upstream? Could be civilization or the opposite; unsavory locals with a penchant for foreigner's flesh and blood. Such presumptuous assumptions dawned from her limited knowledge about the tropical realm and what dwells within it. \n\n\"It could be a man killing another,\" she murmured, watering down the visceral chronology Verdan had just described with premature deduction. \"Or he ate the wrong mushroom and died here after thinking he could wash it down with water.\" \n\nThe alternative seemed equally possible with the former. If the man was killed by another human, be it a desperate survivor or rabid tribesmen, they would have taken his coat. Clothing, after all, was a precious commodity if you were in the middle of nowhere. \n\n\"We should take a closer look. Mayhaps guess what exactly done him in.\"\n\n\"If I were you I would let the dead be at rest.\" Sonia shrugged, yet still upholding her ambivalent neutrality. \"But that's just me.\" \n\nThe demoness walked upstream, a good half dozen meters away from the skeleton's resting place. There she unfastened her belt and undressed, leaving her trusty crossbow on the riverbank as she took a dip into the river and wash the burning salt off her skin. The water was cold and so clean she could see the riverbed, too bad it was too shallow to swim. \n\nGiving her hair a good rinsing, Sonia finally felt like a civilized person again. However, as much as she loved a good bathing session, she tried to not enjoy it too much, at least for now. There was a remnant of a dead people just a few meters ahead, and they were still within an unknown territory. Besides, they have reached their objective, it was time to go back and report their findings. She bet the flamboyant mage would flip upon hearing it. \n\nAfter washing her dress, Sonia climbed up and twisted her only clothes before wearing them again, smiling as she thanked Rayland for keeping eye on the surroundings. \n\n\"The water is good. If you want to have a quick soak, well, do it now and take your time. Just keep in mind that we need to go back soon.\" \n\nAnd with that, she slung her crossbow and had it at the ready."
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Ember heaved a big, weary sigh.\n\n\"Being beautiful's my BUSINESS dahling. If you weren't at least a little intrigued, I didn't do a good job-- but from now on, mind mine and other's privacy-- rest assured, when I'm not sunburnt and seasoaked, the fire I conjure is a lot hotter than that little potwarmer dahling. Even a construct might find it unpleasant.'\n\nEmber tilted his head discretely. He had head rumors of sentient constructs, and read treatises on simple ones used as 'anchor prostheses' for mages who had, through one way or another, been 'discorporeated'. Some magicians in poor health used them as proxies with powerful sending circles to do daily tasks while their withered bodies stayed home. Then there was the nasty business of killer magicians using them as disposable muscle. He discretely wondered which this individual was, but felt best not to pry. Surely one animated by a sending would just be written off, and a new one constructed... maybe this one was sentimental, or specially prepared somehow? Surely, this wasn't a mythical homunculus doll... surely not. \n\nArtificial souls were mere conjecture!\n\n'Oh well-- FINE. Just never do it again.'"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "\"Bah. Threats.\" He tited his head up then fell back-first on the sandy floor. \"I only did it that one time, I was too preoccupied to know if someone was in the roo-- Whatever, these excuses matter little to anybody.\"\n\n He raised his left arm up, his hand wide open. Rays of the sun peering through his hand, through the leaves way above it, hitting his ivory eyes directly. He puts his gloves on one by one and unfolds his sleeves, and soon he notices Ember staring at him, possibly analyzing his humonculous nature, and so he tilts his head to look at her and she averts her discrete gaze and speaks.\n\n \"... I won't,\" he replies. Either a resignment of pride, or refrain from further argument, but that's that.\n\n \"I do want you to hit me with your conjured fire, though.\" He pushes back up with his arms, his torso slanted and head tilted back facing her. \"Let me feel your actual power, not that of a mere showman who creates bubbles and fog in excess.\""
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Ember momentarily had a quixotic expression,but quickly suppressed it.\n\n\"You want me to --- Wait, are you trying to get me to sever your connection, and send you home? Is that it? Smash up your \"china doll\" enough that the sending fails? --- Why ever would I do that?\" ember cooed naughtily, then smiled even more wickedly.\n\n\"Or is there some OTHER reason you want me to make a glowing hole where your chest is? In either case, it would take a great deal of explanation to my companions here why I had done so...\""
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "The black-haired man snickered, pieces of his face sliding apart to form somewhat of a smile, hearing of this potential 'glowing hole' in his torso. \"I'm sure I would've been able to survive it.\"\n\n His 'smile' dissipated as he climbed back up his chair and moved beside Ember. \"No, I was looking to ingest your discharge, actually. My mana's running low and I need it to move around. It's a net negative for me to even swing my arm, we don't regenerate it with our stomachs like you do. Plus there's...\"\n\n \"Not really much connection left back home. As far as being cryogenized goes, it's just me here right now.\"\n\n The backrest of his wheelchair descended slightly, setting him slouched. \"I suppose it's a bit heinous to try to extract from an already nauseated woman. I apologize.\"\n\n An awkward delay.\n\n \"Is Ember your actual name?\""
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "\"A rose by any other name, smells just as sweetly dahling. I am who i choose to be. You cant get more liberated than that.\"\n\nember smiled.\n\n\"As for looking for a 'recharge', you're barking up the wrong magician right now. Besides, I'm not going to pop my wand on someone like you dahling. My REAL power cannot be properly... Conducted... by a mere sentimental trinket like this dear. I packed lightly, for a vacation-- not a bloody war. Cough up a proper focus, and we'll business.\"\n\nEmber smiled wickedly.\n\n\"No? Well then. I think that would be all.\""
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "\"You can't just ask for a foc-- All of them require sentimental value. Are you sure it's even you and not the focii you use? You seem to place them on too high of a pedestal.\"\n\n Nary an inch of movement. Seems like the black-haired man on a wheelchair has gone full standby to recuperate his losses. A more discerning person would detect a mosquito merely hover nearby and subsequently fall down, dead.\n\n \"Henri. My name. Some might call me 'Wheelo' or 'Carter' right now though, for I told them these as my name. It... Yes, okay, I didn't think these names through, don't mock it.\""
}
]
| rpguild_limited_sharegpt | 2,912 |
[
{
"from": "human",
"value": "\"Looks like we ain't the first here.\" Verdant whistled as she eyed the skeleton, before turning her glance somewhere else. The woods felt ancient in a way, but there's no threat in the direct vicinity. As much as a wild forest can contain no threat anyway - who knows what insect or illness lurk all around them. But for whatever responsible over the poor sod underwater, well, chance were it's no longer around.\n\n\"Fella likely died further upstream. The corpse bloat and float down until it burst and sink here some time ago. Cant be sure how long, but it takes time for moss to grow on the shirt.\" Another mystery, then. What was upstream? Would there be other people? Yet a community wouldn't normally leave their dead out like that. \"We should take a closer look. Mayhaps guess what exactly done him in.\"\n\nWild animal, or other people? Wild animal bold or desperate enough to attack humans wouldn't waste the meat, and wouldn't toss the remains into a water source. People, then? Hopefully people. Maybe there's a way out of this island sooner after all."
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "\"Smouldering dahling... Smouldering...\" ember cooed, despite the nausea. The nausea still made it into the tone, despite his best efforts. \"... And I don't recall giving you a card--- Quite impressive though, a man in a chair, felling a tree like that.\"\n\nHe sucked in a deep breath. Slowly but surely, he could feel his own vigor returning. \n\n\"Sonia took a brawny bunch with her some time ago. I'd have joined them if I had been up to it, but sadly... That she-bitch of the saline persuasion took a bit more out of me than I imagined possible-- but I should be recovered enough to actually be useful here in a bit. Until then, I will busy myself with this light work.\""
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "\"The chair's not a factor in my abilities...\"\n\n The black-haired man on a wheelchair moves closer to this person sitting on her luggage, parallel facing the campfire. His head turns between the campfire and Ember, and in search of that widow and her child whose issues seem to have been placated. \"I see. Would you allow me to aid you in this light work? I'd like to make amends for when I barged into your quarters without plea, and to fix my image in your eyes because I am not a pervert.\"\n\n He removes his gloves and pulls back his sleeves, revealing hands and arms made of ceramic. He drops from his chair, kneels and holds his hands into the fire, absorbing some of its energy. \"You attract me, I will admit, but never to a point where I'd lose any such self-control.\" Orange glows emanate from the linear cracks in his skin, crawling from his hands towards his torso where some kind of core must be, for something of his make.\n\n He falls back and sits unkempt while reaching again for a flask in his coat. He pulls down his face covering, and drinks the last bit of water-like liquid from the flask. Fully empty. He shakes it for the last few drops, and puts it back in his coat. \"By the way, I did borrow the card you gave the woman named DeVespe, which... I don't think I've seen her nearby so far.\"\n\n @wierdw"
},
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"from": "gpt",
"value": "\"Indeed we are not...\" Sonia pondered. What mystery awaited them upstream? Could be civilization or the opposite; unsavory locals with a penchant for foreigner's flesh and blood. Such presumptuous assumptions dawned from her limited knowledge about the tropical realm and what dwells within it. \n\n\"It could be a man killing another,\" she murmured, watering down the visceral chronology Verdan had just described with premature deduction. \"Or he ate the wrong mushroom and died here after thinking he could wash it down with water.\" \n\nThe alternative seemed equally possible with the former. If the man was killed by another human, be it a desperate survivor or rabid tribesmen, they would have taken his coat. Clothing, after all, was a precious commodity if you were in the middle of nowhere. \n\n\"We should take a closer look. Mayhaps guess what exactly done him in.\"\n\n\"If I were you I would let the dead be at rest.\" Sonia shrugged, yet still upholding her ambivalent neutrality. \"But that's just me.\" \n\nThe demoness walked upstream, a good half dozen meters away from the skeleton's resting place. There she unfastened her belt and undressed, leaving her trusty crossbow on the riverbank as she took a dip into the river and wash the burning salt off her skin. The water was cold and so clean she could see the riverbed, too bad it was too shallow to swim. \n\nGiving her hair a good rinsing, Sonia finally felt like a civilized person again. However, as much as she loved a good bathing session, she tried to not enjoy it too much, at least for now. There was a remnant of a dead people just a few meters ahead, and they were still within an unknown territory. Besides, they have reached their objective, it was time to go back and report their findings. She bet the flamboyant mage would flip upon hearing it. \n\nAfter washing her dress, Sonia climbed up and twisted her only clothes before wearing them again, smiling as she thanked Rayland for keeping eye on the surroundings. \n\n\"The water is good. If you want to have a quick soak, well, do it now and take your time. Just keep in mind that we need to go back soon.\" \n\nAnd with that, she slung her crossbow and had it at the ready."
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"value": "Ember heaved a big, weary sigh.\n\n\"Being beautiful's my BUSINESS dahling. If you weren't at least a little intrigued, I didn't do a good job-- but from now on, mind mine and other's privacy-- rest assured, when I'm not sunburnt and seasoaked, the fire I conjure is a lot hotter than that little potwarmer dahling. Even a construct might find it unpleasant.'\n\nEmber tilted his head discretely. He had head rumors of sentient constructs, and read treatises on simple ones used as 'anchor prostheses' for mages who had, through one way or another, been 'discorporeated'. Some magicians in poor health used them as proxies with powerful sending circles to do daily tasks while their withered bodies stayed home. Then there was the nasty business of killer magicians using them as disposable muscle. He discretely wondered which this individual was, but felt best not to pry. Surely one animated by a sending would just be written off, and a new one constructed... maybe this one was sentimental, or specially prepared somehow? Surely, this wasn't a mythical homunculus doll... surely not. \n\nArtificial souls were mere conjecture!\n\n'Oh well-- FINE. Just never do it again.'"
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"value": "\"Bah. Threats.\" He tited his head up then fell back-first on the sandy floor. \"I only did it that one time, I was too preoccupied to know if someone was in the roo-- Whatever, these excuses matter little to anybody.\"\n\n He raised his left arm up, his hand wide open. Rays of the sun peering through his hand, through the leaves way above it, hitting his ivory eyes directly. He puts his gloves on one by one and unfolds his sleeves, and soon he notices Ember staring at him, possibly analyzing his humonculous nature, and so he tilts his head to look at her and she averts her discrete gaze and speaks.\n\n \"... I won't,\" he replies. Either a resignment of pride, or refrain from further argument, but that's that.\n\n \"I do want you to hit me with your conjured fire, though.\" He pushes back up with his arms, his torso slanted and head tilted back facing her. \"Let me feel your actual power, not that of a mere showman who creates bubbles and fog in excess.\""
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"value": "Ember momentarily had a quixotic expression,but quickly suppressed it.\n\n\"You want me to --- Wait, are you trying to get me to sever your connection, and send you home? Is that it? Smash up your \"china doll\" enough that the sending fails? --- Why ever would I do that?\" ember cooed naughtily, then smiled even more wickedly.\n\n\"Or is there some OTHER reason you want me to make a glowing hole where your chest is? In either case, it would take a great deal of explanation to my companions here why I had done so...\""
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"value": "The black-haired man snickered, pieces of his face sliding apart to form somewhat of a smile, hearing of this potential 'glowing hole' in his torso. \"I'm sure I would've been able to survive it.\"\n\n His 'smile' dissipated as he climbed back up his chair and moved beside Ember. \"No, I was looking to ingest your discharge, actually. My mana's running low and I need it to move around. It's a net negative for me to even swing my arm, we don't regenerate it with our stomachs like you do. Plus there's...\"\n\n \"Not really much connection left back home. As far as being cryogenized goes, it's just me here right now.\"\n\n The backrest of his wheelchair descended slightly, setting him slouched. \"I suppose it's a bit heinous to try to extract from an already nauseated woman. I apologize.\"\n\n An awkward delay.\n\n \"Is Ember your actual name?\""
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"value": "\"A rose by any other name, smells just as sweetly dahling. I am who i choose to be. You cant get more liberated than that.\"\n\nember smiled.\n\n\"As for looking for a 'recharge', you're barking up the wrong magician right now. Besides, I'm not going to pop my wand on someone like you dahling. My REAL power cannot be properly... Conducted... by a mere sentimental trinket like this dear. I packed lightly, for a vacation-- not a bloody war. Cough up a proper focus, and we'll business.\"\n\nEmber smiled wickedly.\n\n\"No? Well then. I think that would be all.\""
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"value": "\"You can't just ask for a foc-- All of them require sentimental value. Are you sure it's even you and not the focii you use? You seem to place them on too high of a pedestal.\"\n\n Nary an inch of movement. Seems like the black-haired man on a wheelchair has gone full standby to recuperate his losses. A more discerning person would detect a mosquito merely hover nearby and subsequently fall down, dead.\n\n \"Henri. My name. Some might call me 'Wheelo' or 'Carter' right now though, for I told them these as my name. It... Yes, okay, I didn't think these names through, don't mock it.\""
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"value": "\"Oh? You think so do you, \"henri\"? well then...\"\n\nEmber discretely put the wand down, and extended his bare hand.\n\n\"I need the focus for control-- It's a tool-- an instrument. It's useless without the hand of the musician-- but if you want to see what I myself am--- \"\n\nEmber grinned mischievously. He was CERTAIN this would knock him back down again, and kick him in the balls hard for doing, but this little shit needed the lesson.\n\nwith a sudden thrust of his right hand, he placed it palm down on the man's chest, then inhaled more than just the air. The fire sputtered and threatened to die, and the sky seemed to lose some of its azure hue, while ember himself seemed to practically intensify in the color of his hair, lips, and eyes-- a technicolor spectacle, as a huge sum of the ambient, native magic in the vicinity got drawn toward and into him.\n\n\"Bear in mind, dahling, I'm NOT at full power...\"\n\nBright incandescence erupted between the joints of the mechanical form, as it rapidly absorbed the torrential flow, reached saturation, then attempted to expel the excess to avoid damage. ---The flow continued, and increased.\n\n\"When I said it would pop my wand, I wasn't kidding, dahling--- So, is this enough, or do you need more?\" \n\nThat wicked smile of his seemed almost demonic, with the intensity of the magic flowing through and around it. \n\nThe flow continued to increase...\n\nEmber had EVERY intention of popping this little doll like an overinflated balloon. Swirling sigils and magical formulae that had been laid when the shell was cast began to become visible, swirl, and writhe on the surface of the shell, then after-echos of the casting rebounded in the intense barrage-- a subtle whispering of female voices--\n\n\"SO, it was a GROUP effort--\" mused Ember with a titter...\n\nThe flow increased even more...."
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"value": "The river wasn't that wide and relatively shallow too, but what's waist high for average people would've went up to Verdant's chest. No way she'd reach the bones without getting drenched, so might as well take a rinse. The snake slipped out of her offensively bright sackcloth, halfheartedly rinsing the fabric twice before squeezing the water out and tossing the resulting lump haphazardly on a rock.\n\nThen she walked into the peacefully flowing water.\n\nVerdant blinked slowly. By the second blink a thin membrane covered her eyes as the pupils narrowed into a pair of slit, the blurry underwater sharpened into clarity. She knelt next to the skeleton, examining whether there's trace of injuries on the old bones and the mossy clothing.\n\nThen she poked it with a pointy stone, just because."
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"value": "\"We should mass grave first. Those who were perished. Take their names to their family.\n\nIn my experience of expenditures. You guys should be. Prepared when getting to island. We didn't know what and who are dwelling inside the forestry. We lost some weapons the are heavy burden to carry but we should at least make something primitive.\n\nSeems that you introduce yourself as huntress. I m fine that you may take the lead to venture and find some place to build a settlement. We also need some water line that is deep. If want to build the ship again.\n\nWhen we move. I suggest. Single file, sandwiching those people who can't fight. Those who can fight will tag along with you in line and the other group is on the rare. We can put some on the middle to but it's your choice to decide in overall. Expect for the fight. We might be hostile or prey who. Dwell this island.\" Nanashi spoke."
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"value": "Sonia listened patiently, and there was a hint of amusement... or sarcasm in her smile When the man voiced his opinion in such an elaborate manner. \n\n\"Mister Traveler, I simply asked for a plan. Your plan, not mine, nor dictate or suggest how should I carry out my plan.\" Sonia stepped down from her stone podium and sit on a nearby, more elevated boulder. \"There is no leader to vote for yet, let alone elected. And I have not disclosed my plan, not yet. But I think I definitely understand where you are coming from.\"\n\n\"As for giving the dead proper burial. I agree with you, but I am not in a position to assign anyone to fulfill anyone's behest.\" Sonia pointed at the resting sailors who were mostly quiet during her speech, taking their time to enjoy the meal. \"But I think the gentlemen over there would be willing to help you as a token of gratitude for the food you have generously prepared. As for the file, formation as you might call it, I think it will be reserved for later.\"\n\n\"Anyone else? Mind sharing your ideas?\""
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"value": "\"You again- wait, how did you even find that thing?\" One would've expected the wheelchair to sink into the depth alongside the ship, among other things. It's probably not the strangest thing this metal man had been showing, but Verdant didn't quite cared enough to worry about it. \"My old clothing got shredded quite thoroughly. Found this floating not far from here.\"\n\nWhy were she even talking to this man anyway? Because he's showing to be difficult to kill? Perhaps. One could never lack of meat shield, but quality ones were difficult to find."
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"value": "\"I see.\"\n\n The black-haired man on a wheelchair turned towards the loud redhead talking to the young man. Bah, he has no interest in cooperating with people. It's just going to be an annoyance. He expects nothing of this lot.\n\n His head turned to the beach for some kind of distraction. Nothing on there. Any trees nearby that he could climb? Someone has to map out this island and look for notable spots. That redhead's quite tall for a woman. This other woman's orange tattered dress is distracting. He tried to grab the dress but she reflexively reacted, and he whispered \"I just want to see what it's made of.\" Where has he seen this material? It's some kind of linen but it reflects light like silk... Wait a minute.\n\n He snickered. \"Hey, kid, I think I know whose dress this is. Oh, she's going to be mad.\" He scanned the area. \"Is she still berating the widow?\""
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"value": "Verdant glared at the impertinent man as if he just claimed that the world is round or something equally ridiculous, slapping the errant hand away with her leftover fish. \"Finders keepers.\" Who cares if the thing was pre-owned? She found it, it's hers now. If the previous owner tried to claim it she didn't mind shanking a bitch.\n\nEyeing at the mostly eaten carcass, the serpent tossed it off to the nearest bush and wiped her hand on the orange sackcloth. It didn't help much, the garment still too drenched to properly remove the fishy slime, but that can be fixed with a few more wipes.\n\nProbably."
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"value": "@Pakde\n\nThe Necromancer shook his head at the snake woman, \"And we are sure that there is something interesting out there\" His finger pointed towards the dense greenery a few feet away from them. It seemed to him that perhaps he would have to venture off alone, this option would not be ideal for him. However, if he had to go alone it would not be too much of a disadvantage. But his adventure through the unknown would have to wait, he could hear his stomach rumbling. Ezekiel sat down with the others, scanning his eyes on the other survivors. Taking a bit of the grilled fish, and pulled up his mask far enough so just his mouth was exposed. Quite chewing on the food that had been prepared. Personally, he thought his food was better, but beggars could not be choosers. \n\nListening to the demoness' speech would be a good excuse for him to find the book. \"We believe exploring the island for materials for our survival, would highen our chances of living. Also searching for any means to escape would be beneficial as well. So we suggest after eating this meal, we should explore the island immediately.\" The masked mage pulled down his mask once he was finished eating. He knew that some of them would be willing to explore the island for any means of escape. Although the talks of burying the dead would make getting the bodies a pain in the butt."
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"value": "Ember stooped pitifully near the fire, gently poking sticks into it every now and then, thankful for the fact, that for once, it was not something sustained entirely by magic.\n\nHe was positively drained, and probably couldn't manage more than a sputtering, and uncontrolled burst of pitiful flames had he been in the position to be trying that. The sticks were a perfectly tractable, and entirely practical, (if undignified) option, and he was very thankful for it being available.\n\n\"It sure beats sitting on the beach, in this insufferable sun all day. At least there'd be shade... Maybe we'd get lucky, and find a lake to get the salt off us. I can positively FEEL my skin puckering up like a priest of chastity at a bacchanal. We wont even discuss my hair...\"\n\nHe turned to the 'very obviously a practitioner of the necromantic arts', appraising his tattered but still very apparent costume, and spoke in a hushed, private tone so that only the recipient would hear.\n\n'I wouldn't dahling-- We have the superstitious types in our number.. The last thing we need, is a coup because somebody's dead husband is shambling around outside mucking out a latrine. If it were just us dahling, I wouldn't mind, but we must think about these things, given our circumstances. ...I'd rather not end up in a fire... Speaking of-- I never made your acquaintance-- I'm ember-- Transfigurist, and illusionist-- I specialize in fashion. ...Despite appearances... I can tell from your attire what your specialty is dahling--- I've designed similar numbers for some of my clients-- but I'm at a disadvantage for your name--\""
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"value": "\"Who knows? Could be some man-eating tribal folks on the other side. Or some abomination from ancient times. Or just a huge stretch of nothing but ticks and leeches. Ain't in a hurry to find out.\" Ooh, free food. Cooked food, how nice. If she'd know she wouldn't have eaten that raw fish, but eh. More nutrient never hurt. Habitually wiping the slime which only served to spread the stain further along the sackcloth, Verdant tottered to snatch one of the grilled fish and blew into it.\n\nYep, a huge improvement. Now if only they had spice."
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"value": "\"... Ezekiel you say? ... A bit .. 'old-fashioned' isn't it?\" mused Ember bemusedly.\n\n\"Well, once i've had a chance to rest up a bit, I could see about mending your robes dahling... I take great pride and care in the... care... of.. my work.....\"\n\nEmber trailed off, completely taken by surprise by what had just darted in front of him. That filthy beggar woman that had been lounging outside his quarters aboard ship had clearly not only survived, but had clearly found one of his missing spring pieces. \n\nWorse still, she was... smearing it with..... FISH GREASE.. like it was some common rag from the gutter. THAT WAS MEANT TO BE ON A HOTTIE'S TIGHT LITTLE BOTTOM, NOT ACCEPTING FILTHLY FISH JUICES!! AND THAT BUNDLE! THAT WAS SUPPOSED TO BE TIGHTLY WRAPPED AROUND A TASTEFUL SET OF BOSOMS, NOT SOME COLLECTION OF OLD RUBBISH!!\n\nThe surge of emotion combined with his weakened constitution, in a momentary darkening of his vision as his blood pressure spiked, and the vagal response kicked in, sending him to the sandy ground on his bottom with a thud.\n\nDazed, his head swam, and for a single blessed moment, he felt maybe he had just hallucinated it, and that he just needed to rest and drink more coconut water... But he rubbed his eyes, and looked again as his momentary loss of verticality dissipated. It was quite plain-- It was not a mere hallucination. Worse, the vile creature was picking her nose, and rubbing it on the bright orange trousers, along with the greasy fish juice. He felt nauseous, but summoned the power to get to his feet, then staggered toward the abominable visage of the woman...\n\n\"If you'll excuse me sir.... I need to take care... of some business....\""
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"value": "The world seemed to move by in a blur, as people she barely knew talked about everything from survival to petty squabbles. Her life had always been mostly easy, mostly safe, mostly guaranteed. With the one notable exception, she had never had to fight for her own survival, for he right to continue to be alive. Now her hopes seemed to lay almost entirely in the hands of strangers who barely got along, and a woman that was just a bit more demonic looking than she would have liked. At least she was not an actual demon, how her people could go about resembling those monsters was beyond Viviana's understanding.\n\n\"I can help with making some kind of camp or shelter, or at least I can do my best. I fear I would be of little use scouting or hunting,\" The small elven girl moved to be closer to Sonia, even with a hint of hesitation as light caught on her horns. \"Whatever you say, whatever you need me to do, I am with you,\"\n\nQuietly, her hands fell back into their ideation. Tiny flickers of flame and arcs of electricity traced her increasingly alert, and frantic, finger tips."
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"value": "\"As far as not dying goes, food and water and shelter ain't difficult to find.\" In a rare streak of good mood, Verdant contributed to the discussion through a mouthful of fish. \"No rescue's coming anytime soon though. We must've drifted quite far southward.\"\n\nGoing back to civilization would be harder, but by no means impossible. Enough sailors survived, that if they were able to somehow kludge together a large enough barge there's a good chance for them to simply paddle back to civilization. Navigation should be their strong suit, right? Though, another storm can easily smash them back to this island. Maybe she wont be as lucky at that time.\n\nShrugging, the serpent sat back down and stopped talking. Two sentences was all the socializing she's willing to provide for the moment."
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"value": "Ezekiel turned his head towards the one that created the fire, he felt somewhat uncomfortable when he was being addressed. However, if he had someone with him, then his chance of survivability would be quite high. \"Our name is Eziekal Jarrett. Student of the dark arts, and follower of Chaul'lu.\" His voice was of a whisper, as he didn't want the others to know of his occupation. To them, he was just a very eccentric mage that could not hurt a fly. So now he assumed he would have to play nice with Ember, or have his secret known and his body being roasted on the fire next. \n\n\"Do you suggest we explore the island after everyone is asleep?\" He had his fill of food, for the time being, he was not much of a glutton like regular people. He looked down at his robes, they were quite torn because of the shipwreck. However, he would be able to fix them himself, if he was able to find his sewing kit. Speaking of that he would need to find it quickly. Standing up as Ember left to deal with the old woman, wandering the beach looking for his sewing kit. Muttering something about \"not thinking about anything obscene involving him and Ember.\""
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"value": "\"Uh, one question. Wouldn't it be more feasible to grab the man in his mansion? Or better yet, when he's on the way home.\" No matter how reinforced a carriage was, it wouldn't hold a candle to a properly set up building. Not as many guards too, and reinforcement would be both slow and scarce. Hit it fast, hit it hard, and be gone before anyone can process what happened.\n\n\"On a side note, I'm against walking up on their front door. They'll inevitably recognize us, and when it comes to these kind of folks they can hold grudge for a really long time. Unless we completely uproot the entire band in one go.\" A more troublesome aspect was them going after the people around oneself. Yvonne couldn't care less, Foxxie probably would just disappear, but they wont hesitate burning this place down to hurt Sparky here for one. Dunno if the foreigner have family or acquaintances here, but they too would be a target. No, pretending to be businessmen had more trouble than its worth."
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"value": "\"Uh, one question. Wouldn't it be more feasible to grab the man in his mansion? Or better yet, when he's on the way home.\"\n\n\"If you ask me, I don't believe this entire Mansion thingy. In the times like this, strongmen usually will be more vigilant than ever. They wanted to be closer to their empire. Making sure it runs smoothly while at the same time remaining low profile. Remember that Gerald's face and his rank were barely known. This means the man is paranoid and rarely makes a public appearance. He would stay on his throne even if his empire is on fire. And don't forget, if the assassination attempt is any indication, they seemed to have a very extensive tunnel system, and they can and will use those passages as their primary means of transporting. \n\n\"On a side note, I'm against walking up on their front door. They'll inevitably recognize us, and when it comes to these kind of folks they can hold grudge for a really long time. Unless we completely uproot the entire band in one go.\"\n\n\"Our options are either that or have one of us cuffed.\" Jazdia shrugged. \"Why? Do you fear those kinds of riffraff? If we can prove their involvement in Fred's assassination, I am damned sure Kindeance would have the entire guild purged until there is no single snake scale left.\""
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"value": "\"Our man need to sleep somewhere, yeah? Good point though, so we go in fast and hard. You got our exit planned?\" This felt kinda rushed, unless Sparky here secretly already kept a plan to assault the target. Wont be too surprising if she did, honestly. The elf had way too many obstructive layer to be just a disposable pawn like the rest of the team. Just what kind of company was she running?\n\nYvonne took another bite out of her chicken. Whatever company it was, they made some damn good chicken.\n\n\"Yeah, nah. Let's just attack them as your initial plan. If it goes well there should be no tangible way to connect it to us.\" As if any plan ever went well. If it require more than two steps it's less of a plan and more of wishful thinking, but Yvonne just shrug. She'll improvise on the fly if it's necessary, it's nowhere near her first time up shit creek with no paddle. \"You sure our target will be there? It's well past midnight in eight hours.\""
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"value": "[GM Post]\n\nThe idea was solid, but plain physics dictated that it wasn't a possible outcome. Converting the ashes back into paper was a slow, energy consuming process, but as it went there's clearly something wrong with it. The reproduced paper was based on the remaining corners - ergo, completely blank. Combustion tend to be a one way street after all.\n\nA fly buzzed and landed on the paper. It rubbed its front pair of legs impertinently."
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"value": "The fly was incinerated upon approach, and he irritatingly shot the ashes and paper in his hand forward, making a cloud of black smoke and a decent smear on the wall.\n His usefulness to this team at this point was already questionable, but it only seems to dwindle further.\n\n No, there's one more foray left to tackle. Henri moved closer to the stairs and carefully discarded all the items that weren't his but Cedar's, then headed down the stairs, meeting the other four members mid-way.\n As he took something off from inside his coat, \"Cedar, I left your stuff in there. Matilda,\" he handed back her family's medallion, and walked past them. \"I'm going to check the submerged floors.\"\n\n His shoes make an awful amount of clacking noises without Cedar's boots, huh. Putting bronze soles on his shoes for easier sliding and skating... It definitely is one of the ideas of all time.\n After making sure that all the items within his body are fully sealed to prevent water damage, and depraved of air to prevent buoyancy, he walked down the waterlogged stairs and into the water."
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"value": "[GM Post]\n\nThe submerged level was pitch black. Moss grown on just about any surface, while tiny fishes lazily floated around the room without much care to the world. The layout was much the same as the floors above, and equally empty. Seemed that this level wasn't instantly flooded back then, allowing the content to be evacuated before the water took them. The structure itself was relatively well-preserved despite decades sitting underwater, though the great logs holding up the ceiling had shown some signs of rotting by now.\n\nThe stairs still continued down, to what must've been the cellar."
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"value": "Kaito listened quietly to Jazdia's plan. It was pretty audacious to just blitz in through the front door, grab the man and get out. However if they could manage to lure away enough people, they might make it to the target and get out. However, the aftermath could become problematic. The Black Serpent's guild would see it as a declaration of war.\n\n\"I think it is plausible. With the distraction and the element of surprise to actually get in and get out. No one in the Black Serpent guild is going to expect anyone storming through the front door. So far so good. But the plan hinges on if we can find evidence of their involvement and if we can persuade the royal court to make a move. If we fail on that second part we'll have the entire guild coming for our heads. I doubt constable Delving would be very pleased to raid the Black Serpent guild for us after today, in the case he's not involved with them himself. Who do we present the evidence to?\""
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"value": "Invoking Golem Automaton's 30ft-radius perception to be able to 'see' solid surfaces and temperature in the water.\n\n As he walks deeper in and the mineral oil grease seeps upward out of his body, he wondered. What exactly did he expect to find here? These lower floors must have been submerged for an innumerable amount of years, exploring this has a massive chance of being completely fruitless in relation to finding the prince.\n\n Nevertheless, he pushed on, down towards the cellar. He was curious."
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"value": "[GM Post]\n\nAn actual door actually barred the cellar entrance, though the once solid wood had rotten soft and the hinges rusted brittle. It detached and slowly fell backward with the slightest push, impacting the ground with a dull thud. There's many objects here - barrels by the dozens lined the walls on both sides, whatever it contained had long since compromised by the rotting wood. There's a sizeable wooden table down at the center, flanked by long benches, equally rotten to the rest of the room. On the far side was what looked like a well, its purpose made obsolete by the sheer amount of water available in the immediate vicinity.\n\nOn closer examination, a few chests were stacked at the corner next to the barrels. Rot had started to afflict the wood, but nowhere as severe as the rest of everything in the cellar. Was the wood treated before?"
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"value": "Cedar gladly reclaimed his clothes and boots-- then set about washing the remaining bits of muck (and filth, from the way he came in) from his extremities before re-clothing himself.\n\n\"Nice ta get my clothes back on--\" he murmured. \"Nasty way in though-- an' I JUST had a bath!\" He frowned in that inscrutable way he did when displeased. \n\nHe turned to face Matilda.\n\n\"Looks like 'is place is all cleared out a'eady. Shame-- I werent none too sure if'n there was bastards in 'ere stills er not-- Spent a good hour planting surprises for em, if'n they was... Had jus' gotten all clean from walkin' the marsh all in muf fur for disguise reasons, when Henri said ya was in here aready. Glad ta see ain't no harm done... Lesee what the dumbshits lef' fer us.\"\n\nReclaiming his walking stick and leaning on it in his usual manner, he began his own inspection of the room he and Matilda were in."
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"value": "[GM Post]\n\nSome part remained relatively untouched. The bedrolls was still laid out in order on one side. The one cookpot with a layer of moldy something at the bottom was still by its lonesome at the corner after someone kicked it off the spit a few days ago. The face-down corpse and unstrung bow hadn't moved at all from its previous position, near dead center amidst the pool of dried blood and a veritable swarm of flies. And some crows, that took stock of the party for a grand total of three seconds before returning to their feast.\n\nA few things changed. The ash that was gathered by the cooking fire had been dashed against a wall, leaving a white-grey splotch and a few scattered scrap of paper. The rolls of tools have been, well, unrolled to reveal their secret. Empty backpacks piled on one side, its content regurgitated and rearranged in an obsessively neat manner across the floor.\n\nA few adventurous flies were crawling over the recently unveiled preserved food, impertinently rubbing their front legs together like a group of evil masterminds."
},
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"value": "[GM Post]\n\nThankfully, the way alcohol worked it'll disperse very quickly in presence of water. Not like Henri could get drunk, but still. Think of the fishes. As for the latest loot, each of them let out sizeable air bubbles as they're opened. Upon closer look there's rubber lining the rims, giving them good waterproofing to last through all these decades submerged.\n\nThey're filled with bottles. The first two, according to the label, was whiskey. The next two had differently shaped bottle, labeled vodka. Not like it's readable in the pitch black. Within each box was a piece of paper that was probably receipt or something, now completely drenched by the rushing water."
}
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"value": "\"Our man need to sleep somewhere, yeah? Good point though, so we go in fast and hard. You got our exit planned?\" This felt kinda rushed, unless Sparky here secretly already kept a plan to assault the target. Wont be too surprising if she did, honestly. The elf had way too many obstructive layer to be just a disposable pawn like the rest of the team. Just what kind of company was she running?\n\nYvonne took another bite out of her chicken. Whatever company it was, they made some damn good chicken.\n\n\"Yeah, nah. Let's just attack them as your initial plan. If it goes well there should be no tangible way to connect it to us.\" As if any plan ever went well. If it require more than two steps it's less of a plan and more of wishful thinking, but Yvonne just shrug. She'll improvise on the fly if it's necessary, it's nowhere near her first time up shit creek with no paddle. \"You sure our target will be there? It's well past midnight in eight hours.\""
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "[GM Post]\n\nThe idea was solid, but plain physics dictated that it wasn't a possible outcome. Converting the ashes back into paper was a slow, energy consuming process, but as it went there's clearly something wrong with it. The reproduced paper was based on the remaining corners - ergo, completely blank. Combustion tend to be a one way street after all.\n\nA fly buzzed and landed on the paper. It rubbed its front pair of legs impertinently."
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "The fly was incinerated upon approach, and he irritatingly shot the ashes and paper in his hand forward, making a cloud of black smoke and a decent smear on the wall.\n His usefulness to this team at this point was already questionable, but it only seems to dwindle further.\n\n No, there's one more foray left to tackle. Henri moved closer to the stairs and carefully discarded all the items that weren't his but Cedar's, then headed down the stairs, meeting the other four members mid-way.\n As he took something off from inside his coat, \"Cedar, I left your stuff in there. Matilda,\" he handed back her family's medallion, and walked past them. \"I'm going to check the submerged floors.\"\n\n His shoes make an awful amount of clacking noises without Cedar's boots, huh. Putting bronze soles on his shoes for easier sliding and skating... It definitely is one of the ideas of all time.\n After making sure that all the items within his body are fully sealed to prevent water damage, and depraved of air to prevent buoyancy, he walked down the waterlogged stairs and into the water."
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "[GM Post]\n\nThe submerged level was pitch black. Moss grown on just about any surface, while tiny fishes lazily floated around the room without much care to the world. The layout was much the same as the floors above, and equally empty. Seemed that this level wasn't instantly flooded back then, allowing the content to be evacuated before the water took them. The structure itself was relatively well-preserved despite decades sitting underwater, though the great logs holding up the ceiling had shown some signs of rotting by now.\n\nThe stairs still continued down, to what must've been the cellar."
},
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"from": "human",
"value": "Kaito listened quietly to Jazdia's plan. It was pretty audacious to just blitz in through the front door, grab the man and get out. However if they could manage to lure away enough people, they might make it to the target and get out. However, the aftermath could become problematic. The Black Serpent's guild would see it as a declaration of war.\n\n\"I think it is plausible. With the distraction and the element of surprise to actually get in and get out. No one in the Black Serpent guild is going to expect anyone storming through the front door. So far so good. But the plan hinges on if we can find evidence of their involvement and if we can persuade the royal court to make a move. If we fail on that second part we'll have the entire guild coming for our heads. I doubt constable Delving would be very pleased to raid the Black Serpent guild for us after today, in the case he's not involved with them himself. Who do we present the evidence to?\""
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Invoking Golem Automaton's 30ft-radius perception to be able to 'see' solid surfaces and temperature in the water.\n\n As he walks deeper in and the mineral oil grease seeps upward out of his body, he wondered. What exactly did he expect to find here? These lower floors must have been submerged for an innumerable amount of years, exploring this has a massive chance of being completely fruitless in relation to finding the prince.\n\n Nevertheless, he pushed on, down towards the cellar. He was curious."
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "[GM Post]\n\nAn actual door actually barred the cellar entrance, though the once solid wood had rotten soft and the hinges rusted brittle. It detached and slowly fell backward with the slightest push, impacting the ground with a dull thud. There's many objects here - barrels by the dozens lined the walls on both sides, whatever it contained had long since compromised by the rotting wood. There's a sizeable wooden table down at the center, flanked by long benches, equally rotten to the rest of the room. On the far side was what looked like a well, its purpose made obsolete by the sheer amount of water available in the immediate vicinity.\n\nOn closer examination, a few chests were stacked at the corner next to the barrels. Rot had started to afflict the wood, but nowhere as severe as the rest of everything in the cellar. Was the wood treated before?"
},
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"value": "Cedar gladly reclaimed his clothes and boots-- then set about washing the remaining bits of muck (and filth, from the way he came in) from his extremities before re-clothing himself.\n\n\"Nice ta get my clothes back on--\" he murmured. \"Nasty way in though-- an' I JUST had a bath!\" He frowned in that inscrutable way he did when displeased. \n\nHe turned to face Matilda.\n\n\"Looks like 'is place is all cleared out a'eady. Shame-- I werent none too sure if'n there was bastards in 'ere stills er not-- Spent a good hour planting surprises for em, if'n they was... Had jus' gotten all clean from walkin' the marsh all in muf fur for disguise reasons, when Henri said ya was in here aready. Glad ta see ain't no harm done... Lesee what the dumbshits lef' fer us.\"\n\nReclaiming his walking stick and leaning on it in his usual manner, he began his own inspection of the room he and Matilda were in."
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "[GM Post]\n\nSome part remained relatively untouched. The bedrolls was still laid out in order on one side. The one cookpot with a layer of moldy something at the bottom was still by its lonesome at the corner after someone kicked it off the spit a few days ago. The face-down corpse and unstrung bow hadn't moved at all from its previous position, near dead center amidst the pool of dried blood and a veritable swarm of flies. And some crows, that took stock of the party for a grand total of three seconds before returning to their feast.\n\nA few things changed. The ash that was gathered by the cooking fire had been dashed against a wall, leaving a white-grey splotch and a few scattered scrap of paper. The rolls of tools have been, well, unrolled to reveal their secret. Empty backpacks piled on one side, its content regurgitated and rearranged in an obsessively neat manner across the floor.\n\nA few adventurous flies were crawling over the recently unveiled preserved food, impertinently rubbing their front legs together like a group of evil masterminds."
},
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"from": "gpt",
"value": "By this amount of barrels... How much of this waterlogged room is just wine? If someone else swam in here, would they get drunk?\n\n He grabbed one of rotten barrels and cast Inorganic Heal on it. Yeah, that would work. He tossed the repaired barrel aside, back into where he found it, as he focused on the two chests beside the corners of the barrel racks. Wait. He walked a little around the table, and saw a third chest, and a fourth. Ah.\n\n He summarily kicked the table and chairs aside, disintegrating them into nothing but a disheveled wood pile on one side of the room, and willed the chests to scoot closer to him so they're all at arm's reach. These chests... It's probably safe to open them underwater, right? These chests don't exactly come waterproof.\n\n Henri began opening them, one by one, with his own hands so as to naturally dismantle any such magical traps laid on them, while using Telekinesis to basically command the locks to release or be shattered."
},
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"value": "[GM Post]\n\nThankfully, the way alcohol worked it'll disperse very quickly in presence of water. Not like Henri could get drunk, but still. Think of the fishes. As for the latest loot, each of them let out sizeable air bubbles as they're opened. Upon closer look there's rubber lining the rims, giving them good waterproofing to last through all these decades submerged.\n\nThey're filled with bottles. The first two, according to the label, was whiskey. The next two had differently shaped bottle, labeled vodka. Not like it's readable in the pitch black. Within each box was a piece of paper that was probably receipt or something, now completely drenched by the rushing water."
},
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"value": "Chonan nodded at Jazdia, and took the arrows from her, along with the map that listed the targeted locations. \"I shall start early to make the needed preparations. Thank you for the meal; I'll catch up with you guys later.\" he said, while making a bow to the party, before immediately leaving the inn.\n\nHe headed to the weapon shop to browse for a bow, pathing straight to their displayed wares, where he picked out a decent long bow then tested its pull weight. Nodding his satisfaction to the shopkeeper, he approached the counter to make his purchase.\n\n\"A Longbow huh? Well, that's something new from you.\" the man said. \"What happened to your sense of artistic fashion? That seems a bit plain for your tastes.\" \n\n\"It never hurts to try new things.\" replied Chounan.\n\n\"I see..\" said the owner, rubbing his face with an amused smile, as Chounan counted out the coin.\n\nHaving made the purchase, he left the weapon shop. His reasons for purchasing a simpler, more common bow were pretty straight forward: His preferred Yumi was rather conspicuous and easily identified. He did not want to be identified as the culprit, should people start asking. Appearances weren't important. The clothing he had on underneath his armor was dark, and would blend into the shadows in the alleys at night nicely. \n\n***\n \n\n(This mission should be effortless. I've been practicing the bow since I was 3, and this will be no different from any of the competitions I've shot in, and took the purse.) he thought to himself.\n\nSoon enough, it was time for the mission. He took his horse, Kuro, and dressed in a hooded cloak for extra concealment. As his name suggested (for any that knew the language, anyway), Kuro was black, making finding the branding mark on him difficult in the daylight, let alone at night. Identifying him should be all but impossible.\n\nLike a bandit on a raid, he headed for his first target. He remained calm, enforcing the proper breathing techniques from his many competative shooting contests back home. He drew the bow back, then released the arrow straight into the rafters of the warehouse, right through the open ventillation window without stopping his horse, before moving to the next target. One arrow per warehouse, unless size dictated more. \n\nUsing the back alley ways, and 'scenic byways' to escape guard patrols and Guild members, he made his way back to link up with the group once more in the early hours of the morning, meeting with Jazdia as she was having her morning breakfast."
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"value": "Jazdia followed. As she reached the stairs, the interference felt weakened, rapidly. She could use her enchanted vision again, and immediately, as she hiked from one stair to another, the elf utilized her power to scan the entire place.\n\nThere he was! Hhite-haired, prominent jaw! Jazdia climbed two more stairs and reached Yvonne's wrist. \n\n\"That's not the way! Follow me! Gerrald is heading toward the catacombs. It seemed our guy doesn't want to leg it to the surface. He has five goons blocking the way for him.\" \n\nAs the elf passed Henri, she took a moment to look at him with a mix of amusement and confusion. His bulky and unnatural interior no longer amazed her after the whole debacle. \"Mister Henri. I am surprised to see you here. I presume Matilda sent you? You are... quite resourceful to be able to find us here.\"\n\nThen Jazdia rushed toward the aisle, noticing how the pathing, the lighting, and the overall atmosphere gradually changed as they went deeper into the guild's massive tunnel system."
},
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"value": "Solomon Sparrow\nLocation: Hdur, Kindeance\n\n\n---\n\n\n\n The farmer offered plenty of stock for Cedar to consume. Being one of the farms along the outer reaches of the village, it had more access to the fertile lands, and as a result, was able to grow a plethora of crop in such abundance. A testament to the prosperity of Hdur.\n\n \"I should have enough coin to cover whatever my friend fancies at the moment. I see you're familiar with the hunters, what can you tell me about them? Has their pattern of behavior changed in recent memory?\"\n Asked Solomon. \"I'm not sure how privy you are to their schedule, but anything you can share would be appreciated.\" Solomon wandered nearby as the farmer collected various stock for Cedar. It was good for Cedar to finally have a proper meal. He seemed ecstatic about it, anyway. While he ate, might as well see what the farmer knew, if anything."
},
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"value": "As the elf instructed, Chounan went ahead from the two woman. Two long straps of cloth can be notice as were tied each of the hole of the handguards flowing opposite that Chounan's heading to. Those cloth belong to slaves he accidentally killed. The slave man's cloth tied on the katana's handguard the slave-woman's cloth tied on the wakizashi's hand guard. Chounan want the rest of the party have breathing so he voluntary himself break the odds who were obstructed their way. He blended on the darkness of pathway and with his Ki his awareness enhanced. Hunting down the Guild Master Gerald without killing him."
},
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"value": "Yvonne stopped as the elf caught up with her, inwardly annoyed at how everyone seems to move faster than her short legs. Still, looks like whatever magic bullshittery clouding Sparky's vision had been lifted if she can now track Gerralt down. Good enough, cant wait to break his legs for all the trouble he caused.\n\n\"Just five? If they're only men it's nowhere near enough.\" Any one of them can probably take the whole lot. \"Lead the way, boss.\""
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"value": "@A5G\n\nCedar's face erupted into a mischievous smirk at the notion that Solomon was paying.\n\n\"Ya sure fella?\" he mused with a sparkle in his eyes. \"No takesies backsies now--\"\n\nSolomon made a gregarious \"Be my guest\" hand gesture at the food available with his own benevolent smirk in response. The farmer just looked back and forth between them with a sparkle in his eyes and a wide smile, awaiting payment.\n\n\"Innat case....\" the bear chortled, \"I'll have somma dis-- somma dis-- Somma dis--- Somma dis, Somma dis-- somma dis-- Somma dis-- somma dis, and somma dis.\" \n\n\"Is that all?\" asked the farmer, started at the rather large assortment of foods the bear had selected, including half a barrel of fatty bacon, a 20lb sack of potatoes, 4 large cabbages, a sack of carrots, a 20lb sack of pottage beans (mixed), 3 cauliflowers (whole), 4 broccoli (whole), a tray of ripe tomatoes, and a whole ham hock.\n\n\"Nope-- Ya gots a renderin' vat? How's about some nice garlic-- an onions! OOH-- an cell'ry-- Gots ta has the cell'ry--\"\n\n\"Are you... Truly gonna eat all that?\" asked the farmer, incredulously. \n\n\"Sure is! Not all at oncet acourse, bu' I's should has it all polished off by mornin!\""
},
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"value": "kaito could feel his blade hitting the bear's skull. Rather than punching through his wakizashi was sliding down, following the contours of the skull and only cutting open flesh, skin and muscle where it should have skewered the brains in order to be fatal. It was at that moment that the fox realized that he had made a grave mistake. From his peripheral vision he could see the giant muscular bear arm swinging towards him. If it would connect, it would turn the kitsune into fox pudding. However the attack suddenly stopped as a timely arrow stuck the creature right in its muzzle. Jazdia had saved his skin. \n\nThe fox readied himself to strike again but then some form of chaos ensued in the audience. Gerald ordered the arena to be sealed while the elf had blown up the trap door. For a moment he looked at the bear and then at his companions before making a dash towards the door. This fight was over but the mission was not. They still had to capture Gerald.\n\nKaito quickly caught up with Jazdia and Yvonne. \"Even more fighting?…you can have my part if it makes you happy. Spoke the fox as he had seen enough fighting for today but knew that there would still be a lot more of that stuff coming their way."
},
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"value": "Walking into the desolate home, she was on high alert cause there were intruders. Checking every nook and cranny of the house for any clues she could find. Hear heavy could probably be heard by everyone in the vicinity. She could hear voices in another room, so she slowly made her way over toward the source. Not drawing her sword yet, as she wanted to talk to them first. And also her sword was comically large, so she was afraid it would cut the house in half with just one swing. \n\nStanding in front of the three men, she scanned them with her eyes. Making mental notes of who is armed. She looked over towards the third man, he looked well armed and much different than the other two. She assumed he was some kind of mercenary. And judging from his lack of sleep, she assumed he had some involvement with Brik's death in the fortress. \n\n\"Name is Hilda, I was told by Brik to meet em at his house. Who are you? Where the ell is Brik?\" She said wondering what their relation to Brik was."
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "[NPC Post]\n\n\"No ye ain't. Hilda ain't an orc.\" Pointed the first man. Then the second slapped him on the back of his head. \"People 'ave the same names, fool. Ah' know another Hilda in the next village.\"\n\nAs the two devolved into an inane bout of argument, the third man narrowed his eyes as his stance change into an alert one. It was... amateurish at best, but he's clearly angling for the dagger. And when he spoke, oh. His voice was laced with barely contained hostility.\n\n\"My brother was murdered, orc. Tell another lie and I'll fight you to death here and now.\"\n\nThe odds certainly didn't looks like it favor him at all, but it didn't seems like it'll deter him from trying."
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "[GM Post]\n\n\"Hokay. All that would be... ten and three silver and changes. Tell ye what, twelve silver and it's all yers. I'll let ya borrow the vat too if ya clean up after.\" Farmhand scratched his head, before this having no idea how much a starving bear could eat exactly. All these would've feed the whole farm crew for a few days. Maybe a week. \"Hunter boys, eh? There's four of 'em, usually shop for ther' groceries right 'ere. Sumtimes went off hunting and ain't seeing any of 'em for days. Iunno bout weird, but Reinhold came back lookin' all angry a couple hours ago. Didn't even return mah 'ello! Usually a polite lad, he was.\"\n\nThe farmhand dropped the last sack that Cedar wanted, wiping a sweat off his brows.\n\n\"Anyway. Not ta be suspicious or nothin', but ah' like to see some coins first, please.\""
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "\"I'm tellin no lie, I had conducted business with your brotha a few days ago. This is the first time hearing of your brother's passing. I assume you are lookin for the bastard that did the deed, if so then i would be more than glad to help ya.\" Matilda was wondering if she could get any further information from them. \n\nBut if not then she would have to fight them. \"BREAK THEIR BONES, THAT'S A GOOD WAY TO GET SOME INFORMATION.\" The voice from last night screamed in her ear. Her hand curling into a fist, ready to rush at them. But she was not looking for a fight. Fighting the urge to break their spines over her knees."
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "[NPC Post]\n\nThe hunter's eyes narrowed at Matilda's claim. On one hand, the two brothers didn't usually hide anything. On the other hand, it's not like they actively pry into each other. He was suspicious still, but for now willing to give it a talk.\n\n\"Looking? Already found them. An' I'll kill them all if it's the last thing I do.\" He spat out slowly, every word heavily laced with malice. This man's a raging inferno at the moment, and though it burned bright it'll not burn for long at all. \"Stay outta my way. I ain't trusting you.\""
},
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"value": "As Chounan is ahead from the rest of the party. He decreases his speed so that the party can see him in sight especially Jazdia herself. He will change course of the direction upon the elf's instruction. He keep ahead to the party just to make sure that pathing is clear. If some of the enemy camp from the side of the narrow path, Ki will detect them nd his quick reaction will counter who do sneaky attacks."
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"value": "Mathew walked cautiously into Otaku Town, recognizing the anime characters and scenery adorning the walls whether it was in pictures or painted directly onto the wall. EDM was playing throughout the bar, loud enough to notice but not so loud as to drown out people's voices. With his eyes wide in paranoid terror, Mathew sat at the bar and ordered a Health Potion. A Health Potion was a vodka based cocktail mixed with cranberry juice and soda, and served in a jar.\n\nHe had no reason to fear anyone or anything at this bar, his behavior was brought about by a coming down from substances he wasn't used to. The night prior, Mathew had left this very establishment with a friend he had newly made to sample magic mushrooms. What wound up happening was the two of them consuming the friend's entire remaining supply. Earlier that day, Mathew giggled in amusement at how things which were normally still danced and waved at him. He had spent the early morning (11:45 am more specifically) still under the influence of what he had done the night before, and when the hallucinations wore off he was still laughing at his own thoughts. That lasted until night fell, when he realized he had left something of importance at his friend's house and forgot how to get to the place or contact him. So he came back to Otaku Town in the hopes of finding this person again.\n\nMusic Playing:\n\n\nBusiness: Slow"
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"value": "Dave had visited this town a few times before, and is quite exited by how this place seems to live up to it's name. So this time he's decided to try bringing out his alter ego as he calls it. to play somewhat safe he's wearing a sailor fuku outfit in the same style of his favorite anime, Fruits Basket. since it's a cooler day out he's got on the long sleeved top, the knee length skirt and a pair of white tights under that. and then a nice warm jacket and scarf on top. He's also got on a long black wig that has a deep purple highlight to it, and a leather purse that matches the style of the coat. He does know that none of the characters had the purple in their hair but he thought it to be a nice touch. Bars are not usually his thing but the fact that he feels like he could get away with this here makes it all worth it.\n\nGetting inside he unbuttons his coat and heads over to the bar to sit down and get something to eat, after placing his order he places his purse don on the counter next to him and looks around spotting Mathew sitting next to him now and turns to Mathew and waves \"Hello, I'm Asuka it's nice to meet you\""
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "The coming down of drugs he had done the previous night put Mathew in an unusual place mentally. He felt jumpy and paranoid of other people while at the same time yearning for human interaction. \n\n\"Hey buddy.\" Mathew said, his eyes wide as result of paranoia \"You wouldn't happen to know a regular here who insists he is a wizard would you?\" Mathew was unsure what words to use to explain his situation. This was all because of his drug withdrawal and his embarrassment in admitting that he did a whole fuck ton of drugs with someone but forgot their name or where he had gone to do them. Still, he needed his favorite leather coat back."
},
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"from": "gpt",
"value": "\"Well I'm new here, so your the first I've met. I've seen a few that look like wizard when I came in.\" he shrugs and blushes a bit. \"I'm not a wizard myself just a lonely school girl. uh if you'd like to talk about something I'd be happy to do so.\" \n\nhe nods and sorta fidgets with the shoulder strap on his purse until his drink arrives, it is a soft version of one of the drinks they offer, as he's not to big on drinking himself. not that he has any hangups with others doing it, or even trying it himself once in a while, but most of the drinks with alcohol in them he's tried have had a rancid taste to them, so he tends to stick to the softer stuff.\n\n\"so um are you into anime or video games?\" he asks thinking/hopping that given the theme of this place Matt will be into at least one of those."
},
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"from": "human",
"value": "\"I'm a major gamer.\" Mathew said. Having a conversation eased the flood of negative thoughts he was having as result of coming down from drugs. Perhaps he should curse his own curiosity, or maybe his lack of hobbies (he wasn't actually that much of a gamer). Maybe the blame lay on his lack of experiences in life at his age of 28. It was his first time with mushrooms and acid, and he had binged on both.\n\n\"I'm playing a lot of Red Dead Redemption. There is always more to find in that game.\" Mathew said, noticing this schoolgirl was a guy in a costume. He had never thought about trying a feminine costume himself, but wondered what people's reactions would be. \"Are you more of a singe player gamer or a competitive multiplayer gamer?\""
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "\"ooh I've heard of that game, i should try it sometime. Certainly more of a multi player type, competitive or co/op.\" He nods \"I've been playing a mmorpg a lot lately. That has been fun, but I end up playing single player games a lot too. Rimworld is fun with mods, And there's also Yakuza 0 there's a ton of extra stuff in that game\" He said giving him a smile and taking a sip of his drink. \"So um, do you come here a lot? it's my first time here.\"\n\nHe was still pretty nervous getting dressed up in a new place and such a public one at that. But it also felt good to do it and so far it seems like everyone is okay with this, so he's just trying not to let it show how he's both nervous and excited that he's able to be here pretending to be a school girl and having a normal conversation."
},
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"value": "Mathew didn't know if the person he was talking to was just cross dressing or trans, but he had seen guys cosplay as female characters at the convention he had went to in September (it was now January.) He didn't care either way, and wasn't the type to treat someone different based on that kind of thing. If anything he just found it interesting.\n\n\"I come here on and off.\" Mathew said \"I was here last night and...partied...\" He was cautious to admit that he had done harder drugs \"And left something at the party now I have no idea where it was. Normally when I come here I meet someone and have a little conversation. Do you go to conventions?\""
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "\"That's cool, I think I'm going to be coming here more often, now.\" he nods. \"though will probably be a while before I'm up for going to a party of anykind.\" he sighs. \"And no, I've only recently got to the point where I have the money, and the costumes to go to one. But getting up the nerve to wear a costume in such a big place, is well both exciting and terrifying. add to that I didn't have either when the last one was in the area so I'm having to wait and hope one comes around again. to be honest this is the first time I've worn my school girl costume outside\" he says and shrugs. \"I hope I'm not to boring, hey maybie sometime we could meet up at the arcade.\""
},
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"from": "human",
"value": "\"Well, I went to a con last year, and there was tons of cosplaying. It was pretty impressive. One person had the perfect Fallout costume with the pip boy, nuka colas and everything. There was a Link and he had rupees just like in the game, and a group of guys wearing sailor scout costumes.\" Mathew more vividly remembered the Misa Misa and Tifa costumes. He said this in case this guy was fearing judgement for dressing as a schoolgirl.\n\n\"I also went to a costume party here last Halloween and a New Years Eve party that was anime themed. They weren't as impressive as the con, but I made out with this girl dressed as a...bat or something. Anyways I will probably be here a lot more often considering I am back into anime!\""
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "[ahh no wonder there was no reply here darn thing ate my post]\n\n\"ooh that's really awesome. all those people sound like they would of been fun to meet.\" he nods and takes a ship of his drink. \"I had made my own working pipboy once. used a 3d printer for the case and slipped in a cell phone where I had made a program to look like the interface. I had even figured out how to include the maps app but have it give the maps in black and white and then change the black to green and the white to black so it looked like the pip boys maps but be of the actual area I was in. that was fun to make.\" he nods remember that project even if he never did get around to wearing it out. \"they still sound like will be fun even if they are much smaller scale. and you seem like a nice person too I do hope to see you around more.\""
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Being a local of Otaku, Alexi knew the area pretty well, just not many people as she stayed on the move a lot between work and skateboarding. It was mid day and she was just finishing up her shift at the local Music shop that had recently opened up and has been bringing a lot of attentions since the Grand Opening, bringing music hits from England and The U.S. The Rock Genre being one of the biggest things to recently come to Otaku.\n\nAlexi put in her earbuds, turned on some Dead Kennedys, slipped on her jacket, then finally grabbing her skateboard before stepping out the shop, the soft wind lifted her long very light blue, near white hair and she kicked off on her board, eventually she had arrived at the bar where Dave and Matthew were, complete strangers to Alexi, but time could change that. As she walked in, Alexi stubbed out a Joint she had smoked on the way. Her eyes a bit hazy and her body language suggested that she was in a very calm mellow state.\n\nAlexi approached the bar counter with her skateboard hanging from her backpack she commonly traveled with. \"One Silent Sunrise, please\" She said softly with a soft smile and she was handed a glass with a mixture of orange juice, cinnamon, and a nice splash of gin and whiskey. She then plopped in a bar stool with a sigh of relief after having a long day at work."
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "\"I plan to come here every weekend at least until I see that wizard guy again. I'm not opposed to making friends along the way. My name is Matt.\" He said, noticing a woman with blue/gray hair sit down a couple seats down with a skateboard and backpack. She seemed the type who might know something about the wizard guy with the stash of mushrooms.\n\n\"Hey, if you don't mind my asking, were you here last night?\" His interaction with Dave had calmed him down from his anxiety, so he sounded casual."
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "\"ooh that's cool, i do hope you find that guy your looking for, but it's always nice to meet new friends.\" he nods and and also notices the lady who had just came in and turns to wave at her as Matt does. \"Hello there, that's a neat Jacket. you have.\" He says and reaches for his drink. wanting to give her some time to react before he tries to do anything more. also it helps him to focus a little as he's still got some anxiety over how he's dressed he looks like the picture on his character profile. Sure it was solely his decision and so far he hasn't regretted it. bit it's also his first time out wearing a skirt and tights and the rest of the school girl outfit outside and in front of other people. after a longer sip he puts down his glass and continues.. \"I'm Asuka, it's nice to meet you, what's your name?\""
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "As she took a sip of her drink, Alexi looked over to the man addressing her and with a hazy look in her eyes and relaxed expression, she tilted her head at his question. \"Me? oh lets see..\" She replied, taking a moment to remember last night, most of her memory was kind of a blur as she Is commonly under the influence of marijuana. \n\n\"Oh! I got off of work late, closed up the music store for the night after some strange fellow with a pointy hat bought a a Pink Floyd album from me... I guess I was unaware there was a cosplay event or something, had quite a few customers come in with outfits..\"\n\nShe then looked over at what she assumed was a female, Alexi was too hazy to really determine the gender of whom complimented her jacket.\" Why thank you..\" She said softly with a slight smile on her face. 'I've had this jacket for a few years now, I get patches and sow them on. \"I'm Alexi, I recently became manager of the new music shop a ways down the street, you know the one that everyone's going to because of the U.K. and U.S. rock music we sell.\""
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "\"ooh that sounds like the wizard guy.. uh... he was after\" he says looking over at Mathew \"Ya know I just realized, you never did tell me your name.\" he says tiling his head slightly to the side, before turning back to the lady. \"Your welcome. that sounds like a neat idea I might need to find a nice coat and some nice patches to do that with.\" he nods \"Nice to meet you Alexi, I've heard of that store. though to be honest I'm a bit more into Kpop then us rock. though there are still some rock bands I like. hum, do you like Anime?\""
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "\"Oh...this guy just had a hood. It looked kinda sci-fi. I will just keep coming back here each weekend. I'm bound to run into him again eventually.\" Mathew said, finishing his drink \"I don't know about any cosplay event. I'm relatively new to the cosplay and convention scene. I've also considered getting a vinyl record player just because it would be cool, but I'm a cheapass.\"\n\nNear the liquor shelves were two TVs at both ends. One was playing a stream of the newest Call of Duty, while the other played Parasyte.\n\n\"So what animes do you guys watch?\" Matt was assuming anyone who came here liked anime."
}
]
| rpguild_limited_sharegpt | 2,918 |
[
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Dave had visited this town a few times before, and is quite exited by how this place seems to live up to it's name. So this time he's decided to try bringing out his alter ego as he calls it. to play somewhat safe he's wearing a sailor fuku outfit in the same style of his favorite anime, Fruits Basket. since it's a cooler day out he's got on the long sleeved top, the knee length skirt and a pair of white tights under that. and then a nice warm jacket and scarf on top. He's also got on a long black wig that has a deep purple highlight to it, and a leather purse that matches the style of the coat. He does know that none of the characters had the purple in their hair but he thought it to be a nice touch. Bars are not usually his thing but the fact that he feels like he could get away with this here makes it all worth it.\n\nGetting inside he unbuttons his coat and heads over to the bar to sit down and get something to eat, after placing his order he places his purse don on the counter next to him and looks around spotting Mathew sitting next to him now and turns to Mathew and waves \"Hello, I'm Asuka it's nice to meet you\""
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "The coming down of drugs he had done the previous night put Mathew in an unusual place mentally. He felt jumpy and paranoid of other people while at the same time yearning for human interaction. \n\n\"Hey buddy.\" Mathew said, his eyes wide as result of paranoia \"You wouldn't happen to know a regular here who insists he is a wizard would you?\" Mathew was unsure what words to use to explain his situation. This was all because of his drug withdrawal and his embarrassment in admitting that he did a whole fuck ton of drugs with someone but forgot their name or where he had gone to do them. Still, he needed his favorite leather coat back."
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "\"Well I'm new here, so your the first I've met. I've seen a few that look like wizard when I came in.\" he shrugs and blushes a bit. \"I'm not a wizard myself just a lonely school girl. uh if you'd like to talk about something I'd be happy to do so.\" \n\nhe nods and sorta fidgets with the shoulder strap on his purse until his drink arrives, it is a soft version of one of the drinks they offer, as he's not to big on drinking himself. not that he has any hangups with others doing it, or even trying it himself once in a while, but most of the drinks with alcohol in them he's tried have had a rancid taste to them, so he tends to stick to the softer stuff.\n\n\"so um are you into anime or video games?\" he asks thinking/hopping that given the theme of this place Matt will be into at least one of those."
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "\"I'm a major gamer.\" Mathew said. Having a conversation eased the flood of negative thoughts he was having as result of coming down from drugs. Perhaps he should curse his own curiosity, or maybe his lack of hobbies (he wasn't actually that much of a gamer). Maybe the blame lay on his lack of experiences in life at his age of 28. It was his first time with mushrooms and acid, and he had binged on both.\n\n\"I'm playing a lot of Red Dead Redemption. There is always more to find in that game.\" Mathew said, noticing this schoolgirl was a guy in a costume. He had never thought about trying a feminine costume himself, but wondered what people's reactions would be. \"Are you more of a singe player gamer or a competitive multiplayer gamer?\""
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "\"ooh I've heard of that game, i should try it sometime. Certainly more of a multi player type, competitive or co/op.\" He nods \"I've been playing a mmorpg a lot lately. That has been fun, but I end up playing single player games a lot too. Rimworld is fun with mods, And there's also Yakuza 0 there's a ton of extra stuff in that game\" He said giving him a smile and taking a sip of his drink. \"So um, do you come here a lot? it's my first time here.\"\n\nHe was still pretty nervous getting dressed up in a new place and such a public one at that. But it also felt good to do it and so far it seems like everyone is okay with this, so he's just trying not to let it show how he's both nervous and excited that he's able to be here pretending to be a school girl and having a normal conversation."
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Mathew didn't know if the person he was talking to was just cross dressing or trans, but he had seen guys cosplay as female characters at the convention he had went to in September (it was now January.) He didn't care either way, and wasn't the type to treat someone different based on that kind of thing. If anything he just found it interesting.\n\n\"I come here on and off.\" Mathew said \"I was here last night and...partied...\" He was cautious to admit that he had done harder drugs \"And left something at the party now I have no idea where it was. Normally when I come here I meet someone and have a little conversation. Do you go to conventions?\""
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "\"That's cool, I think I'm going to be coming here more often, now.\" he nods. \"though will probably be a while before I'm up for going to a party of anykind.\" he sighs. \"And no, I've only recently got to the point where I have the money, and the costumes to go to one. But getting up the nerve to wear a costume in such a big place, is well both exciting and terrifying. add to that I didn't have either when the last one was in the area so I'm having to wait and hope one comes around again. to be honest this is the first time I've worn my school girl costume outside\" he says and shrugs. \"I hope I'm not to boring, hey maybie sometime we could meet up at the arcade.\""
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "\"Well, I went to a con last year, and there was tons of cosplaying. It was pretty impressive. One person had the perfect Fallout costume with the pip boy, nuka colas and everything. There was a Link and he had rupees just like in the game, and a group of guys wearing sailor scout costumes.\" Mathew more vividly remembered the Misa Misa and Tifa costumes. He said this in case this guy was fearing judgement for dressing as a schoolgirl.\n\n\"I also went to a costume party here last Halloween and a New Years Eve party that was anime themed. They weren't as impressive as the con, but I made out with this girl dressed as a...bat or something. Anyways I will probably be here a lot more often considering I am back into anime!\""
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "[ahh no wonder there was no reply here darn thing ate my post]\n\n\"ooh that's really awesome. all those people sound like they would of been fun to meet.\" he nods and takes a ship of his drink. \"I had made my own working pipboy once. used a 3d printer for the case and slipped in a cell phone where I had made a program to look like the interface. I had even figured out how to include the maps app but have it give the maps in black and white and then change the black to green and the white to black so it looked like the pip boys maps but be of the actual area I was in. that was fun to make.\" he nods remember that project even if he never did get around to wearing it out. \"they still sound like will be fun even if they are much smaller scale. and you seem like a nice person too I do hope to see you around more.\""
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Being a local of Otaku, Alexi knew the area pretty well, just not many people as she stayed on the move a lot between work and skateboarding. It was mid day and she was just finishing up her shift at the local Music shop that had recently opened up and has been bringing a lot of attentions since the Grand Opening, bringing music hits from England and The U.S. The Rock Genre being one of the biggest things to recently come to Otaku.\n\nAlexi put in her earbuds, turned on some Dead Kennedys, slipped on her jacket, then finally grabbing her skateboard before stepping out the shop, the soft wind lifted her long very light blue, near white hair and she kicked off on her board, eventually she had arrived at the bar where Dave and Matthew were, complete strangers to Alexi, but time could change that. As she walked in, Alexi stubbed out a Joint she had smoked on the way. Her eyes a bit hazy and her body language suggested that she was in a very calm mellow state.\n\nAlexi approached the bar counter with her skateboard hanging from her backpack she commonly traveled with. \"One Silent Sunrise, please\" She said softly with a soft smile and she was handed a glass with a mixture of orange juice, cinnamon, and a nice splash of gin and whiskey. She then plopped in a bar stool with a sigh of relief after having a long day at work."
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "\"I plan to come here every weekend at least until I see that wizard guy again. I'm not opposed to making friends along the way. My name is Matt.\" He said, noticing a woman with blue/gray hair sit down a couple seats down with a skateboard and backpack. She seemed the type who might know something about the wizard guy with the stash of mushrooms.\n\n\"Hey, if you don't mind my asking, were you here last night?\" His interaction with Dave had calmed him down from his anxiety, so he sounded casual."
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "\"ooh that's cool, i do hope you find that guy your looking for, but it's always nice to meet new friends.\" he nods and and also notices the lady who had just came in and turns to wave at her as Matt does. \"Hello there, that's a neat Jacket. you have.\" He says and reaches for his drink. wanting to give her some time to react before he tries to do anything more. also it helps him to focus a little as he's still got some anxiety over how he's dressed he looks like the picture on his character profile. Sure it was solely his decision and so far he hasn't regretted it. bit it's also his first time out wearing a skirt and tights and the rest of the school girl outfit outside and in front of other people. after a longer sip he puts down his glass and continues.. \"I'm Asuka, it's nice to meet you, what's your name?\""
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "As she took a sip of her drink, Alexi looked over to the man addressing her and with a hazy look in her eyes and relaxed expression, she tilted her head at his question. \"Me? oh lets see..\" She replied, taking a moment to remember last night, most of her memory was kind of a blur as she Is commonly under the influence of marijuana. \n\n\"Oh! I got off of work late, closed up the music store for the night after some strange fellow with a pointy hat bought a a Pink Floyd album from me... I guess I was unaware there was a cosplay event or something, had quite a few customers come in with outfits..\"\n\nShe then looked over at what she assumed was a female, Alexi was too hazy to really determine the gender of whom complimented her jacket.\" Why thank you..\" She said softly with a slight smile on her face. 'I've had this jacket for a few years now, I get patches and sow them on. \"I'm Alexi, I recently became manager of the new music shop a ways down the street, you know the one that everyone's going to because of the U.K. and U.S. rock music we sell.\""
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "\"ooh that sounds like the wizard guy.. uh... he was after\" he says looking over at Mathew \"Ya know I just realized, you never did tell me your name.\" he says tiling his head slightly to the side, before turning back to the lady. \"Your welcome. that sounds like a neat idea I might need to find a nice coat and some nice patches to do that with.\" he nods \"Nice to meet you Alexi, I've heard of that store. though to be honest I'm a bit more into Kpop then us rock. though there are still some rock bands I like. hum, do you like Anime?\""
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "\"Oh...this guy just had a hood. It looked kinda sci-fi. I will just keep coming back here each weekend. I'm bound to run into him again eventually.\" Mathew said, finishing his drink \"I don't know about any cosplay event. I'm relatively new to the cosplay and convention scene. I've also considered getting a vinyl record player just because it would be cool, but I'm a cheapass.\"\n\nNear the liquor shelves were two TVs at both ends. One was playing a stream of the newest Call of Duty, while the other played Parasyte.\n\n\"So what animes do you guys watch?\" Matt was assuming anyone who came here liked anime."
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Alexi then dug in her pocket, remembering she had a duplicate of a patch on her jacket the was sent to her as a bonus for a sale on these particular patches. \"Here you go, your first battle jacket patch when you get it.\" she said as she gently slapped a Pokeball patch into his hand with a smile. \"It's nice to meet you too... uh I didn't catch your name.\"\n\nNow hearing the other man ask about animes, she quickly compiled a short list of her favorites in her mind. \" For me I'd say Full Metal Alchemist, Death Note, Beserk, and Yu-gi-oh.\" With hat comment, she grabbed her leg where a pouch was strapped, pulling out her tournament Yu-gi-oh deck and flashing it up. \" Active player as well...\" she added on with a hint of pride."
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Dave smiles big as Alexi hands over the patch \"ooh, thanks so much. this will look great on there.\" he nods. \"Oh I'm Asuka, thanks again for the patch.\" He goes to put it into his purse that was sitting on the bar next to him. \"I've heard of all those but haven't actually watched any.\" he says and you can see his eyes light up when you pull out the cards \"ooh that's so cool, I was thinking about trying that game sometime but never had anyone to play it with\" he shrugs. \"As for me, my Fav's are Fruits Basket, Excel Saga, Last Exile, and My Hero Academia\""
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "\"I haven't played that game since I was 22\" Mathew said, referring to Alexi's Yu Gi Oh deck. It was clear to Matt that he wasn't going to be getting his jacket back, but he felt a lot better. \n\n\"I like Attack on Titan, Spy Family, Dr Stone, Death Note oh and have you guys seen Boccano?\" He asked finishing his drink and ordering another."
}
]
| rpguild_limited_sharegpt | 2,919 |
[
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Dave had visited this town a few times before, and is quite exited by how this place seems to live up to it's name. So this time he's decided to try bringing out his alter ego as he calls it. to play somewhat safe he's wearing a sailor fuku outfit in the same style of his favorite anime, Fruits Basket. since it's a cooler day out he's got on the long sleeved top, the knee length skirt and a pair of white tights under that. and then a nice warm jacket and scarf on top. He's also got on a long black wig that has a deep purple highlight to it, and a leather purse that matches the style of the coat. He does know that none of the characters had the purple in their hair but he thought it to be a nice touch. Bars are not usually his thing but the fact that he feels like he could get away with this here makes it all worth it.\n\nGetting inside he unbuttons his coat and heads over to the bar to sit down and get something to eat, after placing his order he places his purse don on the counter next to him and looks around spotting Mathew sitting next to him now and turns to Mathew and waves \"Hello, I'm Asuka it's nice to meet you\""
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "The coming down of drugs he had done the previous night put Mathew in an unusual place mentally. He felt jumpy and paranoid of other people while at the same time yearning for human interaction. \n\n\"Hey buddy.\" Mathew said, his eyes wide as result of paranoia \"You wouldn't happen to know a regular here who insists he is a wizard would you?\" Mathew was unsure what words to use to explain his situation. This was all because of his drug withdrawal and his embarrassment in admitting that he did a whole fuck ton of drugs with someone but forgot their name or where he had gone to do them. Still, he needed his favorite leather coat back."
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "\"Well I'm new here, so your the first I've met. I've seen a few that look like wizard when I came in.\" he shrugs and blushes a bit. \"I'm not a wizard myself just a lonely school girl. uh if you'd like to talk about something I'd be happy to do so.\" \n\nhe nods and sorta fidgets with the shoulder strap on his purse until his drink arrives, it is a soft version of one of the drinks they offer, as he's not to big on drinking himself. not that he has any hangups with others doing it, or even trying it himself once in a while, but most of the drinks with alcohol in them he's tried have had a rancid taste to them, so he tends to stick to the softer stuff.\n\n\"so um are you into anime or video games?\" he asks thinking/hopping that given the theme of this place Matt will be into at least one of those."
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "\"I'm a major gamer.\" Mathew said. Having a conversation eased the flood of negative thoughts he was having as result of coming down from drugs. Perhaps he should curse his own curiosity, or maybe his lack of hobbies (he wasn't actually that much of a gamer). Maybe the blame lay on his lack of experiences in life at his age of 28. It was his first time with mushrooms and acid, and he had binged on both.\n\n\"I'm playing a lot of Red Dead Redemption. There is always more to find in that game.\" Mathew said, noticing this schoolgirl was a guy in a costume. He had never thought about trying a feminine costume himself, but wondered what people's reactions would be. \"Are you more of a singe player gamer or a competitive multiplayer gamer?\""
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "\"ooh I've heard of that game, i should try it sometime. Certainly more of a multi player type, competitive or co/op.\" He nods \"I've been playing a mmorpg a lot lately. That has been fun, but I end up playing single player games a lot too. Rimworld is fun with mods, And there's also Yakuza 0 there's a ton of extra stuff in that game\" He said giving him a smile and taking a sip of his drink. \"So um, do you come here a lot? it's my first time here.\"\n\nHe was still pretty nervous getting dressed up in a new place and such a public one at that. But it also felt good to do it and so far it seems like everyone is okay with this, so he's just trying not to let it show how he's both nervous and excited that he's able to be here pretending to be a school girl and having a normal conversation."
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Mathew didn't know if the person he was talking to was just cross dressing or trans, but he had seen guys cosplay as female characters at the convention he had went to in September (it was now January.) He didn't care either way, and wasn't the type to treat someone different based on that kind of thing. If anything he just found it interesting.\n\n\"I come here on and off.\" Mathew said \"I was here last night and...partied...\" He was cautious to admit that he had done harder drugs \"And left something at the party now I have no idea where it was. Normally when I come here I meet someone and have a little conversation. Do you go to conventions?\""
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "\"That's cool, I think I'm going to be coming here more often, now.\" he nods. \"though will probably be a while before I'm up for going to a party of anykind.\" he sighs. \"And no, I've only recently got to the point where I have the money, and the costumes to go to one. But getting up the nerve to wear a costume in such a big place, is well both exciting and terrifying. add to that I didn't have either when the last one was in the area so I'm having to wait and hope one comes around again. to be honest this is the first time I've worn my school girl costume outside\" he says and shrugs. \"I hope I'm not to boring, hey maybie sometime we could meet up at the arcade.\""
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "\"Well, I went to a con last year, and there was tons of cosplaying. It was pretty impressive. One person had the perfect Fallout costume with the pip boy, nuka colas and everything. There was a Link and he had rupees just like in the game, and a group of guys wearing sailor scout costumes.\" Mathew more vividly remembered the Misa Misa and Tifa costumes. He said this in case this guy was fearing judgement for dressing as a schoolgirl.\n\n\"I also went to a costume party here last Halloween and a New Years Eve party that was anime themed. They weren't as impressive as the con, but I made out with this girl dressed as a...bat or something. Anyways I will probably be here a lot more often considering I am back into anime!\""
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "[ahh no wonder there was no reply here darn thing ate my post]\n\n\"ooh that's really awesome. all those people sound like they would of been fun to meet.\" he nods and takes a ship of his drink. \"I had made my own working pipboy once. used a 3d printer for the case and slipped in a cell phone where I had made a program to look like the interface. I had even figured out how to include the maps app but have it give the maps in black and white and then change the black to green and the white to black so it looked like the pip boys maps but be of the actual area I was in. that was fun to make.\" he nods remember that project even if he never did get around to wearing it out. \"they still sound like will be fun even if they are much smaller scale. and you seem like a nice person too I do hope to see you around more.\""
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Being a local of Otaku, Alexi knew the area pretty well, just not many people as she stayed on the move a lot between work and skateboarding. It was mid day and she was just finishing up her shift at the local Music shop that had recently opened up and has been bringing a lot of attentions since the Grand Opening, bringing music hits from England and The U.S. The Rock Genre being one of the biggest things to recently come to Otaku.\n\nAlexi put in her earbuds, turned on some Dead Kennedys, slipped on her jacket, then finally grabbing her skateboard before stepping out the shop, the soft wind lifted her long very light blue, near white hair and she kicked off on her board, eventually she had arrived at the bar where Dave and Matthew were, complete strangers to Alexi, but time could change that. As she walked in, Alexi stubbed out a Joint she had smoked on the way. Her eyes a bit hazy and her body language suggested that she was in a very calm mellow state.\n\nAlexi approached the bar counter with her skateboard hanging from her backpack she commonly traveled with. \"One Silent Sunrise, please\" She said softly with a soft smile and she was handed a glass with a mixture of orange juice, cinnamon, and a nice splash of gin and whiskey. She then plopped in a bar stool with a sigh of relief after having a long day at work."
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "\"I plan to come here every weekend at least until I see that wizard guy again. I'm not opposed to making friends along the way. My name is Matt.\" He said, noticing a woman with blue/gray hair sit down a couple seats down with a skateboard and backpack. She seemed the type who might know something about the wizard guy with the stash of mushrooms.\n\n\"Hey, if you don't mind my asking, were you here last night?\" His interaction with Dave had calmed him down from his anxiety, so he sounded casual."
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "\"ooh that's cool, i do hope you find that guy your looking for, but it's always nice to meet new friends.\" he nods and and also notices the lady who had just came in and turns to wave at her as Matt does. \"Hello there, that's a neat Jacket. you have.\" He says and reaches for his drink. wanting to give her some time to react before he tries to do anything more. also it helps him to focus a little as he's still got some anxiety over how he's dressed he looks like the picture on his character profile. Sure it was solely his decision and so far he hasn't regretted it. bit it's also his first time out wearing a skirt and tights and the rest of the school girl outfit outside and in front of other people. after a longer sip he puts down his glass and continues.. \"I'm Asuka, it's nice to meet you, what's your name?\""
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "As she took a sip of her drink, Alexi looked over to the man addressing her and with a hazy look in her eyes and relaxed expression, she tilted her head at his question. \"Me? oh lets see..\" She replied, taking a moment to remember last night, most of her memory was kind of a blur as she Is commonly under the influence of marijuana. \n\n\"Oh! I got off of work late, closed up the music store for the night after some strange fellow with a pointy hat bought a a Pink Floyd album from me... I guess I was unaware there was a cosplay event or something, had quite a few customers come in with outfits..\"\n\nShe then looked over at what she assumed was a female, Alexi was too hazy to really determine the gender of whom complimented her jacket.\" Why thank you..\" She said softly with a slight smile on her face. 'I've had this jacket for a few years now, I get patches and sow them on. \"I'm Alexi, I recently became manager of the new music shop a ways down the street, you know the one that everyone's going to because of the U.K. and U.S. rock music we sell.\""
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "\"ooh that sounds like the wizard guy.. uh... he was after\" he says looking over at Mathew \"Ya know I just realized, you never did tell me your name.\" he says tiling his head slightly to the side, before turning back to the lady. \"Your welcome. that sounds like a neat idea I might need to find a nice coat and some nice patches to do that with.\" he nods \"Nice to meet you Alexi, I've heard of that store. though to be honest I'm a bit more into Kpop then us rock. though there are still some rock bands I like. hum, do you like Anime?\""
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "\"Oh...this guy just had a hood. It looked kinda sci-fi. I will just keep coming back here each weekend. I'm bound to run into him again eventually.\" Mathew said, finishing his drink \"I don't know about any cosplay event. I'm relatively new to the cosplay and convention scene. I've also considered getting a vinyl record player just because it would be cool, but I'm a cheapass.\"\n\nNear the liquor shelves were two TVs at both ends. One was playing a stream of the newest Call of Duty, while the other played Parasyte.\n\n\"So what animes do you guys watch?\" Matt was assuming anyone who came here liked anime."
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Dave smiles big as Alexi hands over the patch \"ooh, thanks so much. this will look great on there.\" he nods. \"Oh I'm Asuka, thanks again for the patch.\" He goes to put it into his purse that was sitting on the bar next to him. \"I've heard of all those but haven't actually watched any.\" he says and you can see his eyes light up when you pull out the cards \"ooh that's so cool, I was thinking about trying that game sometime but never had anyone to play it with\" he shrugs. \"As for me, my Fav's are Fruits Basket, Excel Saga, Last Exile, and My Hero Academia\""
}
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{
"from": "human",
"value": "Dave had visited this town a few times before, and is quite exited by how this place seems to live up to it's name. So this time he's decided to try bringing out his alter ego as he calls it. to play somewhat safe he's wearing a sailor fuku outfit in the same style of his favorite anime, Fruits Basket. since it's a cooler day out he's got on the long sleeved top, the knee length skirt and a pair of white tights under that. and then a nice warm jacket and scarf on top. He's also got on a long black wig that has a deep purple highlight to it, and a leather purse that matches the style of the coat. He does know that none of the characters had the purple in their hair but he thought it to be a nice touch. Bars are not usually his thing but the fact that he feels like he could get away with this here makes it all worth it.\n\nGetting inside he unbuttons his coat and heads over to the bar to sit down and get something to eat, after placing his order he places his purse don on the counter next to him and looks around spotting Mathew sitting next to him now and turns to Mathew and waves \"Hello, I'm Asuka it's nice to meet you\""
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "The coming down of drugs he had done the previous night put Mathew in an unusual place mentally. He felt jumpy and paranoid of other people while at the same time yearning for human interaction. \n\n\"Hey buddy.\" Mathew said, his eyes wide as result of paranoia \"You wouldn't happen to know a regular here who insists he is a wizard would you?\" Mathew was unsure what words to use to explain his situation. This was all because of his drug withdrawal and his embarrassment in admitting that he did a whole fuck ton of drugs with someone but forgot their name or where he had gone to do them. Still, he needed his favorite leather coat back."
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "\"Well I'm new here, so your the first I've met. I've seen a few that look like wizard when I came in.\" he shrugs and blushes a bit. \"I'm not a wizard myself just a lonely school girl. uh if you'd like to talk about something I'd be happy to do so.\" \n\nhe nods and sorta fidgets with the shoulder strap on his purse until his drink arrives, it is a soft version of one of the drinks they offer, as he's not to big on drinking himself. not that he has any hangups with others doing it, or even trying it himself once in a while, but most of the drinks with alcohol in them he's tried have had a rancid taste to them, so he tends to stick to the softer stuff.\n\n\"so um are you into anime or video games?\" he asks thinking/hopping that given the theme of this place Matt will be into at least one of those."
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "\"I'm a major gamer.\" Mathew said. Having a conversation eased the flood of negative thoughts he was having as result of coming down from drugs. Perhaps he should curse his own curiosity, or maybe his lack of hobbies (he wasn't actually that much of a gamer). Maybe the blame lay on his lack of experiences in life at his age of 28. It was his first time with mushrooms and acid, and he had binged on both.\n\n\"I'm playing a lot of Red Dead Redemption. There is always more to find in that game.\" Mathew said, noticing this schoolgirl was a guy in a costume. He had never thought about trying a feminine costume himself, but wondered what people's reactions would be. \"Are you more of a singe player gamer or a competitive multiplayer gamer?\""
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "\"ooh I've heard of that game, i should try it sometime. Certainly more of a multi player type, competitive or co/op.\" He nods \"I've been playing a mmorpg a lot lately. That has been fun, but I end up playing single player games a lot too. Rimworld is fun with mods, And there's also Yakuza 0 there's a ton of extra stuff in that game\" He said giving him a smile and taking a sip of his drink. \"So um, do you come here a lot? it's my first time here.\"\n\nHe was still pretty nervous getting dressed up in a new place and such a public one at that. But it also felt good to do it and so far it seems like everyone is okay with this, so he's just trying not to let it show how he's both nervous and excited that he's able to be here pretending to be a school girl and having a normal conversation."
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Mathew didn't know if the person he was talking to was just cross dressing or trans, but he had seen guys cosplay as female characters at the convention he had went to in September (it was now January.) He didn't care either way, and wasn't the type to treat someone different based on that kind of thing. If anything he just found it interesting.\n\n\"I come here on and off.\" Mathew said \"I was here last night and...partied...\" He was cautious to admit that he had done harder drugs \"And left something at the party now I have no idea where it was. Normally when I come here I meet someone and have a little conversation. Do you go to conventions?\""
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "\"That's cool, I think I'm going to be coming here more often, now.\" he nods. \"though will probably be a while before I'm up for going to a party of anykind.\" he sighs. \"And no, I've only recently got to the point where I have the money, and the costumes to go to one. But getting up the nerve to wear a costume in such a big place, is well both exciting and terrifying. add to that I didn't have either when the last one was in the area so I'm having to wait and hope one comes around again. to be honest this is the first time I've worn my school girl costume outside\" he says and shrugs. \"I hope I'm not to boring, hey maybie sometime we could meet up at the arcade.\""
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "\"Well, I went to a con last year, and there was tons of cosplaying. It was pretty impressive. One person had the perfect Fallout costume with the pip boy, nuka colas and everything. There was a Link and he had rupees just like in the game, and a group of guys wearing sailor scout costumes.\" Mathew more vividly remembered the Misa Misa and Tifa costumes. He said this in case this guy was fearing judgement for dressing as a schoolgirl.\n\n\"I also went to a costume party here last Halloween and a New Years Eve party that was anime themed. They weren't as impressive as the con, but I made out with this girl dressed as a...bat or something. Anyways I will probably be here a lot more often considering I am back into anime!\""
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "[ahh no wonder there was no reply here darn thing ate my post]\n\n\"ooh that's really awesome. all those people sound like they would of been fun to meet.\" he nods and takes a ship of his drink. \"I had made my own working pipboy once. used a 3d printer for the case and slipped in a cell phone where I had made a program to look like the interface. I had even figured out how to include the maps app but have it give the maps in black and white and then change the black to green and the white to black so it looked like the pip boys maps but be of the actual area I was in. that was fun to make.\" he nods remember that project even if he never did get around to wearing it out. \"they still sound like will be fun even if they are much smaller scale. and you seem like a nice person too I do hope to see you around more.\""
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Being a local of Otaku, Alexi knew the area pretty well, just not many people as she stayed on the move a lot between work and skateboarding. It was mid day and she was just finishing up her shift at the local Music shop that had recently opened up and has been bringing a lot of attentions since the Grand Opening, bringing music hits from England and The U.S. The Rock Genre being one of the biggest things to recently come to Otaku.\n\nAlexi put in her earbuds, turned on some Dead Kennedys, slipped on her jacket, then finally grabbing her skateboard before stepping out the shop, the soft wind lifted her long very light blue, near white hair and she kicked off on her board, eventually she had arrived at the bar where Dave and Matthew were, complete strangers to Alexi, but time could change that. As she walked in, Alexi stubbed out a Joint she had smoked on the way. Her eyes a bit hazy and her body language suggested that she was in a very calm mellow state.\n\nAlexi approached the bar counter with her skateboard hanging from her backpack she commonly traveled with. \"One Silent Sunrise, please\" She said softly with a soft smile and she was handed a glass with a mixture of orange juice, cinnamon, and a nice splash of gin and whiskey. She then plopped in a bar stool with a sigh of relief after having a long day at work."
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "\"I plan to come here every weekend at least until I see that wizard guy again. I'm not opposed to making friends along the way. My name is Matt.\" He said, noticing a woman with blue/gray hair sit down a couple seats down with a skateboard and backpack. She seemed the type who might know something about the wizard guy with the stash of mushrooms.\n\n\"Hey, if you don't mind my asking, were you here last night?\" His interaction with Dave had calmed him down from his anxiety, so he sounded casual."
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "\"ooh that's cool, i do hope you find that guy your looking for, but it's always nice to meet new friends.\" he nods and and also notices the lady who had just came in and turns to wave at her as Matt does. \"Hello there, that's a neat Jacket. you have.\" He says and reaches for his drink. wanting to give her some time to react before he tries to do anything more. also it helps him to focus a little as he's still got some anxiety over how he's dressed he looks like the picture on his character profile. Sure it was solely his decision and so far he hasn't regretted it. bit it's also his first time out wearing a skirt and tights and the rest of the school girl outfit outside and in front of other people. after a longer sip he puts down his glass and continues.. \"I'm Asuka, it's nice to meet you, what's your name?\""
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "As she took a sip of her drink, Alexi looked over to the man addressing her and with a hazy look in her eyes and relaxed expression, she tilted her head at his question. \"Me? oh lets see..\" She replied, taking a moment to remember last night, most of her memory was kind of a blur as she Is commonly under the influence of marijuana. \n\n\"Oh! I got off of work late, closed up the music store for the night after some strange fellow with a pointy hat bought a a Pink Floyd album from me... I guess I was unaware there was a cosplay event or something, had quite a few customers come in with outfits..\"\n\nShe then looked over at what she assumed was a female, Alexi was too hazy to really determine the gender of whom complimented her jacket.\" Why thank you..\" She said softly with a slight smile on her face. 'I've had this jacket for a few years now, I get patches and sow them on. \"I'm Alexi, I recently became manager of the new music shop a ways down the street, you know the one that everyone's going to because of the U.K. and U.S. rock music we sell.\""
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "\"ooh that sounds like the wizard guy.. uh... he was after\" he says looking over at Mathew \"Ya know I just realized, you never did tell me your name.\" he says tiling his head slightly to the side, before turning back to the lady. \"Your welcome. that sounds like a neat idea I might need to find a nice coat and some nice patches to do that with.\" he nods \"Nice to meet you Alexi, I've heard of that store. though to be honest I'm a bit more into Kpop then us rock. though there are still some rock bands I like. hum, do you like Anime?\""
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "\"Oh...this guy just had a hood. It looked kinda sci-fi. I will just keep coming back here each weekend. I'm bound to run into him again eventually.\" Mathew said, finishing his drink \"I don't know about any cosplay event. I'm relatively new to the cosplay and convention scene. I've also considered getting a vinyl record player just because it would be cool, but I'm a cheapass.\"\n\nNear the liquor shelves were two TVs at both ends. One was playing a stream of the newest Call of Duty, while the other played Parasyte.\n\n\"So what animes do you guys watch?\" Matt was assuming anyone who came here liked anime."
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Alexi then dug in her pocket, remembering she had a duplicate of a patch on her jacket the was sent to her as a bonus for a sale on these particular patches. \"Here you go, your first battle jacket patch when you get it.\" she said as she gently slapped a Pokeball patch into his hand with a smile. \"It's nice to meet you too... uh I didn't catch your name.\"\n\nNow hearing the other man ask about animes, she quickly compiled a short list of her favorites in her mind. \" For me I'd say Full Metal Alchemist, Death Note, Beserk, and Yu-gi-oh.\" With hat comment, she grabbed her leg where a pouch was strapped, pulling out her tournament Yu-gi-oh deck and flashing it up. \" Active player as well...\" she added on with a hint of pride."
}
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